Underfell Papyton

INFP

1.) art

2.) listening to music

3.) gaming

4.) reading

5.) witchcraft

Reblog with your MBTI type and top 5 hobbies, please, I’m really curious.

INTJ:

1. Reading

2. Science

3. Astrology

4. Poker

5. Sewing

Brother of the year. (via sugarsiah)

Damn, Frisk, it took you long enough !

( Horrortale originally by SourAppleStudios | I just like drawing/thinking of frans in my fave AUs so sorry I wrecked this one too fjhjfjhs )

here’s some caps of stanley tucci crying with laughter after being asked what wine pairs best with eating ass 

I need more of this please 😭😭😭

Nervous ticks and Bad decisions

Rk900(Nines) x reader

A/N: I am thinking about making this one a series as well. I don’t know it depends on what you guys think. I love hearing from you guys, It makes my day! Thanks lovelies.

Not many down at the DPD were fond of you. Not many knew you, really. You worked quietly, by yourself. It was easy to just focus on the job at hand when it was just you. Yes it was dangerous. Most cases involving Red Ice were. It was nice though, you thought, working by yourself. You really only talked to Hank, and then to Connor when he arrived. Hank would worry about you, you knew that. Keeping your emotions locked tight with in you would worry anyone. Maybe that is why you didn’t speak much to other people. You felt they wouldn’t understand.They saw you as cold  and unfeeling. Which you weren’t.

This of course dragged you into the attention of Gavin Reed. If he wasn’t pestering Connor, he was pestering you. You earned the nickname ‘Android Princess’ because of your actions and lack of emotions. It started with Reed, but you’ve heard others whisper the name in passing. It hurt. It’s not like you didn’t have feelings and emotions. It’s just that you felt out of control when you let your emotions show. It was crazy, but you felt the only way to feel control was to lock it all inside. Hide this thorn in your side, never let it show. Never let yourself crack.

You were human though and would crack every so often. In moments like these you’d be drunk and talking to Hank. And he would just take it, rubbing your back comfortingly. You liked that friendship. You came around less however when Connor was introduced to Hank as his partner. It felt… weird to interrupt their work and you felt like Connor wouldn’t understand, even after his deviancy.

Today was just a normal day. Another day of avoiding the break room and burying yourself in your work. That is until you were called into Fowler’s office. Looking up from  your reports, your stomach twisted. You hated being called out like some teenager whose done something bad and is requested to go to the principal’s office. You pushed your self away from your desk and began to walk towards Fowler’s station. Nerves were attacking you, biting at your stomach, making your heart heavier. Running your thumb across your fingertips as you went, a nervous tick you picked up.

Entering the office, you were surprised to find some one else inhere with the captain. At first it appeared to be Connor, taking a second look you realized that this person was different, not Connor at all. Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked between the two men. the captain looked up “Y/n. Come in. I have something I want to discuss with you” composing yourself you moved to the front of his desk, ignoring the eyes you felt boring into your head from the other man. “Have I done something wrong sir?” A shake of the head, Fowler raised his hand off his desk dismissively. “Not at all. This is the newest RK unit. An upgrade from Connor.” Holding back a flinch you spoke “We’re not replacing him are we? We can’t-” you were cut off “No that’s not what is happening.”

You relaxed slightly, running your thumb over your fingers in a continuous motion. The captain continued “I have noticed recently that you have been taking on more and more work. While you are good at your job, I don’t want you to get hurt or to overwork yourself. That’s where Rk900 comes in” A nod to the android now standing beside you, you glanced up at the emotionless face then back to your captain. “He’s your new partner.” The statement hung in the air as you processed what was going on “His job is to be by your side, follow your orders always, protect you-” “sir” you tried to interject but Fowler kept on “His mission is your mission. I imagine you’ll be able to get more work done now.” Irritation laced his voice. 

