we weren't prepared for this

Plot twists:
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Victoria:</b> Remember that anyone can betray anyone!<p/><b>Victoria:</b> 😉<p/><b>Us:</b> We get it. No need it to repeat it so much.<p/><b>Maven:</b> Does the THING™<p/><b>Us:</b> *Gasp*<p/><b>
  • Us: <b>JfiwivLhwaJlwcstkaishmGssoi!!!<p/><b>Also us:</b> What?! This came totally out of nowhere! We weren't prepared for this! I feel attacked! <p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

anonymous asked:

(so I'm on mobile so pretend this is a dark heart): Bitty/Jack/Kent

“Kent,” Jack said, then paused.

Kent didn’t even bother looking up from where he sat crosslegged on the floor, all but sobbing into an old shirt of Jack’s for lack of actual tissues.

Jack looked helplessly at Bitty and motioned for him to take over. Bitty did, going to Kent’s side, dropping to his knees beside him and putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Sweetheart, are you all right?” He asked, gently. “Did Kit- is this about Kit?”

At the mention of his cat, Kent’s face scrunched up, another sob escaping against his will.

“Oh, honey,” Bitty said, softly, wrapping his arms around Kent’s shuddering frame.

Jack joined them on the floor after only a slight moment of hesitation, rubbing Kent’s back in small, comforting circles. “I’m sorry, Kenny.”

“You don’t understand,” Kent sniffed.

“Maybe not. I’ve never had a pet. Still, I know she was important to you.”

“No,” Kent insisted, straightening and wiping at his eyes with the backs of his hands. “I was so afraid she’d gone off to die like cats do. But she didn’t. She came back.”

“She…what?” Bitty said.

Kent disentangled himself from them, scooting over to Kit’s favorite box, the one she so often loved to sit in instead of the plush, expensive-as-all-hell bed Kent had bought her. There was a blanket on top covering the opening, and Kent pushed it aside, gesturing for Jack and Bitty to come closer.

After exchanging a look, they did, peering into the dimly lit box. Kit was a familiar mass of fluff lying inside, blinking up at them in annoyance. What really caught their attention and held it, though, was not her, but the four much smaller squirming balls of fluff cuddled up against her.

“Oh, lord,” Bitty whispered.

Jack stared at the box, then at Kent, and again back at the box.

“She had kittens?” He said, slowly. “If that’s all, why are you crying?”

Kent punched him in the shoulder lightly, laughing a little through the tears.

“I told you you wouldn’t understand.”

So I was watching lunar-bunnie’s sister play FNAF 2 earlier while ripping stuff, and she came across this. HOLY SHIT WE WEREN’T PREPARED. Like, has anyone else seen this???

Also, totally tagging rebornica because Endo. 8D

(PS: I’m totally ripping more things soon since she’s down here for the weekend and I’m way too much of a scaredy cat to keep playing)

anonymous asked:

The fact that we were all expecting a tweet from him, yet when he finally did tweet we weren't prepared is amazing

This is one of the first times Connor has actually surprised us in the past few weeks. He deserves a round of applause. 👏