#god I love sleep token more than anything but their flashing lights on every video makes it so hard to get a gif that isn’t torture2 look @

[vulcanette]

ii playing chokehold; remo percussion

[marypsue]

hm. time for another teaser for an as-yet-incomplete longfic, I think. 

...

Rain rattles against the windows. Somewhere out in the night, thunder booms and grumbles. The sky flickers like an old black-and-white movie.

It’s been years since Steve cared about whether his parents are in town for any reason beyond party planning. But he catches himself wishing they were here, now, just so he wouldn’t have to be alone in the house. It’s way too quiet.

And he couldn’t shake the feeling, driving back from the video store after his shift, that he was being followed.

It’s probably the craziest paranoid thought he’s had since this all started. There wasn’t even anybody driving behind him most of the way home. Actually, traffic had been totally normal. Maybe even…too normal?

No. Nope. That’s nuts. He’s nuts. It’s official, Steve Harrington is out of his ever-loving mind.

He turns the TV on to MTV, with the sound up as loud as it’ll go, and stubbornly tries to pretend he doesn’t jump halfway out of his skin when the phone rings.

“Jesus,” Steve breathes, to himself, turning off the TV set before picking up the phone. “Harrington residence, you got Steve.”

“ ‘Harrington residence’?” Robin’s voice echoes, disbelievingly, and Steve breathes out.

“You try explaining to my old man why one of his business partners called his home number and got greeted with ‘You got Steve ‘the Hair’ Harrington at Loch Nora’s one and only twenty-four/seven party pad, how can we get you fucked up?’” Steve waits a moment for Robin to stop laughing. “And yes, before you ask, that did really happen.”

“Oh my god, Harrington, how did it take everyone this long to figure out what a hopeless dweeb you are?”

Steve shrugs, before remembering Robin can’t see him. “I have a nice, big house that’s usually empty, I’m good at sports, and my hair is awesome. Nobody in high school ever really needed or wanted anything more from me.” It hits him, as he says it, just how true it is. Thinking about it just makes him feel pathetic, though, so instead he says, “So. You got Steve ‘the Hair’ Harrington at Loch Nora’s one and only twenty-four/seven party pad. How can we get you fucked up?”

Robin snorts.

“Don’t really need much more help in that department, thanks,” she says. “My parents went to a movie and I’ve got the house to myself. Mostly I just called you to hear another human voice.”

It wasn’t so long ago, Steve thinks, that getting a call from a girl who said her parents were out for the evening would’ve meant one thing and one thing only. That’s so far removed from what’s happening here that it’s almost funny.

He doesn’t laugh, though. “Yeah? Well, I’m glad you did. It gets way too quiet up here, too.” He paces across the kitchen, then turns around and paces out into the living room, going from the full length of the cord in one direction to the full length of the cord in the other. “You get home okay before the storm hit?”

“Yeah. I caught a couple drops pulling into the driveway, but I didn’t get, like, drenched. Or struck by lightning.” With eerily good timing, a flash lights up the picture window in the living room, illuminating the patio, the pool, and the woods beyond in sharp black-and-white for an instant before everything goes dark again. Steve mutters a curse, straining against the phone’s cord to try to reach the drawstring for the blinds. The cord’s just about a foot too short. “What about you?”

“Wha? Oh, yeah. Definitely,” Steve agrees. “What – what were we talking about again?”

Robin sighs heavily into the phone. “Steve.” There’s a shade of concern in her deliberately casual voice as she asks, “Are you okay? You seem…more of a space case than usual lately.”

“What? No, I’m fine.” Steve brings a hand up to run absently through his hair. Outside, through the raindrops smearing down the glass, he can still see the pool, even with its lights out. The clouds overhead crackle and glow with lightning, the sound of it hissing and popping in the phone line. The lights in the kitchen and the living room all flicker, and Steve’s heart clenches in his chest, but the steady glow comes right back, warm and reassuring. He breathes out. “Just, y’know. Haven’t been sleeping so great.”

“Steve,” Robin says.

“Right. Already told you that.” Steve squeezes his eyes shut. Thunder booms through the house like there are no walls between him and the storm, vibrating in his bones. A dull ache starts in his temples, works its way down into his cheekbones, his jaw. Those fucking Russian thugs must’ve fractured something in there, something that didn’t show up on the X-rays. The bruising’s all healed, but it’s still hurting whenever he gets stressed out. Which is…all the time, now. “Hey, what did you mean when you asked if the Russians could have come back?”

