and this bit really made me laugh

Mine//H.S. Imagine//

Written from this request:  How about an imagine where harry gets jealous but it ends all cuddly and sweet? I dunno just cute and jealous harry makes me feel all sorts of things hahahaha

Thank you for requesting, i enjoyed writing this one! Cuddly Harry is also one of my favorite things to write about so i was really excited about this one!


Harry watched from behind his glass as the man sitting beside you got just a little bit too close. He watched as he laughed at your jokes a little too loud and watched your lips move when you talked slightly too much. Jake, he remembered, what kind of name is that?! It’s the name of every bully in every teen movie ever made, it’s the name of every life guard who spray tanned their abs too much at every crowded beach, it’s the name of the killer in every single horror movie Harry had ever seen. And right now, it was the name of the guy who’s hand was getting much too close to your thigh. Harry was trying not to make it obvious that his blood was boiling, or that the hair on the back of his neck was standing straight up, or that the words he was thinking of calling Jake were too explicit for the dictionary. He was slightly hurt you were not doing anything about the situation and if it wasn’t for you sitting across the table he probably would have punched Jake square in the face. 

Harry’s normally warm eyes were holding an intense gaze that could kill in your direction. Although it wasn’t directed to you, you could feel the heat coming off of the look he was giving, So you were not surprised when he said he wasn’t feeling well and excused you two from the dinner. 

Harry walked faster than normal to the car, you noticed the veins in his hands were more prominent than usual, the tight fist he was making causing his knuckles to go white. You wanted to catch up to him and ask what was wrong but you decided to let him cool down first. You cursed yourself for wearing such uncomfortable heals, you guessed you couldn’t walk must faster in them anyway. 

Harry’s jet black suit disappeared into the car as you reached for the door handle. Sliding into the car you felt the air in the car turn on and the engine rumble to life. You had no idea that air could possibly be this suffocating, you blamed it on the fact that Harry’s gaze was focused on the road instead of taking occasional glances at you and the grip he had on the steering wheel made you feel bad for it. 

After about 15 minutes of dead silence you pulled up to your house. Before you could unbuckle your seat belt Harry was out of the car and slamming the door shut. You decided to take the opportunity to gather your thoughts and decide what to say to him. Do you bring it up? Do you let him come to you? Do you get angry he has been ignoring you? With a huff you got out of the car and walked through the already unlocked door. You locked the door behind you made your way upstairs, cracking you and Harry’s bedroom door open. You saw him laying on his side scrolling through his phone. You decided against bringing the awkward car ride up now and thought it would be best to get ready for bed. You walked to the dresser, got one one of Harry’s shirts out (the Rolling Stones one) and walked to the bathroom. 

After you were done changing you sat on your side of the bed and stared at Harry’s back. You were getting very impatient and decided to speak up.

“Harry?” You asked, your voice came out far more shaky than you had planed, “Did i do something?”

In response you heard harry scoff, his back still facing you. 

“Harry,” You tried again,”I really don’t know what i did, please turn around.” 

“Maybe call Jake, i’m sure he’ll talk to you.” Harry grumbled.

“What?! Jake? Who the hell is Jake?”

Harry than turned to face you, “Jake! The guy you were all over at dinner!”

“Seriously Harry? I don’t even know who Jake is!”

“The guy sitting next to you, Y/n! The only guy at the whole table you were flirting with!”

“Harry, you are seriously over reacting! I wasn’t all over anyone at dinner. In fact, i was watching you the whole time trying to make sure you weren’t going to explode!” 

“Watching me?”

“Yes Harry, but for some reason you can’t understand that i am only ever looking at you.”

You turned around and turned off the light, causing the only light source to be the dull brightness of the TV. You plopped down on the bed and closed your eyes, scooting as far away from Harry as you could. Harry began to feel bad, he hadn’t meant to ever accuse you, let alone make you upset. He was just really, really jealous. 

He made his way over to you and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer.

Harry spoke in a calm tone, “I’m really sorry, love, i was just-”

“Jealous.” You whispered, finishing his sentence for him.

“Not jealous just- okay yes i was jealous.”

“It’s alright, at least you care,” You giggled, “I swear i thought lasers may shoot from your eyes at dinner. 

“Yeah i guess i over reacted a bit.”

“Just know i will always be yours.” You snuggled into him a little bit more. 

“Mine? That sounds nice.”

And with that you two drifted off to sleep. The night ending in your favor since Harry forgot to ask to be the little spoon and you were quite enjoying being wrapped in his arms.


Thank you for reading! Please excuse any typos or mistakes as i wrote this in a short period of time since so I was so excited about this request. Don’t forget my requests are open and i have a short post on my blog explaining it. I hope you enjoyed my story!

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Requested by anonymous

”How did you find us?” Sam asked. You couldn’t bring yourself to answer immediately. You were a nervous wreck, fidgeting like crazy. The Winchester’s couldn’t exactly blame you, with everything you’ve discovered lately it was unusually that you were a tad bit shaken up.

”I ah, a friend suggesting you to me” you eventually forced yourself to respond.
“So, you guys really think you can take care of this thing. It’s been wreaking havoc here for at least a week”.

”Trust me” Dean said a small chuckle escaping his lips which admittedly made you question this man’s sanity. Who could laugh at something like this?
“We deal with this sort of thing all the time. Demons are nothing”.

”Great” you said nodding quickly “because you guys are this towns last hope”.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Send me an emoji!

💌: I’d love to send you more messages and asks but you make me nervous!

😊: You’re sweet. You’ve made me smile before.

🙏: I’m a little afraid that you’ll unfollow me.

🔪: I’d hate to get on your bad side.

😶: I’m honored that you’re even following me tbH.

👾: Your theme is awesome!

🌄: GO TO BED.

💉: Talking to you or seeing you on my dash makes me feel better.

😐: I don’t understand half the things you reblog but I support you anyway.

🌑: You come off as cold, impersonal.

👒: You come off as very friendly!

🌃: I’d like to spend more time talking to you.

🎭: You sure do get into a lot of drama…

😄: I can always count on you to like/reply to my personal posts.

🍥: Your aesthetic is very streamlined. It’s clear you’re picky about the stuff you reblog.

🍬: You’re sweet, but I feel like I know very little about you as a person.

🐟: Your blog isn’t quite my “type.”

