were taking over the world

meg’s NDRV3 Talentswap AU

Pianist: Korekiyo Shinguuji

???: Himiko Yumeno

Inventor: Gonta Gokuhara

Supreme Leader: Kiibo

Robot: Miu Iruma

Entomologist: Kokichi Ouma

Detective: Tenko Chabashira

Cosplayer: Kirumi Toujou

Anthropologist: Tsumugi Shirogane

Childcare: Ryouma Hoshi

Aikido: Maki Harukawa

Maid: Kaito Momota

Astronaut: Kaede Akamatsu

Tennis: Angie Yonaga

Magician: Rantarou Amami

Artist: Shuuichi Saihara

“Draw me like one of your French...boy ?” - Jason Todd x Reader

I’ll never get tired of writing thing with Jason (the best Robin FIGHT ME ON THAT !). Hope you guys will like it :

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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-Can you flex your back muscles please ? 

How could you just ask questions like that without even flinching ? Or blushing at least ? Err. Those were stupid questions, and the answer was very simple : you didn’t like him that way. For you, he was just a friend. Just a friend who accepted to get down in his underwear for you, so that you could practice anatomy. Totally normal. That’s what friends were for. Helping. 

-Great, thanks Jason. That’s great. Wait, turn just to your left a bit…yeah, perfect, thanks. Oh, do you want a blanket or something ? 

-No. No thanks. I’m fine. Just a…little swift of cold wind that’s all.

“Just a little swift of cold wind”. Yeah. Right. Your hand brushing his bicep when you angled his body like you wanted, that’s what made him shiver. But hell was he glad you thought it was because he was cold. 

You were just his friend. His extremely talented friend. His extremely talented friend he was in love with. Oh bugger, he was in for a treat…

It was very rare, that Jason found himself speechless. Or that he was afraid to ask a girl out. After all, like his father, Bruce Wayne, he was quite the ladies’ man.

He never found it hard to ask for someone’s number, or if they wanted to go get dinner with them. But with you ? Well, with you, it was different. And he didn’t really know why…Maybe because he was genuinely in love ? Because this time, if you said “no” to his date proposition, he had everything to loose ? 

You entered his life quite randomly. He was running in one of Gotham’s park and as he ran around it multiple times, his eyes couldn’t help but notice you, sitting in the grass with a sketchbook and a pencil…Especially because you kept staring at him when he was going by. 

Curiosity got the better of him, and after a seventeenth tour of the park, he stopped to stretch…right in front of you. And you kept staring, making him uncomfortable. He was never uncomfortable ! On the contrary, he liked when girls looked at him. He liked it a lot. But you…God he felt uneasy. 

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Heyy, I finally had time to write again. I know I have a lot of requests to do but I feel like I have to get my ideas out there right now, I’m sorry. I hope you like this though. Thank you for reading.xxx

She was proud of him.
She really was.
Of course she was, how could she not?
Harry was doing everything he always dreamed of doing and what he did was the most amazing thing ever. He filmed a movie, recorded an entire album and now his face is printed on countless magazines.
She knew he would do good but she could have never prepared for what was happening now. He was jetting between America and London, with a short stop in Paris. He was busy having meetings to figure out his next plans, especially the tour that would take him all over the world. And then there were the interviews…
Those were probably the worst for Y/N right now but not because he had to leave early in the morning to attend them on time, no. It were the questions he’s been asked.
She knew the questions would be different now because he was solo now and doing everything on his own without three boys by his side that caught the attention of the interviewer as well. But she never thought that the main topic of every interview would be his love life.
He talked about his first girlfriend ever, then Taylor Swift, then Kendall Jenner and then he wrote a song about a girl he met one goddamn time and apparently her name was Townes.
She was okay with all that before, she knew he’s been with other women before her but somehow she couldn’t help but be upset.
Harry and her were dating for a year now. A year which she thought was a happy, joyful and fun year in which they learned to love and cherish each other.
But apparently she didn’t matter to him all that much.
He didn’t talk about her even once. Not when the question came up how he’s doing privately. Not when he’s been asked who supported him while working so hard. Not when he’s been asked what the inspiration for his songs was.
And that was probably the worst. He wrote nothing about her, not a single line. There was a song about how empty and heartbroken he felt when Taylor and him broke up, there was a song about how good that stranger felt and there was a song about whoever was his only angel, it wasn’t Y/N for sure.
And even though she knew it was silly to be upset about something like that she couldn’t help it. The words he once said to her when she asked how he wrote songs kept replaying in her head.

