and yes we know we look alike

anonymous asked:

what is this sss that you all speak of

Time to drop your panties for these beautiful men 

They are all brothers. Yes I know, they don’t look alike and that is because their father is a man whore. So god damn can we just appreciate them for a bit? 

The one on the floor, wearing white, is Mei Taratino. He is a world famous pianist and Jesus Christ he is a cinnamon roll who needs protection. He deserves your love. Can we appreciate his beautiful facial features tho? Look how his waves gently falls on his face. God he is eatable. 

The one sitting on the couch handle shit, is Shizuka Kira. He is a supermodel and he is such a sweetie. He is a whore for sneakers and honestly SAME. We don’t have a route for him yet but hopefully soon D: 

The one fixing his hair is Rei Shindo. He doesn’t have a route either but he seems like the sweet guy right! But fucker seems controlling and I want to know more about Rei. 

NOW THE NEXT THREE BROTHERS ARE ALL MY HUSBANDS SO LETS GO IN ORDER. 

HUSBAND #3 IS THE FUCKER IN THE GREY OZZING OUT SEX APPEAL. TOMA MOTHER FUCKING KIRA. Look at that jaw, its perfect to ride his face. Sorry I’m frustrated LMAO, he is honestly the sweetest. He comes off harsh but his intentions are pure. His past haunts him and I love this sweet baby. 

HUSBAND #2 IS THE FUCKER WITH THE SMIRK AND HIS CROSSED LEGS. FIST ME PAPI. HIS NAME IS CHIAKI KIRA. GOD DAMN BITCH. IM THIRSTY FOR HIM. OKAY HE IS PROBLEMATIC. In the beginning he uses you for the typical excuse of not wanting to be something okay. People take it the wrong way, but people are just hating on him. I love everything about Chiaki and his route is hilarious. He is relatable for being lazy as fuck and when he screams the screen shakes and its adorable. 

HUSBAND #1 NOW THE SEXY CLOWN LOOKING LIKE HE STEPPED OUT OF A BOX OF LUCKY CHARMS NAME IS MINAMI KIRA. THIS FUCKING GOOF BALL IS FUCKING EVERYTHING FOR ME. OKAY IS THE TOP PROBLEMATIC OUT OF THE WHOLE BROTHERS. OKAY some people bash on him because they don’t realize the emotional damage this man has gone through. His route is extra angst and I fell in love with him. I don’t excuse his actions but I must give credit where credit is due, he stopped it. You may not understand but if you play his route, try to understand him.

Two Ghosts

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Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: The final part in which Archie tries to reunite Jughead and (Y/N).

Warnings: none

Word count: 3,257

A/N: IT’S DONE!! hooooly crap this was a roller coaster, I’m so glad you guys stuck with me. Prepare to cry and yell and scream and be happy and sad, hope you enjoy!!!!


Same lips red, same eyes blue
Same white shirt, couple more tattoos
But it’s not you and it’s not me

When snow began to coat the ground in Riverdale, Jughead could feel (Y/N) slipping farther away into his memories.

It had been four months since they boarded their separate planes and returned home from their internship in New York.  Within those four months, Jughead began his senior year, lost touch with (Y/N), and rose to the top of his classes using his newfound writing knowledge.  Hell, if Betty Cooper wasn’t in his class, Jughead would’ve thought he could have a chance at getting valedictorian.

He didn’t mean to lose touch with (Y/N).  It happened gradually: in the beginning, they texted nonstop.  But then schoolwork started piling up on both ends, and both Jughead and (Y/N) grew too busy to bother an attempt at maintaining a relationship.

Technically, they never formally broke up.  If he wanted, Jughead could still claim that he had a girlfriend.

“You could still call her, bro,” Archie advised him one night at Pop’s.  “I’m sure she’d pick up.”

“It’s not that simple, Archie,” Jughead countered, staring at the snowfall outside the window.  “I can’t just call her after two months of dead silence and expect things to return to how they were.”

“Then don’t expect it,” he offered.  “Start over.”

“Archie, what I had with (Y/N) was something special.”  He tore his eyes away from the window and looked at Archie, emphasizing every word.  “I can’t just start it over.  I can’t just walk up to her and reintroduce myself as a new person or try to start this relationship from scratch.  Hell, I can’t even walk up to her because she lives hundreds of miles away from Riverdale.”

