Top-of-the-Table

Aiming for tops or happy with Table tops.

So I got a dilemma… 

Basically I qualified for Nationals some time ago and its in september.  For the longest periods of times I’ve been a very competitive magic player. I have have a really good winning streak both online and in store. I win a majority of games against the top players in my city and I always end up with the tier 1 deck each rotation. 

So here’s the dilemma… If i don’t go to nationals, I kinda put myself in a spot where I just settle for the table top-gaming my LGS provide…but at the same time I finally gotten financial stability, and this trip could actually mess it up a bit since the entire cost for the trip would be around 300-400 dollars… which includes staying there if i stay at my brothers place and not hotel ( which is like 200 extra)

I am at a crossroad and I don’t know what to do, your opinions? 

When the sorcerer found the dragon, it was attacking a grape.

This was only possible because the dragon was not much larger than a grape itself, but she still had to do a double take to be sure the object it was fighting with such animosity was in fact inanimate.

She crouched so that her eyes were level with the top of the table and squinted at it. The dragon sank its tiny fangs into the grape’s skin and gave a great tug, succeeding only in throwing it and the grape into a backwards tumble. The tiny green reptile rolled to a stop with its whole body wrapped around the grape and shook its head ferociously, managing to pull its teeth out but also launching the grape across the table. It gave a mighty roar of anger (about as loud as a human clearing their throat) and stalked after it, tail swishing dangerously.

“Do you need help?” she offered.

The dragon froze mid-prowl and whipped its head around to look at her, looking so offended she almost apologized for asking.

“I mean, I could peel it for you, if that’s the problem.” She wasn’t sure it was getting the message. One could never tell how much human language these little creatures picked up by hanging around the magic labs. Some understood only such essentials as “scat!” or “oh fuck, that sure did just explode”, while others could hold entire conversations — if they deigned to interact.

This one looked like it was deciding whether she was worthy. Finally, it sniffed daintily and flicked its tail, scales clacking together. “Little monster is my prey, and you can’t have it. Found it first. Will devour it!”

“Oh, sure,” she agreed. “But you know it’s a grape, right?”

This was the wrong thing to say. It glared at her and then bounded away to the other end of the table, where it slithered up to the grape and pounced on it.

Grape and dragon promptly rolled off the edge of the table.

The sorcerer quickly went around to that side, alarmed that it would be stepped on. The labs were bustling with shoppers stopping by to watch demonstrations this time of day, and a small dragon wouldn’t be easily visible on the blue and green tiled floor.

“Horrible! Dirty!” The tiny dragon was screeching at the top of its lungs, holding onto its prey for dear life. It would have been hard to hear anyway, with all the noise of the labs, but with the sorcerer’s diminished hearing it took several seconds to locate the screaming creature.

She scanned the pattern of the tiles for it and sighed. “Oh, hold on, we mopped this morning.” She cupped her hands around it and deposited it into her skirt pocket, an indignity the dragon endured only with more screaming.

“An outrage! Put me down!”

“Shh,” she advised. Lab workers were strongly discouraged from bringing creatures into the back rooms, which was where she was heading, picking her way through the crowded front lab.

“Fuck pockets!” her pocket responded.

“Oh, you can curse. Wonderful.”

The dragon seemed to take this as an actual compliment. “Am multitalented. Can also compose poetry.”

“Really? Can I hear some?”

“No. For dragon ears only.” It sounded viciously pleased to hold this over her head. The bulge in her pocket rearranged itself, and she thought it might be trying to gnaw on the grape.

She felt herself smiling even as she tried to squash her mouth into a straight line. She liked this little bad-tempered thing, even though its spiky feet were digging into her thigh.

In the much quieter kitchen of the back rooms behind the lab, she transferred the wriggling, scaly handful from her pocket to the table. The dragon hissed out a few more insults as it got up and straightened itself out, but its jaw fell open when it finally took in its surroundings. She’d set it down next to the fruit bowl.

“There you go. Food mountain.”

The dragon’s shock didn’t last long. Abandoning the grape, it scraped and scrabbled its way up the side of the bowl and from there onto an apple, its claws leaving tiny puncture marks as it hiked to the top of the arrangement. “Food mountain!” It repeated, its gleeful crowing much clearer and almost sing-song without having to compete with the noise of the crowd.

She watched it turn in a circle, surveying the feast. “But… cannot eat it all,” it observed after a while, crestfallen. “Human-sized. Big shame.”

“Don’t you have nest-mates who can help you with it?” she asked. She had assumed not, from the way it had apparently been foraging for food on its own, but she needed to be sure she’d found a loner.

“No nest. No mates. No nest-mates. You’re rude.” It flopped down ungracefully, wings spread out flat on the apple like it was trying to hug the entire much-larger fruit.

She gave it a moment to be dramatic, and then offered it the grape, minus the peel. “You seem to have a good grasp on human-speak.”

It grabbed the grape without so much as a thank you. “Yes. Have composed poetry in both Dragonese and Humanese. Not for humans to hear, though.” Bragging cheered it up a little.

