Ask-Jimmy

Before i go to bed, i would like to point out that it was a producer of la la land who told moonlight they they won. The producer was up there giving his acceptance speech and then found out that there was a mistake. Instead of being pissy about it or letting jimmy tell moonlight he told them and give them the oscar. Jimmy asked why they couldnt all get oscars and the producer, who i will add the name of tomorrow when im more awake, told him that moonlight deserved it and he was happy to give the oscar to them. All of la la lands people quickly left the stage so moonlight could have their time in the spotlight. No matter what your feelings on la la land please dont insult them for this. It was not their fault and they handled it so well and gave moonlight the respect they deserved.

Weird MSI Facts

-MSI’s first bassist was a girl named Vanessa YT. Nobody knows her real name, and even MSI themselves don’t know where she’s at or what she’s doing now.

-MSI got Jhonen Vasquez to direct some of their videos and do art for some singles and the deluxe version of If because they noticed kids wearing Invader Zim shirts to their shows

-When MSI reached out to Jamie Hewlett to do art for their album, Jamie drew some Frankestein girls and wrote “The Frankenstein girls will seem strangely sexy”, which then became the name of the album. Jimmy had asked if it was okay to use that line as a title, and Jamie said “Go ahead, you guys are nuts.” The guy who created Tank Girl and Gorillaz even thinks MSI is nuts.

-LynZ got her role as Vanessa YT’s replacement by lying about playing bass to a bouncer at a club, and was later approached at one of her art shows with an offer to audition for MSI. She knew she wouldn’t make it playing bass alone, so during a part in her audition where the bass drops out, she pulled a film canister of Bacardi out of her bra, and matchsticks out of her pigtails, and spat fire. She almost caught Jimmy on fire, and secured her role in the band.

-Jimmy was 29 when MSI’s (technical) first record, Tight, came out. So if you ever think it’s ~too late~ to be doing what you want to do, look to him.

-Jimmy’s last name may be ‘Urine’ as a pun on his real last name, but the dude has actually drank his own urine several times on stage. Nobody really knows what drives him to do this, but it’s probably what gives him his powers.

-MSI used to have a taxidermied dog named Chauncey that they would bring on stage and dress up in clothes that the fans threw on stage. Some people say it was actually Jimmy’s dog that he had stuffed. 

-Steve, Righ? is actually named Steve, but got his stage name after someone came up to him super drunk at a show, slurring, and said “You’re Steve, righ?”

-Kitty and Jimmy are cousins. 

-Kitty only joined MSI as a temporary member because Jimmy booked a live show without a real band, but did so well he kept her on. This was after not having had played drums for years, because someone accidentally sold off her drum kit when she was in school.

-The guy in the Shut Me Up music video is the same guy that plays The Patient in MCR’s Welcome To The Black Parade video

-Jimmy keeps a hoard of old Atari STacy’s so that his sound can stay somewhat consistent through whatever he makes, but he brings in new production equipment/techniques to help evolve it. That’s why no two MSI records sound the same, but all undeniably sound like MSI.

-Steve has had two hip surgeries.

-Kitty has a daughter but nobody knows when she was born, what her name is, or who her father is

-Kitty’s real name is Jennifer Dunn, and nowhere on the internet can you find her birthday or how old she actually is. Google wrongly says she was born in 1993, which would mean she was 4 when she joined MSI which is… Wrong

-Jimmy used to do a web series called the Little Jimmy Urine Show that was him talking/voice acting over still frames made in Microsoft Paint with tons of sound effects? They were really weird but also really funny idk

-Basically nobody knows jack shit about this band, especially the period of about 1997-2008, and they’re really weird

Imagine Chris admitting you’re his celebrity crush.

A/N: This is a request from @unstainedlight and it took me forever to get to, I’m so sorry. But here it is, finally! It’s super cute and I’d a lot of fun writing it (as in I giggled a lot) Enjoy! X

You arrived on the ‘The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon’ set shortly after your husband, Chris. The two of you came in separate cars because you’d come from your movie set, whereas he came from the hotel you were put up in while working in New York; he wasn’t due to film ‘Avengers: Infinity War’ until May. Both you and Chris had been invited by Jimmy Fallon to do your own respective interviews on your upcoming movies and pending projects, or so the both of you thought. As it turned out, those reasons were just bait given to your publicists to get both of you on his set at the same time without raising suspicion; the man had something cheeky planned.

Jimmy had interviewed Chris numerous times now- one could say that they were friends, so Jimmy knew about Chris’ crush on you. He’d said numerous times now, in most of his interviews, that you were a beautiful actress he admired, with values, morals, and ethics that made him think very highly of you; or in short, that you were his celebrity crush. The thing that Jimmy didn’t know, however, was that they two of you were actually married. You’d met Chris in 2014 while having lunch with your friends, Emily Blunt and John Krasinski. Chris was a good friend of John’s who thought the two of you would hit it off, and you did almost immediately.

After that day, the two of you starting secretly dating under the media’s radar because neither of you wanted the stress that came with having your relationship in the limelight. Both of you had been in the industry for a while now, so you knew what it was like when you started dating someone. The constant scrutiny, the tabloids and the rumors, the analyzing of everything you do and say, the haters and cynics calling the relationship a publicity stunt and waiting for it to blow up- you didn’t want to deal with that. Those were the things that usually ended a Hollywood relationship which was the last thing you and Chris wanted, so things between the two of you were kept under a tight lid.

Your friends and family knew about the relationship, but everyone did as you both asked and kept what they knew to themselves. During your time as boyfriend and girlfriend, you attended all red carpet events alone and took no photos together so you wouldn’t risk revealing your relationship to the world. It was unpractical, difficult, and occasionally lonely, but it worked out. Of course you weren’t going to keep it a secret forever, at some point you were going to want to reveal to the world that you were with the best person you’d ever met; vice versa. You’d both agreed to keep things hush until things were more solidified, and now that the two of you were happily married- the relationship was to be revealed at your movie premiere which was in a week’s time. But perhaps Jimmy’s cheeky little plan to embarrass Chris would move that announcement up.

“Hey stranger,” you called as you caught Chris in your dressing room mirror; he was up first and was walking towards the stage. He poked his head in and shot you a smile which you reciprocated. “Good luck out there, Captain America,” you gave him a two finger salute which made him laugh as he disappeared around the corner with the stage manager.

“Oh my God,” your makeup artist, Arizona, let out the breath she was holding in. “He is so freaking handsome,” she said then chuckled when you laughed. “I’m so glad I’m not the one doing his makeup, I wouldn’t be able to focus.” You said nothing in response as you closed your eyes to let her finish doing your eyeshadow. “Are the two of you friends?”

“I guess,” you shrugged nonchalantly.

“You know you’re his celebrity crush, right?” She was grinning excitedly when you opened your eyes. “As a fan of both you and Chris Evans, I can say that the two of you would make such a great couple.” You had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop from laughing. “You two should really make a movie together, ‘cause that’d be amazing.”

“Yeah,” you nodded in agreement.

“Okay,” she sprayed your face with setting spray then tucked a stray hair in its place. “All done, Y/N. You look amazing as always,” she complimented with a sweet smile. “And as always, it’s been an honor to do your hair and makeup. If you ever need a permanent stylist, I’m your girl.”

“Thanks Arizona,” you smiled then saw the stage director enter the room through the mirror. “And that’s my cue,” you told her and rose to your feet. You followed the stage director towards the stage and watched the TV, waiting for Jimmy to introduce you and bring you out.