“S'different every time. But I always write about people I love or times which been very important to me.

And every time she remembered his words she felt a pang to her heart.
He told her he loved her so many times and she knew he did, she was 100 % sure he did. And she also wasn’t worried about him cheating or whatever, she knew she was the only one for Harry. She was just maybe a tad bit jealous and sad. It was his decision what he wanted to weite about, of course, and he wasn’t obligated to write about her just because she’s his girlfriend but… it would have been nice.


Harry just got home and even though she missed him and just wanted to jump into his arms when she saw him looking all soft in that plain white shirt that was see through from the hundred times it’s been washed, she resisted. She got the last little push she needed earlier when she read comments online and everyone was talking about who and what the lyrics to his songs were about. No one believed it was about her.
“Hello, angel.” he greeted her and kissed first her forehead and then her cheek softly.
She responded with a humorless laugh and turned her face away from him to look at the ground. Angel. Ironic.
“You okay?” Harry asked her and lifted her chin to make her look at him.
“Great. Absolutely perfect.” she smiled so fake at him that anyone from afar could have seen that she was not in a good mood.
“Love, what’s going on? I can’t fix it if you don’t tell me.” he sighed impatiently.
“You can’t fix it anyway, it’s too late now.” she spat.
Harry took a step back from her when the coldness of her voice hit him. His eyes widened with shock and his mouth opened slightly.
“Did I do something?”
“Oh, no.” she waved him off.
“Then wha-”
“And that’s exactly the problem.” she interrupted him.
“What?” he asked confused.
His eyes had a bewildered look to them, flicking over her face and never knowing where to look.
“Did I forget something? It’s not your birthday and it’s also not our anniversary.”
“You forgot me.”
“What? Love, I have no idea what’s going on right now.” he almost cried out.
“Am I important to you?” she asked.
“Of course you are. You’re the most important person on this whole earth to me, baby.”
“Then why don’t you acknowledge me?”
“What? I do acknowledge you.”
“Yeah? When?”
“All the time.”
“No you don’t. When did you acknowledge me during your interview with the Rolling Stone Magazine? Most certainly not when you told them that you remember what your first girlfriend smelled like and how much you loved her. And also not when you told them how the main inspiration behind your album was Kendall Jenner. Oh, and your songs? I don’t think I broke your heart and your just a ghost now and I also don’t think my name is Townes!”
Harry’s eyes widened with shock by every word she spoke.
“Y-You’re jealous?” he asked, his voice shaky and filled with panic.
“I’m not jealous! I’m hurt!”
Harry squeezed his eyes shut when realization hit him. He didn’t realize what he had done before. He wasn’t forgetting her in any of this, he thought about her every second of every day and it was never his intention to hurt her.
“I never meant to hurt you.” he whispered and tried to reach out to grab her hand but she ripped it away from him immediately.
“Well, you did. You made me question everything, Harry. I even wondered if you feel the same way about me that I do about you.”
“Of course I do! You know that I love you. I love you more than you could ever imagine.”
“Doesn’t feel like it right now, if I’m being honest.” The pain that her words caused almost made him cry. He never ever wanted to make her doubt the love he had for her.
The truth was he didn’t know why he did it. He made it his mission from day one to keep her away from the media as much as he could. He wanted her to feel safe and comfortable around him and not worry about the options of others or what’s being said about her. He assumed he did a very good job until now and he never thought it would get to be an issue.
He wanted to keep their relationship private. Obviously, everyone knew they were together but he wanted to keep the rest away from the public eye. What they had was between the two of them and no one else.
“Love, you know how I am when it comes to you. I want to protect you from all the stuff that could happen. Don’t want anyone to talk badly about you.”
“You know what’s probably being said about me right now? That you don’t care about me, that I don’t matter.”
“But you do! I care about you so much, that’s why I try to keep you away from all that shit!”
“I get that you want to protect me but do you know how much it hurts to hear you talking about all your ex-girlfriends and how much they mean to you while you don’t talk about your current girlfriend of one year even once?”
“Love.” he sighed and grabbed her hand with a tight grip so she wouldn’t be able to remove it.
“They don’t mean anything to me anymore. Not since the second I laid my eyes on you. I’ll admit that I wrote songs about them because somehow that gives me the closure I need. And yes I’ve talked about them in interviews because I couldn’t escape, if I hadn’t said anything it would have been worse.”
Her shoulders slumped then, her eyes diverting to the floor. He was right. Of course he was. She knew from the beginning on that it was silly to be upset about all that but she couldn’t help it. She always had trouble when his past relationships were brought up. All the girls he dated were gorgeous and amazing and she couldn’t help but get insecure when she compared herself to them.
“I’m sorry.” she whispered so lowly he almost didn’t catch it.
He squeezed her hand to make her look at him and when she did he cupped her cheek gently.
“There’s nothing for you to be sorry for, alright? I should be the one apologizing, I made you doubt our relationship.”
She shook her head before she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, burring her face in his neck. His arms went around her shoulders, clasping her sides with his hands.
“I love you, darling. Never want you to forget that.”
“I never forgot that. Just wondered for a little.”
“Don’t want you to wonder either. My love for you should be a constant in your life.”
She pulled back a little so she could look up at him.
“And it is. I was just being stupid.”
“Feeling hurt is never stupid. I was being a proper dick for not acknowledging you.”
“You weren’t. I know why you didn’t and I appreciate it.”
“Should have told them how perfect my girl is though.”
She smiled up at him and Harry swore he felt his heart skip a beat at the sight. He leaned down to press a soft kiss against her forehead, lingering his lips there for a moment.
“You know what?”
“Hmm?” she hummed.
“Should show you how much I love you so you don’t question it ever again.” he grinned cheekily.
She giggled softly and shook her head at how fast he could go from serious to cheeky.
“Horny, hm?”
“No, just want to love on you.”
He stroked a strand of hair that’s fallen into her face behind her ear, cupping her cheek and capturing her lips in a deep kiss.
He lifted one of her legs and made her wrap it around his hips. She wrapped her other leg around his body on her own, Harry supporting her with his hands on the backs of her thighs.
He carried her to their bedroom, stopping every once in a while to press her against a wall and kiss her breath away.
Once they reached their bed, he laid her down gently, hovering over her.