“You mentioned. I can’t hear very well, anyway.” She pulled up a stool and sat down. “Actually, I’ve been looking for a helper.”

“An assistant,” it said, apparently showing off its Humanese. “An attendant. An aid.”

She watched it bury its snout in the grape, juice dribbling down onto the apple it sat on. “Yes. A hearing aid. How would you feel about having a job?”

It smiled craftily. “Would feel positively, if job comes with chocolate chips.”

“It could,” she said, grinning. She had some friends who employed bird-sized dragons as messengers, but this was the first time she’d heard of one negotiating its salary for itself. “It certainly could. What’s your name?”

“Peep,” said Peep. “It is self-explanatory.”

“Don’t worry, I got it.”

Peep expressed its doubt that humans ever got anything, but she thought the tiny, prickly creature might be warming up to her.

Record Player - Peter Parker

request -  Hello! Congrats on the new bloooog. How about a Peter Parker x reader where the reader tries to teach him how to slow dance before homecoming and they end up kissing?

a/n - i’m an ib history nerd so i apologize for the 13 million references in here LMAO i always try to show peter’s dorky side in these fics and i’m sorry if it failed miserably but dont’ forget to request a peter parker/spider-man fic if you’d like and follow!

Studying for a History quiz was such a bother, especially with the content being about some guys in suits fighting over which country got money and which one was left in the dust. Alas, I had to study in order to keep my self pride.

The New Look Policy was proposed by Dwight Eisenhower to reflect his concern towards the United States military during the Cold War.” I read from my textbook.

I groaned and started scribbling into my notebook once more, silently listening to the noise the city produced from the small crack of the open window. The apartment was quiet tonight considering my mom was on her fourth night shift of the week, allowing some peace for me to study by myself. That was interrupted once two loud knocks were bouncing off the door.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)!” I heard Peter yelp desperately from the outside. I rolled my eyes and got up from my seat, heading towards the door. With Peter being a close friend, and also having him live two floors below me, it caused for a lot of situations like this to turn up unexpectedly.

“Coming!” I chimed, unlocking the door and opening it just a tiny bit, peeking my head through. “What’s up?”

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Alright, so I think I’m happy enough with this to call it done! This is my 2'×2’ model based on Bleak Falls Barrow from Skyrim and the second terrain model I’ve ever made. The body is made out of pink insulation foam and paper mache to give the shape and stability I wanted, and all of the rocks are also carved pink foam. I used painter’s putty/spackling paste to fill in the gaps, and a mixture of putty and PVA glue to seal everything and texture the bricks. I used a sponge to layer on the grey paint for the bricks to give it a very old look, and they gave a dark wash to the recesses. The mountain was painted with blue greys to set it apart from the building and give it a cold look. Afterwords, I added white paint and snow flocking.

I may come back to add some more details to this in the future, the arches in-game have a few details on the sides that I wasn’t able to replicate with foam, one of the biggest being the Eagles on top of the center pillars. But I’m content right now.

All in all, I spent around $25-30 on this build. One 4×8 sheet of foam was enough for the framework and all of the rocks. I used a whole tub of putty on this, which I could have avoided if I was more precise with my rock shapes. Either way, I’m incredibly pleased with the end result, and I hope you all like it.

Any questions about the building are more than welcome, either in the comments on this post or on my blog directly. Also, I’d love to hear your suggestions for other things to make!

Patronus

word count: 1.8 K

tags: patronus, drarry, eighth year

Harry held out his hand, “Start over?” he was smiling hesitantly, his eyes showing his worry. Draco took his hand, it was larger than he thought it would be, dry and calloused like a laborer rather than a wizard. Harry’s grip was firm and his smile grew more certain and hopeful. After the first failed handshake, Draco had never allowed himself to think Harry would ever look at him like that.

Draco remembered the hope, the warm flutter of nerves that would bloom into happiness over time, “Expecto Patronum.” he held his breath as he opened his eyes, half expecting to see flesh-eating slugs spilling from his wand. Instead, he saw a thin silvery mist, stretching and curling around him even as it slowly began to dissipate.

His breath caught in excitement. Perhaps he could. Perhaps he might be worthy after all.

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Different Ways to Say “I love you”

Peter and you had been seeing each other for quite some time – longer than he had imagined you staying with him, anyway. Five months of his life had been dedicated to you, romantically. Peter would never tell you, but he had dedicated his life to you since your first day at Midtown High. You had met Ned in one of your classes and he had convinced you to join the decathlon on your first day. Peter had owed him ever since that day.

It was hard for Peter to ask you out – hell, it had taken him a year to even tell you that you were pretty. So, it didn’t come to a surprise to him when he found himself too terrified to tell you how deeply he felt for you. He loved you – he loved the way you were smarter than him (you knew that, but you never made him feel insignificant), he loved that when you wanted to hold his hand you’d walk next to him and let your hands brush first (you’d start tapping his fingers with yours until eventually your hand engulfed his completely), he loved how when you found out he was Spider-Man you weren’t mad that he kept it from you (“I get why you couldn’t tell me – you have to promise me you’re going to come back… you have to come back to me.” “You’re the only reason I’ll always come back… a-and Aunt May, obviously.”). He loved you – he knew he did. He had tried to tell you so many times. But, what he didn’t know was that he had already told you he loved you – in so many different ways.


