you're so cute i'm going to cry

Sentence starters
  • Based on famous text-posts
  • "Bro, you look so cute right now. Dude, you are so fucking adorable."
  • "Wanna watch this murder documentary with me?"
  • "I may act like I'm sassy but if you're mean to me there's a 900% chance I'll cry."
  • "I may act like I'm clueless but actually know what's going on at al times."
  • "ATTENTION: I need attention."
  • "I don't have a nervous system. I'm a nervous system."
  • "Drugs? No thanks, the only 'high' I need is the natural rush you get from commiting a murder."
  • "I think I'm subconsciously trying to ruin my own life."
  • "Why fall in love when you can fall on the floor and never get up?"
  • "I try not to sound like an asshole but it's really hard because I am an asshole."
  • "I don't want to look 'pretty', I want to look otherwordly and vaguely threatening."
  • "I'm the nicest, sweetest, most rage-filled person I know."
  • "Girls are so soft and amazing and nice and beautiful and mysterious and complex and loving and caring. I don't remember what I was going to say but I'm just gay."
  • "I'd love to relax but that's just not realistic."
  • "Contrary to popular belief I'm actually soft and have feelings."
  • "This could be less hetero."
  • "To be honest I just need a hug."
  • "Why can't I be mentally chill instead of mentally ill?"
  • "This is it, this is how I die: Lack of attention."
  • "Are we just friends or is this flirting serious?"
  • "I have this problem where I isolate myself from civilization and then get upset because I'm lonely."
  • "I may be ugly but at least I have an ugly personality too. Consistency is key."
  • "I don't wanna get involved in drama I just wanna know 103% of the information on what happened."
  • "I am bysexual as in I'm not interested, goodbye."
  • "I could win an Olympic gold medal in being ignored."
  • "Fill your heart with bees. If someone breaks your heart then they have to deal with the bees."
  • "I'm so tired of not being a multimillionaire."
  • "I panic alot of other places besides the disco."
  • "Which layer of hell do you think you're going to?"
  • "My kink is being right."
  • "My kink is being home alone."
  • "You're really sensitive for a selfish asshole."
  • "I can tell myself to be heartless but in all reality, I have a big heart and can't treat people badly, that's just not me."
  • "What about netflix and kill?"
  • "No offense but why does everyone hate me?"
  • "I'm a strong independent introvert who don't need no social life."
  • "Why do I get struggles instead of snuggles?"
  • "If a conversation goes on too long without being about me, I'm out."
  • "I'm small, queer and something to fear."
  • "All this sadness is bad for my skin."
  • "I'm cute and perfect but also unstable, violent and self-destructive"
  • "I'm beautiful and underappreciated."
  • "She's beauty, she's grace, she's me."
  • "Sorry for being awesome, loser."
  • "Is 'no' an emotion? Because I'm feeling it."
the signs and small children
  • Aries: "Aww you're so adorable... you're gonna be prettier than me one day"
  • Taurus: "You're just so cute I wanna eat you up... oh that sounds weird, that's not what I meant."
  • Gemini: "oml. I don't wanna break you... you do you, I'll just admire you from here"
  • Cancer: "Come and love me please I want to be your favourite <3"
  • Leo: "Never grow up, it's a trap"
  • Virgo: "They're so flipping cute I'm going to steal them and claim them as my own"
  • Libra: "so cute XD I can't"
  • Scorpio: "Awwww you're gonna get all the boys/girls aren't you, I can tell"
  • Sagittarius: "Why're you so small?!"
  • Capricorn: "I will name him squishy and he shall be mine"
  • Aquarius: "you're adorable but also please don't cry because I don't know what to do"
  • Pisces: *taking hundreds of photos* "CAN I HOLD THEM?!"
Domestic Drabbles - 2: Blanket Pirates

Presenting part 2 of Domestic Drabbles: A Series (:

This one was also inspired by a conversation with @bharatanatyamandballet!

And the BIGGEST shout-out to my support and beta, @baz-n-simon (:

UPDATE: The amazing @dancingwdinosaurs has created a wonderful piece of art inspired by this fic! Go check it and follow her and show her all the amazing love she deserves!


Baz is a sharp bloke, and I don’t mean because of his fangs. He’s smart and studious, values his education, and takes classes at Uni every weekday. He comes over most days, but only after he studies, and he only stays the night when he doesn’t have class the next morning. Which is why I think it’s strange that this morning, a Tuesday, I wake up to find him sleeping peacefully next to me.

“Baz,” I say, rather loudly. I nudge him in the arm, and his skin feels like icicles.

He doesn’t move. If I were anyone else, I would think that he’s dead. Which, I guess, he is. Dead, I mean. Or undead. Or both.

Baz,” I say again, quieter. “Wake up.” I push him on his shoulder this time. More icicles.

“Hn…” He stirs and groans, but doesn’t open his eyes. “Wha’s it, Simon?”

