throwing lamps

  • Connor: i love the fact that like… if you wanted to you could throw a chair… stool…. lamp… medium sized houseplant… even a lightweight table…. theres nothing physically stopping you from throwing furniture around, only social constructs and your own cowardice.
  • Evan: Don’t! Hurt! Your! Plants! They love and trust you all they are doing is being cute and green and making oxygen for your sorry ass to breathe
  • Connor: they dont “love” me or “trust” me. they know im a bastard and i know they are too and both of us are fully prepared for the day one of us kills the other
  • Bakugou: i love the fact that like… if you wanted to you could throw a chair… stool…. lamp… medium sized houseplant… even a lightweight table…
  • Bakugou: theres nothing physically stopping you from throwing furniture around, only social constructs and your own cowardice.
  • Uraraka: Don’t! Hurt! Your! Plants! They love and trust you all they are doing is being cute and green and making oxygen for your sorry ass to breathe
  • Bakugou: they dont “love” me or “trust” me. they know im a bastard and i know they are too and both of us are fully prepared for the day one of us kills the other
  • Max: I love the fact that like, if you wanted to, you could throw a chair, stool, lamp... medium sized houseplant... even a lightweight table. There's nothing physically stopping you from throwing furniture around, only social constructs and your own cowardice.
  • Space Kid: Don’t! Hurt! Your! Plants! They love and trust you, all they are doing is being cute and green and making oxygen for your sorry ass to breathe
  • Max: They don't “love” me or “trust” me. They know I'm a bastard and I know they are too and both of us are fully prepared for the day one of us kills the other.
WHAT THE SIGNS SHOULD DO
  • Aries: Throw matches at people that need to get flamed.
  • Taurus: Throw cuties (little baby oranges) at people to make them cute.
  • Gemini: Throw lamps at people that need to lighten up.
  • Cancer: Throw a care bear at people that need to care.
  • Leo: Throw clocks at people that need to get with the times.
  • Virgo: Throw soap at people that need to clean up their act.
  • Libra: Throw freezers at people that need to chill.
  • Scorpio: Throw a brick at someone to kill them.
  • Sagittarius: Throw a bridge at people that need to get over it.
  • Capricorn: Throw handles at people that need to get a grip.
  • Aquarius: Throw charges at people and force them to be 100% with you.
  • Pisces: Throw scissors at people that need to cut it out.
SKAM - 4.01 - SLAVE

[Inaudible chatter]

Hello?

Yousef said so, man!

GUY1: He has tried ten times and he still can’t do it! Shhh! Wait, let me listen.

YOUSEF: I can’t hear! Relax, guys.

ELIAS: What did I say?

SANA: What’s up?

MIKAEL: Hey, let’s make Sana try.

GUY2: She’ll make it, she’ll make it, bro. She’s actually good at basket. She can actually throw, unlike some other people here.

ELIAS: She learned from me, though.

SANA: What are you talking about learned from you? Even mom is better than you.

ELIAS: I’ll be your slave for a whole week if you make it.

THE GUYS: Dude, don’t.. don’t do it.

ELIAS: I’m confident, man. I’m sure.

SANA: Drive me around wherever I want? Clean my room?

ELIAS: Whatever you want, the works.

SANA: Swear it.

ELIAS: Wallah. And these guys here are witnesses.

THE GUYS: Noooo..

ELIAS: It’ll be okay, bro. Chill out. I’ll fix it.

SANA: What do I have to do?

GUY2: You have to throw this into the lamp exactly when Snoop Dogg says «Smoke weed every day»

SANA: Just that?

ELIAS: But you have to be my slave for a whole week if you miss.

SANA: That was not a part of the deal.

ELIAS: Because you said «just that». What? Are you scared of failing? You’re so confident, come on.

SANA: Give me the ball.

THE GUYS: You’re gonna regret this.

ELIAS: I’ll fix it, I’ll fix it.

GUY2: I’m looking forward to see Elias crying.

Ahhhh, too early.

