told you so~

a stupid hc thing for Michael Freaking MELL

• he! doesnt! drink! he’s the one friend thhhat drives everyone back home after all of them are drunk and when they wake up with a hangover he says “i told you so”
• he has to pull jeremy down to his height because he’s too TALL?
• he cries during a good song and i mean actual yeats he starts Sobbing
• he says yikes too much and everyone is confused by it
• he Refuses to talk about the squip ever ever he DOES NOT LIKE THE SQUIP HE DOES NOT LIKE THE SQUIP
• his vision is actually utter Shit so if some1 calls him a nerd because of his glasses, he’ll throw at them “well if you need me to blind i got you there”


especially if you watch sub version of japanese anime. so many ppl going “chinese language is so ewwww!!!!!!!” yall just gross weeaboos.

the purpose of this poc meetup is to give representation to the people of color in this fandom. the majority of people seen in meetups are white and i’m just trying to show the other side of this group. so if you are really unsure whether or not you “belong” in this meetup send me an ask but otherwise just make a judgement call. if you were to post during this day meant to celebrate people of color, would you overshadow them? or would you be adding to this cool meetup?

Hey, remember

that guy you dated who told you to stop being so friendly to other dudes? To stop giving them the wrong idea? To quit leading them on with your low cut blouses or high cut skirts cause that’s teasing, and that wasn’t fair to him, cause you were supposed to be his, and his only? Remember that guy?

Yeah, forget about him. There is nothing, I repeat absolutely NOTHING wrong with being nice to anyone, or about being yourself. In fact, it’s pretty fucking amazing. So don’t you dare feel guilty about it…ever.

That guy sucks. You’re the really great one. I promise.

Okay, but Julian and Jadzia accidentally switching places with alternate versions of themselves. Everyone knows what’s happened and it’s quickly remedied after two days. During that time, Julian runs into the alternate Garak, who seems like his Garak only there’s more fleeting glances and near touches. Julian brings this up to Jadzia who suggests Garak and this universe’s Julian might be together. He laughs it off.

Then they return to their universe and as they’re walking on the promenade, Garak approaches, kisses Julian, and goes, “Ah, that other doctor was right. You are quite warm,” before he walks away.

In Julian’s stunned silence, Jadzia leans in and goes, “I told you so.”

Hey fellow sherlolly fans! I’m re-reading “I Told You So" by Writingwife83 and I remember coming across an animation gif from the first chapter and I can’t find it!! I’d really like to look at it again. :) If any of you know who made it, let me know! :)

anonymous asked:

Silverflint drabble 59, please? I miss those two already

#59 “Wow”


Silver shut the door to the cabin of the Walrus, flinging rain off his hands and wiping his hair from his face.

They had been out on a hunting trip and had had minor success with capturing a couple of large French sloops before a very slow-moving summer storm had caught up to them, dropping bucket-loads of rain but hardly any wind, thunder, or lightning.

“Still raining cats and dogs I see,” drawled out Flint from behind his desk. Silver thumped his way over to him and took a seat, looking more fatigued from the crutch than usual.

“And this bloody thing,” he said, leaning it against the desk, “is so saturated I’m going to need a new one.”

“I told you not to get it wet,” replied Flint with a hint of I-told-you-so in his voice.

Silver scoffed. “An impossible feat on this ship.”

“No, not impossible, if you would stay put out of the rain.”

Silver raised his hands and looked around them, indicating the room, before looking back at Flint.

“And so here I am,” he said dramatically.

That earned him a lop-sided smile from under a ruddy beard.

They sat and talked about nothing in particular for a while before–as always–returning to the matter of the return to Nassau in two weeks’ time. At some point during their conversation Silver noticed the men’s voices from outside and silence from the skies above. He leaned forward to peek out the porthole and saw the rain had stopped and the sun was coming out.

“Ah, at last,” he said. Something blindingly bright glinted out of the corner of his eye. He blinked and followed the light to the edge of Flint’s small bookcase. There, hanging from a stuck-out nail, was some sort of…necklace? 

“What is that?” he asked. He rose and moved toward it. He needed to stand anyway; the weather played havoc with the knee to his bad leg and it ached a little. Flint followed his movement.

“Ah, that’s just some trinket of Billy’s he did not want,” he said quickly, getting up and making it to the bookcase ahead of Silver. But Silver caught the sudden anxiety in his step. His dark eyes flicked from Flint’s to the object in question. He plucked it off the nail.

It was a simple thing; just a piece of thick metal cut into a three-dimensional square attached to a black cord.

“It was just something I was going to see if you wanted before I threw it away.”

Silver held the necklace up between them.

“Billy gave this to you?” he asked in the most disbelieving tone Flint had ever heard him use.

“He did not give it to me, I asked for it,” he said indignantly. 

Silver blinked, brows drawing up.

“I knew you had started wearing them,” Flint now mumbled, eyes going to the floor. “I just thought–offhandedly, of course–you might…like it,” he finished. To Silver it sounded as though Flint had just spoken with glass shards in this throat, as though the admission were torture.

He pursed his lips heavily under his mustache and tried not to smile. He left Flint’s words hanging in the air between them as he silently dragged the necklace down over his head and to his neck. He had to pull up his wet rag of hair for it to properly settle. 

He caught Flint staring at him intensely as he did so, letting his hair flop back down and suddenly feeling quite humble under that jade stare.

“Thank you,” he said softly–too softly?–and offered a small smile. “I do like it.”


