and by 'sometimes' i mean almost never

silly ladynoir things
  • chat starts Shit Talking Sundays bc there are some days when chat just needs to talk about how dumb his dad is being and ladybug needs to scream about this bratty bully in her history class
  • on days when they’re bored, they’ll board the metro in costume and ride it for a few stops purely for the shock value
  • chat finds out ladybug can’t whistle and spends every available opportunity trying to teach her
    • cn: *squishes her cheeks between his hands* you’re not pursing your lips enough and your tongue isn’t positioned correctly, try again
    • lb: my tongue is sitting in my mouth what do you mean it’s not positioned correctly i don’t ???????
  • joint naps during patrols are very much a thing bc these kids never sleep between school and akuma attacks. sometimes, if you’re lucky, you’ll find ladybug snoring on a rooftop with chat noir laid on top of her, drooling on her shoulder
  • when patrols get boring, ladybug will hop on chat noir’s back, make him shut his eyes, and act as his eyes while they try to patrol the city before switching places. they don’t talk about that time chat was laughing too hard to warn ladybug about the ledge and they almost fell off a roof. 
  • hide and seek games that last literally hours
    • they both cheat and bring their phones to stalk social media tags and see if anyone’s posted tips and/or sightings of them so that they can find the other
  • chat’s really good at massages so sometimes he’ll work out the kinks in ladybug’s shoulders when they have downtime bc “wow you carry so much tension in your neck please tell me you’re not hunched over your desk all day”
  • the eiffel tower is their honorary “it’s 3am and we can’t sleep” meeting place. 
  • they’ll often drop into parks and playgrounds and join with some of the neighborhood kids on games of tag, frisbee, and football
  • they have a going scoreboard for their impromptu arm wrestling competitions. last they checked the score was 32-35 with ladybug in the lead. 
  • they each have their own personal lists of dumb/funny things that the other has said
    • chat’s list of things ladybug has said: “sleep isn’t a thing you know. they lied to you. it’s not real,” “you ever wonder if i can spin a web with my yoyo?” “can lucky charm conjure me an A for this physics test tomorrow?” “i almost had my cat-eye eye liner perfect today before that akuma appeared and messed me up like that proximity to perfection might never happen again.”
    • ladybug’s list of things chat has said: “is there a place where we can borrow a microwave? i wanna see what happens if i use cataclysm on it,” “memes are like the dysfunctional family you didn’t ask for but didn’t know you needed,” “im like terrified an akuma attack is gonna happen when i’m in the shower while im naked and vulnerable,” “if i extend my staff long enough, do you think it’ll reach space?”

Fun Moments With Autism™ (*sarcasm*):

“wow you’re so rude”

“what are you upset about?”

“you have a serious case of Resting Bitch Face haha”


*only realizes social faux-pas 3 days later when someone points it out to me*


 [randomsong] (10 hours)

*paces around room, consumed w/ rage bc of minor change in routine* 

“why would i order something different to eat if i already know what i like??? what do you mean i’ve eaten the same 2 dishes for a month?”


me: *doesn’t understand innuendo/dirty joke*

friend: “omg you’re SO INNOCENT lmao”


me: *watching asmr, squeezing play-doh, touching random objects for hours, while playing w/ a mermaid pillow, flapping hands and jumping* ummmmm what is this stimming you speak of?


*overwhelmed by my burning love for my SpIn* … when will i be free…


relative: “we almost never talk. sometimes i wonder if you actually love me”

me: *confused and heartbroken bc i thought that my feelings were obvious*


“why are you so weird”

“you need to be more friendly”

“omg rou’re SO antisocial”

“stop doing this you look stupid”

“do you have photographic memory?”

“i don’t understand why you’re struggling w/ this it’s so simple”

*talks non-stop abt my SpIn* *only afterwards realizes that my audience might not care abt the thing as much as i do*

“what difference does it even make if the dirty dishes are close to the clean ones???”


*has to order something/have a ordinary social interaction/talk to someone* *practices what to say beforehand*


“why are you always in the dark? why do you have your phone/notebook brightness so low? don’t you know it’s bad for your eyes?”


*goes on vacation* *feels lost w/o the routine provided by school/college/extracurricular activities*

Humans are weird

I really love this whole humans are like the biggest oddity for aliens idea.
And I had this idea that’s swimming in my head for a while now.
If the aliens already think it’s a wonder we survive the conditions of our planet,
how must they think about our way of reproduction.
I mean the whole mammal-thing developed
practically only cause a little creature once thought:
“Eggs!?When they’re dinosaurs everywhere??I have a better idea!”

So what if aliens never needed to make this step?
When their reproductions are mostly through eggs,
sometimes other things and never like our system?

