would you mind stop

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Why did I even draw this

Fluffy & Cuddly {Sentence Starters}
  • "Hey, scoot over. You're squishing me!"
  • "I didn't say you could stop hugging me."
  • "Stop hogging all the blankets!"
  • "You make a good pillow."
  • "How long can we stay like this? Because I don't want to move."
  • "Are you falling asleep on me?"
  • "You weren't watching. You missed the best part!"
  • "Don't stop playing with my hair."
  • "Would you mind handing me the remote?"
  • "Stop, your feet are cold!"
  • "Look, if you want food, you have to let me get up."
  • "You're warm. I'm cold. Let's cuddle."
  • "You fell asleep on me. Maybe you should go to bed?"
  • "Well, my arm's asleep, but I'm glad you're comfortable."
  • "Stop changing the channel, you jerk!"
  • "You're getting crumbs all over the blankets."
  • "I see you eyeing that pillow. Don't you dare."
  • "Don't move. I finally got comfy."
  • "Would you stop wiggling?"
  • "Hey, are you still awake?"

query: why do people italicise or capitalize words for emphasis? thats like the most boring possible way to add intesity to a word or phrase

superior emphasis: drawing a sword. if somebody draws a sword you know theyre saying something important

example sentence: on your way home from work, would you mind stopping by the store? we need bread, eggs, and milk. *draws sword* and dont forget the butter this time

Imagine #4 Erik Lehnsherr, Charles Xavier

Imagine… Being an old acquaintance of Erik’s and meeting him at Xavier’s school, where him and Charles both show an interest in you.

Not my gif

Words: 1495

Warnings: fem!reader, typos

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“Uhm, excuse me?”, you asked a young girl passing by you while juggling a bunch of pears without touching them. It amazed you how openly those kids used their powers, as if they weren’t peculiar in any way. Well, they weren’t at this school, you reminded yourself. The girl stopped and eyed you curiously. “Would you mind telling me where I can find Professor Xavier’s office?”, you asked and smiled.

“It’s down the hall, to the left.”, she responded and turned around to pick up a pear she had dropped.

“Thanks.” Your heels loudly hit the floor as you walked past doors behind which you could feel the presence of students and teachers, children and adults. You were neither, you thought, and still, you were here. Right now you were just looking for someone to tell you how to use your abilities. You were hoping the Professor could maybe provide you with some information.

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CALLING IT:: 11X20 CHUCK REVEALS THAT HE’S GOD 

What if I said I would break your heart?
What if I said I have problems that made me, mean?
What if I knew I would just rip your mind apart
Would you let me out?
Maybe you can stop before you start
Maybe you can see that I just may be too crazy to love
If I told you solitude fits me like a glove
Would you let me out?
—  You should know where I’m coming from
Not Salvageable

After Hawke is left behind in the Fade, Varric wants to become friends with Sebastian, thinking that’s what the Champion would want. Sebastian believes it’s too little, too late.



He hadn’t moved.

Varric left Sebastian in the Skyhold tavern. He took his time, getting the sense from the Prince’s statue stare that he wasn’t in a mood to talk. When he came back with the cask of ale he’d been saving, the bar had emptied out. The last few stragglers were gone, leaving Sebastian sitting in smoky orange light. Aside from one twitching foot, not seen but heard against the creaking wood panels, he was motionless. Lips clamped shut, arms folded on the table. Eyes like cold glass, fixed on the wall across from him.

The Prince of Starkhaven was visiting the Inquisition base on official business. To see the progress of his investment, was the claim. Utter horse shit, is what Varric knew it to actually be.

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BUT imagine that this is also how Dean greets his angel when he texts Cas in the morning whenever they’re separated.

‘Morning, Sunshine. Found anything worth mentioning? Are you any closer to solving the Lucifer thing? Need any help?’

‘Morning, Sunshine. I know we’re both busy, but I kinda miss you… See you soon?’

‘Morning, Sunshine. Seeing as you’re on your way back to the bunker, would you mind making a quick stop to get me some pie?’

‘Morning, Sunshine. You awake yet? Sorry for making you wake up in an empty bed, but I’m waiting for you in the kitchen with coffee and those weird yellow flowers that you like and one simple question… Just saying, when you wake up and come down here, ideally the answer to the question would be “yes”.’

anonymous asked:

Why can't racists choose not he be racist? Why do they need special treatment and kid gloves?why do, eg, black people have to reach out to the KKK?

