life hack: if you procrastinate long enough on catching up on your favorite shows you’ll find out they killed your favorite character and it will sap all desire for you to watch, therefore marking it off your to-do list with zero effort
MARKIPLIER’S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S SERIES sentence starters.
“ don’t leave me like this. ” “ we’re going to be fine. we’re going to be totally fine. ” “ this night is lasting forever. ” “ stay gone. forever. and ever and ever and ever. ” “ well this got off to a pleasant start, didn’t it ? ” “ i’m never going to make it. ” “ you need to settle the fuck down. ” “ i think i hurt something. ” “ i actually feel this strange need to survive. oddly enough i feel actually in danger. ” “ oh my god, you stop that right now. ” “ just because my voice is cracking a little bit doesn’t mean that you are affecting me. ” “ it’s like i forget how bad it is and then i get in here and it’s just horrifying. ” “ don’t even think that you’re going to sneak up on me. ” “ why did i come back for another night ?? it’s not like i signed a blood pact. ” “ no. just generally no. ” “ just don’t take advice in general from me because i don’t know what i’m doing. ” “ this is the fucking stupidest. ” “ see you in hell, when i get there. ”
“ don’t die now. ” “ i’m getting lightheaded. ” “ now i know better; everything’s a living nightmare. ” “ ok, that’s bad. but that’s ok. ” “ what do you want from me ? ” “ buy me as much time as possible. ” “ don’t you dare; don’t you fucking dare. ” “ you’re not supposed to kill me. ” “ something’s coming after me. ” “ things are about to get a little weird and a lot more challenging. ” “ i know; things are bad, things are bad, things are bad. ” “ i’m just a big screw up. ” “ i need a minute. ”
“ that’s what i expected to happen. what i didn’t expect to happen was everything else. ” “ i’m hyperventilating; i apologise. i’m very stressed at the moment. ” “ remind me to punch you in the face ten times more than usual. ” “ i will goddamn make you. ” “ i don’t have time to listen to you. ” “ what, you’re not going to explain that to me ? ” “ this is the end. ” “ i’m ready for you. ”
“ don’t be scared. ” “ who are you ? why is any of this happening ? ” “ i’m pretty sure i missed out on some very important instructions. ” “ close the door. ” “ if you run you can make it. ” “ you know what will happen if he catches you. ” “ something’s gone wrong. ” “ don’t you fucking dare, you bitch. don’t you even think about it. ” “ get to your fucking happy place. ” “ have fun; it’s bizarre. ” “ if i wasn’t so panicking and worried about dying i’d be more concerned about that. ” “ would you mind shutting the hell up for just one moment, please. ” “ i don’t know what to trust any more. ” “ aren’t you just a delight ? ”
“ i don’t know if i want to. ” “ i am so unbelievably, utterly confused right now. ” “ i don’t want to do that. i would rather do anything than that. ” “ don’t kill me. ” “ I YELL WHEN I’M NERVOUS. ” “ how can you say that ? what did i do ?? ” “ that’s a revelation that’s going to have to go in second place to what the fuck i just saw. ” “ excuse me, are you trying to tell me what to do ? ” “ that painted a very vivid picture of something exceptionally fucked. ” “ i am not glad i came in here, i regret that very much. ” “ i’m doing it for you. because i love you. ” “ am i dead ? ”
so…. i think it’s about time to face the music that there is no way in Heck im ever going to be able to draw out all the stuff i have written for rfalls. i mean, there is boatloads of dialogue here. i dont even have the time right now to work on my own webcomic, let alone a fancomic. but i figure, hey, this silly little thing has a lot of fans, maybe they would appreciate seeing the drafts i had planned! and maybe they’d even like to take a crack at drawing some of it themselves!
and this isnt me giving up, either! i’d still really love to draw a ton of this. when i can find time, i’ll totally try! and i’m still going to finish sock opera and the backstory comic. but yknow. the people have been waiting long enough. so here’s a comprehensive list of all the notes and dialogue ive written so far, organized by “episodes”.
Okay. I’m going to try to get back into this. *Crack knuckles* *Cracks back* *Cracks neck* *Cracks ear bones and shit*
Let’s do it.
INFP stretches and takes off her headphones with a satisfied smile, gets up from her computer and quietly enters the hallway from his workspace. Walking toward the centre of the house, she passes ISFJ who is walking in the opposite direction carrying a basket of laundry to another room.
INFP: Hey, ISFJ.
INFP: Wait, what??
ISFJ:*Stops in tracks*
ISFJ: What… er, what is it?
INFP: I didn’t…
INFP: How long have you been here?
ISFJ: Are you…
ISFJ: INFP, I spent the night.
ISFJ: We spent the night together.
ISFJ: You… it was your idea.
INFP: *Gazes off in the distance, trying to remember*
INFP: Are you sure?