Baz’s voice in the morning is always deep and raspy, and he calls me Simon instead of Snow. It was like this even when we were at Watford. And I realize that it’s always been something that I liked.

“Don’t you have class, Baz?” I ask, softer than before.

He peeks one eye open, but immediately scrunches it closed it when the sunlight hits him, and he pulls the blanket over his head.

“…’m s…ping.”


He rolls over to face me and pulls the blanket down just below his eyes.

“I said, I’m skipping.” And then he pulls the blanket right back up again.

I smile. Baz is also very grumpy in the morning, but less like a bridge troll and more like a five-year old child pouting.

“What about your classes?” I try to pull the blanket away from his face, but he holds onto it. “Don’t you have a test today? Won’t you fail?”

He snorts and pulls part of the blanket away from his face, only leaving one eye covered. “I never fail.”

I laugh. “You look like a pirate.”

He smiles briefly, then frowns, and pulls the blanket back over his face again. “I just want to go back to sleep, Snow.”

I roll my eyes and swing my legs off the bed. When I start to get up, I’m startled briefly by Baz’s icy grip around my wrist.

“Where are you going?” His eyes are peeking out from the blanket again.

“You said you wanted to sleep?”

He lets go of my wrist and pats the spot on the bed where I was laying. “Stay.”

I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why?”

“I’m cold.”


He pats the bed again. “Let’s stay in bed for a few more hours.”

I grin. “The Baz Pitch? Wanting to cuddle?”

Baz furrows his eyebrows and hides his face again. “Nevermind,” he says grumpily, pushing his icy hand at my arm. “Go away.”

I laugh and grab his hand. It’s soft, even with his cold skin.

“I’m going to find a snack,” I say. “And then I’ll come back to bed.”

Baz just groans and rolls over.

When I come back from the kitchen, Baz is already asleep again. The curtains are closed, and his head is peeking out from the blanket. And he’s hogging the entire thing.

I crawl across the bed next to him. I try tugging part of the blanket away, but Baz has a death grip.

“Baz.” I touch his arm gently. “Will you let go of the blanket?”

He shifts slightly and mumbles.  “…when I get my cuddles, Snow.”

(1)(3)(4)(5)(6)(7)(8)(9) - (ao3)

Twenty Abduction Starters
  • "Hey, hey, hey, hush, I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm just gonna keep you for myself."
  • "_____, enough. You aren't escaping again. I made sure of it."
  • "I REALLY don't want to punish you, but if you don't stop, I will."
  • "Little one, I know you're confused, but I'M going to be your Mommy/Daddy now."
  • "Shut up! Bad pet, get back in your cage!"
  • "Stop screaming, nobody can hear you but me and the ghosts anyways."
  • "Hmph. You're a fighter. Good, I'll enjoy breaking you."
  • "Here's the deal. I. Own. You."
  • "I'm gonna make your screams echo, baby."
  • "Welcome to your new home."
  • "You'll get used to the handcuffs sooner or later."
  • "I know you're scared, but I won't hurt you. I love you!"
  • "I'm going to count to five,give you a headstart. You have until sunset to escape."
  • "Go on, keep begging."
  • "If you give in, it'll be easier."
  • "If you bite me, I'll muzzle you, pet."
  • "This is going to be a nice weekend, for me, at least. I hope your gag isn't too tight."
  • "You're so cute, struggling like that."
  • "You don't need to cry. It's not like your life was going anywhere before me."
  • "I'm going to give you purpose, to serve me as I deserve."
Angels As Things I’ve Said Or Done
  • Soo... Basically, this is some of the angels as things I've (Nyla) said or done to/with my best friend XD
  • Michael: You're lying, aren't you? You're lying. Or am I lying and I don't realize it? STOP MAKING ME QUESTION MY EXISTENCE DAMNIT.
  • Gabriel: Give me the damn sugar, and we won't have issues... Well, less issues than we have now.
  • Samandriel: I'm so fucking confused...I'm gonna go hide in your closet now...
  • Gadreel: Do I even want to know what you're thinking right now? Yes, yes I do, so tell me. TELL. ME.
  • Lucifer: Would it be awkward if I dated your brother? No, I'm serious, he could be cute and we could be soulmates...or maybe I'm actually a murderer and he's my next victim...DID YOU HEAR THAT BFF’S BROTHER?!
  • Naomi: This isn't a good idea. Yes, I know we'll probably be caught and punished. This is why we're up to mischief, is it not?
  • Castiel: What... Did you say what I think you said? Because if you said what I thought you thought I thought you said we’re in so much trouble. Also, don't even think about asking me to repeat that.
  • Balthazar: Honey, I'm in this for the money. Nah, I'm just in it to see your face when you lose.
  • Anna: Hey, are you awake? Yes, I know it's 3am. Yes, I know it's an ungodly hour, I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to sleep now.
  • Hannah: Hey, do you ever wonder if all these dolls in your room are actually alive and watching you when you sleep? Well...because...SHIT DID THAT ONE MOVE?!? RUN
  • *pterodactyl noises* *possessed muttering* *pauses* YO BFF'S BRO HI
  • “FUCK ME, FUCK YOU, FUCK THE WORLD. NO, SHUT YOUR DIRTY MIND UP RIGHT NOW EEWWWW—— actually, what were you thinking?”

voltronbless  asked:

You're such a cute little bean, honestly I'm so glad I started following you! I love your quotes (all of them are completely correct, by the way) and I love how you seem so happy with the world and all of your fans. You really brighten my day. I would have sent this earlier, but I had class.

