also looking very handsome

in a hundred lifetimes, i’d choose you


Perry Cox + Nicknames for Dr. Kelso


I just really really really like Blake. I could draw a ten page comic of him just getting ready in the morning. Five of those pages would be him trying to figure out which hideous tie he is going to wear that day.

Dive Part 3

Photo creds to @levitann on tumblr


Jungkook x reader

Warnings: Smut, strong language,

Subject: Smut, Angst

Words: 2243

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Anonymous said to :

I would like to make a request and I wish you can make it a series. BTS- Jungkook. Smut- it doesn’t matter, anything does it. Angst- 3 (he uses you but you catch feelings and because of it you don’t seem to notice he’s using you, until one day.) sorry if that doesn’t makes sense. AU- 2,5 and you can make something on your own too. I JUST REALLY LOVE ANGST, SO PLEASE MAKE PURE ANGST OUT OF IT, I AM FEELING SAD THESE DAYS, I LIKE TO CRY! 😊😊😙😙😍

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When Jesse brings the tea outside, Hanzo is crouched in the communal garden under the beating rays of the evening sun, scowling at the tomatoes.  He’s wearing one of his ridiculous tank tops cut down below the ribs and Hana’s bug-eyed pink sunglasses.  His neck and shoulders, too, are pink with sunburn.

“Sugar, you’re gonna burn if you don’t put some sunscreen on.”

As Hanzo turns from his contemplation of the plant in front of him, Jesse realizes the sunglasses are also mirrored, making Hanzo look like some sort of very handsome praying mantis.  He tilts one of the plants towards Jesse to reveal a very large, green caterpillar.  “Genji’s dragon has been eating our tomato plants,” Hanzo says, and then, adorably, laughs at his own joke.

Jesse can’t help but guffaw along with him, it’s so cute.  “Well, at least she’s eating a healthy meal, unlike her master.”

Pleased that his joke is well-received, Hanzo rises and looks at the glass in Jesse’s hand.  “You’re one to talk. What is that? Another one of of your ‘cokes’?”

Laying on his accent thick, Jesse drawls, “Honey, this is gen-u-ine Southern sweet tea. Come into the shade and I’ll let you try some.”

Hanzo looks extremely dubious, but he rises to follow Jesse under the shade of a nearby tree. “Cold tea?” he asks with a hint of scorn.

Grinning, Jesse hands him the glass.  “Don’t knock it til you try it, Hanzo. And I reckon a cool drink will do you good.”

After a look that says we’ll see, Hanzo takes a careful sip.  An expression of disgust bordering on awe flashes across his face as he splutters, “This is vile,” and then stares at Jesse in astonishment.  “How much sugar is in this? I can feel it in my teeth!”

Jesse grins even wider.  “Well, it’s not gen-u-ine sweet tea until you get that fine sugar sediment at the bottom of the pitcher.”

Incredulous still, Hanzo takes another sip. “It’s revolting.”  He seems to be transcending their current plain of existence, he is so amazed by how wretchedly sweet the tea is.

“Aw, Sugar.  Does that mean I can have my tea back, now?”  

Hanzo looks at him over the edge of the glass.  His guileless expression says whose tea?  He takes another sip.

Jesse smiles, thoroughly charmed.  “I guess I left mine in the kitchen.”  When he comes back, Jesse brings the pitcher.

Imagine attending a wedding with Chris.

“I can’t believe you’re attending my wedding with Captain America.” Luca, your best friend giggled excitedly as you helped her with her makeup. You smiled and shook your head, mostly because you couldn’t believe it either. “I take things are going well then?”

“We’re attending a wedding together,” you said and you realized it was the first time you’d actually admitted it to yourself. “It’s going amazing,” you told her then smiled. “I don’t think I’ve been so happy in a long time. Chris is…He’s kind of the perfect man.”

“He will be perfect if he quits smoking,” Luca murmured under her breath and you rolled your eyes. “I’m sorry but it’s true,” she held her hands up in surrender. “You’re only turning a blind eye to that bad habit because he’s Chris Evans, any other guy would’ve been kicked out to the curb already.”

