this is old i know okay just let me be

  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Christophe:</b> [in a room and can't find Victor] this calls for drastic measures<p/><b>Christophe:</b> [using his hands as a microphone] YUURI KATSUKI IS AN AWFUL SKATER AND SHOULD RETIRE ALREADY<p/><b>Victor:</b> [from across the room] what the FUCK DID YOU-<p/><b>Yurio:</b> [leaping out of nowhere] WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY ABOUT KATSUDON, HUH? HOW FUCKING DARE YOU, HE'S A GREAT SKATER AND IF HE FUCKING RETIRES I'LL MAKE HIM FUCKING REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF HIS FUCKING LIFE<p/><b>Christophe:</b> <p/><b>Victor:</b> <p/><b>Yurio:</b> <p/><b>Yurio:</b> I mean I hate him<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

- damn, think about Victor and Yuuri adopting a baby and then they take him over to see Yakov like okay baby, time to go meet your dedushka!
- and Yakov was grumping about it earlier because dammit Vitya, you can’t just decide that I’m a grandfather all of a sudden, I’m not related to your child in any way and I’m busy and you’re bothering me with this nonsense-
- but then they show up as his place with the baby and let him hold the baby and his cranky old heart just melts
- ‘Yakov, are you crying?’
- 'No! I-I’m…just allergic to…baby powder.’
- 'Okay, you don’t have to keep holding him, we’ll take him back-’
- 'Don’t be stupid, I know you’re exhausted with this parenting business. You two go take a break and get lunch or something. I’ll…stay here and watch your brat for a bit.’
- Later they catch him making faces at the baby.
- He absolutely denies doing that.
- The baby loves him too and laughs whenever he sees him

Okay here in the “future”you can see that they both go out to drink with old friends ( mutual friends it seems). 

The only close-ish friends that we see them sharing right now are He Tian and Mo - Ji wouldn’t know any of Xi’s college friends right now because Ji doesn’t attend university yet. So let’s assume that they all still get together, which brings me to my main point. 

This is obviously not Ji’s or Xi’s dog, so whose is it??? He tian’s. In the future He Tian and Mo get a golden retriever together and Yi and Xi come over to play with it its canon everybody :*)

anonymous asked:

What do you think of a ravenclaw, huffelpuff friendship?

“Why are you so stressed?”

“Because I have an essay due in 5 hours that I haven’t even started yet!”

“What?! I did that last week! How come you didn’t get it done earlier?”

“I was writing a new song. And reading that new book I bought. And looking through old childhood photo albums.”

“Okay. Well this is 100% your own fault but I’m your friend and if there’s anything I can do to help just let me know okay”

“Love you”

Someday Never Comes

Summary: You describe a little bit of your life with your love, Bucky Barnes. 

40s!Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 2742

Warnings: Angst, Death, Seriously, this does not have a happy ending. 

A/N: Okay, So I didn’t really know how to summarize this, I got an idea and I just went with it. It’s 40s Bucky! It’s also very sad.. I think.. If you want to be tagged or untagged in anything please let me know!

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“You okay? That was a huge blow!” He was laughing and smiling and completely astounded at the size of the line I had just blown. My name is Jane and I’m fourteen years old. I’m sitting on Alex’s bed with his iPad on my lap with two more lines waiting for me to bring the rolled up dollar bill to my nose. I briefly looked up at Alex and gave him a little smile to let him know that I was alright but when I did I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My eyes were glossy and the whites were a tint of red which made the blue in the irises stand out even more, my sun-kissed skin turned a ghostly white. Who the hell have I become?
I am no longer the girl that would sit on the swings and squeal with excitement as my dad would give me a hard push. I am no longer the girl who would walk into church on Sunday morning with my great grandfather, hand-in-hand. I am no longer the girl that hides in closet with her sister and pretends that the boxes are rocket ships. I am now the girl that can remember her dad pushing her once on the swings before getting high over at the tennis court. I am now the girl that knows what would happen after church when my great grandfather would help me undress. I am now the girl who knows that every time Ashley and I would pretend we’re space explorers on a different planet it was because she didn’t want me to hear my dad hitting my mom.
As I stared at myself in the mirror and these memories danced in my head and the images played back like some sort of home movie, I became disgusted and angry with who was looking back. I brought my nose to the rolled up dollar bill and I inhaled. Just like that, I felt as though nothing bad had ever touched my life. I am Jane Cowens, I am untouchable.”
—  A book that will never be read

You know I’m thinking of one of those old “characters meet their past/future self” scenarios with Riku and Sora and I’m laughing cause like

Okay okay first of all. Riku is consumed with self-loathing. Like he grabs KH1-Riku and just whispers “shut the fuck up about the keyblade you little piece of shit” Meanwhile overwhelmed by Sora being even shorter and somehow more impulsive than current Sora.