“So Chris, I’m not sure if you’ve seen the interview your buddy Sebastian did with James Cordon a while back.” Chris’ eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered; he watched most of the interviews his friends and cast mates did. “The one with his celebrity crush, Sharon Stone.” Jimmy reminded him; Chris laughed and nodded. “Well, taking a page out of Cordon’s book- I thought I’d bring your celebrity crush here tonight so you can have the same opportunity to try and win her over with your charm and good looks.”

“Oh God,” Chris laughed. “This is not going to end well, I can tell already.”

“Let’s give Y/N Y/L/N a hand,” Jimmy called and you walked out right on cue. Chris caught your eye and you both tried hard not to crack even though the smiles you had on your faces were enough to give your big secret away. “C'mon Chris,” Jimmy teased as he rose to his feet, joining the audience in giving you a standing ovation. “Get on your feet, give a good impression.”

“Right, sorry.” Chris jumped onto his feet and clapped for you until you got to his side. “Hi Y/N, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” He shook your hand then leaned forward to give your cheek a quick peck. “We’re going to blow this, aren’t we?” He whispered into your ear before pulling away; you subtly nodded in response.

“Hi everyone,” you waved at the audience and they cheered for you. “Oh wow,” you began addressing Jimmy as the three of you took your seats. “It is so good to be back here. How are you, Jimmy?” You asked and he laughed.

“I’m meant to be the interviewer here, Y/N,” he joked and you chuckled. “I’m great, and you look great too. The New York air must agree with you. You’ve been out here for a while now, right?” You nodded. “You’re filming your latest movie which takes place in Manhattan, are you having fun?”

“Crazy fun,” you nodded. “I love New York, it’s where I started my career and where some of my best friends live so- yeah, I’m having a lot of fun. New York’s basically like a third home to me,” you told him; beside you, Chris smiled because he knew you refer to LA- your hometown- as home and Boston- his hometown- as your second home.

“Third home?” Jimmy quizzed. “Isn’t the saying second home?” You nodded, chuckling softly. “Okay then, so if New York is your third home then- where’s your second home? I know LA is your hometown, so that’s number one. What’s number two?”

“Boston,” you answered, trying not to smile too widely as you glanced at Chris; he couldn’t hide his grin. “It’s um- it’s a place close to my heart, a lot of my friends are from Boston- like John Krasinski, and it’s also where I fell in-love actually, with a Bostonian.”

“You’re in-love?” Jimmy looked over at Chris and pressed his lips together. “Aw, that’s a bummer.” Both you and Chris laughed at that. “Here I was thinking I was going to set the two of you up 'cause you know, Chris- Captain America, is not shy about admitting who his celebrity crush is.” You chuckled softly as you nodded. “He’s from Boston too, so if you think he’s better than your current love- it wouldn’t be hard to jump ship. Right, Chris?”

“Well,” Chris winced, trying hard not to crack. “If she’s already in-love with someone else, y'know- I’m not going to interfere with that.” You bit the inside of your cheek, stifling your laughs. “If she were single, of course I’d go for it, but she’s in a relationship, man. I can’t do that to a brother,” he tried not to laugh as he said that.

“Think about this, Y/N,” Jimmy tried to sell your husband to you. “Chris is a fan of yours, he is practically in-love with you already.” You looked over at Chris and he nodded in agreement with Jimmy’s statement, holding a serious face that made you want to laugh. “And c'mon, how great can your current guy be compared to Captain America? I mean- the choice is simple, right? Right, guys?” He asked the audience and they cheered. “The two of you would be the new Brad and Angelina, minus the divorce 'cause you’re Chris’ celebrity crush and I doubt he’d do anything to risk losing you.”

“Oh, definitely not,” Chris agreed and you turned away, laughing. “I’d treasure you for the rest of my life, Y/N.” He took your left hand in his, lifting it into vision but hiding your wedding bands. “I’d love you in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, till death do us part. But I think you already know that from when we exchanged wedding vows,” he said and revealed the wedding bands; everyone gasped, including Jimmy. “Yeah,” Chris began as you both turned to a stunned Jimmy, chuckling. “I didn’t need your help 'cause I already married my celebrity crush.”

“Oh my God,” Jimmy’s jaw dropped. “How- when- are you guys even- Wait, what?” He laughed, bouncing excitedly in his chair. “When did this even happen? I didn’t even know that you guys knew each other, let alone dated! And you’re married? What the fu-” he cut himself off, his smile wide. “That is amazing, wow! Congratulations, you two! Wow!” The audience cheered and clapped when Jimmy did. “This is exclusive right? No one knew before this moment?”

“Our friends and family know,” you told him, chuckling. “But no one else did, so yes. This is an exclusive on your show. I’m married to Chris Evans,” you said and Chris brought your entwined hands to his lips, kissing the back of your hand.

“Yup,” Chris grinned at you then turned to the camera, “I’m married to my celebrity crush.”

8

AU : Kara and Jimmy aren’t a normal couple, they’re a super couple. They work at CatCo together, fight crime together, save lives together, and go home, together as well. They manage to keep their secret until one day, a kiss between Supergirl and the Guardian appears online. Everyone wants to know about the love story of these two heroes. Cat Grant asks Jimmy and Kara to do the article about SuperGuardian.  

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The Arrangement

Originally posted by dean-sam-winchesterbros

Summary: in an AU where the Winchester family owns a multi-million dollar company, Dean’s in a bit of a pinch. Grandpa Samuel is threatening to cut him off if he doesn’t straighten out and stop getting into trouble. Instead of taking some responsibility, Dean comes up with an ingenious plan: find someone to pretend to be his girlfriend. You and Dean have never gotten along, but a fake relationship seems to be beneficial to you both…

Pairing: AU Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,700

Warnings: language, general rudeness (from Dean), mild angst?

A/N: so this is my new idea for a series! It’s all my brain will do right now. It’s a little rough right now, but I’m hoping you guys like it. Also the title is terrible but it’s all I could come up with.

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The pornstache

(A/N): I’m so sorry you guys but I’m having really bad writer’s block right now and I couldn’t even write my own requests but I was sorta feeling this one so that’s why I’m writing it right now…sorry again

Request: CAN I REQUEST A SEB WITH THE PORNSTACHE? PPL ARE MAKING FUN OF HIM FOR IT AND HE ACTS LIKE HE DOESN’T CARE BUT PART OF HIM DOES BUT IT TURNS READER ON? LOL IDK, FEELIN’ THE STACHE REAL HARD RN HAHAHA.

Warnings: hints of smut

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @livandlilah


   (I actually thoroughly enjoy the pornstache)

  You sigh softly as you listen to the roar of the crowd, just outside the blue curtains. This wasn’t the first time you’d ever been on a talkshow but no matter how many times you were on TV you’d never get used to it. You were much more comfortable behind some glass walls, singing your little heart out, not out in the open for everyone to judge you. 

   “And please welcome our special guest (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!” The curtains open and you plaster on a smile as you walk out, hoping no one could tell just how scared you were. 

   Jimmy Fallon, the host of the show you were on tonight greeted you with a wide smile and open arms. You gladly meandered into his arms, hugging him lightly as he beamed from ear to ear. 

   “It’s so glad to finally have you back on the show! It’s been what- 2, 3 years?” 

