what the hell is feet

man. today i went to get dessert and happily grabbed one cookie. just one cookie. and i was satisfied with one cookie. what the hell? 10 year old me would spit at my feet, why is this happening to me

Housemates!NCT Part 3

Minus the minis ofc

Your university runs out of dorm space, forcing you to find a last minute living arrangement with some international students. In other words, you’re basically screwed.

Warnings: alcohol, drugs, sex, profanity

Word Count: 1200ish bc i closed my google doc woops

Part One | Part Two | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six |  Part Seven | Part Eight | Part 9 | Part 10

Also check out my College! thing too to help you tide yourselves over as i’m a shit head :)

College!Jaehyun | Ten

A/N: I can’t believe y’all like this shit omfg. Also there’s a small serious part in here but it gets resolved fairly quickly. Part Four scheduled for either this Friday or Saturday.

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the signs as inspirational ff7 quotes
  • aries: "it's cuz of that !@#$ 'pizza' that everyone down here is suffering"
  • taurus: "quit slapping me! you old wench!!!"
  • gemini: "huh? finger!? what the hell?"
  • cancer: "sit down in those chairs and drink your goddamn TEA!"
  • leo: "alright everyone, let's mosey"
  • virgo: "you look like a bear wearing a marshmallow"
  • libra: "..............."
  • scorpio: "i ain't INTERESTED in a buncha scrubs like you!"
  • sagittarius: "out of my way. i'm going to see my mother"
  • capricorn: "this guy are sick"
  • aquarius: "i've been here since the beginning and i still don't know what the hell's goin' on"
  • pisces: "it's pretty hard standing on two feet"
Candles (Tony Stark x Reader

I DO NOT OWN THE GIFS | WORD COUNT: 1,197

WARNINGS: yelling/arguing, cursing, crying, fluff, birthday (?)

You smiled as you stared at your ceiling. You just knew it, today would be awesome. It was your birthday and nothing could go wrong today. So, you promptly got up and changed into the outfit you had been planning for days, and fixed everything else, smiling at your appearance. Nothing could ruin today. And as you practically skipped out of your bedroom in Stark Tower, your heart sank lower than your feet.

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Not superwoman (mini series part 3)

A/N: John Murphy has one person who’s exempt from his sarcasm and verbal cruelty.
Characters: John Murphy, mentions of Nathan Miller and Jasper Jordan.
Pairings: John Murphy x reader
Words: 1134
Spoiler(s): None
Warning(s): Maybe swearing
Prompt: Their entire body freezing for a second when their love kisses them.
Requested by: Anonymous

John Murphy yawned, the hunt was moving painstakingly slowly and he couldn’t help but let his mind wander to other, more important things. Earth was becoming a bit too boring for his liking, I mean sure, the trees were great, and there was nothing as nice as having enough oxygen for the first time in ages, but the people ruined it.

Branches snapped under your feet and you cursed your clumsiness. Okay, Murphy thought, not everyone annoyed him. A body crashed into Murphy and knocked him off his feet, the boy turned around angrily.

“What the hell Miller?” Murphy shouted, shoving the other boy back.

“Woah, Murphy calm down,” Miller said, “it was an accident.”

“Well maybe if you weren’t so goddam incompetent we would’ve caught something by now.” Murphy fumed, “Oh come on,” he continued, looking around, “we’re all thinking it.”

“No need to be such a dick about it,” Jasper cut in, “we’re all trying our best.”

Murphy snorted, but let the matter drop. Your eyes bored into his, making his stomach jump for a moment. He hated that you had that effect on him, it made him feel weak and more than a little bit foolish.

“Come on guys,” you said, still looking at Murphy, “let’s just keep hunting. Food isn’t gonna catch itself.”

John sighed, now he’d made you mad. These next few hours were going to be unbearable, he hated making you upset.

“Okay. Miller, Monroe, Jordan, you take the left, Murphy, Sterling, you’re with me.”