😅: I often worry about upsetting you or scaring you off.

😇: Every single interaction we’ve had so far has been positive.

🐱: You’re cute‼︎

🌱: I’d love to get to know you better.

☔️: You seem unhappy.

😃: I love seeing you in my notifications!

🐸: You act goofy.

💻: Are you ever not online?

❄️: Your BYF struck me as kind of harsh, but I followed you anyway.

😆: You’ve made me laugh out loud before.

💔: You’ve disappointed me before.

📺: We have similar interests!

🔈: We have similar tastes in music.

🌊: You have a lot of personality.

😀: I would consider us friends.

🎀: We have similar aesthetics!

🍳: This is an egg in a frying pan!

🎉: I get really happy when I see positive personal posts from you, even when I don’t fully understand the context!

😈: I know your secret~

🌴: I’m jealous of you.

: Could you, like, chill a little bit maybe? Like in general? Please?

🎶: I associate you with a specific song or musician.

👟: I feel as though you’re out of my league.

🐚: I find your blog very calming.

👀: I’ve vagued about you before.

🍰: I might recognize you if I ran into you on the street.

😂: I’m comfortable around you.

🌈: Sometimes I see your selfies and think to myself: “I’m gay.”

🌹: I wouldn’t mind going on a date with you.

😓: I’ve talked to you before and it made me a little nervous!

👑: You’re vain.

📝: I know a lot about you just from following you on Tumblr.

🌙: You’re beautiful.

🍓: You remind me of someone…

😒: I honestly don’t know why I’m even still following you at this point.

😳: I’ve learned things about you that have surprised me a lot!

🐭: Please be kinder to yourself.

😑: -__-

👔: I think you’re someone who takes themself very seriously.

🍉: I wish we lived closer to each other.

🍭: You confuse me.

😮: I wish I could give you some advice.

💐: I have a crush on you.

😁: You’re a little awkward, but I find it endearing.

💕: I love you‼︎

👍: I like you. Just, in general. I think you’re a genuinely good person.

So my friend and I were talking about old homestuck fans who inspired us and made us laugh back in the good ol’ days and if caused me to make this
So here you go! Enjoy

@paperseverywhere: Actually working/worked on hiveswap! Stuck with us until the end

Dante: A sweetheart who keeps us updated, vaguely, but still updated

@kyleehenke: Can be found behind an abandoned block busters at 4:13 in the morning only if you play “you can’t fight the homestuck” at full volume, but beware, she will run at sonic speeds with full determination, killing you instantly

@toastyhat: Was really creative and inspiring. Also worked on homestuck a little bit. No longer draws it as much but still an old friend of the fans

@miraculoustang: Similar to kylee except only they can be summoned behind a fudruckers while you play all of their “terepy” videos simultaneously.

@octosmagiccastle: Voiced elevatorstuck then left us on read for a couple years before finally explaining he moved on from homestuck Understandably.

@mcsiggy: a sinful scallawag who no longer draws as much homestuck but still enjoys it, landing them in the “lawful” section.

@ikimaru: “What the fuck is a hometruck???” Still has a jake icon.

Hussie: Abandoned us after jane was fucking kidnapped and exploded on a fucking moon and won’t give us answers or hiveswap. fucker.

IT’S GETTING KINDA HOT IN HERE

*I wrote this with the sun and mars signs in mind*

Aries: It was a cool summer night. “You’re crazy.” I said as you pulled me towards an abandoned building. “Don’t be scared, I just wanna check it out.” We wandered through the decaying concrete, graffiti on every wall possible. I was so scared but I was trying hard not to lose my cool. After all you were absolutely loving this. There was a loud creak and I jumped, grabbing your arm. “Babe calm down, look at me.” You said soothingly, rubbing my shoulders. We made out there in the middle of the building; in the middle of the night. Your kisses enthralling, and for a moment I forgot about everything else. The creak came again but louder, “Okay, fuck this.” You laughed, grabbing my hand and we ran as fast as we could out of there and into the summer air.

Taurus: It was pitch black, our kisses growing more urgent as you fumbled around trying to undo my buttons. “I can’t see anything.” you chuckled. I sparked my lighter and you looked around for a candle, finding one and lighting it with my flame; never taking your eyes off me. You undid my pants quickly with a smirk on your face and threw them dramatically across the room. Your lips finding mine again, making up for the loss of contact. “You are so fucking hot” you whispered, running your hands down my body, a trace of goosebumps forming on my skin. You pushed in slowly, moaning as you felt my heat. You buried your face in my hair I lost all focus. I just held on for dear life as the candlelight flickered erratically on the ceiling.

Gemini: Your bedroom was covered with so many posters I couldn’t see what colour it was painted. You had not one, but two lava lamps, one purple and one orange. We were laying on your floor, listening to Frank Ocean on vinyl, “Sometimes I think about faking my own death, and leaving the parts I don’t like about myself behind.” you said somberly, drawing lazy circles on my stomach with your finger. “Where would you go?” I asked. You propped your head up, your adorable face flushed purple in the light from the lamp. “Anywhere but here,” you said pulling me even closer, “only as long as I could take you with me though.” I ran my finger across your bottom lip and you bit it, we giggled quietly, then sighed. You kissed me so deeply, like an ocean tide that ebbs and flows. We made love, slow love right there on your bedroom floor. Every now and then, when things are quiet, parts of that night come back in flashes when I close my eyes.

Cancer: Snow had been coming down like crazy all day and everybody was staying inside. We had made the heroic journey to the store to get the bare necessities. Popcorn, paprika Pringles and those fruity toffees. Now we were cuddled in an abundance of duvets and pillows watching Spirited Away. “Are you cold?” you asked softly. “No I’m actually really warm.” I said adjusting the pillows behind me. Your eyes shot around the room, you bit your lip as your gaze landed on me. “What?” I asked when I noticed you staring. You grinned, “I’m kinda cold.” I couldn’t help but laugh as I lifted my blanket and pulled you into my cocoon. Your hand slipped under my shirt as you got comfortable. “Oh my god, your hand is freezing.” I shrieked. “Warm me up then.” you teased as you kissed me gently.

Leo: “You are such a goddamn hypocrite, why are you being so possessive?” I yelled at you. “Because I fucking love you!” you screamed even louder. My eyes shot wide as the words left your mouth. I felt like I was about to faint. Like everything I’d known for the past two months had been wrong. I put my hand on my forehead and slowly sat down on the sofa. “Since when?” I asked warily. You sat down next to me, leaving a little space between us, not wanting to scare me away. “Since the day I met you.” you said more gently. I shook my head in confusion. All these months I’d been crushing on you, telling myself I was a fool for thinking you could ever feel the same. “Look, I should go.” you said standing up, I grabbed your arm quickly and pulled you to me. I kissed you with my eyes open, I didn’t believe it but my eyes couldn’t lie. You picked me up and put me in your lap. “We can’t do this.” I whispered into your neck. You grabbed me even tighter, not ready to let me go. “Tell me to stop,” you breathed kissing down my collarbone, your finger toying with the band of my panties, “just tell me to stop.” Your eyes searched mine for an answer. Your finger inching further, grazing down the lace in front. I moaned into your mouth, giving you the answer you needed. The one we both needed.

Virgo: My phone buzzed next to my laptop. It was almost midnight and my chemistry notes were making less sense than ever. “Hi baby.” I half sighed as I answered. “Where are you?” you asked. “On my bed, what’s up?” I could hear your breathing through the phone, “Nothing, just thinkin’ about you. ‘Bout us.” you said cheekily. I closed my eyes as that familiar lightness hit my stomach. “Oh really, what are we doing?” I teased. You half groaned on the other line, “Thinking about your skin, running my tongue up your spine, and swirling it around your-” Now I was the one who moaned. “Can you come pick me up?” I panted. You laughed, “Thought you’d never ask.”

Libra: It was my first birthday in the new city and I was feeling more homesick than ever. You knocked on my door and told me to get dressed while you poured two shots of tequila. You took me on an adventure, stumbling through a regal museum slightly tipsy. I was laughing at this modern piece, you asked why I didn’t get it, I said the shape was a bit funky. From behind you wrapped your arms around my waist, pressing yourself up against me, “I think it’s a quite stimulating.” you whispered with a sly grin, and my entire body shivered. Then you took me to dinner, your eyes staring into mine the whole time and I could hear my heart beating in my ears. It was like moving between worlds, reality changing from hour to hour. I don’t even remember what we talked about, only what I was feeling. We couldn’t even last until desert, our minds running away from us. As soon as I opened the door to my place your lips crashed onto mine, and for the first time that night I felt like I could breathe.

Scorpio: “Do you wanna wrestle?” I asked you with a wicked grin on my face. “I’m not gonna wrestle you.” You said not taking your eyes of the TV. I jumped on you and the Xbox controller went flying. “You asked for it.” You growled as you started fighting me back. I knew I had no chance, I just wanted to get you all fired up. Before I knew it I was on my back, hands pinned down above my head and your strong thighs straddling my torso. “Who’s the winner?” you demanded. “You’re the winner daddy.” I purred, reaching up and biting your lip. Your expression shifted, your eyes going from that watery blue to devilish dark in a split second, and I knew I was in for a ride.

Sagittarius: It was 3 a.m. I knew I had school in the morning but at this point I didn’t care. Cruising around the city in your parents BMW, the bass in the sound system making our blood vibrate. Like it hadn’t been already. We didn’t say anything, we couldn’t. We couldn’t afford to lose control. Then L$D by A$AP Rocky came on. My hands were shaking in my lap, your knuckles white from squeezing the steering wheel so hard. The engine purred as you drove faster, now with a purpose, pulling into the beach parking lot. The car came to an abrupt stop and I couldn’t take this any longer. You moved your seat back as I jumped over the console. You kissed me like you were drowning and I was air. All that tension finally snapping like firecrackers as the music pumped through our bodies. Your strong arms lifted me up and pushed my dress up my thighs, the windows fogging up. I could feel your biceps trembling under the palm of my hand, and thought how could something that felt so right be so wrong?

Capricorn: The whole day had had a weird, electrifying feel to it. Now I knew why. We were standing out there on the balcony, face to face in the middle of the crowd. “Kiss me.” you said nonchalantly. “You kiss me.” I incited. You took a long drag of the joint, gently pressing your lips to mine as you blew the smoke into my mouth. I just stared back at you, blowing the smoke out again calmly, your fingers still caressing the back of my neck. You almost smiled but stopped it midway by biting your lip. I grabbed your shirt and pulled you to me. I kissed you like it was the last time. You pulled back slightly to catch your breath, “Wanna get out of here?”

Aquarius: The night I first met you. I didn’t wanna go out but my friends convinced me. The bar was so packed but somehow I got to the front of the stage. There you were, and that cherry red guitar, in your own world. I remember I couldn’t take my eyes of your fingers when you played. I didn’t even notice you were looking at me until the song was over. You laughed and playfully tugged on your shirt. I didn’t get why but then I noticed we were both wearing the same Led Zeppelin shirt. When the show was over you found me so quickly I knew you had been watching me. “I feel like this was meant to be.” you said leaning up against the bar. I took you in, your knuckles had little cuts on them and your black jeans were splattered with green paint. “I’m not really in the mood to make friends tonight.” I said, taking a sip of my beer. You ran your hand teasingly through that dirty blonde DiCaprio hair, “How ‘bout we just stay strangers then?” I knew I’d already lost this fight. The next thing I remember is literally falling into your foyer, your lips on my neck as I moaned in your ear. You held me so tight, pulling my shirt up ever so slightly just to put your skin on mine. I pushed you down, taking my shirt all they way off while I straddled your hips, and you looked at me like I had just discovered fire. When it was all over you grabbed my face with both your hands, “What’s your name?” you breathed. I smirked as I put my clothes back on, “I thought we were gonna stay strangers.” I was halfway home when I realized that the shirt I was wearing wasn’t mine, it was yours.

Pisces: The record had finished all the way through. That needle scratch sound from the record player filled the silence in the room. I was in your arms, tangled in bedsheets and your sticky bodyparts. You grazing my back lightly with your fingers. “I need to pee.” I said trying untangle myself limb by limb. Your arms tightened around me, “No, you can’t go.” you pouted. I giggled and wiggled around in your embrace. “I have to pee, I’ll be quick.” You pressed your forehead against mine. “Promise?” you said softly. I pecked your lips three times. “I promise.”

milky-red  asked:

Would little Angelica be afraid of George Washington as well? He's balder than Burr

Well, Burr was the first bald person Angie saw and fear, but after a long talk with mom she didn’t fear bald people anymore. Furthermore, historically, Martha Washington offered herlself to teach Angie how to dance, so Angie spent a lot of time on the president house. Wash was a bit worried about Ham’s descendants, but he got along really well with the little girl, and often he placed her in his knees and talk about how annoying Alex was in his youth.

He is probably telling some state confidential information to a 7 y/o girl

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"seems accurate” || newt scamander

word count: 2809

summary: soulmate au!(reader x newt scamander) → you have a tattoo of what your soulmate is most passionate about

author’s note: this can go one of two ways → one: really horribly and no one likes it OR two: people like it and i fell happy on the inside. i don’t know which one to expect. but, anyways, enjoy! (sorry for any spelling or grammar errors)

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bloodandblackrose  asked:

Hey luv! Really curious for funsies, who played you hunting for oat clusters to eat? That bit made me laugh so much!

Haha that was me! Talyn and Joan worked to create a split screen effect I didn’t have before!! lol 

Me and Matt. Me and Matt, always. We’re terrible, like really terrible when we get together. And then one of us will go and that’s the other one gone and then we’re gone for about an hour and then we’re behind and everyone gets pissed at us. It’s a real issue when one of us laughs, especially when we like improvised a little bit so we kind of like bounce off each other, sometimes that can be like real… I think he got me in, in 2.14, when they were talking about Kaelie and who Kaelie is, and I was like ‘book club,’ and he kind of made that face and I caught it out of the corner of an eye, and I was like, 'that son of a bitch, that’s going to make me laugh, that’s going to make me laugh, and I just have to try really hard to keep it together.’
—  Dom Sherwood answering, “If there was a blooper section at the end of each episode, who would always show up?” (x)

guys I just wanted to share with you something that happened today that made me really happy

so I volunteer at this senior nursing center every week and there are some Korean residents there. I really freaking suck at Korean but I can speak a litttlle bit and understand a decent amount. I finally mustered up the courage to talk with some of the Korean residents and I made two of the residents smile and laugh and omg maybe it was because my Korean was such a fail but when I made them laugh my heart literally melted because I’ve never seen them smile, let alone laugh for the past couple months I’ve volunteered there. and idk i just wanted to share my happiness with the world, and i don’t think a lot (or any) of the staff speaks Korean so they must’ve felt really lonely if family doesn’t visit often either. I’m really glad I was able to speak with them and I’m really looking forward to volunteering next week ☺️☺️☺️☺️ 

That’s A No

A/N: i don’t do smut, so don’t ask || enjoy ♥

Fandom: Disney Descendants

Boy: Harry Hook

Word Count: 1,117

Warning(s): Fluff

‘’I want you.’’

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I’m only 18

Originally posted by hopeinloveinfinity

GIF NOT MINE

Request: Can you do a oneshot where the reader is an avenger and 18, she meets the team and the guys are being super flirty with her but have no idea that’s she is 18 and when they find out, they’re embarrassed about flirting with her :). Sorry if this super specific and long

Warning: No?


Being the new avenger was exciting. I had been able to shape shift into any person or animal that I wanted to since I was 5 years old. I scared my mother the day I turned into a dog. She could move things with her mind and she wasn’t sure of what I could do until the day we were eating dinner and I decided to act like a dog and turned into one. 

Since then, I would do small things like tricking my friends or I would turn into a bird and fly away. Like Spider-Man, I decided to use it for good. What really caught the public’s eye, was the day a grizzly bear stopped a gas station robbery. That same day Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff showed up at my house. They explained to me and my mother that they wanted me to join the avengers. Naturally, my mother put up a fight and said I was too young, but I am 18 so legally I can go. Waving goodbye to my mother 6 months later and I was officially part of the team. 

“You should turn into a cat, then when the team crowds around, turn into yourself.” Tony suggested. 

“I can’t” I laughed at him, “When I shape shift, My clothes don’t change with me so I can’t turn back until I’m in my room, usually.” 

“We’ll see about that.” He started thinking to himself. 

“Guys this is y/n” Nat called out t the team.

“Hello” I waved to everyone “I know who you all are already, I read the file.” 

“Nice to meet you” Steve shook my hand. “We didn’t hear much about you, it was suppose to be a surprise.” 

I smiled, looking around the room at the team. I noticed Sam, Bucky, Thor, Peter, and Steve were looking me up and down. I met Sam’s eyes and he winked at me and gave a slow nod of admiration. Bucky looked away quickly, Steve also winked, Thor smirked at me and then walked away, and Peter quickly turned around and started a conversation with Wanda. I noticed Clint and Bruce were watching the same thing I was and looked at me and then the guys and shook their heads. 

Originally posted by chrisandchips

Once everything was finally settled, I made my way to the kitchen to get a small snack, I had finally finished unpacking. I was searching for a snack when I hear someone speak up behind me.

“Nickle for your thoughts?” Steve spoke calmly

“I’m pretty sure it’s penny.” I laughed at him

“I just think your thoughts are worth more” he smiled, raising an eyebrow.

“Really?” I rolled my eyes “That’s so lame” 

“What?” He moved a tad bit closer leaning on the counter. “I just wanted to start a conversation.” He chuckled. 

“So start” I reached for the box of cheez-its, but it was too far up. Steeve reached up above my head and grabbed it. I couldn’t help but look at his bicep. Quickly looking down when our eyes met.

“Like what you see?” Steve smirked “There’s more underneath.” 

I blushed at first and then realized, he is old, I’m still 18 and I don’t think he knows that. Instead of telling him, I laughed at him and walked away. 

Originally posted by dailyteamcap

The next person to talk to me was Sam Wilson. I had wandered into the theater room and put a movie in. Sam saw this and wanted to join.

“Can I join you?” He asked as I made my self comfortable on the love-seat, taking up most to the small couch. 

“Sure if you can fit” I joked, moving my legs slightly.

“I played tetris as a kid.” He smirked at me coming closer to the couch.

“Your point?” I asked slightly confused.

“I can make it fit.” He winked at me. I didn’t even react, I just had a straight face and I realized that he didn’t know my age as well, and just like Steve I didn’t tell him. 

Originally posted by tbholland

Peter Parker approached me the next day, as I made my way to the kitchen, he tapped my arm.

“Morning y/n” He greeted me with a warm smile.

“Mornin’ Pete” I smiled back. He followed me into the kitchen. 

“Hey y/n,” He got my attention back to him “Can you feel my shirt?”

“Excuse me?” I asked, confused. 

“I’m serious” He held out the bottom of his shirt and I touched the soft fabric.

“What about it?” I was still confused.

“Does it feel like boyfriend material?” I asked seriously. I laughed at him as my cheeks slightly turned red.

“Absolutely not” Tony cut in “Not allowed.” 

Originally posted by little--batman

“Why do guys have to be such jerks?” My friend Andrea spoke to me on the phone. I had her on speaker while me, Wanda and Nat sat in the living room.

“I know how you feel Ann. What we need is a genie” I joked. “Three wishes would be nice.” 

“That would help a lot actually” Nat joined

“What’s one thing you would wish for?” Wanda asked “ I would wish for world peace. Typical I know.”

“I’ll have to think about that.” Andrea said on the phone. 

“Ditto” Nat spoke up, thinking quietly.

“I would wish for the perfect guy” I joked, earning a small chuckle from Nat.

“Here I am.” Bucky stood in front of us “What are your other two wishes?”

I couldn’t handle this anymore. I had to tell them how old I was before this got worse. I found it funny but I can’t be this cruel.

“Hey guys” I spoke up walking into the kitchen causing everyone to look at me “I have done some thinking.. Some of you, not naming who, have tried to flirt with me.” all the guys looked at each other. “As flattering as that is, I think you should know something about me, and maybe this will make you rethink some things.” I tried to fight the smile forming on my face. “I’m only 18.” 

Originally posted by you-didnt-see-that-cuming

Every single guy, except for Peter, Tony, Bruce, Clint, and Vision, went pale. They froze and looked at each other.

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL US BEFORE” Sam yelled, obviously embarrassed.

“I thought it was funny” I laughed at them

“I already knew that” Peter winked at me

“Lady y/n” Thor looked up from the ground “ I wasn’t sure of your age so I didn’t say anything, but I did not expect that” 

“I feel horrible” Steve apologized. Bucky couldn’t bring himself to say anything as he continued to stare at the ground.

There was a long awkward silence as we slowly continued our business. 

“Wait, You guys hit on her?” Tony raised his voice.

Unexpected

“Uhm, Harry?” Draco eyed his roommate suspiciously. He shifted nervously in his desk chair as Harry’s intense green eyes seemed to graze over him. The man had a weird look on his face and Draco did not like it.

“Yes Draco?” Harry replied, stepping out of the doorframe into their shared dorm.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Draco pushed his chair backwards until it collided with his desk. Then, when Harry showed no sign of slowing down he got up and stepped away, so he now almost had his back pressed against the wall behind him. He knew he was acting ridiculous, but so was Harry. If he didn’t know any better the green eyes coming towards him were filled with… with…

Lust was the wrong word, but it was definitely some sort of desire. And curiosity. And determination. And some form of fondness Draco could not place at all.

A combination scary enough to make him do one more step backwards. His heels hit the wall.

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Me, the DM: So the farmer comes and wakes you up during the night, exclaiming-

Farmer: I saw something wander into my basement while out looking for a noise which disturbed my sheep, could you, adventurers, please take a look at it? So there’s no monster that has made its home down there while i was away yesterday?

Player 2, OCC: No! I’m having a nappy

Farmer: Please?

Player 1: No

Other players, following along: No

Farmer: Really?!

All players proceed to laugh and snicker for a bit, but eventually head out afterwards anyways

I Got You On My Mind [Part 4]

Jungkook Soulmate AU (Angst)

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Summary: After your memory loss, adjusting back to normal life has been difficult. Luckily, Jungkook is always there for you. Still, something seems off about him, and you just can’t understand why.

Word count: 2k words

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“Oh yeah, I’m being discharged tomorrow,” you told Jungkook, who was pushing your wheelchair through the hospital. He insisted that you needed a change of scenery. “My parents are going to pick me up and drive me back to my apartment.”

“I-I guess it’s too early for the ‘meet the parents’ thing, right?” Jungkook stammered, uncharacteristically nervous. “Unless you want me to. Like, I don’t mind if–”

“Chill, Jungkook,” you laughed, cutting his off his rambling. “I think they’re more worried about my brain damage than any soulmate business.”

“The doctors said you’ll recover your memories though, right?” Jungkook asked, worry lining his words. “Your memory loss won’t be permanent or recurring?”

“They said my memories will come back slowly,” you replied, shrugging your shoulders nonchalantly. “But most of the time, the memories will have to be triggered by something. They also told me I might have short-term memory issues for the next little while.”

“That seriously sucks,” Jungkook said. “If you need any help with anything, just let me know. I don’t really know how I’d be useful, but don’t hesitate.”

“We’re not in the same department,” you snorted, turning to peer up at your soulmate who was both familiar and foreign in this instant. “This is gonna make school so difficult. I’ve forgotten nearly three months worth of content!”

“Maybe take the semester off?” Jungkook suggested. “Amnesia is a pretty valid reason. Have you talked at all to the university?”

“No,” you groaned, sinking into the wheelchair. “I don’t want to think about responsibilities right now. Just marvelling in the fact I’m still alive and kicking.”

A silence fell between you and Jungkook as he pushed you through a more crowded area of the hospital. You noticed a few younger visitors visibly gape at Jungkook, then glare at you jealously as you rolled by.

You agreed with them–how was Jungkook so damn good-looking? You hit the soulmate jackpot, for sure. Still, even if he looked different, you didn’t doubt that you would like him just the same.

“You know, it’s pretty crazy,” you blurted out unthinkingly. “I’ve been talking to you my entire life, and I always thought meeting you would feel like meeting an old friend. But honestly, you’re a total mystery to me right now. Maybe it’s because of the memory loss, or maybe other people feel this way, too.”

“No, I know what you mean,” Jungkook responded quietly, trying to figure out how to express his thoughts properly. “It’s just…we have an idea of who our soulmate is in our heads. When they’re not exactly that person, it’s kind of confusing.”

“And I’m sure there’s a lot of stuff we still don’t know about each other,” you agreed. “Honestly, I tried to make myself seem a lot better than I am.”

“Yeah, me too,” Jungkook laughed, though it sounded a bit off. You brushed it off as embarrassment. “Didn’t want to disappoint you.”

You turned your head and looked up into Jungkook’s eyes. “You couldn’t have disappointed me Jungkook, really. I’m just happy to finally meet you,” you replied, giving him a small smile. “And it’s kinda paradoxical, isn’t it? Disliking your own soulmate. Weren’t we, like, made to like each other?”

“I guess,” Jungkook said, staring ahead unwaveringly. He pushed you down another hallway, which led to the cafeteria. You only knew because of the wafting smell of hearty food was growing stronger by the second. “But nothing’s ever that simple.”

“Don’t I know it,” you sighed, laughing a little in spite of yourself. You turned the corner into the bustling cafeteria, the noise of the crowds deafening compared to the near-silent, depressing halls of the hospital.

“Want to grab something to eat?” Jungkook asked, the heaviness of your conversation vanishing before you could even blink. “I was going to grab something for myself, too.”

“Sure, I’ll have whatever you’re having,” you agreed. Out of habit, you reached down to pat your pockets for your wallet. “Oh shit, I don’t have any money on me. Don’t worry about it, then.”

“It’s cool, it’ll be my treat,” Jungkook said. When you turned to look at him, he was giving you a lopsided smile.

“Then, is this our first date?” you asked cheekily, delighting in the way Jungkook’s cheek burned. You never expected that a guy like Jungkook, with this terrible fuckboy persona, would be so easily flustered.

“If you want it to be, sure,” Jungkook answered, coughing into his hand awkwardly. You just laughed, and Jungkook pushed you forward wordlessly.


Life at home after getting discharged made staying in the hospital seem like an amusement park. After being sentenced to bedrest by your parents–and having Jieun enforce it with an iron fist–you spent your days bored out of your mind.

In only one week, you had binge-watched three shows, reread all of your course notes (and they didn’t help you remember anything), and read more manga that you had ever read before in your entire life.

You were positively itching to get outside and do something, but what bothered you the most was that you hadn’t talked to Jungkook since your “first date.” When you had gotten home, you jumped to charge your dead phone, which miraculously hadn’t been destroyed in the accident. But when the device finally charged, you soon realized that you had no way of contacting Jungkook.

For some reason, his phone number wasn’t saved in your contacts. Even though Jungkook had said you had met before, apparently you hadn’t exchanged numbers. That seemed very strange to you.

When you asked Jieun about it, she just shrugged the question off. She said your situation was a bit complicated, but that she’d have to leave it up to you and Jungkook. But Jieun did say that she would mention it to him when she saw him at school next.

Sighing, you reached for your phone beside you. It was still early in the morning. Time had lost all meaning to you, since you spent every moment of the day trapped in your apartment. A bit bitterly, you watched your friends’ Snapchat stories and longed to return to normal daily life.

Suddenly, your phone began buzzing. You dropped it in surprise, and it landed on your nose. The impact stung, and you cursed, reaching clumsily for the phone. You saw an unflattering picture of Jieun illuminate the screen. Eventually, you were able to answer.

“Hey, what’s up?” you asked, rubbing your hand against your sore nose.

“Y/N, I’m so fucking stupid!” Jieun practically screamed. Wincing, you held your phone away from your ear. “I know you shouldn’t be moving around, but I need you to come to the university right now. I’m working on a group project that’s due in two hours and a bunch of our files got corrupted. I have some stuff backed up on my laptop, which I left at home like an idiot!”

“Don’t worry, I can bring it to you,” you reassured quickly. “I won’t fall into traffic on the way there. It’s like a ten minute walk, so don’t worry.”

“Just don’t strain yourself, okay?” Jieun ordered, the panic still evident in her voice. “Don’t go to quickly and look both ways!”

“Hey, only I can make fun of myself,” you quipped, pulling yourself out from underneath the covers. “I’ll be over soon, I just need to get dressed.”

“Okay, see you soon. Thank you so much, Y/N,” Jieun said, and the both of you said your goodbyes before you disconnected the call.

You glanced down at your pyjama bottoms and at the thick cast over your right leg. Changing pants would be a battle for another day. Unsteadily, you stood up and balanced your weight on your unbroken leg. You reached for the crutches leaning against the wall beside you and tucked them underneath your arms.

As quickly as you could (which was not very quick), you had thrown on a clean shirt and a jacket. Your hair was a mess, so you shoved on a beanie to disguise the tangled frizz. With Jieun’s securely laptop in your backpack, you began the trek to school. Suddenly, the journey seemed incredibly long.


When you finally arrived on campus, you were panting lightly and sweating. You made your way into the music building, relatively unfamiliar with its layout. You detached yourself from one of your crutches and reached into your pocket for your phone. Quickly you sent Jieun a text letting you know you were here.

There were a few benches in the foyer, so once you hobbled over to them, you set your bag down lightly and placed your crutches against the benches. Flopping down, you discreetly tried to massage your sore armpits.

But you were glad to finally be out of the apartment. The fresh air made you feel infinitely better.

“Y/N?” a familiar voice called. Your head whipped around in the direction of the voice. Jungkook a few meters away from you, looking as dark and intimidating as ever. His wide-eyed expression kind of ruined the image though. “What are you doing here?”

“Jieun forgot her laptop at home,” you replied, pointing to the backpack at your feet, as Jungkook made his way toward you.

“Shouldn’t you be at home?” he questioned, stopping when he was standing in front of you. You craned your neck to at him properly. “Is it okay for you to be walking around so soon?”

“Please, don’t get started on that,” you groaned, squeezing your eyes shut. “My parents and Jieun are unbearable. I’ve been lying in bed doing nothing all week.”

“You know, that honestly sounds like heaven,” Jungkook joked. “I’m so swamped right now. I haven’t slept in days.”

You inspected Jungkook more closely. His eyes were ringed by purplish dark circles, but they were hardly noticeable. How unfair–he always looked good.

“Hey, why haven’t you talked to me all week?” you asked suddenly, narrowing your eyes at Jungkook suspiciously.

“I was meaning to call or text or something, but I don’t have your number,” Jungkook answered sheepishly, scratching the nape of his neck awkwardly. “Didn’t know how to ask for it, since you haven’t been around campus lately.”

“Why’s that, though?” you continued, glancing down at your feet. “I mean–you said we met before. Why didn’t we keep in contact?”

