yeah okay b

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‘’ He has too much of his father in him—– ‘’

im gay because i always got the rainbow sprinkles on my ice cream

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“Cause its’ new chicks poppin’ up every day,
And they want the same thing”

I don’t have a caption, I just fuck with this wig heavy. Finals and work been kicking my ass so excuse me if I become less active, I got a life nigaas. I’m abou to grab a couple drinks with my girls at some bar they found idk I just need some liquor in my system. Can school just be over already? That would be great.

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A quick ficlet of Mikey being a badass, and space arc shenanigans with the whole team. 

because people don’t seem to respect that he’s just as much of a ninja as his brothers and probably twice as terrifying 

AO3 version.

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“We go out for drinks, and this happens,” Donnie muttered irritably, shifting the ropes tied around his wrists. “And they weren’t even alcoholic this time.”

“In Leo and Raph’s and my own defense-” April said, also tugging at her bound wrists. “-none of us knew that we weren’t supposed to climb that particular statue. And it’s you, Casey, and Mikey who wandered off; we were just trying to find you!”

“Wonderful job of that. You found us, and then we all got arrested,” Donnie said dryly.

“I said we were sorry!”

“You did, they didn’t,” Donnie nodded at his older brothers, who were slumped against one another unconscious. Casey and Mikey were still conscious, for all the good that did; the two of them also struggling against the rough rope that they’d all been trussed up with.

Around them, the majority of the village they’d stopped down in was gathered. In hindsight, it may not have been the best idea to pick a planet that still had tribal rule, and warrior code. Donnie didn’t like the look of blades swinging from the aliens’ waists, or the sizable masses of their arms.

Earlier, he’d thought it was all very fascinating. A bipedal species with two sets of arms, claw like nails, and fierce looking tusks jutted from their mouths. A genetic marvel from where he came. They also resembled ‘World of Warcraft’ characters, and never let it be said Donnie wasn’t interested in the gaming community, for all its grievous errors and rampant biasness.

Though now, as the chief of the village called to order her assembled followers, they seemed more intimidating than fascinating.

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12 Stages of biasing

1. Oh hi there, you’re cute who are you

2. nahww you’re so handsome and funny, so precious

3. I like you so much 

4. I LOVE YOU

5. Oh look you’re sexy too! so perfect omfg

6. wait

7. what are you doing

8. STOP

9. HOW DARE YOU 

10. /nervous breakdown/

11. I FUCKING HATE YOU

12. YOU RUINED MY LIFE

am I really the only one who doesn’t see the chin grab as ~romantic~? I don’t know to me it was just Gaston being a manipulative asshole and taking advantage of LeFou’s love and loyalty to force him to lie, it’s not a thing to be ‘aawww they’re so cute I ship them so hard *heart eyes*’ about, but anyway

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// x //

anonymous asked:

B (male) is in love with A (female), but A chooses to ignore it so she won't fall in love with him too

1.B:”I love you..” 

A:”Yeah.. Okay, No thanks..” 


2. B:”You could say something!?” 

A:”I have nothing to say on the matter..” 


3. A:”No comment.” 

B:”You cant just ignore me every time I ask you out, I am being serious here! Will you please go on a date with me?” 

A:”Hmmmm…No comment.”

4. B: “I love you.” 

A:”I know, could you please stop reminding me.” 

B: “Not until you give me an answer.” 

A: “Well you’re never getting one, so just knock it off.” 


5.B:”Why can’t you just give it a chance? Huh? What are you so afraid of?” 

A:”Love. Okay. Love is scary, and I dont wan’t anything to do with it, alright. So just leave it alone…” 


I hope these work for you, and if you need anything else, don’t be afraid to ask. 

Title: Take Cover, Baby
Author: beyourgoodnight
Rating: NR
Fandom: One Direction
Ship: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson
Words: 2227
Summary: A hand on his shoulder startles him out of his thoughts, which were dangerously close to spiraling toward full on anxiety. The man connected to the hand snorts at Harry’s reaction and Harry shoots him a look.

“Never met someone so nervous to be returning from war,” Thomas intones sarcastically.

Or, Harry Styles returns from the war and he thinks he might be more nervous to step on the train platform in his hometown than he was to step on the battlefield.

Read it here.

6.10 | 誕生日おめでとう。サイト、ネット。Happy birthday. Saito, Netto.

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#83 Brooklyn Beckham – Siblings

You are in class, counting the minutes and seconds until freedom. Your head hurts and you don’t feel like smiling. But Brooklyn is going to pick you up and that’s the only thing that brings you through the day without killing anyone.

