though he was kinda dumb in this

anonymous asked:

1-5 w/Stanlon💖

1. Acts like they’re dying when they have a cold. 

Stan, he’s an over dramatic boy, but Mike doesn’t mind because even though Stan is whining and constantly taking shots of medicine, Mike is more than happy to spoil him and make him food to get him better

2. Gets mad at the TV and throws the remote. 

Stan, Mike is super calm when watching films but stan can’t stand it when characters make dumb mistakes, especially in horror movies, and he flips the fuck out every time. Mike kinda loves it though because it’s so out of character for Stan

3. Gets the worst road rage.

Once again, Stan. He has a lot of pent up rage and can’t stand it when people cut him off and Mike just turns the radio up louder so he doesn’t hear Stan’s yelling and cursing

4. Spends too much time in the bathroom on their phone. 

MIKE! He’s always looking through snapchat and instagram and talking to people he doesn’t realise how much time passes until stan is knocking on the door asking if he’s okay

5. Packs the whole closet for an overnight trip.

Honestly, both of them. Mike likes packing extra things just in case whereas Stan needs to bring as many things as possible ‘you can never be too sure Mike!’ ‘we’re going to the next town over stanley’

Jay Park as your Boyfriend~

- Cuddling, lots of cuddling 

- He loves holding you

- He would literally treat you like a queen 

- Sugar Daddy Jay 

- Just Daddy in general 

- Fights would be very rare 

- But when you have them, he tends to say some dumb shit

- But apologizes quickly

- There’s no such thing as personal space at night 

- He would be really clingy when sick or sad 

- He may seem like a player, but you would be his absolute weak spot 

- He would take you to his concerts 

- I kinda see him as the possessive kind of person when drunk

- Buys you everything you want

- Plays with your hair, and lets you play with his


- Dances with you

- Showers with you

- He gets really jealous, even though he knows you’d never leave

- Always touching you in some way

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every big brother cast

in honor of the new season of big brother i decided to make this post detailing who is in the cast each season

Loud  ™

Average white guy. Louder than everyone else. Makes an all guys alliance on the first day but no one sees him as a threat. Everyone listens to him for some reason. He’ll be booted off in a few weeks but isn’t seen as a failure. Had a showmance with a girl he doesn’t respect

Old  ™

Old man or woman. Only on the show so it doesn’t look like a dating show. Booted off in the first few weeks and everyone who voted for him to go cries anyway because they were “best friends”. They’ll be missed. Not really.

Gay  ™

All he talks about is being gay. The straight guys are friends with him to look accepting but talk shit about him behind his back. He’s also friends with all the girls which is why he stays in the game for so long. Acts dumb but actually has a strategy, to the surprise of all the straight people. Kind of racist.

The Single Mom  ™

Hot. Won’t have a showmance but she’ll come close. Playing for her kids. Talks about them a lot but it never makes it into the show. Everyone will call her kids ugly behind her back. Makes it to jury even though she didn’t have a very good strategy. 

The Lesbian  ™

Has no strategy. Makes you wonder why she’s here. All the girls think she’s flirting with them even though she’s not. Tries to be one of the guys but they’re all uncomfortable around her. Doesn’t make it to jury and has no friends. She gained some twitter followers though and exposes all the houseguests after she leaves.

Country Bumpkins  ™

Really annoying but no one thinks so. Makes it into like 1000 alliances. Everyone finds out halfway through the season that they’re racist and is somehow surprised. The girl is always in a showmance and wins a lot of competitions. The guy is really close with all the other guys and he saves the girl he likes from eviction like once. That’s it. Also what is loyalty? They’ve never heard of it.

The Minorities  ™

Only on the show so Big Brother doesn’t seem racist. Really religious. Has a touching backstory. The girl is always Sassy and is seen as a threat though no one will admit why. Can’t catch a break. Have to fight their way to jury because they’re always on the block. 

Unemployed  ™

Kinda ugly. Easygoing. Just lost his job. Lives with his mom. In a lot of alliances. Everyone sees him as a threat for some reason (he’s really dumb but no one thinks so). Somehow lands a showmance with a cute girl. Doesn’t make it to the end but comes close.

The Superfan  ™

Youngest one in the cast. Seen as a threat the first week but then everyone forgets about him. One of the only people who knows what’s going on. Good at mental competitions/challenges. If he doesn’t win he comes really close. 

Girl With Makeup  ™

Everyone hates her because she’s pretty. None of her houseguests respect her. She’d have a good game if literally anyone would make an alliance with her. Gets pretty far because of a showmance. 

Mr. Exercise   ™

Works out. Really dumb. Flirts with everyone. Has zero strategy, his Boys carry him through the game. Has a showmance that no one cares about but the girl will make it further because of him. Talks to the cameras on the live feed. Loves his mom.

The Pawn  ™

Average guy. Does everything his boys asks him to. On the block every week but never goes home, at least until the end of the season. The other side of the house will tell him he’s being used to get his vote but he won’t believe them. Wins one HOH and his Boys make all the decisions anyway. Probably in a showmance but backstabs her without a second thought. Definitely not a fan favorite. 

Quirky  ™ (aka She Wears Glasses  ™)

Won’t stop following the guys around but constantly talks about Girl Power. Has two friends. She makes everyone uncomfortable but stays around because she wins a few competitions. Makes it to jury and the fans kind of like her even though she won’t win fan favorite. Her game is really messy which is why she doesn’t win. Can’t keep a secret. 


one of them is Very Italian and won’t stop talking about it. One of them is related to a past houseguest. One of the girls won’t stop crying. One of the guys call all the girls “too emotional” but has a literal mental breakdown.

Ugh [Peter Parker] [Soulmate AU]

Originally posted by red-hoocl

Pairing: Peter Parker x Female!Reader [Female pronouns are used but not much]

Warnings: Cursing, Mentions of Pain [and Satans Waterfall] etc

Summary: Everyone has a soulmate, but they’re all tied to them differently. Some people have tattoos, others have counters or red strings. You? You can feel the pain your soulmate feels. Any bruises or cuts they receive appear on your body. Other people have this kind of tie to their soulmates too, it was just rare and it seems like you’ve got a bad one. Your soulmate is constantly getting injured and it’s driving you insane!


Pain. That was the most common thing your soulmate had you feeling- though, it was usually at ungodly hours of the night. You wondered what he could possibly be doing to have you waking up at three in the morning, fighting back a scream. Was he some sort of thug? Did he get into fights at three in the morning just because? Some nights were worse than others- and just a few weeks ago, it felt like you were being crushed by something. It terrified you because it felt like your soulmate was going to die- but then the crushing feeling stopped. You thought that’d be the end of it- but then it felt like you were falling and then crashing to the ground. You must’ve screamed all night that night.

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You hold galaxies in your heart.

Yet, such a small speck of dust in this vast universe. Such an insignificant little speck that has done so fucking much. So much to people he’ll meet and never meet. So much to people who stay and go. So much to those who’ve passed and those who still keep kicking. 

I cannot thank him enough for everything he has done. And I know he’ll blow that off, that we are the real life changers. But I’m serious. He has done so much for us. He’s helped so damn much. So much that can’t be explained in just words. While the birthday piece isn’t the best I can do, it sure is a step. I’ve come so far because of him. Drowning out reality and quelling my anxiety with him. Drawing his big dumb face nearly everyday for over a YEAR. And he’s brought me so far, without even being near me. Helping me, and I’m sure other people, become better. I know he has so much impact on other people all the same. I know he knows that, but I want him to really fucking know that.