“For your information, he quit the day after our first date.” You defended your boyfriend of almost a year now. “I just didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to be jealous of my now perfect relationship with the perfect man.”

“Oh haha,” she bit sarcastically but she couldn’t help her smile. “Can we be serious here for a second?” She asked, pushing your hand away from her face. “I’m really happy for you, babe,” she said and you smiled. “You deserve to be with the perfect man after your string of imperfect ones. I cannot wait for the day I get to do all this crazy maid of honor stuff for you while you sit and wait to meet Chris at the alter.”

“Me neither,” you smiled then said, “but today is not that day. Today is your day and I’m your maid of honor so stop talking and let me finish your makeup,” you scolded playfully and she laughed, closing her eyes so you could finish applying her eyeshadow.

“Hey Y/N.” Olivia, Luca’s cousin and another one of her bridesmaids poked her head into the room and your hand lowered as you looked up; Luca turned to the door as well. “Chris just arrived, do you want me to finish up so you can go see him?”

“No, it’s okay. I’m almost don-” you were cut off by Luca.

“Go see him, you doofus.” She instructed as she yanked the makeup brush from your hand. “You’ve done enough for me and this wedding, it’s time you go and enjoy it. I’ll see you when it’s time to walk down the aisle, that one I’m going to need you there for.”

“I love you,” you hugged her.

“Save those three words for Chris,” she hugged you back.

Olivia took over for you and you left the bride’s prep room and headed out into the reception hall. You found Chris by the bar with Kai, the best man and one of your oldest friends, chatting and drinking beer. The guys heard your heels coming their way and they glanced in your direction, talking and laughing amongst themselves as they turned away. You counted to three in your head and silence fell among them as you saw both men by the bar dart their gazes back onto you, letting it wash over you from head to toe. Chris choked on his beer when you smiled and gave him a flirty little wave of your fingers, and you silently thanked God that your best friend wasn’t one of those girls who wanted her bridesmaids’ dresses to be uglier than hers.

“Maid of honor,” Kai nodded at you.

“Best man,” you nodded back.

“You look beautiful,” Kai complimented.

“I think that’s my line, man,” Chris chuckled.

“And I think that’s my cue,” Kai chuckled then left.

“Well, what do you think?” You held your arms open and gracefully shimmied, showing off your dress to Chris who laughed and nodded his head in approval. “And you look very handsome also.” You grabbed him by his tie and drew yourself closer towards him until your body was flushed against his.

“Hi beautiful.” He smiled down at you because even at 5'7’’ with 4’’ heels you were still slightly shorter than him; you loved that because what girl in her right mind didn’t want a gorgeous guy towering over them?

“Hey Captain,” you smiled then kissed him tenderly as he placed his hands on your waist. “Thank you for coming,” you told him when you broke the kiss. “I know you like to shy away from the limelight but I really appreciate you being here with me.”

“I would go to Times Square on New Years Eve if it meant spending time with you.” He chuckled then kissed your hair and you felt yourself blush. “So how’s Bridezilla doing?” He joked and you laughed. “I’m surprised she’s letting you out here to see me considering the wedding’s about to start.”

“She’s surprisingly a lot calmer on her wedding day,” you told him with a light chuckle.

“That’s ‘cause you’re a wonderful friend who’s made sure everything’s gone to plan,” he poked your side and you giggled. “Seriously, Y/N, you look absolutely breathtaking. I can’t even-” he shook his head, pretending to be at a loss for words. “Forget the bride, all eyes will be on you.”

“Don’t let her hear you say that,” you warned him playfully.

“Right,” he chuckled and pretended to zip his lips.
• • • • • • • •
After the wedding ceremony- which was everything Luca had wanted since the two of you were kids- the reception began. You followed Luca around for a bit, helping her with her dress as she made her way around the reception hall greeting friends and family. It was only after she noticed Chris being crowded by a group of very single and slightly drunk ladies that she called Olivia to take over, sending you back to him to enjoy the rest of the wedding as a couple.