“Listen, Jug.  All I’m saying is that if you never contact her, you’re gonna regret it.  That choice is going to weigh you down for the rest of your life, and if you don’t at least get some closure with (Y/N), you’re gonna compare every other girl you’ll ever be with to her.”

Tastes so sweet, looks so real
Sounds like something that I used to feel
But I can’t touch what I see

Maybe once the sun escaped the thick winter clouds Jughead would be able to rebuild his relationship with (Y/N).  Or maybe in time, he would learn to get over her, even without closure.

He knew, as soon as he told her he loved her, that it wouldn’t work.  He had played rom-coms like that at the Twilight Drive-In plenty of times; he knew that it doesn’t end well.  In order for him to have a happy ending with (Y/N), he’d have to fly out to find her and confess his love.  But Jughead did not have the time nor the money to be able to do that.  

Maybe he could accept a life without (Y/N).  A life without her smile burning in the back of his mind, a life without him constantly replaying every moment he ever shared with her in his head.  It was suffocating.

The worst part was when she infiltrated his dreams.

She was always there, every night.  Whether it just be a bystander to different events or the main focus, her face was always there.  The worst part was waking up and finding that she wasn’t sleeping next to him.  She wasn’t sleeping in the room next door, and she wasn’t even sleeping in the same city as him.

It wasn’t just the memories that plagued him; it was the thought of what could have been.  Maybe if they stayed in New York, maybe if he went with her, maybe if she went with him.  Maybe if he had a different counterpart, maybe if he had never gotten accepted for the internship program, maybe if he never even tried.  

Maybe if he had never met here.

But then these doubts led to memories of (Y/N) telling him to not regret anything that happened.  As he reminisced, he’d smile at how well she knew him.  She was expecting him to do this to himself.

We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

“Archie, are you sure we should do this?” Betty questioned as she, Archie, and Veronica huddled together at a booth in Pop’s.  “I mean, Jughead would be pissed if he found out we did this behind his back.”

“Yeah, Arch, do you know what you’re doing?” Veronica took Betty’s side.  “If he finds out-”

“The only way Jughead would find out is if this works,” Archie argued, clutching his phone tightly. “And when he does find out, he’ll be so happy that he’ll forget to be mad at us.”

“Of course he’ll be happy, but this is his problem to deal with,” Betty pointed out.

Archie sighed, “He’s not dealing with it, though, that’s the problem.  And that’s why we’re calling her.”  

Betty and Veronica sighed, and Archie took that as a sign of compliance.  He picked up his phone and scrolled through his contacts, searching for one that he recently added.  When he found it, he tapped it and held his phone against his ear.

“Hello?” a voice sounded from the other side of the call.

“Hi, I’m Archie Andrews. Is this (Y/N)?”

“Yes.”  

There was a moment of silence where Archie expected her to keep talking.  When she didn’t, Archie began to tell her his plan: “Listen, (Y/N), I know you and Jughead haven’t spoken lately.”

(Y/N) scoffed.

“But Veronica and Betty and I are worried about him,” he continued, “and we think the only solution is if he sees you again, or at least if you two start talking to each other.”

“Archie,” she sighed, “it’s not that simple.  I’m busy, he’s busy, and we just don’t have time for each other right now.  We have a mutual understanding of that.”

“Yes, I know, he’s told me that too.  But I haven’t seen him this miserable since his dad was arrested, and I bet that you’re miserable over there too.”

“Okay I’ll admit it, I miss him, but we’re both slammed with academics, and it’s hard to just pick up where we left off.”

“It’s funny,” Archie dryly laughed, “Jughead said the same thing.”

“Great minds think alike. Look, Archie, it was really sweet of you to do this for Jughead, but this is just a matter of time.  Either he’ll get over me, or one day we’ll meet again. You’re just gonna have to let it play out.”  Without allowing Archie to reply, (Y/N) hung up.

The fridge light washes this room white
Moon dances over your good side
This was all we used to need

“I don’t want to say I told you so,” Betty said as soon as Archie lowered his phone with a defeated expression, “but I told you so.”

“What exactly did (Y/N) say?” Veronica inquired.

Archie sighed, “She basically repeated what Jughead said.  She told me that they were both too busy to keep in touch and that they’ll either get over each other or meet up again one day.”

“Isn’t that a good thing, though?” Betty questioned.  “I mean, at least they have a mutual understanding.  At least (Y/N) isn’t sitting at home crying because Jughead is ignoring her.”