Originally posted by love4coira


anonymous asked:

I went to M&G and got Jack to write out lyrics for my tattoo and anyways it was "Without a doubt, you're all I dream about." And he asked me "Is it your or you're?" And told him and he was like "so you're?" And it was cute and he was writing really slowly and the girls behind me were bitching really loudly and one of them said "Are you getting him to write you a fucking novel?" And Jack was just like "I'm so sorry, this is just going on someone's body forever and I really want it to look good."


You know what makes it cuter? When my friend met him and got him to write something, he didn’t make the S look like an S so he took the paper back and focused real hard to make it look more like an S so she could read it, with his tongue sticking out in concentration omg. He’s precious when he writes stuff.

anonymous asked:

I'm going to give you a cute request so you don't have to deal with sadness while you're sick :* Overprotective sweet dorks (Gom, takao & kiyoshi-your bae-) freaking out over seeing their scared s/o (you can choose whatever scared them :o it can be a mix of serious & silly). Thank you senpai!

YES YES. THANK YOU FOR THINKING OF ME as I am currently wrapped like a burrito under my blankets. 

Aomine: You looked like you were about to cry - your face a sickly, pale white as you came out of the bathroom. “Babe, what’s wrong?” he asked, noticing how quickly your cheerful mood left you. You were borderline shaking, your hands were trembling by your side. He rushed up next to you to touch your shoulder delicately. “Babe?” he questioned again. “Dai, I’ve forgotten to take my pills,” you responded shakily. “What pills?” he asked nervously. Oh god. The last thing he had to know was that you were diagnosed with third-stage liver disease and you were going to die if you didn’t take your pills and… Your voice cut across his running imagination. “Birth control pills, oh my God Dai, and we just did it yesterday too. I’m going to be PREGNANT. IN COLLEGE. AN-” Now this time it was his chance to shut you up. “If you get pregnant, I’ll just take care of you, no big deal,” he said, rolling his eyes. He picked you up, bridal style, and headed back towards the comfortable couch. “Scared me shitless for a second there.” He paused, “Oh, and that weird tea you always drink? Your mom told me it helps with birth control.” 

Midorima: “Shin, I’m scared,” you whispered into his collar early that morning. It was the day of your law school exam, and this was the determining factor for your future. In the past week, you weren’t even able to swallow your food correctly, never mind study. You could only hope you were prepared enough. Midorima, however, didn’t help the situation by abruptly sitting up in bed, and throwing your head off his shoulder. “I’ll be right back,” he said, swinging his legs off the mattress and walking his way to his office, where you heard a bunch of objects being clattered around the floor. He returned with an armful of dream catchers and a stuffed turkey, which you presumed to be your lucky item. “Just fall back asleep, ____. These will help with nightmares,” he commanded. Annoyed, you threw the pillow you were sleeping at his face. You couldn’t believe he didn’t remember. Because he wasn’t wearing glasses, he couldn’t dodge the white, fluffy piece of mass. “SHINTAROU, I HAVE A TEST IN THREE HOURS. I CAN’T SLEEP.” 

Murasakibara: Atsushi was prepared to dig into the souffle you had made for him, but his purple eyes instantly perked at your nervous expression. You seemed, quite frankly, scared. “____-chin, you alright?” he asked. You only gulped and nodded nervously. Just as he was about to slice his fork into its surface, you stopped him with an intake of breath. “____-chin, you didn’t poison me, did you?” You shook your head fervently. Atsushi immediately appeared concerned. “What’s wrong? Your face is wrinkly because your eyebrows are creased together.” You closed your eyes, and confessed, “I think I accidentally used expired cheese in your souffle.” His purple eyes widened. “I JUST REMEMBERED IN THE CAR. I’m so sorry Atsu-” The boy simply spooned himself a large chunk of souffle. “It tastes fine,” he acknowledged, munching pieces between his teeth. Two hours later, his stomach wasn’t fine. 