I will keep it short though, since this is already kinda long. Happy birthday, Mark. You’re an old man now. And thank you, for everything you do. I hope your birthday is going swell!

edit: i forgot to mention! i’ll be getting a tattoo inspired by you at some point in the future!. yeah.

Full credit to @butteredonions for the inspiration for the backstory to this piece (sorry about the delay, Onions!)

“You used to be my hero, you know. It took a long time to let go of that image.”

Lance says it with a little laugh, head tilted towards the stars. Shiro turns his gaze away. He’d ask why they didn’t send Keith, but he figures he knows. This is his punishment. Turning a weapon on a guest isn’t very paladin-like — isn’t very heroic.

“Bet I helped with that,” he says.

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anonymous asked:

You get to choose--the ancient Greek gods are real, or the ancient Norse gods are real. Pick!

The ancient Norse gods, easy.

The ancient Greek gods, well… They kinda suck. I mean, I like some of them. But Zeus sucks. Apollo is so much ego. Hephestus is cool but gets treated like crap. Hera deserves better. Hermes is kind of a terrible trickster god, as they go. Like, for the pantheon that we hear a lot about, they’re not that interesting to me?

Now, the Norse gods… Odin freaking cut out his eye for all sorts of wisdom and coolness. Thor’s kind of a dumb, lovable jock. There’s the whole deal with the valkyries, and I love that Freya gets first pick with the rest going to Odin. Loki is twice as clever as anyone around, though that’s only half as clever as he thinks he is, plus he’s way too fueled by his own spite. Sigyn’s whole story is kinda tragic. Tyr losing his hand to Fenrir is this whole moment of sacrifice and devotion to duty. Plus, I love me a tale of someone doomed to fight a battle that they know they’ll lose, but knowing that fighting it is the important part.

Anyway, yeah, so that’d be my pick.

Student killer (Batboys headcanon)

Requested: Yes
Request:  So Batboys S/O is university student. How batboys would react upon finding out that S/O’s campus is plagued by alleged serial killer who’s targeting students? (kinda like in Scream Queens)


  • Much like Jason he will be your bodyguard for the time being
  • but you aren’t advised to go when he can’t come with
  • He can’t lose you to some dumb villain
  • Since he’s working with the police
  • He know’s all the details about the alleged murders
  • So he’s already aware before you are
  • He know’s what to look for and what to protect you from
  • But it’s kinda nice to have him around all the time
  • Carries your bag and all that :D  


  • Guess who has an heavily armed bodyguard wherever you go
  • You do
  • Even though he was trying to talk you out of going
  • but since you didn’t budge he has no other choice
  • Literally sits with you in all your lectures
  • glares at anyone that looks at you the wrong way
  • won’t even let your friends anywhere near you
  • unless he knows them well


  • Tim finds the best possible route you could take to avoid risk
  • That is of course if he can’t come with you
  • Gives your a can of pepper spray and a taser
  • Just in case
  • You never know where evil might lurk 
  • tried to convince you that he could teach you at home
  • but you still needed the attendance 
  • so that was a no


  • You think you’re going to school while that shit is going down?
  • haha cute
  • You tried to argue with him, you truly did, but as we all know, there’s no use in trying with him
  • He will have the lecturers come to you instead
  • It’s safer
  • Hella mad if you knew for a while but didn’t tell him
  • It drives him insane that you would put yourself under such risk
  • Probably won’t let you go even after it all cools down
  • He loves you too much


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who gave these jedi cellphones

Ahsoka: Mainly uses it for selfies, workout apps, and asking siri to explain certain terms/swears Anakin and Obiwan tend to throw around when they think she isn’t listening. Has an always open group chat with all her clone bros of the 501st and the Wolf Pack.

Barriss: “it is a Work Phone AHSOKA, please do not download Bejeweled for me!” It’s a work phone. 80% percent of her call history is Luminara, though Ahsoka is making an effort to overtake that. She is constantly on the Jedi High Council forums reading updates and downloading new e-files to read from the Archives. 

Anakin: A chat log with Padme that he should definitely 100% delete. Also a group chat with the 501st. A chat log with the Chancellor that he should also mayyyybe delete? or keep?? it could serve as useful evidence one day??? A message from Obiwan that he looked at 3 days ago but hasn’t answered.

Obiwan: Usually has it on silent or vibrate but his ringtone for Anakin is a blaring alarm. “It’s a work phone” he assures himself as he stalks his former padawan’s Space Facebook/Instagram/Twitter feed. Space Google searches for certain terms/swears Anakin uses on his various accounts.

Luminara: It’s a work phone, and it certainly looks like it except for the small cache of baby pictures of Barriss Offee… And a chat log shared between her, Obiwan, and Shaak Ti in which they talk shit (which she meticulously scrubs her phone of after each session).

Shaak Ti: Stealth selfies. Many MANY pictures of clone children. For documentation purposes? Maybe, but she also has a group photo of one squad of tykes as her lock screen. Refuses to call it a work phone because she likes to keep it loose and breezy like that.

Aayla: 50% bad dad jokes Vos sends her. 30% awkward but sweet flirting between her and Kit (should probably delete that…). Also a Pintrest that is mostly food pics/recipes and searches for good restaurants in the area.

Yoda: Hasn’t been charged in years. He kinda hates doesn’t like using it. Mace will update him anyways.

Mace: Mostly uses it to update Yoda on what everyone is up to. Also panoramic pics of the Coruscant skyline taken from the council chamber while he was alone. An old search about Mandalorian culture and “Ritualistic Revenge Practices.”

Plo: Chat room he shares with Ahsoka and the Wolf Pack. Mainly uses it to keep in touch with his kids honestly, though there’s an old search about Force Lightning.


Request: can i have an archie imagine where Chuck slut shames you but archie stands up for you? Your writing is really good btw!
A/N: feels real good to be back in the swing of writing things!  this is a short and sweet one.  hope you all enjoy.

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Word count: 636 words

Warnings: brief fight mention, general slut shaming, unwanted advances

Originally posted by riverdales-daily

You had known after one date with Chuck Clayton that it was a mistake.  He had tried to make our with you in public after being with you for less than two hours.  Not even like you two got along great or anything… “We just clicked, I thought,” he had tried to say, but he was obviously embarrassed at your decline.  

This had been the first week of your sophomore, but luckily he was embarrassed enough to lay off.  But when you started dating your best friend Archie, it all changed.  

It started with the whispering in the halls.

“Y/N just hooked up with Chuck just last week…”

“Hard to keep your legs closed for too long, huh?”

And the comments only got more vulgar over time.  Apparently Archie had heard it through the steam in the locker room, bringing it up to you once.  You told him you could handle it, and he believed you.

But now we were going on week four of constant harassment, and it had spread beyond just gossip.  

“Y/N?” Blinking wildly to try to hide tears, you turned to look at Archie.  However, his eyes were on the little pieces of paper scattered all over the floor.  

Most likely to win the most likely to sleep with everyone in the school come June.

Got a thing for football players?  Or just the balls…

Hope Archie’s been tested already.

“Spent two hours with him… two hours.” You growled, grasping all the stupid papers off the floor and cramming them into the garbage.

“Y/N…” You turned to meet his eyes now.  “This has gone too far.”

“Just means he really wants me that bad is all… I’m over it.” By this time your tears were long gone, finally having had collected yourself.  “Willing to turn the whole school against me because I turned him down.  A real tragedy for his diary, truly.”