I mean just imagine:
You are one of the first humans to become a crewmate of a alien crew.
It was your dream since the first contact was made.
You were prepared for almost everything.
Just not for giving every damn alien you meet “the bloody talk“!

Somewhere in a bar on Planet Ur’tlz:

Alien A: “Whoa, this humans are really useful and stronger than they look!
You would never believe what the human of my ship did!”

Alien B: “Please tell me they didn’t gave you ‘the talk’….I’m still traumatized…”

A: “….what are you talking of?”

B: “I made the error to ask how they get their eggs to be safe
despite the dangerous planet they live on….they don’t lay eggs!”

A: “What?!

B: “They carry their brood like….
like parasites *shudder* in their body for almost a Quertemz!
Then they squeeze them through tiny body openings!
Sometimes for days!DAYS!

A: “Uh….”

B: “And it’s common to only get one offspring per reproduction!One!
They can die in the process, for Iz’klls sake!”

A: “I think my digestive system is rebelling…”

B: “So I decided to oversee the contact my human makes with other humans.
Because of some reason they only reproduce with humans of other gender,
so its not that hard….

A: “A bit….drastic, don’t you think?

B: “I like my human crew mate!
I don’t want them to die just cause the other humans
can’t let their weird little limbs of them!”

A: “Sounds like they imprinted on you.”

B: “Maybe…sounds like something crewmate George would do…”

Some live-action BATB headcanons (mostly about Lumiere and Plumette’s wedding because I’m a sap):

  • Prince/Beast is bi or pan (”…his parties with the most beautiful people,” “…and earn their love in return”).
  • Before the spell was broken, the members of the staff who were able to move throughout the castle would relay messages between Cadenza and Garderobe from time to time.
  • Lumiere and Plumette get engaged soon after they become human again. Lumiere had promised her it would happen once the curse was lifted, and sometimes talking about their possible future was comforting to them.
  • Lumiere makes Cogsworth his best man, mostly because he’s very organized, but also because it means he’ll have to give a toast and admit that Lumiere has good points.
  • Chip is the ring bearer.
  • Cadenza plays the processional music, and Garderobe sings for their first dance (okay I’m going by modern wedding customs, I don’t know if any of this is how they did it in 18th century France). 
  • Lumiere cries when he sees her in the dress.
  • So does Cogsworth.
  • Everyone’s crying or almost crying during the vows, mainly because they thought there would never be a chance for this to happen.
  • When the officiant says “You may now kiss the bride” he hasn’t even finished the sentence before Plumette grabs Lumiere’s face and kisses him.
  • The Prince insists on throwing them a huge reception in the ballroom and basically invites the entire town (LeFou goes with his new boyfriend, of course).
  • Plumette has a dance with Chip and he’s standing on her feet the whole time and it’s adorable.
  • Everyone keeps saying how Plumette is the most beautiful woman there (and let’s be real, she is). Lumiere can’t take his eyes off her and he keeps smiling because he’s so ridiculously in love with her and he can’t believe his luck.
Deans top 13 Zepp TRA XX

we did NOT talk about this enough

I’m sure all of you remember the moment in episode 19 of season 12 in which Castiel tried to return a mixtape that Dean had made and given to him sometime offscreen.

But maybe you were in such shock that you didn’t look into anything, you just got the over all idea in your head, that of course, Dean made Cas a mixtape.

But can we talk about why Dean spelled ‘tracks’ or ‘track’ with XX?

Can we talk about why Dean may have chosen 13 songs instead of 10, or 15?

Can we talk about the fact that Dean put them on a fucking cassette tape???

Just. Ugh. Just look at it.

god i seriously want to know why he put XX.

was it just some cool way to put it or was it like an xoxo thing

i mean dean most likely gave this to cas sometime after he almost died and told dean (and everyone else, i guess) that he loves him. this HAS to be his way of saying i love you back.

just look at how the camera zooms in on castiels hand and on the mixtape when castiel sets it on the table, attempting to give it back.

i have taken film classes (i kinda do film) and one thing they always stress is to never do a close up shot unless you are trying to show the viewer something important.

they say this so when you’re doing films as a beginner, you don’t waste close up shots by shooting a close up someone hitting snooze on their alarm clock. it makes it less significant when it needs to be significant for something else. viewers will pay less attention the more you use them, basically, so you have to make sure there is somekind of unsaid thing the viewer has to figure out on their own.

at first you might think they use a close up is so you can read what the mixtape says in the first place, but another close up shot of castiel taking the tape back from deans hands tells a story on its own.

castiel, coming into deans room after knocking with no answer. returning a mixtape he was given, misunderstanding deans intention of it being his. a gift.