Meanwhile current Sora is just kind of like “oh huh that’s me” and keeps telling Riku to “give yourself a break, you’re just a kid haha!”

KH1-Riku being disgusted by how in love with Sora current-Riku is. Intimidated cause Sora is still just as cheerful but like /holy/ shit is that boy strong. KH1-Sora is just glad they’re friends again. Might start crying because of it.

But. /But./ My favorite thing to imagine is the look on KH-1 Riku’s face when he learns Sora has /two/ keyblades

“Is Bruce in here?” Tim figured he might be— Bruce spent a lot of time in the children’s wing of Wayne Enterprises. There were a dozen or so kids in daycare most weekdays, and Bruce liked to hang out.

Tim liked to hang out too. They had nice snacks, and he’d known most of the kids since they were toddlers. And sometimes naps were mandatory.

“Conference call,” Damian told him. (For someone who claimed to hate naps, snackfood, kids, and humanity in general, Damian also spent a lot of time in the children’s wing.) “I don’t know where.” 

He went back to what he was doing, which was arranging a set of pewter soldiers into a complex model of a battlefield, presumably for the benefit of the preschooler sitting next to him. 

“What’s this?”

“The Battle of Issus, 333 BC.”

“Right, obviously.” Tim decided he was curious, so he settled down on the mats to watch.  Damian finished his model; he pulled a marker from the art table and used it as a pointer. 

“Okay. This is the Macedonian army, outnumbered but in the better tactical position, south of the Pinarus River. Their leader is Alexander the Great. And this—” He pointed to his enemy line. “—is the Achaemenid Empire. They’re about to lose.”

Damian tapped his marker on the Macedonian right. “This is the companion calvary, Alexander’s elite force, and they—” he cut off when he noticed his pupil digging in the toy bin, clearly distracted. The kid came up with a battered Transformer, which he set behind Damian’s lines. 

“Elliot. Alexander did not have robots.”

“But,” said Tim, rummaging through the box himself, “did he have wizards?” He pulled a bearded magician out of the tub and held it up for Damian to see. 

“You know he didn’t.”

Tim passed the wizard to Elliot. “But what if he did?”


“How would that go?”


“Abracadabra, Alexander!” Elliot yelled, gleefully smashing through Damian’s entire left flank.

“Damn it, Drake.” Damian sighed in frustration— not quite the rise Tim was hoping for, but still something. He dropped Elliot’s discarded robot back into the box.

“I don’t know what you were expecting,” Tim told him. “Elliot’s four. He’s too young for— what is this— military history?”

“He was doing fine before you showed up.” Damian started to re-erect his soldiers, but he gave it up after Elliot came in for a second pass. “Which is typical, isn’t it?”

“Good one.”

“Thank you.” Damian crossed his arms. “Fine. I’ll bite. When is he supposed to learn this kind of thing?”

“High school? Maybe never.”

“That can’t be right.”

“Have I ever lied to you?”

“Frequently.” Damian rolled his eyes. “I’m getting a second opinion.”

“I’ll wait.”

Damian checked the room for potential allies. “Thomas?” he called over his shoulder, “You learned military strategy as a kid, right?”

Duke looked up from the book he was reading to a pair of kindergardeners. “Just you, man.”

“Told you.” Tim fished a bag of plastic ninja from the toy box and arranged them pointedly into a row. “How are you still surprised by this kind of thing?”

Damian glared at him. “Okay, first of all? I’m not a— hold on a second. Elliot!”

Elliot froze with a large, plastic dinosaur held aloft over the battlefield. He drew it sheepishly back to his chest. “Sorry.”

“Not in the calvary wing,” Damian told him. “You’ll scare the horses.”

“Here?” Elliot pointed to the front of the phalanx.



“Aim for his center.” Damian turned back to Tim. “Anyway. Why are you still talking to me? I thought we had an agreement about unnecessary contact.”