ISFJ: ?? ???? ?? W hat?
ISFJ: Yes! I’m very sure!
INFP: I don’t know, I feel like that was a few days ago.
INFP: Oh, hey, laundry!
ISFJ: Oh, goodness.
INFP: Whose is that?
ISFJ: Mine. I did yours a little earlier.
INFP: Oh awesome!
INFP: *Gives ISFJ an excited kiss*
INFP: You’re the best, thank you!
ISFJ: Heh, wow, yeah, of course!
ISFJ: It’s no problem, really!
ISFJ: I’m– glad you appreciate all of that, and I’m not just doing it for, nothing, I guess.
INFP: No, yeah, totally. I have such a hard time doing things like that because I get so easily preoccupied with other things. I don’t know how you do it.
ISFJ: Haha, yes, I know, INFP. But I like helping you!
INFP: Hey, you know what, since you’re here today,
ISFJ: (I swear to you I always was. OTL)
INFP: Do you want to go somewhere and do something today?
ISFJ: Um. Well, I hadn’t really planned on it but, okay.
ISFJ: Where do you want to go? c:
INFP: I don’t know yet!
INFP: We’ll figure it out, though. If you think of anything let me know!
ISFJ: Oh, goodness. Okay, yes, I’ll help you figure something out, haha.
INFP:*Spontaneously remembers what he drew for ISFJ on his computer*
INFP: I’m going to find something to eat, but hey, I did something cool to my computer! It’s on right now, you should check it out.
ISFJ: For sure. :)
ISFJ continues down the hall, leaving INFP and sets the basket down in the bedroom. Afterwards, ISFJ shifts to the next room over to look at INFP’s computer. On the screen is a cartoon-esque, autumn landscape with a small piece of writing at the bottom that read “You’re always bright just like the sun, and yet, somehow, even that holds no candle to you.”
Fun fact: I head-cannon INFPs as dorky (possible even cheesy), hopeless romantics.
Please temporarily disregard my previous comments that threads more than a month old won’t be replied to - my motivation is shot and telling my anxiety to always stay away is like telling a monkey not to bounce on a trampoline - so at the moment I haven’t replied to probably in the region of 100 drafts within the timeframe I wanted. Basically if you love me and playing with me enough to not mind how long I take, you’re the best things for me and I love you xxx
This has been lingering in my drafts folder for like a month. I’ve had enough wrestling with it. Taaaaaake it.
Armin observes Levi and Hanji’s strange, yet (oddly) sweet interactions.
“How the hell did those two end up together, anyway?”
It is Jean’s sharp voice that raises the question.
Armin looks up, and then back over his shoulder, following Jean’s narrow-eyed stare.
Across the mess-hall Captain Levi and Squad Leader Hanji Zoe
sit side by side. Having abandoned her half-eaten meal, the squad leader talks
animatedly with him, her long fingers twisting lively, emphatic gestures against the air. While the captain,
expressionless, picks at his food, occasionally sparing a lingering glance in response to her more energetic gestures.
Sasha tilts her head. Mouth half-full, she joins the conversation. “Maybe it’s
like opposites attract, ya know?”
Armin pauses in eating long enough to glance over his
shoulder once more.
Levi, having finished his own meal, has begun picking at Hanji’s
plate. As she leans in, still talking overwhelmingly with her hands, he lifts a piece of
food. Mid-sentence, she opens her mouth, and chomps absently down on the offered snack. And then she’s talking again. And Levi, looking bored, picks at her plate once more, grabbing another small bite. Again, she pauses just long enough to chew and swallow.
But by now, the talk at Armin’s table has turned to other topics. The other scouts clearly aren’t overly invested in their superiors’ relations - not that he is either. Not really. But he’s curious. It’s a problem to be solved. And for that reason, Jean’s question sticks with him.
Throughout the meal he finds himself glancing
back, watching the bizarre feeding ritual that’s taking place behind them.
Soon the plate is empty and the captain and squad leader’s conversation seems to be
winding down. Hanji’s gestures are losing their energy, though Levi still
methodically nods. Every once in a while, Armin sees his lips move, evidence
that, despite Hanji’s enthused chatter, he’s contributing when he sees fit.
And then they
are standing, making their way from the hall. He doesn’t miss the captain’s
hand, its brief touch to the squad leader’s back. A small, but significant gesture.
As they walk, Hanji is laughing and Levi watches her
with what Armin assumes is an attempt at a frown (it’s closer to a smile). And
he finds himself thinking that yes, opposites do attract. But in this
case, surely, it’s something more.
At the door, Levi dips his head. Armin thinks the smile might have won,
and now the captain is attempting to save face.