Kise: “Why do you look so nervous, ____-cchi?” your boyfriend asked your awkwardly shifting frame. You were about to leave his modeling shoot, but the group of growing teen girls outside were making your nervous. In fact, some comments you overheard were particularly mean and downright nasty, aimed at you because you were Kise’s girlfriend. The worst ones were about egging your car or leaving threatening packages at your house, though, but you didn’t want to worry your boyfriend with that. “Nothing, haha. I’m just…a bit cold that’s all,” you said, bouncing on your heels to hide your nervousness. “Cold? You want my jacket? I don’t want you getting sick…” He followed your eyes towards the doorway and noticed the growing crowd. Something flashed behind those topaz eyes. “I don’t want you coughing or anything either,” he continued, wrapping his jacket around your frame and pulling you outside the door, his arm around your shoulders. “Last time, you got something particularly nasty and it stayed with you so long that I couldn’t even kiss you for a week!” You tried to shush him, but you couldn’t. He kept up the tone while taking you to your car, parting the crowd of people. “I won’t let anything happen to you, so if you ever need anything, just call me okay?” You nodded, and handed him back his jacket. “Bye _____-chi~!” 

Akashi: He noticed you stiffen visibly when you entered the elevator. As more people began to file in, your legs began to buckle. Immediately, before you could stumble to regain your balance, he swung you up in a bridal position, almost taking out an old lady’s head with your heels. “Excuse me, please exit out of the elevator. A person is in need of medical assistance.” When only a few shuffled out, Akashi, annoyed, began to bellow out. “Please exit out of the elevator. If you do not do as I say, you will all be pressed charges for not evacuating during an emergency.” At that statement, people began to file out quickly back into the concert hall. As soon as the air cleared around you, he noticed you regaining consciousness. “It’s just fucking claustrophobia, Sei,” you mumbled, trying to pull yourself together. 

Kuroko: You tried not to scream at the gruesome display in front of your neighbor’s house. It was dark, the night before Halloween, and as much as you expected that bloody hand to extend from out of the ground…you still screamed. Then, you heard the drop of something liquid right behind you. Turning around, you saw Kuroko’s vanilla milkshake on the ground. Your boyfriend’s eyes were wide open, staring at the thing on your neighbor’s lawn. “Wh-what is that, ___-chan?” Before you could respond, he took your hand and pulled you away. “Come on, let’s go,” he mumbled, leaving his poor milkshake behind. 

Takao: “I can’t believe you forgot the way to our car,” you muttered to your boyfriend, as you both continued walking down a shady street in the downtown district. In reality, this was not a safe place to be, especially for two teenagers when it was near midnight. The possibility of getting mugged was unnervingly likely. “I’m sorry,” he said, gripping your sweaty hand tighter. “I’m really sorry. I’m an idiot,” he mumbled, pushing a hand through his dark hair. You could tell he was starting to walk faster, eyes averting the homeless people on the sides of the street. “This way,” he whispered, maneuvering around a bus stop where a drugged old man sat. “Kazu,” you whispered urgently. “Kazu!” He shut his eyes a second longer and reopened them. “If we get mugged and hurt, it’ll be my fault. I know,” he said again. “Kazu, I just remembered I dropped a pin at our parking spot on my phone.” You saw him audibly breathe a sigh of relief. “Well…lead the way mad’am.” 

Kiyoshi: As soon as he heard your high-pitched shriek,he immediately dropped the game controller and rushed into the bathroom. You were on the floor, hair a dripping wet mess. “____, are you hurt?” He picked you up off the floor and onto your bed. His concerned, brown eyes skimmed over your body for any signs of injury. A second later, it focused on the growing bruise on your right kneecap. “Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?” he asked. You were visibly confused, blinking rapidly at his sudden statement. “Wait, what? Teppei?” Kiyoshi took this as a sign that you weren’t going to tell him what had led to your injury, so he just simply reached from under the bed, pulling out some medicinal oil and gauze. “You know, if you don’t bandage it and keep walking on an injured knee,” he continued, oblivious to your confused expression. “You’re going to get hurt even more.” “Teppei,” you managed to force out, after your brain fully registered what was happening. “Teppei, I screamed because there’s a spider in the bathroom, and if you don’t kill it…” Suddenly, his bright, brown eyes snapped towards you with understanding. “Why didn’t you just say so in the first place?” You rolled your eyes. Damn it, Teppei. 

