white over red

what’s black & white & red all over?  answer: deadpool in a maid costume. on an unrelated note, has anyone found the brain bleach??
A little more Chapter 86

赤髪の白雪姫
第86話
あきづき空太

ミツヒデ「Thanks Kiki, Obi」

オビ「Mitsuhide, it was good that you made it back before we kicked down the tower door.」

ミツヒデ「 I think so as well.  A little longer and I would’ve done it.」

木々「The most important thing is this way we won’t have to compensate anyone for a broken tower door.」

anonymous asked:

can you describe N, Kihyun, Jeonghan, and Jin (mayne suho if thats okay) as PTA moms, please? i love love love this concept so much, it's so funny 😂

hakyeon: expensive wine taste, best fashion - owns a pantsuit for every day of the week. doesn’t really know why she still shows up to the pta meetings all her kids have graduated but she loves to sit in talk with the other moms,,,it’s her fill of Drama

kihyun: doesn’t give a shit about the wine, comes straight from work, keeps his nails well sharpened. gets into fights with teachers who try to give the kids lower grades because kihyun is sure his kids are THE BEST he doesn’t care of changkyun can’t do long division. “let me speak to the principal” kinda mom. banned from chaperoning field trips 

jeonghan: cheap wine is fine but prefers white over red, has the best hair and kihyun secretly hates it. complains the most about the kids because there are so many of them when will they all just grOW UP and jin is like you should love your kids and jeonghan is like i do love my kids. i love dino for example 

jin: drinks wine depending on what he’s had for lunch, voted the prettiest by other moms, probably looks like he has the best handle on his kids but he doesn’t. tries to offer advice to other moms but what he really wants is for someone to take jungkook away and raise him because teenagers are,,,,,,,,,,horrible

suho: cheap wine for the win (and for the saving of money), most expensive jewelry, “this was a gift from kr- i can’t even say his name jESUS”. cries at every meeting. misses the kids who left and refuse to answer any of his texts or calls. begs jeonghan to get minghao to call luhan so suho can know if he’s ok and taking his meds 

Bundle Of Joy - Part Three

Originally posted by bovaria

Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Single Parent!Reader
Summery: Reader invites Bucky in for a drink.
Warnings: None
Part OnePart Two


“So, you’re unmarried.”

It wasn’t a question, yet he had said it with slight hesitation. You hadn’t even noticed the way Bucky had been eyeing your ringless finger as the two of you walked down the empty street, your left hand only visible to him because you had wrapped it around your daughter, shifting her weight off of your chest. Now that he had mentioned it, you suddenly realized that up until this point he had no reason to think that you were a single parent.

“Yeah,” You murmured, your hand curling into a tight fist before you let it drop by your side. “Terribly modern of me, I know. No boyfriend either.”

“Nothing wrong with modern.” Bucky chuckled.

As the two of you turned the corner, your apartment building came into view. The plain, unpainted redbrick structure was connected to every other building on its side of the road, completely identical to those parallel. Craning your head back, you saw that the windows of your apartment were dark - just the way you had left them.
Bucky walked with you all the way to the front door.

“Well,” you started, unwrapping your arm from his, “this is me.”

Even with your daughter fastened against your chest, the cold night sent a violent shiver down your spine. With one hand you gripped your jacket closer to your body in a futile attempt to generate warmth, enveloping your sleeping daughter in the fabric.

“Would you like to come in and have a drink or something?” You asked Bucky, looking up at him with a hopeful smile. “You don’t have to, of course. It’s late and I completely understand if you don’t wanna - ”

“ - I’d love to.” Bucky accepted loudly as a car drove by, cutting you off from you rambling with a bright smile and a short laugh. Your stomach filled with butterflies as you gazed at him, your knees going weak as you felt your heart swell with joy. You could’ve stood there on the doormat until the sun rose above the city, just admiring him.

“Alright then,” You say, turning to the green painted door and pressing one of the five buzzers beside it - the one labeled Ms Vivian Chambers.

“Don’t you have a key?” Bucky asked you, his brow creasing in bewilderment.
You peered at him over your shoulder, taking a step back to look at the fourth set of windows above you.

“Lost them a little while go, but Viv doesn’t mind. I swear she’s nocturnal.”

Bucky didn’t have time to reply, because just as he parted his lips the lock clicked and you swung the old door open.

He followed close behind you as you entered, finding a seldom used staircase and no sign of an elevator upon entry. The place was gorgeous. Polished wood made up the stairs and rails and a red carpet matched the red with gold designed wallpaper.

“Coming?” You asked him from where you stood on the stairs, watching him as he took in his surroundings.

“Uh - yeah.” He said, jogging up the first few steps to catch up with you.