“Clear out, ladies.” You instructed as you pushed through them to get to Chris; you saw him let out a breath of relief. “He’s taken,” you wrapped an arm around his waist and he did the same to you. “So move it or lose it. You told them and they groaned but did as you said because they were all well aware of how catty you could be if you wanted to.

“Thank God,” he rested his head against yours. “I was so close to hiding in the bathroom until you were done with your maid of honor duties.” He admitted and you pouted, giving him sympathetic eyes. “No, I’m so glad I’m here though because this is a huge step in the right direction for our relationship. I’m really proud to be here as your boyfriend, Y/N. And if being here with you means having to deal with them- then bring them back because I can do it all day,” he quote a famous line from his Captain America movies and winked.

“I love you,” you told him with a light chuckle.

“Not as much as I love you,” he told you then smiled.

You kissed him just as the band started to play Ed Sheeran’s ‘Thinking Out Loud’. He broke the kiss with a wide smile on his face and beckoned his head towards the dance floor. You chuckled and nodded, letting him led you out there with the rest of the couples including the new bride and groom. Luca caught your eye as Chris pulled you into a slow dance position and you saw her wink, you bit back your smile as winked back.

When your legs don’t work like they used to before
And I can’t sweep you off of your feet
Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?
Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?

“Hey,” Chris began as the two of you swayed on the dance floor. “Do you remember the first time we met at that coffee shop and this song was playing in the background?” You nodded, smiling. “That was the first time I truly believed in love at first sight,” he said and you laughed. “Don’t laugh at me,” he chuckled. “I’m being serious.”

“I know you are,” you smiled. “And trust me, when I saw you it was love at first sight too 'cause you looked smoking as Captain America,” you teased him and he laughed. “I even liked you when you were the scrawny kid from Brooklyn, I have a weakness for blue eyes.”

“Oh, I know you do.” He grinned then spun you out then pulled you back in, causing you to giggle and causing every other girl in the room- except the bride- to envy your very situation with the most handsome man they’d ever laid eyes on.

And, darling, I will be loving you 'til we’re 70
And, baby, my heart could still fall as hard at 23
And I’m thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe just the touch of a hand
Well, me—I fall in love with you every single day
And I just wanna tell you I am.

So, honey, now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
I’m thinking out loud
Maybe we found love right where we are

“What do you think about this wedding?” You asked Chris. “It’s nice, isn’t it?” He nodded in agreement, scanning the room like you were. “It’s big but not so big that you don’t know everyone by name. I think I want something simple and sweet like this one day.”

“Are you trying to tell me something, sweetheart?” He asked with a cheeky grin on his face. “'Cause you know I’m crazy about you and that I will propose the second I feel like you’re ready for more. So don’t say anything you don’t mean,” he warned playfully.

“I won’t,” you chuckled. “But I can see this for us, can’t you?” You asked and he nodded with a sweet, adoring smile. “I know things are still a little early in our relationship to take that step but- it’s nice to think about.”

“No, I don’t think we’re that far off,” he disagreed. “Time is a concept, Y/N, so it doesn’t matter if we’ve only been dating for eleven months. If we know we love each other and we can see the rest of our lives together, are we really going to let time stop us from taking that leap?”

“You’re very wise for someone who’s only been alive for thirty-five years,” you said and he chuckled. “I know you’re right and it’s not the time that’s bothering me. There’s just a lot we haven’t talked about yet and we don’t even live together. What if when we move in you realize I’m an annoying person to live with and you fall out of love with me and want to break up?”

“That’s not possible.” He shook his head and you smiled which quickly turned into a fake scowl when he added. “You practically already live with me and I already know how annoying you can be to live with and I still love you.”

“You’re a jerk,” you pulled your hand out of his and playfully slapped his chest.

When my hair’s all but gone and my memory fades
And the crowds don’t remember my name
When my hands don’t play the strings the same way (mmm…)
I know you will still love me the same

'Cause, honey, your soul could never grow old, it’s evergreen
And, baby, your smile’s forever in my mind and memory
I’m thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe it’s all part of a plan
Well, I’ll just keep on making the same mistakes
Hoping that you’ll understand

“Tell me something.” He said when he stopped laughing, taking your hand back into his. “Something you’ve never told me or anyone- and by anyone, I mean Luca as well- before. Anything, even a weird thought you were afraid people might judge you for.”