“But they’re both miserable!” he protested.  “I could hear how upset (Y/N) was, and we’ve all seen how Jughead is doing.  They need each other.”

“You don’t want to push them, Archiekins,” Veronica warned him.  “You know how Jughead gets when you ask him about (Y/N) too much, and I’m sure she’s the same way.”

“She did hang up on me.”

“Exactly.  Look, they love each other.  They both know that, and I’m sure they’ve both had their own struggles in deciding whether or not to wait for each other.  There’s a lot of trust on both ends of their relationship. I have faith in them, and you should too.”

Tongue-tied like we’ve never known
Telling those stories we already told
‘Cause we don’t say what we really mean

Archie wanted to believe in his best friend, but he didn’t want to leave Jughead’s happiness in the hands of fate.  Jughead’s life had went wrong one too many times, and Archie didn’t want him to have to suffer with another heartbreak because of his refusal to speak to (Y/N).

A week later, he decided to call (Y/N) again.

“Archie, you need to leave this alone,” she scolded him as soon as she answered the phone.

Archie groaned, “You’re both being stubborn.”

“We’re both busy,” she corrected him, rolling her eyes.

“It doesn’t take up that much time to just send a text every once in a while.”

“That’s like dangling a bone in front of a puppy,” (Y/N) snapped, but Archie could detect traces of sadness in her statement.  She sighed and calmed herself down.  “Of course I want to talk to Jughead, but I don’t want to have to wait hours upon hours for a reply from him.  It’s cruel for us to do that to ourselves and each other.  We just have to wait.”

“And you’re willing to remain miserable for your indefinite period of waiting?” Archie demanded.

“Yes.”

Archie went silent, and (Y/N) thought she had finally convinced him to leave her and Jughead’s situation alone.  But after a minute, he spoke up again:

“Come to Riverdale.”

“Excuse me?”  She glanced at her phone as if to question it if she heard him correctly.  “Have you not been listening to me?  I don’t even have time to maintain a conversation with Jughead.  How do you think I’d find the time to fly up to Riverdale?”

“Listen, spring break is coming up in three months.  We’ll have a week off, so you could fly in then.”

“Archie, I’m completely broke.”

“I’ll help you pay for your ticket,” he offered.  “And I’m sure Betty and Veronica would love to help out, too.  Plus I bet Ronnie would let you stay with her, so you wouldn’t have to bother with searching for a hotel.”

“Archie-”

“I’m not asking you to make a decision now.  I’m just asking if you could think about it.  Please, for Jughead.”

(Y/N) breathed out a sigh she didn’t know she was holding in, and Archie felt his heart clench in anticipation of her decision.  Finally, after a moment of contemplation, she spoke up.

“I’ll consider it.”

We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me

“You convinced her to come to Riverdale?” Veronica questioned the next day as she, Betty, Archie, and Kevin sat at lunch.  Jughead was in the library working on an essay.

“Well she hasn’t decided yet,” Archie admitted, “but she said she’d consider it.”

“How did you get her to even consider it?” Betty inquired.  “I mean, from what you told us last week, it sounded like she was determined to wait it out.”

“I told her that I’d help pay for her ticket,” he explained, shrugging.  “And I was hoping maybe you guys would too?”  

Betty, Veronica, and Kevin all feverishly nodded.

“Of course we’ll pitch in!” Kevin exclaimed.  “Anything to help those two achieve endgame.”

“And Ronnie,” he turned to Veronica, “would she be able to stay at your place?  I think if she had a guaranteed, nice place to stay she’d be more likely to agree.”

“Yeah, she’s welcome to stay with me,” Veronica smiled.  “I’m really glad you’re doing this for Jughead, Archiekins.  I’m sure he’ll be ecstatic to hear that she’s coming.”

“That’s the thing…” he trailed off, causing the rest of the table to lean forwards.  “I don’t think we should tell Jughead.”

“Obviously we won’t tell him right now,” Betty shrugged nonchalantly, “but once it’s guaranteed, we should tell him.”  Archie awkwardly shifted in his seat, and Betty’s face twisted into an expression of confusion.  “You don’t want to tell him at all?”

“I feel like he’ll get mad,” Archie defended himself.  “Plus it’ll be a nice surprise for him.”

The other three pursed their lips, but no one protested.