(that on it’s own can tell you a little about how dean probably have it to castiel in the first place)

these close up shots are showing viewers how some small piece of plastic can mean so much. how this really is deans way of saying i love you. supernatural doesn’t use close up shots very often, so this is importan. this is big.

i mean look at this, a tweet from a member of supernaturals visual effects team on the day this episode aired.

a link to the tweet

yeah. funny. i know.

i just cant get over their talk after dean gives cas back the mixtape.

the way dean speaks. he says “cas, you cant *giant emotional pause* with everything that’s going on you cant just. go. dark. like. that.” yes, like their were periods inbetween everyword.

and hes like “we didn’t  know what happened to you.” and then the camera zooms in on dean and his vOICE BREAKS and he says “we were worried. that’s not okay.”

cas says “well i didn’t mean to add to your distress.” and then cas is like “i” and he shakes his head and takes a step into deans room and says “Dean, i just keep failing. Again and again. When you were missing, i searched for months and i couldnt find you. and then kelly escaped on my watch and i couldnt find her and i just wanted … I needed to come back here with a win for you.”

and if im correct (which i am, these are exact quotes from the episode) i would say cas isnt talking about sam and dean. this fucking profound bond has reached the next level, my dude.

i just WISH i knew which songs were on that damn mixtape. music means so much to dean, and zeppelin means so much to the winchester family. john and marry origionally bonded over zeppelin.

oh, wait!!! shit, dude, i wrote that thinking it was deans way of bringin cas further into the family, but FUCK. they got together because of this band IM

wow. okay. this is fine. im okay :)))))))))

just. can we talk about this mixtape more??? i swear to god it better come up again in s13 and i beTTER get a sam reaction like “you made cas a mixtaoe??” or “dean made you a mixtape??”


Chihokogate is overwhelmingly romantic; fight me

I’ve seen people describe the “Overcome Chihoko” story in a number of ways–Victor being Extra, crackfic, something written purely for laughs, and so forth. And yes, I think all of those things are true, to a certain extent, but I’m not sure we appreciate exactly how lovely of an instance of crackfic this is.

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Things you learn about Breakdown in episode 16*:

1. He may be a mech of unsubtle manners, but he makes a split-second moral decision that puts his rescuer’s seemingly righteous actions to shame. This suggests he has a moral compass that operates independently of his allegiances and his grudges and is capable of overturning both.

2. He is not a disposable member of the Decepticon command. I hear a lot about how “nobody went looking looking for Breakdown” when he was abducted, but they forget that Starscream & Co risked a heck of a lot to get him back. While SS’s motives were ultimately self-serving, they don’t negate the fact that he considered Breakdown a “valuable” member of his team. People tend to assume that Breakdown arrived in tow when Starscream summoned Knock Out to the Nemesis; in fact, Starscream summoned them both.

3. His aim is not compromised by the loss of an optic.

4. At no point does he accept that he is beaten by MECH. He remains defiant even when he believes himself beyond rescue. This fact makes me cry a little sometimes.

5. Both his hands can turn into hammers but the left almost never does. This is objectively neat, and it also means he’s right-handed.

* I actually can’t bloody watch that episode anymore, it’s too upsetting. But I remember a reading a review that complained of the lack of character development it afforded Breakdown, which is rubbish. He undergoes more development in that episode than some of the Autobots do in the entire season. The only thing worth complaining about is how subsequent episodes seem to forget about all of it.

anonymous asked:

For the meme: The skywalker twins

Headcanon A: what I think realistically

They never really have a conversation about Anakin Skywalker. They try, a few times, but it devolves into Leia shouting or Luke getting angry—angry in that black, festering way he has, when Leia can feel it in the air, choking as smoke from a chemical fire. He makes her cry once, even though she tries to hide it from him, and it’s the worst thing either of them has ever done to the other. (They’ve hated one another sometimes, but neither of them has ever hurt the other. Not once.) They do try to talk about it—this, more than anything else, the blood that unites them—until it’s too horrible to keep trying, so they stop. 

Headcanon B: what I think is fucking hilarious

There was a solid eighteen standard days on Hoth when Luke and Leia turned the entire base into a madhouse—it might have been longer, but Mon Mothma intervened and sent them on missions at opposite ends of the galaxy. This is still known colloquially as “The Great Prank War of Echo Base”, and whenever it’s mentioned, Han looks haunted.

“Listen,” he tells Ben once, very seriously. “If you ever have to pick sides between your mom and your Uncle Luke…the only correct answer is to run really fast in the opposite direction.”

Headcanon C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends

They only tell a handful of people about the fact that they’re brother and sister. Luke has spent the last five years telling anyone who would listen that he’s Anakin Skywalker’s son, and since Cloud City has been—almost—as open about the fact that Darth Vader is Anakin Skywalker, to the point that it’s not much of a secret that Luke Skywalker is Darth Vader’s son. (It serves to make him even more of a figure of myth, even among the Rebellion. Darth Vader’s son, the Jedi, who is going to kill his father and win the war.)