‘Keep quiet,” You hushed as the stairs creaked underneath him. “If Vivian finds you here, I’ll never hear the end of it.”

Bucky chuckled. “I can’t remember the last time I did this.”

“Did what?” You asked, passing the first apartment door and up the second flight of stairs.

“Sneak pass snoopy neighbours with a pretty girl.”

You faltered on the steps as his words reached your ears.

“That’s cute.” You murmured, feeling your cheeks burn.

Once the two of you arrived at on the third landing, you walked straight up to the dark green door, took hold of the handle and kicked, the door reluctantly opening at you show of force. Then a shout came from up stairs.

“Is that you, (Y/N)?” Called down Vivian Chambers. “Who’s that you’ve got with you?”

Your hand fell from the doorknob, leaving it ajar, and you stepped to the side, lent over the railing and peered up at the older woman. “Hello, Viv!”

Vivian Chambers was much older than yourself, with bleached blonde hair that had been sprayed relentlessly until it stood on end in a 80s styled poof. She was tall - even without the killer heels she always wore - and had huge filled red lips. Her voice was scratchy (might have had something to do with how she always had a cigarette in hand) and oddly low. She grinned down at you, the corners of her eyes stretching with her expression. “Hello, dear.”

Licking your lips in hesitation, you looked back at Bucky, gesturing for him to come over. He clasped his right hand over his mouth to suppress his laugh and did as you instructed, relaxing his face before looking up at Vivian himself.

“Ma'am.”

“Whoa!” Vivian exclaimed as soon as he came into her line of vision. “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”

“This is Bucky.” You introduced. “He’s a friend.”

“Oh, honey. Just a friend?” Her laugh was breathy and echoed throughout the building. “A guy like that ain’t just a friend, but if that’s the case Buckaroo, you’re welcome to come up to my apartment. Put some tunes on and…you know.”

“You’re old enough to be his mother!” You choked, tears coming to your eyes as you tried not to bend over in laughter.

Viv gave you a cheeky grin and took a puff of her cig. “Darling, we’re the same age!”

You waved your hand in a dismissive way and turned back to your door, hearing her leave the stairs above. “Yes, well. Parts of us are.”

Giving Bucky a apologetic look, you quietly let him, your daughter and yourself into you apartment. Shutting the door behind you and flicking on the lights, you revealed the mismatched furniture that resided within the bare, red bricked walls.

“Home sweet home.” You stated, stepping into the main living area and throwing your coat over the back of the brown leather couch to your left. The apartment smelt of sandalwood incense with a slightly dusty undertone that tickled your daughters nose, making her sneeze.

“Oop!” You laughed, unclipping the fastenings of the baby carrier. “Hello, sleepyhead.”

Your daughter didn’t seem that fazed by her small series of sneezes and merely whined and snuggled closer to your breast. Heaving a sigh, you preyed her from your body along with the baby carrier and walked passed Bucky into the next room. There you unbuckled your daughter and let her down in her cot to sleep.

“Ms Chambers doesn’t that bad.”

“Ha!” You laughed, walking back into your living room area where Bucky had sat himself down on your couch. “You don’t know her like I do. Trust me, as soon as you’re gone she’s going to be straight down here with a bottle of something and will try to cox your entire life story out of me.”

“Now, what would you like to drink, Bucky?” You asked him.

“What do you have?”

Opening the cabinets above the kitchen bench, you peered at the bottles you had in store there. “White and red wine and bourbon.”

“Glass of white for me, thanks.”

You twisted around to look at him. “Seriously?”

“What?”

“Nothing,” You said, taking the wine bottle out, “it’s just that you’re possibly the first guy I’ve known who’d rather white over red.”

Pouring yourself and Bucky a glass each, you balanced the glasses in each hand as you walked over to him, the bottle tucked under your arm. Taking his glass, Bucky budged over to allow you space to sit down next to him after you set the wine bottle of the coffee table. Shifting around on the cushions, you sat to face him.

“So,” You begin, “tell me about yourself, Buck.”


Part Four

BUNDLE OF JOY TAGLIST

@paranoid-borderline-insane @dance4angels @kennadance14 @fab-notfat @cassandras-musings @livasaurasrex @iamwarrenspeace @hollycornish @greek-freak101 @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x @priettierthanyou @purplekitten30

Listen, female Carim knight Ashen One with the firekeeper as her lady. She would fuck up all of Lordran just bring her lady the Ashes of Lords. An Ashen One who would stop in the middle of combat just to pick flowers because “my lady might like this”. Of all the pretty gems, rings, and other baubles, she only gives the Firekeeper flowers(and maybe herbs) because she knows her lady can’t see. 
This concept gives me so much life.

