Independence Day Starters
  • Y'know, this was supposed to be my weekend off.
  • You gotta come down here with an attitude, actin' all big and bad.
  • And what the hell is that smell?!
  • I could've been at a barbecue! But I ain't mad.
  • Now that's what I call a close encounter.
  • You did not shoot that green shit at me!
  • Didn't I promise you fireworks?
  • It's the White House, for crying out loud. You can't just drive up and ring the bell.
  • All I'm saying is that they have people to handle these things. They want HBO, they'll call you.
  • If I knew I was going to meet the President, I would have worn a tie. I mean look at me, I-I look like a schlemiel!
  • In less than an hour, aircraft from here will join others from around the world, and you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind.
  • Mankind. That word should have new meaning for all of us today.
  • We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests
  • Perhaps it's fate that today is the Fourth of July, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom. Not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution… but from annihilation. We're fighting for our right to live. To exist. And should we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the day when the world declared in one voice 'We will not go quietly into the night! We will not vanish without a fight! We're going to live on! We're going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!'
  • Sir, I'm really anxious to get back to El Toro.
  • Hasn't anyone told you? El Toro has been completely destroyed.
  • I have a confession to make. I'm sleeping next to a beautiful young brunette.
  • You didn't let her stay up all night watching TV, did you?
  • Now what do we do?
  • Address the nation. There's gonna be a lot of frightened people out there
  • Just try and stay calm!
  • I'm just a little anxious to get up there and whup E.T.'s ass. That's all.
  • Let's kick the tires and light the fires, big daddy!
  • None of you did anything to prevent this!
  • There was nothing we could do! We were totally unprepared for this.
  • Regardless of what you may have read in the tabloids, there has never been any spacecraft recovered by our government. Take my word for it. There's no Area 51. There's no recovered spaceship
  • I don't understand, where does all this come from? How do you get funding for something like this?
  • I know there is much we can learn from each other, if we can negotiate a truce. We can find a way to co-exist.
  • Can there be a peace between us?
13. Almost Breaking Up (1)

Almost Breaking Up


You sigh as you finally hear the door to yours and Luke’s apartment open and hear him stumble instead, wincing when it sounds like he walks into a wall. You glance at the clock, seeing that its 3:17 a.m. and you aren’t happy. It’s not that you were being a clingy, mother-like girlfriend it’s just that this had been happening 4 nights a week for the past 2 months and you were tired of it. Luke always came in around this time, blind drunk and you usually look over it, but tonight, considering it is your birthday and he had made a dinner reservation for after he came back from the studio, you were pretty mad.

“Heyyyy babbyyyy,” he slurs then giggles coming to give you a hug. You step out of his reach making him pout.

“What are you doing, I just wanna cuddles baby,” he whines reaching for you again.

“Where have you been Luke?” you ask sharply.

“W-what…?” he asks, still pouting and looking confused.

“You told me you would come to pick me up for my birthday dinner straight after work; that was 9 hours ago Luke.”

“Oops,” he giggles then pouts again seeing how angry you’re looking. “Aw baby, I’m sorry…”

“No Luke!” you almost shout. “I tired of this happening, I’ve been ignoring it up until now but I just- I just can’t do this anymore.”

“Babbyyy,” he sings out and reaches for you again.

“No Luke, take care of yourself in the morning, I’m leaving so we can have this conversation when you’re sober.”

He follows you like a lost puppy, watching as you shove some clothes into your bag before suddenly running out and throwing up in the toilet. You roll your eyes, sling your bag over your shoulder and slam the door as you walk out, doing what you should’ve done ages ago. You’re not even sure if you want to come back.


“Can you turn the game down?”

“No I can’t babe, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

“Michael, I’ve had a long day and I just wanted to have a bit more of peace and quiet,” you say, your voice getting louder.

“Well maybe I’ve had a long day and this helps me!” he shouts back.

“Of course, it’s all about you isn’t it Michael. You’re the one that obsessively plays those games, you’re the one whose famous and in a band, you can just do whatever you want!” you step closer to him, getting angrier and angrier.