Hanji, with remnants of laughter still lingering on
her lips, stops. In a rare public gesture, she grabs up his hand. Levi stops too. They share a long look. So long, that even from where he sits across the hall, Armin starts to feel as though he is intruding on something incredibly personal. He’s tempted to glance away.
But before he can so much as turn his head, their hands release and they are once again in
motion. Arms bumping, they make their leave. Before the door swings closed, he
sees Hanji’s hands once more return to the air. And Levi, keeping pace beside her,
listens, his head titled up.
Armin watches the door swing two and fro. He’s already working through
the budding tendrils of a theory.
Opposites, he considers, isn’t an inaccurate term. Not
completely. The captain and squad leader are opposite in many ways. But it
misses the mark; ignores similarities and the quiet understanding that
exists between them. Counterparts, he thinks, is a much better word to describe
their relationship - straightforward, yet rife with silent complexities.
Counterparts. He unconsciously sits up in his seat, because pieces are fitting together, a veritable theory is taking shape.
Not opposites, then, but accompaniments.
A harmony and melody, two halves of a whole. Two beings in sync, who push and
pull, each complementing the other, propelling them forward, making the other
one better, stronger-
“Armin, hey Armin? You still in there?”
Someone is tapping on his head.
Beside him, Eren nudges his shoulder. “You done spacing out?
Mikasa wants to know what you think of the new gear.”
Lifting his fork, he turns back to the table, and tries to let his
musings about Captain Levi and Squad Leader Hanji be replaced with his
Before his mind can completely abandon its previous direction, he indulges in one last consideration.
Because he can’t help but wonder - does every person enter this world, ready-made, predisposed to fit with another? Or are cases like the Captain and Squad Leader unique - an instance where something in the universe aligned to spit out two people out in the right place at the right time, whose gears and cogs fit together, just right.
And Armin can’t help but look around the people at the table. Sasha and Connie, giggling over their food, Ymir and Krista, heads bowed together, whispering untold secrets beneath their breaths, and - Armin’s stomach clenches when he gets to Jean because there’s always a spot to his left left open, just wide enough to fit a tall, lanky form.
But then he’s looking at Mikasa, who sits on his left. Her lips are turned down and she’s frowning past him. On his right, Eren is laughing. And Armin, he’s in the middle, perfectly squished between them.
And it’s undeniable: the world is cruel, and the inner-workings of the universe strange, unpredictable at best - but, he’d like to think, maybe - sometimes - people are made to fit.
The kitchen was small, cramped, and Derek already missed his own kitchen back in town. His kitchen was at least big enough to fit a whole crew of people - they were four, it counted as a crew - while this kitchen was barely big enough for himself, let alone a whole other person.
As he bend down to open up the cardboard box of pots and pans he had brought along - because there was no way he was going to use someone else’s - he kind of hated Erica a little bit.
Hated her for convincing him to agree to do this dumb job on a dumb cruise. He didn’t even like the ocean, why was he there? Oh right, “because it’s great promotion for your restaurant and you need to get out more, Derek,” as Erica had said while she emptied his closet into a suitcase.
She didn’t have to make breakfast, brunch, lunch, dinner, and various other small meals for a whole cruise full of hungry people for three months straight. She just had to bring it out to them, that was easy. Derek had to make all of it, all the while sharing his kitchen space with some baker the cruise had hired.
Derek was putting a pan into one of the cabinets in the far end of the kitchen, when the door behind him got pushed open, and someone walked inside.
“Oh wow!” whoever had entered exclaimed, and… Derek knew that voice.
AN: Originally it was supposed to be a blurb about a curvier girl (because that’s what I can relate to) but it’s been sitting around in my drafts so long that I changed it so it wasn’t so specific about the insecurities. Anyway while I was doing this I realized that I don’t write nearly enough about Luke so if anyone has any ideas, hit me up.
Calum opened his eyes feeling you wiggle against his chest. Nope, false alarm, you were still asleep. Calum was a little curious as to why he had never seen you naked despite all the other ways the two of you had gotten intimate.
When the two of you were having sex you always requested that the lights be turned off and the blinds be closed. And when you asked that in the heat of the moment it wasn’t exactly easy for Calum to say no. You could probably ask him if he wanted to buy a timeshare in Hawaii or convert religions while the two of you had your hands all over each other and he’d agree just to move things along. Ever since you had been staying over at Calum’s you had woken up before him and gotten dressed in your clothes from the night before while Calum was still dreaming. Well tonight, he was determined to change that. He had pulled an all-nighter to finally be able to catch a glimpse of your body in all its glory. Calum felt you yawn and your body lengthen as you stretched.
“Good morning, darling” Calum mumbled into your ear.
“Morning, Cal” you were a little disappointed that you weren’t able to wake up earlier to get ready. “Um, can you get me some water.” You were hoping that he would go into the kitchen which would leave you just enough time to grab your clothes and toiletry bag and run into the bathroom to get dressed and apply some makeup. Often times it occurred to you how strange it was that you were so insecure about your body when Calum was so comfortable with his.