Robin is silent so long that Steve wonders if the lightning’s knocked out the phone line. “Robin?”

“Nothing. I didn’t mean anything. Just had a – weird feeling… Look, we probably shouldn’t talk about this over the phone.” Robin makes a token effort to sound like she’s joking as she says, “You know. Wiretaps.”

“Right. Gotcha.” Steve twirls the phone cord around his finger as he stares out at the patio. “You work tomorrow?”

“Yeah, but I’ve got the late shift. You’re on in the morning, right?” Robin pauses for a moment before she says, “Meet you at Benny’s for lunch?”

“Yeah, sounds good. Noon?”

“It’s a date,” Robin says. “Try and get some sleep, Harrington. Day of the Dead might be a hit, but it’s not out on tape yet, we don’t need a zombie in the store to advertise it.”

“Seriously. Standup comedy is missing you,” Steve sighs into the handset. “See you tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow,” Robin agrees, and then the line goes dead.

Steve keeps the handset pressed to his ear for a moment before he realizes he’s acting like a little kid with a security blanket, and hangs it up as fast as he can. The plastic of the cradle cracks with a sad little noise, just up in the top corner, and Steve flicks at it with one finger. He didn’t think he’d slammed it down that hard. Probably the plastic’s just gotten brittle from sitting in the sun.

He sighs, and flicks the TV back on, turning up the Police’s ‘Every Breath You Take’. Steve already knows he’s not going to be able to take Robin’s advice. He hasn’t had a solid night’s sleep in a week, and tonight doesn’t seem set to break the pattern. It’s impossible to tell if the sun’s set yet behind the solid wall of black clouds blotting out the sky, but he’s already vibrating with nervous energy. Wide, unfortunately, awake.

Sting’s vocals aren’t exactly relaxing, either. Steve’s never really listened to the lyrics to this song, but it turns out they’re creepy. “Every bond you break, every step you take, I’ll be watching you…”

It’s stupid. Steve’s not a baby. He’s gone after way worse monsters than a couple of guys with funny accents, with nothing more than a baseball bat with a few nails hammered through it and a healthy helping of bravado. And he’d been fine afterwards. Sure, had a few nightmares about getting ripped apart by demo-whatevers – or having to watch the kids get ripped apart by demo-whatevers – but they’d gone away. Eventually. Mostly. And they hadn’t had him jumping at shadows like this, scared to be alone in his own house, too scared to sleep, scared to look out his own window –

Lightning strikes, somewhere close by, throwing a sharp spotlight on the patio and the woods beyond. It goes on and on, for – it’s got to be seconds. Thunder smashes into the house and Steve’s ears along with it, rolling and rolling, rattling his teeth and making his jaw ache. Every light in the house flares brilliantly white, and then dies. The music dies with it, leaving only the drum of rain on the roof and the low, near-constant roll of thunder.

The lightning cuts out abruptly, plunging the world into darkness.

Steve steps closer to the window, to get a better look through the streaks the pouring rain leaves on the glass. After the flash, mostly what he can see are purple afterimages. And, looking pale and scared and only halfway there, reflected in the depths of the dark glass, his own face.

But he knows what he saw, in that single, blinding flash. And he knows he sees it again, as his eyes adjust to the dark, as he presses his nose nearly against the glass, holding his breath so it doesn’t fog it up. A rounded shape, gleaming pale against the darkness, half-hidden back between the trees. A round, pale shape turned towards the house.

A round, pale shape at about the height of a face.

There’s somebody out there.

Somebody’s watching him from the woods.

[gbbwhatsapp-blog]

Outstanding Instagram Captions Which Will Make Your Day (Mega List)

As we all know and also use Instagram as one of the most fun part of our life. Most of the Instagram community uploads photos and videos on a daily basis to keep their Instagram followers intact and entertained.

And I truly believe that Instagram is an amazing platform to reach more and more people and promote your personality as a profession or any other product or service.

But have your ever noticed something else which is as important as the content of your Instagram page?

I’m talking about Instagram captions. It enhances the impact of any photos or videos to a great level and helps you to add something of yours to the meaning of your content.

You would have or would not have realized till date that adding appropriate Instagram captions attached to your content is as important as anything else you do to attract people to your Instagram page. Appropriate Instagram caption can do wonders if your use the properly and let increase your Instagram followers from a significant margin.

