think y thoughts

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He’s weak for the most ridiculous stuff and they 100% know and take full advantage of it

i love drawing ame she’s so chill, she makes me chill 

speedpaint

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i kinda had an adorable outfit the other day

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America laughs from deep behind the hollow of her throat, this bright, liquid sound spilling out like she’s somehow found a way to bottle starlight, and Kate feels something unspool inside of her. 

“You fucking idiot,” America says, soft and fond in a way that Kate’s never heard before, and Kate realizes that this is what America must be like, stripped bare of all the thorns she wears for protection against the outside world.

                                                         — You are my replica of the multiplying universe

You’re in highschool and you’re lying on your back in a wide open field holding hands and it’s nighttime but the air is warm and you’re counting stars and you’re sharing all your dark and hidden corners and one of you cries and the new grass sucks up the sound of your voices and you’ve never felt so connected and you’ve never felt such belonging

then suddenly it’s ten years later and you can’t find them on Facebook because they’ve changed their last name and that field is a patch of dirt and you’re wondering if you dig enough you’ll find all the secrets you spilled there and they’ve got a child and it’s not any of the names they dreamed of once and you haven’t wished them sweet dreams in a decade and you’re not sure if you even care about their dreams anymore and you wonder where those kids you were went and you wonder if the fingers you held so tightly so long ago even still have freckles

and you know if you see them again the space between you will be filled with the distance between intimacy and being strangers and there is no greater distance than that and you’ll be remembering that one drunken kiss that came straight from the belly of being young and unfamiliar with so much intensity and you’ll think of all those passed notes and you won’t even know if their handwriting is the same

and maybe you’ll talk about about the ‘old days’ but neither of you will mention anything below the flimsy surface of small talk and silly things you once did and you know you’ll leave feeling very very aware of the hole in you that used to hold all your love for them and you’ll feel an ache for it but you’ll shrug it off because it was highschool and you’ve got friends right now that you love and you’ll pretend that wasn’t the rawest kind of pure love that belongs to teenagers in fields in the middle of the night who haven’t had the tenderness torn out of them by the world yet

Imagine : you watch tom in a live interview after breaking up , he then in the interview breaks the news your no longer together making him break down ~ thus making you closer than ever

“ we broke up ” tom paused “ it was all my fault ” he explained looking down but keeping the mic near his mouth “ I never put any effort into it , I think I always thought ’ (y/n) won’t find anyone better or leave me , she loves me ’ but that’s the reason she left me ” he said as his voice cracked as tear dropped from his check “ she left because she loved me , to prove a point , i love her ; I love you (y/n) - I’m so so sorry ” he then started to cry. And right after that interview finished you phone went off , tom was the caller ID

Originally posted by hiddlessi

Nick and Judy adopting little newborn bunny kit, and Nick constantly worrying about their growth and development.  Like meeting important milestones when they should.  But Judy assures him that everything is fine and normal, and tells him to relax.

Then later they adopt a newborn fox kit and Judy is immediately and constantly concerned about their growth and development.  So she looks to Nick to support, but he’s just like “I don’t freaking know, why would I freaking know.  Crap, our kit’s gonna die, Carrots” and generally freaking out just as much as her.  Which of course is no help to the situation.  And the two of them are a mess until Mrs. Wilde comes and tells them they’re being ridiculous.

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“Yes, and I had pimples so badly it used to make me so shy. I used not to look at myself. I’d hide my face in the dark, I wouldn’t want to look in the mirror, and my father teased me and I just hated it and I cried everyday…”

“Because show business and my career were my life, the biggest personal struggle I had to face during those teenage years did not involve the recording studios or my stage performance. In those days, the biggest struggle was right there in my mirror.” ~MJ

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Adults’ preconceptions like that… result in teenagers going down the wrong path.

Me, Myself, and I (Team Flash/Cisco Ramon X Reader)

A little story i thought up inspired by the song Me, Myself, and I by G-Eazy, where the reader is a fire wielding meta-human who is constantly babied by Team Flash, until she throws down with Zoom and is easily able to handle herself. 

I growled, feeling the heat in my hands rise. Barry stood in front of me, yelling in my face.

“WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING (Y/N)? I THOUGHT WE TOLD YOU YOUR POWERS ARE DANGEROUS! MORE DANGEROUS THAN FIRESTORM’S!” Barry shouted in my face, pacing the cortex. 

Harry, Cisco, and Caitlin stood in the doorway, listening to our conversation.

“Well, I couldn’t just stand by and watch as that meta tried to KILL Joe. YOUR dad!”

Barry rubbed his temple, turning and looking at me. Electricity crackled through his eyes, and he scowled. 

“You are incredibly stupid.” Barry snapped.

“You are incredibly arrogant.” I snapped back, allowing my hands to burst into flames. 