“You got me this?” Peter nodded at you. “You were in Berlin – fighting alongside the Avenger’s… and you found time to get me something?” Peter couldn’t fight the blush on his face even if he tried.

“I-It’s not a big deal. I saw it in the window. I don’t know, I just – it reminded me of you.” You smiled, leaning in to peck him.

“I love it.”


“Ugh, Pete,” you whined, your eyes welling up with tears. “It’s broken.” You held up the charm bracelet that Peter had given you for your birthday. “I’m so sorry,” a couple of tears had fallen and Peter was quick to reach up and brush them away.

“Hey, hey,” he cooed, “it’s just a bracelet, it’s okay.” You shook your head.

“I loved this gift – it’s my favorite bracelet.” Peter’s heart beat a little faster.

Come here,” he whispered, “come on. Let me fix it.” And he was relieved to see the smile on your face as you made your way to him.


“I’m glad you came tonight, Peter.” You nudged him as you walked out of Liz’s house together, side-by-side.

“I am, too.” He smiled softly at you, stuffing his hands into his jeans pockets as you both fell into a comfortable silence. It was a cool night in New York and as Peter saw you wrap your arms around yourself he registered you had forgotten to bring a jacket. He automatically pulled his sweater over his head, straightening out his shirt. “Here,” he handed you his sweater. You shook your head.

“Peter, no. It’s fine, I’m fine.” He gave you a pointed look.

Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.” You reluctantly took the jacket and pulled it over yourself, feeling his scent overwhelm you and a smile ghosting on your face.

“Thank you, Peter.” You linked your arms together and pushed yourself up to kiss his cheek. Smiling when he turned red and mumbled a small ‘anytime’.


“I’m sorry that I’m ruining our date night, Peter.” Peter shook his head until he remembered you couldn’t see him over the phone.

“You’re not ruining anything, babe,” he said, packing up his backpack with the necessities May told him he’d need. “You need to focus on that sore throat.” There was silence. “Babe?”

“Huh?” He chuckled, walking out of his front door. “I’m sorry, Petey. I dozed off.”

“It’s fine, I’ll see you later. Okay?” You mumbled an incoherent response before Peter decided to end the call. He found himself outside of your home fifteen minutes later. He knocked and your mom let him in, letting him quietly use your kitchen to warm up the tea he had brought for you. He then quietly walked to your room, opening your door to see you sleeping. He almost didn’t wake you up, but knew your tea would be cold. “(Y/N)? Babe?” You stirred awake, feeling alert and sitting up when you saw Peter on your bed.

“Peter! What are you doing here? You’re going to get sick!” He shushed your hoarse voice, picking up the cup and handing it to you.

“Here,” you grabbed the cup, looking at its contents, “drink this. You’ll feel better.” You looked at his dough eyes and opened your mouth to say something, until deciding to just keep quiet and drink the tea, a soft smile on your face.


“Oh, my god.” Peter turned around from his seat at his desk, seeing your distraught expression as your eyes grazed over the test you both had received from Calculus.

“What’s wrong?” You bit your lip to stop it from quivering.

“I failed,” you whispered. You had studied with Michelle and Betty for two weeks straight. You had thought you were doing so well – even Michelle had thought so. How could you have failed?

“Hey,” you looked up at Peter, “it’s just one test. You’ll get ‘em next time.” You smiled at the use of his words – it was a phrase you’d use on him whenever he didn’t pass a quiz or test he didn’t study for due to his after-school activities.

“I guess,” you sighed, your smile fading. Peter stood up, walking over to his dresser. He opened the top drawer and shuffled through it, picking up a CD case. He sighed, counting to three before turning around to sit next to you on the bed.

“Here,” you took the CD from his hands.

PETER’S HAPPY MIX

You looked up at him, seeing him shrug. “You might like this,” he stated. “It makes me feel better when I feel like crap.” You reached over and hugged him, mumbling about a million thank you’s.


Now here Peter sits, next to you on his couch, watching a movie of your choice. It was one that you had seen at least a hundred times, but he didn’t mind. If you loved it, so did he. And, god, did you love it. He watched your profile, seeing your lips move as you recited the character’s lines – every character’s lines. Your hands were moving in tune with them, too. And as he looked at you he couldn’t help himself. He didn’t plan it coming out like this, but it just happened. He just – “I love you.” Your hands stopped and so did your lips. You turned to look at him quickly.

“What?” Peter nodded slowly, reaching for the remote and pausing the movie.

“I love you.” He repeated. “I love you, and I have for awhile. I don’t know when liking you stopped and loving you started – it all kind of just blends together but – yeah. I love you.” You blinked a few times, registering how your shy and reserved boyfriend, Peter Parker, got the nerve to tell you he loved you before you did. You shook your head at the thought. Peter Parker was braver than you – who knew?

