and when they press on

anonymous asked:

I've seen a blog say that Chris and Seb aren't friends, that Chris hates Seb. What do you think? This is giving me anxiety, I think they are friends, but now I don't know.

They’ve both said multiple times that they’re pretty friendly, and that even if they go months without seeing each other between movies they’re perfectly capable of picking up right where they left off and it’s like no time has passed.

They’ve also both gone out of their way to compliment each other and each other’s work even when they didn’t really need to bring the other person up, and particularly with Chris I think it’s pretty easy to see when he’s not feeling very comfortable, yet in all the footage we’ve gotten from the movies press tours and different events we can see them constantly laughing and having fun being very at ease around the other.

They may not be the closest friends ever, but I do think they mean it when they say they get along super well (lbr we’ve all seen what happens in movies when the 2 main actors have zero chemistry or don’t get along, and Chris and Seb work AMAZINGLY together), and tbh even if we didn’t have lots and lots of evidence, just them saying so should be proof enough. They have no reason to lie, they’re both grown men and very professional and perfectly capable of making these movies together just keeping a polite work relationship, no need for them to say they’re good friends if they’re not, imo.

So I really do think they get along super well and feel comfortable around each other (which, with Chris’ social anxiety, it also tells you something), and I’m gonna respect what they’ve both said about the topic. But in case you’re still worried about it, nonnie, I gathered these for you <3

  • them sharing a private moment and laughing together while someone else was answering a question [x]
  • Seb walking out and going straight to squeeze Chris’ shoulder and Chris holding his hand [x]
  • you can’t fake THIS [x]
  • they’re both all Heart Eyes™ is2g [x]
  • ahemm… [x]
  • AHEMM…. [x]
  • and just… what even was this hug i swear [x]
  • the Chubby Dumpling Incident [x]

and honestly I just had to stop there because I could go oooon and on and I’d never see the end of it, so I hope these few examples will help calm you down!

I’d recommend unfollowing/muting/blocking that blog if it’s making you feel that bad about this, and just ignoring whatever they’re saying about these two or about Chris hating Seb, because, really, look at this man:

<3333

yesiamdeliciouslycaffeinated  asked:

So kink i just discovered about myself. Modern AU Bucky wears contacts which you dont realize until he walks into your bakery giving you a hey baby and a kiss before sitting down to do some homework for his courses. And all you can do is stare. He lifts his backwards cap of his head to scratch for a second before noticing the icing running onto the counter because you're so distracted by the black framed glasses on his face and the dirty thoughts you have of him thrusting into you (1/2)

While staring down at you with the glasses on and he asks whats wrong. After squeaking when you try to talk, you clear your throat and ask when he started wearing glasses. And when he notices you squirming and pressing your thighs together he grins, tips his chair back, and says all the time now.

Hi yes this fucked me up in ways I can’t even tell you - Gen 

Sinful Sunday™

anonymous asked:

9 with our fave hellbeast

Horrorterror Makkachin loves pats.

Also, whoever is touching him gets just the littlest bit of fuzziness in their head? This is why Yuuri likes patting Makkachin so much. It makes him calm and he doesn’t think about so many things all at once. Makkachin knows this, and tends to press his body against Yuuri when he can tell that Yuuri is becoming anxious. They go through the steps of getting Makkachin registered as an emotional support dog when Yuuri comes to Saint Petersburg so that Makkachin can come on airplanes and stay in hotel rooms with them.

Also he’s just!! so soft!! Viktor is always shocked at how soft Makkachin is because he doesn’t really take him to the groomers? He used to, often, but the groomers used to tell him that Makkachin’s hair wasn’t too long and that he couldn’t have a bath too often or his skin would get dry. Viktor was always confused because Makkachin??? hadn’t had a bath in two months?? He eventually just gave up.