Archie gave you a sympathetic smile, placing his hands on your forearms.  He looked into your deep eyes, searching for something below the surface.  His eyebrows creased, nose twitching in anger.


“No,” he stopped you.  “I gave you time to handle this, but it’s ridiculous now.  If you’re not going to defend yourself looks like I’m going to have to.”

“What do you mean?” You looked back up to him, finding him storming off in the opposite direction.  “Archie!” He disappeared behind the door of the locker room and you brought your trembling hands to your teeth, biting down on your nails in anxiety that he would do something stupid.  

After a few moments of rocking on your heels, you eventually heard loud grunts from inside the locker room.  And then, after a minute or so more, Archie stumbled out, holding his cheek in his hand.

“Y/N…” He trailed off, looking up to meet your saddened eyes.

You gasped, fingers gingerly tracing the darkening ring around his left eye.  “Archie what did you do?”

He seemed to lack confidence for a moment before meeting your eyes once again.  “The right thing.”


“No.  He has no right to say these things about you… to do these things to you.  He needs to get over you.  And now he will.” Archie hmph’ed and you reached forward.  He was surprised when your hands circled around his waist, face pressing against his chest.  “You’re not mad?”

“I’m kinda pissed,” you murmured into the soft material of his baseball tee, him laughing into your hair.  “But you were doing it to defend me.  And though I asked you not to, because I can handle myself, Archie Andrews.  Don’t ever mix that up.  You did it anyway… to do what you could to help me out.”

You could feel him smile as he moved down to kiss your forehead.  “Always.”

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Pairing: Prinxiety (kind of Logicality too)

Warnings: Panic attack mention, partying, drugs and alcohol mention, swearing, one-sentence car crash mention, verbal fighting and general tension (between step father and son). Let me know if you need anything else tagged!

Word count: 2879 (holy cow I got carried away)

Notes: Bold text represents text messages.  Human AU, Ann and Roman are seniors in high school, you’ll figure out the rest lol.

Ann: I feel like I’m gonna have a panic attack. Can you pick me up?

Dad: I’m so sorry kiddo, I’m out right now :(  Your dad’s home though, try texting him. Go outside and get a breath of fresh air.  Stay calm and think about cute puppies!!  LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!! ❤️❤️❤️


Ann: Pick me up

Logan: On my way

Ann stood in the corner of the room, boxed in by the smell of alcohol and the sound of ear-piercing music shaking the floorboards.  A cloud of smoke hung on the ceiling and the whole room smelled like sweat and drugs.  He squeezed through the mob of people grinding on each other and made his way out the front door.  The fresh air was a delightful change from the stuffy atmosphere inside.  The dark sky was filled with stars that he got lost in for a moment before snapping out of it and realizing he looked like an idiot, standing alone, staring at the sky.  As he pulled out his phone and tapped open Tumblr, he heard a distant voice calling his name.  “Sanders!  What’s goin’ on, man?”

He spun around to see a the host of the party jogging towards him, a blunt in one hand and a red solo cup in the other.  He wore a white t-shirt and a red leather jacket, with black pants and black converse. A smile flashed across his face as he made eye contact with Ann, who immediately looked to the ground.  Roman was always bugging him like this.

They were two completely different people.  Ann was shy and introverted and Roman was the typical extroverted stud that everyone had a crush on.  Including Ann.  But he’d never admit it.  Roman was kind of an asshole, and didn’t really care about anyone but himself.  He always soaked up the attention he was handed and let it go straight to his head.

When Ann looked up again, he was standing in front of him, swallowing a sip of his drink.  “Dude, what’s up?  Why’d you go outside?”

“I just needed some fresh air.  I think I’m gonna head out if that’s okay.”

Roman gasped and responded, “What?  No!  Why?”

“It’s really late and… I’m tired.”  When Roman’s expression didn’t change, he added, “And I have work tomorrow.”  He didn’t have a job, but Roman was too self-absorbed (and probably intoxicated) to realize it.

“Aw man, well thanks for coming!  I’ll see you Monday, alright?”

“Alright,” he mumbled.  Roman wrapped him in a hug which Ann felt strange about.  Roman was really big on physical contact and Ann was not at all.  But he let it happen, because he never really minded when Roman hugged him.  He just didn’t really hug back.

“Peace out,” Roman said, turning and strutting back into the house; Ann watched him walk away and wished he was brave enough to admit his feelings, but knew he never would be.  Just as Roman shut the door behind him, Logan pulled up and gave the horn a light tap, making Ann jolt and turn around quickly.  He sauntered over to the car, eyes now on his phone, purposefully avoiding eye contact with his… whatever.

As Ann opened the passenger door and hopped in, Logan said, “Hello there.  How was it?”

“Not fun,” came the mumbled response.  What did he expect?

“Would you like to… elaborate on that?”  The other asked, putting his foot on the pedal and driving away.

“Not exactly.”

They sat in silence for a moment before Logan sniffed and said “Is that alcohol?  Do I smell alcohol?”  Ann said nothing.  “Were you drinking?”

“No, Logan, I don’t drink.  That shit’s gross.”

“Watch it.”

“Fuck you,” Ann spat back.

Logan turned a sharp corner and nearly crashed the car.  “Ann!  I said watch the language!”

“You’re not my fucking mother!”  Ann yelled.

“No, of course not, but I am your father.  I said watch your language, you watch your language.”  Logan tried to gain composure and control on the situation, but his teenage son was ruthless and never knew when to quit.

“Oh shut the fuck up, you’re not that either.”

Logan gripped his steering wheel harder, making his hands go pale.  They both sat in heavy silence for the rest of the drive, with the echo of those words remaining in the car even after they got out.

Ann slammed the door behind him and stormed inside, eyes still on his phone, which was now open on the chat between him and his dad.  The one that cared.

Ann: When are you getting home

Dad: Should be another few hours.  We’re short staffed so I have to stay overtime.  One of the other nurses had a family emergency.  I’m so so so sorry kiddo.  Is everything okay???

Ann: You have a family emergency too, your son feels like shit and hates that prick you married.

Dad: I know you two don’t get along well but there’s no need to say it like that.  I married Logan because I love him, simple as that.  I have to go now but I love you so much and everything will be okay.  I promise!!! I LOVE YOU!

Ann slammed his bedroom door and flopped onto his bed with an angry grunt.  Everything would not be okay.  Logan was being a garbage human as always, and his dad- the only person that ever seemed to care about him- was gonna be out for “another few hours”.

His phone buzzed next to him three more times, but it was just three pictures of dogs his dad had sent.  He rolled his eyes and turned to his side to hug his knees.

Once more his phone buzzed and he figured it was another dog picture, so he didn’t budge.  Then he got a phone call.

Roman’s name and picture lit up his screen and Ann’s heart stopped.  Roman never called him.  They rarely even texted unless it was about the homework.  He waited a second and then picked up the phone.


“Sanders!  Oh my god, I don’t blame you for leaving honestly, this party blows.”

“Roman, it’s… it’s your party.”

“Yeah and it sucks!  I just walked into the bathroom to see two people making out on the floor.  The floor.  How nasty is that?”

Ann cracked a slight smile, partly because he was glad he’d gotten out of there, and partly because it was so strange hearing that Roman was having a bad time at his own party.

“You know, you’ve been there before.”

“Oh shit really?  I’ve made out with someone on my bathroom floor?”