Who to Fight: Hamilton Version
  • Aaron Burr: Please fight this gigantic nerd. He probably won't fight back though, and you'll be subjected to a bunch of judgmental glares. It'll end with you tiring yourself out and him asking, "Are you quite done?" with a stupid little smirk on his dumb face.
  • Hercules Mulligan: I mean, you could try. Your funeral.
  • Lafayette: Omg why would you do this like why on earth would you want to fight Lafayette? The dude's a FRENCH REVOLUTIONIST. A FRENCH REVOLUTIONIST WHO CAN RAP LIKE HELL.
  • John Laurens: First, he'll kick your ass. Second, Hamilton will kick your ass for trying to kick his ass.
  • Angelica: HAHAHAHAHA are you serious?! Do you have a fucking death wish? SHE WILL BEAT YOUR ASS INTO THE GROUND AND YOU WILL FUCKING ENJOY IT. I KNOW I WILL.
  • Peggy: Um, no. She's cute, you're not, go fuck yourself.
  • Eliza: You monster. She has been through so much. Why on earth would you try to fight her? Fuck you. Seriously, fuck you. Fuck the fuck off.
  • King George: Please. I'm begging you. Hamilton's begging you. The world's begging you. Fight King George. He will try to slap you and then he will cry.
  • George Washingon: HA HA HA, no.
  • Thomas Jefferson: Oh my God, yes. Fight him. Fight the fuck out of him. It will be difficult. He's very bouncy.
  • James Madison: If you fight Jefferson you KNOW Madison is coming after your ass. Good luck.
  • Maria: She'll fight back. And fucking shred notes while she does it.
  • Phillip: Look, this kid is going to try to pick a fight with you. You're going to have to decline. You don't want to have the pissed off Eliza and Hamilton Power Team after you. Also, why? Why would you fight this precious baby?
  • Hamilton: Not only will he pick a fight with you, but he will kick your ass and then write smack about you for the whole world to see. I mean, yeah, fight him, but be prepared.

anonymous asked:

Hi I really look up to u and think you're a super sweet person,so I wanted to ask for a little advice(I hope I'm not bothering u!) I did a math test/exam and I go last place and I feel like trash. I've always been a top student but now I feel like I've disappointed everyone who believed in me. (I srsly wanted to break down and cry in class when I saw the results.🙁) Could u tell me some tips so I could feel a bit better about myself? Thank you again, (ps. I think you're super cute!😊)

i’ve always told people that one grade does not make or break your life. honestly, you could receive a majority of f’s throughout your education and still be pretty damn successful. it’s obvious that you’re a bright student who cares very deeply about your academic studies, which means that you probably won’t let yourself fall short. you can’t always be perfect and you can’t always be at the top of your class… truth is, you aren’t perfect at all and there is always going to be someone better, someone smarter, someone more capable than you are. that’s just how life is and you can’t escape it. but as long as you try your best and accept that low points in life are just a part of growing up, you’ll realize that failure won’t kill you. in fact, it might fuel you to work even harder. just accept it, move on, and prepare yourself for the hundreds of other failures you’re going to have to deal with in the future. but know that it’s never ever the end and that from the bottom, the only way is up.

oh, and p.s. “…some failure in life is inevitable. It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all—in which case, you fail by default.” - j.k. rowling 😊💕

earp-haught  asked:

You asked and I shall deliver! Prompt: (Widowtracer pls) I'm not cute when I'm angry shut up why are you laughing & shut up im not cute stop calling me cute you're making me angry

I wrote part of this earlier and then accidentally deleted the file and so now here is a partial rewriting, a lot of crying, and a not very good second go. Because life. I may one day rewrite the ending so it’s not such a rush - thank you for the prompt(s)!!

Lena’s fiddling with her gear, spinning on her heels. She sticks her pulse bomb to the boulders of the cave entrance - maybe this time they’ll blow away the rubble? Maybe, maybe, but then - maybe not, too.

Amélie has murder in her eyes but no rifle in her hands so she’s taken to crossing her arms, glaring, sighing, recognizing that sighing doesn’t quite seem severe enough and so glaring more.

Lena thinks some god has taken pity on her, that Amélie’s weapon is currently crushed under the rocks of the cave in.

“Bombs away,” Lena chirps, endevouring to lighten the mood. She shrinks when Amélie’s eyes narrow by a hair.

There was a time, not so terribly long ago, that Amélie would have smiled at her behind a hand and made a quip and Lena’s heart would have fluttered stupidly and guiltily: it was unpleasant (but also exciting) to have a crush on a married woman.

Now, Lena’s heart still flutters stupidly and she still feels guilty, but Amélie does not smile - she turns her head and stares hard at the wall to their right; Lena is reminded of everything they no longer are to one another.

Confidantes and comrades top that list like cream settled above some nastier thing.

They both cover their ears. The blast is blue light in a dark world, and it stirs up dust and little bits of rock, but when the debris clears, the entrance is still blocked and they’re still stuck on the wrong side. That was Lena’s last bomb. Lena says as much; when Amélie simply glares back, she speaks up again:

“Don’ worry, love, Overwatch’ll have us out in a jiffy!” And Lena wants it to be the truth, but chances are actually more likely that Talon will be here first; everyone in Overwatch is out in the field. Amélie doesn’t know this, it’s probably better that way.

Here’s what transpires to get them to now: Lena is flying over the United States and on her way back from a mission when she picks Amélie up on her radar. Amélie has been MIA from Talon for several months now, and equally absent from Overwatch’s radars. (So has Gabriel, for that matter, though Lena has not found Gabriel on her radar over the continental United States and doesn’t think she’s likely to).

Lena lands in Montana; in the crossfires of a shootout between Amélie and some Talon operatives and it’s an easy thing, really, the easiest thing, for Lena to blink into the chaos and aid the purple-skinned grump master.