When she was naked he made it his mission to kiss every inch of her body, mumbling ‘I love you’ every so often.
Y/N would be lying if she said she didn’t get emotional. Sex was always connected with emotion between Harry and her and it definitely wasn’t the first time her eyes welled up with tears and a few dribbled down the sides of her face and onto the pillow. Just like every time Harry got a bit worried, asking if he did something wrong but she silenced his words with her lips against his.
The moment Harry connected them Y/N was sure she never felt so close to him. She missed exactly this and was worried about exactly this, loosing the closeness between them. Or loosing him to somebody else.
Their bodies moved against each other the way they always had, nothing changed. And Y/N knew he never shared such a moment with any of his exes, he never shared himself like that with anyone but her.
When they both got close Y/N cupped Harry’s cheeks in her hands so she would be able to watch him come undone. And when he did it was exactly what she expected, he thrusted inside of her as deeply as possible and stilled, his mouth opening and his eyes rolling back. Her own orgasm hit her when she felt the first spurt of his release coating her walls, her whole body shuddering underneath him and a strangled moan forcing itself out out of her mouth. She fought against her eyes wanting to close, the need to watch him bigger.
Harry collapsed onto her when he finished completely, careful not to hurt her. She wrapped her arms around his back and made sure he didn’t move, she didn’t want to break the connection yet. She pressed countless kisses against his shoulder and neck, covering every bit of his skin with her lips.
“Mmh, love. As much as I love lying on top of you, I don’t want you to be sore tomorrow.” he said, his voice muffled by her shoulder.
She sighed and let go of him, he was right. It happened before that she got sore because he stayed inside of her too long. When he slipped out she felt his release pour out of her and as always Harry watched amazed. He reached over to the bedside table for a tissue to clean her up, careful not to apply to much pressure onto her sensitive center.
Afterwards he laid down beside her, pulling her body close immediately. She placed her head on his chest, her face nuzzling into his skin to inhale his scent. Harry intertwined his fingers with hers, kissing her knuckles softly before dropping their joined hands onto his chest.
They laid in silence for a few minutes, no awkwardness or uncomfortable feelings settling in their stomachs. But Y/N could feel that his mind was elsewhere.
“Stop thinking so loud.” she snapped him out of his thoughts.
“Sorry, darling.” he chuckled softly and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“M'thinking about you, though.”
“Are you?” she asked quietly and looked up at him.
“Yeah.”
“And what about me?”
“I…” he started but stopped, a frown spreading over his face.
“Hey.” she whispered and reached up to touch his face with the hand that wasn’t holding his.
“It’s just… I tried to write songs about you. I sat in the studio for hours, trying to find some words that somehow could describe the way I feel about you but… Nothing I came up with seemed to do you justice. There are no words for describing how wonderful you are or how much I love you.”
Tears welled up in her eyes at his words, she never thought about it in that way.
“I don’t want you to feel like you have to write songs about me, you know. Just because I’m your girlfriend it doesn’t mean you have to write about me.”
“I know that but you’re so much more than just my girlfriend. You’re my best friend, my family but most importantly the love of my life. And of course I want to write about you but I know that no song could ever describe our story.”
Her heart melted at his words, a few tears dribbling down her cheeks and hitting his chest.
“I love you. God, I love you so much.” she whimpered and kissed his lips over and over and over again.
Harry stroked her wild hair from her face and kept her close.
“Can you promise me to never ever question my feelings for you again? Breaks my heart when you do.”
“I’ll try.” she giggled.
Harry gave her a playfully stern look, scolding her gently.
“I promise. Think you’ve done a good job at proofing your feelings as well.” she smirked.
“Oh, have I?”
“Oh, yes. But maybe, just to make sure, you could do it again.”
“Just to make sure, hm?” he teased her.
“Just to make sure.”