“You’ve made out with lots of people on lots of floors.”  Ann smiled a bit more at the sound of Roman’s melodic laugh.

“Yeah, sounds like me.”

They were silent for a moment, which Ann hated because it usually meant he’d done something wrong.  At least with Logan it did.  But then Roman spoke again.

“What are you up to right now?  Do you wanna go somewhere?  I know it’s late so it’s fine if-”

“Let’s meet at the park.”

Ann lived right by Nye Park where he often retreated to get some alone time.  It was so easy to sneak out his first floor window and walk down the street a bit whenever he needed some peace and quiet.

When he approached his favorite bench, Roman was already leaned against it, staring at his phone.  At the sound of footsteps he looked up, and Ann could see him smiling in the faint glow of the moonlight.  “Sanders, you made it,” he said, tucking his phone into his back pocket.

“Yeah, I live down the street.  How’d you get here so fast?”

“I drove.”

“But you were… weren’t you drinking?  And smoking?”

Roman chuckled and shook his head.  “That was water, man.  And that wasn’t weed.  Wanna know what was in it?”

“Yeah,” Ann mumbled.

“Oregano,” he responded with a laugh.  “I don’t drink or smoke or anything.  Wouldn’t wanna damage these pipes.”  He pointed to his throat.

“Oh right, I forgot you’re, like, a musical theater kid.  You seem more of a jock than anything else.  But I guess you just do it all, don’t you?”

Roman smiled and plopped down on the bench.  “Maybe not all.  But most.”  Ann fought the urge to roll his eyes at his arrogance and sat down next to him.  “Volleyball and lacrosse started as more of a hobby than an actual passion of mine, but people liked it and I guess I thought it was okay, so I stuck with it.  Theater will always have my heart though.”

Ann nodded, but Roman didn’t see.  He was staring up at the starry sky just like Ann had been earlier.  It made him feel less like a geek seeing someone like Roman getting lost in the stars like he so often did.

“If you don’t drink or smoke,” Ann quietly said, “then why do you pretend to?  It doesn’t make you any cooler, you know.  You just look… It makes you look kinda dumb, honestly.  No offense.”

Roman chuckled softly and thought for a moment.  “You’re right.  I do look dumb.”

“So then, why-”

“It’s an image thing.  Everyone sees me as this cool guy, this jock, this… I don’t even know what people say about me anymore.  But I took that and I went with it.  People seemed to like that version of me, I guess.  Nobody really likes the theater kid.  So I get to be a little bit of both, and then everybody loves me.  You know what I mean?”

He looked to Ann who was staring at the ground listening to him speak.  He knew exactly what he meant.  Ann was sort of, as some people liked to call him, emo.  Sure, he could be a little angsty at times, but he was 17 and that was normal.  It seemed like people saw his black and grey clothes and slapped that label on him without a second thought.  Everyone saw him as the emo kid.  One time he was introduced to a friend of a friend and they said something along the lines of, “Oh, you’re Ann?  I know you, you’re the emo kid!”  He hated it, but there wasn’t much he could (or wanted to) do.  He became the image that everyone insisted on seeing him as, because why try to fight it?  He started smudging black eyeliner and eyeshadow under his eyes every morning, wearing his bangs in front of his face, keeping to himself mostly- but that wasn’t too different from usual.  Nobody really likes the emo kid.

After a long moment of silence Ann responded, “Yeah.  I get that.”  He was going to leave it there, but he felt like he had to make Roman feel better.  He turned to face him and continued, “But you don’t have to be that if you don’t want to.  You don’t have to keep going with volleyball and lacrosse if you’re heart’s not in it, and you don’t have to pretend to drink or smoke and throw all these huge parties if that’s not who you are.  It’s pointless.  You’ll end up unhappy.  I mean, aren’t you unhappy?  I would be.  If I were pretending to be someone I’m not.”

Roman stared into his eyes, which were sparkling due to the light of the moon.  “I don’t know, Sanders.  I guess I’m… Well, I guess I could be happier.  But I still do theater and stuff.  It’s not like I’ve completely stopped.”

“You never talk about it, Roman.  I’ve never once heard you ask your douchey friends to come to a show you’ve been in or even mention that you’re in one at all.  Because you’re ashamed.  They’ve made you feel ashamed.”  Ann found that he was suddenly filled with bravery, and he was shocked at his ability to voice all these opinions so bluntly to Roman’s face.  He was nervous, but something about the darkness and the cool breeze and the bright stars made the whole thing a little bit more bearable.  “I’m not saying this to be mean, Roman.  I think you’re incredibly talented.  I know you know it, too.  But what’s the point in putting up this facade and making people love you for someone that isn’t even you?  People would love you just the same if you were honest.”  It was all coming out like word vomit, feelings he didn’t even know he had, or couldn’t process, and suddenly they were hanging there in the open air and nobody knew exactly what to do with them.  Not even Ann.  He looked to the ground and started fiddling with his hands.  Roman kept his gaze locked on the other.  “You know, I saw you in Cinderella a few months ago.  I didn’t go say hi afterwards because we weren’t really friends then- maybe we’re still not, I don’t know- but you were amazing.  Prince Charming was the perfect part for you.  I just wish your asshole friends could’ve been there to see how talented you are.  You’re on your way to Broadway, Roman.  As long as you don’t keep holding yourself back.”  He forced himself to stop talking, otherwise he would’ve gone on and on for longer than he should’ve.  Suddenly he felt a warm hand on his.  He stopped and looked up.  Roman was gazing at him with wonder in his eyes, and he nearly leaned in and kissed him.  Ann could feel it.  They were cut off abruptly when Ann’s phone buzzed.  He pulled it out of his sweatshirt pocket and gasped when he saw Logan’s name lighting up the screen.

“Oh, shit, Roman.  Shit shit shit shit.”

“Are you okay?”

“Shit shit shit shit shit shit-”

“Okay, whoa, what’s going on?  Is everything okay?”

“It’s Logan.  My step dad.  He probably went up to my room and… Fuck, he’s gonna be so mad at me, I… I have to go, I’m so sorry.”

Ann frantically stood up, turned, and went to answer the call but was stopped by Roman’s hand on his shoulder.  “Sanders, wait, could you just stay one more second?  A second is all I need, I just want to-”

Before he could finish his sentence, Ann spun around and kissed him.  Roman gasped and couldn’t fully process what was happening.  It was brief but sweet; it felt like someone had taken the dust from the stars above them and sprinkled it over Nye Park.  It felt like heaven.  It felt like everything he’d been waiting for.  Ann pulled away after a moment, his heart was fluttering, and in the quiet of the dark night, he could hear Roman’s doing the same.  He wanted to say something.  He wanted to tell him that he’s not the douchebag he thought he was- or everyone thought he was- and that he’s lovely and kind and talented but all the words were stuck in his throat so he swallowed them with a gulp.  Roman was in awe.  This boy- this boy he thought was just a stereotypical angsty teen- had so many different layers to him that he’d never seen before.  Roman never opened up to anyone, but the moment Ann started opening up he returned the favor with ease, as if it’s something they’d done a thousand times before.

Suddenly Roman pulled Ann in and kissed him again.  One hand gently held the back of his head and the other moved to rest on his waist.  Roman smiled into the kiss, which made Ann smile too, and they paused for a moment, lips a hair apart, smiling and sometimes even giggling softly.  It went back and forth like this; they’d kiss until they both found themselves smiling too hard to keep going, and broke for a brief moment.  They broke away a final time and Ann said, “This is… you are… amazing.  But I need to go if I don’t wanna get murdered.  Which I don’t.”