On the other hand, while most of the rebels who knew Bail are aware that Leia was adopted, Bail and Breha always insisted she was just an orphan of the Clone Wars, and honestly, what are the chances that Darth Vader had two secret children? (Yeah, right. This is real life, not some daytime holodrama.) Leia wants nothing to do with her biological origins, anyway; she’s happy to let Luke be the object of whispers and worship, to be tinged with the fear of those who don’t know him.

Still, sometimes Han has to nudge Leia, pull her away from Luke, because what is affectionate between brother and sister looks dangerously like infidelity in any other context.

Sometimes Wedge gives Luke pitying glances, because Leia and Han are whispering to one another, smiling the sort of smile lovers are entitled to, and Luke wants to protest, no no stop, let me have this complicated uncomplicated thing, for myself.

Sometimes Leia gets asked what her relationship to ‘Skywalker’ is. In all the intervening years, Leia has perfected an empty smile, to say warmly, “Luke is one of my oldest friends.” Sometimes, if she’s feeling vicious and/or guilty, she adds, “I consider him almost a brother.”

Headcanon D: what would never work with canon but the canon is shit so I believe it anyway

Being children of the Living Force is stranger than you might imagine, an embodied a war between your humanity and the weight of the galaxy. Leia sometimes wakes up inside Luke’s skin—just for half a second, her eyesight sharper and the world written in neon light because oh, that’s the Force, that’s what it means—before she’s slammed into her own body again. Luke has dreams of Aldera, where he walks along broad avenues and up into the mountains and every person he meets is on fire, burning up to ash, but he still must carry them, all the same.

Leia cries once for no reason, standing in the middle of a Senate session—so hard she has to excuse herself, and she screams her grief in the refresher, collapsing to her knees. (Luke is on Tatooine, standing over the ashes of his homestead.)

Luke jolts awake in the middle of a pile of rubble and bodies and feels all the blood drain from his face because he doesn’t know if this was him, or if this is something he can never, ever ask Leia.

(Neither of them die. This is not their inheritance as the Living Force, but what they inherited matrilineally. Surviving—that’s something human.)


this was an anonymous request, hope you like it love!

Word Count: 1000+

Rating: PG

You couldn’t help but chuckle as you scrolled through your Instagram. 

“What’s funny?” Joe asked, looking down at you. You were on your back on the couch, your head on his lap, his fingers running through your hair. You passed your phone to him, showing him Caspar’s Instagram post with Maddie. 

“They’re so cute,” you said, reaching up to toy with the strings of Joe’s hoodie. 

“We’re cuter,” Joe smiled at you.

“I know,” was all you said, but Joe knew you well enough to read what you didn’t say. He took your hand, kissing the back of it gently. 

The two of you were a very open couple when it came to each other, but not when it came to the rest of the world. Joe wasn’t really one to share his personal life, and that included you. You understood it, of course. After seeing all the hate on Maddie’s profile, or any girl who could possibly have any connection with any of the boys for that matter, you didn’t have to question why Joe wanted to keep your relationship a secret. 

That didn’t mean it didn’t suck though. From no PDA in the vlogs to no social media posts, it was hard to keep up with sometimes. Joe was Joe, but Joe was also thatcherjoe, and not being a part of that side of his life was almost like missing a big part of him. Sometimes, you just wanted to post a cute picture of your boyfriend. All the thoughts made you feel selfish, so you never brought them up, but Joe saw right through you anyways.

“I wish we didn’t have to hide either,” he murmured to you. “I’d show you off to the whole world if I could.”

“You can you know. I’m sure I’ll develop a tough skin,” you replied.

“You shouldn’t have to.” His voice was sharp, and you tread carefully.

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“Air Ducts and Secrets” - Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 2,893

Plot: What goes on in the air ducts, stays in the air ducts.

Warnings: honestly its just fluff, cheesy comments, a new girl reference, one swear word (that’s censored), and more fluff. 

Author’s Note: So this is for the monthly song challenge but I literally only put two song lyrics from the song Tomorrow Never Dies by 5SOS. But that’s okay. I might do a part two depending on how well this does. PSA: I love New Girl.