Most of it’s reflex, some of it’s hope - a tiny bit of it is that crush she’s never gotten over, and likely never will.

And this fire fight starts in a winter-coated forest - through trees and snow - ending with a bang in an abandoned coal mine, where Lena’s pulse bombs don’t even scratch the boulders blocking the exit, where Amélie glowers at the wall (and at Lena, and at life in general probably), and where two Talon agents know their whereabouts and have probably already called in reinforcements.

It is not, Lena is happy to say, the /worst/ day of her life. It just happens to not be a particularly great one either.

And now: Amélie huffs once more, brushes the rubble from her coat. (A beautiful peacoat type thing, suited for cool weather but definitely not combat. Lena wonders where she got it and why she’d wear it; but then she also wonders why she wouldn’t wear it literally everywhere all of the time, too, because Lena would. Lena would in an instant.)

“Merde,” Amélie mutters.

A moment later Lena replies with a half sighed “shite.” And Lena is ready to hunker down against the wall and wait to see what happens, but Amélie is apparently weighing the alternatives.

“We will not wait for Overwatch,” Amélie says after a time, “we will be dead before they have even crossed the Atlantic.” Lena is too dumbfounded to immediately follow, even as Amélie pivots with all the grace of a dancer and begins to take sure and long strides further into the mine shaft.

Lena has a few questions: How does Amélie know that no agents are in the Western Hemisphere? Where can they possibly go except deeper underground? How can someone look that good all of the time doing nothing but walking? “We”?

“We?” Lena settles on; clambers away from the entrance and scurries to Amélie’s side.

“Oui.” Amélie says.

Lena blinks. There are solid moment of dead silence between them as the pun shoots across Lena’s mind like lightning, short circuiting vitally important synapses which had previously been working very hard to transfer the data needed to keep up with all the new events unfolding in her life.

When all systems are back online Lena laughs hard enough that she has to reach for the wall to brace herself. By the way Amélie’s lip barely twitches upward, one can surmise that this was the intention.


The mines are … drafty, Tracer thinks. And way too quiet for her tastes. There are other adjectives to describe it, but Lena’s trying to keep a positive outlook.

In another time, this might have been how the whole ordeal ends: a silent trek through the inside of a mountain, a lot of repressed thoughts, an escape, a disappearance and a debriefing. Not a conversation, not much of anything at all. Lucky for them both, Lena has no idea how to shut up.

“Sooooooooo,” Lena ventures, bumping shoulders with Amélie. She flashes a winsome smile. Water drips around them. Amélie spares her a side-eyed glance, blinks like a languid cat, and let’s out a soft “hm?”

It’s a good start.

“Montana’s…,” Lena ventures and then finishes lamely: “interesting?” She grins, and hopes that Amélie will let her in on the secret as to why she’s here. This is the kind of information you can get by being cute right? Lena slept through the seminar on casual interrogation. Lena slept through a lot of those seminars, actually … Winston would be so disappointed if he knew …

Amélie turns to regard her more fully. They’ve reached an open cavern, with a ceiling and a lot of rusty equipment. Three new tunnels sprout out of the wall across from the tunnel they’ve just exited. Lena’s chronal accelerator is their only source of light and it casts the whole area in a blueish glow.

“That you were able to find me is also interesting,” Amélie replies, skeptical. Lena blushes.

“Well, I’m always on the look out for you, love. You know, ‘cause of the murder thing.”

“You do often appear where I least want you to,” says Amélie. Lena grins, is about to respond, when a clatter echoes from one of the tunnels. Amélie throws her hand over Lena’s mouth and pulls her behind an overturned mining cart.

“Can that be turned down?” She hisses, pointing to the bright chronal accelerator. There are noises like approaching footsteps from the left tunnel. Lena shakes her head and when Amélie removes her hand she elaborates.

“I never thought to ask Winston for a dimmer setting,” she says. Amélie rolls her eyes.

“No one in Overwatch knows how to be discrete,” she mutters, “it is a wonder you all manage to stay alive.”

“Heya, we do alright!” Lena fires back. “And discrete my ass, you walk around in a cat suit!”

“Shhhhh, ta gueule,” Amélie hisses. Lena has the sense not to argue, and honestly thank god because she’d probably say something she’d later regret if they started to talk for any length of time about the catsuit.

They both hold their breath as the footsteps and the people who were making them enter the cavern.

It was a nice sentiment to believe that they wouldn’t see the blue glowing, but in the real world these Talon agents aren’t that blind and they immediately b-line. It looks like their two friends from outside of the mine shaft have found more friends because now there are six men.

“Enculer,” Amélie barks, her eyes are darting around the room and after a second so does her body - leaving Lena dumbfounded behind the cart.

“Hey!” She yells, caught off guard. Amélie is not paying attention though and the men are at her back door, so Lena jumps up, grabs her gun and blinks behind the first of her assailants.