Roman laughed softly.  “Go.  I don’t want that either.  I’d very much prefer it if you stayed alive.”

Ann smiled.  Wordlessly, he turned and walked away.

“Sanders!” Roman called after him.  You could practically hear him beaming from the way he spoke.  Ann turned around and started walking backwards as Roman continued.  “When can I see you again?”

“Whenever you call!” Ann yelled back, his red cheeks masked by the dark night.

Roman laughed.  It sounded just as beautiful as when he sang.  “Then I’ll call!”

Ann smiled harder than he had in months.  “You better!” He turned again and kept walking.  He brought his hand up to his forehead for a moment, laughing because he couldn’t contain his joy.  Suddenly he didn’t care that he’d have to go face Logan, that he was probably gonna be in huge trouble, that his dad wasn’t gonna be home for a few more hours; he didn’t care anymore.

The cold night and the boy he’d kissed left goosebumps on his skin.  His bright smile matched the moon which hung low and greeted him with grace.  The stars danced in the black sky and he tilted his head to stare in awe as they sparkled.

He didn’t feel so strange anymore, staring at the sky.  

127 + ten & jeno react to falling in love at first sight



Originally posted by 1aeil

  • honestly,, he’s so in awe 
  • he knew things like this happened, but he never thought it’d happen to him 
  • he’ll get so giddy about it, but hella flustered 
  • it’ll take a lot of courage to go up to you, i feel 
  • because taeil will just be so !!!!!! about it 
  • biggest heart eyes u’ve ever seen tbh 


Originally posted by nctaezen

  • mouth drops open 
  • system error, taeyong is broken 
  • you’ll end up coming over when u see him and u’ll be like,,, 
  • “yo bro, u good?… shut ur mouth ur gonna end up choking on a bug or something” 
  • this just makes him implode more tbh 
  • it’s just gonna be hilarious to whoever he is with at the time (,,one of the other members?)


Originally posted by dimplesjae

  • one of the more casual ones tbh 
  • Smooth As Fuck 
  • he’ll be clever though, strike up a conversation with you about something youre doing or something around yall 
  • like,, it might seem really dumb at the time (his conversation starter) and u might be like????
  • but Yo it all works out dont worry 


Originally posted by nflyinqs

  • greasy as hell but pulls it off??
  • comes across kinda cute??
  • That’s Yuta! 
  • bless him,, he’ll be a bit like Woah at first 
  • he’s never?? felt anything like this before 
  • but Wowza does he want to pursue it n thts why he goes over to u and thts why it’s the start of something Beautiful 


Originally posted by mvpgyu

  • serious doyoung time 
  • gets a bit… flustered 
  • giggly Bro 
  • oh yeah he’ll go up to you,, he just needs some coaxing from whoever he is with at the time 
  • “DOYOUNG,, if u dont go up to them then you could let the Love Of Your Life pass through ur fingers. do you wanna do that???” 
  • “SHIT ok im gone.” 


Originally posted by toasthyun

  • uhhhhh 
  • does the same as taeyong tbh 
  • but recovers faster and goes up to u 
  • all smiles n shit 
  • does he even need to say anything for you to reciprocate the feeling??? 
  • no, i dont think so 
  • Job Done, Well Done Ten 


Originally posted by blackgirlslovebts

  • oh lord,, jaehyun will get shy and blushy as hell 
  • Cutie. 
  • no doubt, he’ll approach you 
  • But. 
  • he’ll have that Dumb smile on his face,, dimples out Ugh 
  • he’ll try and talk to you, but end up interrupting himself with giggles of embarrassment,, all in all hes just really SWEET about it 


Originally posted by nctinfo

  • what a sweet bub 
  • he’ll struggle to force himself to go up to you tbh 
  • so what’ll happen is 
  • he will make whoever he is with at said time go up to u instead 
  • and take it from there 
  • he’ll be so shy but it’ll be so cute,,, 


Originally posted by dovounq

  • honestly? 
  • he won’t believe what is happening is real life 
  • never having seen anyone so beautiful and celestial,, 
  • he honestly just doesn’t believe it 
  • the whole going up to u thing will take a while, he’ll probably end up leaving it and hoping to god and everything mighty that u two bump into each other again 
  • and if you do, then he will approach you 


Originally posted by jeongyunos

  • tries to act cool 
  • probably fails because he’s all !!! about the situation 
  • though, this failure will come of as somewhat cute from your perspective 
  • cause its like 
  • aw he tried 
  • bless his lil cotton socks 


Originally posted by korean-coffee-prince

  • ya that ^ 
  • Cool Dude Hyuck tho wow 
  • he tries his best and lets put it this way 
  • he doesn’t Fail 
  • with the whole falling in love at first sight thing,,, it’s a bit scary to him
  • so he’s gonna Take His Time 

anonymous asked:

No pressure at all, but I'd love to hear your thoughts on the new Google Feud video! I love your analyses so much, thank you!!! Personally, I loved it

thanks for the lovely way you asked this :’) wow you’re so sweet. i really did enjoy this video so much! got so many messages from people saying they found it really significant and ground-breaking in the level of flirtation and openness that dnp exhibited. i sort of disagree (i mean, halloween baking as well as some of the first few vids of gamingmas are going to be hard to top at least in my opinion, as far as flirty and sexual bants are concerned). but there were still some great moments here and couple genuinely thought-provoking ones. 

instead of grouping my thoughts into larger categories this time i’m just going to paste my notes here basically unfiltered bc my night sort of got derailed and i didn’t have time to turn this into something more coherent. but i feel like all of my opinions (probably more than i would share regularly) are covered here and there were so many good bits to discuss ahhhhhh: 