“I love you, Peter.” You finally said, the look on his face telling you your silence was scaring him.

“You do?” He asked, too ecstatic, but he didn’t care. You nodded, setting the bowl of popcorn that was on your lap on top of the coffee table. You sat up and crawled closer to him, leaning over him slightly.

“I love you so much, Peter Parker.” You leaned all the way down, pressing your lips against Peter and feeling Peter wait not even a second before matching your pace.

“I love you, too,” he mumbled against your lips, but not stopping your kiss.

Even though Peter Parker had told you he loved you more than once, he felt a weight lift off of his chest after hearing it come out clear as day from the both of you.

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anonymous asked:

Can you do pretty pretty please RFA and MC the floor is lava game? Like, MC would out of nowhere be saying the floor is lava and the guys would have to find something to jump on so the lava wont get them

Hell yeah I can

Edit: V and Saeran added

“The Floor is Lava, RFA!”

Yoosung Kim

  • This game reminded him so much of his childhood and he was ecstatic when you brought it up
  • The poor boy is a disaster.
  • He is falling in fountains, out of trees, knocking over stands, it’s… bad.
  • But the smile on his face when he plays is worth it and you guys are having way too much fun to ever quit anyways
  • He is usually the one who is frantically running around since you get more of a reaction.
  • Yoosungs is always shocked and completely off guard.
  • He doesn’t give his athletic skill enough credit. He is fast
  • Which could also explain why he is always crashing and falling
  • One day you were walking with him in the halls of his college.
  • You just stopped by to pick him up and maybe get lunch after. Innocent, right?
  • “Yoosung, the floor is-”
  • “Wait- Hold on-”
  • “Lava!”
  • Yoosung panicked since there was like no where to go since the halls were all empty and clean
  • So he leaped and grabbed a hold of the exit sign and it broke
  • You guys don’t talk about it.

Zen

  • “Hyun the floor is lava.”
  • “You are so cute. It’s just warm because the sun is finally out!”
  • Zen has seen a couple of videos about it on social media but he didn’t really think too much of it. He thought the trend was dead.
  • But after telling him a couple of times, he finally realizes that you actually want to play and he is excited.
  • Out of everyone in the RFA, he is ranked 2nd on the extra scale
  • He wants to show off to you and impress you with how fast he gets onto things.
  • Constantly wanting to beat his previous time
  • So he kinda forgets the innocence and fun of the game but at least doesn’t go anywhere illegal
  • Zen likes making you jump around instead since you find the most creative spots
  • He sometimes panics because he doesn’t want you to accidentally get hurt so he avoids playing it in busy public places if possible
  • You got stuck on top of his fridge once and he couldn’t help you because he was too busy laughing
  • It’s payback for the time you laughed when his hair got caught on some tree branches. It was so tangled he thought he would have to cut it off.
  • Luckily that wasn’t the case

Jaehee Kang

  • Have you seen a grown woman in a pencil skirt and 6in heels climb a tree to impress her sweetheart? Now you have.
  • You would think she would be all flustered and embarrassed but no.
  • She is so competitive and badass no one wants to stop her
  • After working for Jumin, she has gone through many stressful / humiliating moments and learned to just be professional and confident in anything
  • The only rule is you can’t play at the coffee shop. Other than that it’s free game.
  • Jaehee just gets such a thrill trying to find something to climb something under 5 seconds.
  • She feels like a child and she loves it.
  • If she has to climb to the top of that playground with 2 seconds remaining she will.
  • When you guys go to shopping to restock or decorate the coffee shop, that’s when it gets rough.
  • She doesn’t aim to get kicked out, but if she so happens to climb on the aisle, it gets a little risky.
  • You guys have only been escorted out in one store because you accidentally knocked everything off it’s shelf.
  • Jaehee still giggles about it to this day.

Jumin Han

  • Oh dear God.
  • Everyone knows that Jumin would do literally anything for you and if swallowing his pride to play this jungle gym game every time you leave the house then so be it.
  • “Jumin! The floor is lava~!”
  • Straight face, red cheeks,  he is pushing people, and boy he is on top of that table in 5 seconds flat.
  • He holds enough power and confidence where people do not question him. That doesn’t stop all the pictures taking though.
  • Save him.
  • Jumin mostly likes it when you are the one that’s forced to run around. You look so cute with your shocked face and panicked moving.
  • This game is so fun for him. Jumin loves it because he is connecting to that inner child that never got to play ridiculous games.
  • Once he’s got the hang of it though, he is kinda brutal.
  • One time you two went to a classic party at the workplace and it was all going well until your phone alerted you with a text.
  • “I would get off the tile if I were you. It’s made out of lava.”
  • He had such a big smirk on his face when you started running towards one of the tables full of wine and champagne.
  • Sure, it was a big commotion and shocked a lot of people seeing you knock over all the drinks as you stood on the table but Jumin was silently giddy.
  • He’s proud.