Anyways, I want more gay DS3 art so I made some lol. I wish there were more interactions with the Firekeeper, I just love her so much. 
My fave gay trope is female knight and her lady. If any of you can recommend me stuff that has that I’d give you a dorito bag and my adoration for like 3 days.

The most adorable thing just happened.. My iranian/afghan neighbours just adopted a child from Sudan and he speaks very little english and is new to the country so I told my brother to play with him since they are the same age.. Even though we barely understand arabic they are able to communicate a little. He is so adorable & feels like my brother even though we’ve known him for less than a day? We’re gonna invite him over and cook him somali food

anonymous asked:

Some late leo rankings: the US Rio leos, in order? Thanks!

WHOEVER ASKED THIS, I LOVE YOU.
I’ve probably already overly expressed this, but I think the US leos were fucking INCREDIBLE.

1. We all know what this will be: ALY’S AA LEO (Laurie’s Beam leo)

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, I am a WHORE for Aly in red. This leo GIVES ME LIFE. And I will be so very, very sad if we never see it in competition again. Obvs it looked good on Laurie in beam final too, but ALY IN RED. I adore the cutouts, and the fact that the mesh extends down the arms. The neckline is shaped PERFECTLY, stylish, but not too low cut. I think the rays of crystals are placed perfectly, they almost radiate from the face, as if to say, look up at me, I’m a star, but it’s also really understated? I also love that it’s a V-neck. I JUST LOVE IT OKAY. IT’S MY FAVORITE LEO EVER.

2. Team Final

ICONIC. No real explanation needed. This would be #1 if it wasn’t for Aly’s AA leo. (Also look at Aly’s abs in this picture, YAS). Like this is just designed PERFECTLY to be a team final leo. The fade of the red, the balance of the navy/stars to the white with red stripes. I know the ‘USA’ is the same on every leo, but I feel like it stands out REALLY well on this one. It looks good on EVERYONE. 

3. QUALIFICATIONS

These were just gorgeous. And perfect for a qualification leo. To me, it said “Hey, just an FYI, we’re here and we obvs gonna dominate but like we’re not gonna really show it off yet.” Again, this looks good on everyone, but in a more understated way.

4. Simone AA 

I mean just look at that leo. It looks incredible on her. I’m honestly SO GLAD no one else wore this leo in competition because the fact that only she wore it sort of said, “Yepp, I’m the GOAT and this is the leo you’ll always remember, just like Mary Lou’s, because I’m the only one who wore it and I SLAYED.” The red and white stripes are placed perfectly. The mesh/see-through sleeves, with perfect placement of crystals up the arms. The blue extends all the way up the back over the inside of the shoulders. The stars on the torso are just… yes? Like Idk how else to describe them.

5. White version of the Floor leo

Idk why I adore this SO MUCH? But I think that the fade on the red into white is executed PERFECTLY. I usually HATE all or mostly white leos (McKayla Maroney’s vault leo, I’m looking at you), but I LOVE this. I think it’s designed extremely well. The gradient on the sleeves is just perfect. I prefer the white ribbon over the red. The placement of the red gradient on the torso is placed REALLY well.

6. Podium Training

Again, Aly in red. I like the US in all red in general. The v neck is great. I LOVE THESE SLEEVES. If I could change anything about this leo it would be the weird line of where the torso portion ends above their breasts? I think this would be beautiful as a mini v neck instead of a mini inverted v neck? But I still like it.

7. The Cursed Leo of 2016

The unfortunate circumstances of this leo aside, I actually like Gabby in this leo? Better than Simone. I’m shocked too. I think it’s honestly designed well. Like really well. If it wasn’t for the superstition…

8. Floor finals

THIS LEO HAD SO MUCH POTENTIAL. It’s perfect IMO, except for the weird ass red ribbon v neck thing. Like imagine this leo without that ribbon, it would be BEAUTIFUL. Especially with how the crystals are placed on the torso, like yes. The sleeves are YES. If you couldn’t tell, I ADORE mesh/see-through sleeves (is there a better word for that?). 

BONUS:
Training Leos!!

1. Gradient Heaven

2. The non cursed version of this leo (ft. the Dutch!)

3. Blue and Red Party

4. Another White Leo I actually sort of like?

5. American Flag-it-Out

6. Are they Stars? Are they polka dots? WHO KNOWS.

MY UNDERSTANDING OF TRUTH

by Jake Chambers

“I will show you fear in a handful of dust.”

-T.S. “Butch” Eliot

“My first thought was, he lied in every word.”

-Robert “Sundance” Browning


The gunslinger is the truth.

Roland is the truth.

The Prisoner is the truth.

The Lady of Shadows is the truth.