   “I think it’s been three,” You chuckle lightly, grimacing just a bit at your voice. “I’m so lazy, like it takes so much effort to put out music. You have to get out of bed, go to the studios at ungodly hours of the morning, sing for hours on end, and then repeat the whole process again,” You sigh softly, smiling just a bit. “But luckily I can look like shit and no one’s gonna notice right?” Everyone laughs at this, only partly boosting your confidence. 

   “Oh come on,” Jimmy gently smacks your shoulder. “I bet you look great,” 

   “Oh no,” You chuckle. “I look so bad in the mornings, like I’m surprised I don’t scare the shit out of my-” You pause, smiling as you think of your man back home; Sebastian. God, you loved that man more than anything. 

   “Out of your fiancee?” You nod and smile, unable to stop a blush from spreading over your cheeks. 

   “Yeah, I’m surprised he doesn’t leave me or something,” 

   “Um uh-” Jimmy chuckles, unable to even get through his sentence without giggling. “Speaking of your fiancee, aka Sebastian Stan.” At this everyone cheers, hollering and screaming at the mention of the love of your life. What made it even worse was that you knew he was watching from home, no doubt smiling as he recognized that tell tale blush of yours. “Can we just talk about his new facial hair?” At this Jimmy pulls out a picture of Seb with the mustache he’d recently been growing, a god awful pedostache. You laugh hysterically, snorting a bit as you look at the photo. 

   “Oh my god,” You laugh as you reach out and take the photo, looking at it more closely. “He looks like a poor kicked puppy,” You laugh some more, tears nearly falling from your eyes as you look at the picture. 

   “Do you kiss him with that thing?” You nod your head, still cackling at the photo. 

   “Oh it’s so great,” You giggle lightly as you pass the photo back to Jimmy. “But yes- yes I do kiss him with that thing,” 

   “Oh (Y/N),” Jimmy cringes, laughing just a bit. “It’s so bad though-” 

   “I think it’s adorable! Just look at this face!” You gesture to Seb’s face in the photo, still smiling widely. 

   “Everyone thinks it’s so awful though,” 

   “Well I think it’s absolutely adorable,” 

  “You really do?”

  “I really do,” You smile and nod affirmatively, looking at the photo again. 

  “So enough about Seb’s god awful facial hair-” Jimmy directs your attention away from the photograph and instead to an album, more specifically your album. 

   “So this is your fourth or fifth album?” Jimmy asks, giving you a slight smile. And with that conversation you delve into your interview about your most recent album. 


    You try to close your apartment door behind you quietly, hoping that you wouldn’t make enough noise to wake up Seb. It was 3 in the morning after all and after the show Jimmy had wanted you to stay and talk with him, the roots, and all the other guest stars on the show tonight. But as you open the door gently you began to realize that perhaps you may not need to be quiet after all because sitting right there on your couch is Seb, the remote to the TV clutched in his hand. 

   “Seb, What are you doing up?” You ask as you slide your shoes off, reveling in finally being free from the objective material. 

   “I was watching your show,” He mumbles sleepily as he rubs at his eyes in the cutest fashion. “I wanted to stay up and wait for you,” You smile softly as you make your way to the couch, taking a seat beside the exhausted looking Seb. 

   “You should’ve been in bed hours ago,” 

   “ ‘M fine,” Seb mumbles as he nuzzles into your neck, his mustache tickling your skin just lightly enough to border on tickling and pleasure. 

   “You’ve been up filming for hours straight, you should be resting,” 

   “I’m really fine (Y/N),” Seb smiles against your neck, his lips curling upwards wonderfully. “I don’t think I could’ve gone to sleep anyways,” 

   “How come?” You ask as you reach up to run your fingers through Seb’s wonderful hair. 

   “Well I’ve been meaning to ask you something since your show,” 

   “Yeah?” 

   “You really like the mustache?” Seb’s tone held just a bit of insecurity, one that you had to put a stop to immediately. 

   “Yes.” You reply quickly, almost too quickly. “I really like it, you can really rock the look,” 

   “I think you’re the only one who thinks that-” 

   “But that’s all that matters right? Who cares what your fans think, or some stupid magazine? So long as your soon to be spouse enjoys it then that’s all that matters,” Seb smiles gently as he kisses your neck softly, allowing his skin to brush against yours deliciously. 

   “That’s all that matters to me,” You sigh as his lips brush against your sweet spot with every word, each little brush of his lips sending fire to your core. 

   “You know what?” You smirk as you continue to run your fingers through Seb’s messy hair. “I think I’d like that mustache even more if you put it to good use,” Seb pulls away just a bit, looking at you with a curious look. “I bet your lips would feel incredible between my legs right now,” Is all you provide as you spread your legs apart, enticing your fiancee just a bit. 

   “Oh doll,” Seb sighs a bit as he leans down, his lips brushing by the waist band of your dress pants. “I’m gonna make you feel real good,” 

Imagine Chris and the Avengers cast talking about you on Jimmy Kimmel.

You settled in your hotel room bed and turned on the television just in time to catch your husband, Chris Evans, and fellow cast members; Chris Hemsworth, Robert Downey Jr., Scarlett Johansson, Mark Ruffalo and Jeremy Renner live on Jimmy Kimmel. You were meant to be at the interview with them but your commitment with your new movie sent you to London instead, and so there you were watching them answer the questions you were suppose to as well about the movie you all had acted in six months ago.

The interview started and the cast took their seats. You smiled at how handsome Chris looked in the outfit you had told him to take with him; everyone else looked great too. Seeing them made you miss their company and you wished you had been able to join them on the couch.

“It is so great to have you guys here tonight,” Jimmy addressed them with a wide grin. “The movie isn’t even out yet and everyone’s already excited to see part two.” The audience cheered their agreements. “Thank you all for coming out. I know all of you are very busy which is why we’re missing a few cast members tonight.”

The cast nodded in acknowledgement of your absence as well as a few others.

“Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan, as well as your wife, Y/N,” Jimmy said to Chris and Chris nodded again, this time with a cute pout. “I heard she’s currently in London filming her next movie.”

“Yeah,” Chris chuckled. “She actually left for London like- a week after we wrapped up Infinity War. I headed home to relax and she went on to her next job, it definitely says a lot about our level of demand in the industry.” He joked and you chuckled softly. “No, I’m extremely proud of her. She’s up for an Oscar, did you guys know that?”

“How can we not? You talk about it all day every day,” Robert rolled his eyes as he pretended to be annoyed with Chris. “Even Y/N doesn’t talk about it as much as you do.” The room laughed. “No, seriously though- he talks about it all the time. Doesn’t he, guys?” He asked the cast for confirmation.

“All the time,” Scarlett and Jeremy nodded.

“Even Y/N tells him to shut up about it,” Mark chuckled.

“You’d think he was the one getting nominated,” Chris H added.

“He’s a proud husband,” Jimmy defended Chris.

“Yeah,” Chris laughed, “just leave me be.”

“He’s a lovesick puppy, that’s what he is.” Robert teased, glancing back at Chris. “Ever since the second he laid eyes on Y/N, he’s been head over heels for her.” The cast nodded and Chris blushed deeply, dropping his head. “You should have seen him the first time she walked on to the set, his eyes popped out of his skull and he became a huge blubbering mess.”

You giggled to yourself, remembering the day Robert was talking about. You’d been friends with Robert for quite a while now, having met on the set of ‘Sherlock Holmes’ in 2009. He was the one who took you around on your first day at the Marvel Studios and introduced you to everyone, including your husband. Chris was a huge mess the first time he met you, mainly because he was already a fan of your work and you were drop dead gorgeous in a black lace dress; he was a bit of a sucker when it came to lace.