When the school bell rings, you pack your things and leave your class as fast as possible. You rush pass people until you get through the doors. “(Y/N)!” Brooklyn exclaims as soon as you exit the building. A smile instantly forms on your lips as you run over to him. He pulls you into a hug, lifting you up into the air. Brooklyn holds you tightly as he spins you around, making you laugh for the first time today.

“I missed you.” Brooklyn says as he lets you down. He kisses your forehead and then cups your cheeks before kissing your lips. You kiss him back instantly.

“How’s your day, princess?” He asks as he takes your bag.

“My head hurts but other than that, I’m okay I guess.” You say, trying to smile but he notices that it really isn’t okay.

“Wanna come home with me and cuddle?” He asks chuckling.

“Yes please.” You smile and kiss his cheek. Brooklyn takes your hand and you walk home to his house. When you arrive there, Brooklyn puts your bag down and leads you to the kitchen. You sit down on the kitchen island and he steps between your legs, putting his hands on your thighs.

“Sweet or salty?” He asks brightly smiling.

“Surprise me.” You smile at him. Brooklyn takes a step back and goes over to the pantry when his brothers storm in.

“Hey (Y/N)!” Cruz yells and runs around in the kitchen.

“Hi (Y/N)!” Romeo comes in, smiling at you.

“Did you eat yet?” Cruz asks, still running around.

“Cruz! Stop yelling!” Brooklyn yells at his brother, coming back from the pantry.

“Now you’re yelling.” Romeo says smirking.

“HEY BROOKLYN! HEY (Y/N)!” Harper comes in, brightly smiling.

“Another one.” Brooklyn rolls his eyes comes back to you. He takes your hand and you get off the kitchen island. You wrap your arms around his torso as he opens a chip bag behind you. His siblings run around, laughing as they start to chase each other.

“Just leave! And take your sisters with you!” Brooklyn snaps at his brothers.

“It’s okay.” You tell Brooklyn as you snuggle into his chest.

“No, they are yelling while you have a headache.” Brooklyn says and feeds you a chip. You swallow it down and give him a kiss on his cheek.

“It’s really okay, B.” You repeat.

“Yeah it’s okay B!” Cruz sticks his tongue out to his brother and leaves the kitchen.

“B B… hahaha sounds like baby.” Romeo laughs, takes the chip bag from his brother and leaves. Brooklyn takes a deep breath as his body tenses up

“B B really sounds like baby.” You laugh and kiss his lips. Brooklyn relaxes again and kisses your forehead.

“hold me before I punch them.” He says.

“I love you.” You giggle and kiss his chin.

“I love you too, (Y/N).” Brooklyn smiles and you kiss again.

  • *221B*
  • Sherlock: *in his mind palace*
  • Molly: *enters the flat, looking downstairs* Come on.
  • Sherlock: *opens his eyes*
  • Molly: *rolls her eyes* Don't be silly, come in here.
  • *a moment later*
  • Baby Holmes: *shuffles into the flat, staring at the floor*
  • Sherlock: *looking between them*
  • Molly: *smiling* Do you want to tell him or shall I?
  • Baby Holmes: *shakes his head*
  • Sherlock: *narrows his eyes* Tell me what?
  • Molly: *ruffles her son's hair* It's alright, darling.
  • Baby Holmes: *rubbing his arm; mumbles* I got a B in my test.
  • Sherlock: *raises an eyebrow* Well. You know what that means, don't you?
  • Baby Holmes: *horrified; tearful* Summer school?
  • Sherlock: *shakes his head; lifts his son, wiping his eyes* A B for my bee? I think that warrants some honey.
  • Baby Holmes: *confused* But I don't like honey.
  • Sherlock: In that case, you'll just have to settle with ice cream.
  • Baby Holmes: Yay! *jumps down and runs to the kitchen, pulling a chair over to the fridge*
  • Molly: *watching him* Ice cream...why didn't I think of that?
  • Sherlock: Father's instinct.
  • Molly: *chuckles; wraps her arms around him* I like honey, Holmes. Do I get some?
  • Sherlock: *raises an eyebrow* You didn't get a B in a test.
  • Molly: *mumbles in his shirt; affectionate* I got an A+ in life. Does that count?
  • Sherlock: *kisses the top of her head* I suppose so.
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Ah, picture limit reached. That means I can’t show you the actual lewds 
¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Thanks to that anon we know who did these though. Thanks anon.