You were furious as you made your way back to camp. During the second leg of your hunt, Murphy had started two fights, Jasper had started a ‘small’ fire which had almost cost Munroe her life when grounders had spotted it and Sterling had freaked out when skinning the deer you’d caught, which meant the pelt they’d been relying on having for winter was ruined. Bellamy was going to be super unimpressed with you, but that wasn’t why you were mad.

Earth was terrifying you. You knew it was better than lockup, but every day was a struggle. Every day was a fight for survival, and you honestly didn’t know how you were expected to win. Everyone always expected you to be calm, to know what was needed, to do the smart thing. Every hour, of every day. Between the grounders and the land itself, you had more than enough things trying to kill you, you didn’t need to be worrying about killing each other. That led you to your biggest problem, John Murphy. You weren’t sure what to think at this point, he was a pain in the ass, but you could sense something more, something pure and kind and essentially good in him.

“Y/N, “ Bellamy called, “everything okay?”

“Ask them.” You replied, pointing at your misfit hunting group, “We brought food, but Sterling wrecked the pelt. I’ll go out again tomorrow and get another one.”

“Not alone you won’t.” Bellamy said with a smile, “Go get something to drink, Monty’s made some of his famous moonshine.”

“You’re not mad?”

Bellamy shook his head, “Today wasn’t your day, tomorrow we’ll go out again and you can redeem yourself.”

You rolled your eyes and smiled at your obviously tipsy friend, “Okay Bell, whatever you say.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Murphy slink over to the keg and pour himself a drink. What the hell, you thought; I could really use a drink. You’d been nothing but responsible and cautious since your arrival on earth, you deserved a break.

Murphy was worried about you, you were five cups of moonshine in, and you didn’t seem to be anywhere close to stopping. He didn’t doubt that you could look after yourself while sober, but drunk? You weren’t super woman, and he didn’t want to see you hurt. He watched you stagger to your feet and realized that something was wrong, you looked angry and scared, like a cornered animal. Murphy felt his heart quiver and he knew he had to help you.

“Y/N, here, come with me.” He said gently, placing his arm around your waist and letting you lean on him for support, “Come on, we’re gonna go sit somewhere quiet okay? Does that sound good?”

“We’re gonna die John,” you whispered, “we’re all going to die.”

“Shh, I’ve got you, don’t worry, we’re safe, you’re safe.” He replied, leading you to a quiet part of camp and sitting you down against a tree, “I’m going to go get you some water okay?” You nodded slowly and pulled your knees up to your chin.

Murphy ran to fill his canteen and brought it straight back to you, mortified when he noticed the tears streaming down your cheeks.

“Woah, woah, woah.”John said quietly, sitting down next to you, “What’s up?”

“It’s so hard.” You sobbed, “Everyone keeps expecting me to know what I’m doing, but I don’t know what I’m doing and I miss my parents and my friends-and-and-“ you broke down, burying you face in your knees.

John was stunned; he had never seen you like this. He wanted to help you; he wanted to make the pain go away but he wasn’t sure how.

“Y/N, I’m sorry,” he whispered, “I’m so, so sorry.”

He was surprised when you looked up, an adorably confused look on your tear stained face.

“Aren’t you scared?” You asked.

“Scared of what?”

You shrugged with a cute hiccup, “I don’t know, death?”

Murphy shook his head, “I try not to worry about things I can’t control.”

Through your drunken state, you looked at John as if examining him.

“You confuse me John Murphy,” you said, “you really do.”

“Oh?”

You nodded, surprising the boy by resting your head on his shoulder. His muscles tensed, he stopped breathing.

“You’re so nice to me,” you explained, still very drunk, ”so, so nice.” You nuzzled into John’s shoulder, breathing in his distinct woodsy smell, “But you’re not nice to anyone else, why?”

Murphy swallowed hard, “Um, I don’t know, you just mean a lot to me I guess.”

He knew you probably wouldn’t remember any of this tomorrow, so there wasn’t any harm in being honest, right?”

“Yeah,” he continued, “yeah I just, I want you to get to know the real me.”

You looked up at him and suddenly felt a rush of affection for the misunderstood boy. On an impulse, you reached up and brushed your lips against his. Murphy froze, completely taken aback.