“Yeah, okay,” Chris chuckled, “I’ll admit I was a bit of a mess when I met Y/N.”

“A bit?” Chris H scoffed then chuckled. “We were all embarrassed for you, dude. You’re lucky she’s ridiculously nice and ignored your rambling otherwise you wouldn’t be here with that ring on your finger. You lucked out with her, my man.”

“Oh trust me, I know.” Chris chuckled. “She reminds me everyday.”

He was joking- while you did remind him occasionally, mostly as a joke, sometimes when you were fighting- he didn’t need a reminder when it came to you. He knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you even before the first date.

The two of you clicked pretty much immediately and every day on set became like a scene out of a romantic comedy. It got to a point where Joss had to keep you two apart because you and Chris couldn’t be in the same room without flirting and/or ending up in a fit of giggles.

Your relationship with him progressed with MCU film franchise. You met and started dating on the set of ‘The Avengers’, by 'Captain America: The Winter Soldier’, you’d moved in with him, he’d proposed during 'The Avengers: Age of Ultron’, and by the time 'Captain America: Civil War’ came around you’d been happily married for almost a year. The end of 'Infinity War: Part 1’ called for your first pregnancy- which the two of you were planning on keeping a secret until the three month mark. And by the end of 'Infinity War: Part 2’, your little miracle would have been born and introduced to the world.

“I know we’re here to talk about the movie but can we just discuss your personal life for a moment?” Jimmy asked Chris. “You and Y/N have been married for a while now, do you think we’re going to see little Captain Americas and little Agent 25s running around anytime soon?”

You pressed your lips together when you saw Chris’ reaction. He looked like he was definitely dying to tell someone but the two of you made a promise and neither of your families knew yet so he kept his mouth shut and let Jeremy made the first comment.

“He’s enough of a child for the both of them,” Jeremy joked. “You should see them out and about, they paint the town red till the break of dawn. It’s no wonder they work together 'cause I don’t think anyone else can keep up with them.”

You laughed, suddenly glad you weren’t there to be teased.

“You two like to party?” Jimmy asked, chuckling.

“Why do you think they don’t have kids yet?” Mark chuckled.

“So they’re the ones you guys call to have fun, Chris and Y/N?”

“Definitely.” Robert nodded. “Those two are absolutely hectic.”

“Mm hm,” the entire cast nodded with all their thumbs pointed at Chris.

“Nooooo, we’re not going to do that!” Chris held his hands up in surrender. “We’re on TV, guys! Our parents are watching this. C'mon, if Y/N sees this she’s going to lose her mind. We promised her no embarrassing stories, so c'mon!”

“If she doesn’t want any embarrassing stories about her then she should settle down,” Robert said. “Hear that, kid?” He addressed you through the camera. “Become a mom and everything embarrassing you’ve ever done is wiped clean off the slate.”

You chuckled and picked up your phone, texting Chris the following words.

Just break the news, babe. We’ll call our families after the interview. I know we said we’d wait but it’s happening so we might as well tell people. I know you’ve been dying to tell them anyway so go ahead, you’ve got my full support. ❤️️

After sending the text, you turned your attention back onto the TV screen. Chris flinched and you knew it was from the buzzing in his pocket. He subtly pulled his attention away from Jimmy and the rest and took his phone out of his pocket to read the text. You saw his smile and you couldn’t help but smile back. He looked up at the screen and winked, knowing you were watching.

“Hey guys, um-” Chris cleared his throat and drew the attention onto himself. “I’ve got something to announce. Y/N and I have been keeping this a secret for a while now and um- she actually just decided it was time we break the news. She just texted me telling me to announce it right here on Jimmy Kimmel.”

“No my God,” Scarlett gasped and turned to Chris a knowing smile. “Is she-”

The rest of the cast turned to Chris with widened eyes and excited smiles, waiting for confirmation.

“Yup,” Chris nodded, smiling. “We’re expecting our first child.” He said and the whole room gasped.

“Wow!” Jimmy clapped. “That is- congratulations, you guys. Y/N,” he looked into the camera. “We wish you could be here with us. Congratulations, you two are going to make wonderful parents.” He said and you smiled.

“No way!” Robert’s jaw dropped, his excited grin visible as he turned from Chris to the camera. “I knew it,” he pointed to the camera and you chuckled. “I’m so proud of you, kid. I can’t wait to meet your little one.”

“Congratulations, man!” Jeremy slapped Chris on the back excitedly.

“Yeah, welcome to the dad clan. You’re one of us now,” Chris H shook his hand, grinning.

“I’m so happy for you guys,” Mark told him, smiling. “You’re both going to make amazing parents.”

“Thanks guys,” Chris grinned. “I’m very excited as well.” He turned his attention back onto the camera, speaking directly to you. “I couldn’t have asked for a better person to experience parenthood with and- I’m ready as long as I’ve got you by my side, sweetheart. I love you and I can’t wait to see you.”

You smiled, feeling your eyes water as you picked up your phone and texted him your response.

I love you and I can’t wait to see you too.

Overtime

Originally posted by souls-squad

Request (summarized for length): A deanxreader Au where she is dating a friend of Dean’s. The friend asks Dean to hang out with reader during an event. Dean keeps doing so but starts falling for reader and suspects something is going on…

Pairing: AU!Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,500ish

Warnings: language

A/N: Not the best thing ever done but it’s halfway decent….

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Mon El's Feelings for Kara

I think Mon-El became aware of his romantic feelings when he and Kara were imprisoned at Cadmus together and she risked her life to save his. Maybe he found her attractive before, but at this point he got to experience her heroism and courage personally and right after that, asked Winn and Jimmy about if she was mated to anyone and about how mating customs worked on Earth.

To me, I think this indicates that his feelings are serious and his intentions are long term. While he may not know about all of Earth’s dating customs, he is usually pretty confident with girls. I don’t think he wants to just date or sleep with Kara; I think he thinks she is THE ONE. He wants to marry/mate with her for life. But he doesn’t think she feels the same way so he keeps it himself. And as he says later, he’s never felt this way about anyone else before and I don’t think he quite knows what to do. He’s terrified so he hides how he feels. I think he also thinks she has already made up her mind about him so he respects her enough not to put his feelings on her without some indication that she might feel the same.

At Thanksgiving, she becomes aware that he might be feeling something when Eliza tells her that he was being extra nice because he liked her. He made a super sweet toast to Kara, but still didn’t push his romantic feelings on her. I think this is when she started to reciprocate with her own feelings of attraction a little too but she wasn’t open to having a relationship yet so she wouldn’t have been open to receiving his affection anyway. (Side Note: I think Mon-El can read Kara way better than anyone gives him credit for but that’s a post for another day.)

Later when he was sick and they were playing Monopoly Kara asked him if he LIKED her and while he wouldn’t straight up lie, he dodged the question three times and three different ways to give the impression that he wasn’t interested. Why? He didn’t think she felt the same way and didn’t want to put himself out there or add pressure or weirdness to the situation.

It wasn’t until he was delirious with fever and thought he was going to die that he found the courage to kiss her… and he was super slow and obvious about it to make sure she was open to it. She knew what he was doing and could have dodged it if she wanted to and she didn’t. She kissed him back instead. But, when he was better again and she wanted to talk about it, he denied remembering it at all so that he didn’t have to own up to his feelings. You know he remembered because when she asked if they were going to talk about what happened between them he said, “Why, what did I do?” and when Kara didn’t tell him, they both pretended like it hadn’t happened because it was easier than facing that something was starting to develop between them.