You couldn’t believe this. You worked fine just by yourself. blinking several times you finally spoke “Sir, if I have done anything unsatisfactory in my job let me fix it. I don’t need a babysitter.” You could feel yourself starting to crack. A harsh chuckle was his reply “Y/n this isn’t a punishment. if anything this is a .. a reward or what have you. I am not changing my mind. This is your new partner and that’s final”. Hopelessness seemed to grasp onto your shoulders as you straightened your posture. “U-Understood… sir” A curt nod, you turned and left the office, trying to gain composure as you left, feeling a presence behind you.

You hated that walk back to your desk, eyes followed you from all around. Making you feel small. Sighing, you sat down trying to work. Not a word was spoken between the two of you. He was close, hovering. Practically engulfing you in his presence. You couldn’t focus, so you pushed away from your desk slightly and looked at him. He was so intimidating. Like a lion, gazing at it’s prey. That’s what you felt like. A mouse, squirming in his gaze. Clearing your throat of any emotion, you spoke “ Do you have a name?” Only a calculated shake of the head was his response. He was so stoic. “Oh… well, I’m going to call you Nines cause Rk900 is a bit of a mouthful” he looked ahead, his voice was low and crisp, yet soft “Registering name as Nines” Jesus Christ you couldn’t help but flinch slightly. Was that a tone of distaste?

Pushing it aside, you continued to look at him, until his steely eyes snapped to yours. “You know you don’t have to stand so close. It’s a little distracting actually” He took one step back “That’s not what I- forget it” You turned back to your desk, a storm of frustration, anger, and weariness swirled inside. You wanted to get away from here, hoping the day would soon end. It’s not that you weren’t thankful, it’s just that it was strange. It felt wrong especially after the revolution. Connor came back to the department on his own accord, but you were sure Nines didn’t have free will and that bothered you. Androids had rights, and you didn’t like the fact that this one had to obey what you said.

You were pulled from your thoughts by an unwelcome presence. Gavin walked up to your desk with a sneer “Oh great. Another plastic prick. What Android princess? Did you get so lonely that you had the boss make you a tin can boyfriend?” Your face was as blank as Nines’ but Reed’s actions only added to the storm that raged within you. “No. Of course not Gavin that would be impractical and a waste of everyone’s time. This is my new partner, Nines. He is hear so that I can take on more work and do it effectively so. Unlike the work you have shown.” More cracks were showing. Gavin was spluttering in anger, waving a threatening finger in your unflinching face. However, it was stilled by a strong hand. An impassive face stared down at Gavin “ If you have intent to harm Detective Y/n I will stop you.” Your mouth was slightly open, Reed paled slightly but kept his facade. Seeing that Nines was not going to let go, you feared that he would snap Reed’s wrist. You reached out, placing a hand gently on his arm

“it’s ok. You can let him go” it was like an electrical shock when you touched him. You accredited it to static electricity. He let go after another long moment, leaving Gavin to huff and walk off. Stealing another glance at Nines you found he was already staring back. Letting a sigh pass your lips you continued on your work, trying your best to ignore the glares and glances you were getting.

Soon you were able to leave the station, gathering your items you stood from your desk, turning to give an awkward goodbye “Er.. see you tomorrow I suppose” You gave a nod but stopped before you turned to leave. His voice piercing straight through you “I have orders to protect you. It is my mission to make sure you are always safe” breath escaped you, like you were hit to the gut. “So you’re coming home with me” it wasn’t a question, but Nines nodded anyways. He was so mechanical and dangerous you felt. Turning, you jerked your head for him to follow you and the two of you walked out of the station. How were you going to survive this?

Lip bites are hot~

Fuck being the horse, i wanna be the saddle XDXDXDXD (#doyouseehowhebegrindingthatsaddletho)

Think when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i’ the receiving earth; For ‘tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times,

                                             — Henry V. Act I, Prologue

you reposted in the wrong hero academia (x)

(this meme is probably considered old at this point but I HAD FUN MAKING THIS JUST TAKE IT)

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susie’s no liar, noelle.