“Oh, so now you’re pulling that one on me, that’s not fucking true and you know it!”

“Oh isn’t it? Then why don’t you come do the dishes then Michael?” he doesn’t move or say anything making you snicker. “See! I have to do everything around this stupid apartment and I’m tired of it!”

“Maybe you should just leave then, I don’t need you anyway!” he yells.

“Fine! I’ll leave!” you storm into your shared room, pulling out a suitcase and starting to pack in as much as possible whilst furiously wiping the tears the keep spilling from your eyes. You zip it shut and walk out of the room to see Michael playing his stupid game with the volume up even louder than before.

“I’ll pick up the rest of my stuff tomorrow,” you say curtly and head out, slamming the door for good measure.


“What’s this?” you ask calmly, sliding your phone towards him so he could see properly.

On your phone were pictures of him out on what looked like a date with another girl. You weren’t accusing him of anything, just curious as to his explanation but straight away Ashton was on the attack.

“Are you saying you actually believe that?!” he says, his voice rising as he roughly slides the phone back to you.

“No! I was just asking you Ashton!”

“You were accusing me (Y/N)! You know it and I know you wouldn’t believe me anyway!”

“Not once did I accuse you, I just wanted to hear the truth because I trust you and I love you!” you say back, now getting really frustrated.

“Obviously you don’t! You never have and I’m tired of it (Y/N),” he yells at you.

“What?” you cry out. “Where is this coming from Ashton? I never accused you of ANYTHING and I do trust you! I haven’t done anything wrong here.”

“Of course, it’s always me that does something wrong isn’t it (Y/N). You never do anything ‘cause you’re just soo perfect.”

“You’re a dick,” you say lowly. “I don’t want you here by morning, get your shit and leave Ashton, we’re over.”


You hadn’t really seen Calum since he got back from tour. He usually left before you woke up and came back too late for you to stay awake. You know he is visiting friends, family and working on new songs for the new album but he has barely touched you or talked to you since the first night he was back.

You were making dinner for you since Calum is never home when you surprisingly hear him walk in.

“Hey babe,” he says and kisses your cheek. “What are you making?”

You feel slightly guilty knowing there isn’t enough for him.

“I was making myself dinner,” you say slowly.

“Oh, you didn’t want to make my any?” he asks, studying your face.

“Well you aren’t usually home,” you start to say.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he snaps.

“I’ve barely seen you since you got back from tour Cal, so I didn’t make you anything because we haven’t had dinner together for 8 weeks.”

“Don’t start blaming this on me (Y/N)! It’s not my fault!” he yells, throwing this jacket onto the counter.

“It is your fault Calum!” you yell back and turn to face him properly. “You’re never here! I’ve barely seen you because YOU’RE NEVER HERE!”

“Then I’ll just go for good then, god I try to be a good fucking boyfriend but instead I get a clingy girlfriend,” he scoffs causing tears to fill your eyes, you aren’t even a clingy girlfriend!

“Get out Calum; get out of my fucking apartment and my life. I don’t want to see you again!” you seethe and storm off to the bedroom only letting yourself cry when you hear the front door slam.

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Headcanon: MMFR and Fallout are the same world

So I noticed there are a lot of parallels between Mad Max and Fallout’s universes. It’s actually uncanny. I was talking about this with what-a-nuxy-day earlier.

So MMFR’s cars are all no newer in model year than ~1975 (Max’s Pursuit Special is a modified 1973 Falcon XB, the Gigahorse is made from two 1959 Coupe de Villes stacked on top of each other, etc.). This parallels with Fallout’s “atompunk” 1950s aesthetic; various Corvegas, Fallout 2′s Chryslus Highwayman, and others all look like they’re from the 50s. Now, Fallout does this because it’s an atompunk world, inspired by the aesthetic of low-grade 1950s science fiction, but why would Mad Max do it? Perhaps because immediately before the nuclear exchange that killed the world, that was the aesthetic in cars.