“Why?” You giggled.

“Think of it as a bonding exercise.”

“Fine,” you huffed then thought about something you’d never told anyone before. “Well- I’ve known I wanted to be a writer since I was six and it’s-” You saw him roll his eyes because you’d told him this before. “No,” you chuckled, “I didn’t tell you the full story. You just know that I wanted to, you don’t know why I wanted to.”

“Yes I do,” he nodded. “You write because it’s fun and you make people feel with your words. There’s nothing better than seeing someone cry or laugh because of what you’d written on the page, you told me that on our first date.”

“Yes, but I started writing for myself,” you told him. “I didn’t have a great time growing up, up until my twenties- I was the girl people turned to as an option. Other than Luca, I didn’t have many real friends and I sure as hell didn’t have any good boyfriends. Writing was an escape for me, a place where I could be someone other than myself and experience life and love the way I used to watch in movies. I figured if I could do it for myself, why couldn’t I do it for other people? Give the somewhere to run to, someone to be with in their darkest hours.”

That, baby, now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
Thinking out loud
Maybe we found love right where we are (oh, oh)

“Whoever treated you as an option must have been out of their fucking minds because you’re amazing and everything you do is amazing,” he said and you smiled. “Screw those past people, especially those past boyfriends. Luca and I lucked out with you in our lives and you will always be our first choice, come hell or high water.”

“You’re amazing, you know that?” You asked Chris rhetorically and he shrugged nonchalantly. “I think I’m the one who lucked out in this relationship. You are the best guy I’ve dated and- I don’t think I want to spend the rest of my life without you,” you admitted.

“The feeling is mutual, Y/N,” he smiled. “Because when I look at you, I finally see where the rest of my life is.” He dipped his head and met your lips for a tender kiss. “Just give me the word and I’ll give you the world,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours.

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, lo-ud

So, baby, now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Oh, darling, place your head on my beating heart
I’m thinking out loud
But maybe we found love right where we are
Oh, baby, we found love right where we are
And we found love right where we are

“I’m ready whenever you are,” you whispered back.

“Good,” he smiled and drew back slightly, “because the ring was starting to burn a hole in my pocket.” Your lips fell apart and you stared at him in awe and disbelief. “Don’t worry,” he chuckled. “I wasn’t going to propose at your best friend’s wedding, I was going to wait till the hotel even though she was begging me to, said it’d make a great story.”

“Luca knew about this?” Your gaze darted to your best friend who was far too busy with her new husband to look your way.

“Who do you think went ring shopping with me?”

“Oh my God.” You chuckled, feeling your eyes well with tears of joy.

“Think you can keep it together until we get back to the hotel?” He teased.

“I will if you will,” you smiled and kissed him once more.

anonymous asked:

how do you think a first date with shawn would be

I honestly think a first date with Shawn would be very simple (but in a good way). To Shawn it isn’t about doing something major or crazy, it’s all about how it feels to him, how he feels about you and if it feels good, there’s no need to do something over the top. If it feels good and right, it’ll just come easily, out of the blue. You would fall in love with each other while watching a movie or going for a walk or getting ice cream together. It didn’t have to be anything else for him, he just wanted to spend time with you.  

I think Shawn would take you for dinner, something classic and simple that would give you guys the chance to talk and get to know each other better. It wouldn’t necessarily be somewhere really fancy, it would be a really cool place with a cosy vibe, as long as the food is still really good. He’d ask you if there was something special you wanted, if you were up for sushi or burgers or whatever. And if you didn’t know either, he would turn to Geoff for help.

He would pick you up in his jeep, looking handsome as hell but also very casual. A pair of black jeans, a dark t-shirt and a cool jacket over, nothing out of the ordinary really, but when Shawn wore it, it takes away your breath anyway. He’d jump out of the car to open the door for you and when you got in, he’d tell you how lovely you looked tonight and send you one of those smiles that just melts everything inside you.