When they start working together his little weakness started to show because he would make stupid decisions in the field in order to protect Kara instead of letting her hold her own ground - which resulted in her calling him out about kissing her when he was sick and asking him again if he liked her.

This is what finally gets him to confess. He is clearly so nervous about it and comes to her apartment tell her how he feels - because she asked that he tell her- and then he asks her if they can move forward as partners since he believes she doesn’t feel the same way. He high fives her and leaves her apartment with no expectations that she reciprocate his feelings or enter into a relationship with her after putting himself out there in an extremely vulnerable (and romantic) way. He just asks that they ignore it and move forward since he had been honest as she had asked.

And oh, the next part is so brutal. When she tells him in the bar that even if she had time to date she wouldn’t date him because of “the way that he is.” You can just hear his heart getting crushed all over the floor.. and then he just says “I’m going to go over there” in a complete panic flight move like he cannot handle being in the conversation any more because it is too painful. This is what he had been afraid of- what he had already felt deep down- that he wasn’t good enough for her and that she still couldn’t see past her first impression of him enough to give him a chance. This is part of why he didn’t tell her before- and when he confessed as she had asked, this is what he got in return. Ouch.

Kara didn’t mean to hurt him and she knew that her words came out wrong but it wasn’t until her conversation with Alex that she realized she did actually like him and wanted to give him a chance.

And by then he had moved onto Self Preservation Attempt #362 by asking Eve out - moving on with the girl who had been totally into him when he first arrived… and he can’t even make it work with her because he can’t shut up about Kara long enough for one lousy lunch date.

But in Self Preservation Attempt #363 he leads Kara to believe that he and Eve are still dating so that he doesn’t have to look like the pathetic rejected loser that he feels like inside. And this gives him the confidence to try to continue the friendship with Kara- to show up while she’s training with his confident exterior and basically call her out on avoiding him and say that he misses training with her. And when she first says she was mad because she thought he was dating Eve (revealing that she knew he really wasn’t) he completely lost his armor and got so vulnerable again and couldn’t look at her for a minute and it took him a good long while to get around to asking about why in the world she would be mad because he was too focused on the fact that she knew he couldn’t date anyone else because he was too hung up on her.

His face when Kara tells him that she doesn’t want to “woulda, coulda, shoulda” anymore is so priceless. He gets this little glimmer of hope and then as she keeps talking the glimmer gets bigger and bigger and then when she hits him with her comet eyes and says “Maybe I can have it all,” he is literally stunned speechless. And there is this moment where she finally FINALLY returns his feelings and wants to try a relationship with him, and she leans in to kiss him, and… Mr. Mxyzptlk shows up.

Mon-El acted pretty jealous and insecure with Mxy. Out of context of the rest of this romantic journey it seems completely over the top how he saw Mxy as a serious romantic threat while Kara and the audience just saw him as more of nuisance to get rid of. He also seemed threatened by how Mxy could give Kara anything she wanted at the snap of his fingers, which also seems a little over the top until you consider that he probably used to be that guy back on Daxam. Remember he told Kara he had taken a girl to the crystal planet once… he had the ability to give a girl anything or take her anywhere and impress her, and it always worked. And now he just has… himself. And he’s on pretty shaky ground regarding how Kara feels about him since she’s only barely told him she’s interested. And Mxy wants everything HE wants with Kara and puts her in a wedding dress and proposes with a big diamond on bended knee. Kara isn’t really impressed by those big displays and wants to get back to Mon-El instead but he can’t quite believe that yet and so he gets insanely jealous and tries to get rid of Mxy as fast as he can by challenging Mxy to a battle to the death for Kara’s hand - again a completely old fashioned approach that probably reflects how such things were handled on Daxam. Not only does he lose, but Kara is angry with him for getting involved and tells him AGAIN that it’s not going to work out between them. And he is crushed yet again but apologizes and respects her wishes and leaves so that she can go marry Mxy.

Post-Mxy, he comes back to her apartment only to apologize and tell her she’s awesome, but with no expectation of anything romantic happening between them. He says he’s sorry, that he was out of line and tries to leave. Kara stops him by moving RIGHT in front of him and flashes him the comet eyes again, and you can just see him trying to figure it out WHAT is going on because her body language is saying “take me now” but didn’t she just break up with him? So he takes a big breath and tries to tell her how he is listening to her and respects that she doesn’t think they belong together… until she says that she tricked him too and she really does want him after all. This poor guy. Seriously. And he keeps clarifying and clarifying until he is absolutely certain of what she wants. And only then does he kiss her and she kisses him back with equal passion and urgency, and they both finally just let go of their fears and tumble down this rabbit hole together.

Imagine your son watching his daddy, Chris, on TV.

A/N: Helloooooooo, I’m back with the mini series! The last mini left us with Chris and the reader having an adorable little boy; Jackson River Evans. This continues on from there, just a bunch of fics that show their daily adventures that come with parenthood. Hope you enjoy it. X (Here is the mini-series ‘Masterlist’, I’ll link it as soon as I get home.)

It was 11:25PM in the Evans household, after a long day of running errands with your very talkative and excitable son, one would think that you and Chris would be fast asleep. But instead, the two of you were sat on the floor of your living room surrounded by wrapping paper, ribbons, and a buttload of different toys, books, and clothes for your son’s second birthday tomorrow.

You’d planned to start wrapping around 8:30PM- Jack’s bedtime- but as always, neither of you could leave his side until he fell asleep which was three and a half stories later at 9:48PM. What made things worst was that he knew it was his birthday tomorrow and that his parents were staying up to wrap his presents and prepare for his party; the questions he tackled both of you with made for good laughs and weary head shakes.

“Do you want some coffee?” Chris chuckled when another yawn escaped you; you shook your head. “What about Gummi Bears?” You shook your head again. “What about both?” He suggested, smiling when you bit back your smile.

“No, I’m good.” You told him as you returned your attention to the half wrapped ‘Dancing Elmo’ in front of you. “I can’t have caffeine or sugar now, if I do then- I’m going to be up all night.” Chris raised an eyebrow, his facials saying “isn’t that what we want?” You chuckled, “are you that tired that you’ve forgotten what happened the last time I tried to stay up with the help of coffee and Gummi Bears?”

His eyes narrowed slightly as he thought back, it didn’t take long for realization to sweep over his face. “Ah, yes.” He chuckled, nodding. “I believe I called it The Rise and Fall of Y/N.” You nodded with pursed lips. “I honestly thought you broke that day, was going to call Kevin and Robert to set me up with another girl.” You rolled your eyes. “Preferably one that doesn’t go on a caffeine and sugar high so she can pull an all nighter on her script, only to talk my ear off with her random epiphanies instead.”

“Jerk,” you tossed a toddler size version of Chris’ favorite pair of shoes at him. It hit him in the chest and landed in his lap, but he was too busy bellowing with laughter to bother retaliating. “Shut up,” you laughed softly, throwing the other shoe at him. “You’re going to wake Jack up.”

“Okay okay,” he softened his laughter, wiping away the tears that had formed in the corner of his eyes. “Hey, these are cute.” He said when he picked the shoes up off his lap. “They look exactly like mine, how did you-” He looked up at you and you smirked, shrugging. “You’re going to make him so happy.”