Hm, why would anyone try to reach out to people, open their minds, and save their souls? Why would you want to stop racism hmmmmmmmmmmm

scionmage:

{❧} —- “Aye. Thank you Yda.”

Papalymo stayed close to her, and kept his head against her chest. He didn’t want to move at all and there was going to be nothing that would end up stopping him.

{❧} —- “I do hope you don’t mind me doing this at least.”

“I don’t.”

Yda shook her head, before resting it back down on her pillow once again. She grinned up at the ceiling above her, rubbing her partner’s back gently. She wasn’t sure if he was stressed or worried, or something like that… But she was going to make sure that he stayed calm.

“Are you listening to my heartbeat? Is that why you’re laying there?”

@scionmage

Sing

*Requested: Y/N has a talent for singing. (lyrics are from An Old Fashioned Love Song)*

It was the one thing you remembered. You sang it all the time, afraid that if you let your singing stop, it would disappear, evaporate from your mind like the rest of your memories had. You sang while you planted the little seeds for today.

‘Just an old-fashioned love song
One I’m sure they wrote for you and me
Just an old-fashioned love song
Comin’ down in three-part harmony’

“Y/N? What are you doing?” Newt asked and you looked up to see that he and the other Gardeners had stopped their work and were just staring at you.

“Oh, sorry. I was singing.” you said and went back to your work, humming quietly.

“You can sing?” he asked and you looked up again.

“Yeah…? Can’t you?” you asked and he laughed and shook his head as if the idea was ridiculous.

“How can you sing when we have no memory?” he asked in confusion and you shrugged.

“They let me keep one thing.” you said and turned back down to the soil.

—-

'To weave our dreams upon and listen
To each evening when the lights are low
To underscore our love affair with tenderness and feelings
That we’ve come to know’

“Sing it louder.” you heard Thomas say and you opened your closed eyes and saw the Gladers all in front of you, some sitting and some standing. You had butterflies in your stomach all of a sudden and your breath caught in your throat. You finally continued.

'You swear you’ve heard it before
As it slowly rambles on and on
No need in bringing 'em back
'Cause they’re never really gone’

“No. From the beginning.” Newt chimed in and you cleared your throat. You looked around and saw all eyes on you. Even Alby and Gally were there, intently staring and waiting.

“Okay.” you said and closed your eyes, reaching into the crevices of your mind to sing from the top.

'Just an old-fashioned love song
Playin’ on the radio
And wrapped around the music
Is the sound of someone promising they’ll never go
You swear you’ve heard it before
As it slowly rambles on
No need in bringing 'em back
'Cause they’re never really gone

Just an old-fashioned love song
One I’m sure they wrote for you and me
Just an old-fashioned love song
Comin’ down in three-part harmony

To weave our dreams upon and listen
To each evening when the lights are low
To underscore our love affair with tenderness and feelings
That we’ve come to know
You swear you’ve heard it before
As it slowly rambles on and on
No need in bringing 'em back
'Cause they’re never really gone

Just an old-fashioned love song
Comin’ down in three-part harmony
Just an old-fashioned love song
One I’m sure they wrote for you and me
Just an old-fashioned love song
Comin’ down in three-part harmony
Just an old-fashioned love song
One I’m sure they wrote for you and me

To weave our dreams upon and listen to a song

Just an old song, comin’ down
Just an old song
One I’m sure they wrote for you and me
Just an old song, comin’ down
Just an old song
One I’m sure they wrote for you and me

Just an old-fashioned love song
Comin’ down in three-part harmony
Just an old-fashioned love song
One I’m sure they wrote for you and me

Just an old-fashioned love song
Comin’ down in three-part harmony
Just an old-fashioned love song
One I’m sure they wrote for you and me’

You finished and opened your eyes and saw some Gladers clapping but most of them just sat there and gawked at you.

“Thanks.” you said.

“No. Thank you.” you turned around to see Minho. You hadn’t seen him in the crowd before. He didn’t seem like the type to come watch something like that, as if it was a waste of time.

“I needed that.” he whispered and you smiled at his vulnerability.