Dating George Weasley (Requested)

Dating George Weasley would Include (george x female!reader):

  • Staying up late planning pranks with him and Fred
  • When you two got together Ginny and Ron wouldn’t let you hear the end of it
  • Their mother adoring you and sending you a sweater with your initial on it 
  • (you wear yours but more often you’ll be found wearing George’s)
  • A lot of the Gryffindor girls are jealous of you
  • you’re the only y/h girl George has eyes for
  • (and the only girl really)
  • Causing mayhem in potions class together
  • Mcgonagall secretly adoring the two of you
  • Fred constantly complaining about how you “stole his better half”
  • George being your best friend long before you two were anything else
  • Going to his Quidditch games to support him
  • Loving each other unconditionally 
  • (even when he pulls pranks on you mercilessly)
  • Everyone saw something in your friendship long before either of you admitted to having feelings
  • “What? Me? Like George? No, never. He’s like a brother to me.”
  • George admiring you for a long time before he had mustered the courage to ask you out
  • (you’d think he’d used to be talking to you, as friends the two of you rarely shut up)
  • Sometimes you two would fight
  • It would be very passive but it was always apparent something was wrong
  • Like you just didn’t smile at him in the hallway like usually
  • And he’d just instantly know
  • Oh that’s blood brilliant, I wonder what I did this time.” 
  • He’d always brush off fights like they didn’t bother him, and did the same when you were upset
  • But when the two of you were alone he showed how scared, sad and guilty he actually felt
  • The two of you attempting to figure out Muggle games together
  • “What’s a ‘bored game’? How is it a game if it makes you bored?”
  • “Oh, no George! It means ‘board’. Like “b-o-a-r-d” game.”
  • Snuggling with each other in the Gryffindor Common Room
  • (It didn’t matter whether you are a Gryffindor or not, he’d sneak you in if he had to)
  • Pretending to mix him up with Fred every now and then just to hear him say his signature line
  • “Seriously women, you call yourself my girlfriend!”
  • Pillow fights all the time
  • He’s very open about his love for you
  • The first time he told you he loved you was in casual conversation
  • You, George, Fred, Ginny, Hermione and Harry had all been having a conversation about Pygmy Puffs
  • You were making an argument on why Pygmy Puffs could eventually take over the world when he’d just stopped you with a kiss and said
  • “See? This is why I love you.”
  • “Really? This one reason?”
  • “Of course, what else is there to like?”
  • He’d then been smacked with a pillow.
  • But he has millions of reasons why he loves you.
  • (About half of them are “because” since he refuses to tell you everything he loves about you.)
  • (He claims it’ll give you a big head.)
  • Being welcomed in as a Weasley right when you two started dating
  • And you just knew instantly
  • This is where you belonged
  • With him
{Reaction} BTS finding out you’re a multimillionaire at 21

Bts reaction to their girlfriend being a self made multimillionaire and only being 21 . Thank you :-)

Note: Thank you for this request, it was a very interesting approach. 

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/ images used. 

Min Yoongi/ Suga

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Yoongi: “Who would have though a little bit of childish rebellion towards your parents would get you”

{y/n}: *smirking* “I guess I just like proving people wrong.”

Yoongi: “That’s my Jagi” 


Jeon Jungkook

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

Jungkook: “That’s money than I’m worth!”


Kim Taehyung/ V

Originally posted by kths

Taehyung: “That’s cool… but I’m still paying for this date, Jagiya.” 