The oil and water wars mentioned at the start of MMFR are most definitely the Resource Wars of the 2050s and 60s, which led up to the Great War of 2077. There aren’t any mentions of the combatants, but we can infer that the United States and NATO were one side, and another “proper superpower” was the other–Fallout’s Red China. It would also explain the native Russian-speaking Buzzards; Russians in the Fallout timeline are the “good” communists that we more or less get along with despite differing ideologies. These Russian speakers may have been immigrants, tourists, or ambassadors from the friendlier USSR.

The nuclear exchange, naturally, parallels the Great War of 2077; that much is obvious. The Wives’ vault at the Citadel may well have been an actual Vault–that is, a premade fallout shelter, built by a private citizen in this case rather than by Vault-Tec and the U.S. Government. I see no other reasonable explanation for the presence of a reinforced bank vault door in a several-hundred-meter-tall rock formation.

Now let’s look at Fallout. Fallout has always had references–or shall we say parallels–to Mad Max. The Leather Armor sets resemble Max’s MFP leathers from Road Warrior, as do the sawn-off shotguns. The dogs in Fallout appear to be mutts with a heavy influence from the Australian cattle dogs that Rockatansky would be familiar with; perhaps Australian Cattle Dogs have some genetic predisposition that facilitates survival in a post-nuclear wasteland in this universe, explaining their presence in Australia, the Mojave, and in the District of Columbia. Speaking of, the children of Little Lamplight have a few special mentions. They use the phrase “humungus”, a reference to Lord Humungus from MMRW. The town mayor, Macready, wears the same outfit as the pilot’s kid in Thunderdome; the fighting arena in Pittsburgh resembles Thunderdome itself. And, of course, there is a random encounter in Fallout 1 with a man named Mel, dressed in MFP leathers, who threatens you with an (unloaded) sawn-off shotgun–just like Max in MMRW.

In the nighttime rest scene, Toast (I think it was Toast) displays some knowledge of what satellites are, and how they used to bounce messages across the world. Fallout 3 reveals that some of those satellites are still flying–particularly military satellites. Thought that bore mentioning.

Conclusion: Mad Max and Fallout are the same wasteland. The salt flats are not endless, they end at the (receded) shores of the Pacific Ocean, and at some point, Max will cross that ocean himself to appear in the Core Region of Fallout 1 and inspire thousands to wear his armor and carry his weapons.

xanzs asked:

So ummm.... Gives all the AH babies SUgar *shoves madking in room with em and locks it* if that scenario happened.. what would happen?

Geoff was on his way to the kitchen to grab a beer for himself when he paused noticing a lot of Gavins clustered outside the door to one of the storage rooms. He wandered over and asked loudly “What are you boys up to?” He snickered as they all jumped and 5 sets of eyes looked at him guiltily.

“Ummm well you see Geoff…” Gavin started. Bird Gavin said “Some fan sent in a bunch of candy for the kids…” Spooky Gavin added “And Mad King was being a right tosser to Mad Scientist Rye and Vagabond in the box…” 

Geoff’s heart started to sink as their words registered.

Meanwhile, King Gavin continued “So we put Mad King into the closet to keep him out of trouble.” FAHC Gavin piped up “And the kids started acting like little pricks,” Gavin concluded smiling sheepishly “So we locked the kids in the closet too…”

Geoff stared at the 5 nervous Brits before screaming, his voice echoing around Stage 5 “YOU FUCKERS DID WHAT?!?”
The Mad King watched unamused as the younger versions of the Lads and the other people of his world started kicking up a fuss over their lack of sugary treats. Teen Ryan sat on a box next to him and sighed “I warned the Gavins not to give them candy but did they listen? No. No one ever listens to Ryan…” 

Mad King smirked at his sullen expression and asked “Is candy really that precious to these young ones?” Teen Ryan nodded “Yeah they’ll do pretty much anything for some…Why?” 

He grinned and said turning to the fussy kids “Children. Do you desire more candy?” 

Instantly he had the attention of 9 children staring at him and Teen Ryan. Teen Ryan looked nervous as Baby Michael demanded “You got more candy?” 

