Imagine: You Get Your Memories Back After Years Of Amnesia To Find Out Your Whole Species Is Dead And

Techno: Ranboo.

Ranboo: Yeah?

Techno, gesturing at his chest: Explain.. that.

Ranboo, looking down at Tommy who's wrapped around him like a koala: Oh! He just does this sometimes.

Phil: . . . What mate?

Ranboo, smiling: Yeah! I think he may be asleep though, so could you guys try to be quiet?

Phil, whispering: What the fuck.

Right new hc

When Percy gets fed up with the twins pranks or just people looking down at him he just snaps and plays the most malicious and sadistic pranks on them

Like not enough to hurt them real bad but enough for them to know not to mess with him

Also he always manages to keep his image clean

Like you will never catch this guy until he tells you and even then if you tell on him he’ll make you feel like a fraud and discredit the story

That's right!!! The Ministry definitely has some rumours about the Peeves might hide in somewhere, cuz people keeps getting pranked. Some of them will go and report to Percy, and he just keeps a straight face says, "I'll solve this thing as fast as I could. I give zero tolerance for these things."

Then when he went home, he just burst out a big laugh to Oliver and tell him all the things. Probably the twins question too that why they keep getting banned from the Ministry, when they just want to find Hermoine and Harry.

Slowly, Percy's prank becomes one of the big mystery in the Ministry, until he retired still no one find out it was him.

The two moods of working in a buffet restaurant. "God, there's nothing to do" and "I dont know what hole all these people came from but can they please go back".

one of my favorite things on the dsmp is how many more endermen there are now.

people used to kill endermen anytime they accidentally looked at one from hundreds of blocks away. theyd show off how quickly they could get one to attack and cheered whenever they got pearls

and then ranboo joined! all of a sudden, people were hesitating to kill endermen. all of a sudden, these tall creatures reminded them of their new, timid, black-and-white friend. they saw how ranboo flinched at the sound of an enderman’s dying screams. they noticed how he hated eye contact, just like his ancestors. they’d wonder if this thing they were about to kill was a friend or family member of the kid’s. so they left endermen alone, logging out to avoid their anger and trading with villagers for their pearls

now, the smp is covered with endermen. its not uncommon to be approached by one on the prime path, or given a grass block while building. the tundras are filled with the humanoids, all of them knowing that there was no danger where the halfling boy lived. edward was mourned when his time finally came. now the members of the dream smp see endermen less as monsters, and more as friends :)

oda’s descriptions of dazai in the dark era light novel are so devastating

“Dazai’s expression as he placed a finger on his forehead and approached the enemy—that of a child about to burst into tears—remained burned into my eyes.”

“‘He’s sharp-witted with a mind like a steel trap. And he’s just a child—a sobbing child abandoned in the darkness of a world far emptier than the one we’re seeing.’”

he just saw him as a child who yearned to be saved

Cicero: SLEEP? ION KNOW ABOUT SLEEP ITS SUMMERTIME-

Astrid: YOU BETTER GO TO BED

Cicero: oh no she caught me

danny: please peer pressure me into finishing my projects

stiles: do it or you’re straight

danny: i said peer pressure not THREATEN

two: *constantly getting horribly injured*

the brigadier: oh dear. do not like this.

three: *constantly getting horribly injured, spent his first few days alive absolutely spaced out, really bad balance because he's not used to being 6'3"*

the brigadier: right. must have a doctor on hand.

four: *constantly getting horribly injured, spent his first few days alive absolutely spaced out*

the brigadier: aha! i know this one! here, doctor, have a doctor.

four: thanks, alistair! *steals him*

the brigadier: fuck.

derek: okay fine, truth or dare?

stiles: truth

derek: how many hours have you slept this week?

stiles: ...

stiles: ...dare

derek: go to bed.

stiles: i don’t like this game.

Theo in BH: I want Void Stiles...

Derek 1000 or more miles away, bolts awake from slumber with cold sweat, sensing a disturbance in the force, booking the first direct flight back to BH, then calling Stiles: Who the fuck are you with right now?