“Here you go” Calum said handing you a mug of water from the bedside table. He was starting to get impatient. All he really wanted to do was to throw the duvet on the floor and take his time exploring your body.
“Thanks,” you reply before taking a long sip of water.
You realized that you were probably squishing him so you tried to discreetly peel your body off of his. “Where are you going?” Calum inquired.
“Back to the other side of the bed; I don’t want to squish you.”
Calum made grabby hands trying to get you back to his side of the bed. “I like having you squish me.”
You were trying to make a makeshift dress out of the duvet. In the movies the girls always looked so cutely disheveled when they did it. After catching your reflection in the mirror beside the bed, you realized your ‘dress’ made you look like Lumpy Space Princess from Adventure Time. You could only wish to be as confident as she was.
“[Y/N], I don’t want you to feel bad about your body. I think it is wonderful.” Calum said earnestly. “Well at least what I’ve seen of it. Besides, what’s the worst that could happen if I see you naked?”
“Well you could be so disgusted that you renounce your participation from civil society and instead decide to live off the land in the middle of nowhere which would mean 5 Seconds of Summer would need a new bassist and it will be all my fault.” You doubted that the replacement the boys found would be anywhere near as cute as Calum.
Calum struggled to keep a straight face. “Yeah…I don’t think that’s going to happen.” Calum traced lazy patterns around your shoulders. “You know I pulled an all-nighter just so I could catch you before you woke up.”
“You really wanted to see me naked that badly?” With the way Calum was looking at you, you couldn’t remember why you were ever insecure in the first place.
Calum nodded and you crawled out from under the blanket and all the things you had been worried about didn’t seem like such a problem anymore.
Calum was speechless, opting to use his hands instead. He couldn’t get over how radiant your skin looked, like it was almost glowing in the early morning sunlight. it kind of turned him on that you were letting him see you in a new way. He grabbed your body and placed you back on top of him, the position the two of you were originally in when the morning first started.
You spoke up, interrupting Calum’s play session with your boobs. “I have an idea.”
“What is it darling?” Calum asked as you rolled over so you were face to face.
You leaned up so you could whisper in his ear. “Well… I’m naked, you’re naked…’
Calum grabbed your hips and moved them closer to his so you could feel how hard he was. “I like where this is going.”
[Kim Jongin voice] Do Kyungsoo??? nah what a nerd what a— [trips] [hundreds of thousands of photos of kyungsoo spill out of jacket] w-what a fuckign asshole i— these arent mine im just [gathering them up frantically sweating] listen i just listen fuck [thousands of pictures of kyungsoo scatter across the floor] shit fcuk im holding them for a friend jus t listen
Okay this has been sitting in my drafts for long enough, and I’ve procrastinated doing this cause errrr I just didn’t know how to go around thanking everyone without sounding so ineloquent about it, but I shall try my best & I hope I didn’t leave anyone out kay? <3
I’ve been wanting to do this follow forever for awhile now because all of you have been so sweet & I just can’t thank y’all enough. But I shall divide this into TWO parts. Part I is dedicated to my followers who I’ve been fortunate enough to talk to personally as they’re just the sweetest and nicest people ever on tumblr. Part II is a SUPER JUNIOR TUMBLR GUIDE for all you ELFs out there. What tumblrs to follow & take note of if you’re a fan, just like us.
And here’s PART II ~ SUPER JUNIOR TUMBLR GUIDE. Here are some of the best tumblrs for Super Junior content. If you’re looking out for SJ tumblrs to follow, this is a comprehensive list. Some of the finest & up to date tumblrs about everything SJ.
These are but some of the tumblrs that are mostly dedicated to the group / members that I’ve listed. However, please note that….
Some blogs mentioned above are personal + multi-fandom blogs but most of the content are devoted to the classifications above
For some members, there really aren’t that many active tumblrs dedicated to them :(((
Also, I’ve not listed SJ-M blogs because all of them are inactive.
I wasn’t able to find any tumblrs for Kim Kibum.
I’ve not included any inactive blogs (I think) :\ sorry!
This list would be periodically updated.
Additionally, I am trying to follow more SJ blogs so I would love it if y’all would recommend any blogs <3
(OMG this has taken me forever and a day to complete though seriously and yes, there are slightly more Ryeowook-centric blogs that I listed errr cause he’s my bias so please try to understand hehehe)
For all the tumblrs that I’ve listed above, I really, really hope y’all don’t mind me listing you guys in here kay? If the classification is wrong or you’d like me to take you off the list, please let me know and I will do so immediately hehehe <3 Thank You for being such awesome blogs!!! ^_^