“You’re welcome.” you said and turned back to the rest of the Gladers.

anonymous asked:

Kbtbb guys reacting to mc being in a tabloids that she is going to divorce them which isn't true and them misunderstanding

I hope this is to your liking, nonnie! <3 (I didn’t include Luke and Shuichi because I haven’t had the chance to play or read up on em’ yet!)
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Eisuke: Eisuke would internally freak out the minute he read the tabloids; His mind would be a swirling mess as he pages you non-stop, obviously wanting to know exactly what was going on. He knew he shouldn’t believe in such news, especially since he hadn’t heard anything from you personally but still. He wasn’t going to risk anything either.

As you arrived, he’d instantly question you about the article, all the while trying his best to cover up the fact that he was extremely troubled and annoyed by it.

It’d take you a few minutes of convincing and reassuring that it was all just stupid lies before he’d finally calmed down. Eisuke would then quickly regain his composure, acting like as if he was just testing you but for the next few days though, he’d shower you with extra love and care, being oddly clingy at times.

It was obvious how much it affected him secretly, how much he actually loved you even though he had a difficult time showing that.

Soryu: Soryu would be confused and conflicted. He wouldn’t know what to do, what to believe and what to say. Should he ask you? Was this true? Or was this false and he was being absolutely ridiculous? Many thoughts would run through his mind as he sat in his office, staring into space.

It would take him awhile to realize his phone was ringing and when he answered it, he could feel his body stiffening at the sound of your voice. Why were you calling all of a sudden? You weren’t going to divorce him, were you..?

Every second on the phone with you was torture until you finally said that it was false, that the reason why you called him was to let him know not to believe the tabloids, no matter how convincing they seemed to be. Soryu could then feel the weight on his shoulders being lifted up, brightening his mood instantly.

He told you he loved you dearly and that he was stupid to have that tiny doubt in his mind. Soryu would never ever doubt you again as he knew that both your love was much more stronger than anything.

Baba: Baba would hear the news while he was overseas on a job, causing him to panic immediately. It wasn’t like there was any issues between the two of you recently so why would something like this come out? He had to be fake right? You would have called him if there was anything wrong.. Right?

Unable to take the worrying thoughts, he immediately ran you up, praying that you’d pick up. Every second was torture for him and his mind was a spinning mess until, thankfully, he heard your voice on the other line.

It took him a while to pull himself together and ask you outright whether the rumors were true, whether you were divorcing him. There was silence on the other side for a bit until you told him it was all ridiculous news because, you haven’t even heard of it till now. And also that you’d never, ever do such a drastic thing without talking to him or even trying to sort out any issues between the two of you.

Baba could feel relief washing all over his entire body as you continued reassuring him that you loved him and that would never change. He felt stupid for actually almost believing such stories but at the same time, hearing you reassure him was extremely comforting too.

Ota: Ota would be utterly confused. He couldn’t understand as to why such news were spreading or why did it even start to begin with. If you had any intentions on divorcing him, you would have definitely talked to him first right? But at the same time, exactly why would you even do that since there wasn’t really any problems between the two of you?

Though he didn’t want to let it affect him, he could slowly feel the wondering thoughts creeping into his mind; What if this was your way of telling him the both of you were done? What if you simply didn’t want him anymore?

He’d spend his day wondering and thinking, slowly feel conflicted and upset as time passed by until you came home. You knew something was up when Ota didn’t want to talk to you so after some digging and calling others up, you knew why.

You’d hug him from behind and tell him the tabloids were all deceit and that you’d never divorce him, especially since you honestly couldn’t lived without him.

At first he’d feel a little doubtful, only to feel extremely guilty and shameful. How could he believe things he should have known was most probably lies? How could he doubt the one person he came to love so dearly? With that, he’d hug you back and utter an endless amount of “I’m sorry”,“I love you so much” and “I’ll make it up to you.”

Mamoru: Mamoru would sigh in frustration as he stared at the tabloids, annoyed by all the news. Firstly, why did your relationship matter to them? Especially since the both of you weren’t some sort of superstar?

Taking his phone out, he gave you a call, wanting to complain about the news and also, to secretly double check that everything was fine. Yes, he didn’t believe the rumors one bit but at the same time, he wouldn’t want to take anything for granted either.

I would like to state for the record that I will never not even in a million years ever be over the whole beth childs look with the suit and the sunglasses and the bun

The joke of it all is that you are looking from your true nature right now without knowing it. If you would stop being fascinated with the contents of your mind, you would experience what I am saying. Feel your way into what I am saying rather than thinking about it. Only a self-concept looks and longs for God. Drop your self-concept and there is only God meeting God. Enlightenment is the restoration of cosmic humour.
—  Adyashanti