#but it’s TRUE

[acoazlove]

this is so cute!! AHHHH!!! i love when a brooding and menacing guy has a soft spot for his girl, it’s always so cute!!! i love them. all of your writing is always so good!! love love love!!! <333

Knowing You

Azriel was intimidating, scary—a menacing presence in almost every setting. But not to you. Never to you.

Tattoo Artist!Azriel x Elementary School Teacher!Reader (1k words, modern au)

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“Why’s your boyfriend all…pissed off?” 

“Huh?” You spun your head around, finding Azriel towering over everyone else in the room, a scowl seemingly permanent on his face. His eyes narrowed from time to time, taking in the crowd and its unwillingness to calm. He remained plastered to the back wall. 

“Oh,” you laughed, turning back to your friend with your fingertips drumming against your jaw. “He’s not pissed. That’s just his face.” 

Your friend’s brows jumped up to her hairline. “He always looks like that?” 

“He doesn’t look that angry.”

“Absolutely no one is approaching him. This is a party. He looks about ready to pummel that tiny guy next to him.” 

“He’s just a little intimidating,” you reasoned. “And—hey, look!” you pointed over your shoulder. “He smiled a little, see?” 

She scoffed, sipping her beer. “I don’t get it. You’re all… well, you. And he’s all dark and mysterious and—honestly kinda scary.” 

You chewed on your bottom lip and turned further to inspect the man you had been in a relationship with for the better half a year. Was he scary? You certainly didn’t think so. Maybe a little at first. Maybe when you walked into that tattoo shop with your friend and his dark gaze almost burned a hole in your head. But not now. Never now. 

“You don’t really get him, that’s all.”

“And you do? He’s got a whole thing going on that you shouldn’t be tied up in,” your friend urged, but this was hardly the time for long, important conversations. You were tipsy and the music was too loud and, to be honest, you’d heard it all before already. Nothing was going to change your mind about Azriel. 

“Are you even listening, y/n? You’re polar opposites. And you said that he smiles but I have still yet to see one since—oh.” 

Azriel spotted you then—his goal from the moment he walked into this overly crowded house. He hadn’t been pissed. He’d been looking for you. 

And it was clear that he spotted you, because the second he did a wide grin split up his perfect face. It simmered a bit when he realized your friend was observing the scene, but a quirk of his mouth still remained. He started his path to you then, weaving in and out of the inebriated crowd. 

He touched you the moment he could, his hand meeting the small of your back as you sat on the creaky kitchen stool. His lips pressed against your temple and a murmured greeting was lost in your hair. He was lost in the bubble he created each time he had you in his grasp, your bright eyes and adoring smile rendering him unmoveable, but then your friend subtly cleared her throat and Azriel looked away. 

“Hello, Amber,” Azriel greeted, keeping your body slotted into the crook of his arm. “Having fun?” 

She blinked at him. He really was intimidating, especially up close. Even with the heightened bar stools, he was a good head over where the two of you sat. 

“Um, yes, thank you.” 

“And the summer break?” he questioned. He had started to rub circles into your spine. 

Amber stuttered again, thoughts lost in her head before replying, “It was good. I’m sorry—how do you know my name?” 

“Y/n’s mentioned you. I’ve seen your Instagram, too. Connected the dots.” 

“Right,” Amber nodded, her eyes trailing down the vast array of tattoos that wound up from the neck of Azriel’s shirt. 

Azriel then looked back down to you. His voice was low, almost too low for the pounding music, but he made up for that by pressing up closer to you. “Are you ready to go, sweetheart?” 

You giggled at the feel of his breath at your ear, pushing him away slightly in a haze. He only shook his head and smiled at the space you’d created. 

“Trying to flirt with me in public? Azriel, you are scandalous.” 

He only breathed out a laugh, gaze bouncing between your glossy eyes. Once you stopped giggling enough to meet his stare, his expression softened. “You told me to pick you up at eleven. You have a lesson plan, pretty girl.”

You gasped, slapping a hand against Azriel's chest that didn’t even have him flinching. You whipped your head over to Amber—who was staring at the two of you in confused amusement —and hurriedly offered, “I have to go! Third grade!” 

In his efforts to capture your attention, Azriel had woven both of his arms around you to meet at your lower back, a hold that you now shot out of. You wobbled as you pressed out of the stool and grabbed Azriel’s leather sleeve. An unnecessary gesture; anyone at this party could see that the man would follow you anywhere. 