“Shhh,” you whispered as you pulled away, “it’s okay.”

You kissed him again, and this time, he responded, his hands twisting into your hair.

So what if you were a little bit drunk, you thought to yourself, you weren’t superwoman, you couldn’t do the smart thing all the time.

The Eternal Summer I Spent With You~ Goodbye, Pyunsuke~
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The Eternal Summer I Spent With You~ Goodbye, Pyunsuke~

My Drama CD arrived yay! This Samezuka track is absolutely hilarious LOL. Enjoy~

Momo: The eternal summer that I spent with you— goodbye Pyunsuke.

Momo: *crying*

Nitori: Hey, Momo-kun, don’t cry!

Momo: I’m done for!

Nitori: Momo-kun, you’re not done for! It’s fine!

Rin: Hey, practice is starting.

Nitori: All right c’mon, smile smile!!!

Rin: What’s wrong?

Nitori: Rin-senpai, help us out!

Rin: What the hell is going on? And what the hell is this and that thing by your feet?

Nitori: Eh? Oh, it’s the little case to raise the stag beetle in.

Rin: Stag beetle case? Why the hell did you bring that crap to your dorm?

Nitori: Ah well you see, it seems like the stag beetle that we’ve been raising in our dorm has gone to heaven. Whenever we call his name, he usually comes out of his dwelling, but he hasn’t been responding since yesterday.

Rin: Well, it has been getting colder recently too…**

Momo: PYUNSUKEEEEE *balling*

Nitori: Momo-kun! Come on I’ll give you my lunch tickets. That way you can eat some delicious food, right? You’ll definitely feel better that way!

Momo: Food…*cries*

Nitori: Ehhh??

Momo: I’ve always been putting a lot of attention with feeding the stag beetle, such as giving him stag beetle jelly and food, so when you mention food it just makes me…remember…all those…precious memories…

Nitori: *sigh* I guess instead of making him feel better I made him worse…

Momo: But you don’t understand because I’ve raised Pyunsuke ever since he was a small larvae, and he’s basically like a son to me since I’ve watched him grow up! And whenever he would appear I would be so happy and forget about my tiredness after coming back from swim practice, but then— but then!!! *sobbing*

Rin: Hey uh, why don’t you just drink some nice sweet juice and calm down. You like that sweet juice thing, right?

Momo: Sweet…juice…? *wails*

Rin: Wtf did I do now?

Nitori: What did you remember just now?

Momo: I wanted to try to emphathize with stag beetles, so I tried drinking sweet juice to be closer to them. I thought maybe I would be able to understand them better!

Rin: Uhh…THAT’S why you’ve been drinking sweet juice?

Nitori: Maybe we should just let him be…

Rin: But we can’t just leave him here…*sighs*

Momo: *crying*

Nitori: C’mon, Momo-kun don’t cry! Please!

Sousuke: Hey Rin, there’s something I wanted to ask you about the training menu…What the hell is going on?

Rin: Oh, Sousuke…you came at the right time.

Nitori: Yamazaki-senpai, please help us!

Sousuke: Mikoshiba, what’s wrong with you?

Nitori: The stag beetle we’ve been raising in our room suddenly stopped responding to us so…

Sousuke: Well, Autumn is coming soon so…

Rin: C’mon Sousuke, say something to him!

Sousuke: Why does it have to be me?

Nitori: I beg you as well! If it’s Yamazaki-senpai, you’ll definitely be able to do something, because after all, you and Pyunsuke share the same name— “suke”!

Sousuke: Didn’t you just randomly name him that though?

Rin: THAT’S RIGHT! Sousuke and Pyunsuke— you’re practically family.

Sousuke: Wtf?

Nitori: Yamazaki-senpai!

Rin: SOUSUKE!!!