  • ‘google e’ bants: dan being rude af and phil finding a positive interpretation is this just persona-driven bants or really how they are idk anymore
  • the macaroon bants: thanks @ phil for knowing the difference between macaroons and macarons. dan’s voice was very natural and he seemed genuinely surprised they were out of the biscuits. phil says he ate all of them. again, something that on a macro level could be like a phil trope™ but seems like,, that’s just genuinely how he is. phil shutting dan up with a gentle shush. dan immediately falling silent. all of this is too good. also phil said it’s the last macaroon in “our house” and ik that’s old news but it doesn’t make it any less sweet to hear it.
  • phil automatically dragging dan for the dini spon “are we having plugs right now” it was so INSTINCTIVE he didn’t even miss a beat i was literally like :O ? ? ? ??? damn. and also i was v interested in dan’s retort about phil sponning merch? because ??? the merch is both of theirs? this makes it seem like it’s usually phil’s decision to advertise their merch at the end of videos and that’s FASCINATING to me because phil is also the one who seems to take the most initiative with sponning merch in live shows, with posting about sales and new stuff on twitter, with updating us on anything to do w their ticket sales and whatnot during the tour. so it frequently seems that phil has more interest in this more business-y side of their ventures but it was surprising to hear this subtle sort of confirmation of that fact from dan in this way
  • why was dan so insistent on typing?? ? like? what about that warranted all the sassy eye rolling and the “this guy is such a need.” also. he definitely said “need.” it didn’t sound like he had been on course to say “needy” but just cut it off prematurely. but then there’s a jump cut and i automatically imagined phil making fun of him for the word flub and goading him to finish the thought and there were probs some gross “you know you’re a needy bf u spoon” bants that we will never get to hear #rip
  • dan getting things wrong and IMMEDIATELY GOING ON RANTS ABOUT HOW THE GAME IS OBVIOUSLY FLAWED AND WRONG AND BULLSHIT has there ever been anything so typically dan (and phil respectfully trying his hardest not to call him out for how dumb his guesses are like bless him,,, tbh. “does it hurt to pull out hairs” dan wyd). it’s so captivating to me how consistently dan displays this need to never be wrong or mess up on things that he feels he should be good at and so when that happens here, he automatically blames the game instead of admitting that his guesses are kinda shit (though he does admit it one time when phil gets michael jackson and jordan, but that seemed more like an acknowledgment of how good phil is and that he’s bad in comparison, rather than bad in an absolute sense lol.
  • phil happily/comfortably saying “have sex” and “penis” and not being too weird about the word “bondage” all in one video. good. progress. 
  • MORE bAby TALK I WANT TO DIE? (phil guesses “how to raise a baby” and instead of just letting it go he immediately goes into the side comment about “how does anyone actually know how to raise a baby by the way? .. do you just learn it from mother nature?”) how many videos in a row are they going to talk about babies, mention babies, discuss the difficulties of raising babies??!?!?!?!? i’m having a hard time just chalking it up to coincidence at this point, i really wonder if they’ve been correlating the discussion of not being ready to have a dog to the discussion of not being ready to have children anytime in the foreseeable future??? i mean idk why they’d even entertain the idea at this point in their lives but it’s just weird to me that it’s come up sooooo much on dapg recently
  • dans cute flirty mocking and weird faces at phil throughout… 

when he guesses puppy based on phil’s guess of kitten and he makes this face:

then later makes this face:

  • in case anyone was in any sort of doubt, dan flirts like a fuckin five year old. 
  • the effort taken to clarify to anyone who still has any doubts that dan’s ‘anger’ and aggression in dapg vids and especially in competitive dapg vids is completely played up for the purposes of entertainment/comedy. the most interesting thing about this is comparing it to past instances of dan engaging with this topic. most recent was yesterday’s live show when he read out a message that said he was kind of mean in the quickdraw vid and his instinct was to mock them by going “oooooooooohhhhhh was i?” in the most sarcastic, biting tone i’ve heard from him in a while. it reminded me forcefully of the iconic vyou answer about him being mean to phil, when he was like “no. i’m not mean to phil, i’m never mean to phil. … this may not have occurred to you .. etc. etc.” and he’s super condescending and annoyed. on face value, it seems like in the little bit during today’s vid when they’re discussing it, he’s a lot chiller about it and he’s laughing as though to brush it off as just being humorous, even though clearly in the past it’s a topic that has annoyed or upset him. which actually brings me to the thing i found most fascinating about this scene: the JUMP CUT before it, and the sort of FORCED way in which phil says “chill out dan” which gives dan the cue to clarify the whole situation. it seems like a bit that was clearly planned/scripted based on these little details, which makes me wonder if something about the bants that precede it (when dan is making those cute mock-y faces at phil and is like ew i don’t even want the “crummy macaroon”) reminded dan of these comments about him being mean and then he brought it up to phil and asked if they could discuss it for a min before moving on. it seems likely to me that something like this happened, bc the exchange seems really disjointed from the scene before, idk!!!!!!! and if this is what happened, it just cements to me that as casual and amused as dan seemed while talking about it here, it’s clearly something that STILL UPSETS HIM otherwise he wouldn’t’ve randomly remembered it and asked to clarify it to the audience, and idk something about that makes me feel v warm like dan literally won’t tolerate people actually believing he’s angry at phil or mean to him even tho .. it’s obvious .. and poor boy really doesn’t need to go to all this effort to confirm that :( he’s cute and good :(
  • phil seemed to get mildly flustered by dan’s proximity when he’s all like “a bird? a bIRD?” bc he then just gets all high pitched and forgets grammar and goes “chickens is there so yeS that is a very popular question” like honey that barely made sense but ok u tried ur best
  • not even that important but it made me happy: dan reads “how to raise a boring girlfriend” and phil says “stop being mean significant others” and a few years ago phil the Heteronormative Icon would’ve most certainly said boyfriends there and he didn’t, he used a gender neutral term, and i felt years being added onto my lifespan
  • when dan says “blood pressure, they’re basically the same thing, i’m terrible” what the fuck is he talking about? is he saying that “raising an adult” whatever the hell that means, and raising blood pressure are basically the same thing? i don’t .. understand… i replayed that so many times and i still don’t get it
  • “kidnapping your senpai” comment. literal gold. the way dan looks at the camera then pointedly at phil. he wants us to have this one. your efforts have been recognized and much appreciated dan. dw.
  • “i don’t like screaming that often,” says dan. hm.
  • “what the fuck are you doing with babies and duct tape you creepy fucking weirdos,” says dan and i am having incredibly violent flashbacks to 2011-2012. like he literally sounds straight out of 6 years ago and it’s a bit wild.
  • and then obvi. the feeding scene. when they first showed the macaroon at the beginning i literally KNEW that it would only end in feeding (or, as a possible but less likely second option, the loser eating it before the winner can get it). so i was thoroughly unsurprised that it happened. once again, the thing that interested me was the CLEAR jump cut in the scene. so dan first says “i don’t want it. no phil! it’s the dan versus phil board. here we go,” and his hand with the macaroon starts moving towards phil’s mouth, and then the jump cut happens, and it’s like dan has started the feeding process OVER, bc the angle is totally diff, the framing is totally diff, and this time dan is giving the camera that weird stare:
  • INTERESTING. so to me this means they once again paused the scene to talk about what they were going to do, and they ended up doing something that was nearly an exact duplicate of this scene from the nov. 24 live show last year where dan feeds phil chocolate and hams it up big time for the camera and phil is basically like, “what are you doing” and dan verbatim replies “i’m feeding it to you” and idk it makes me wonder what their motivation is (or, i assume, *dan’s* motivation, bc it was dan’s idea in the live show to do this) to just redo this exact exchange for a wider audience?
  • to me that scene in the live show was a big step towards them acknowledging the sort of (romantic) things they obviously know the audience wants them to do and for them to tacitly tell us that maybe once in a while they will actually start to do them but not without a healthy accompanying dose of sarcasm and teasing us for being such trash that we could possibly get excited over something as banal as them feeding each other. it seemed like a BIG step to me at the time bc i was like, ok, here’s them basically telling us that they KNOW us and they hear us and they acknowledge that their boundaries on camera have been very strict and forced and they’re gonna start making some efforts to change that, but like also, we (the audience) won’t get off scot free in that transaction bc we deserve to be made fun of a bit too, for caring so much about such simple and objectively unexciting things. it’s ‘fan service’ to the extent that it is an acknowledgment of what the audience wants to see and of the fact that they have been holding it back for some time, but it’s genuine and brave in the sense of them showing us that they may take these steps and bend some boundaries now from time to time. and it seems like they HAVE to do it this way, with all the sarcasm and blatant stares into the camera, and either vocalized or implied “giving the people what they want” comments, in order to not ACTUALLY LITERALLY be accused of baiting/fan service. think about the tricky position they are in where even if they want to loosen boundaries and act more natural, literally everything they do gets scrutinized and becomes fodder for people to accuse them of faking shit in order to gain views. it seems the only way to stave it off is to make fun of it themselves and jump out ahead of that criticism. all in all, the exchange in this vid seemed to me like they made a conscious and somewhat premeditated effort to communicate something very similar, but this time for their dapg audience of 2.6M rather than the limited live show audience of some tens of thousands. that seems significant. i want to keep thinking about it forever

ahhhhh i’m sorry this is immense but like, who expected anything different???? what a gr8 vid, they keep giving me so much to think about. and they keep UPLOADING. JFC. it’s crazy! god bless the 2017 rebranding which seems to be all about flirting and softness and touching and phil being assertive and dan being petulant and both of them following through  more than i ever expected on their promise to re-commit and focus more on making youtube content. dnp r the only thing saving my 2017 lol <3 

anonymous asked:

you slipped on a patch of ice and i happened to be walking behind you and you fell into my arms wow you’re really attractive au - Holsom please :) :)

Adam Birkholtz has decided that he is a very lucky man.