“Fancy meeting you here,” she beams, hitting him in the head with the butt of her pistol. “Ouch,” she says with a whistle, as he crumpled to the ground, uncontentious.

Amélie has made her way to a box of rusty tools, she picks up a crowbar just as another of the men reaches her. In a fluid motion she has knocked him down and out. Not with the crowbar, as Lena thought she might, but with a swift kick to the ear … it had impressive height, and probably busted the drum.

Lena whistles louder this time, mostly in awe. Amélie’s eyes snap to her and there’s a certain ferociousness to the way her face is so eerily calm when her eyes are raging storms; and suddenly Amélie is hurling the crowbar at her and Lena feels two part betrayed one part blind panic. She recalls out of the way and stabilizes just in time to see the crowbar make contact with a man who is now in the place she had just been. It hits him square between the eyes and he falls over without protest.

While Lena collects herself, stares dumbly, (continues to completely useless, Amélie will later say) Amélie grabs another weapon from her box - a wrench - and hurls it another of the Talon agents. Same spot, right on the mark.

Lena’s able to pull herself together long enough to shoot another in the foot and he spends so long dramatically crying that they can both hear him as the last remaining man drags them both down the tunnel they came from. The screaming echoes on for a solid minute.

Lena turns to Amélie, Amélie stares at Lena.

Amélie looks ten shades of annoyed, she’s holding another weapon - a screwdriver - and there’s a definitive twitch of her eyebrow. The scene is so absurdly adorable that Lena turns beet red and a ridiculous giggle bubbles in her throat and into the open air between them.

“Holy hell,” wheezes Lena, grabs her stomach, turns her back quickly to Amélie and tries to hide it all.

“Are you laughing?” Amélie asks, dropping the screwdriver. Lena shakes her head.

“You just look …” there’s a pause, a breath, as Lena tries to determine how much she values her life, and concludes that apparently, it’s not very much, “… really cute, love,” she finishes. A moment.

“… what?” Another moment.

“When you were all ruffled and with the screwdriver,” Lena laughs, and then tries to stifle it when Amélie only glares, “no, yeah, sorry, sorry.” But she is still grinning.


Finding their way out is relatively easy when they follow the trail of blood left by their friend shot in the foot.

In the open air Lena breathes deeply and grins at Amélie.

“Not a bad day, eh?” She smiles. She expects the cold shoulder, or a walk away but Amélie surprises her when she simply replies:

“I have had worse,” and then: “you’re cute when you laugh.”

askhungryeren  asked:

aaaaaAAAAAAA your art is so cute I am going to cry asdigsid Let me spoil you with cookies, since you love them so much (づ ̄³ ̄)づ Your side bar picture makes me want to bury my face into their tummies and squeeze their cheeks and eat them dsfkhagsdiasdg

NOOOOOOOOOO OH GOD THANK YOU SO MUCH I’m going to cry giving me cookies and all, you’re spoling me too much but since you insist I’m taking the cookies, god bless you (ღˇ◡ˇ*) and I want to squeeze your cheeks, you are so cute ughh-

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I was going to sleep but. No. It’s No.6 Children’s Day and Shion’s birthday so I decided to screw it and wreck my eyes and my sleep schedule and at least doodle something. A happy dream for Shion aka that AU where nobody dies, No.6 is a normal city, Mao Massacre never happened and they grew up together.

Nezumi stomped his lil foot one day and stated that he’s fed up with babysitting his little sister and he wants to be the princess for once. They play some undiscovered version of Cinderella where the prince (played by Shion) kidnaps Cinderella (Nezumi obviously) from her house for science, only to be chased by very loud Fairy Dogmother (starring Inukashi), know-it-all Stepmother (Safu) and two actually pretty cute Stepsisters (Nezumi’s sister and the mouse). At the end of the day they go to Karan’s bakery. Covered in mud, grass and blood, but very happy and ready for muffins.

And so it wouldn’t be all flowers and sunshine, have a song. It’s a very Shion song, I think. Yes, I drew this while listening to it.