Sousuke: God what a pain -_-

*dramatic music starts playing, Sousuke pats Momo*

Sousuke: Hey, Mikoshiba…

Momo: Yamazaki-senpai…Pyunsuke has…

Sousuke: Uhhhhh……I heard the news from Rin…

Momo: All I did was care for them so much…so much…

Sousuke: Ah, yeah…

Momo: And I planned to give them to Gou-san…

Sousuke: Err…right…

Momo: And at one point you even tried to take him from me!

Sousuke: Oh uh…right…sorry ‘bout that err…

Momo: But I named him Pyunsuke because of YOU! I wanted him to be like you, manly and strong and super macho…

Sousuke: Hey, listen up Mikoshiba. If you said you wanted to raise the stag beetle to be like me, then that’s fine. Of course, you can’t ever bring back the time when he was alive, but at least he was able to receive all the love he could from you, so I think that alone is enough for him. He has no regrets.

Momo: But how would you know! How would you even know about his feelings?

Sousuke: I know! Of course I know because…we are connected…by the “suke” in our names…

Momo: Yamazaki-senpai!!!!! *hugs Sousuke*

Sousuke: Hey don’t cling onto me like that…jeez.

Nitori: Yamazaki-senpai, that’s kind of stretching it but err…

Rin: *bawling* It’s fine because that was…so beautiful…

Nitori: What Rin-senpai, you’re crying?!?!

Rin: I’m not crying!

Nitori: You’re totally crying…hey what’s that?

Rin: What? *sniffles*

Nitori: It seems like Pyunsuke started moving!

Momo: WHAT?!?!?!

Nitori: Look! He’s moving!

Momo: OMG YOU’RE RIGHT HE’S MOVING!!!!!!! YOU’RE ALIVE, PYUNSUKE?

Rin: WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT WAS ALL THAT FOR THEN!?!?!?

Momo: Ah, that’s right! It’s because this pool is a bit warm for you, right? When the water is warm, stag beetles don’t really move as much and also hide in the dirt.

Rin: What the fuck…

Nitori: Hey, um…before you go celebrating maybe you should err…apologize…

Momo: Huh? To who?

Sousuke: Yeah, that’s just peachy, isn’t it Mikoshiba

Momo: Why are you pulling such a scary face, Yamazaki-senpai? You should er…be happy that Pyunsuke is alive, right? YEAH!

Sousuke: That’s right. I’ll take all the stag beetles you have and return them all to the mountain!

Rin: Um…perhaps we should start practice now…

Nitori: Yes, you’re right…

Rin: Let’s go, Ai.

