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my midterm grades being 85, 90, 95 & 49 #Alright
Michael Afton from Sister Location burns William Afton and accidentally burns himself in the process because it’s hard to hold a lighter with half-dead hands!!
Me and my cat in a war of "IM GONNA GET YOU OUT OF BED" vs "IF YOU GET TOO CLOSE UR GETTING SNUGGLED VERY HARD"
ya know i barely read fic anymore so it’s really funny that just when i’m getting the itch to revisit some old favs ao3 decides to have a complete meltdown
I'm so sorry you had to see whatever the hell that was
im in the back of a police car right now some officer is taking me home
Classic, really
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x female!reader
Summary: The reader is helping Sebastian get ready for a date except he has no idea that the reader has been falling for him.
Warnings: none
A/N: So I finally decided to write somethinggg and I didn’t want to make it too big in case none of y'all gave two shits (pls give some shits thnx) bUT if you guys want a Part 2 let me know!! Also let me know which ending you want the fic to go towards! Read till the end to know the options.
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“I can’t believe how nervous you are for this date, Seb”, you said fixing his bowtie.
“Stop fidgeting, I can’t tie it if you do.” You glared at him.
“But you’re taking so long!” He drew out the words in a complaining whine and pouted. Your heart fluttered at his expression. You chose to ignore the feeling and finished knotting his bowtie.
“There. All done.” You smiled at him.
“Thanks, you’re the best.”
You wish he really meant that.
“I’ll take that”, you said laughing at his peppy enthusiasm as he rushed around his room fixing his suspenders and lacing his shoes. You sat on the couch, watching him fuss over his hair before the mirror before spraying on my favourite cologne of his (he didn’t know it was your favourite) and walking towards the couch and standing a few feet away from you, waiting for you to approve his outfit for the evening.
“How do I look?” Keep reading
put my computer on the floor to stand up stepped on it
Headcanon #?
Isabelle can pretty much convince Cam to give her anything she wants, but usually, when he tries, Artemis suts it down. Like that time Issy wanted to keep that squirrel. Cam said no, Issy did the face, he said yes, and then Artemis slapped Cam upside the head and removed the squirrel from the apartment.