“Alright,” Veronica was the first to admit she succumbed to his reasoning.  “Alright, we won’t tell Jughead.”

We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

For a month, Archie would constantly check his phone, anticipating (Y/N)’s decision.  He switched between phases of confidence and doubt.

When he was confident, Archie convinced himself that there was no way that she could decline this offer. She loved Jughead, and deep down, she despised their decision to take a break.  The opportunity he presented her was too good to not take, and she’d have to be an idiot to decline.

On the other hand, there was a lot of doubt.  (Y/N) placed a lot of trust in Jughead, and maybe she thought that visiting Riverdale could deter that trust.  Or maybe by seeing Jughead, it was like dangling a bone in front of a puppy: just a week together to tease each other, and then they would be hundreds of miles apart again.  It would be just another painful goodbye, another heartbreak.

During those days of doubt, Archie almost considered calling (Y/N) and retracting his offer.

At the end of February, Archie’s phone rang.  He checked the caller ID to find that it was the response he had been waiting for.

“Hello?” he answered his phone after one ring.

“Hey, Archie,” (Y/N)’s voice greeted through the speaker.  “How’ve you been?”

“Fine,” he responded quickly.  “Listen, (Y/N), I really don’t want to deal with small talk.  Have you decided?”

(Y/N) sighed, and Archie felt his heart drop.  A sigh was never a good sign.  Sighing meant regret, and regret meant that she was declining his offer.

“I’ve decided, Archie, but after a lot of back and forth,” she explained, speaking slower than usual. “It should’ve been an easy decision, but… I don’t know, I guess I’ve been overcomplicating it.”

The conversation died, and Archie sat with his phone pressed against his ear, waiting to hear the final verdict.

“So?”

“So I went with my gut,” she said.  “I went with what felt right, and not with what would be more logical.”

Archie held his breath, hoping, for Jughead’s sake, that she’d give him the answer he craved.

“I’ll come to Riverdale, Archie.”

We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me

Spring, unlike winter, was a time of renewal.  It was a time of getting rid of the old and starting anew.  The snow that coated the ground melted away, revealing perfectly green grass.  Old families grew with new additions, and nature seemed to completely revive itself.

Spring was a time of second chances.

Jughead, always the pessimist, particularly loathed spring that year.  He hated seeing the happy flowers, the bright sunshine, and the couples scattered around Riverdale.

The happiness and hope seemed to be teasing him, taunting him with something he could never have.

The beanie-clad boy sat in Pop’s booth, awaiting Archie’s arrival.  He had received a text from the redhead earlier that day instructing him to go to the diner at a specific time and sit at a specific booth.  Although he found the request odd, Jughead figured that Archie was just being silly.

Jughead was facing his lap, staring at his phone.  He didn’t look up when the bell on the door jingled, nor when someone sat across from him and grabbed a menu.

They sat together in silence for a few moments, Jughead’s attention still placed towards his phone and his companion flipping through the menu.  The quietness was broken when the person sitting across from Jughead set their menu down.

“You know, these burgers better be damn good,” the voice said, and Jughead’s head snapped up when he immediately recognized the voice, “because I’m gonna be here for a while.”

“(Y/N)?”

She grinned, and he recognized the same sparkle in her eyes that were there on the first day that he met her.  The day that changed everything.

“Hey, Jug.”

We’re not who we used to be
We don’t see what we used to see
We’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

Her hair was longer. The bags under her eyes were darker. Her skin was slightly paler.

Change was unavoidable. Jughead knew that.

But the funny thing about change is that it comes in bits and pieces, and then, sometimes, it floods in all at once.  With Jughead and (Y/N), it was the opposite.

Their meeting was like the universe slamming two galaxies together, a change that shocked them to their core.

Falling in love was subtle like the autumn leaves breaking off from their branches and, one by one, descending towards the ground.

Departing was like ripping an atom apart—practically impossible and unimaginable.

But coming back together was another subtlety; it felt like returning to an incomplete puzzle.

They asked each other questions all night and throughout the rest of the week together, trying to finish the puzzle that they started in New York.

“What colleges have you applied to?” (Y/N) inquired, swinging her and Jughead’s hands back and forth.

Jughead grinned. “Well obviously, I had to apply to places with excellent writing programs.”

She laughed, “Obviously.”

“And I got accepted into two places: Northwestern University and New York University.”

“Juggie,” (Y/N) stopped in the middle of her tracks and grabbed Jughead’s other hand.  When he looked into her eyes, he noticed the tears building up in them.  “I got accepted into NYU, too.”

Without replying, Jughead dropped her hands and grabbed her face, pulling her towards him.  He pressed his lips against hers, and she immediately responded and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“We could go to college together,” Jughead whispered after they pulled apart, tears welling up in his eyes too.

(Y/N) rapidly nodded and repeated what he said, “We could go to college together.”

Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat
I’m just trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

Archie was shocked to see that Jughead was grinning after he dropped (Y/N) off at the airport.

“Didn’t you just say goodbye to (Y/N)?” he asked Jughead cautiously, wary to not disturb his apparent happiness.

Jughead’s grin only widened. “Yeah, I did.”

“And that’s not a bad thing?”

“No,” Jughead started walking, causing Archie to follow him, “it’s not.  See, last time we said goodbye, it was sad because we didn’t know if we’d ever see each other again.  But now I know I’ll see her again, and I know when I’ll see her.”  He stopped walking and turned to face Archie, and Archie realized he hadn’t seen Jughead so happy since he first met (Y/N). “We could go to college together, (Y/N) and me.  So I’m going to see her again really soon, and I can trust the universe with that because I love her, and she loves me.  And, like my dad told me, the universe cooperates better when you love someone.”

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All I Had - Part 5

Summary: Savitar kidnaps reader because in the future she was his lover, she was there for him when everyone rejected him. However, she died and now he’s in the present seeking revenge from the team while finding a way to be with her again.

Pairings: Savitar!Barry x reader

Word count: 1479

A/N: Hello! Sorry again for the long time without posting :( We’re getting to the end of this series, so now things are happening lol I hope you guys enjoy it! I’ll try to not take so long for part 6 x

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Mom and I went out to the bar across the street for her early birthday celebration, since she doesn’t have her birthday off. She’ll be 55 this year, but she sure as heck doesn’t look it. Had some delicious food and one drink, and chatted about some important things. Feels good to get her laughing, she’s been so stressed out lately.

It’s rare that I post my face and even rarer that I show much else, but Mom deserved a post.

anonymous asked:

Hey there, thanks for running this lovely blog! I was just wondering if you know why a DNA test for a dog might be.. "wrong" (I use the word hesitantly). We had our dog tested a little while ago just for the fun of it- because we know both of his parents, and their parents as well- but the test showed him being mostly a breed that neither parent or grandparent was, and very little of a breed he looks distinctly like, and it really confused us. Thank you!

Thank you! Yes, sometimes they can be wrong and you can ask the company to re-test. From what I’ve read, some dog breeds vary vastly when it comes to their DNA, but others can be very close - even if they physically look nothing alike. Chihuahuas, for example, are said to have similar genetics to a Mastiff.

Follower thingie! 300 + !

I’ve been lucky enough to be followed back by some of the most talented individuals residing on this here very site; I feel quite blessed. I’ll mention a few but not a whole lot! If you aren’t mentioned A. We haven’t interacted much. B. I forgot bc im a bean.

Anyway.

@aurumalas: I really relish the chance to exchange ideas with you in regards to Xayah && Rakan, I love the threads we have planned canon && Au alike && really am looking forward to building stuff with you !

@unadulteratedcolordaze Despite the fact that Im so slow on replying to things I really love seeing you on my dash! && the student/ teaching thing we have going on is really fun to write !

@valorandmoxie: RAISES LEGGY. I adore your Quinn. I love our random IM antics that always leave me smiling && the memes you drop to me at times! alksjdalkjsdasd just yes <3

@noxiancrybaby: Your oc is just YES. She’s so well written && established && I know we dont interact that much (Mostly bc im slow as shit at replying) I really enjoy the threads we have currently !

@lachassedenuit: You’ve ruined me with this cute-angst as fuck ship that we have going, I really hope I get the chance to write with your Yas as well as I just really love your writing && just YOU.

@schxrfe: Another person I’ve had the chance to do a lil bit of plotting with! (i’m not so grand on the whole plotting thing tbh .-. ) im so looking forward to how this whole thing turns out; kicking arse, getting captured, throwing some assholes in jail. :’D 

@rise-of-thorns: We’ve only chatted a few times & we do have a thread currently that I’ve really enjoyed writing! the occ chats we’ve had have been really insightful && you’re someone im lookin’ forward threading to more sometime in the future.