Momo: SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEE!!!!!!

~~~

Translator’s Notes: **Stag beetles are more of a summer beetle, so they’re known to usually die when it gets too cold.

Also, I’m guessing this happens after Sousuke’s shoulder problem is revealed, so that could probably be why Rin got so emotional LOL.

anonymous asked:

Y'all got me into HunSal and I ship it oh boi what have you guys done to me?

  • well someone threw it in my face too so I know the experience but we are in this together, HunSal anon.
  • Imagine a Chef Sal with Food Inspector Hunk. And they don’t start off well but after learning their pursuits for the art of cooking is on the same wavelength, they hit it off.
  • Or AU where Sal is the owner who doesn’t really do well and then he hires this newbie chef who he thinks will ruin him but no one wants to work for him around this time so what the hell? And then Hunk just sweeps Sal off his feet.
  • Or an AU where Hunk is the one captured by the Galra and he ends up in a hign-end luncheon slave crew for a higher ups and Sal is his Galra supervisor.
  • feed me some hunsal

-mod lance

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Requested by:  leana-armen


The volume was turned all the way up and the trumpets of the swinging song blared their mighty melody. Your feet were everywhere as you danced and flung yourself around your room, at that moment you were the best dancer in the world. You kick your legs to the front of the beat and wag your hands to the back and then jump on your bed, waving your hands in the air. The big finish was coming up and you being to flail your arms around as you jump up and down on the bed.

“OHHHHH YEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!” you cream at the end of the song, landing on your knees for the big finish, your chest heaving.

A clapping sound makes you jump ten feet in the air. “What the hell?!” you exclaim, falling off of your bed. “Ow. Criminy.” you grumble as you sit up to see who it was that was spying on you.

“What a performance.” His blue eyes immediately make you blush. The blonde haired beauty walks up to you.

“S-Steve. I uh.. I was just…”

The muscular Captain America smiled and took you in his arms. “May I have this dance?” he asked, looking at the speakers that were blaring We’ll Meet Again by Vera Lynn. You smile and nod at him.

“I couldn’t resist the call of swing music. I couldn’t ever keep up with the fast ones, but this… I can keep up with this.” There was a sadness in his eyes that was always there, it had been there since the day he had been unfrozen.

“Steve…” He twirled you around your room, and held you closer, his eyes as blue as ice.

“This… This is the first dance I’ve had in years.” he admitted, a light pink flooding his own cheeks. There’s a little part of you that panics.

“I… I didn’t mean to-”

“No, (y/n), if I didn’t want to dance I wouldn’t have asked, but you’re a pretty fantastic partner. “ he spins you around, and suddenly the music stops, but you and ‘Cap don’t stop dancing.

“I… Thanks, Steve.” You mumble, looking down at you feet, still not quite sure what you’re supposed to be feeling. 

handsomehappenings  asked:

“It’s cute that you tried to protect me and all, but you’re like a foot shorter than me, you know?”

  Did he really just go there?
Oh, he didn’t know her as well as he thought he did, it seemed. A low growl escaped the little redhead as she turned towards him, hands on her hips.

  “What the hell does height have to do with anything?! I am five feet of badassery and I will kick your face in just like I would have done theirs if you didn’t get in the way, you misogynistic dickhead. …And you’re NOT that tall, anyway!!

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You were laughing so hard as you strode down the steps that you were within inches of tripping over your own feet and falling on your face. “What the hell was that Sam? You might as well have just told him that we aren’t affiliated with anyone! ‘Have you felt emotional since buying your new home?’ You couldn’t think of a better way to ask that question?” 

You were cracking up again and Sam was walking beside you, staring determinedly straight ahead, his lips pressed together in a thin line.

“Oh, oh! And then halfway through when he got suspicious and you said we’re with animal control? Really?” You stopped cold and hit him on the arm. “Do I look like I’m in animal control, Sam?”

He stopped and stared at you for a second, tilting his head in good-natured annoyance. “Shut up! Bite me,” he said before starting to walk away again.

You chuckled and started after him, taking quick steps to catch up. “We’re both in suits! Animal control?”

“Maybe it was formal day at the office,” he joked back, rubbing a hand over his face. You laughed and shook your head. I guess you’d teased him enough–for now.

Will/Nico Tattoo AU

I needed some Solangelo. 

Prompt: I don’t know you but you were at that party last night and long story short I now have your name tattooed on my ass.  

  • Nico didn’t want to come to this party. But his friend, Jason, practically dragged and begged him to go.
  • At least the party has alcohol. Nico thought as he took another sip of his beer. He was on his third one already and wasn’t planning to stop. If he was dragged to this party, he didn’t want to remember it.