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i don’t know how to feel
about hearing your name
because it doesn’t steal
my breath the same
way it used to,
instead of butterflies
there’s a nervousness through
my veins but the instinct to empathize
prevents me from allowing fear
and silence consume
my heart and disappear
back into the dark cause i assume
i know what’s going on around
me but assumption
isn’t sound
logic, introspective consumption,
cannibalistic analysis
as i break into the old mold
and the catalyst
in my mouth takes hold,
have to swallow
this cause i picked
the path nobody would follow
and tricked
them into believing i’d be okay alone
but we’ll just burn the serotonin
and get on that dopamine
let the ink hijack
my brain when I fight back,
there’s no such thing
as loneliness when i feel you lingering
in my throat-


-on the way down -

  • neonazis: you have no place in rodnovery if you're anything else than our idea of White™
  • neonazis: and fuck you if you're gay or trans or whatever else we feel threatened by because we don't understand
  • neonazis: our gods would laugh at you
  • Perun: ...
  • Perun: okay Veles I know we have like a beef and stuff
  • Veles: no no it's okay just let me call Svarog and Svantevit too I'm sure they want in on that
  • Morana: gentlemen please I know your ways
  • Morana: please don't end them too soon, make sure they suffer first
  • Jarilo: goshdarn Morana you're all dark again
  • Jarilo: she's right though lemme get my horse I'm going with you
  • trust me, Old Gods want nothing to do with you. You're the one they won't even look at. Or at least you should hope they won't pay attention to you - because if they will, it won't end nice for you.

anonymous asked:

This old man came to me and said "you know your men's bathroom has a clogged sink just letting you know" so I said "okay thank you for letting me know " and told my manager who questioned the sink being clogged and so he went to go unclog said sink and he came back laughing and said "did that guy also at he threw his paper towel in the sink?" Like why do people feel the need to not use the trash can 😂😂

I'm okay you guys!!

I just wanted to say that i am okay and i am safe at home.

I was blessed that she didn’t put me out on the streets but she did try and call people to come and take me

No one wanted me…

So they’re stuck with me and i managed to sneak on one of my very very old smartphones (so old that i cant update tumblr to a newer version so i cant answer any messages right now.) In order to let you guys know that im okay. Hopefully i’ll be able to fully comeback and be able to post again.

So…what i miss? I feel like im so behind. Any updates to any stories i should check out?

so because i’m a masochist apparently, i was thinking about how lance and keith would start making plans for all the things they’re gonna do after the whole voltron business is over and whenever one of them is in mortal danger or in some gravely situation, the other, in a fit of panic, will remind him of those plans like:

  • “remember how i made fun of you for falling off my hoverbike last week? when you get out of there i’ll teach you how to drive it properly. i’ll even let you drive my old bike from earth, just. be. ok.”
  • “hey buddy, hey pal just shut up okay. you’re gonna be fine, you hear me? we still got that table tennis match to carry out so i can beat your ass - and you’re gonna be there for it, alright?!”
  • “- and then we can go to that run in you mentioned the other day. it’d be like a proper earthly date, you know? god, isn’t it sort of supposed to sound boring after all of this? after the lions and all these planets…. but it doesn’t? it sounds perfect. i’d like that. a normal date with you. just wake up soon, please.”
  • “look my guy i’ve already made up my mind to introduce you to my family first thing we’re back, so i’m actually gonna be pissed if you don’t drag your sorry mullet out of this alive, because let me tell you i do not care for th-”

and they say things like this more out of the need to make each other feel better than anything else so in the end when the battle is won and they can return to earth they have this?? physically crushing sensation of relief and they both may or may not be openly crying at the realization that holy shit we’re alive and i love you and we can actually go and do all these things

So this just happened

“Whatcha watching”
AND HE WAS LIKE “nothing” AND TURNED OFF HIS KINDLE RIGHT AWAY AND MY MOM WAS LIKE “well now I have to know what were you watching??”
*5 minutes later of my mom trying to get carter to tell her what he’s watching*
Carter: …
Carter: …
Mom: *takes kindle* WHATS YOUR PASSWORD
mom: YES
Carter: *verge of tears* I WAS WATCHING..
*its been like 15 minutes*
Carter: HARRY POTTER *puts in password* SEE
mom: okay why did you make such a big deal out of this
mom: carter
Carter: WHAT
Mom: LOTS OF PEOPLE LIKE HARRY POTTER DONT LISTEN TO YOUR BROTHER BE WHO YA WANNA BE *lecture lecture to Matthew to carter to be nicer blah don’t lie to ya mom blah blah be yourself*

Me: *snickering in the corner* ik you were secretly watching gay porn and or reading smut Carter don’t even try to hide it from me.

gsc in a nutshell
  • gold: youre the villain
  • silver: im not the villain
  • gold: youre the villain
  • pryce: hello children
  • both: KILL ITTTT
  • all: KILL ITTTTT
  • crystal: oh dont mind me im just working on the pokedex over here like we're supposed to
  • gold: FUCK YOU
  • yellow: FINE
  • gold & red: dayum.
  • yellow: just take your stupid feathers and beat your stupid old man
  • gold: just kidding i'm okay
  • gold: red lets run away together
  • red: okay
  • misty: FUC K.