Saeyoung Choi ( 707 )

  • “The floor is Lava game? This isn’t a fucking a game.” - From the man that can’t get down from a flagpole
  • Seven doesn’t play around. He goes all out and over the top.
  • You are pretty sure some of the things he does is bending the laws a little… but all is fair when the ground is lava,
  • Playing with Seven is fun for the first couple of times but then it gets a little too intense.
  • He counts in a different language each time so you don’t truly know how long you have to find higher ground.
  • You bet your ass he uses the skills from the agency.
  • “This was the true purpose of all those wall climbs, ___!”
  • Seven’s sadist side shows during these times. You could be in the most inappropriate times and he would just lean down and whisper in your ear
  • “The floor is lava, _____~.”
  • Every time you guys play he is recording you. For the internet? Just the RFA? Blackmail? Who knows.
  • He won’t let you live out the time when you guys were stuck in an elevator with Jumin and he gave you only five seconds to think of a way to get off the ground.
  • You climbed onto Jumin.
  • Save Jumin pt. 2

Saeran Choi

  • What the fuck are you doing???
  • Why are you and Saeyoung climbing onto everything??
  • He doesn’t get it and he doesn’t want to play. He is too embarrassed.
  • One time Saeran went along with it when you announced the floor is lava and he thought it would be creative if he climbed the fence
  • His foot got caught on one of the holes and he fell right back down onto the sidewalk
  • He w i l l ne v er p l a y  ag a in
  • Saeran likes to watch vines and videos of people doing it though.
  • Then they could look like an idiot and he could laugh at them instead of the other way around.
  • You look too cute when you do it though and he will tell you the floor is lava util the game becomes dead to you 
  • No joke, he might be more brutal than everyone in the RFA
  • When you just wake up with a bowl is cereal? 
  • “Hey ___…” 
  • Right after sex? 
  • “..The floor is ..”
  • At a friend’s wedding? 
  • Right before checkout? 
  • At a funeral?
  • “SAERAN CHOI!”

Jihyun Kim ( V )

  • He tries he really really does
  • Because he loves you so and you are having so much fun doing it with your friends
  • But V is like that dad that is trying too hard to fit in with his teenager, y’know?
  • He can’t go over the top or else he would accidentally hurt himself but he is all laughing and having fun so you don’t really wanna tell him to stop.
  • When V accidentally hits someone while running he will apologize and forget all about the game
  • “Haha ____! I made it right?” He says, standing on top of a low bench
  • V gets worried if you go somewhere too high and he would suggest taking it down a few notches 
  • “I was just on a tree branch, V-”
  • You guys definitely do not play to the point where you would get kicked out of places or get in trouble.
  • It’s more sweet and innocent compared to how others play 
  • You guys are giggling and jumping around 
  • He is too sweet
Something about Fate

Dean decides to go to a new psychic in town - just for the hell of it, of course - with his roommate Castiel, and doesn’t get the reading he was expecting.

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“Hey, Cas, have you ever been to a psychic?”

Dean watched as Castiel looked up from his book with his eyebrows pinched together.

“No.” A pause. “Why do you ask?”

Dean shrugged.

“Garth texted me. Apparently there’s one in town that he went to yesterday and he’s obsessed. He said she really knows her stuff.”

Castiel raised an eyebrow before returning his attention to the textbook he had sprawled across their kitchen counter, so he could eat and study at the same time - a sight that was not all that uncommon in their apartment.

“Psychics don’t exists, Dean,” he said, matter-of-factly, as he turned the page. “People who claim to be psychic are scammers hoping to draw in the desperate or the gullible. Garth is the latter, I’m afraid.”

“Hey, he’s not -”

“Remember when Gabriel told him that stop signs with a white rim around them were optional?”

Dean rolled his eyes and pulled out a stool on the opposite side of the counter from his roommate.

“Duh, Cas. I know that they aren’t legit. Everyone does. But at the very least they’re supposed to be super good at reading people and then you essentially pay them to tell you what their first impression of you is.”

A small smile crept its way across Castiel’s face.

“I could tell you that for free, you know.”

Dean flipped him off as he got up and pulled out an apple from the refrigerator, not even bothering to look back as he did so.

“Whatever. I think it could be kind of cool.”

“Then by all means…” Castiel wrote something down in a notepad and flipped to the next page. “I think you should do it. I have free time tomorrow if you’d like to find this psychic then.”

Dean tossed the apple between his hands.

“You’d come with me?”

“Of course. I would never miss the opportunity to witness someone predicting your death.”

Castiel laughed as Dean flipped him off again.

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Heart of the City (PREVIEW)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader.

Genre: Spider-Man!Jungkook / Fluff.

Summary: When the mysterious vigilante known as Spider-Man starts making himself known around the city of New York, you can’t help but be entirely intrigued by him. Little do you know that he and the shy boy-next-door named Jungkook have a very similar secret that they aren’t so sure they want you to figure out just yet - if at all.


You see Jungkook every night without fail.