@deathdigging: The theme you commissioned me is just amaze <3 I really enjoy seeing your stuff on my dash be it promos, threads with others; it’s just so nice to see Yorick portrayed so accurately ;; 

@wontlctgo: Now. YOU YOU YOU. Your Xayah is so on point. I admire you. I really do. I love the chats we have about HC && the fact that I can just discuss anything with you && you’re up for a chat. Twin muses are so fun && just keep doing you! <3

@ajvna: We plotted a bit! && I really like the ideas we’ve thrown around (Especially about xayah being part of the group {I cant remember what its called im sorry;;}!) I’m keen to continue threading with you && developing an awesome friendship/whatever xD



If you’re tagged in this bottom bit I either admire you from afar or we have one or two threads && yes you’re also amazing!

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Summery: Benny and Jenny Weir are the dynamic duo or as their cousin Stiles Stilinski calls them the terrible twosome.

Both having inherited special powers from their parents they are always in trouble, so when they get kicked out of Whitechapel after irritating the resident vampires and are shipped off to Beacon hills Stiles begins to see just how much trouble his baby cousins can be.

Teen Wolf/ My Babysitters A Vampire Crossover

Word Count: 1626

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Jenny had woken up early and was happy to see a cute outfit tucked into her window with a note written in Sarah’s hand writing.



“We saved up and got you that dress you like.” Jenny read to herself as she pulled on the dark blue floral dress and grabbed a mid-waist army jacket and knee high boots letting her white socks stick out a little over the top.



A soft thumping on the bathroom door told her Benny was awake and she skipped happily across the room unlocking it and was almost flattened by her brother who stumbled through as if he’d been leaning on the door hoping to fall through it and, judging by the pink sparks that flew from his hands he quite possibly would have if she had she taken any longer.



“Look what Grandma sent us, also Erica got me a new shirt cool huh?” Benny offered his sister a wand with her name neatly engraved in it and showed her a new spell book and potion kit while he held up his hands so she could see his new shirt.


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Define Justice - Chapter 2

Chapter Summary: Dean Smith, a behavioral analyst with the FBI, has the chance of a lifetime with a career opportunity. The trio of killers celebrates their successful kill.
Pairing: Sam Winchester x Ruby x Reader, Dean Smith
Word Count: 2941
Warnings: Smut (M/F/F), oral sex (male and female receiving), language, description of violence
Author’s Note: Chapter two! It’s here! Thank you to @saxxxology for betaing this as well as writing the smut in this part. Tags are open, and as always I love feedback!

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“Smith, did you hear me?” Agent Fitzgerald said, lazily waving a hand in front of his face.

“Huh? Oh yeah, sorry. What were you saying?” Dean said, shaking his head as the elevator ascended.

“I asked you if you were excited about the task force selection today? With Danvers out on maternity leave, they’re going to pick someone from the Behavioral Analyst pool. That means you and me, buddy!” Fitzgerald lightly punched Dean on the arm.

“I just started at the FBI a few months ago, Fitz. They’re not picking me, no matter how much I want to,” Dean sighed right as the elevator dinged to the sixth floor. “The Justice Killer is on the top of the Most Wanted list, they want someone with experience.”

“Ye of little faith, Smith. I’ll catch you at lunch,” Fitzgerald said, stepping out into the lobby area of the floor and walking toward one of the doors on the side.

Dean let out a heavy sigh and stepped off the elevator, walking straight toward the double glass doors in front of him. He leaned down to the retinal scanner on the right side of the door and let it scan his eye. The door unlocked with a muffled click, and he stepped inside.

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Rap Daddy (Part 3)

Episode 3: Rap Twins

As the show began immediately there was a noticeable change between the last episode and this one. The two person couch had now been replaced by one that was built for three people.

“Good morning” Yongguk greeted the staff as he sat down in the middle section of the couch.

As he appeared there were bold letters at the bottom of the screen saying ‘Welcome Back Yongguk’.

This time instead of thanking and welcoming Yongguk from behind the camera the PD stood up and shook his hand. “We didn’t think you would accept our invitation. We are glad to have you as Rap Daddy number three, Bang Yongguk.”

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anonymous asked:

Idk if you've answered this question bfr but how did u and ellieljade first knew each other? Ur friendship just seems dope lmao

I know @ellieljade has answered it a time or two before, so I’ll go ahead and do so this time. 