See this kid here? This is RICKY FUCKING ULLMAN. He was the ORIGINAL DISNEY CHANNEL BAE. Let me educate y'all on this motherfucker right here okay he was Phil in Phil of the future an ICONIC Disney channel show about a family from the future who travels through time and gets stuck in our time aka 2004 and they had fucking BROWNIES IN A CAN and PENNY ROCKETS and FOUR TOES AND THEY WERE FUCKING RAD. This iconic star of my time also starred as Roscoe in the LEGENDARY DCOM pixel perfect where he played a genius geek child who created ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE TO BE THE LEAD SINGER OF HIS BAND BC THE OTHER LEAD SINGER COULDNT DANCE. ICONIC. (Then the other chick tried to live up to the AIs performance and cartwheeled off the stage and fell into a coma and the AI took over her body for a while it was lowkey dark as shit)
Ricky Ullman was the ORIGINAL Peyton Meyer and Ross Lynch and even predates the biggest heart throb in the history of Disney channel early zAC EFRON. MY GUY RICKY WAS THE OG Y'ALL. Let me tell you when I was seven years old and I first saw his fine ass in that time machine my world was shook. THE ENTIRE WORLD WAS SHOOK AT THE FIRST GLIMPSE OF THIS ICON OF OUR TIME. Every kid was in love with him and we were all lowkey hoping Phil would make us part of his future.
I don’t know why at 2:30 am at night I felt the need to educate the masses on the ICONIC Ricky Ullman but i did. It’s a thing. A tribute to an ICON. A LEGEND.

Okay so with The Force Awakens having been out for a little bit and people catching up on the old films, let me state my case for actually watching The Phantom Menace, even in Machete order (just stick it right before 2), because of one thing: Padmé Amidala.

- She is 14 during the events of this movie, when she just becomes queen in a tense situation of her planet and people

- Devises the plot to disguise herself as her own handmaiden so she can actually go out and do things because she will not be contained to a seat and a title

- Takes it upon herself to see firsthand how people live, how the pain in other worlds is real, how she can help that, because she won’t let other people tell her what’s going on, she’ll see it and do it for herself

- Padmé “If you won’t let me do it I’m coming with you no matter what” Amidala, alright, Leia gets it from somewhere and it ain’t Anakin

- Straight-up telling the Senate “If you won’t come help me I’ll do it my damn self” and marching straight off Coruscant to fight and die with her people

- Creating a plan for taking back her capital utilizing the structural weaknesses in her own palace, that she discovered herself should this situation arise

- Not to mention the involvement of uniting the races on her planet which had never been done before

- When told the plan is dangerous and risky her only response is “Well then you better not fuck up your part then” and gets right to it

- Naboo tried to amend the constitution to let her reign for the rest of her life and her heirs reign after her and she declined

- Refusing to compromise when it meant her weakness, refusing to take the easy way out when it was presented, and refusing to stop when others needed help, always

- Please don’t skip The Phantom Menace you will miss all of Padmé’s best scenes the girl was building a space in the universe for herself and this was only the beginning

We’re kicking off the Hamilton Tony’s celebration lil fic party with a special request from @historical-bisexual! The request was for Lams  based off of this post! LET’S GO! (Want me to write you a lil fic, too? Choose a prompt from the old list or new one and just let me know which list you used!)

Alexander looked down at his watch and groaned. He was late. Again. For the third time that week. He and Laurens already didn’t get that much time together because of their different work schedules due to their summer jobs–– Laurens forced to intern for his father and Alexander picking up any job he could find–– and, on top of that, Laurens really hated when people were late, which was maybe the one thing he had in common with his father.

Alexander, who had wandered into the library after his shift at the grocery store down the road, left the book he’d been looking at on a random shelf and darted out of the building. He had to get to Laurens. He had to make this okay. He pulled out his phone to send a quick text to his boyfriend.

Alexander: Coming. Lost track of time. Sorry, babe! xox

Laurens: K. 