When the sun has set below the distant horizon and plunges the world into a formidable darkness and drives most ordinary civilians to seek shelter in their homes, he stumbles into the cafe tucked cozily on the corner of a busy street in Lower Manhattan. The concrete city is still very much alive in a harmonious mix of sirens and the hum of cars but is subdued, muffling under the night sky and is most susceptible at this time to misconduct. Usually, at this point of night, the cafe you work at is nearly empty, save for a few stragglers that huddle tiredly at certain round tables. Most times, these are students from the university you attend just around the bend, whose weary eyes peer over the laptop in front of them as they meticulously work on an essay due the next morning, only fueled by the cup of coffee next to them.

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washingtonpost.com
Stephen Bannon once guided a global firm that made millions helping gamers cheat
IGE used low-wage Chinese workers to amass virtual goods, then sold those goods to wealthier gamers for real cash. Company employees posed as random U.S. residents and took other steps to shield their role in these transactions, according to interviews and internal company documents.
By https://www.facebook.com/emilyrauhala?fref=ts

“Bannon was the adult in the room,” the person said. “You’re dealing with the gaming community, you’re dealing with kids.”

GAMERGATE 2

Young Avengers Trailer Pitch

FADE IN.

We start with a quick shot of the current Avengers (in a possible future MCU line-up) being captured. 


Next up, we are in a dark basement, where MARIA HILL and CLINT BARTON are meeting up, both look tired and banged up. CLINT is wearing a hearing aid, has a white strip over his broken nose and his chugging a big cup of coffee.

CLINT: So what now?

MARIA: There’s something you need to see.

She drops a bunch of files on top of the table he’s sitting at. 

ENTER MUSIC AND MARVEL LOGO.


We see BILLY sitting on the buss, red hoodie thrown over his head, headphones on, blackened eye.

MARIA (Voice Over): William Kaplan. Code name: Wiccan. He’s a reality warper.

Shot of BILLY talking to CLINT in some diner. 

CLINT: Are you even actually wicca?

BILLY makes a funny face and shrugs, shaking his head. Next shot, BILLY is flying through the air, hands shining blue as lightning crackles around him. 


MARIA (VO): Thomas Shephard. Goes by Speed. 

TOMMY, identical to BILLY, sips around a room full of bad guys like a blur, stops in a corner, leaning cheekily against the wall.

TOMMY: You guys didn’t think I’d let you have all the fun without me, did you?


MARIA (VO): Teddy Altman.

CLINT: Hulkling?

TEDDY sits on a couch, arm wrapped around BILLY comfortably. 

MARIA (VO): Kree-Skrull hybrid, shapeshifter. 

Quick shots of TEDDY in his green alien form, flying around, fighting aliens; punches through them with a roar. Next up, a CLOSE UP of BILLY looking shocked.

BILLY (aroused): Whoa.


MARIA: Next, there’s Hawkeye.

CLINT looks confused.

MARIA: Kate Bishop.

CLINT: You mean like Hawk-girl or Hawkete.

MARIA: No. Hawkeye. 

Shot of KATE, looking preppy and beautiful with purple sunglasses. She smirks, arching an eyebrow. 

KATE: Believe me, I’m the better Hawkeye.

Quick shot of KATE, jumping though the air and shooting arrows, looking badass. 

We return to the first shot of her in civilian clothes.

KATE: Barton’s got nothing on me.

CLINT drops the files on the table with a grunt. 

CLINT: You gotta be kidding me. Who’s next.


MARIA (dropping the next file in front of him): Miss America Chavez.

CLINT (arching an eyebrow): Related to Cap?

MARIA: Who knows? We’re still not sure where she came from, or exactly what she can do.

Appears AMERICA, dressed in stars and stripes. Slams her fist against the ground, making it tremble with waves. She flies off to punch a bad guy. When she turns to the next one, her eyes light up but don’t see any of her star portals yet.

Shot of the YOUNG AVENGERS sitting together in some sort of lair. KATE sends AMERICA a look. 

KATE: So what’s your deal?

AMERICA (with a wink): Wouldn’t you like to know, Princess.


Back to the basement with CLINT and MARIA.

CLINT: Who the hell put this kids together?

MARIA quietly hands him one last file.

We see the YOUNG AVENGERS back at the same lair. Someone stands in front of them. We see CASSIE LANG facing them, suited up in an Ant-Man suit.

CASSIE: I need your help to find my father… Are you in?

The YOUNG AVENGERS share a confused look. BILLY, nervous, finally takes a step forward and nods.

BILLY: We’ll stand with you.

CASSIE smiles.


Series of shots of the YOUNG AVENGERS in battle against assorted bad guys (humans, aliens, monsters).


Next, we see a young boy with dark hair and green eyes, standing in front of them, both hands behind his back.

LOKI: You are going to need help in this new endeavor of yours. I could provide some assistance.

AMERICA pushes her way to the front of the group to face the kid, a glare set on her face.

AMERICA: Oh, no way we’re falling for that, Chico.