Sometimes Makkachin purposefully rolls in something filthy because he enjoys bathtime with the people. Viktor does, too. There are many pictures and videos on Viktor’s phone of Yuuri standing with a pair of old and loose sweatpants (Viktor’s) rolled up to mid-thigh, carefully shampooing Makkachin’s ears and singing, “What a good boy Makkachin! Let’s get all clean Makka-makkachin!”

anonymous asked:

Are there any Photographer!Derek and Model!Stiles fics and the reverse? I love your blog

Hey :)

Thank you!!! Yes! I love these ones. 

Shutterbug by  Yiichi | 53.4K

Derek Hale is the photographer for the family-run magazine ‘NECKZ ‘n THROATS’, a periodical aimed solely at the werewolf demographic. When the model for their monthly bails out, the staff are hard-pressed to find someone else to photograph at the last minute.

Stiles Stilinski is a college student, scraping by on odd jobs to pay for his education fees. When his long-time friend Lydia finds him a one-off gig at a photo-shoot, he figures it couldn’t hurt.

As contrary as their natures appear to be, Derek finds the most fascinating piece of art at the end of his lens.

thursdays, filled with hope by  bleep0bleep | 5.2K

In which Stiles is an art student who needs one more model for a particular series of nude portraits, and his laundromat crush offers to help him out.

Not A Porn Star by  KuriKuri | 3.2K

“So, how do I look?” Stiles asks, doing a slow turn.

Derek almost forgets to respond, he’s so distracted by the way the black lace clings to Stiles’ ass and stretches over his hips.

“Since when are you an underwear model?” Derek finally manages.

My Hips Don’t Lie (And I’m Starting To Feel You Boy) by MagnificentlyMagic | 5K

The one in where Derek is a photographer for Calvin Klein and has roped in his dancer boyfriend (and his dancer friends) to model for him.

Pictures Of You by  charlesdk | 7.3K

Prompt: “how about photographer!derek and model!stiles with derek taking sneaky pictures of stiles on set laughing/eating and sitting around reading in his glasses every time they shoot together? (maybe laura steals the pictures and publishes them -maybe with quotes derek said about stiles when he thought no one was listening- and that’s how stiles finds out about derek’s crush on him?)”

Exactly two years ago, I was sitting on my aunt’s couch alone. Everyone else had gone on a walk, but I didn’t go outside much. Sleeping also didn’t come so easily to me and I had been up all night thinking about something that has been bothering me for a long time. Despite being half asleep I scrolled through Twitter with one eye open and god bless the soul who retweeted one particular video onto my timeline. When I pressed play I had no idea how important this song, this music video, this person, would mean to me.

Hayley has spoken a great deal about validation in interviews and how she wishes that she realized “The only validation I need is from myself,” earlier on in her life. The message of accepting oneself in the moment instead of struggling through childhood and saving all the self love stuff for adulthood was one I desperately needed to hear, but didn’t realize it yet. But I had realized something.

On June 24th, 2015 I most definitely knew that I was a lesbian, but I most definitely did not feel validated. I had questioned my sexuality for as long as I could remember. I questioned myself as a young child when I felt different from my friends for a reason I couldn’t quite pinpoint. I questioned myself when people asked me why I didn’t have a boyfriend yet and- in a disgusted tone- if that made me a lesbian. I questioned myself when I learned about how being gay was a sin everyday in religion class. I questioned myself the first time I kissed a girl and she told me I wasn’t supposed to kiss back- it was only experimentation so I knew the rules when the time to kiss a boy came. I questioned everything every time I heard a friend or a family member talk about us, in that repulsed and all-knowing tone. From the ages eleven to fourteen all I really thought about was the possibility of me being gay and whether or not I deserved to live if I was.

Two years ago, I was 14 years old and I knew. I knew. I hadn’t fully accepted it yet but I knew. Years of internalized homophobia still needed to be dealt with and I still struggle with it today. None of that mattered when I hit play on that music video. I entered a new world. A world where people like me existed. A world where we didn’t exist entirely for the male gaze. A world where we weren’t used to gain a diverse audience then killed off for shock value. A world where we simply existed for ourselves.