Kim Namjoon/ Rap Monster

Originally posted by pjkook

Namjoon: “I knew you were smart… at this rate, you’re clever enough to take over the world. You can rule the world and I’ll be your cute ass boyfriend because that is my talent.”


Jung Hoseok/ J-Hope

Originally posted by junghosyub

Hoseok: “Who is proud of a very intelligent {y/n}? this guy.” 


Park Jimin

Originally posted by bwipsul

Jimin: “You’re so smart and amazing and you’ve accomplished so much, you’re rich and so well known and I’m here doing my laundry, occasionally.”  


Kim Seokjin/ Jin

Originally posted by jinkooks

Jin: “Did I ever tell you how amazing you are Jagi?” 

ryanrambling  asked:

So I've been studying Roman Religion this semester (as opposed to Greek last time) and I gotta say, I love how unapologetic they are about jacking other societies' gods. Cicero pretty much says "Yeah we stole Jupiter/Zeus from the Greeks. What are they gonna do about it? Erect a statue in anger?"

lmao, the Romans be doing plagiarism as bad as Melania Trump 

Why aren’t you?

I feel empty,

Numb,

Devoid of emotion,

And I’m trying so hard,

So, so, so hard,

To care,

To listen when people talk,

But I can’t.

I just can’t.

They’re not you.


The world feels the same,

It looks the same,

It sounds the same,

As if nothing happened,

As if you were never there

And I hate it.

I hate it for forgetting your existence,

For moving on so fast.

When I couldn’t.


Sometimes,

I wish I could forget you,

Just like that.

I wish I could erase you from my mind.

Then I hate myself for even thinking that.

And I hate you,

For leaving me here alone,

We were supposed to face the world together.

Now who am I supposed to take over the world with?


I wish you were here,

Standing next to me in the mirror,

Solid and entirely real.

Why aren’t you?

anonymous asked:

Hi!! Can you write a jealous blackhat?? Like, his wife meets his counterpart, Whitehat, and WH makes her swoon and blush and BH gets jealous and overprotective of her? And she teases him about. Please and thank you!! You can ignore this if its complicated.

JEALOUS

Black Hat xWife! Reader (Also White Hat appears…)

A/N: Kay so this isn’t my normal semi-in universe Reader insert as it includes White Hat from the AU, but it was super fun! Black Hat is pretty OOC sometimes, but once again, AU and its a reader insert so…gotta suspend your disbelief a little bit. ((I am saying this more for myself…I have to say this a lot. I am so critical of how I write the crew sometimes X)&))

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Black Hat looked at himself in the mirror with an evil grin, then he looked to you. Oh how he enjoyed having you for his own. The marriage was a good idea, more than good if he were to be honest. Together, you two would take over the world a hundred times over. He could hardly contain himself.

So he didn’t.

Black Hat came up from behind you and began kissing your neck, running his sharp teeth along your tender skin. You chuckled and half attempted to escape his affection, blushing. The soft grazing of his teeth tickled. Black Hat pulled you closer, amused at your struggles.

“Don’t try to run, my dear.” He hummed, finally releasing you. You rolled your eyes and readjusted your necklace. The necklace Black Hat stole for you when you agreed to marry him. You didn’t truly have much of a say in the matter, but even if you did, you still would have said yes.

Tonight, Black Hat was taking you with him to a party in the center of Hatsville. He enjoyed showing you off whenever the opportunity presented itself.

You didn’t know who would be at this party, so as the two of you arrived you stayed close to your husband. Flug and Demencia accompanied you as well, but 5.0.5 stayed home on Black Hat’s command. The last thing he needed was his reputation tarnished further by that goody-goody bear. No one argued with him.

The party nearly stopped when the members of Black Hat Inc walked in. You were notorious criminals, but you weren’t the only ones there. Other criminals from surrounding cities mingled in with the crowd. Black Hat and Demencia smirked, but you and Flug were rendered a bit uncomfortable by the attention.

Pretty soon Flug and Demencia were gone, the former having chased after the latter to make sure she didn’t destroy or kill anything too important. You stayed near Black Hat as he mingled with the other villains at the party, talking about business and the success of Black Hat’s products against the heroes in their cities.

You were quiet enjoying yourself, even joking along with everyone else. At one point you saw one of your friends with whom you used to rob banks and museums, now the fiancé of a villain in New York. You two took a moment to catch up, before being swept away once again by the party.

Things were going well and Black Hat also felt pleased with how the party was going. That is until…

“Black Hat?!” Came an all too enthusiastic and kind voice through the crowd. You felt your husband tense up next to you. He turned around slowly.