BILLY: America, c’mon, he’s just a kid.

LOKI smiles, pulling out his hands behind his back. His fingers sparkle green. Without missing a beat, AMERICA punches him hard, sends him crashing back through several walls.

AMERICA: No. He’s not.


More shots of the YOUNG AVENGERS fighting. Next, a wide shot of them standing in front of an entire army of aliens, flying towards them. CLINT is standing with them, next to KATE.

CLINT: Okay, this looks bad.

TEDDY: Guys! We need a plan!

AMERICA: Punch everyone.

BILLY: Uh…

New quick glimpses of them in battle.


CUT TO THE TITLE CARD: YOUNG AVENGERS.


TOMMY: No way are we calling ourselves that.


We see CASSIE growing suddenly for the first time. The rest of them gasp as she towers over them. 

BILLY: I didn’t know you could do that!

CASSIE: Neither did I- Watch out!

She moves quickly to step on a group of aliens that were about to attack them. 

TOMMY: Yeah! That’s what I’m talking about!

FADE OUT.

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Twenty-Five

Summary: Jared gets over-exited ordering baby things online, which allows to you let him and Jensen into a story from your past. Gen and the boys join you at a 32 week scan.
Words: 2.7k
Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Tom, Shep, James (OC, mentioned)
Warnings: mild angst, Ditto backstory
Beta: @blacksiren

I Know Your Wife - Masterpost

Your name: submit What is this?

Jensen moved up to Vancouver the first week in August; living back in his trailer until his room at your place had been fully decorated.

It was the first time you’d ever been back for a second season of the same show, so you were eager to get back to filming.

When the first script came through, however, you were entirely unsurprised that you had barely any lines.

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Heart on the Line (part 14)

Masterlist

You and Bucky had your differences in college, but now you need a place to stay and he needs a roommate, and in order to make ends meet, you two start a phone sex line together.  

“For a Good Time, Call…” AU


author: sugardaddytonystark (formerly buckysbackpackbuckle)
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
word count: 1267
author’s note: I have a 3K+ Thor fic that’s almost done, so I decided to do something fun! Let’s see if this chapter can get 300 notes, and if/when it does then I’ll post it!

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21st century marauders
  • Remus makes the horrible, horrible mistake of showing James and Sirius how to use a computer
  • mistake 2: 
    • a) having a tumblr (he makes killer aesthetics; reblogs some good angst, High Class memes ™, bi pride)
    • b) leaving the goddamn tab for tumblr up on his computer
  • “Moony what’s tumblr?” “Nothing.” Remus closes the tab calmly but it’s too late – Remus used his Prefect voice (mistake three) and it’s marauders law to do the opposite of the Prefect voice
  • Sirius and James use the public library’s computers in a muggle town until they get banned forever
    • all unbeknownst to Remus until the first day back at Hogwarts
  • “15 points from Gryffindor, Mr. Black.” “Aw, Minnie, I came out to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now”
  • and the memes begin.
  • someone tripping up the stairs? *points* “same”
  • peter falling asleep in class? *points* “me lmao”
  • text talk
    • “bt-dubs prongsie you’re my bff 5eva”
    • “lol pads tbh you’re the greatest for realz”
  • Slughorn (talking about Potions brilliance) compares Lily to Snivellus
    • “Lily, sweetie I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry that ugly ass bitch like this would even say that, oh my god“
  • legit bought and packed fedoras in their trunks
    • “M’Lily”
  • embracing dramatically on top of the Gryffindor table “no homo just BROMO”
    • they get two days of pointing to anyone sitting next to the same gender and declaring no homo until Remus hexes them into the next century 
    • Inner Remus is just as bad as meme trash tho and he bewitches one of his robes to say NO HOMO FULL BI in sparkingly rainbow colors on the back to wear on weekends
      • (Sirius dies. James: “rip in peace”)
  • Me to me
    • James: “I haven’t lost any points in days…I should sit like a good boy and pay attention to Professor Binns”
      • Sirius *pulls robe hood over head and slaps James*: “transfigure that quill into a frog and levitate it onto Snivellus’ head”
  • passes by a painting right as the person in it scowls *points* “tfw u see Snivellus”
  • Sirius holding two apples onto his chest “bon apple titties”
  • James scores a Quidditch goal “for HARAMBE”
  • “I came out to have…” needs to be said at least once a day by Sirius
    • Remus: “OH I’LL MAKE YOU FEEL ATTACKED”
    • Sirius:
    • Sirius: “I came out to have – omg wtf moony!!!”
  • James convinces his mom to knit them all jumpers that say MFL for christmas
    • “it’s FML, actually” “no, moony, it’s obvi marauders for life, duh. are those tears in your eyes?”
  • Looking at Moony on the first of every month, Sirius says:
    • “look who’s still single in October”
    • “still single in December”
    • “still febURARY!!!”
  • of course every time any one in hogwarts turns seventeen – “you are the dancing queen!! young and sweet!!”
  • peter tries his best but he only catches onto a meme after they’ve moved onto the next
    • mostly he points to people a) eating b) sleeping c) crying over hw stress and says “me”
    • he’s also proud to say he draws the pepe frog for them
  • when all 4 marauders are walking together sirius shoves people out of the way “make way for the SQUAD” 
    • “tbh we’re squad goals af”
  • “ilysm!!!”
    • james, under breath: “or should i say….Lily-sm”
  • anytime a teacher compliments remus or gives him points sirius HAS to say “SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK”
  • when he’s Prefect-ing or says a killer one-liner to someone, Remus conjures a teacup and takes a sip
    • James and Sirius appreciate it and go wild when it happens tho they personally prefer less subtlety
  • “DAMN Snivellus back at it again with that greasy ass hair!!”
  • “still aprill!!!”
  • in McGonagall’s office being reprimanded: James holds Sirius’ shoulder “don’t talk to me or my son ever again”
  •  McGonagall gives Remus 10 points for hexing Sirius’ mouth shut after he tried to say “I came out to have – ”
  • “still!!!! MAY!!”
  • the morning of June 1st Remus pecks Sirius on the lips on the way to the bathroom
  • they all work together to release fireworks in the Great Hall on the last day of school that form four frogs on a unicycle with “WE DEM BOIS” written under
    • it was Remus’ idea
  • a meme revolution has begun