ELIAS: Now, can you please make some tea for us?

SANA: I’m not all all your friends’ slave.

ELIAS: But they’re my guests.

ELIAS: Thank you, slave woman! That came out wrong, sorry. Chill. That was wrong of me.

THE GUYS: That’s your sister!

ELIAS: Stop meddling! Relax!

Pretty sure Shadow would be just fine with Czernobog forgetting about him instead of crushing his skull.

White Lies: Part 3

A Bucky x Reader / Fake Dating AU Series

Master List

A/N: I’m so glad you guys are liking this series. I love reading your replies, reblogs, and asks. Please, send as much as you like. It really helps me to want to write more, and improve. I really appreciate all the love. I hope you guys like this part! Let me know what you think. ♥

Word Count: 1,312

Warnings:
- language.

Tags: (at the end)

*gif is not mine.

As Bucky led you along into the kitchen of his childhood home, he never let go of the grip on your hand. You could still feel the weight of his lips on your own, and your head was spinning with emotions.

Now is not the time to act like it meant anything, Y/N. Get a hold of yourself. This is an act, nothing more…

Keep reading

bios

pretty sure that 90% of these are from tumblr posts im so sorry im not original

sometimes i get angry so suck a dick

team “i imagined a scenario too hard and it upset me”

yesterday i breathed in oxygen and gained 10 pounds

20% pain 80% regret

i’m a screamer…not sexually just life in general

just because you’re trash doesn’t mean you can’t do great things. it’s called garbage can, not garbage cannot.

low on self esteem so i run on mac & cheese

if no one comes from the future to stop you from doing it then how bad of a decision can it really be

bro, i don’t even care anymore, fuck it! *continues to try very hard*

the bags under my eyes aren’t designer

every time is nap time

anything can be food with the right attitude

i think we need to cancel 2016

if you listen carefully you can hear me whisper “shut the fuck up” at least once every five minutes

the academy award goes to me for acting like i give a fuck

forgive me father for i am about to sin

90% on the verge of tears 10% crying

ding dong ur opinion is wrong

unless your name is google, stop acting like you fucking know everything

@god what did i ever do to u

“what are you doing” “my best”

hey, i’m average

the human body is 60% water so really we are just cucumbers with anxiety

you’re such a b**** (bagel)

i am 28% sarcasm and 72% self loathing

BBQ (blease be quiet)

be right back, i’m gonna throw myself against the wall

*throws lamp at you* you need to lighten the fuck up

(positive ones):

the pain that you have been feeling cannot compare to the joy that is coming

let nothing steal your joy, let nothing kill your peace.

in time you will be fine

what is done in love is done well

life’s too short to even care at all

if you don’t know don’t worry

my goal would be to create a life that i don’t need a vacation from

i have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person i am today

just like if you use it i guess! ^___^

MBTI Types When They’re 100% Done With You

Based on a post I made back on @serein-brain

ENFJ:  Verbal dismissal of “I 100% give up on you, goodbye forever”

INFJ: About face and door slams you.

ESFJ: Unfollows, blocks, and reports you

ISFJ: “Time to steal your friends.”

ENFP: Bitch slaps you.

INFP: Exacts vengeance on you in ways that completely dismiss the cinnamon roll myth.

ESFP: Hair flips, flips you off with a “Don’t ask me to go, I’m already gone.”

ISFP: Wipes you off their consciousness.

ENTJ: Assassinates you with a “Of course the most worthless opinion comes from you.”

INTJ: “Fuck off.”

ESTJ: Nopes and cuts you out of their life, no dialogue.

ISTJ: Washes their hands of you after a morally outraged lecture.

ENTP: Throws a lamp at you after systematically destroying you.

INTP: Silently amputates you with logic and sarcasm.

ESTP: Punches you in the face.

ISTP: Death stares you down.

