and catch up on comic books

dad and i watch captain america: the winter soldier
  • dad: oh god it's starting shut up i've been waiting for this for months
  • (movie starts)
  • dad: THESE ARE THE BICEPS OF FREEDOM
  • dad: i don't know what's happening but the french guy fighting cap looks like french macklemore
  • me: how do you even know who macklemore is?
  • dad: i'm hip. i'm cool
  • me: don't you do it
  • dad: i'm gonna pop some tags, only got 20 baguettes in my pocket
  • (five minutes later)
  • dad: is that the Falcon? that's totally the Falcon
  • me: how do you know?
  • dad: i used to read the comic books trust me on this i'm an expert. his superpower was that he could talk to birds
  • me: birds?
  • dad: i mean in hindsight it probably wasn't the most useful thing ever
  • dad: if this winter soldier is supposedly a ghost in the machine that nobody's ever seen, and nobody will ever catch, you would think showing up in broad daylight and blowing up cars would not be his modus operandi
  • dad: how the heck did he laser through concrete??
  • me: idk dad it's nick fury he can probably do whatever he wants
  • dad: i'm sorry attractive nurse who just so happens to live next door, my heart belongs to a seventy year russian dude with a bionic arm
  • me: what
  • dad:
  • dad: nick fury isn't dead. justice never dies. he probably has a billion clones in some top secret storage facility, just waiting for their organ harvest.
  • me: ew dad gross no
  • dad: i really relate to that apple store employee
  • me: we all do dad
  • dad: oh that's that guy from the first movie! i remember him! he was my favorite, his eyes were so blue, and he loved steve so much. i wanted them to get together
  • me: dad good god
  • dad: he was a little less marilyn manson at that point though
  • dad: not that guyliner isn't a good look for this guy
  • dad: when a deadly russian assassin wears eyeliner, it's 'he's so dreamy' and 'wow what a badass'
  • dad: but when i do it it's 'you're too old' and 'bald guys can't pull off make-up'
  • me: dad it was halloween and it was one time you need to let this go
  • dad: so bucky barnes, aka cute cocky guy who died in the first movie, aka steve roger's best friend/boyfriend, is a top secret super scary brainwashed hydra agent?
  • me: mmm-hm
  • dad: called it
  • dad: do you think single handedly destroying jets is just a common, everyday thing for cap? punch a few tanks, feed a few pigeons, take out a plane, help old ladies cross the street...
  • dad: captain america is like your grandad minus the booze and the cussing
  • dad: in all honesty that was a little anti-climactic
  • dad: i was 100% sure nick fury was gonna descend majestically from the heavens, 'All I do is Win' blaring in the background, and single-handedly save everyone's ass
  • dad: scarjo and chris evans are two of the most beautiful people in the world and they are both in this movie and i don't know how to feel about it i have butterflies in my stomach i'm a schoolboy again
  • me: you know on second thought we should have brought mom
  • dad: where's hawkeye? where's bruce? where's tony? where's thor? WHERE ARE ALL THE OTHER AVENGERS AS THE ENTIRETY OF SHIELD IS COMPROMISED AND NICK FURY DIES
  • me: maybe they figured steve could handle it
  • dad: maybe they're all lazy assholes
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wk. 1, 2017:  last week of vacation before second sem starts. trying to catch up on comics and to finish one last book before acads take over. mantra of the week comes from the song “siberia” by ang bandang shirley: pinili ang sarili / sumaya (chose oneself / found happiness). 💛  instagram: sadgirstudying💛  

zarohk  asked:

So, I'm not totally sure the timelines match up, but do you think that Rachel's sisters (especially Sarah who is younger and more naive) could have watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer and decided that Rachel is the Slayer? Goes out at night, all hours, secret boyfriend who only visits her at night, can't tell their single mom, etc.

[First of all: the timelines do actually match up quite well.  In #20 there’s a brief mention of David’s dad (of all people) watching Buffy on TV, and although Animorphs started and ended first most of its run overlaps with Buffy.  Second, I LOVE this idea so much.  Rachel and Buffy are two of the people who were massively influential in teaching me and my friends that it was possible to be girly and tough at the same time.  Third… Voila.]

It starts as a way to distract her sisters, on the nights when their mom can’t make it home and their dad is too busy to call—Rachel will put on whichever Buffy episode she’s got saved in the DVR and all three of them will watch it together.  However, all three of them fall in love with the show over time, until they’re catching each episode live: Sarah laughs at all the puns and hums along with the theme song while Jordan waxes poetical about how dreamy Spike and Angel are.  

Rachel just loves Buffy herself, because there aren’t enough girls on TV that can look that fabulous and kick butt at the same time.  It becomes a weekly ritual, one that Rachel sometimes has to miss if Cassie or Jake calls with urgent news, but she’ll put aside anything short of the alien invasion to catch it with her sisters.

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Jordan meets Rachel at the door, which is a bad sign because their mom and Sarah are both asleep and Rachel herself went to bed six hours ago.  The mission was long, nasty, and exhausting, the way they always are, and Rachel’s too keyed-up from the adrenaline rush to think of a proper excuse for why she’s sneaking in.  

She and Jordan stare at each other in silence for a few seconds, Rachel leaning on the door frame, Jordan holding a comic book in both hands as she sits on the end table in the foyer.  Jordan becomes the first one to speak.  “Sarah and I were talking,” she says.  “And I think we figured it out.”  

Rachel feels her stomach churn.  She’s not as careful with her sisters as her mom.  She never has been.  “Figured what out?”

“It’s okay.”  Jordan clutches her comic book a little more closely, expression solemn.  “We won’t tell Mom.”

Rachel crosses her arms.  “Won’t tell her what, exactly?”