Also Read – 9 killer Instagram Tricks And Hacks You Never Know

'A single spark can burn the whole forest, the same way a perfect caption can add great value to your post' CLICK TO TWEET Some people have expertise in writing, and they kill it with their captions, just look at the below example of TheAwesomeIndia.

That famous scene of Chennai Express was shot here ? @theawesomeindia . . #srk #shahrukhkhan #wow #india #goa

A post shared by The Awesome India (@theawesomeindia) on Jul 7, 2017 at 5:31am PDT

See how he connected the pic with a famous Bollywood movie, the fans of that movie will surely like the pic just because of the caption.

Even a good caption can make your personal pic/video more classy.

Most of the time, we write captions like “Feeling Good”, “At blah blah place” etc but it doesn’t sound too good that’s why we have brought coolest captions of all time.

Here I have brought the best Instagram captions categorized in different categories to guide you to make your content even more effective using them.

Best Instagram Captions In Different Categories – There are many different kinds of people on Instagram and all of them like different kind of Instagram captions. So there’s everything for everyone on the list.

Selfie Captions – Instagram Captions

Behind every successful selfie, there are 100 deleted selfies. I look more cool in my selfies. God is really creative, I mean just look at me. Every perfect selfie needs a perfect camera. Selfie maine leli aaj 😛 Smile, life is beautiful. This selfie is approved by the University of Selfie. If I got 200 likes on this selfie, I would delete it. Warning – You will fall in love with in face. Sending your selfies to NASA because you’re a star. OMG, look at me. Photobomb me at your own Risk. A Smile a day keep problems away. Smile, its confuses people. If you have eyes, look at me now. Taking Selfies should be declared As The Best Time pass. Selfie लेने वालों के हाथ कानुन से भी लम्बे होते है| जिसका कोई नही होता, उसकी सेल्फ़ी होती है| Hell is a room where the wallpapers are all your failed selfies. Lighting is just the flash on gods camera when he’s taking selfies. Proof that I can do selfies better than you. Keep my selfie today. In future, you should have to pay for one. Behind every beautiful selfie, there is editing, editing and editing. This is my simple selfie life. For daily selfie uploaders – Super Sunday, Mast Monday, Terrific Tuesday, Wow Wednesday, Throwback Thursday, Freaky Friday and Silly Saturday. Also Read – How to Make Money on Instagram 2017 [ Proven Guide]

Funny Captions – Instagram Captions

I need a six month holiday, twice a year. This selfie is awarded as best of the universe by Nasa. You came to look at my pic, LOL. When nothing goes right, go left instead! I am not lazy, I am just in energy saving mode. Onions make me sad. A lot of people don’t realize that. If I was funny, I would have a good Instagram caption. Friday, my second favorite F word. Who needs television when there is so much drama on Instagram. Save water – Drink beer. I am jealous of my parents… I will never have a kid as cool as theirs. We are WTF generation…. WhatsApp, Twitter and Facebook. I and my wife lived happily for 25 years and then we met. One day, I’m gonna make the onions cry. That awkward moment when the awkward moment gets even more awkward. Sleep till you’re hungry… Eat till you’re sleepy “Insert funny caption”. Marriage is the cause of divorce. Being famous on Instagram is like being rich on Monopoly. Everything gets hotter when the Sun gets down. Life is Short – Like Fast! Cool Captions –Instagram Captions Start by changing your thoughts; finish by changing your life. Just because you’re awake doesn’t mean you should stop dreaming. I am hot dude with cool attitude. No, I’m not feeling violent, I’m feeling creative with weapons. Muscles Under Construction. If nobody hates than you are doing something boring. I didn’t choose the thug life, the thug life chose me. Price is what you pay. Value is what you get. Coins always make sound but the currency notes are always silent! that’s why I’m always calm and silent. I hate people who steal my ideas before I think of them. I will kill you with my awesomeness. I’ll never try to fit in. I was born to STAND OUT. God created this world in 7 days, and it took 9 months to create me so I am clearly a big deal. You have to be odd to be number one. Know yourself, know your worth. I am cool but summer days make me hot. Take my advice, I don’t use it. I am not short, I am just concentrated AWESOME. Be what you want to be, not what other want to see. If you want to impress me go take a token and stand in line. Life is not perfect, but my hair is. Who’s that cute person? Oh, I clicked on my profile again. Go Big Or Go Home. You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions.