things cats hate

She was so much closer than he’d realized, their faces inches apart, her expression wide and hesitant and vulnerable.

“My Lady,” he whispered. He was helpless in the ocean of blue that was her eyes; whatever had seemed so awful also seemed very far away. Nothing was dark or brutal or hopeless when they were this close, and he wasn’t the only one moving closer.


My vacations are oveerr so now It will take me more time to be able to post any finished pics, sadly D:. I have to paint a lot of new pieces for a college project ´v` BUT I will still have tons of doodles.

While my actual piece for State of Grace (by the awesome @dragonsinparis) is on the making (it won’t show up until at least next month thanks to all this stuff I gotta paint), get this quickie for one of the moments that broke me.
GO READ THAT THING AND SHATTER INTO TINY PIECES WITH ME. THIS FIC IS FLAWLES JUST GO i-i

anonymous asked:

Jatim school teacher au?

Jason’s lunch is missing. He’s searched the freezer for five minutes and his pepperoni Hot Pockets are definitely gone. All he can find are BBQ Beef Hot Pockets, which- no. Jason’s not touching that, and not just because they don’t belong to him.

He slams the freezer door shut. “What the hell!”

“What’s up,” Dick asks, sitting at the table in the corner of the staff room, grading papers and drinking a can of soup. He didn’t even heat it up. Gross.

“Someone stole my lunch!”

Dick makes a noise that’s probably supposed to be sympathetic, but instead comes out as totally uninterested. He marks a grade at the top in pink ink and flips to the next. “What was it?”

“Hot Pockets.”

“Jay, again?”

“I like them, okay, and they’re easy to eat one handed- practically made for it- so shut up.”

Dick hums. He knocks back the rest of his soup.

“What,” Jason sighs.

“Well, you told me to shut up, so…”

“Tell me what you know, Dick.”

“I can’t say for sure,” Dick says, tossing the can into the trash and gathering his stack of papers, “but I think I saw Tim eating a Hot Pocket.”

“Tim?”

“The new science teacher, Tim Drake. He’s subbing for Steph while she’s on maternity leave.”

“Tim Drake, huh? Well look out, Tim Drake, because I’m coming for you,” Jason vows, heading for the door and ignoring Dick’s muttered, “So fucking dramatic.”

~

“You!”

Tim glances up from the homework assignments littering his desk. There’s a man in his doorway, scowling and pointing at him like a soap opera star.

“Me?” Tim asks around a mouthful of food.

The man stalks into the classroom. “You ate my lunch!”

“I don’t think so…” Tim says. He swallows.

“Then what is that you’re holding?”

“Half a Hot Pocket.”

“Aha!” he cries. “My Hot Pocket.”

“How do you know it’s yours?”

“Because I put a box of pepperoni Hot Pockets in the freezer this morning and it was gone when I checked just a minute ago and now you’re eating one, you food thief.”

Tim frowns. “Hold on, I brought Hot Pockets for lunch too.”

“What flavor?”

“BBQ Bee- Oh.” Tim looks at the pepperoni and cheese falling from the open end of his Hot Pocket. “This isn’t mine.”

“No, it isn’t.”

“Shit, I’m sorry. Um, hey, you can have mine if you want?”

The man’s face twists unpleasantly. “You think I want that shit? No way.”

“Okay… Well I’ll pay you back.”

“Damn right you will, but that doesn’t really help me today, does it. There’s only fifteen minutes left for lunch.”

“What do you want from me,” Tim growls, because he’s sorry but he doesn’t like people barging into his classroom on his lunch break, yelling at him and then insulting his BBQ Beef Hot Pockets.

The man braces his hand on Tim’s desk. “I want you go to the vending machine- the nice one in Principal Wayne’s office- and buy me some lunch. You can bring it by my classroom, room 252.”

Then, with one last angry look, the man whirls around and leaves.

Tim leans back in his chair. Finishes the rest of the Hot Pocket.

He grabs his wallet and heads for the principal’s office, a grin on his face.

~

There’s four minutes left until the bell rings and the kids come flooding back to their desks. Jason taps his fingers impatiently. The new guy is cutting it close.

Just when Jason is about to go find him, in walks the asshole, arms full. He comes up to Jason’s desk and drops his load.

About twenty bags of BBQ chips.

“There you go,” Tim says, grinning. “That more than makes up for the Hot Pockets. About six dollars more, actually. So it seems as though you owe me now.”

Then he winks and saunters out of Jason’s classroom.

A few minutes later Jason is still seething as the kids run in.

“Wow, you must really like BBQ, Mr. Todd!”

anonymous asked:

Hey! I was just wondering if you guys ever used dogs as hosts? Maybe to entertain the customers by doing tricks and if the customer asks for a dog they can play with the dog?

Extra:

Yoongi: I just don’t think a dog would work very well around here, plus I’m sure our hosts would be distracted by the pups instead of doing their jobs. 

I love my lynx point siamese but she likes to sit in the hallway and scream into the void. She’ll do this nonstop for an hour.

I experienced the loss of one of my favorite pets today… It’s been pretty rough.. I apologize if I’m a bit inactive for the weekend. 

I drew this for me, and anyone else out there who needs it! Take care!

OKAY EVERYBODY JUST STOP EVERYTHING AND LOOK AT HOW CUTE THEY ARE

LOOK AT CHIBI-CHIBI MIMICKING MINAKO

EVERYTHING’S ADORABLE HELP

Tagged by @laisidhixl aka loud fair maiden

I’m 95% sure I’ve done this tag about three times already but you know what i’ve prob changed since then

…nah

Rules: answer 20 questions and tag some people you’d like to know better.

Name: Devina

Nickname: what nickname can you draw from that

Zodiac sign: Capricorn

Height: 5″5 

Orientation: Straight

Nationality: Jamaican 

Favorite fruit(s): grapes, mangoes

Favorite season: I loathe the cold with every inch of my being but the answer is winter

Favorite quote(s): “Love does not keep record of wrongs.”

Favorite book: I don’t think I will ever be able to pick just one

Favorite flower: sunflower

Favorite smell(s): rain

Favorite colour(s): no

Favorite animal(s): what’s that

Coffee, tea, or hot cocoa: Tea soothes my soul

Average amount of sleep: well on my usual schedule about three or four, but now that it is summer it has lengthened

Cat or dog person: honestly I love both

# of blankets you sleep with: i get cold very easily, so like four

Dream trip: my room. or on a more serious note, my bed.

Blog created: uh somewhere very late last year so seven months? irdk

Tagging: @ewjunk @sonicxreigen @birbmomtm @tacohead13 @hey-underoos @the-never-ending-one @goldengirl5000 @lawltam @blind-duck @kevinthesprinkle