Jordan thrusts the comic book at Rachel.  The cover shows a girl—Buffy Summers, judging by the title—holding a wooden stake in one hand and a sword in the other, her blond hair whirling around her as she thrusts the sword at a spike-covered greyish creature in the corner of the frame.  

Rachel takes a step back from the comic, not sure whether to laugh or to cry.  

“It explains everything.  Where you sneak out to almost every night.  Why you’ve got blood under your fingernails half the time when you get home.  Why you’ve got a secret boyfriend who only comes out at night—”

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” Rachel says reflexively.

Jordan nods, eyes wide.  “Uh-huh.  So you definitely weren’t seen by half the school at last week’s dance with a mysterious guy who has blond hair and is never seen around town.  You don’t have a boyfriend, even though I’ve heard people talking in your room in the middle of the night.  And you always leave your window open, even—especially—when it rains.  Almost like you’re waiting for a secret vampire boy—”

Rachel snorts a laugh.  “Tobias isn’t a vampire.”

Which has exactly the opposite effect than the one she intended.  “Oh my god,” Jordan whispers.  “Tobias as in that guy who disappeared last year? Everyone thought he died—” She gasps.  “Unless he did die.  And now he’s back!”

Much as Rachel wants to laugh and keep laughing until she falls over, she understands that this conversation actually has serious implications.  With effort she sobers herself.  “Look,” she says at last.  “There are things… Things I can’t tell you.  You wouldn’t be safe if I did.”  

She looks Jordan in the eye.  Jordan is taking this conversation seriously—probably more seriously than Rachel herself, for that matter.  “I understand,” Jordan says.  

“As soon as…”  As soon as the war’s over.  “As soon as it’s safe.  I’ll tell you everything.  Right now, there are things I can’t talk to you, or to Mom, about.  But someday I will.  I promise.”  Rachel can’t be more honest than that.  

“Okay.”  Jordan bites her lip.  “I just wanted you to know your secret’s safe with me.  And if you ever need help, like, hiding a body…”

Rachel smiles, overwhelmed with fondness.  “Thanks.”  She yawns.  “Now, if it’s all right with you, Dawn…”

Jordan makes a face.  

“I’m wiped, so I’m going to bed.”  She walks past Jordan and up the stairs to her room.  

“Rachel!”

She turns around.  Jordan is standing at the bottom of the stairs, hugging her comic book against her chest with both hands.  

“On the show,” she says haltingly.  “They say a lot about how slaying’s a dangerous job.  About how most slayers don’t live to be twenty.”  There’s real fear in her eyes, as she looks up at her sister.  

Rachel grins, tossing her hair over her shoulder.  “Really, Jordan, you should learn not to believe everything you see on TV.  After all, it’s just a show.  No vampire’s gonna take me down.”  

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“You know, my sister thinks you’re William the Bloody.”

«Who’s that, a spokesman for Kotex?»

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She doesn’t get much input on the actual headstone; she’s too young for that.  She does, however, manage to put in a special request for the plaque on the statue they erect outside of Washington D.C., a proud grizzly bear rearing up to defend the Capitol.  

Rachel Daniella Berenson, the plaque reads.  She saved the world.  A lot.  

Jason and Tim: Nobody messes with my little brother

Bully: *knocks down Tim’s books* watch where you’re going, nerd!

Jason: *Comes out of know where and punches the bully* if i ever catch you messing with.my brother again, I’ll break your knee caps

Bully: *gets up and runs*

Jason: *Helps him with his books* You okay, Timmy?

Tim: Yeah, I’m fine thank-

Jason: *Knocks down his books* love you, bro! 😁 *walks away*

some tobes n jim things

part two

  • someone: breaks a glass object
    -both of them simultaneously: “same” 
  • hyping each other for battle 
    -“you got this tobes!! knock em dead!!”
    “you know it~” 
  • 4am texting
    -tobes: jim only ten percent of the ocean has been explored what if trolls lived there
    jim: it’s 4am but i’m listening 
  • • call each other nicknames like ‘troll bros’ ‘my man’ ‘my dork’ 
  • • the ‘hamilton phase’
    -“tobes”
    “yeah jimbo”
    “i guess you could say, ever since we found out about the trolls, the world turned upside down
    “bLOODY HECK JIM
    -taking turns making the beats vs rapping the lyrics
    -both found near bawling after binge listening to ‘burn’ and ‘stay alive reprise’ for a good half hour
    -both alternating between watching and pretending to be eliza
    -when someone says ‘who do you think you are??’ they almost explode into 'hERCULES MULLIGAN’ 
  • sleep deprivation makes for the weirdest descisions
    -“bye jim imma go n find a lady friend for the gnome”
    “k bye”
    -“tobes watch this imma deck this guy”
    “wait jim that’s a coatrAC- oops” 
  • helping each other out when they have anxiety/panic attacks
    -jim has a ton of anxiety, stress, but he acts like he doesn’t so when it finally catches up, he’s pretty non responsive
    -“hey jimbo. want me to sit here? i have a new comic book that we can read”
    slow nod and it’s quiet and nice and calming
    -also teaching jim ways to soothe his emotions so he doesn’t randomly burst into armor
    -teaching blinky and aarrggh about said anxiety/panic attacks and how to help
  • “hey blinky don’t you just love tobes.” soft sniff “my man.” 
  • when jim gets overwhelmed by how freakin head over heels he gets, tobes will bring several playlists of falling in love songs, and candy
    -“she’s just so !!!” noms on candy “cot damn i love caramel” 
  • -during these, they get so sugared up that they eventually just become a giggling mess
    -“omg jim”
    “what”
    trolls exist
    five straight minutes of laughing that causes crying 
  • jim being there for tobes after a long day with the dentist/orthodontist 
  • sleep piles after long days jim usually ends up wrapping around tobes because he long 
  • you know the blippin SECOND tobes gets a crush jim will be all over it
    -“soOOoo who’s the lucky one tobes~?”
    “i will get you later”
    “you know you love me”
    “i hate that it’s true rn” 
  • holding hands when in danger/calm down one another/ or be protective as heck
    -“this is my jim. go away”
    “omg tobes” 
  • jim likes more alternative rock/garage band and tobes more pop/ accapella
    -they both agree on electro swing tho 
  • spontaneous dancing/rap battles when things get dull or just waiting for something 
  • “bro” “bro” 
  • after battle juice boxes 
  • memes 
  • calling each other 'babe’ unironically 
  • "do you need to have a troy bolton moment” “yes” 
  • late night studies
  • “jim hold me” falls over onto jim “wait wha- wAIT CRAP TOBES”