He is lucky because he is very large. He is lucky because he is very strong. He is lucky because he has quick reflexes. He is lucky because he was all three of those things at the same time when a stranger walking in front of him slipped backwards on the ice, and Holster managed to catch him easily.

But mostly, Holster thinks, he is lucky because that stranger he caught was hot.

“Oh my God, I am, so, so sorry, dude,” the stranger had sputtered as Holster gently placed him back on his feet. “I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going, and I didn’t mean at all to–”

Holster laughed. “Chill, bro, it’s fine. No harm, no foul.” And that’s when he really looks at this guy, and he knows his poor bisexual heart has stopped dead.

He’s fucking beautiful is what he is. Jaw that could probably cut glass, short black hair and flawless dark skin, eyes that make Holster want to do corny shit like write poems about eyes. He’s tall, almost as tall as Holster is, and he’s built. And, Holster realizes as he watches the stranger bite his lip and stutter out an apology, he’s fucking adorable, too.

It’s not even fair.

Holster finally collects himself and stops staring, making himself focus on what Hot Stranger is actually saying. Something about coffee, and ruining his shoes, and that’s when he glances down at realizes that yeah, his beat-up gray sneakers have been soaked and are turning brown. Holster had been so distracted, he hadn’t even felt it. Hot Stranger is still apologizing.

“Seriously, I feel so awful, I should have been more careful, I can pay for a new pair, really, I swear–”

Holster cuts him off. “Dude, you are not paying for a pair of shoes. These were old as hell anyway, this’ll just give me, like, the incentive to actually go shopping for new ones.”

Hot Stranger frowns. “Still, please, there’s gotta be something I can do…”

Holster makes a lightning-quick calculation. He feels his face turning red, but he figures now is his best shot. “Well, um, maybe you can’t pay for a new pair of shoes, but I wouldn’t say no to coffee sometime?”

Hot Stranger’s eyes widen, and for a moment Holster is afraid he’s made a terrible mistake, but Hot Stranger speaks first. “Oh, wow, I mean…yeah, no, that’d be…that’d be really great, actually. Um. I could give you my number?”

Holster grins as he unlocks his phone and passes it over. “Yeah, sounds good, man.”

Hot Stranger’s fingers fly over the keyboard, entering his number, and after a few seconds he hands the phone back over. “I kinda have to get to class now. I’m in med school, actually, and they really, really don’t like it if you’re late. But, uh, it was really good meeting you! Catch you later. Well, I guess you actually, uh. Caught me already. I mean, literally. Um. See you later.”

Holster keeps grinning, even though he knows it probably looks dumb at this point. “You, too.”

Hot Stranger smiles nervously and turns around to finally go to class, and Holster knows that today is going to be a good day.

(Several feet down the sidewalk, Justin Oluransi has decided that he is a very lucky man.)

Like Canned Peaches- (NSFW Meihem)

“Brrrr! I get cold just lookin’ at ya!”

He’d waited hopefully for a response to his attempt at casual conversation, brows lifted as he stared intently at the irritated woman in the fluffy parka who was clearly doing her best not to pay any attention to him. He’d even offered his most winning smile, the kind with slightly less teeth, before she fully turned towards him and sternly pushed her glasses up with one gloved finger. Her adorable little lips had pursed as she lifted her nose in the air and finally, finally spoke directly to him.

“Then you should look somewhere else!”

That had been their first real interaction. Mei turned him down flat.

But then again, that had hardly been the first time Junkrat had been turned down flat by the object of his attentions. In fact, he was turned down flat most of the time, and knew the only solution was to keep trying. He’d made several attempts after that one, each just as unsuccessful as the last, and took increasingly desperate measures to make her look his way, maybe give him another irked scowl, or fling more of her mild insults at him. The accusations of being a horrible, no-good bully didn’t really bother him. He’d been called much worse than that over the years, with much more colorful junker vernacular. But he couldn’t help but notice that he was the only one in the entire group to earn that particular brand of ire. So, he figured that in his own strange way, he must have been special to her. And he liked that idea very much, being special to her.

She was everything unknown to him; she was quiet where he was loud, she was soft and curvy where he was gaunt skin and bones, she used ice just as he used fire, and she was softspoken and polite where he was raucous and blunt. She had little apple-cheeks that dimpled when she smiled, even if it was never at him, and her little giggles sounded like tinkling bells that could grab his attention even through the constant ringing in both his ears. She even smelled nice, from what he’d been able to whiff of her before her giant Russian brick shithouse of a friend had grabbed his head and thrown him in the opposite direction, like vanilla extract that came in those little bottles that smelled wonderful but didn’t taste so wonderful, or flowers he didn’t know the name of.

He’d never really seen a woman like her in person before. The women in the Outback were much like the men of the Outback; their brains just as baked as their half-starved bodies, with vicious demeanors, loud voices, leathery tits, and cunts that felt like being in the inside of a baseball glove. The sheilas on the covers of the magazines (at least the human ones, any pictures of omnic women were promptly destroyed with prejudice) were always almost as scrawny as the women in the Outback, always had their eyes closed or looked vacantly confused, and usually were half covered with text about the ten most beneficial yogurts or other things that women seemed to worry about in the outside world. Occasionally he’d get his grimy claws on the good kind of magazine, the ones where they arched their backs and got their tits out and bit their fingers and looked at him real seductive-like, but he usually spent more time trying peel the sticky pages apart without ripping the good bits, and trying not to imagine the previous owner as he did so.

And then there was Mei, who was different from everyone in the best possible way he could think of, and he wished she didn’t hate him so much.

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Phantom Thieves After Watching Scary Movies
  • Akira: Not really phased. He was kinda there for the food. "Meh."
  • Ryuji: Shakes it off, but still thinks the movie was pretty messed up. "For real though, that shit was pretty effed up."
  • Ann: Scared and thinks about it the whole night. "I don't think I'll be able to sleep at all tonight."
  • Morgana: Laughs when someone gets possessed or something dumb happens. "Nyahaha! They got you~!"
  • Yusuke: He's analyzing the movie? He thinks it's pure art. "It's quite amazing how they put everything together like that, especially the costumes. Truly a masterpiece."
  • Makoto: Somewhat scared of the movie, but even more scared about the fact that they're sitting in the dark. "W-Why'd we have to watch it in the dark...?"
  • Futaba: Doesn't think much about scary movies. She think's they're pretty cool. "I mean- it was alright! 8/10 ign."
  • Haru: Loves the thrill of horror movies. "I loved it! Especially that one jumpscare towards the ending."
  • Akechi: Proud of himself because he made it through the whole movie, and suspected the killer correctly. "I knew it! How enjoyable."