  • Gryffindor: Throwing lamps at people who need to lighten up.
  • Ravenclaw: Throwing handles at people who need to get a grip.
  • Slytherin: Throwing refrigerators at people who need to chill out.
  • Gryffindor: Throwing scissors at people who need to cut it out.
  • Ravenclaw: Throwing a clock at people who need to get with the times.
  • Gryffindor: Throwing matches at people who need to get fired up.
  • Slytherin: Throwing a brick at someone to kill them.
  • Hufflepuff: What.
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Skam:</b> is an insightful show that beautifully and realistically captures teen life and culture, tackles homophobia, slut shaming, islamaphobia and the stigma surrounding mental health while still retaining an engaging plot,<p/><b>also Skam:</b> "throw this into the lamp exactly when snoop dogg says 'smoke weed everyday'"<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
Being Peter's partner on Team Stark and getting hurt would include...
  • You and Peter met during the Civil War events
  • Both of you had been recruited by Stark
  • “Hey, I’m peter, I mean, Spider-Man”
  • “Hi, Peter, I’m Y/N”
  • Showing your powers to each other efore the airport fight
  • You had invisibility and force fields creating abilities
  • “Now you see me… now you don’t”
  • “Holy shit that’s amazing!”
  • Him trying to shoot webs at you
  • And failing miserably
  • You laughing at him
  • Then forming an invisible force field next to him
  • “Throw that lamp at me”
  • “Y/N wtf…”
  • “DO IT!”
  • Hiding with him at the airport
  • Trying not to laugh right before Stark called you
  • Your duty was basically staying invisibly attached to Peter, forming a force field around him to protect the boy
  • And you succeeded in the first half hour
  • But as every human being you got tired eventually
  • And suddenly, between Giant-Man and the Great Escape, you got off Peter
  • And appeared right next to Clint
  • “WOAH WHAT THE-”
  • Him shooting you in your left hip, out of surprise
  • “Where did this kid come from?!”
  • You attempting to continue fighting
  • But the pain was almost unbearable
  • “Stark, L/N’s been shot.”
  • Peter suddenly stopped fighting
  • “I’m alright… alright…”
  • “Take her to the jet!”
  • You fainting
  • Peter refusing to leave until he knows you’re alright
  • “Am I dead?”
  • “No, you’re gonna be just fine, miss.”
  • “Oh, dang it.”
  • Apologizing to Stark
  • “Mr. Stark, sorry I was a shitty teammate”
  • “What do you mean? You took a big one for the team.”
  • “Oh and by the way, certain Spiderboy will be happy to know you’re awake.”
  • Peter rushing inside the room when he heard you were awake
  • “Y/N oh thank goodness!”
  • “PETER! I’ve missed you!”
  • Him hugging you carefully
  • Also smoothly stealing a kiss from you (not that you cared, though)
  • “Damn it feels good to be back!”
  • “I’m glad you’re back”
  • “Ugh you two are too cute”
  • “Shit I forgot Mr. Stark was still here”

Mark: Throwing lamps at people who need to lighten up

Julian: Throwing handles at people who need to get a grip

Kit: Throwing refrigerators at people who need to chill out.

Dru: Throwing scissors at people who need to cut it out.

Livvy: Throwing a clock at people who need to get with the times.

Ty: Throwing matches at people who need to get fired up.

Emma: Throwing bricks at people to kill them.

BTS reacting to you leaving after a fight.

Kim Namjoon:
He watched you pack your bags with shaking eyes and not said anything to you, too scared of the consequences. When you walked past him with tears streaming down your reddened cheeks, something inside of him died a little by the realization of what your argument has caused.

He ran after you out the house and grabbed you by your hand, turning you around to him. “Where are you going?” He asked with a trembling voice, feeling his eyes well up. “I never meant for this to go as far as it did. Don’t leave before we’ve talked this out.” He pulled you into him and wrapped his arms tightly around your body, too scared that you might run away if he let go.

Kim Seokjin:
He nervously paced up and down the empty apartment, the silence almost driving him insane. He dialed your number constantly, his heart dropping a little further whenever it goes straight to voice mail. 
He dropped down on the bed, throwing the lamp off the bedside table in frustration as thunder rolled in from the east. 