amistillfeeling  asked:

B! B! RAE!

I knew someone was going to ask :P

  • who hogs the duvet: 
    RAVEN. She is a notorious blanket hog! She is actually the worst, especially if it’s cold. BB has threatened to buy a new blanket if she doesn’t learn to share. Now, he’ll force cuddle because at least this way, he still gets some covers. (Also, spooning <3)
  • who texts/rings to check how their day is going:
    Beast Boy. Raven is more likely to text, but BB will call. He loves hearing her voice, and, so help him if he hears something’s happened, her phone rings immediately. 
  • who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts:
    Raven. She is super meticulous about what to get him because she wants him to LOVE it. She spends a lot of time doing research (aka, asking Vic, snooping around his social media, etc).
  • who gets up first in the morning:
    Raven. She’s an early riser and often likes to meditate on the roof as the sun is rising. BB is a night owl and usually stays up late binging shows/movies/games.
  • who suggests new things in bed:
    Mostly Raven, but she does ask BB about his ideas. They need to both be comfortable with it, otherwise it’s a no go. 
  • who cries at movies:
    BB. Raven is way more composed with her emotions, for obvious reasons. However, there’s a certain movie about a certain dog she won’t name that had her come pretty damn close. 
  • who gives unprompted massages:
    Beast Boy; any excuse to touch her, and nine times out of ten, it leads to sex.
  • who fusses over the other when they’re sick
    They both do. Raven is way more subtle. Beast Boy will dote on her; make her soup, tea, get her her favourite book, etc. Raven merely gets super overprotective, as whenever BB gets sick, it’s usually from a super strong bug. So he’s literally almost dying. She doesn’t leave his side when he’s sleeping, and when he’s awake, everything is somehow there and ready for him. 
  • who gets jealous easiest:
    Both. Beast Boy and Raven both feel as if they are out of each other’s league, and are often easily intimidated by other potential love interests, especially if they happen to fall into their said ‘types’.
  • who has the most embarrassing taste in music:
    Beast Boy. He listens to every genre. Everything. Even the stupid stuff if it’s funny. Rae is a bit more particular. 
  • who collects something unusual:
    They both do. BB likes to collect some sort of memorbilia from every epic showdown the Titans have (even something as simple as a piece of concrete from the building Plasmus crashed). Raven will collect strange flowers/plants and dry them in books before framing them. 
  • who takes the longest to get ready:
    Beast Boy when they’re going out somewhere nice. If it’s for a fight/emergency, Raven takes longer. Leotards are not easy. 
  • who is the most tidy and organised:
    Raven. She’s not exactly a neat freak, but she likes organization because it makes finding things easier.
  • who gets most excited about the holidays:
    Beast Boy. He gets them couple costumes for Halloween every year, and one Christmas, when he was Santa, Raven dressed up as his little sexy helper. He hadn’t expected it and nearly fainted. 
  • who is the big spoon/little spoon:
    As mentioned in the cover hogging, BB is the big spoon because, otherwise, Raven will steal all the blankets. It never lasts if he’s the little spoon. 
  • who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports:
    Surprisingly, Raven. She rage quits a lot. Sometimes, BB lets her win. It isn’t worth her feeling all down and glum for the rest of the night.
  • who starts the most arguments:
    Raven. Have you met her? She’s a bit of a grouch. She lightens up eventually, but I do feel like Rae would be argumentative with anyone she dated.  
  • who suggests that they buy a pet:
    BEAST BOY. Rae cannot even begin to explain the amount of times he’s given her the whole ‘it followed me home’ spiel. 
  • what couple traditions they have: No matter what, they always spend New Years together. Once a week, they have a game night and a show/movie binge night. Every Sunday, they go out for a nice breakfast.
  • what tv shows they watch together:
    GoT, most anime, anything sci-fi/magic related, Gordon Ramsey cooking shows.
  • what other couple they hang out with: Usually Rob/Star and Cy/whoever he’s dating at the time. 
  • how they spend time together as a couple: 
    They’ll go out for dinner and a movie, sometimes a trip to the park if it’s nice, and have a small picnic. When they’re at home, they’re perfectly comfortable in one another’s company. Whether it’s cuddling under the covers while watching horror movies, or Raven reading while BB catches up on comic books, they simply like being around one another. Eventually, they do some travelling. 
  • who made the first move:
    Raven. It was hard, but BB is pretty oblivious, so she definitely kisses him first. Plus, this is how it went down in the comics, too.
  • who brings flowers home:
    Beast Boy. He likes being a sappy romantic, and Rae won’t admit it, but she likes it, too.
  • who is the best cook:
    Probably Beast Boy. If it weren’t for him and Vic, that girl would be living off cup noodles. She burns everything she touches. BB can cook, even non vegetarian dishes. He’d just prefer not to handle the meat. His desserts are actually pretty delicious, though. 
Don’t Wanna Fall In Love

Prompt: Requested by Anonymous. “Oh my god you have no idea how happy I am that requests are open! You’re like my favorite writer on here. Okay so could you do one with punk Gerard and like everyone hates him and so does Y/N but then one day they get paired to do a project for school and so they have to meet up at Gerard’s house and Y/N is not happy about it but then it turns out Gerard’s actually a total sweetheart and then lots of fluff thanks 😊”

Word Count: 1,814

Pairing: Gerard x Reader

A/N: omg you’re so sweet! <3

You know those kids at school that everyone hates, usually without reason? Everyone has always just hated them, well, Gerard Way is that kid. Of course he has friends, some idiot named Frank, but the majority of the school hates him and honestly you don’t know why. But you hate him too. You like to tell yourself that you hate him for good reason because you’re not the kind of person to go around hating people without thought as to why, so your mind supplies you with the little things he does that drive you nuts. Like how he always starts debates in class so the teacher will forget to assign homework, or how he never seems to change his clothes, or the way he looks better in makeup than you do. They’re stupid reasons to hate a person, especially when he’s never even spoken a word to you, but he’s Gerard Way and you’re supposed to hate him.  

“Is he assigning partners today?” Your best friend asks you as you file into your Spanish class. You have been talking about your midterm project for a few days but you can’t get started until partners are assigned and you’ve been hopeful every day all week.

“I hope so,” You reply, taking your seats beside one another.

The teacher is too tall for his pants, he always is, and his socks are scrunched down around his shoes. He looks like a dorky grandpa who dances to quiet music at the family party. His eyes are a faded out grey but when he starts talking and Spanish tongue fills the room he lights up and his eyes dance across the class like everything is filling with colour and life in front of his very eyes. It’s the main reason you like him so much, his passion for what he’s teaching.

“So let’s talk about your project,” He starts and a few kids groan. He starts pairing kids off and you get more and more worried the more names he says, losing friends left and right until finally he calls out your name and…Gerard fucking Way, of course.

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Time for Friday Reads! Here’s what we’re working on:

Critic Annalisa Quinn: Going retro with The Count of Monte Cristo, plus The Woman in Cabin 10 because I haven’t been having nearly enough nightmares.

Blogger Colin Dwyer:Duplex by Kathryn Davis! Finally acting on repeated recommendations from a friend with immaculate taste in books. I’m jumping in with high expectations.

Producer Jessica Reedy: This weekend I plan on starting Scaachi Koul’s One Day We’ll All Be Dead and None of This Will Matter. Alyssa Rosenberg compared Koul’s writing to Nora Ephron, so I’m VERY excited!

Tumblr-ista Petra Mayer: I’m catching up with my MASSIVE comics TBR pile, in honor of Free Comic Book Day tomorrow.

And I’m reading Ben Lerner’s 10:04. How about you??

-Nicole

A Different Story || Peter Parker x Reader

[prompt: the main character of your story falls in love with someone they were not originally supposed to be with.]

{summary: being a fan of spiderman since he was a child, Dirk Richardson is over the moon when he finds a rather thick copy of a spiderman comic simply titled ‘homecoming’ at his local comic book store.

knowing that the movie would release during the summer, he purchases the comic and is confident that he would know the plotline to the movie before anyone else.

little does he know, this comic is a tad bit different when Peter Parker seems to have a mind of his own and focuses his attention on a girl who goes by the name [Full Name]}

this story is going to be SO META. It’s something I’ve always wanted to write this when I had first seen that prompt on Reddit’s Writing Prompt subreddit. Despite the confusing summary, it will all make sense once you all read this story, I promise 。゚(TヮT)゚。

dedicated to @siqnificance, bc mina is bae and I love her so much.

OC Mention: Dirk Richardson, an avid spiderman fan who is the narrator of this story.

warnings: none

legend: parts beginning in bold indicate Dirk’s POV.| parts beginning with italics indicates Peter’s POV.

**please don’t repost/plagiarize this story. reblogs are fine!**

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Out of all of my superhero biases, I gotta say that my absolute favorite has to be Spider-Man.

Being an average dude of average build myself sporting dark brown hair and plain grey eyes, I could relate to Peter Parker on so many levels. Here, we are given this absolute nerd who’s just trying to survive high school. Through some twist of fate, he gets bitten by a radioactive spider and gets all of these awesome abilities.

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Childhood story #2

The wedding

“Fucking dishes,” Shisui closed the tap before taking the gloves off. He threw them on the counter causing it to get wet again.

“Can you put these in the cupboard?” Itachi held two mugs. The curly haired teenager ran his hand through his hair before looking rather annoyed.

“Do it yourself, ‘Tachi!” He snapped.

“Owh, Shisui, I want to but…My height in total is 145 cm. You think I can reach that far?” The eleven years old shoved the mugs back in Shisui’s hands and the older boy was left with no comeback.

“Fine, whatever.”

“So is the moodiness coming from your acne getting worse?” The voice of Itachi sounded teasing.

“It is acne…Wait you said that..I thought you meant pimples.” Shisui put the mugs back in their place.

“You know it is normal around your age-”

“I know that! You don’t have to lecture me.” Shisui sighed annoyed.

“You know what might help-”

“You shutting up about it. You aren’t a doctor. You are allowed to lecture me if you are wearing a white coat and a stethoscope around your neck, like my dermatologist.”

“At Least I know how to spell ‘stethoscope’.” Itachi grinned evilly the moment Shisui looked down at him.

“You were one of mom’s big mistakes.”

“After you.” This kid was on fire, and Shisui only got more frustrated with it.

“Owh…Now I feel bad.” Both Shisui and Itachi looked at Madara, holding a dirty glass, “No wait..I don’t!” With a satisfied look on his face, he put the glass down. “Good luck, suckers.”

“I take that back. He was her biggest mistake.” Shisui said pointing at Madara, who was walking away while sticking up his middle finger.

“Something we can agree on.” Itachi looked at Shisui and they both chuckled before grabbing the gloves.

“Niisan~ Are you ready for our wedding?” The voice seemed to come from behind the corner. Both Shisui and Itachi turned their heads and saw a small bit of Sasuke’s shoulder, who was hiding behind the wall.

“Otouto, I will be done in a minute-” He wanted to walk towards the six years old, but the boy heard the steps and suddenly covered his eyes, “No~Niisan, it is bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding!”

“Ah~ right! Give me half an hour.”

“Half an..Hour..” Sasuke repeated questionable.

“When you look at the clock and see the long line reach the number 12. Alright?”

“Yes!” The kid ran the other way and Itachi couldn’t help but to smile seeing his baby brother run to the garden.

“What is that about?” Shisui asked.

“Owh he wants to marry me. I read about it, it turns out that some kids go through this phase.”

“Why don’t you read a comic book, like every darn kid.”

“Are you jealous?” Itachi raised a cocky eyebrow. Shisui scoffed and turned back to the sink.

“At the very least I expected to be invited to the wedding of my own brothers.” He joked.

“Very well, half an hour by the oak tree in the park. Don’t be late for the ceremony, and as a gift, I would recommend some tomatoes from the fridge, also there is no free bar.”

“Why should I even be going?” Shisui shook his head.

“Can I borrow your white top? I sort of promised him to wear white.”

“No,”

“Comen on! I promised!” Itachi argued.

“Won’t be the first  promise you break in his life.”

“Don’t be mean. I won’t ever do that. And I don’t need your top. I will ask mom.”

“Right, ask for her dress while you are on it.” Shisui rolled his eyes, though it didn’t bug Itachi one bit. As Itachi wore his white pants and his mother’s blouse he had some minor struggles braiding his hair as Sasuke had requested.

“Itachi, what are you doing?” Izuna cocked his head confused.

“Ah, could you help me braid my hair?” Without having to ask for a second time. Izuna was already on it. He sat on the couch while Itachi sat in front of him. “So, I am going to braid a lock on the right and then on the left. Then I will join them together in the back.” He said it like he was really good at it, though the end results were two crappy braids joined together with a hairpin.

“Dad?” Itachi saw his father read the paper, “Could you walk me down the aisle? I am getting married today..Sort of..”

“Are you an adult already? They are right…Time flies by.” Fugaku lowered the paper to look at his son, sitting on the ground. “You look just like your mother.”

“Dad, stop the lame jokes. They are not funny.” Itachi showed one teenage characteristic that stayed with him till the early twenties; he rolled his eyes dramatically.

“Sasuke wants to marry me,” Itachi stated, causing Fugaku to drop his paper on the ground.

“It is apparently a phase kids go through,” Shisui added.

“I know that!” Fugaku raised his voice, “Why you? I am his daddy..He is supposed to ask me to marry him.” The old man seemed to be hurt.

“Maybe he knows you will die fast anyway. You are already so old.” Shisui received a deadly glare from his father. “Besides, shouldn’t we worry about him not marrying mom, who is like the only female in this house?” The curly haired boy got ignored.

“It is probably nothing personal, dad,” Itachi said.

“Why am I not invited?” Izuna asked.

“You can come, it’s in the park,” Itachi said and got up from the ground.

“He is there alone?” Shisui’s eyes looked concerned for a moment.

“No, Obito is with him. I think he dragged Madara along.” Itachi grabbed the two candy rings. “You can be the ring man.” he handed the rings to Izuna. “Don’t eat them.”

“I will tag along. I can tease both of you forever with this.” Shisui smiled.

“Yeah seems life is teasing you with the acne,” Fugaku muttered as he got up.

“Dad!” Shisui shouted.

Oxoxoxoxxo

“Ah, there is your bride, Sasuke. Look!” Obito pointed at the grass seeing Itachi walk towards them.

“Aaaah~ aniki is so pretty!” Obito chuckled seeing how adorable Sasuke was as he looked in awe. “Ah, daddy is here too!” He clapped his hands from excitement.

“Am I the only one finding this weird?” Madara sighed, sitting on the grass next to some stuffed animals. “And why does a teddy bear get to be the best man? I am a human.” Madara glared at mr. Roary. “I sure hope his real wedding has an open bar.”

“Shush, it is starting.” Obito threw a branch at Madara.

“Dude..He wore his good shirt for this.” Shisui took a seat next to Madara.

“Even a tie…A ninja turtle tie, but a tie,” Madara added, “So they involved dad in this too?”

“He even got offended why Sasuke wants to marry Itachi and not him.”

“Why do I have such a weird family.” Madara exhaled exhausted.

“We both.”

“Shut up, if freak shows still existed you would be known as Acne-boy the personification of Acne. If you were a comic book character you would be Acne-nator and your super ability would be to gross people out.” Madara turned his head to the imaginary aisle, his hair touching Shisui’s face, causing the boy to sneeze. “Are you catching a cold? Are you alright? Do you want my jacket?” Madara asked, looking at Shisui from the corner of his eyes.

“You need to see a therapist,” Shisui muttered before looking at Obito standing in front of the oak tree, holding a sheet of paper while Itachi and Sasuke were holding hands.

“We gathered here…In front of this oak tree to-”

“Kidding me? You really studied the lines-”

“It is from the internet, now shush!” Obito pointed at Madara, indicated the other to ‘zip it’.  He continued reading the after the sheet of paper before lowering it, “So you two have your own vows?” He asked. Sasuke nodded eagerly before grabbing a sheet of paper from under mr. Roary.

“Come on! He can’t even read!” Shisui threw his head back, not believing the sight.