There’s nothing that will ever beat hearing “I’m real and I don’t feel like boys” as a young closeted and terrified lesbian. There’s nothing hearing the loud “Girls like girls like boys do” followed by the casual “nothing new”. People like us are real and we always have been and we are never going away. In an interview- that I can’t find at the moment- I remember Hayley saying that Trenton represents everything that initially held Coley and Sonya (who represent every lgbt couple) back from falling in love. Whether that be friends, family, homophobia around them, or shame within themselves. After Coley fucking punches Trenton in the face and kisses Sonya like she’s wanted to for so long, I wanted to punch all my shame and self hatred in the face and let go of my internalized homophobia forever (and, of course, kiss a pretty girl). For a second I wanted to come out to everyone I met and ask out pretty girls and go to pride marches and not care what anyone thought. Things wouldn’t come that easily and I still struggle everyday with shame, fear, and anxiety because of my sexuality- that’s not just going to go away. But I sure do love myself more than I did. I have come out to a few people and I will tell everyone I need to with time. The best news is that I have asked out (and kissed) a pretty girl and she is now my wonderful girlfriend who makes me feel more proud to be myself than anyone else ever has. I really wish I could punch boys who I’ve never met in the face that shout “dyke” at me in the hallway and approach me after class and ask “So how does it work?”. As well as girls who call me a lesbo deliberately right behind my back so I will hear it. I wish I could punch everyone in the face who doesn’t think my relationship is valid, everyone who we have to hide it around. Everyone who believes people like us don’t deserve to exist freely, everyone who actively fights against our right to be free. Unfortunately, I’m way too much of a coward to do that. However, I am brave enough to know that I am worth so much more than a straight person’s “opinion” of me, every single one of us are. And I think that’s pretty brave.

I am growing everyday and I truly believe that the day my seed was planted was 2 years ago when I finally saw myself as I truly was. A person. Girls who like girls are people and we are valid and we belong to ourselves. And I’m so incredibly grateful that Hayley Kiyoko realized that the only person she needs validation from is herself so she could pass this message down to me and to 70,424,356 viewers on Youtube and to so many others around the world. This will never just be a day for me, because the day I saw Stefanie Scott- with face full of cuts and bruises- ride down the street on her bicycle on her way to steal some guy’s girl, I would feel valid and real for the first time in my life. Representation can change lives when it’s done right, I sure as hell know it changed mine.

We live in an evil and disgusting world, but people like Hayley grant us with hope. Hayley, thank you for making art, and thank you for having the courage to share it with the world. The amount of lives you’ve changed and people you’ve given validation, hope, and an escape to growths everyday. The amount of people you’ve helped grow into confident and self-loving humans will never stop increasing. Thank you, for everything.

anonymous asked:

Bucky coming home seeing you leaning against the counter, in plum coloured lingerie & eating a plum. A drop of the juice trailing down your chin to your neck, as it goes down your chest Bucky lets out a soft groan. He rushes over to you and licks it up before giving you a rough kiss. "Doll, you look good enough to eat." he growls, hiking you up onto the counter then he procedes to eat you out.

“Sweeter than any plum I’ve tasted” he says when he’s done, pressing a wet kiss to your inner thigh.

Sinful Sunday™

The narrator–unsure of how to caption this mild flirting–asked her husband for help. He suggested that Dominic say, “I know I’m a sorcerer but ladies say I’m a wizard in the sack.” When pressed to describe the difference between sorcerers and wizards, the narrator’s husband said “sorcerers are naturally talented, but wizards have to work for it.”

Hmm.

When asked again, the narrator’s husband suggested that Dominic say, “do you believe in magic? I hope you do, ‘cause I’m your friendly wizard with the size twelve shoes.

The narrator–unlike Lark–is currently repulsed by the romantic suggestions of her male counterpart.