Alex groaned again upon seeing Laurens’ response. He was clearly upset, and how could Alexander blame him? He was upset with himself, too. 

He was out of breath by the time he got to the apartment that Laurens had moved into when they started college about a year ago. He checked the time again. He was thirteen minutes late.

He was about to text Laurens that he was there when the door opened. Laurens was standing on the other side, glaring at his boyfriend. He left the door open and turned to head back up the stairs. Alexander followed, head down, just staring at his feet as they clomped against the wooden steps. 

Once they were inside Laurens’ apartment, Alexander started to explain himself, but Laurens quickly cut him off.

“Hold the fuck up!” Laurens shouted. 

Alexander’s eyes widened in surprise. Laurens had never shouted at him before. 

“I just lost track of time!” Alex blurted out.

“That’s what you say every time this happens,” Laurens retorted. “I’d say get a watch but you already have a goddamn watch!” He threw his hands up in the air.

“It’s just a bad habit of mine, John. I’m so sorry. I just forget to look at the time.”

“It’s not that it’s a habit of yours, Alexander, it’s, it’s…” Laurens ran his fingers through his brown curls as he tried to figure out what to say. “It’s that it makes me feel like I don’t matter to you. Like I’m not important enough for you to remember or something.” 

Laurens looked down at his feet, a blush rising to his freckled face. “I know that you’re scatter minded and forgetful, but I still can’t help how I feel.” His voice was much softer now, much more fragile.

Alex couldn’t speak for a moment. He was so shocked by what Laurens had said. “John,” he began. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I had no idea that that’s how this was making you feel.” 

Alexander took a cautious step toward his boyfriend. “You are the most important thing in my life, and I’m so sorry I made you feel otherwise. I can’t promise to be perfect, but I’m really gonna try, John. You deserve so much better.” Alex couldn’t help the tears coming to his eyes. The fact that he had hurt Laurens pained him so much. 

Alexander held his arms out and, after eyeing him for a moment, Laurens stepped into them, wrapping his arms tightly around Alex’s slight frame. 

“Hold the fuck up,” Alex whispered.

Laurens stepped away and gave his boyfriend a confused look. “What?” he said.

“Me. I’m the fuck up. You’re holding me, or you were holding me.” Alexander opened his arms again. 

This time Laurens was laughing as he fell into Alexander’s embrace. “What am I gonna do with you?” he said.

Alexander kissed Laurens’ cheek and then nuzzled his head into his boyfriend’s shoulder. “I don’t know,” he said. After a moment he quietly added “I also don’t know what I’d do without you.” 

707′s call in day 10 in the night/evening

Where arou you? You were sitting still beside me now.

>Maybe its too dark for you to see me, im here

Oh there you were. Were you just looking aroud?

>I was near the door
You want to leave? Dont go outside yet. If its too frustasing. I’ll go out with you later.
Lets stay inside for now

Is it okay here? I know its not the best place. But i chose it bec its quiet and people rarely come…
but it doesnt suit someone bright like you.

>Its cool. I feel like we’re in a movie
Thanks for saying that. But be careful. Its an old building so you might get hurt. I’d like to turn on the light more…
but people will know we’re here then.

>I’m scared. Be here with me
Its dark right? I’ll be right there as soon as i finish taking care of this. Im sorry im just working and not talking to you

I want to care for you more, but this is such an emergency. I have no choice

>Then express your feeling towards me.
Can i be really honest?
You cant even imagine how much i love you now. As an extreme example… i can die for you. Thats why im here.
And even when i died, i want my soul to remain here next to you… without you, i would never have had hope…

I am not afraid to die for you… im only afraid of you forgetting me.
I always hoped never to be remembered, but now i’m so afraid to be forgotten… by you

>Stupid. We’re going to spend the rest of our lives together and diie. Im never gonna leave you alone.
Hahaha.. i really hope so. Nothing’s ever worked out the way i wanted it to.. but i hope this one does.

>I’ll remember you forever
…Yes, please do. Id want to live a day more just to be remembered by you
As much as i was forgotten by so many people.. i want to be remembered.
Remember that i am not an illusion… i live inside of you

>I love you
Wow… my heart just stopped… i was thinking that and you said it first

>There’s something i want to hear from you, and it starts with “I”

I love you, today… tomorrow… forever and ever…

As difficult as it was for you when i kept pushing you away, i’ll give you that much, no, much more love

I’ll care for you and love you. I love you.. my love is so big that even the word love cant contain all of it.

I love you. I’ll love you forever.