You would go to dinner and it would be super sweet and super low key, but it would be the best time ever. You guys would talk about whatever came in to mind, deep stuff, silly stuff, whatever. He would tell you about his favourite John Mayer song and why – it according to him – was the best song in the world and you would just look at how passionate he became. He would tell you about his friends and his family and share funny and rather embarrassing stories about them, but you would love every second of it, because it made you feel closer to him. You’d also catch on to just how much he misses them. You would tell him about everyday struggles you had, or how the studying to your exams was melting your brain or the little fight with your siblings, and he would listen carefully to your words, he’d even try to cheer you up and give you some advice. He would joke around with you, because he felt comfortable with you and you would tease him back. Actually, the two of you would more or less always be laughing most of the time.  

The hours in the restaurant would fly by so quickly that Shawn would ask you, if you wanted to go for a walk and you would agree in half a second. You would walk outside in the light breeze – if you were freezing, he’d give you his jacket – and you would just continue to talk, because it was so easy and it felt so right sharing and opening up to him. While walking, your arms would brush slightly against each other’s and it would make you blush every time. You would steal little glimpses of him smiling and biting his lip and you’d hope it was because of you. Shawn would grab your hand and interlace your fingers for the rest of the walk. Shawn and you would talk about all your favourites; favourite movies, favourite songs, favourite places, favourite colours, favourite memories. You would share so much with him, you actually felt a little vulnerable, but he would share so much of him as well, that it made it alright. The two of you could talk all night if you had the time, but you had school/work tomorrow and Shawn wanted you to get your sleep so you were well rested.

He would drive you home and follow you to the door, now he wouldn’t kiss you yet (because if he didn’t kiss you, he’d have another reason to see you again), but he’d plant a tender kiss on your cheek. When you had made it inside and had taken a shower so you could go to bed, you would get a text from Shawn saying he’d had the best time tonight and if you’d let him, he would like to take you out again. If you were really lucky, you might even wake up to a text saying: Couldn’t stop thinking about you last night. Have a good day, text me when you can.

psychicdinneranon  asked:

For your MiB Au, I had a thought as to what kind of alien Shizamaki would be. Perhaps he came from the planet of the Mole People whose cities have been underground for so long that they are all blinded by any light. Also I dare you to try saying "Planet of the Mole People" with a straight face. I look forward to hearing if you can do it!

first of all, great new friend: I didnt make it. I started laughing the moment I googled mole images to scrap up a design for shimazaki. what the f uc k is a Planet of the Mole People what is th i s

then I came up with minegishi just to put both of them in the same place and 

I just

mole and plants

we did it reddit 


Let me tell you about the best night of my life.
I stood in the freezing ass cold for an hour to be in the front of the line to make my way to the meet and greet asap. I met Will Ospreay; he was so extremely polite and his accent of course is wonderful. Cody is extremely handsome. He looks fake. He was also very very sweet. And then my boys, so so so so nice to me. This is how it went:
They asked my name so they could sign the photo and I said “I gotta say thank you to you guys, 2 weeks ago I tweeted you both about how I’m suffering from depression and how you guys make me laugh and put me in such a great mood…”
Nick: “aww, yes I remember you!”
Matt: “we’re very happy we can help you out. And you’re very welcome.”
Me: I really appreciate you guys reaching out to me. It meant a lot. Yea just every time Nick trips over the second rope I lose it. Really, thanks for doing what you do. It always makes me so happy.“
Both: No hey, thank you so much for watching and supporting us. Come on around let’s get you these belts
*slap superkick party title on my shoulder*
Nick: this ones slightly more heavy
*slap roh tag title on my other shoulder*
*takes pictures, Bucks proceed to thank me literally 10 times in a row*
I tweet my picture to them after the show, and thank them again and tell them they made me laugh again and Nick says: nice meeting you!!

I needed this day so damn bad and mostly I typed all this to keep it in my memory but holy crap, I’m so grateful.