(Lyrics are the sentences in italics)

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it didn’t snow today. David Mitchell has never been published. our hometown is currently uninhabitable due to unsafe conditions. my alternate self still believes that hands stitch you back together more often than they take you apart, and nobody wants to tell her the truth. so they don’t. she’s blissfully ignorant of the sound accompanying a dropped call, or how salty tears taste in the summertime. it’s eternally spring there, things are always growing.


none of my poems feel real. I don’t get published the first time or the second time because I don’t have to write for you. or about you. I’ve always confused the two of those things but in this world it doesn’t matter because all I’ve ever done is write for myself. not to say that IN THE UNIVERSE WHERE I LOVED YOU I haven’t been writing for myself. I have been. I’ve just needed to share that title, like waking up with next to no blanket due to the selfish cloud of past lovers taking up space at the foot of my bed. I know there’s warmth for me here.


I don’t know how to spell your last name because I’ve never had a reason to write it. cursive is obsolete. nobody tells me what school you go to & this fact doesn’t mean anything to me because you never meant anything to me. we wind up at the same bar some night and I don’t recognize you. you don’t recognize me. nobody is suffering because of this. we go on to live lives comfortably uncrossed. sometimes that’s possible. IN THE UNIVERSE WHERE I ALMOST LOVED YOU I can’t say the same. but that’s another story for another page in another journal. all of this to say that


I’m writing this poem and it doesn’t hurt. it takes me two days, a glass of boxed wine, and three different sweaters, but it doesn’t hurt. it doesn’t hurt. it doesn’t hurt.


Alright you clowns i’ve had it up to here with your zack-taylor-is-only-the-funny-friend-and-nothing-else-bs

Because Zack Taylor is funny and loud and sometimes obnoxious, but he’s also extremely dedicated and caring. My god he’s literally punishing himself in these panels because he almost failed to save someone, and he hates that he came so close to that failure.

I mean if these panels tell me anything it’s that this boy hates failure and pushes himself to obscene measures just so that he can keep from making mistakes, never mind the fact that screwing up is just a part of life. I imagine that this mindset bleeds into a lot of other aspects of his life too, like his care of his mother, or the jobs he works to provide for his family. Failure is not an option for Zack Taylor. 

Like he may talk a big game but this kid is dedicated to being a Ranger and to saving people, regardless of his own personal health and that’s important for us to unerstand his character. I mean chances are that Zack is a virulent perfectionist and doesn’t half-ass anything.

Please, his snarkiness and propensity to tell bad jokes is a part of him yes but hes also a multifaceted character, there’s more to him than just being a goofball.

(panels are from the Power Rangers Aftershock comic)

Dating Elijah Would Include:

Originally posted by sikanapanele

  • The truth is that Elijah loves as deeply and selfishly as Klaus
    • And he’s seen how destructive it can be
    • Which is why he tries to the point of desperation to keep it from you 
  • Like Rebekah once said, Elijah is capable of being completely devoted to anyone except for himself 
    • And because he wants you so much, he sees loving you as an entirely selfish act. 
  • So needless to say he was reigning King of Denial for a very long time 
    • A Very Long Time 
  • Where Klaus can be demanding, vengeful, and downright mean, Elijah has a tendency to be cold 
    • he sees it as keeping his composure, trying to keep his feelings for you apart from himself 
    • which provokes you to absolute rage 
    • because he might be able to just shut you out but you aren’t capable of doing the same to him
    • so the least he could do is have the courtesy to get angry at you when you do something stupid, to be anything other than polite
    • what you do not know is that Elijah Mikaelson believes himself to be capable of just about anything but shutting you out 
  • Klaus trying to use you as a pawn to bend Elijah to his will 
    • Elijah beating his ass 
  • Once Elijah finally excepts his feelings for you (and I mean finally because I am talking years of denial before he even lets himself kiss you) he finds himself navigating the relationship as though he’s never been in one before
    • because loving like he loves you is an entirely new experience to him 
  • Sometimes he smiles for no reason around you and its because he’s realized he doesn’t quite know how to conduct himself and that he’s almost nervous
    • it reminds him of the more human parts of himself that he thought were long gone  
  • You tend to be snarky but other than that you’re really easygoing and don’t get caught up in the conflicts of New Orleans 
    • He finds this bewildering and refreshing 
  • You actually turn into something of a friend to Klaus 
    • Elijah finds this even more bewildering
  • The cliche Perfect Man 
    • candlelit dinners, walks in the park, puts his jacket around you when you’re cold etc. 
  • You have an almost childish way of finding light in the darkest of situations and that comes to mean so much to the Mikaelson family that they’d do anything to protect it. 
    • It also means that, regardless of the fact that you are dating the oldest living Mikaelson brother, the rest of the siblings try to protect and shelter you as if you were an older version of Hope
    • It drives you crazy 
  • Telling Elijah he actually has to meet your parents  
    • you know he will more than impress them, of course, which is why you mention it so casually
    • but then you see his eyes widen marginally
    • And he’s like “Well … er … what are they like?” 
    • Because people in TVD and TO don’t?? really ever have functional? living? parents? 
    • He starts making calls to set up elaborate dinner reservations and proper entertainment for the evening and you’re like ‘babe.’ 
    • You come from a lower middle class family and Elijah has them picked up by a driver and they’re like ?? Honey are you dating a senator?? 
  • It being a full-time job just to get him to lighten the hell up 
    • you’re good at it though
    • sending him little gifts
    • or letters to brighten his day 
  • Him always being gentle with you in everything he does because after the thing with his mother and the red door he’s uniquely aware of his destructive power 
  • PDA
    • Elijah’s very private so pda is kept to a minimum
    • he likes kissing your hands and your arms?? 
    • little kisses to each of your knuckles individually 
    • his hand on the small of your back 
    • it slowly slides around your waist when he feels like you aren’t close enough
    • he spends a lot of time thinking you aren’t close enough 
  • Once you’re in private though he’s very heated and passionate 
  • He can do that thing where he just looks at you across a crowded room and you blush bc you can tell what he’s thinking 
  • As Elijah’s SO and Klaus’ best friend, you’re one of the only ones trusted enough to watch Hope 
    • Hayley doesn’t trust Klaus’ judgement of course but she trusts Elijah’s so you usually watch Hope when they’re unavailable 
  • Being Elijah’s safe place. 