“Hey! Objections come later!” Sasuke pouted before turning his head back at Itachi. He cleared his throat and turned the sheet of paper around, showing the drawing to Itachi.  “Niisan, this is us! Over like..Uhm..ten years! When we are old.” Sasuke pointed at the two stick figured in the middle, “But we are still happy and we have fun. We always play games and eat dango and tomatoes. I drew these hearts because will still loved you very very much.” He looked up and smiled a teeth showing smile while his cheeks turned pink, “I also drew the moon and the sun because I will love you day in and out. And Maddy made me glue the balloon there because he said I needed it for our honeymoon.”

Shisui eyes widened looking at the glued on condom. He turned his head to Madara.

“He doesn’t know what it is anyway!” He muttered before getting the very same look from Fugaku.

“And I know, there will be times that..I am messy and I think you are nagging. Like, Sasuke take a bath or Sasuke get in your pajamas or Sasuke go to bed and clean after yourself. But I love you no matter what.” He smiled lowering the drawing and grabbed the candy ring to put around his brother’s finger. Itachi laughed and poked Sasuke’s forehead.

“No matter what you decide to do in life. I will love you forever.” He said before joining their foreheads together before putting the other candy ring around Sasuke’s finger.

“With the ‘imaginary’ power invested in me by the country of Konoha. I declare you…Married.” Obito ripped the sheet of paper in two, “You may kiss your spouse.”

“What is a spouse?” Sasuke asked and looked at Obito who pointed at Itachi. “Niisan!” He wrapped his arms around his older brother and pushed his lips on top of Itachi for a short mini-kiss. Itachi lifted his little brother up and Sasuke automatically pressed his cheek against his brothers while wrapping his legs around Itachi.

“So, I have been promised ice-cream.” Madara ran his hand through his hair and looked at Obito.

“This is a beautiful moment and all you can think of is the bargain that made you come here.”

“Hella.”

“Hella, what does that mean, niisan? I mean…Waif..No….Husband?.. I mean spouse!”

“Look at you learning fast, little genius!” Obito patted Sasuke’s head.

“This is a beautiful moment. Let’s celebrate with some ice cream.” Fugaku said as he stood up.

“Yes! yess!” Izuna jumped up and down, “but now that Itachi and Sasuke got married.” Izuna looked at the two before looking back at Fugaku, “Can I marry Madara-nii?”

Fugaku lowered his head before exhaling deeply.

“Children…More like back stabbers…”He muttered.

——————

*11 years later*

“Niisan,” Sasuke looked at his brother stepping inside the car. He was busy on his phone as his other hand was wrapped around the seatbelt.

“No, you can’t skip therapy. No discussions.” Itachi didn’t even look up.

“Can I have your hand?” Sasuke asked.

“Why?” Itachi asked he frowned while looking at the display.

“Come on, I won’t bite.”

“I don’t know about that.” Itachi put his phone down.

“Come on, worse case scenario, you will lose an arm.” Sasuke rolled his eyes.

“I don’t know about you, but losing an arm is a pretty big deal for me.” Itachi sighed and gave in to Sasuke’s ‘pleading’. He turned his head to look at the window before feeling something wrapped around his index finger.

“You may look now.” Sasuke’s voice sounded slightly excited. Itachi didn’t react to it. “Niisan..”

“You said ‘may’-”

“MUST!” Sasuke threw his hands in the air, “you are impossible!” Itachi smirked as he then turned his head around. His heart skipped a beat as he looked at the candy ring around his finger. He looked closer, making sure his eyes weren’t tricking him.

“I walked past a candy shop and they were playing that 50 cent song so..I went to check it out and turns out they are making the exact brand again. I couldn’t help myself to get you your cherry flavored one…Since I ate yours back then.” Sasuke scratched his cheek before looking at his niisan.

“Nii…San..D-don’t cry! I didn’t mean to offend you or anything-” Sasuke gasped as Itachi suddenly jumped on him, his head hit the window, but it wasn’t too hard. “Aniki!”

“I still love you so, so, so much~ Otouto!!” He exclaimed, his chest pressed tightly against Sasuke’s. The younger Uchiha chuckled, letting his hand stroke Itachi’s back.

“Y’know as two old farts…I must admit…You are still pretty…Now get off me before people get the wrong idea-” He stopped mid-sentence, causing Itachi to turn his head around and see Naruto drag Sakura from her arm away from the car.

“Too late anyway.” Sasuke sighed as Itachi smiled and wrapped his arms around his little brother again.

-Special thanks to @emeneska-chan for editing-

{Fanfiction} You Look Better

Title: You Look Better
Author: Tsubame Ongaku aka The Blue and Gold of @bughead-fanfiction 
Fandom: Riverdale (TV Show) and BUGHEAD
Rating: G
Disclaimer: The series belong to CW with characters belonging to its respective artists.

Prompt:  If you could do one with Betty at school wearing Jughead’s clothes (like his flannel, beanie,etc.) that would be the cutest thanks.

Summary:  Clothes maketh a man.  Jughead is a firm believer of this.  He was Jughead and the clothes on his back reminded him that.  However, he knows how to share when the situation calls for it … 

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Come and Get Me

Come and Get Me

Fic Summary: You and Ryan have a chance meeting where you bond over comics. Unfortunately, you forget to give him your number and are worried you missed your chance. Until you see a poster for Let’s Play: Live, and you vow not to make the same mistake twice. Masterpost Fic Song. 

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Fluffy & Smut

A/N: Alright, so I am not “returning” to Ryan/Reader inserts per se. This wonderful story was actually commissioned, and the beautiful person suggested I share it with you all to promote my commissions. So, I’m taking her advice! Enjoy!