“I know,” you smiled. “He keeps asking me to put your shoes aside for him so he can wear them when he’s older, he gets so mad when he sees you wearing them because he thinks they’re his now. He keeps telling me that you’re wearing them out.”

“Trust me, I know,” he chuckled. “He gets so passive-aggressive every time I have those shoes on. Like the other day, he told me my feet are too big for those beautiful shoes.” You both laughed at that. “And just today, I found him hiding them under his bed. Honestly,” he shook his head, smiling, “that boy is an odd one.”

“Children are a reflection of their parents,” you teased.

“Yeah, I know,” he nodded then smirked as he said, “have you met his mom?”

“I’m running out of soft things to throw at you,” you threw a Mickey Mouse plush ball at him. “Can we get back to it now?” You asked, beckoning at the pile of unwrapped gifts; you were starting to regret offering your wrapping services to your family and friends who were out of town and couldn’t make it. “We’re going to need at least some sleep if we want to get through a two year old’s birthday party tomorrow.”

“Yeah, okay.”

The both of you returned to wrapping and a comfortable silence filled the air. It wasn’t until you got through your fifth gift, and Chris his fourth that you both realized there were sounds coming from upstairs. You glanced behind you then turned back to Chris whose narrowed eyes were looking at the archway leading to the hallway where the stairs were.

“Did you leave the TV on upstairs?”

“No,” you shook your head. “I haven’t been upstairs since-”

“Jack,” you both concluded in unison, heaving a heavy sigh.

Chris made his way upstairs with you right on his heel. The closer you got to your bedroom, the louder the TV got. Chris looked over his shoulder at you, mouthing “is that?” You nodded, chuckling when you realized Jack was watching one of his father’s old interviews with Jimmy Fallon. You both poked your head into the room and saw Jack snugged in the middle of your bed with Dodger under his tiny arm. He was always so mesmerized by his dad, or you, being on TV that he’d fail to notice all else, like the two of you in the doorway.

“Bud,” Chris called and Jack flinched, “what are you doing out of bed?”

“I’m not out of bed,” he gestured to the fact that he was in your bed, grinning cheekily.

“Let’s rephrase,” you stepped in, chuckling, “what are you doing out of your bed?”

“Well, I…” he trailed off, turning his attention back to the TV because he didn’t want to miss a second of his dad.

You and Chris shared a weary look then shrugged and joined Jack in your king sized bed, each on either side of him. Dodger shuffled, moving to rest his head on your lap. You smiled and stroked his side, leaning down to whisper into his floppy ear “thanks for looking after of our little handful, sweetheart.”

“Shhh,” Jack pressed his tiny finger to his lips.

“Oh, please.” You chuckled. “Like my whispering-”

“Seriously, shh,” Chris shushed you too, pointing to the TV. “You’ll want to listen to this part, it’s super sweet.” A smug smirk formed on his lips because you’d already seen it before and you already knew it was super sweet. “It’s about his wife and kid.”

“And I’m the kid!” Jack gasped excitedly and climbed out of the covers so he could crawl closer to the TV. You were about to reach and catch him when Chris got to him first; the last thing you needed was your son ruining his eyes like you did as a child.

“You’re not going any closer to the TV, bud.” Chris murmured into his soft locks. “The last thing we need is you wearing glasses too.” Jack still tried to wiggle out of his dad’s strong grip and Chris frowned. “Jack, stop,” he spoke in a firmer tone and Jack immediately stilled. “Either sit here with me or go to bed.”

“I’ll sit here with you,” Jack nodded, leaning back against his dad’s chest.

“Not bad,” you mouthed, smiling at Chris who was tipping his imaginary hat; he was getting a lot better at controlling Jack. Usually Jack would just ignore Chris and continue his defiance until you stepped in and dropped the hammer, but not so much anymore. You turned your attention back to the TV when you heard your name.

“I believe congratulations are in order, you and Y/N are now parents to an adorable boy.” Jimmy said and the audience cheered; Chris smiled as a photo of you carrying Jack, who was only eight months then, popped up on the screen behind him.

“That’s me,” Jack giggled excitedly; both you and Chris chuckled.

“Jack, right?” Jimmy asked and Chris nodded. “He is a beautiful baby.”

“Thank you,” Chris smiled. “Yeah, he is a real looker. His smile just lights up the room and his eyes are bluer than mine,” he chuckled softly. “But I mean-” he glanced back at the photo, his smile growing even wider. “I didn’t really expect anything less. Look at his mom, she’s beautiful and perfect and- he’s just a splitting image of her.”

The interview touched your heart like it did the first time, you smiled and reached over Jack to press your hand against your husband’s face. He smiled and turned his head, kissing the palm of your hand. You pulled your hand away and returned your attention to the TV.

“It must be very hard for you to be away from home at the moment,” Jimmy said and Chris nodded, pouting adorably. “And how is Y/N handling Jack on her own? She’s always said that between the two of you, you’re better with kids.”

“That’s-” Chris chuckled. “No, Y/N is fantastic with children. She just says she’s not because she’s overly modest and she likes her 'I-don’t-want-kids’ reputation, but honestly- if you see her with kids, you can tell that she is nothing like she portrays herself to be. She is just the sweetest, kindest, most gentle person when she’s around kids. Well,” he chuckled, “the good ones anyway.”

“And Jack’s one of the good ones, right?”

“Definitely,” Chris nodded, smiling. “I was FaceTiming with Y/N yesterday and she’s been telling me all about how he just sleeps through the night and eats whatever she gives him. He’s a very easy baby, like she hasn’t even had to call our moms for backup yet.”

“I’m sure you must be very excited to get back home to them,” Jimmy put another photo up on the screen behind Chris; it was one of the three of you and Dodger that Chris tweeted out for Mother’s Day. The whole audience awwwed at the photo, making Chris smile. “I mean- that is a sweet family waiting for you.”

“Yeah, and I’m counting down the days till I see them,” Chris admitted with a soft chuckle. “Only a couple months of press left and then I’m back in Boston for a long break until the next part premieres. But by then, Jack should be old enough to fly so they can come out and visit me while I’m doing press around the world.”

Jimmy smiled, “once again, congratulations. If you’re watching this, Y/N, Jack is beautiful and I am so happy for you guys. The first part of Avengers Infinity War is out in cinemas now, be sure to watch it. Chris Evans, everyone!”

You expected Jack to clap and when he didn’t, you looked over to find him fast asleep in his dad’s arms. “I guess he woke up and just wanted us to keep him company until he fell asleep again,” Chris whispered and you smiled. “I’m going to go put him to bed.” You nodded and yawned as he rose to his feet with Jack in his arms. “And you should go to sleep too, I’ll finish up downstairs.”

“We’re a team,” you told him and rose to your feet, following him with a hand on his lower back. “I don’t sleep until you sleep.” Chris smiled and wrapped one arm around you, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head as the two of you made your way to Jack’s room.

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12x10 Coda...

Castiel sat in the kitchen at the Bunker and stared at the wall.   

It was the middle of the night. 

He could hear spiders at the threshold, the low tone of the Bunker’s demon warding, the cycling of the refrigerator as it cooled beer (and, for some reason, a tonne of pickle jars Sam had recently purchased). He could sense the cold rain of a storm yet four miles off, and the flutter of Dean’s pulse at his throat as he lay sleeping. 

Cas tried, as so often, to turn his thoughts away from contemplation of that particular somnolent soul, breathing in its case of bone. He did not want to be intrusive.   