Once upon a time, in the subreddit for BTS (r/bangtan), there was a post about everyone’s ages and how one user felt odd because they weren’t in their teens and I joined in with my own woes. Come to find out, there’s a lot of us ARMY peeps that aren’t in our teens but we still stan our boys and I was introduced to a (at the time) safe place to join my fellow olds in stanning and thirsting after not just BTS but any group.  After some time, Nicole got drunk one night and put out a post asking if anyone wanted to start a KKT chat. If I remember correctly, her post was something like, “So. I’m drunk and this seems like a great plan.” I quickly joined in along with ten or so others. 

For a time, we were all very active in that chat, but one thing was a bit hard to keep up with and that was shipping. Nicole and I… we just can’t do shipping between real people. Fictional characters? Hell. Yes. (Looking at you VoldemortxHarry *cough*). So, when all of the shipping members of the chat were posting about fics they were working on or fics they had read, I piped in with a TaehyungxReader fic that I had stumbled upon and died reading. Nicole promptly joined me in the fangirling and we ended up making a separate chat for just the two of us. 

And the rest? Well, it’s history. Lmfao. 

We got to know each other more, discovering that we’re so eerily alike in many, many ways. Beyond the mutual kinks, we had similar childhoods, things we like, things we hate, etc. It gets almost creepy sometimes, tbh. And it was through our messaging that she started writing and then I followed after her. We’re constantly exchanging ideas for new plots, kinks to add, conversations that should be had, and scenarios that need to happen. Not a day goes by where we’re not messaging each other, even now that we’re 14 hours apart time wise.

It’s weird to think that we weren’t talking to each other a little over a year ago. I text her more than my parents and my best friends. She texts me more than she does her own husband lmfao. It’s a good friendship, a great one, and I love her. And her filthy mind. <3

EDIT: Correction. Nicole IS a best friend. So. I text her more than all of my other friends and best friends.
Save Me

Big Cass/OC: You just dealt with a breakup and decide to go to a party with your friend and her boyfriend. Her boyfriend gets drunk and stupid and is all over you and your friend won’t do anything about it. Cass comes to your aid, getting your friend’s boyfriend to leave you alone and walks you home. While sitting at your house, he admits he has feelings for you that you just so happen to reciprocate. Smut happens. Kinda fluffy mostly smutty goodness for @heyitstatianita

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  • Levy: ... Y'know, you don't look anything like your brother.
  • Ultear: Zeref? Of course we look a little alike.
  • Levy: The pink-haired one.
  • Ultear: ... Yes, well, these things happen. Mother adopted him, you know. Him and Zeref both. We're not blood-related.
  • Levy: So why are you keeping Lisanna from flirting with him?? I mean, playing the overprotective sister's okay, but don'tcha think you should support your... bro? ^^;
  • Ultear: Of course I support him. The only person in this world who supports him more than me is Zeref~. It's just that if a girl wants to be with my otouto, they have to meet my expectations. n_____n
  • Levy: But you turn Lisanna away. And Mira. And Erza. Well, you *try* to turn those two away - they really fight you on that.
  • Ultear: Harlots... >___>
  • Levy: Well... What if I'M interested in your "Otouto"?
  • Ultear: . . . Don't take this the wrong way, but no way in hell, flat-chest. n______n
  • Levy: WHY?!
  • Ultear: Because I said so. And you don't have the power to make me reconsider. n___n
  • Levy: You just want Natsu for yourself, Miss Incest... >___>
  • Ultear: I don't think it can be called incest if we're not related by blood~ We grew up in Isvan, so I'm the only woman who can appreciate his warmth. n___n v
  • Ur: You know that's not completely true~
  • Ultear: ... Mother. No. We've been through this. You will never be a MILF, certainly not to MY Natsu. >___>
  • Ur: Too late~ Can't stop bein' a MILF. And you're right about Natsu bein' a pretty hot guy~ n___n v
  • Ultear: What must I do to protect Natsu from all you hussies? >___>

anonymous asked:

Exactly Day was unappoligetically herself and still is!!!! I can't wait for the inevitable time when Dom meets her and they talk about Dom's comments she made about Day playing into the ABW stereotype. Dom hasn't played into it at all and is still targeted for nothing. Doesn't matter how soft we speak, how much we smile, or fix our hair, or try to fit in, we are seen as a threat!! I've never seen a season of BBCAN just know key players from lurking in the tag every summer. I will watch BBCAN5!