Originally posted by creganstarks

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                                 Humanized Warrior Headcanons

Hello, ah…I wanted to share some humanized Warrior headcanons.

* Brackenfur and Sorreltail are incredibly wealthy, although Brackenfur donates most of his funds to charity and repairs around the territory.

* In TFW, Hollyleaf was homeless at first, so Cinderheart offered to let Hollyleaf stay with her until she got herself back up on her feet since staying in her old bedroom at Squirrelflight’s would be too awkward.

* Birchfall and Berrynose are those two guys who yell during the football game then get kicked out later. Thing is, Berrynose is the football coach…

* Firestar has an uncanny ability to pick out the worst tacky t-shirts possible. In fact, in StarClan his normal go-to outfit is a green vacation shirt with bright orange sunglasses on them.

* Gaudy shirts aside, Firestar also almost singlehandedly improved relations amongst Clan cats and outsiders, and while under his leadership, death rates and attack rates dropped 24%.

* Spiderleg slicks his hair back but it ends up looking oily and greasy with a small piece sticking up at the top. He’s never seen without a suit and tie, is incredibly formal and usually has his nose buried in a newspaper.

* Rosepetal and Blossomfall are total weebs who cosplay and argue with Toadstep over dub vs sub. They’re pretty much housemates and share a single apartment. They also work across the road from each other - Rosepetal in a flower shop, and Blossomfall as a employee at a tattoo parlor. She hopes to take over the business when she’s older.

* Blossomfall is also a secret fan of Lolita and Victorian era style clothing. And steampunk.

* Toadstep I see as pretty much a gamer, who loves discussing video games. He’s constantly begging Lionblaze to play WoW, CoD, and loves indie horror games.

* I can totally see Bumblestripe wearing a fedora (an actual fedora, not a trilby), and wearing Ralph Lauren-esque clothing.

* Toadstep also likes wearing fedoras, but he gets them mixed up with trilbies.

* Surprisingly, I don’t see Ashfur wearing a fedora. I guess it’s because it’s too obvious. Honestly, I seem him looking pretty normal. Nothing unusual or surprising. I think that way it makes his er…tantrum more shocking. I see Ashfur as a well liked popular guy who’s affection (obsession) was solely focused on Squirrelflight.

* Lionblaze used to collect a bunch of comic books. Now, Hollytuft reads them. (Sorrelstripe likes playing outside sports more and Fernsong loves catching frogs and toads.)

* Cloudtail is albino while Ivypool is leucistic. For both a sunburn is serious, and when Brightheart is out with Ambermoon, Dewnose and Snowbush, she and grandpa Cloudtail play chess and checkers.

* Dovewing can shoot a bow and arrow and hit her target perfectly with her eyes closed.

* Dovewing also likes frilly clothing, as long as it’s practical. She finds a short cute skirt easy to fight in, but wears gray leggings underneath them

* Almost everyone stops at Daisy’s house since she always has something fixed to eat.

* Speaking of Daisy, I keep imagining her with a soft Southern voice. At the same time, I hear Hazeltail, Mousewhisker and Berrynose as Latino.

* Millie is a major germaphobe who expects her house to be spotless. She’s the type that’ll swipe her hand on the floor and if she sees dirt, she’ll tell you to do it over again. She runs a cleaning business and Bumblestripe usually gets suckered into helping her out.

* Briarlight is literally one of the strongest Warriors in the living Clans. There are only three people who beat her in an arm wrestling match - Lionblaze, Bramblestar, and Sorrelkit. (Of course Briarlight let Sorrelkit win)

* Ferncloud ran a daycare center. The day she died, she was defending the children who were trapped in there with a broomstick and kitchen knife.

* Hawkfrost carries a mirror with him everywhere, even training practice.

* Speaking of Hawkfrost, he can sing really, really well. He is actually very famous, under the alias “Isaac Star” and is the lead singer in the rock band “Frostbite”. After concerts, he’ll recruit potential trainees, usually 12 to 19 year olds who can easily be convinced. So, he’s pretty much a terrorist working as a rockstar.

* Sol’s can also sing very well, to almost an entrancing degree.

* Runningwind never lost a race.

* Graystripe makes a ton of Dad jokes. You know, those awful cringworthy Dad jokes where you just have to beg to make it stop.

* Featherwhisker had incredibly long hair that reached the ground. The apprentices and Spottedpaw/leaf loved to braid it.

* I don’t know why, but I really love the idea of Kestrelflight being a crossdresser. He’ll just wear dresses because he thinks they’re more comfortable.

* I also like the idea that Rowanstar is intersexed, and that Mosskit was born he/him but wants to be identified as she/her.

* Willowshine is a vegan and Mothwing is an atheist. They both live in a fairytail-esque cottage on the river as mentor and apprentice.

* Ivypool paints her nails dark blue or black (some hard to see color in the blue ranges) because she found it masked the scent of blood from training practice. Whitewing just assumed it was a quirk until Ivypool explained it afterwards. Although Ivypool doesn’t mind having her nails painted either.

* Hollyleaf and Crowfeather have almost exactly the same mannerisms, and it can be seen side-by side in old photos.

* Hollyleaf also keeps her hair long, (she won’t cut it above her waist) despite complaining how it’s constantly getting in her way. When asked, she replies she doesn’t want to look like “that guy”. However, in the final battle, when Firestar told her to prepare for war, she unsheathed her sword, and crudely cut her hair to her neck without a second thought. Everybody was shocked. “Long hair is a liability in battle.”

* In the same matter, Leafpool cut her floor-length hair to her ears when she resigned as medicine cat. This was a sign of showing shame towards herself, as long hair represents longevity and prosperity as well as respect and reverence in the Clans culture.