He tuned in and out of the chatter on angel radio. News of Ishim’s crime was causing shock-waves in Heaven. Here and there, he heard his own name uttered in the same breath, and he flushed across all four of his seraphic faces.

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As Long As I’m With You

Pairing: Jimmy x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 2268

Author’s Note: So, I wanted to do a Jimmy fic because I honestly don’t think there is one and little Jimmy is adorable I just had too! I want to thank @dylan-ohbrien for providing this idea, big thanks! I also want to thank @mf-despair-queen for editing and proofreading this for me! I hope you lovelies enjoy!


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Miscellaneous Clark Kent headcanons as relate to my little fic universe, that may or may not ever come up because who knows:

  • Little Clark was really susceptible to childhood superstitions for some reason. He didn’t go under ladders, he did the salt over the shoulder thing, he did not fuck with that Bloody Mary shit like NOPE I’M OUT THIS SLUMBER PARTY IS CANCELED, LANA GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND TAKE YOUR MURDER GHOSTS WITH YOU. He believes that he is over this as an adult but whenever his foot is about to fall on a crack in the sidewalk it actually stops like a half inch above the ground and hovers there. He does not notice he is doing this. No one notices, ever, because it is the weirdest subtle unconscious thing in the world. At least Martha’s back is safe?
  • I covered the picky eater thing in Christmas in Kansas but to be more specific his tastebuds are just really sensitive to certain chemical compounds? Not just in terms of things he won’t eat but also in terms of things that he expects to be there and he doesn’t really like foods that lack those things. Your two options to make him eat anything are to cover it in sugar, or cover it in garlic.
  • He goes through a lot of breathmints. Can you imagine if Superman saved someone and they were like “man i appreciate being alive but he had some really bad garlic breath”? He would be so horrified.
  • He has a ratty, fucked-up old shirt that he wears whenever he is making pasta with red sauce. Even Superman cannot stand against the ability of red sauce to end up on whatever you happen to be wearing. HE WAS SO CAREFUL THIS TIME, HOW DID A STAIN END UP ON HIS BACK THAT JUST MAKES NO SENSE. Clark Kent’s weaknesses: kryptonite, tomato stains.
  • His ability to perfectly imitate anyone’s voice was one of the first things to manifest themselves, but this wasn’t the kind of thing anyone noticed was weird. It definitely didn’t seem like a power. He was just a small child who could do a really good Kermit the Frog. He sang Rainbow Connection at a middle school talent show and all the moms cried.
  • He definitely has a playlist to cheer himself up and get pumped and it has Eye of the Tiger and You’re the Best on it. Probably also half the Top Gun soundtrack.
  • Clark Kent’s twitter is pretty standard snarky newsman except with more farming memes. No one can tell how ironic the farming memes are. They might not be ironic at all. Clark Kent might be really sincere, or he might just be so ironic that he has circled back around into sincerity. No one knows. He’s also really good at that thing where you retweet two things from a person that side-by-side reveal they are a dingus. I don’t know if there’s a word for that.
  • His Snapchat is all dogspotting, with occasional rare dance breaks. He’s a pretty good dancer since he found those YouTube tutorials. He does this thing with his hips that Lois finds deeply upsetting for reasons she cannot articulate.
  • Jimmy asked Clark how he got so fit once and Clark was like “uh, farming. farm. eyup.” But he kept pressing for deets and Clark ended up just telling him that he’d pulled a Milo of Croton??? He lifted a newborn calf over his head and then just did that every single day until he was lifting a cow over his head. Jimmy knows nothing about farming or cows or physical fitness and this seemed plausible enough to him.
  • He has a blog where he posts rejected articles and it is the wonkiest thing in the entire world because that is why they got rejected. Perry takes one look at these articles and is like “it will take more words than I want to pay you for just to explain the setup for this article and also there are five people total who care, in the world, including you”
  • He has to be really careful when he buys clothes because he needs to make sure that they aren’t too tight and he has full range of motion. He does not want to relive The Skinny Jeans Incident. Shirts that say ‘I flexed and the sleeves fell off’ are only funny until it happens to you, then they are just horrible reminders. Popped seams everywhere. There is no way to explain that without looking like a huge tool.
  • Even when Superman has a really shitty day he keeps it together until he gets home, but then he shuts the balcony door and peels off his costume and Clark does the Tina Belcher groan for like ten minutes while he takes a shower because he got covered in sewer mutant or space crab or god knows and UUUUUUUUUUGH. Fortunately the nice older lady in the apartment next door always seems to know when he has had a shitty day and she brings him pie.
  • She can hear his melodramatic bullshit from over at her place, that’s how she knows. They share a bathroom wall and it practically echoes. If she times it right he will answer the door before he has put a shirt on because he doesn’t want to leave her waiting in the hall. She does not know what his day job is and it definitely does not occur to her that he is Superman because her primary interaction with him is that he acts like a whiny bitch and she brings him pie so she can ogle him. She is a simple woman who enjoys life’s simple pleasures.
  • The Kryptonian language is really complicated in terms of tonality, context, word order, musicality, etc, and the written language reflects that. Things like the order things are in, how things overlap, colors, etc, are all important. So basically I really like the idea of his symbol being one that represents his family name and says that he is of the House of El. It’s really just basically his last name.
  • If Starfleet gets to have replicators then Krypton gets to have replicators and Jor-El definitely stuck one in the ship so his son would have, you know, food and clothing. But only Kryptonians can use their tech because they’re who the neural interface is designed for so whoops they got real lucky that Kryptonian babies love milk from Earth goats. Clark only started using the replicator later but it only knows how to make Kryptonian things and only some of those are useful to him.
  • Okay so here is where I tie those last two bullet points into something fucking dumb that you will take out of my cold dead hands: Clark got the costume out of the replicator. It didn’t necessarily understand what he wanted though? Like, the concept of a costume didn’t really translate, but it got the idea that he wanted an active uniform, so that is what it made. It’s brightly colored and has his last name on the front. Clark is wearing a Kryptonian football jersey is what I’m getting at. Later Kara will be VERY confused by this. Imagine ending up on an alien planet and meeting your cousin and he’s been fighting crime dressed like a quarterback.
  • Most telepathy does not work because different neural patterns. Diana can only manage it if she uses her lariat and even then it’s like trying to lasso a freight train that does not stop. It’s extremely disorienting. J'onn has just accepted that Superman can hear him but he’s not going to get anything back. It’s like the psychic equivalent of a dial tone for him. He’s trying to call his bro but their family has dialup. He tries not to fuck with it because he doesn’t want to poke around in Superman’s head blind and break something.
  • Clark can’t type with super speed because he’ll break the keyboard and the computer can’t keep up. Instead he uses shorthand along with a custom set of AutoHotKey macros and it is honestly infuriating how fast he can get things written with this setup. But also if he doesn’t have AutoHotKey on whatever he’s typing with then sometimes Lois will get an email like: ll] dyk f pw mde a dec wrt t $l stry? ]ck
  • A woman was told by her therapist to try talking to at least one person once a week but she decided to cheat by just talking to her empty apartment under the guise of telling Superman about her day because lol he can hear everything allegedly so this definitely counts and is what the doctor was going for with this. When she has to go to the hospital for a medical emergency she comes home and there is a note on her counter wherein Superman explains that he was worried because he hadn’t heard from her in a while, so he swung by to check on her. When he found out what happened he watered her plants and fed her goldfish and also that cat that he thought might be hers (she does not have a cat). She is completely mortified because she was just being full of shit she did not actually believe he could hear her oh god what all did she even say and whose cat is this???
  • Look if you are in Metropolis and you loudly say HEY SUPERMAN there is a very good chance he will hear it even if he doesn’t mean to. He is not trying to eavesdrop, that’s just what happens when you yell someone’s name in earshot.
  • He doesn’t wear the costume under his clothes because you may have noticed a running theme here where the universe is conspiring to ruin his clothes and leave him running around shirtless all the time. I mean thank god for the rest of us but he would rather not risk someone spilling their drink all over him somehow and suddenly his shirt is transparent and you can see the big S. It’s bad enough when it happens under ordinary circumstances. How often can one man get drinks spilled all over him? You would be shocked. Shocked. His eyes are up here, Lois.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm new to Led Zeppelin and I have to ask this. Why do jimmy Page and Robert Plant look very like a couple?