“W-well, we did meet, but it wasn’t a proper conversation,” Jungkook explained stutteringly. “It wasn’t under the most normal circumstances, but–”

“Y/N!” Jieun’s loud voice suddenly interrupted. She burst into the foyer, looking absolutely frazzled. Her hair was a mess, her eyes were bloodshot, and you were pretty sure there were coffee stains on her shirt. “Thank god!”

Your friend ran over to you and practically dove for your backpack. She grabbed her laptop and hugged it tightly against her chest.

“Thank you so much. I’m so sorry I made you come all the way here,” Jieun cried, sounding frantic still. “Are you okay? Sore anywhere? Go home right away, okay? You need to rest. And please don’t tell your parents!”

“Oh my god, I’m fine Jieun,” you whined. “I think I can handle walking for, like, two minutes.”

“I just don’t want anything to happen!” Jieun insisted, stomping her foot childishly. “We’re speeding up the recovery process by being extra careful!”

You rolled your eyes. “Whatever. Go work on your project and try not to fail.”

“I will,” Jieun replied. “I’ll bring dinner on my way home.” She turned, only spotting Jungkook for the first time. Her eyes narrowed and she frowned slightly. “Jungkook.”

“Jieun,” he replied, just as shortly.

You looked between the two of them, wondering why there was so much tension. It looked like they were having a silent conversation, and you hated not knowing what was going on. You had the suspicion they were hiding something from you–but for the life of you, you couldn’t figure out what, exactly.

Eventually, Jieun just nodded and strode away, leaving Jungkook with a tight expression. Visibly, you could see Jungkook try to shake away the tension, his jaw unclenching. When he turned back to you, his features were schooled.

“Give me your phone,” Jungkook said, reaching out his hand and smiling softly. “I’ll add my number.”

- Girl in Luv

Okay, so this one was a bit filler-y. Originally I had planned to make this one angsty too, but I figured you guys could use the respite. Also, it would have been like 4k words and it’s like 2:30AM and this girl needs to sleep. Anyway, stay tuned!! Thanks as always for reading, and I hope you all enjoyed. Your replies and reblogs/tags are so cute I read them all 💛💛💛💛

poems i would write you | shawn mendes

MY MASTERLIST

word count: 9,018 (i was gonna split this up, but decided to just keep it together. it’s long. put on your favorite sweatpants and grab that bag of hot cheetos you’ve been saving before you dig into this thing.)

author’s note: GUESS WHO’S BACK, BACK AGAIN? BERRY’S BACK, TELL A FRIEND. welcome to the first installment of my college!shawn series, which takes place during Y/N’s (that’s you) freshman year. it’s got fluff, angst, and some pretty stupid decisions on everyone’s part. title from “shot down” by khalid, as per a recommendation from @light-up-shawn. enjoy.


Your name: submit What is this?

i.

Upon your arrival to college, you had been on the receiving end of entirely too much advice from various relatives, older friends, and even strangers. Don’t walk alone at night, don’t sign up for eight AM classes, don’t drink the “jungle juice” at any frat parties.

Your parents had told you to focus on your studies and seek tutoring help if you needed it. Your sister had encouraged you to join a sorority to really be at “the heart” of university life, as if you knew what that meant. The only advice your cousin gave you was to always remember your room key and to pack a pair of shower shoes, the latter of which she accompanied with a shudder - you could piece together that anecdote on your own.

But nobody had prepared you for this particular problem.

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It’s Difficult (WTLYBF) - 3

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“Wait, you’re serious? You actually said that?!” you ask Jungkook, who was walking next to you. He nods, laughing along loudly with you. You told him about Tae, and now you two were talking about your dumb crushes and embarrassing moments around them. Jungkook knew about your crush on Taehyung, so he felt bad and tried to cheer you up: He succeeded at that because all that was on your mind were the stories you could tell him about your past crushes. “What about you? What’s something weird you’ve said to your crush?” Jungkook asks you, giving you his adorable bunny smile. “I told him he had nice legs as a joke..yeah, it’s fair to say he lost the little interest he had in me.” You both giggle about your short story, Jungkook saying something about how weird you were. “Hey, are you hungry? There’s a small restaurant nearby.” You nod and follow Jungkook to where the restaurant was. Once you entered, the smell of the delicious food went through your nostrils. You couldn’t wait to eat. Your thoughts were interrupted by nearby laughter that sounded familiar. Turning, you see Taehyung and Jiyeon sitting across from each other, laughing and holding hands on top of the table. They looked cute together. It made you feel sad again, knowing your best friend was meant to be with the guy you really liked. A hand fell to your shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze. Jungkook’s eyes reflected sympathy, a soft smile on his features. You smile back and follow him to the table. When you sit down, a sweet waitress comes over and starts you with a drink. Once she leaves, Jungkook begins to talk to you. As rude as it seemed, you ignore him and think to yourself.

Why was the universe against me? All your life people have said Jiyeon was the prettier friend, and you never minded until now. Her perfect self won Taehyung over without even knowing it. You began to feel insecure. Not only that, but a small envy towards your own friend. All because of Taehyung. But the more you thought about it, it wasn’t just that. There were more reasons. Jiyeon was a good friend, but she had her bad times. Times where a bitchy side would come out. Maybe guys like that. Nonetheless, you loved her company. Hopefully she treats him right, which you had no doubt about, and hopefully he doesn’t break her heart. You were so caught up in your thoughts you didn’t notice the waitress come back for your drinks.

“Y/N, you good?” You nodded and smiled at the waitress in apology, bowing your head slightly. You ordered the same as Jungkook, the older lady smiling at you two. “Are you two a couple? You’re very cute.” Tae and I would get mistaken for a couple a lot. Jungkook was about to deny but you shook your head at him. “Couple discount,” you mouthed, making him ‘oh’ and smirk. “Yeah, we’ve been steady for a few weeks.” He grabs your hand from across the table and gives it a squeeze. “That’s sweet, young love. Would you like a couple discount?” You two look at each other and smile cheekily. “Sure.” She nods and smiles once again before leaving, entering the kitchen. After you’re sure she’s gone, you two laugh. “You’re smart.” You flip your hair jokingly, “I know.” It then hit you that Jungkook was still holding your hand. You chose not to say anything, liking the feeling of warmth. Instead, you lifted your other hand and intertwined it with his. Jungkook didn’t mind and just smiled, laughing. “Are you hitting on me?” You let out a fart noise, “you wish.” He pretends to cry, making an ugly face that made you laugh loudly.