“Size twelve, you say?”

anonymous asked:

Sitting in between Harry's legs, stretched out on the couch together. Running his toes against yours, lovingly. Feeling him pressing kisses on your head when you play with his long fingers. Hearing every once in a while if he can have a kiss. 😔😭

I’m gonna cry. This is so wonderful :(

armiger blue pt 1

Happy NyxNoct Week fam! :)

Notes: T for language, Pacific Rim AU
Aiming to upload the whole thing on ao3 once complete :)


The Gralea Shatterdome was an orchestra building to crescendo. It was moving machine parts and welding sparks. It was electronic beeps of varying octaves and colors–and pauses in between–every time a button was pressed. It was the barely inaudible squeak when a lever was pulled, a crank tightened. It was tanks: for oxygen, and lubricant and coolant on flatbed trolleys trundling along behind tractor units. It was fresh magazines of SERAPH K90 ramjet rockets waiting to be triple-checked before they could follow where the tanks had gone. Most of all it was people darting in and around the jaegar with an urgency and efficiency reminiscent of EMTs caught in the whirlwind of triage.

The new directive had been issued ten hours earlier but the unprecedented surge in morale and productivity that followed had yet to plateau: teams of technicians serpentining around each other according to an unspoken road code that prevented people from colliding. In startling contrast, two figures central to the Jaegar-Daemon conflict remained perfectly still in the organised, chaotic epicenter of it all, face to face for the first time in twenty years. There might have been a tell-tale flash from a Nikon, but it would have been indistinguishable from the spotlights illuminating every corner of Hangar 5.

Nyx Ulric and Armiger Blue, heroes of Galahd.

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anonymous asked:

DB story says a lot. He's in therapy and this all relates to his father. He blames his father for everything that has gone wrong in his life he's opened up to the press when he should have gone to his father and confronted him. Both Harry and Will don't like Camilla and PC did wrong he put her first before his boys and now Harry is suffering. I'm sure he loves his father but Harry feels betrayed by him. It's very sad.

Thanks, anon, that’s what I get too

anonymous asked:

Confused as to why any exo-anti would come onto an exo fansite and spread hate. Do they want to be ostracized? Anyways, continue your fabulous work(:

idk why they thought I would be pressed about bts when I LITERALLY MAKE BTS CHATS 😂😂😂 well I guess they got they attention they wanted yay

I think one thing that will always bother me is the hate that’s on this game.

Originally posted by plasticismylife

Super Princess Peach.

It came out in the early 2000s and is the first game where Peach is the main playable character. Bowser kidnaps Mario, Luigi, and Toad and holds them hostage hoping that since he kidnapped the heroes that Peach will surrender herself.

So she goes off on an adventure to rescue them and fight Bowser. It received a lot of criticism for being too “easy” and the nature in which Peach attacked enemies besides stomping on them.

Originally posted by leecario

If you never played the top screen was where Peach was and the bottom screen was the touch screen and you can see the hearts with four different emotions since Peach was on an island where emotions were heavily tied into the game and its lore.

Joy made you fly and when not pressing a directional button would make a small cyclone so you could either solve puzzles or knock enemies clear off the screen, rage made you set your self on fire and stomp around, gloom made you run super fast and also cry so you could water things and make them grow, and calmness actually helped you regain your health. 

You also had Perry, the parasol join you in your journey and help out. You could get different power ups with him. It was a really cute and fun little game. 

But everyone jokes, “Oh of course Peach uses her emotions to fight instead of fighting!”

What’s so bad about that? I hate how femininity makes people think that a person is inherently weak? Peach runs her own kingdom a very prosperous one at that, went out on her own to retrieve Mario and Luigi, and used her emotions to help her work out problems and overcome a bad situation.

It’s a solid platformer that is a lot of fun to play and I wish it was known for being a good game rather than, “lmao that game where Peach cries all the time.”

I love when men use the fact that they’re naturally stronger than women to justify why they are superior/should be in charge (that argument is bunk anyway but that’s a problem for another day) but think about that. like your best argument is that you’re more suited to manual labour?? you think you should run the world because you can lift more rocks than i can? see here sonny boy so can horses and you don’t see them disproportionately managing the fortune 500 OR giving me this weak attitude. get your head right and go chop some firewood since you’re so much better at it