allura and coran trying to be smug about how much “more evolved” they are than humans (which is making matt pull all his hair out) but sometimes it backfires

  • allura: [smugly] honestly, it’s so sad that you’ll never be able to explore the oceans. they’re almost otherworldly. and so beautiful.
    pidge: uh…actually, we have been able to explore our oceans
    allura: what?
    hunk: i mean, not thoroughly because of how huge they are, but we’ve definitely been down there
    coran: if you can’t alter your respiratory system though, how do you manage to breathe?
    keith: scuba gear. submarines. radars. it’s not that complicated.
    lance: guys it literally works the same way as space exploration. how do you think hunk and i survived on the mermaid planet?
    allura: [softly] …oh my god
    coran: that makes much more sense…
  • coran: ah yes, tragic how you’ve never experienced what it’s like to glide through the air on a nice pair of wings–
    pidge: hang-gliding. parasailing. skydiving.
    lance: planes.
    keith: how exactly do you think we got into space, guys?
    matt: did you guys just go straight from basic transit into space travel?
    allura: well, we had an advantage in that we didn’t waste as much time as you did obsessing over the past.
    shiro: [physically holding matt back] princess, please,
  • coran: ok, we have to blend in with your surroundings, so you lot just wait back here and i’ll go ahead
    hunk: [brandishing camo facepaints] you wish
  • allura: wow, what your species lacks in natural advantages, it makes up for in creativity! maybe that’s your shapeshifting :)
    matt: …you know what, i’ll take it
I Hoped It Was You

Summary:  as requested by anon: “au where baz and simon start talking online bc baz writes drarry fics and simon draws fanart and they do a collab (they don’t know that it’s them)”

Word Count: 8,877

Rating: T

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Chapter 1


           “Stop following me!” Draco shouted.
           "Not until I know what you’re up to,“ Harry spit right back. Draco could see the veins pulsing in Harry’s neck.

           For a second, Draco imagined telling the truth. He could feel the hot lump rising in the back of his throat at the thought of breaking down. Coming clean. Asking for help to get out of this mess he’d got himself in. He’d only done it, any of it, for his family. To help his father get back the power he deserved. But how could Harry, an orphan, ever understand that? He’d never understand what family meant to the Malfoys.

           Draco choked the lump in his throat down. "Then I guess you’ll be following me forever, Potter.”

           "Fine.“ It was a promise.

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Prompt 3 - LAMP - Prince centered

“Quit flirting” “I didn’t mean to!”



“Did anyone say prince?” Prince asked, moving up as he was called by his host. Thomas looked up at him, raising his eyebrow.

“No… I called you by your name…”

“What do you need me for, Thomas?” Prince asked, excitedly. “A new quest to be fulfilled? A new idea to be formulated? An advice?”

“Actually…” Thomas said, sitting on the couch and staring at his creative side. “I just… I was just wondering… Could you like… Stop flirting with all the others?”

Prince froze, before he looked at Thomas, surprised.

“What… do you mean?”

“I mean… well…” Thomas started, clearly a little bit embarrassed. “You are constantly flirting with the other sides, and like… not that it’s a bad thing but… sometimes the viewers forget the message of the video and focus on you… flirting… with the others”

“I… never flirted with any of them” Prince said, firmly, and Thomas raised an eyebrow.