He felt terrible for letting you go that easily and a lonely tear rolling down his cheek gave away the pain he felt inside. Suddenly he heard the front door slam shut and rushed back into the kitchen to find you standing in drenched clothes, your eyes bloodshot from crying. He didn’t give it a second thought and run over to you, holding your body close to his. “This shouldn’t have happened Y/N. I was worried sick. Please don’t ever leave me again.”

Min Yoongi:
He let you go at first, thinking that you’d come back after letting out what you didn’t want him to see. After a while, he started to become anxious about his decision of letting you go without telling him where you’re heading. He tried to call you but the minute it went to voice mail, he grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair and ran out the shared apartment, slamming the door shut behind him. 

He ran down the empty street, rain hitting the ground with force and soaking his clothes entirely. When he wanted to give up, he noticed a lonely silhouette sitting on the bench across from the coffee shop he took you for your first date, her hair drenched in rain. He let out a sigh in relief and ran over to you, putting his jacket around your shoulders before kneeling down in front of you. “Honestly if we ever decide to fight again, let’s agree not to run away during storms again.”

Jung Hoseok:
His jaw dropped the minute he noticed you packing your suitcase with tears streaming down your now pale cheeks. He gulped, nervous to ask you the question he held back for so long. “Where are you going?” He mumbled, feeling the familiar knot in his stomach tightening. “We need a break.” You answered, your voice cracking. 

As you walked past, Hoseok got ahold of your arm and pulled you back towards him, his gaze meeting yours. “You can’t just run away and pretend that it’ll be okay eventually. If you leave now, I don’t think we’ll ever find a solution to any of our problems and this love is going to waste.”

Kim Taehyung:
He slammed down his hand on the door in front of you, causing it to fall shut again. You jumped slightly and felt his heavy breathing against your neck. You turned around to notice him standing behind you, his lips trembling. A smile tugged on his lips as his eyes met yours. “If you’re really doing this, at least tell me where you’re going.” He said with a threatening tone, inching closer until his lips were only a hairs-breadth away from yours. 

“Tell me that where you’re going you’ll be safe and that I don’t have to lose sleep worrying about you even if this was in the end, your decision. Tell me that I won’t have to drive hours on time just to find you stranded on the side of the road like a wild animal?”

Park Jimin:
He chase after you, screaming your name at the top of his lungs but you didn’t bare to stop, you wanted to flee from him for a while. You dragged the suitcase behind you, sobbing violently as you thought about what has removed this final thread that caused you to leave. 

You stopped dead in your step when a hand grabbed your shoulder and spun you around. Jimin’s eyes locked with yours, he didn’t dare to look away. A single tear rolled down his cheek, his eyes glistening with frustration. “Is it that easy to you? Am I that easy to you? Do you think that I’ll just apologize for saying what’s on my mind because you’re threatening to run away? Because if that’s the case, you’re right…” His voice cracked, another tear rolled down his cheek, followed by another one and another one. “Stay with me until the end of time, princess.”

Jeon Jungkook:
He watched the door fall shut, his breath becoming short as reality hit him. You really left. He heard the engine starting and watched the car pull out of the driveway. He slid against the door and ran his hand through his hair, letting out a loud sigh.  A single tear slid down from his warm, butterscotch eyes, followed by another one, and another one, until soon, a steady stream of salty tears flowed it’s way down his pale cheek, releasing the sadness and sorrow that has been held inside of him for all this time but still he did not make a sound.

He waited a little longer, pacing down the apartment for hours on time, nervously holding onto his phone, anxiously waiting for a sign from you. Anger raised inside of him by the thought that he has caused you to put yourself under such danger. Suddenly, a burst of anger rushed through his body and he threw his phone against the wall, watching it break into pieces. He screamed out loudly, not wanting to accept reality. “This can’t be. No. Why did she leave so easily? Why did I not stop her?”