Headcanon I came up with while driving home from work today: 

After the scene in Barba’s office where he tells Carisi and Rollins about the threats he’s been getting, Carisi doubles back. “Here, Counselor,” he says, pulling something out from under his shirt and tugging it over his head. Barba takes it and looks at Carisi questioningly. “It’s a Saint Dominic medal,” Carisi says. “Doesn’t really protect against anything but my ma got it for me when I graduated from the Academy. Said it’d keep me safe.” He shrugs. “Worked so far.”

“Carisi—” Barba starts, but Carisi shakes his head and doesn’t even let him get his protest out.

“I’ll sleep better at night knowing you’ve got it,” he says with a small, strained smile. “Please.”

And Barba just nods and tucks it into the breast pocket of his shirt.

When he gets home that night, he puts it on, letting it hang around his neck with the crucifix his abuelita gave him for his confirmation. They go well together. Almost like they belong.

After the threats pass, Barba keeps meaning to give Carisi the medal back but never has a good chance, and he doesn’t want to be awkward about it in front of other people.

So he keeps wearing it, the small silver medal warm against his chest, just over his heart.

(And maybe, though he’d never admit it, he likes carrying a piece of Carisi close to him.)

Then the Tom Cole shooting happens, and as soon as Barba hears, his hand flies to his chest, gripping onto the medal bearing Carisi’s name. “Is he ok?” he demands, earning little more than a strange look from Amanda.

“Cole? No, he’s dead—”

“Not Cole,” Barba interrupts, voice strained. “Carisi. Is he ok?”

Amanda frowns. “He’s fine, he’s at the precinct talking with IAB—”

But Barba doesn’t let her finish, just takes off, not caring that he’s leaving the detective in his office. His only thought is that he should’ve given this stupid medal back to Carisi a long time ago, that Carisi needs protection so much more than he does, and that he’ll never forgive himself if anything happened to him.

He practically runs smack into a semi-dazed Carisi getting off the elevators and grabs his arm. “Are you alright?” he asks sharply.

Carisi blinks at him. “I'm—” he starts, but he can’t seem to find anything to say.

Not that it matters. Barba tugs the medal out from under his shirt and starts to take it off. “Here,” he says, voice unusually hoarse. “I’m so sorry, I should've—”

“Hey,” Carisi says, cutting him off with a gentle hand on his arm. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Don’t worry about it?” Barba repeats sharply. “When you could’ve died today and I’ve been carrying around this thing that’s supposed to protect you?”

Carisi shrugs. “It did what it was supposed to,” he said. “I’m alive. Besides—” He colors slightly as he pulls a different medal out from under his own shirt. “I, uh, I kinda got a replacement.”

Barba frowns at it. “That’s not St. Dominic—” he starts, and Carisi shrugs again, his blush deepening.

“No, uh, it's—”

“St. Raphael,” Barba answers for him.

Carisi looks at him nervously. “I just, uh, I figured since you had mine…” He trails off. “I’m sorry, it’s dumb, I should’ve…”

But it’s Barba’s turn to stop him, reaching out almost despite himself to gently rub his thumb against the silver medal hanging around Carisi’s neck. “It suits you,” he hears himself say, though he has no intention of saying it.

Carisi smiles slightly at him. “Thanks,” he says, tucking the medal back under his shirt. “Hey, uh, you wanna get a drink? I could really use one.”

Again, it’s almost without intending to that Barba replies, “Sure.”

“Good,” Carisi says, managing a real smile. “Then you’re buying.”

“That seems only fair,” Barba allows, “Dominick.”

Carisi’s smile widens. “Absolutely, Rafael.”

(And later that night, when they kiss for the first time, Barba can’t help but reach out and feel the St. Raphael medal pressed against Carisi’s chest, to marvel at the idea of Carisi keeping him close and how perfect he never realized the thought could be.)

You don’t own me part 5

Originally posted by deerest-xo

Excerpt: “Before we go in there you should know that you only speak when you are asked. Else I don’t want to hear any noise from you”, his tone was firm which should indicate you that there should be no backtalk. 

“What?! Am I a dog?”, you yelled.

“Act like one and maybe you’ll get a reward”, an evil grin spread over his face as he exited the car.

Word count: 2549 // Yaas my friends!

Warnings: Angst -  It’s slowly increasing!

Author’s note: I know that mostly after the third part or so the people loose interest in my stories but still there are a some of you who stayed with me!  @httpwyf​ , @dont-hyuck@vicassa@imbaekhyunstrash
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I’m very thankful to everyone else too! ♥

Even if this part wouldn’t be read at all I still feel like writing it because I do actually enjoy it! I see a lot of people struggling on here by the lack of response they get for they stories while they totally forget the ones who did read and liked it! I must admit that in the beginning I felt the same because it is hard. There are so many awesome writers out there so you always compare yourself. But actually there is no need because writing is  something just for me. It calms me down and I allows me to shut the world out for a little while. And that is what counts I guess. So yeah after telling you my little realization I hope you can enjoy this part :) ♥

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I know Glee isn’t necessarily about Sam, but I think the way that he treated him was awful and I have a lot of reasons why.

First, Sam dated Quinn who cheated on him with Finn and they broke up. He went to Santana but that lasted like two episodes and all they did was make out and she was super mean to him so I don’t really count that lol.

Then there was Mercedes, and though they never really became official after her and Shane broke up… despite Sam’s trying… they did not date. Then came Brittany (ahh my favorite) and he was so cute and nice to her and then they broke up so Brit could be with her OTP, Santana, which we knew was going to happen so I guess I get it. 

Back to Mercedes which didn’t work out because of the whole sex thing… and I will admit I hated that they made Sam cheat on Mercedes with the dumb photographer but the way that Mercedes handled it was kinda weird to me. She seemed like she had just been waiting for them to break up because she knew it wouldn’t work out.

Now we come to Rachel. The second I saw how her and Sam looked at each other in the Movin’ Out episode, I shipped them pretty hard. Because Sam reminded her of home and he is the closest thing to Finn she’s ever gonna get.

And season 6 happened and my heart was happy because Sam was helping her heal and she was helping him get over Mercedes and he believed in her. He believed in everyone he dated. 

WIth Quinn, he was protective and loving. With Mercedes he posted a video of her on youtube and put her name in lights so she would believe in herself. With Brit he married her because she thought the world was ending and got her another cat so Lord Tubbington wouldn’t be lonely. He showed Rachel she could love again and encouraged her to go back to NYADA because he knew she would regret not doing it. 

Sam has been such a wonderful and caring and supportive boyfriend and then what does he get? NOTHING. I like that he is coaching Glee but I can’t tell you how upset I got when Blaine said “Sam’s got another girlfriend” because it completely threw Sam aside. He’s just the boyfriend who gives and gets nothing in return. He is never good enough. Mercedes wanted Sam to “help heal Rachel’s heart” but I didn’t know that was ALL he’d be doing. So she can go back to Jesse St. James who was never on the show and when he was he was a jerk. I can’t tell you how sad I am for Sam and it makes sense to me why Chord has been acting weird at press. He got pushed aside and I think it’s unfair. And thinking back to when Sam said maybe if he’s lucky he’ll always be on Rachel’s wall in his little gold shorts breaks my heart because he deserves to be all over the wall. He’s everything and I love him, and I never even realized how much I did.