“White Hat…” Black Hat scowled. You turned and almost chuckled at what you saw.

The man before you looked very much like your husband, but with a much more…heroic looking color pallet. His hat, coat, pants, and tie were all a bright white, just like his teeth which shined as he smiled at the two of you. Where your husband would wear red of varying shades, this man did the same with blue. His vest was gray, but much lighter than anything Black Hat would ever wear.

“It’s so good to see you!” White Hat smiled, hugging your husband, who simply clenched up. You were surprised at how foreword this man was, no one ever approached Black Hat that way.

“I’m sure it is.” Black Hat responded, dusting himself off after such a disgusting display of affection.

“And who is this lovely creature?” White Hat asked turning his gaze to you. You blushed slightly at the compliment. Black Hat noticed.

“I am y/n.” You smiled, “I’m this grump’s wife.”

“Ah…what a beautiful name for a beautiful person.” White Hat said, taking your hand and placing a kiss there. Your blush grew darker. Black Hat rolled his eyes.

“Thank you Se-”

“White Hat! Forgive me for not introducing myself.” The tall man smiled at you.

“It is no trouble.” You replied. Looking to your more than annoyed husband.

“However, I am curious as to how you know my husband.” You smiled, watching Black Hat’s reaction, “Please tell me more.”

“Oh! Well sure!” And with that White Hat began telling you of adventures and confrontations from years before, taking every opportunity to recall some embarrassing story that made you blush and Black Hat even more flustered. He wrapped a hand possessively around your waist as his counterpart talked.

“And well a few years later, I saw this gentleman a-”

“Alright, I’ve had enough!” Black Hat exclaimed, grabbing your hand, “Come y/n, we have business to attend to before we leave. Where are Flug and Demencia?”

A crashing sound in the distance answered that question before you could. You sort of chuckled as Black Hat pulled you away from his suave counterpart, who offered his goodbyes to your turned backs.

The ride home was rather amusing with Demencia drunk, Flug trying to steady her and your husband keeping one protective arm around you at all times. Following the meeting with White Hat, he hadn’t let go of you for a moment and this pattern continued all the way to the manor.

He pushed you into your room and kissed you roughly, one might even say passionately.

“Someone’s jealous.” You mused when he finally released you.

“I am not!” Black Hat replied, “I just could stand having something so beautiful a-”

“White Hat got under your skin.” You teased, cutting off his sentence.

“Ha! Like I would ever feel threatened by that idiot!”

Black Hat turned and sat on your bed. You chuckled softly and sat next to him.

“Hmm…Too bad.” You said leaning your head on his shoulder, “I thought it was kind of…cute. Sexy even.”

For a moment Black Hat froze, then he looked down at you with malicious, lustful eyes. He kissed you once again, in the most loving way possible…

Theory...?

ok so you know how theres that theory that the original goner ending music is the start to heavydirtysoul?

well i was thinking that the original goner, heavydirtysoul, and the ‘new’ goner could be telling a story. in the first rendition of goner we clearly see that tyler loses. hes a goner, theres no point to living anymore. but he gives it one more day. thats when heavydirtysoul starts. hes begging for someone to save him. his soul. and then the new goner starts and it starts off kinda like the first one but over time you see tyler fights back. he realizes whats going on and he fights blurryface. its that point in the song when he first starts to scream ‘dont let me be gone’ that starts the fight and the final gentle ‘you’ is the end. its llike a sigh. tyler won this time. he decided (story-wise or real life) to stay alive for just another day and he realized that it was worth it, he can beat this thing and live.

i just know a lot of suicidal people do this, where they decide to live just one more day, or one more week etc.

im saying its worth it, and those songs are proof. we’ll beat our demons one day. and we’ll be happy to be alive. just keep fighting. 

just one more day.

anonymous asked:

We're so blessed to be living in the Harry Styles era. Like?? How did we get so lucky. He is a legend. He will define our generation. He's a star. The kind of star we'll be talking to our grandchildren about. We'll tell them we were there when Harry Styles was taking over the world. Wow. I feel honored.

I DON’T REMEMBER SENDING MYSELF THIS ASK

anonymous asked:

elementary school boyf riends pls give me the good shit

I don’t have time for a fic till later today cuz I’m leaving so sure!

- This is where Jer and Mich met and became instant BFFS.

- They met because they were both avoiding Social Interaction under the recess playground. Michael saw Jeremy’s Zelda shirt and was like “woah! I love that game!” “Really? Link is so cool!”