Honestly my number one worst quality besides my stubbornness is that I’m totally an “I told you so” person and I’m trying really hard to work on that!

But was I right 3 years ago about Bette Midler being the perfect one to headline a revival or what lol

anonymous asked:

I'm not sure if anyone's told you this, so I'm sorry if you've heard this before, but there's a reason they put so much toothpaste on toothbrushes for commercials/pictures. It's more pleasing to the eye when it covers the whole brush, and companies show it like that also because you'll use up more toothpaste quicker so you'll have to buy more. Sorry. I just really love info dumping about random trivia

Ohh yeah I figured it was something like that!! It sure does do the trick, the toothbrushes/toothpaste in commercials always look so smooth and beautiful and refreshing, it would be so underwhelming in comparison if they showed the proper amount you’re supposed to use ^^;;

I think the most frustrating toothpaste ad thing though is when the toothpaste in the ad has perfect stripes of color, like Aquafresh or Colgate triple action, but when you get it in real life all the colors smoosh together after a couple uses lol, that used to make me so mad!!

Only Told The Moon
Camila Cabello
Only Told The Moon

Stay back, stay long, and you move on.
I stress, come close, move on, please don’t.

Hello how are you? How you been?
Lately I wonder how it feels to steal your kiss
Nothing much, just fine, I’m doing well
And you can read between the lines, but god, I fell.

I only told the moon, tonight up on the roof
I told her that I’m scared that all my thoughts, they look like you
I only told the moon, about the way you move
I asked her to please tell me if you tell things to her too.

Silence. Too loud. Say it, not now.

So how are you? How you been?
Lately I wonder how it feels to taste your lips
Nothing much, just fine, I’m doing well
And you can read between the lines, but God, I fell.

I only told the moon, tonight up on the roof
I told her that I’m scared that all my thoughts, they look like you
I only told the moon, about the way you move
I asked her to please tell me if you tell things to her too.

That I give it all to you, I give it all to you, I give it all to you
I only told the moon.

Aahhh and another loves song will play on the radio, you know.
Aahhh and I’ll wait for the moon to lean in close and say…

That he only told the moon, tonight up on the roof
He told me that he’s scared that all his thoughts they look like you
I only told the moon, about the way you move
I asked her to please tell me if you tell this to her too
That I give it all to you, I give it all to you, I give it all to you
He only told the moon.

He only told the moon.


modern disney aesthetic
↳ aladdin

there’s something about even’s little nod in this scene 

because even knows. he’s not oblivious, he notices the way isak reacts to his presence, to him. he’s been noticing him for weeks, weeks before they first met. he saw the way isak was when he came over to his place the previous week, he saw the look in his eyes, the light in his eyes, he saw the way he smiled and laughed, he noticed the changes in his voice. he probably memorized his facial expressions and the things he said last friday. kept replaying them in his mind every single day, in class, before going to bed, when he was with other people 

earlier in that episode, when he came to give isak his snapback, in a matter of seconds, he understood that isak hadn’t told his friends he had gone to his place, he understood that he didn’t want them to know. because he sees and understands. he remembered the cardamom on the cheese toasties five weeks later, how they were sitting on the floor of his room as they ate them, he remembered isak saying he had a drop of water in his throat, he remembered isak talking about parallel universes. because he pays such close attention to isak and the way he looks and moves and speaks and all the things he says

do you think that even, who saw this boy on the first day of school, who was probably looking forward to seeing him even when it was just at school, in public, in rooms and hallways with other students, would not notice how isak was acting? notice the way he’s been looking at him the moment he showed up at his place for the pregame? the way he starred at him when he kissed sonja and looked at him straight in the eyes? how tensed he was as he told him about sonja and how they’d been together for years? the intonation of his voice as he said his okay’s (been together since we were 15. okay. can’t dump her. okay). do you think that even who’s been desperately trying to spend time alone with this boy he was falling for would not notice the smile that spread all over isak’s face when he realized that even was messing with him, the smile he was trying to stop it, in vain? do you think he would not sense his attraction to him? the vulnerability?

of course even notices. and since he came to see isak in his kitchen, he’s only been kidding, pretending not to be serious. but with that little nod, he grows more serious. with that little nod, it’s like he’s saying i see you, i see it, i’ve seen you for a while. it’s reassuring. it’s okay. it’s understanding. i know, isak. i know. me too

Things my friends have said about Hamilton

“You know you can’t rap guns and ships, why are you-aaand she’s doing it.”

“Can we just listen to say no to this again, I love Maria’s voice.”


“Why are you crying? Oh my god, I swear if you’re crying over Philip Hamilton again-”

*unintelligible noise upon hearing opening for It’s Quiet Uptown*

“Honestly, Eliza deserved so much better.”


“And I’m never gonna stop until I ahgjhgskawkfdhsdlhsdj. Crap. Uh. I’m no Daveed Diggs.”

“Alexander Hamilton did not die for this shit.”

“I relate to Alex so much, because I never shut up either.”

“I wanna be an Eliza. But I think I’m just a Peggy. Oh my god, am I a Peggy?”

“What do you mean I can’t sing Burr’s part and Peggy’s part?”

“Okay, but am I more Eliza or Angelica?”

“Okay, so if you usually sing Alex, Angelica, and Burr, and I usually sing Eliza, Maria, and Philip…I’m your son, but I’m also married to you, and you cheated on me with myself. You’re also my sister. Uh, let’s not read too much into that?”

“Wow, Alex, that’s pretty gay.”


skinner inhaled