“I mean, calling Anxiety ‘hot topic’ or ‘my chemically unbalanced romance’ or just overall calling them silly nicknames or saying things that could be interpreted as sweet in almost every video to all of them, specially for Anxiety, is really considered flirting” Thomas said, and Prince’s eyes widened.

“N-no! That was meant to be sarcastic and a little bit mean but not… flirty” he said, horrified. “Oh no… That’s why…”

“Yep. You’re everyone’s favorite guy to ship with everyone” Thomas nodded, and Prince slowly sat down in the closest chair.

“Is that why people… think Anxiety and I are…” he mumbled, and Thomas nodded.

“And you and Logic. And you and Morality. Even though the last one is more unusual” Thomas said, shrugging. Prince covered his face, blushing deeply, and the host smiled. “Hey buddy. It’s fine. I was just wondering if you could tone it down a bit so I can get serious messages across”

“Yes, of course… I am terribly sorry Thomas” he said, sighing. “It’s just… I am a prince, so I don’t know actual snarky comments, and when those three irritate me all I can do is call them ‘darkness in the light’ or ‘round eared Spock’ or ‘actual sunshine’ and I-”

“Quit flirting, Roman”


Thomas sighed as Roman rubbed his eyes in defeat.

Inside Thomas’ head, however, everything was a mess.

“He called me Spock?” Logic asked, eyes bright, a dumb smile on his face.

“Actual sunshine” Morality squealed, hugging the pillow closest to him.

“Darkness in the light…” Anxiety chuckled, smiling shyly as he stared at his phone. “He’s so dumb…”

The three let out a deep, lovely sigh.

Maybe Prince should just continue flirting anyway. Thomas hadn’t felt so happy in a long time.

The Road to Redemption: Arrow 5x11 Review (Second Chances)

Arrow introduced Tina Boland tonight, the new BC, and while we didn’t hit a lot of thematic new ground with her character, they set up an interesting juxtaposition between her, Oliver, Felicity and the road one takes to redemption.

My reference to the three characters in no  way means that I see a love triangle. Sometimes I’m gonna have to write their names all together in a sentence. 

Let’s dig in…

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Originally posted by tmlnsn

dasani= y/f/n for the sole reason that i don’t feel like typing out y/f/n every 10 seconds & bc dasani was the first thing i saw while thinking of a name & is the only constant in my life happy reading

“You’re definitely buying that.”

I rolled my eyes as I shook my head at my friend Dasani. Harry and I’s one year anniversary was coming up, and Dasani was currently helping me look for an outfit for our big night out. She ended up dragging me into Victoria’s Secret after catching sight of a baby pink lingerie set in the window.

“Girl, no!”

C’mon, Y/n! Harry’s gonna go crazy when he sees you in this. And it’s baby pink, so it’ll compliment your skin so nicely!” 

“Damn Dasani, why are you so pressed on this?”

Because, Y/n, I’m a caring friend who wants to help her friend get laid. Sex is a crucial factor in a successful relationship, you do know that right?” 

“Yeah but I’ve never– I-I mean–” I cut myself off before taking a deep breath. “I’ve never had sex before.” Dasani’s eyes widened in shock.

“You guys have been together for almost an entire year, and you still haven’t had sex?” she questioned in disbelief. 

“Yeah..” I dragged out, her tone making me feel uneasy. “So?” 

So, he’s going to get bored! Most guys would have left already!”

I rolled my eyes at her ridiculous assumption as I shook my head. She can be so damn annoying sometimes. I often ponder why I continue to stay friends with her.

“Harry’s not like that, D.” She sighed before putting up her hands in defense.

“All I’m saying is that you should give him a lil’ treat after a nice night out. I mean, he’s waited this long.”

I crossed my arms as I gave her a stern look, before focusing my attention to the mannequin. I mean it is our one year anniversary, and he’s never pressured me into anything that I wasn’t ready for. This could be something that we’d both enjoy. 

“Alright,” I sighed in defeat as she squealed like the little pig she was in victory before dragging me off into the dressing room.

Seeing as I had plenty of time to kill before date night, I decided to do a little…research to prepare me for tonight.

Grabbing my laptop after propping myself up against the headboard, I typed my entry into the search bar before hesitantly clicking the “I’m Feeling Lucky”  button. Almost instantly, a raunchy website popped up and I closed my eyes before clicking on a random video. Moans and groans sounded throughout our bedroom as my thoughts began to race.

Why does this look so painful? Shit.

I barely heard the door open as I continued to look on with discomfort as I watched the video. 

“Hiya, love.” I jumped to see Harry in the doorway of our bedroom before quickly slamming the lid of the laptop shut.

“H-hey babe!” Damn it damn it damn it! I should have used headphones! I really hope he didn’t hear any of that! 

“Whatcha doin’?” he asked as he walked towards the bed slowly with a smirk on his face. The little shit. Of course he heard! 