- Christine unironically loved those music classes where you learned to play recorder, she took it very seriously and got competitive- don’t test her recorder skills she can play moonlight sonata

- Rich was known as the “clumsy lisp kid” which confused him because he didn’t know what a lisp really was until he was bullied for it

- Jeremy had one of his front teeth missing for like 2 years it wouldn’t grow back and no one knew why

-On the contrary Michael was the opposite, never losing his teeth. He wanted to lose one so bad that he’d swear his teeth were wiggling when they weren’t, and would carry tho little tooth necklaces

-Rich once shoved a kid face first into the sand box

-Jenna was that kid who asked the really weird and concerning questions that made you think kids know more than we think

-you remember the cheese touch? There was something like that but the Rich Touch

-at first rich didn’t mind and abused his new found power but eventually that starts to catch up with you

-Michael went over Jeremy’s house for the first time uninvited. His parents were a bit late picking him up so Jeremy said “why don’t you just take the bus with me” and being a kid he just went with it. You’ll never understand Mr and Mrs Heere’s fear that another kid showed up to their house

- One time Jeremy tried to tell Chloe that she dropped something so he tapped her shoulder and told her, Chloe turned around and said “oh god it DOES talk”

- The school lunch was so terrifying that Jeremy and Michael used to pretend they were mutant zombies and the lunch ladies were trying to take over the world

- Michael always had Swedish fish in his lunch box for some reason

- Michael bringing his own lunch was nice because kids would usually force Jeremy to give them his lunch, or the lunch would be too gross to eat, they ended up sharing a lot

- Michael got his glasses in second grade and was pretty ok with them but was even more ok with them when Jeremy saw him and was all “you look AWESOME!”

-Jeremy was the dinosaur kid, he would constantly rawr

-Jenna, Brooke, and Chloe all played house together. Brooke and Chloe were married.

-Christine moved in during second grade, and she fit in pretty quickly. She wasn’t omg amazing and popular, but no one hated her

-Jake walked himself both home and to school, even in kindergarten

-on the playground once Jake yelled “watch this!” And jumped on the fireman pole, only to slip and faceplant

-that’s how Jake lost his first tooth

It doesn’t hit her for days- weeks really - the magnitude of what she’s done. It was so much easier in that moment when it was just a button, just a solution.

It was just another day like any of the past two weeks with Kara helping clean the debris and coming home covered in dust when the thought finally rears its head - Was she a murderer?

There had been no Daxamite bodies for anyone to clean up and it had been easy to think that all of them had beamed back up into their ships and somehow survived. It was definitely much easier than thinking about the implications of that one button.

She had helped in almost killing all of the Daxamites. Who knows how many Daxamites had died. Maybe it was just a handful, maybe she had wiped out half of an entire species.

It was one button, but who knew how many lives she had ended. Sure, they were trying to take over the world and she had saved countless lives in turn, but since when had she taken murder so easily?

Was it because she couldn’t see it all happening? Because they were people who didn’t matter to her?

And then she’s brushing off the dust from her suit when it hits her- it’s not dust, it’s ashes.

MC and the wisdom teeth drugs

I’m honestly so confused by America sometimes? I mean everyone knows those video’s of drugged up chicks and dudes saying none sense after getting their wisdom teeth removed. Thing is though, I got mine removed and I didn’t get any drugs for it like that. They gave me local anaesthetics and chopped them out. Are ‘Murrican’s such suckers that you have to be knocked out completely for a simple teeth removal? Well thanks to the pussies overseas at least the rest of a world has reason to laugh and write things like this. Anyway @aubrobrewhaha and everyone else:
Hope you enjoy!

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Zen

♬ seeing you high and helpless awakes the protector in him

♬ he is so concerned he doesn’t even let you walk, instead carrying you everywhere

♬ for the most part you’re really out of it

♬ but then you get home and that is where things start to get interesting

♬ after Zen sat you down he was about to get up when you squished his face between your hands

♬ your eyes were wide with eyes as you stared at him

♬ “You’re fucking beautiful” and “When did you turn into a fairy” where some of the things you said

♬ then you’d broken out in tears, crying about being scared of Zen flying away

♬ “I’ll never find someone as pretty as you to love me. Don’t leave.”

♬ Zen had been torn between feeling sorry for you and utterly flattered

Yoosung

★ Yoosung had been so sure he’d be prepared for it

★ he was a vet, so he knew at least a little bit about medicine

★ working with humans turned out a lot more complicated than dogs

★ for one you tried to nibble at your cats paw

★ he had to wrestle the poor animal from your grasp for the cat’s and your sake

★ Yoosung hadn’t looked for just a sweet second when you’d walked into a door

★ upon crying you asked him why you hurt so much

★ when he explained it was because the doctor took your teeth you gasped

★ “How could you let him steal my teeth?!”