a hella long list of random lyric sentence starters (pt. 4)
  • "Nobody's gonna come and save you."
  • "We're going down, and you know that we're doomed."
  • "I was the one you always dreamed of."
  • "How dare you say it's nothing to me?"
  • "Baby, you're the only light I ever saw."
  • "You'll be a bitch because you can."
  • "Go cry about it why don't you?"
  • "But we get along when I'm inside you."
  • "Do you think about me still?"
  • "No, I don't like you, I just thought you were cool enough to kick it."
  • "Since you think I don't love you, I just thought you were cute, that's why I kissed you."
  • "You know you were my first time."
  • "You're dead to me."
  • "I was walking away, but she's so beautiful it made me stay."
  • "Tell me that you feel this, and I won't give up."
  • "I never seen a man who looked so all alone, could you use a little company?"
  • "There ain't no rest for the wicked."
  • "Let me be the one who calls you 'baby' all the time."
  • "Surely you can take some comfort knowing that you're mine."
  • "Could stare at your face for the rest of my days."
  • "Why do you take it so far?"
  • "You seem to replace your brain with your heart."
  • "You take things so hard and then you fall apart."
  • "You're all on your own and you lost all your friends."
  • "Your heart's too big for your body."
  • "I know you better than anyone else."
  • "I've never loved one like you."
  • "Man, oh, man, you're my best friend."
  • "Ain't nothing please me more than you."
  • "Home is wherever I'm with you."
  • "I don't believe you when you say you want to leave."
  • "Aren't you going to miss me?"
  • "I just want to kiss you."
  • "You really seem like a prize to me, and you are so mysterious."
  • "How do you know me so well?"
  • "Don't you touch my boyfriend."
  • "Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today."
  • "This world is only gonna break your heart."
  • "Please, don't flatter yourself."
  • "I will admit, if you admit it, it's harder than we both thought."
  • "You can't deny the hardest part... I'm not in your arms."
  • "The world will never know we both have tasted tears, my dear."
  • "Don't act like it's okay."
  • "You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over at me."
  • "This thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up."
  • "Maybe I asked for too much."
  • "I know it's long gone and there was nothing else I could do."
  • "I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it."
  • "I know I'm not the best for you, but promise that you'll stay."
  • "These streets are filled with memories, both perfect and in pain."
  • "All I wanna do is love you, but I'm the only one to blame."
  • "I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well."
  • "We're not friends, nor have we ever been."
  • "We're not friends, we could be anything."
  • "Friends should sleep in other beds, and friends shouldn't kiss me like you do."
  • "Your negativity was killing me."
  • "I shouldn't love you, but I want to."
  • "I can't look away."
  • "I don't know how to make a feeling stop."
  • "I won't sit around, I can't let him win now."
  • "I've tried my best to let go of you, but I don't want to."
  • "It's getting hard to be around you."
  • "Do you want me to hide the feelings and look the other way?"
  • "Yeah he's a looker, but I really think it's guts that matter most."
  • "All I'm asking for is love, but you never seem to have enough."
  • "I wanna taste you one more time again." "I'm not over you."
  • "Why can't you just love me back?"
  • "You want your independence, but you won't let me let you go."
  • "I would wait a lifetime... I would wait for you."
  • "So why do I try, I know I'm gonna fall down."
  • "Everything could be everything if only we were older."
  • "I'd do anything to make you stay."
  • "Tell me what you want me to say."
  • "It's a conversation I just can't have tonight."
  • "You want a revelation, some kind of resolution."
  • "We’re fighting again, more than usual."
  • "I'm sorry about being me."
  • "Bring me a cat to be my best friend."
  • "It isn’t like you ever said that you were committed."
  • "I got him where I want him now."
  • "Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change."
  • "There's a million other girls who do it just like you, looking as innocent as possible to get to who they want and what they like, it's easy if you do it right."
  • "You're the nicest thing I've seen."
  • "I wish that we could give it a go... see if we could be something."
  • "I wish I was your favourite girl."
  • "You must try harder than kissing all of my friends."
  • "You're alive, at least as far as I can tell you are."
  • "It's not my fault that I fucked everybody here."
  • "We promise each other it's 'til the end."
  • "I say I don't love you, but you know I'm a liar."
  • "You work so hard to get me just to let me go."
  • "You put me in the spotlight just to steal the show."
  • "Why are we acting like lovers? We don't know each other."
  • "You're beautiful, but cause me pain."
  • "You played my heart like it's a game."
  • "And she's so pretty, and she's so sure."
  • "Maybe I'm more clever than a girl like her."
  • "It's alright and it's nice not to be so alone."
  • "Maybe I'm a little bit over my head."
  • "We were all in love and we all got hurt."
  • "We're going way too fast."
  • "It's all too sweet to last."
  • "He's my first mistake."
  • "We gave each other up so easily."
  • "These silly little wounds will never mend."
  • "I feel so far from where I've been."
  • "Maybe you'll remember me."
  • "He's everything you want."
  • "He says all the right things at exactly the right time, but he means nothing to you and you don't know why."
  • "I'm tattooed and fired up and drunk and obscene."
  • "You ask for the truth, but you know you could do so much better."
  • "I love you, I swear it, I would never lie."
  • "I fear for our lives and I fear your closed eyes."
  • "How do I get you alone?"
  • "You don't know how long I have wanted to touch your lips and hold you tight."
  • "I loved you before I ever knew you 'cause I loved the simple thought of you."
  • "There is nowhere else that I belong."
  • "I'm so damn scared of dying without you."
  • "Don't lie, I know we're fixing to die."
  • "I only came 'cause you asked me to."
  • "It's such a shame that we can't renew all those feelings that we shared back a month or two."
  • "I kept everything that reminds me of us."
  • "It sounds weird but your picture's still hung up."
  • "I'm not sleeping too well, now I'm sleeping alone."