  • And he didn’t.
  • The next morning, he woke up and his head was pounding. 
  • He sat up and there was this pain on his ass, making him jump to his feet. 
  • “What the hell?” He mumbled, rubbing his ass. It hurt like crazy. 
  • He walked to the bathroom and pulled down his boxers, to see if he had a pimple or something that would cause his butt to hurt. 
  • He turned his head and let out a scream. 
  • On his ass there was a name written on there, Will, in cursive writing.
  • The door opened and Jason was there. 
  • “What’s going on? Who’s murdered?” He asked, looking around. His eyes landed on Nico’s ass cheek. 
  • Jason burst out laughing. “You got a tramp stamp!” 
  • Nico, blushing furiously, pulled his boxers up. “I don’t even know a Will!”
  • “Well obviously you do since his name is on your ass!” Jason was doubled over, laughing. 
  • Nico glared at him. He pushed his room mate out of the way so he could go back to his bedroom. 
  • “This is why I don’t go to parties!” Nico shouted.
  • Jason walked over to his doorway. “Dude, I saw you last night and you were trashed. I lost you when I was dancing with this extremely hot girl.”
  • “Why didn’t you, I don’t know, take me home?!” Nico was getting furious. 
  • “Cause like I said, I was dancing with a really hot girl.” 
  • Nico rolled his eyes. “Just leave me alone.”
  • Jason walked back to his room, snickering. 
  • Nico fell on his bed and instantly regretted it. He jumped up and rubbed his butt. 
  • “Stupid fucking tattoo.” He grumbled. 
  • There was a ringing sound and Nico went over to his phone. He didn’t recognize the number, but decided to answer it anyways.
  • “Hello?” 
  • “Hi, this might sound weird, but who is this? This number was randomly in my phone and I wasn’t sure if one of my friends changed their number.” The guy on the other side explained.
  • “Um, Nico.”
  • “Nico? I don’t know a Nico.” The boy on the other end was confused. 
  • “Yeah, well at least you have just a number.” Nico thought out loud.
  • “Huh?” 
  • Nico sighed. “Sorry, I’m just having a rough morning. I came home from a party last night and clearly can’t remember anything that happened.”
  • “Funny you say that. I was also at a party last night and that’s when I spotted a random number.” The guy told him.
  • Nico bit his lip. “What’s your name?” 
  • “Will.” He replied. 
  • “Did you go to Jackson’s party yesterday?”
  • “Yeah, why?”
  • “Well, Will, funny story, I have your name tattooed on my ass.” Nico told him.
  • Will was quiet. Nico wasn’t sure if he was trying not to laugh or didn’t know what to say. 
  • “Huh. Interesting.” Will finally spoke a minute later. “I think we had a great time last night and don’t remember it.”
  • “You think getting a tramp stamp was a good time?” 
  • “Obviously, since you gave me your number. And I’m surprised you remembered it.”
  • “Yeah, well, me too.” 
  • Will was quiet for a moment. “I would like to meet up with you. You know, get to know the guy who has my name on his ass.”
  • “Uh, yeah sure.” Nico replied. 
  • “Great! Meet me at Starbucks in like an hour?”
  • “Okay.”
  • “See you there Nico.” Will hung up.
  • Nico stared at his phone, wondering what really did happen last night.
What I love about the Ten Duel Commandments in Hamilton

Grab a friend, that’s your second: can we just talk about the giant middle schoolers that were the Founding Fathers.  “well my friend said your friend did this!” “well my friend said your friend said that!” i’m sorry are you going to send a different friend later to tell him you actually like like him

Duel before the sun is in the sky: read: in the dark. in. the. dark.  they’re shooting at each other with the world’s crappiest pistols in the motherfucking dark.  exactly how did anybody but innocent bystanders die during this? i mean hell what if burr was actually aiming like fifty feet to hamilton’s left but he couldn’t tell because it was TOO FUCKING DARK

Send in your seconds, see if they can set the record straight: so you’ve gotta pick two people to make sure everybody calms the fuck down and you pick… alexander hamilton and aaron burr. Alexander Hamilton. and Aaron Burr. i’m sorry, were harry potter and voldemort busy that day? did you want to shoot each other so badly that you picked the revolutionary equivalent of gasoline and a match? i mean what morons

You shot him in the side, yes he yields!: i just. really, hamilton? this guy is lying in the dirt bleeding out from his side and this moron’s all “hey. hey lee. lee, did i win? lee. lee you gotta say it. you gotta say i won. lee quit bleeding and tell me i won.”

What is the meaning of this? …Hamilton!: friendly reminder that hamilton was not the one holding the gun, laurens was. i can’t decide whether it says more about washington or hamilton that washington rides up, sees his general on the ground with a hole in his spleen and some stupid kid holding a pistol and his knee-jerk reaction is HAMILTON WHAT DID YOU DO

Meet Me Inside: nothing. i love nothing about Meet Me Inside. Meet Me Inside gives me enormous stress and hamilton it’s okay he calls you son you’re already in enough shit as it is and for once in your goddamn life will you just bE CHILL