The Prisoner and the Lady are married. That is the truth.

The way station is the truth.

The Speaking Demon is the truth.

We went under the mountains and that is the truth.

There were monsters under the mountain. That is the truth.

One of them had an Amoco gas pump between his legs and was pretending it was his penis. That is the truth.

Roland let me die. That is the truth.

I still love him.

That is the truth.

When is a door not a door? When it’s ajar, and that is the truth.

Blaine is the truth.

Blaine is the truth.

What has four wheels and flies? A garbage truck, and that is the truth.

Blaine is the truth.

You have to watch Blaine all the time, Blaine is a pain, and that is the truth.

I’m pretty sure that Blaine is dangerous, and that is the truth.

What is black and white and red all over? A blushing zebra, and that is the truth.

Blaine is the truth.

I want to go back and that is the truth.

I have to go back and that is the truth.

I’ll go crazy if I don’t go back and that is the truth.

I can’t go home again unless I find a stone a rose a door and that is the truth.

Choo-choo, and that is the truth.

Choo-choo. Choo-choo.

Choo-choo. Choo-choo. Choo-choo.

Choo-choo. Choo-choo. Choo-choo. Choo-choo.

I am afraid. That is the truth.

Choo-choo.

—  Stephen King “The Waste Lands”
Wholesome Week 2: Family Bonding

This prompt is based off of @moringmark ship war AU, enjoy XD


“Come on you two,” Macro called from the kitchen. “I got something amazing to show you two.” 

“We’re coming!” Elizabeth and Jam said together as they entered the kitchen. But, the siblings let out a small gasp of astonishment by what they saw. On the counter was a variety of food and spices. There was  tortilla chips, paprika, cinnamon, guacamole, and more. Behind the counter stood their smiling father who was wearing a white apron over his red hoodie. 

“What’s all this for Father?” Jam asked. 

“Yeah Dad,” Elizabeth added in. “Why do you have all this stuff out?” 

“All this stuff is out because I’m about to reveal to you one of my greatest secrets of all time.”Marco said. “I’m going to show you how to make my world Super Awesome Nachos!” Jam and Elizabeth let out yells of Joy and hugged each other in excitement as they jumped up and down. The two were so happy that it took a couple of seconds to realize what they were doing. The siblings  pulled apart from each other as they both try to compose themselves back to normal. Marco couldn’t help but chuckle at this. While the two  have grown closer as siblings, they still tried not to show too much affection for each other.

“Father,” Jam said. “I’m glad you are teaching us how to make your nachos, but why now?” 

“Yeah,” Elizabeth added as she looked at her father. “Why are you doing this? Are you doing this to make us happy before delivering bad news? Cause you did the same thing with mom when you knocked over one of her ship in a bottle.” 

“Relax Elizabeth,” Marco said. “Everything is fine. I decided to teach you two the recipe since you and Jam have been getting along better. Now are you guys ready to make some nachos? “ 

“Yeah!”
                                                           …

“Marco!” Star yelled as she pushed open the door. Jackie, and a trail of floating shopping bags followed behind her. “Jackie and I are all done with shopping. Are you ready for Friendship Thursday?” 

In response, the girls heard loud groans from the kitchen. Using her wand to set down the bags, the girls went toward the kitchen only to gasp at what they saw.It looked like a tornado tore passed by.  Cheese sauce dripped from the ceiling,  along The most surprising thing was how Marco, Jam, and Elizabeth covered in flour and beans. Yet despite the mess of the kitchen, a plate of nachos was in the center of the table.
 
“What in the world happened here?” Jackie asked. Marco let out a loud sigh.

“Well somebody put their sentient spice bottle in the seasoning cabinet.” Marco said as he glanced at Star who  gave a nervous smile. “Unfortunately it didn’t have a label, so I assumed that it was Paprika. You can figure out what happened.”  

Star rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment. “I’m sorry about that Marco. I don’t even remember how it ended up in there.” 

“It’s okay Star,” Marco replied. “I figured it was accident.” 

“On plus side though,” Elizabeth said. “We were able to make a proper plate of nachos the second time around.” 

“And they are terrific,” Jam added in as he grabbed one and proceeded to eat it.
“Hey!” Jackie called out in a false tone of anger. “Save us some!” 

Jackie and Star quickly got seats at the table as they too started to grab Nacho’s. As the five of them ate, they all couldn’t help but feel happy together.

“Look at us,” Star said as she grabbed another Nacho. “We are like one big happy family.” 

Due to Star closing her eyes to savor the taste of the nacho, she didn’t see Jackie, Elizabeth, Jam, and Marco glance at each other nervously as they all  awkwardly  laughed at Star comment.


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