* The Clans are very cuddly and touchy-feely towards their own Clanmates. To an outsider, watching them can be a rather unusual experience. They shower together, sleep together, and to them, it is a normal part of their culture. Asking someone to sleep with them is seen as a gesture of friendship and trust as opposed to sexual interaction.

* The Clans have an alarming tendency towards genetic mutation and recessive genes, such as Deadfoot’s paw, or the different skin pigment patches on Tawnypelt’s back and Blossomfall’s shoulders.

* Sexuality is not a concern of the Clans. They do not have the same stigma towards homosexuality and transexuality as real human society tends to. However, when times are tough, such as a shortage in population, problems often arise.

* Medicine Cats often have it the worst. The rules laid out for them to follow are exceedingly complicated and restricting, such as wearing concealing clothes, performing rituals and rites to honor StarClan and ward off evil spirits, and being condemned from a mate and children. It has become less strict as the years passed. For characters like Jayfeather and Mothwing, they pretty much ignore the rules on clothing and wear whatever.

* Female warriors are not restricted from fighting and protecting their Clan as well as having no restrictions from other parts of Clan society, but in the past, they were often expected to bear children, and even today, issues arise when a female of high status such as deputy or leader has children. It has been improving however, since Leafstar proved that children were not a hindrance in her leadership.

Unfortunately, the Clans are pretty rude towards each other and outside groups such as kittypets and loners. ESPECIALLY kittypets. They all have a high sense of nationality, and occasionally imperialistic goals.
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I wanted to make headcanons that weren’t completely idealistic or caused a suspension of belief effect. I tried to craft a bit of a completely different society and world that shared some problems like our world and various societies, as no place is perfect. Anyways, here are some of my headcanons for humanized!Warriors.

(I had to look up what leucism was. ^^“)

reyxa-deactivated20160711  asked:

For the 'I love you' prompt: 33 with Adrienette I will DIE

The way you said 'I love you’ 
33. On a post-it note

garbage writer presents u with a garbage fic please enjoy 



Marinette is freaking out. 

She’s been staring at the inside cover her textbook for entirely too long.  

Alya leans over. “Marinette?” she whispers.

Marinette doesn’t answer.

Alya reaches out and pulls the textbook towards herself, and Marinette’s attention snaps to her.

“No!” she shouts, lunging for the book. Marinette freezes and she gives a sheepish smile to the front of the room as she comically leans over Alya’s lap, arms outstretched, with one knee up on the bench and the other foot touching the ground.

She catches Adrien’s eye and her face goes hot. He giggles and turns back around to face Mrs. Mendeleiev, who is glaring disapprovingly at Marinette.

“Marinette, will there ever be a lesson that doesn’t get interrupted?” she purses her lips.

“Sorry, Mrs. Mendeleiev.” Marinette’s voice cracks, causing the class to erupt into stifled giggles. All the while, Mrs. Mendeleiev’s stare looks like it could burn holes through the wall. Marinette slowly slides the book back towards her seat as she sits back down, and Alya snorts, earning a death glare from Marinette.

When the class finally settles and Mrs. Mendeleiev resumes writing on the board, Marinette plucks a post-it note from the page, shoves it haphazardly into her pocket, and promptly plants her face on the book.


Marinette is still freaking out.

She sits on a bench in the locker room, staring at the crumpled post-it in her hand. The small, neat cursive has become slightly smudged, but she can clearly still make out the words you’re beautiful.

She jerks to attention at a tap on her shoulder, and she looks up to meet brilliant green eyes. “What do you have there, Marinette?” Adrien asks, a hint of a blush creeping up his face.

Marinette giggles uncomfortably and balls the post it up in her hand.

“Oh, nothing.”


The next day, it’s on her locker. I can’t stop thinking about your eyes, it reads. Alya sidles up next to her, and gasps when she reads it.

“Marinette!” she exclaims. “It looks like you have a secret admirer!”

“Oh no,” Marinette groans.

Adrien brushes past her. “What’s that?” he asks, leaning over Marinette’s shoulder to get a look at it. A few strands of his hair tickle her neck, and heat rises up to her face from that spot. Her brain short-circuits, but luckily Alya thinks fast enough to cover the note with her hand.

“Just a locker door, Adrien.” Alya says nonchalantly. “Speaking of, shouldn’t you be getting to yours?”

Adrien looks a bit caught off-guard, but he nods. “Yeah. See you, Marinette,” he says, a little wistfully.


You’re what heaven looks like slipped into her backpack.

The room lights up when you smile on top of her lunchbox.

God, I hope you’re getting these, inside her chemistry book.

I am, Marinette thinks. And they’re killing me.


It’s been a week. A whole week of agony. A whole entire week of not knowing and making sure Adrien doesn’t know about the notes, either. Because what if he thinks she’s secretly dating someone?

Marinette doesn’t think she can handle that.


Marinette is half an hour early to school that morning. She couldn’t sleep, so there was no point lying in bed. She had to get out of the house. So she did all she could think to do, and came to school.

She yawns and closes her eyes as she comes up to her locker, and when she opens them, she finds Adrien biting his lip in concentration as he smooths something out onto her locker door. She inhales sharply, and Adrien whips his head around to face her, eyes wide in surprise.

He pulls his hands away from her locker as if the cool metal burned him, and instead runs them through his hair nervously. He mutters something about it being early and that he needs more coffee, and oh, he must have come to the wrong locker, before he turns and darts away.

Marinette stands rooted to the spot for a moment, but she shakes herself out of her confused daze and plants herself in front of the locker.

On the door is a post-it note. The writing on it is in the same, unmistakable cursive:

I love you. 

Chirrut Îmwe 

the force is with me.

he was my favorite character in rogue one ,over the holidays i got to catch up on movies ,sat down to ipman 1 2 and 3 and the rest of Donnie yens films super action star and director.