Mad King smiled and put his hands together. They glowed red and when he shifted his hands so that they were cupped in front of him, they were filled to the point of overflowing with various types of candy.

They swarmed him in moments grabbing for the candies. “Wait.” Mad King ordered as they started to snatch the candies from his hands. The children froze as he said “I’ll give you candy every day if, and only if, you do whatever I say. Deal?”

9 little heads bobbed in agreement.

The Mad King laughed softly at them as they took the candies from his hands. Teen Ryan worriedly asked “Those aren’t…?” He finished “Poison? No. Nor are they cursed in any way, shape, or form.” 

He smiled at Teen Ryan, his eyes glinting mischeviously “The best way to gain control of any situation is to appear favorable to the other party, In this case, compared to the Geoff and Jack of your world, I am a lifesaver, providing them with what they desire.”

Teen Ryan looked interested “Does that go for getting Geoff and Jack to do things for me as well?” Mad King nodded “Do things for them that make you seem like a good child compared to these children and you’ll find that they’ll be more willing to let you do things you ordinarily would be unable to do.”

Teen Ryan grinned “That sounds fun.”

The Mad King rested a hand on his shoulder and grinned “It is indeed…”

Allies usually be like:

  • Let us be involved too! It’s not fair you’re leaving us out!
  • Guys look how supportive I am of the gays I have a rainbow icon
  • By the way like, I’m 100% straight I just want you to know that, no homo
  • Totally upset you won’t let me into your community, that’s discrimination!
  • Quite honestly I don’t know what you’re all so mad about? Shut up?
  • Allies! That’s us!! Hooray! We’re the best! 

anonymous asked:

I think the cast is one of the only good things of the movie. Except for Jim Carrey. I love him but he is a comedy actor. He made Count Olaf look funny, and he is not. I think he intended to give this actor-like feel to Count Olaf, but it really didn't work. What do you think? (Also, Liam Aiken should have worn glasses! Come on!)

Great points, volunteer! I think that that the actor-like feel was achieved, but that the character was written to be too comedic for Count Olaf in the first place. And casting a comedian to play him only made things worse!

And yes, there should have been glasses! Ugh, the movie makes me so mad…

anonymous asked:

Text blurb at getting mad at justin for being a little asshole to his bodyguard and having to fire him in public

(you said text blurb so i hope you meant blurb and not fake text but if you want a fake text too i can do that cause either one works)
ok so if you were with justin when that whole thing happened he would probably be getting frustrated bc paps were taking pictures of you guys and asking questions and he would just be getting mad about it but you didn’t expect him to say that to his bodyguard so so when you heard what he said you would probably look at him and be like what the fuck???? and you’d tell him he can’t say shit like that & that you don’t just fire people in pubic especially when there’s 50 million cameras around to witness him being an asshole and he’d just be like “i don’t care he should have been doing his job” and you’d just lecture him and explain to him why it’s not okay to be rude especially when everyone JUST stopped thinking he’s an cocky entitled asshole & that everyone makes mistakes it’s a part of life and he’d just be standing there like a little kid with his arms crossed probably making faces too (cause he seems like the type lol) and MAYBE he’d get a little mad at you for reprimanding him in public (ahhhh the irony) and MAYBE he’d say something about it like “ok can we talk about this later i don’t really appreciate being scolded by my girlfriend in public” and you’d just give him a look because that’s LITERALLY what he just did to his bodyguard and maybe he’d be mad for like 15 minutes tops but then he’d realize what you were saying and what he did so he’d apologize to his bodyguard and it’d just be one of those little tiny disagreements that happen in relationships it wouldn’t be a big fight or something it’d just be something tiny that blows over as quickly as it started

im so fucking disgusted right now literally everyone who defends fir-e e-mblem fate-s makes me want to throw up. especially when u fuckers have the mindset of “haha look at these whiny tumblr users who are mad that they dont get what they want!!!!! sorry games just cant appeal to u tumblrinas!!!!!!!” like have fun sitting on ur high horse and making fun of people complaining about the shitty portrayal of lgbt people, the completely unnecessary fanservice, and the option to romance a gay girl and “turn her straight”