Hehe well, we call it Jimbert :D

But well, Led Zeppelin’s music is obviously sex, and with the way how they lean against each other or how Robert moans “oh Jimmy” (check out some live versions of Nobody’s Fault…) or jokes about being married to and sleeping with Jimmy it’s a pretty close call.

In the end we obviously don’t know what exactly happened between them, but fangirls have the tendency to let their imagination run wild ;)

Lost Series - Part Five

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Paring : Jerome x Fem. Reader

Requests are open. xx

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I sat on the hood of this oil truck that we stole. I didn’t know what we were doing, but to be honest I don’t really care. Aaron, Greenwood and Jerome sat inside of the truck and Dobkins stood off to the side doing whatever it is that he does. I leaned against the windshield and lit a joint.

I glanced behind me and saw a school bus about to drive by. I knocked against the window and nodded my head towards the bus. Jerome smirked.

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Chris Evans Imagine

You had been invited to a small party that was thrown by Chris Pratt and his wife Anna. One of the many guests was Chris Evans. After getting to know you, he fell for you and asked Pratt and Jimmy for help to impress you. Pratt starter giving to most weirdest ways to impress you.
“Hey. You wanna do a jump over my shoulders?” Pratt said.
“ what? How is that gonna impress (Y/N)?” Evans said laughing.
“You know. She’ll see you are in a great shape. And also it’ll look so cool”

Don't Touch My Ass

Something from a convo @lavitabella87 & I had. Lol. More Ro fluff cause we all need it! 😄 Enjoy!


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As I descended the steps that led to Roman’s home gym I could hear and his cousin laughing loudly as well as the sounds emanating from the ping ping ball bouncing between them. Usually, I would leave them be only coming down to bring them anything I thought they may need. Today is different. After the whole step stool situation yesterday, I decided to annoy him as much as he annoys me.

“What’s up lil bit?” Jimmy asked hugging me briefly. I simply shrugged going to stand on the side of the table so I could see the game. “Don’t stop on my watch,” I insisted offering them a smile, “ I just came to watch.”


Jimmy snickered tossing the small ball up in his hand. “You came to see ya man get this work?”


“Something like that, I guess.”


Roman’s infamous duck lips made an appearance followed by him vehemently disagreeing. He playfully ordered Jimmy to serve. Slowly, I stepped close to Roman while they were focused on their game. I honestly didn’t care about their game, revenge wad my only thought.


Just as Roman flicked his wrist to swat the ball with the paddle my hand came down hard on his ass. The hit sounded off like a pop rock. Funny enough, he was able to hit the ball back before calling time and turning to glare at me.


“What are you doin’, doll?”


Feigning innocence as he did just twenty four hours ago, I shrugged wordlessly at him. From the corner of my eye I could see Jimmy laughing and shaking his head. He was used to me being weird with Roman after being exposed to us after the past six years.


“Don’t do it again.”


I knew that tone. It was his dad voice but I don’t know who he was talking to. We don’t have any children and we’re not naked so I’m not listening.


They started their game back up talking shit as the game went on. Roman had won the first, Jimmy had begun to dominate the second. Roman’s gonna hate to lose to his cousin which would be an added bonus for me.


Again I waited until he spiked the ball to touch his ass. Instead of a slap, I helped myself to a handful. His love of free balling had come to bite him in the ass. No pun intended.


“That’s game, Uce! When I win the next game you done,” Jimmy boasted holding his arms up. “Thanks for the assist, lil bit.”


“Bullshit! She’s cheatin’!”


I gasped bringing my hand to my chest to clutch my imaginary pearls. “How dare you say such a thing? I was simply showing my appreciation, Roman!”


“Appreciation my ass, doll.” He shot back still glaring at Jimmy and I. “If you make me lose this next game, I’m gonna sit you on top of the fridge and hide ya step stool.”


“So,” I sung out smiling. “What’re you sayin’?”


“Stop touchin’ my ass.” He ordered followed by him sucking his teeth.


“C'mon and take this ‘L’ so I can get home, Uce. I wanna celebrate my win.”


I loved how I didn’t have to plan anything with Jimmy. He played right along with whatever I did just to annoy Roman.


Needless to say, I didn’t listen to Ro. This time though I held off until they were tied at 4-4 before I struck again. The ball was coming towards him, just before he attempted to hit it I gave him a good ole slap grab. My actions made him miss the ball which many he loss the game and series to his cousin.


“Aaah! You got beat in ya own house! On ya own table!”


Roman didn’t bother to respond, he was too busy sulking about his loss and glaring at us. The smile I had on my face was pure and real. The look on his face let me know that I had successfully annoyed him, I wasn’t going to stop there though.


Foolishly, Roman allowed me to walk behind him up the steps as he walked Jimmy to the front door. The whole walk up the stairs I grabbed and pinched his ass despite him stopping to seat my hands away and glare at me.


“Dammit, doll!” Roman yelled after slamming the door behind Jimmy.


“What’s wrong, babe?”


“Don’t give that innocent shit,” He complained walking around me to the living room.


“You’re mad about losing, huh? It’s okay, you’ll get Jimmy next time.”


A low growl escaped his lips sending a chill through me. Oh, he was big mad. Mission accomplished.


“I told you how I feel about you touchin’ my ass. I also told you not to do it.”


I shrugged at him, “It’s not my fault. You’re advertising it, I’m just being a good consumer.” As I cracked a small smile, Roman couldn’t help but smile too. He was still annoyed, he just couldn’t resist smiling and laughing along with me.


“Annoying midget,” He mumbled turning away from me. I stared at his back until I made up my mind to go after him. Just as he passed the threshold to the kitchen I grabbed his ass with both hands. “That’s it!”


Turning on my heels, I tried to run away from him but he caught me mid stride. My feet were lifted off then ground, my body thrown over his shoulder and varied to the kitchen.


“No, no! Put me down, Roman!” I demanded through my giggles.


Roman stayed true to his word and put me on top of the fridge. He grabbed my stool preparing to leave.


“Get me down, Ro! I’m sorry!”


“Are you gonna do it again?” He asked with his brow raised.


“No, not unless you ask me, babe.”


Seemingly satisfied, he helped me down and wrapped me on a quick hug.


“Love you, doll.”


“Love you, too, Ro.”


I stepped away from the embrace and he went to the fridge. Oh what the hell … one time for the road. I slapped his ass as he bent to look into the fridge and took off running towards our steps. When I got to the top of the stairs, he was coming out of the kitchen.


“Don’t touch my ass!” He yelled as he charged up the staircase for me.


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