Minutes into your conversation, a figure appears between the both of you. You thought it was the waitress, but it was someone else. Taehyung. “Oh, hi.” you say, a bit awkwardly. “Hey.” he responds, putting on a tight forced smile. Was he mad? If he was, you were beyond confused. He was with his girlfriend, having a good time. And he also knew you were hanging out with Kookie today. After your awkward greetings, nothing else was said. “I wasn’t aware you and Kook were a thing.” Taehyung mutters. “Oh- we’re actually not. It’s all just for a couple discount.” He nods, looking away before looking directly at you again. “Well you sure do seem like a couple.” “Well, that’s a good thing. It’s more convincing.” Jungkook blurts. He had this look of annoyance in his eyes, but you weren’t sure why. His jaw seemed sharper, so he must’ve been clenching it. You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, sending him a sad smile when he turned to look at you. “Okay then. I’ll be leaving, bye.” You say a goodbye too and watch him leave. Jiyeon waited for him at the exit, looping her arm with Tae’s once he was in her reach. You watched as they left, Jiyeon pecking Tae’s cheek as inaudible words came out of his mouth.

“Here’s your food, enjoy.” You and Jungkook thank the waitress, letting each other go to eat properly. The food was delicious, your mouth watering at the taste. “God, how come you never showed me this place?” You ask, taking another bite. “You were always with Taehyung so I never had the chance.” You nod, looking down. “B-But today I had the opportunity so I took you here. It’s good isn’t it?” His answer was immediate, seconds after his first comment. You found that weird, and not only that but his stutter. You shrug it off. “Yeah, delicious. This should be our hangout spot.” Looking up, you see Jungkook nodding. After you both finish, you go up to pay, making sure to leave a tip. “Is it just me or is it colder?” you ask once you’re outside, pulling your sweater’s sleeves more up to your hands. “No, it is colder.” Jungkook responds. You huddle together, shoulder to shoulder. There was a bit of heat, but anything helped really. “Kookie?” He hums in response. “Thanks for agreeing to hang out. I made up a lie about us having plans to avoid Tae. Fake, I know; but I can’t keep myself together if we’re together, it makes me think that all we’ll ever be is friends.” you explain. “It’s no problem. Just text me whenever you need me.” You nod and hug his arm. “You’re the best.” Jungkook laughs. “I know.”

»part 3 for y'all, earlier than I thought I’d upload it haha. my phone is at 11% wow, I spent around an hour or two to write and edit so it’s good for you guys 💕thanks for enjoying this series and taking time to read it. part 4? ;)«

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"You’re mister J’s new obsession, Sugar” 1/3- Bruce Wayne x Reader

Summary : You have been married to Bruce for quite some years now, and you both knew it was inevitable that you’d get in danger one day…but you really never expected the Joker to start to be obsessed with you. CHAPTER 1/3. 

Warnings : mentions of sex, also, Bruce is “old” if that bothers you in any way…If your like me and have a thing for older guys, then carry on please.

PART TWO PART THREE

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Looking at yourself in the mirror of your bathroom, you groaned and turned around to glare at your husband that was taking a shower. He immediately felt that you were staring, but to his disappointment, it wasn’t for the reason he hoped for…

-Is something wrong dear ? 

-Yes Bruce, something’s wrong. How old are you ? 

-…What ? 

-Just answer my question honey. 

-…Hum, 46 ?

-Yes. 46. You’re 46 years old.  

At the way you were looking at him, mad as Hell, standing in the frame of the shower door that you just violently swung open, billionaire ex-playboy superhero Bruce Wayne got kinda worried. He was trying to figure out what he did that could have pissed you off that much, as you were really difficult to annoy, almost never getting angry…But boy when you were angry, it was scary. Apparently now though, you were more annoyed than mad. So he was trying to remember what he could have done. 

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I wonder if Aliens have movies like ours?

I say this as a make up artist I seen the process of you know people getting into Velociraptor suits, or how Harry from Harry and the hendersons was made.

The first Alien movie?

Makeup.

You have people making silicone heads that look so life like you would be shocked. There are so many practical effects that like you can tell when something is CGI vs something in makeup.

How about Aliens seeing our practical effect movies?

The movies like Alien or Jurassic park? Or Stranger Things? They can spit out the ones that are computer generated fine. They use that technology themselves for entertainment. But the movies where the creature was there??? That is harder to wrap their heads around..

“So… in the movie Alien vs. Predetor… you tell me those are humans…. in suits?”

“Yes.”

“And you did not really reanimate ancient giant creatures from your past?”

“Oh no. Those are robots…. except for the the velociraptors. Those are guys in suits.”

“And those people who were stabbed and killed?”

“Oh all fake. It was a fake blade and fake blood.”

Aliens just think humans are really good at mimicking. One even stares at a few of their speices for a few days takes pictures and suddenly one of their own is on their ship and mimicking their voices before laughing and Human stacy’s voice comes from the alien is it takes of their hand to show a smaller fleshy humans hand.

“I made myself look like you!!!!” She giggled as she shows off everything from the texture to the paint job but when you touch what should be hard skin it squishes a bit.

“Sorry Foam latex was perfect for holding it all together… alright give me like twenty minutes while I take this off… hey tell me when we swing by your planet next I want to see if I can fit in.” She said taking off her backpack and pulling out another head of their kind. But there is a split it then bar of the head showing white material….

A mask?

She smiles so naturally with their face on her before walking off gushing about the research she will beable to do.

Or they are attacked and they find one of their humans face down blood pooled around them.

The Pirates snort better the human dead as their ship mates anguish their human. As the captain turns there is a blast. The captain goes down and their human is on their knees smirking gun in hand shirt covered in blood.

“Sorry we humans have nine lives.” They growl seriously. It is a secret power we don’t like to share.“ The pirates abandon quickly as all the humans on board turn their guns on them unfearful.

Once they are safe and the old captain is disposed off the bloody human pulled off the dirty clothes to show themselves unharmed.

"Thanks for the fake blood!”

“You faked your death???”

“I wanted them to get close.”

Idk practical effects man we can trick each other with makeup why not aliens