Tuesday Morning didn’t disappoint. I was so mad when I missed out on this Clawdeen because I got the Spectra and Jinafire when they were in Justice but then when I went back for Clawdeen there wasn’t any :’( 

I don’t even have any Inner Monsters but I got that just for the outfit. I might see what it looks like on Mouscedes since I h8 her outfit. Even if it doesn’t work it was only $3 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ you can never have enough clothes, especially when Mattel refuses to make fashion packs.

fraeuleinjuhu tagged me to share the ten posts I’m proudest of sooo here we go!
(posts are not ranked)

1) this short story about two gay dorks summoning a demon

2) this thing has 100+ notes and is about boobs so yisss

3) poetry stuff

4) night watch gif sets

5) mad max makeup

6) this abarat graphic i swear there’s more to come

7) this fkn playlist + graphic look at it isn’t it prETTY

8) association graphic for my qpp

9) german writing idek what this is but i like it

10) one of the prettiest doodles I’ve ever made

and I tag elsinore-snores, mechanicalplants, mintyfreshmemes, tattoo-on-my-heart, and fuckityfardisgetinthetardis C:

anonymous asked:

Idk if you're into disney, let alone if you've seen Inside Out but I've been thinking a lot about it and im p convinced Riley the main human character is autistic. Or at least is neurodivergent in some way. Cuz. While like, EVERY other character it shows (even her own age group) has their emotions looking similar to the human (same hair styles, clothing styles, etc) Riley's are all different. And idk that just strikes me as having a different mind. What say you?

I haven’t seen the movie.

I really want to but I still haven’t seen Mad Max yet, so it’s down the list.

Anyone who has seen want to chip in?

(Preferably without spoilers, or like, spoilers under a cut)

So my dad took away my laptop because I wouldn’t give him the password. I wasn’t even allowed to type it in, he demanded to know the password to my personal computer because he thinks I’m “ doing things I’m not supposed to do. ” My sister is not, and never has been, held to the same standard when it came to passwords on her own phone etc. But my parents always suspect me of being “up to something” and will randomly ask to use my computer/ know the password, and when I say no, they get mad at me. In the past, they have taken away my devices and looked through them, which cased me a lot of anxiety and is part of the reason I don’t like it when people use my computer or go through the camera roll on my phone. Even as I type this, I’m being asked what I’m doing. If you think parents demanding to know the passwords to their child’s personal devices is a breach of privacy please reblog

The thing I love about having a relationship is that i enjoy exploring another mind, another perspective and other opinions.
Most people look for common interests in the people they wanna share the rest of their lives with. Me, I enjoy having differences, I enjoy arguing over the smallest things. I like to know the way he views everything and I like that we see things completely differently.
I like that maybe I’m the more expressive and I know how to put words into sentences, and how he has no clue what to say when he’s happy or no idea how to express his feelings when he’s mad.
I like how he’s more mature and how he knows how to deal with our issues more than I do, and how his advices are always on point, me? I can’t do that and that’s where I lose my words.
I like how he views music in a way I’d hate, music for him is all about the sounds and beats, music for me is all about lyrics and feelings. His favourite movies confuse me, and my favourite movies make him sick, but still I listen to his favourite songs and he doesn’t mind watching my favourite movie with me. I think this is true love, when despite the fact that we are completely different, we like knowing more and more about how each of us experience every little detail in life.
For me, similarities kill a real relationship. Differences bring it back to life. They give us the chance to understand how different every mind is and give us a look on how interestingly our brains work.

And no matter how wrong I think he might be, I’d still spend my whole life watching him speak his beliefs out to me. The excitement in his voice whenever he’s explaining why and how he believes in something I completely disagree on, makes me love him even more. Sometimes even if I could understand, I’d say I don’t just to hear him explain it one more time and watch the sparkle in his eyes.


Papercraft for spockandawe, of her beautiful illustration of Nux and Capable from ceruleancynic‘s fic Under the Curve (Witness Me).  

I cannot even begin to do this gorgeous piece justice, but I gave it my best. <3