“Nothing, I was just..studying. Nothing,” I mumbled unconvincingly.

“It didn’t sound like ‘nothing’,” he said as he steadily crawled up the bed. “And you’re on summer break.” 

I stuck my foot out to stop him from getting any closer. “You’re so nosy today.”

“Oh, come off it, Y/n!” He caught me by surprise by grabbing my extended leg and dragging me towards him so I was laying flat on my back and wrapped the same leg around his waist. I looked up at Harry as his green eyes stared at my brown ones with mischief. 

“I know what I heard, baby,” he continued, pulling out my bottom lip that I subconsciously captured between my teeth in nervousness before rubbing his thumb over it.

“I’ll let you go if you tell me why you were watching porn,” he said, running his ring-clad hand up and down the bare skin of my thigh that my shorts revealed. 

“I really don’t have to explain myself to you.”

“No need to be sassy, love. M’just curious.” 

“It’s too embarrassing,” I deny as I shake my head.


I released a heavy sigh, my gaze focused on the ceiling before mumbling out an answer.

“What was that?”

I tore my gaze away from the ceiling to give him a stern look. “I’m not saying it again, Harry.”

“Then I guess m’not lettin’ you go.” 

My eyes rolled up to the ceiling once more.

“I wanted to do something special for you tonight for our anniversary.”

“How is that emb-”

“I want you to be my first.” What were only seconds felt like hours as silence stretched between us.

“I was only watching it so that I could know what to do to..please you or whatever.” I brought my hands up to my burning face in embarrassment. “I sound so stupid.”

“Hey, look at me” he says gently as he pulls my hands away from my face and tilts my chin to look at him, “s’not stupid. I’d be honored to be your first, but it’s about you, love. You should only do this if you’re ready.” 

I looked up into his green eyes, which held nothing but sincerity and love. I gently cupped his face and brought him into a gentle but passionate kiss.

“I’m ready.”


I panicked. “Is now not a good time?”

“No! No, I just want you to be sure.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever loved anyone as much as I’ve loved you, so yes, I’m sure.” At this, Harry smiled before pulling me up into a sitting position so that he was straddling me. He pulled me into another kiss, leaving me breathless.

“I love you too, Y/n. So much.”

I guess I’ll save that lingerie for another night.

Harry and I were currently cuddled up in bed, satin sheets covering our naked bodies, basking in each others presence.

“You feelin’ alright, love?” he asked as his thumb stroked my bare arm. I nodded before placing a kiss against his neck. Harry’s eyes were as bright as ever, pupils dilated from bliss. A light shade of red covered his flushed cheeks, and his lips were swollen and red from the previous activities. 

“You’re so pretty.”

“What?” he laughed. 

“I’m serious!”

“Then I must be the luckiest man in the world because you’re gorgeous.”

“What cheesy rom-com did you get that from?”

“M’serious!” We laughed before a comfortable silence fell over us.

“Thank you for being my first,” I said as a looked up at him from where my head was rested on his chest. 

“Thank you for letting me be your first,” he replied while brushing back a loose curl before resting his palm on my cheek.

“Was it better than the porno?” I looked up at him with wide eyes, lightly smacking him in the chest as he smirked.


We went back to our comfortable silence as I traced the swallows tattooed on his chest and Harry continued to play with my hair.

“It was.”

ending was eh, but i still reallyreallyreally hope you guys liked it! also, happy 7th birthday to one direction, 4eva in my hearts


anonymous asked:

Can I request anything showing a tony/natasha friendship? I love the way you write natasha :) Maybe they have the classic sibling relationship where they constantly rag on each other but as soon as someone else tries they shut them down flat? Or whatever really, I'm not picky. Thanks!!

Bahaha the other Avengers are just along for the ride. You are definitely right! Like brother and sister, Tony and Natasha can treat each other like shit, but if someone else treats them like shit, they better get ready to catch hands. (It appears I write this relationship better when there is actually another ship I am supposed to be writing smh.) Watch out for under the cut!

This work can also be found on my Ao3 here.


Steve jumped, clutching his chest. Natasha, who had been playing chess with him, froze like a deer in the headlights.

Tony came to a stop in the doorway, looking livid. He had a plastic bottle clutched in one hand. “Did you?!”

“…Nnno,” Natasha answered slowly.

The brunet let out a screech and lunged for her. “THAT WAS EXPENSIVE AND A TREAT!”

Natasha screamed and dove out of her seat. Tony was only a second behind her, flinging the empty bottle at her head. It connected with an empty thunk and bounced off relatively harmlessly.

The way Tony continued to chase her around the room, fists clenched like he was ready to beat the shit out of her, was not quite so harmless.

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