Ask Memes ;; Sass Edition

toomuchtelly:

  • You can’t fight me, you’re miniature. 
  • Going to McDonalds for a salad is like going to a prostitute for a hug. 
  • People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do.
  • Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please.
  • Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.
  • I hope karma slaps you in the face before I do.
  • You know, it only takes four muscles to just extend your arm and bitchslap the twat. 
  • Congratulations on being an awful bitch who’s completely oblivious to the fact that everyone hates you. 
  • Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy.
  • My business isn’t your business; so unless you’re my thong, don’t be up my arse. 
  • I may look calm, but in my head I’ve killed you three times already. 
  • I would retaliate against your snotty remark, but since you resemble a garden gnome, I’d say the joke is on you. 
  • I thought I saw your face on my newsfeed but it turns out it was just a picture of a potato.
  • You want to walk out of my life, there’s the door. Hell, I’ll even hold it open for you. 
  • I don’t do fashion, I am fashion. 
  • Somewhere out there there is a tree, tirelessly producing oxygen so you can breath. I think you owe it an apology. 
  • I’m only single because I’m too sassy for everyone.
  • Bitch please, have you seen me? I’m a princess. 
  • I think, therefore I’m single.
  • Life’s too short to bullshit.
  • If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun.
  • When in doubt, freak ‘em out.
  • I’d rather die my way than live yours.
  • Weather forecast for tonight: dark.
  • Two wrongs don’t make a right, but they make a good excuse.
  • I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.
  • It’s simple, if it jiggles, it’s fat.
  • Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.
  • Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.
  • I distrust camels, and anyone else who can go a week without a drink.
  • If you want a guarantee, buy a toaster.

” !!! “

golden-fidelity:

lovestoostrong:

Send ‘!!!’ for my muse’s reaction to yours kissing them in the middle of a battle (fight).


“I can never do anything right, can I?” Cisco said through gritted teeth as he cradled his crying son in his arms. “Shh, Shh. It’s okay Dante, Daddy’s gotchu,” he cooed. “I’m sorry I’m not here all the time. Daddy’s out saving lives when he’s not here.” At this point, he was talking to both his wife and their infant son. “I know it’s scary when I don’t call, when you and Mommy don’t know what’s going on, and I’m so-”  Cisco’s apology was cut short when his lips were met with Lisa’s.

Lisa was still a little annoyed until she watches Cisco with Dante. She could never be upset at all when she saw what an amazing father Cisco was. Lisa smiles when Cisco puts Dante down and quickly goes over to their son and hugs him from behind tickles Dante’s neck a little. “Hey, your not going to bed without giving Mommy a hug and kiss right?” Dante turns around quickly and wraps his arms around her neck as Lisa hugs him then gives him a kiss on the nose making him squint and giggle. He then returns a kiss to her nose smiling. “Thank you, I love you sweetie. Have sweet dreams and you know Mommy and Daddy are just in the next room if you need us.” Dante smiles and says “I love you Mommy” before running off into his bedroom. 

She stands up and watches as Dante goes into his room excitedly before turning her gaze back to Cisco. “I’m your wife Cisco, of course I always know.” Lisa closes her eyes as his kisses her on the cheek, still just relieved to know he was safe. With a nod she says “I’ll get ready for bed and just meet you in there.” By the time Cisco comes into the bedroom, Lisa had just been finishing brushing her teeth. Once she was done she comes back into the bedroom dressed in her silk nightgown and was equipped with the first aid bag. “Well this is a much better view than last night.” 

Cisco sat on the bed and fiddled with his shoes before kicking them off. “You know, I feel the same way,” he said as he pulled off his jacket, revealing a dark tank top underneath. He looked up at his wife and his eyes immediately went to hers.

 “I’m sorry, Lis. We were on a stakeout, I couldn’t risk blowing our cover. We followed these guys from here to Star City and back. There was, well, a lot of fighting, and since I don’t have super speed, I took quite a bit of the physical blows. A bullet may or may not have grazed my side, I’m not completely sure. The adrenaline is still coursing through my body.” Cisco paused, standing and closing the distance between them. He wrapped his arms around his wife and leaned in a gave her a soft kiss. “Baby, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t let you know I was okay.”

“Who the hell did this to you?” (Protective Lisa :3)

golden-fidelity:

lovestoostrong:

Hurt meme || Accepting


Nobody, it doesn’t matter.” Cisco sniffled, using one hand to hold a bag of frozen peas to his face and holding the other close to his body. “I’ll be fine,” he lied.

Lisa tries to keep her anger at his attackers to a minimum for the time being and just focus on Cisco. As she listens to Cisco explain what they had done she swallowed hard and her hand curled into a fist. She wanted nothing more than to give those idiots the same treatment they showed Cisco. Looking up at Cisco before leaning in and softly kiss him. “Cisco, its going to be okay.” Lisa tucked some of his hair behind his ear. “You should lay down so I can check that side of yours. Will you at least let me do that?” 

“Yeah.” Cisco said quietly as he unzipped his jacket, sliding his good arm out and slowly manuvering his other arm out with his jaw clenched. He laid back on the couch with a groan, his breathing shallow. His torso was already beginning to bruise, and his wrist was quite swollen at this point. 

meticia:

 i  will  never  understand  people  who  get   upset  with  blogs  who   ‘  post  too  much  ooc  ‘.

   post  out  of  character  things.    tell  me  about  your  day.   did  something  shitty  happen  that  made  you  sad  or  upset  ?  vent  about  it.  did  something  killer  happen  that  made  you  ecstatic  and  incredibly  happy  ?   brag  about  it. 

  this  is  a  place  where  we  continuously  tell  people  it’s  okay  to  feel  what  we’re  feeling  and  yet  the  second  someone  seems  to  post  one  thing  too  much  ,  there  are  people  hiding  behind  greyfaces  telling  you  not  to  expression  yourself …    how  about  no.

  there  are  people  behind  these  muses   &  screens.  vent  ,   brag ,  post  an  icon  you  thought  was  funny  or  attractive.  tell  us  about  that  kitten  video  you  thought  was  hilarious ,   tell  us  about  how  someone  hurt  you ,  tell  us  you  have a  headache  ????    talk  to  us.    i  want  to  know  how  your  day  is  going  /  went.

  don’t  shame  someone  for  opening  up  or  sharing  what  they’re  feeling.  that’s  a  new  level  of  low  that  i’m  tired  of  seeing  good  people  suffer  from.

“Pants are just an illusion”

golden-fidelity:

golden-fidelity:

She laughs and blinks a little before giving a nod. “Okay! You are certainly more drunk than I am.” Lisa shrugs and smirks. “I mean its not like I would be complaining at all.” 

Lisa smiles and shakes her head. “Cisco! Yes you did find me now what is the secret?” She listens closely and notices the water in his eyes a bit. “Cisco, tell me, tell me what is it?” Lisa jumps a little and looks around when he gets excited until she sees the stain. She squints a little and tilts her head to the side. “I think I see it. I definitely see the fluffy tail.” Lisa stops staring at the stain and takes a playful deep breath before looking over at Cisco. “Wait Cisco that wasn’t the secret right? Please tell me that wasn’t the secret.”

“Secret? Oh yeah! I have a secret, Lisa!” He paused, giggling as he wipes his eyes. “Lisa, Lisa! Guess what?” He whispered, getting closer and closer to the woman. “I think you’re cute!” He giggled, giving her a peck on the cheek.

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