“HEYHEYHEYHEY! Stop it you two!” Cisco yelled, walking quickly and standing in between us. 

“I have a right to be angry! You all are babying me!” I shouted, the tips of my (long/short) (H/C) hair catching fire as i got more and more angry.

“You are DANGEROUS! You barley have any control of your powers.” Harry spat from the doorway.

I spun around, and like the human torch, my entire body (Clothes and all) burst into flames.

“FUCK ALL OF YOU! YOU MIGHT AS WELL MADE A POWERFUL ENEMY! I THOUGHT YOU ALL SUPPORTED ME!” I spat, storming out of the cortex.

Caitlin and Cisco ran out of the cortex after me into the cool night air.

“(Y/N)! Babe! Please!” Cisco shouted after me. 

“Shut up.” I spat back at him, my voice resonating and crackling through the night air like lightning.

Suddenly, I heard Caitlin scream, and Cisco yell. I spun around to see Zoom standing there, holding Caitlin of the ground my her collar, and his other arm was around Cisco’s neck. 

“You seem so angry at these two. All of them really. I could kill them all for you if you wish?” Zoom growled, starting to vibrate the arm that was around Cisco’s throat. If he moved his arm back, it would decapitate him!

In my now pent up rage, I stepped forward, and snarling. 

“If you even leave a scratch on them, i will roast you alive.” I spat, my hair starting to rise and dance with the flames that engulfed my body.

“That isn’t smart Ignis.” Zoom purred towards me, before throwing Caitlin into a car, and slinging Cisco a good 15 feet away.

“If you are so confident in your control, fight me. Make me fear you” Zoom almost laughed out, lightning beginning to crackle across his body.

I yelled at the top of my lungs, kneeling forward. The fire that engulfed me moved to form a large dragon that began to roar behind me.

Caitlin and Cisco watched in shock as I took a step forward, and the fire beast did the same, mimicking my movements. 

Zoom stiffened, and locked eyes with me.

“Okay speedster, I’ll make you fear me. See you in hell.” I spat, holding out my hand, and stomped my foot. My fire creature flew up, breathing fire at Zoom. He barley missed it, and i could obviously saw he was burnt. 

I brought my hands back to my body, causing the dragon to disappear into a large puff of black smoke in it’s form. 

I moved my hands in a circular motion, and knelt with one of my legs stretched out behind me. 

Zoom sprinted forward, and as he got closer i knocked him off guard with a fireball and kicked him dead in the face.

Zoom flew back a few feet, before growling at me. He ran forward, catching me off guard, and started to punch me repeatedly. I burnt him a few times with fireballs, but he soon had me in a corner. Suddenly, Barry ran out and got Caitlin and Cisco out of the way, before returning to help me face Zoom.

“Run!” Barry yelled at me, quickly getting between Zoom and I.

“He is as much my problem as he is yours Flash. I will help you.” 

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After the entire hell than was trying to fight Zoom, Barry had a severed spine, and both of my legs were broken, along with a few ribs. 

“That was crazy (Y/N).” Cisco chuckled softly, holding my hand as he sat next to my bed.

“I know right. I felt so badass.” I joked. Cisco placed a soft kiss on my lips before Caitlin came over to run a few more tests.

“Hey, when you’re done, I’ll go get some Big Belly Burger, and we can watch Mean Girls.” Cisco laughed out at the entrance of Caitlin’s little makeshift hospital.

“Not the ideal 1 year anniversary, but it will do.” I smiled back, as he left to go get our food and movie.

“It turns out you can really handle yourself. I’ve never seen you do that with your powers before.” Caitlin smiled as she re wrapped my legs.

“I guess it was all out of impulse. I was mad. He said he was going to hurt you two. So i went into mother bear mode.” I laughed, but winced when she moved my leg.

“Alright Momma Bear, well, just take it easy. You still heal fast, but not as quick as Barry.” Caitlin smiled, before stepping out. 

thiNGS I THINK ABOUT AT 10:02 pM

IF STANFORD PINES SOMEHOW CAME TO LI F E
WHAT WOULD HE THINK OF ME DRAWING HIM ALL THE TIME

WOULD HE BE FLATTERED? WOULD HE BE FREAKED OUT? WOULD HE R UN AWAY
WOULD HE SAY SOMETHING ALONG THE LINES OF “they just can’t get my nose right!!”
SO
MAN Y
Q U ES T ION S

A loud sigh echoed through the now-empty man’s bathroom. Thinking he was alone, Nathan rest his elbows against the sink, droplets of water pearling down his face to land on his shirt and allowed himself to curse. “Fuck…” he muttered under his breath, which was slow and steady – at least he tried to.

Imagine discovering that Woozi has a folder on his phone full of pictures and videos he’s taken of you.