“I didn’t prep the multiplication tables,” you rambled, words slurring together. 

“You did. I helped you with the formatting on the iPad.” 

“I let you touch my iPad?” you gasped. 

“No, sweetheart. It was mine.” 

“Your work one?” 

Azriel only continued to guide you out of the party, you none the wiser to the dirty looks he was shooting everyone too drunk to get out of the way. 

“Let’s get back to your apartment, okay? Then we can deal with the iPad.” 

You giggled, springing off the threshold to the front door and giving Azriel a heart attack. “Okay!” 

[sistemshock]

My dash simulator

[artemisjpotter]

If you ever feel embarrassed, just remember that Dr. Veritas Ratio, a man with 8 doctorates and known for his no-nonsense attitude, unintentionally announced his situationship on intergalactic television.

[whatsupspaceman]

“program is preventing shutdown” ..heh… i tried playing nice….. i tried giving you the chance to die on your own terms… but now, you’ve done it. now you’ve Reeeally done it. so here’s what’s going to happen. i’m going to hold down the power button. manually. and i’m going to hold it down for as LONG as it takes…. for you to QUIT. RUNNING. you think youre important? you think your program is.. IMPORTANT?!?? listen to me. no program…. no matter what. no matter how… “important” you THINK you are…. NO. FUCKING. PROGRAM. is ever gonna stop ME from shutting down THIS. COMPUTER.

[iheartsteve0704]

so we all agree Rio didn’t give Agatha’s location up to the Salem 7 but went to break her out of the spell and warn her they were coming, right?

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

Sodapop Curtis: Jack of all trades, master of none

Sodapop Curtis who’s good with cars, but not as good as Steve. Sodapop Curtis who’s good at cracking a joke, but not as funny as Two-Bit. Sodapop Curtis who has a giant heart, but not big enough to make to make the girl he loves stay. Sodapop Curtis who was given the passion but not the talent. Sodapop Curtis who has textbook ADHD but that wasn’t a thing so he just thinks he’s dumb. Sodapop Curtis with such textbook ADHD that he can never sit still, so much so that he couldn’t even sit still at his parent’s funeral. Sodapop Curtis who knows that he’ll never have as much in common as Pony and Darry do.

Sodapop Curtis: the dropout, who is fine at everything, but doesn’t have one thing that he’s the best at so he thinks he’ll never be good enough at anything he does.

[keen-eye]

sam earned an honorary law degree because of all the experience he got from winning so many debates with himself over justifying dean’s actions

sam's both the prosecutor and the defense attorney. the argument is so loud that it gives him a headache. sam’s also the defendant. it would be dean but sam took the fall for him because dean gaslit him into believing that he's actually the guilty one. sam's also the bailiff. he convinces witness sam to be honest with himself as he walks him to the stand. but sam thinks he’s an unreliable witness due to his history of psychosis, substance abuse, and withholding the truth. sam’s also the jury. but he’s biased because he’s already decided to forgive dean before the trial has begun. the court will separate them if he doesn’t, and sam wants to stay with dean because all they have is their love for each other. sam's also the judge. but he doesn’t call himself 'your honor' because he doesn’t think he deserves to. his gavel is demon!dean's hammer, and when sam delivers the final verdict he bashes himself in the head with it so he’ll forget why he was ever mad at dean. sam’s head doesn't hurt anymore after that.

[fairyboygenius]

ghoap lowkey has “that couple who would just aggressively do PDA in the hallway in high school” energy and when you called them out on it they’d call you homophobic

[honeypleasejustkillme]

i miss the rage (being hypersexual)

[wetsocksinbed]

Oh and this one too

[tanked-up]

Missing Soap extra today :(

[i-may-be-an-emu]

I just found a little piece of paper that I wrote some qualities I wanted to have a few years ago and I’m like. So happy now. I’m doing so much better. It gets better.

[lizajane2]

Whenever Satoru’s quote, “Nah I’d win.” comes to mind, I think of this:

And this:

[theballadofthesunandthestars]

The day y’all stop hating on Piper McLean for being a complex teenage girl with human emotions is the day I can finally rest

[ziglikesrain]

“blitz and stolas are jegulus coded” NO those bitches are the most bartylus bartylus to ever bartylus