★ it was a long couple of hours

Jaehee

♨ when she was finally allowed to enter, you were awake but obviously out of it

♨ first you asked her whether this was real life, to which she assured you it was

♨ then you asked who you were, which was quite philosophical in a sense

♨ after that you asked Jaehee who she was, which admittedly stung a tiny bit

♨ she explained that she was your business partner, that you had a cafe together

♨ somehow that seemed to disappoint you, making Jaehee a little worried

♨ “You’re so hot though. I really wanna date you…”

♨ Jaehee just gaped at you to which you blinked at her

♨ the two of you had been dancing around one another for months now

♨ well, who would have thought that drugging you up would do the trick

Jumin

♛ he got you home straight away only to hire a private doctor

♛ health is the most important thing to Jumin, especially yours

♛ he’d been so worried about something going wrong…until the drugs set in

♛ Jumin had taken his eyes off of you for only just a second

♛ when he looked for you he found you on all fours

♛ deeply engrossed in a conversation with Elizabeth the 3rd

♛ it was the most adorable thing he’d even see, you copying what the cat did

♛ he couldn’t just sit and watch, so he got up and handed you a pair cat ears

♛ you put them on and happily continued to meow at the cat while he tried not to laugh

♛ Jumin never said he was a good person…

Saeyoung/Seven

☼ Saeyoung had prepared for this day

☼ he’d seen the YouTube videos, set on making you a star as well

☼ the fun already began as he wheeled you to the car

☼ you told everyone you passed how much you loved them

☼ Saeyoung had never laughed as hard as watching you propose to a stranger

☼ during the car ride you started talking about how diabolic flies were taking over the world

☼ “Look at them, Saeyoung, rubbing their little hands together. They’ll dominate us all!”

☼ When you got home and the decided to put your head in the freezer he broke out crying

☼ he had to hold himself back though, his laughter was not what YouTube wanted to hear

☼ the video got multiple million hits and you hated him for it

Saeran

☀ he’d really hoped that you’d be one of those funny drugged up people

☀ for a short while you actually were, flailing your tongue around crying that they cut it off

☀ that is when apparently you noticed the stitches

☀ you’d started to stuff your fingers in your mouth, trying to rip them out

☀ apparently the illuminati were trying to silence you

☀ Saeran literally had to ring you down to keep you from touching

☀ when you slapped at him to touch again he was debating to just let the infection and death claim you

☀ instead he tied your hands together and to the headboard of the bed

☀ he then sat beside you and held your tongue between his fingers, to keep you from licking

☀ you’d have to make this up to him big time 

Jihyun/V

📷 he remembers his time getting his teeth removed, so V tries to be considerate

📷 it’s hard not to laugh though, when you think that you’re Kylie Jenner

📷 especially when you explain that it’s due to your fake ass, fat lips

📷 when he’d chuckled you’d looked at him, asking whether he was a kidnapper

📷 it took him 15 minutes to assure you he was your boyfriend and police was not necessary

📷 once at home he led you upstairs where you noticed his cameras

📷 you started to cry, accusing him of being a sleazy paparazzi

📷 “Leave Kylie alone!”

📷 had you just memed him completely drugged up?

📷 when he told you the next morning you wanted the ground to swallow you

This is the best parody of WMYB!

Story Time!

  @rainbow-kandi-korn22

  Once upon a time there was a ghost named Morro, and this ghost (named Morro) was very salty.  And if you ever happened to run into him, you would have most positively had a pleasant time with this: 

Originally posted by lyren-in

If you were looking for someone who had:

Originally posted by animatedtext

You probably found just what you were looking for.  And you were very happy. And possibly never seen again.

Morro tried to take over the world because he was mad at an old man who lied to him and made him think that he was special. The old man also had a brother who sent him to Hell too. So that also made him pretty angry as well. 

 To put it quickly. He failed. 

And as a result he ended up getting dragged into the sea by his master the Preeminent, who happened to resemble quote: “An anus with tentacles”, because she is a bitch and was not going to let him get away with failing even though his job was to simply get her there. Which he did by the way. 

 And well, ghosts can’t touch water or they’ll go bye bye and since Morro got dragged into the water he… well, he went bye bye. And his salt spread all over the sea. 

And that is why the Dead Sea is so salty. 

*closes book* The End!