(feel free to add more)

edit: changed Remus’ yes homo to full bi

BTS Reaction - You Moving In Their Lap

Request:  BTS reaction to you sitting on their lap and keep moving around and accidently (or not lol) turn them on (in public) 💕 i love your blog sm ahh

A/N: i felt extremely dirty writing this so you’re welcome

P.S: the scenario is the same for every member so i ain’t describing it every single damn time

P.P.S: i apologise in advance that this is super sloppy, i was really tired and wanted to upload for you guys <3

Kim Seokjin

You, Jin and all the other boys were sitting around a table cluttered with pizzas in a restaurant after the group’s dance rehearsal. “Come sit in my lap, jagi!” Jin would pat his thighs invitingly. After you plopped down in his lap, you’d swivel around to face Namjoon, your ass grinding against Jin’s bulge releasing a gasp from him. “Pass me a slice of pepperoni, Namjoon?” You’d ask. As you reach for the slice, your ass would slowly slide up Jin’s legs. He struggles to contain a groan, hands clenched around your waist, trying to constrain you to stay still. He’d whisper through gritted teeth:

“Y/N… Please, keep still.”

Y/N: What for?

*gif*

Originally posted by jungkookiescookies

Kim Namjoon

You’d grind in Namjoon’s lap purposely just to drive him crazy. After looking at him with a sly smirk and lustful eyes, you’d move your hips up and down his legs, rubbing your behind against his erection. He’d immediately know what you were trying to do, heaving a large sigh, he’d take your cheeks (on your face) in his hands and yank your face towards his, muttering aggressively:

“I demand you stop tempting me to fuck you on top of this table in front of everyone.”

Originally posted by fiordilattes

Min Yoongi

He’d contort his face and a moan would linger his lips as you’d purposely bounce in his lap. He’d get so undeniably frustrated with you that he’d have to excuse himself to the bathroom and when he’d get back, you’d tilt your head and beam an innocent smile. He’d sit down beside you then cup his mouth around your ear and mumble:

“Just you wait until we get back. You’re going to pay for this.”

Originally posted by yoonseok

Jung Hoseok

He’d try his hardest not to look phased by how you were unintentionally rubbing against his front, flashing a big smile. But each time you moved in his lap, his brows would scrunch and his mouth would start watering. As soon as you were all leaving, he’d pull you aside and say:

“The way you wiggled on my thighs gave me all sorts of ideas. I deserve a reward for how hard I contained myself.”

Originally posted by bossybishqueenbaozi

Park Jimin

A whirlwind of thoughts would go through his head when he saw the way your ass popped out of your dress every time you’d stroke his dick gently when you’d reach out to grab a piece of pizza. After you knew what you were doing, you’d test him even more by teasingly twirling your tongue around the tip of the pepperoni topped delicacy while looking deeply into his eyes. He’d clench onto the sides of his chair, throwing his head back and release a sigh. 

“The things you do to me, Y/N. I can’t wait to get you alone.”

Originally posted by kimthwriter

Kim Taehyung

Tae wouldn’t be able to help himself, the second you’d start grinding in his lap. He’d pick you up, carelessly showing your ass to the whole restaurant and take you to the men’s bathroom. He’d slam you against the wall in a toilet stall, ripping your dress off, he’d gaze at you up and down in your lingerie and smirk, saying:

“I couldn’t resist you, baby. You could glance at me and I’d want to fuck you senselessly.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Jeon Jungkook

Even if it was just accidental, Jungkook would be furious that you’d even think to tease him like this in public. Unlike Taehyung, as much as he’d love to fuck you unconscious, he’d wait until you’d get home so he could make love to you properly.

“When we get home, I’m going to fuck you so hard as punishment for daring to play with me like that.”

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

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