YES WATCH IT, Ika made me love my face (I don’t wanna say we look alike but we have a lot of similar features that I never realized how beautiful they were until I saw them on someone as confident as Ika sooooo)

I really hope you enjoy bbcan5, even though there’s really no doubt that you’ll love it

anonymous asked:

Everyone meeting their genderbends.

Based on this: here and here

Shu: I look so good. My hair looks super soft. I look like me mom a lot a female. (GB Shu: You look good to. Ooo what dong are you listening to?) The usual you? (same. I’m tired.) Can we just go to sleep? (fine by me.)

Reiji: You look like a proper young woman. (GB Reiji: I must agree, you look like a proper young man.) Thank you for the complement. (Same to you.) Would you like some freshly brewed tea? (We can drink tea and discuss science.) I would enjoy that a lot.

Ayato: OI! YOU HAVE NO BOOBS! (GB Ayato: YOU MAYBE DON’T HAVE A-) OKAY OKAY! (*pouts*) Geez no bobs so what can you do? (I can hoop bet you cant.) Im the best at basket ball! (NO I AM) I AM (I AM) Let’s go to the court. (Let’s go bro.)

Kanato: Teddy female me looks really pretty don’t you agree? (GB Kanato: Teddy male me looks pretty as well.) Do you like sweets? (Do you like pudding?) I like chocolate pudding. (I like vanilla.) Ew.  (yours is ew. No yours is ew!) YOURS (YOURS) YOURS (YOURS) Let’s the sweets. (okay *smile*)

Laito: Mhh look at you~. (Look at you~!) You absolutely sexy! (Oh stop it you do!) *chuckles* (My my do you have a reputation~?) How naughty of you~. I do do you? (I have a weekly streak~!) Look at you seducing men every second~ (Every female for you~) *both giggles*

Subaru: (GB Subaru: wow) What? (We look alike even as different genders.) Your right… (This is creepy..) I know… (My hair is just more wilder.) Mine is flat.  (we’re like twins!) pretty much. (You look slightly feminine maybe that’s it?) Hey!

Ruki: You look nice. (GB Ruki: So do you.) You have a collar on I see? (Yes I never take it off.) Interesting. Do you like books? (Yes!) So do I. (Im reading a murder mystery right now.) So am I. (Maybe we can have a book study?) I would like that. (So would I.)

Kou: Oh my gosh your hair is tdf! (GB Kou: So is yours!!!) No way what products do you use?! (I use dove hair wash it works like crazy!) I need to go get that then! (Your outfit is stunning!) So is yours!! (Shoping?) Shopping!!

Yuma: You have boobs for days! Take that Ayato! (GB Yuma: Heh!) You’re tall also! (Duh.) No need to be a rotten tomato. (Oi! Im not a rotten tomato!) Fine baked potato! (Cabbage) Broccoli! (Carrot!) Grrr.

Azusa: Hi… (GB Azusa: Hi..I like your…hat..) Thank you.. (Do you..like knives..?) Yes…I do want…to see my…collection? (I would..love to..) Okay..please follow me….if you dont..mind.. (Okay…hold my..hand..) Okay…*holds hand*

Carla: My, we have a striking resemblance.  (GB Carla: I have noticed.) You look very nice. (So do you.) Your hair is slightly longer than mine but is still white and red. (It looks nice, your hair.) So do yours. (What a nice scarf you own.) Thank you would you like to see the others? There by the paintings to the left. (Okay let’s go.)

Shin: Dude your ears! (Your tail! Wicked cool!) Thanks! Want some pb squares? (Yes yes yes!) Okay! (You have a patch also?) Yeah you do to! (Yeah!) It’s obvious were the best pair. (Right!) Okay let’s get the snacks! (Kay!)

Soukoku Pool Headcanons
  • Chuuya asking Dazai what type of sunscreen he wears because he’s the responsible one who can function as a proper adult, and Dazai never wants to go on shopping trips. (Dang. Shade.)
  • They both tan easily so when they get back to base, everyone calls them “Double Tan” or “Double Done (like fried meat).”
  • Chuuya is like, “Oi Dazai, hand over some bandages.” Dazai replies, “You’ve finally seen life from my side haven’t you?”

-alternatively-

Chuuya: “Oi, hand over some bandages. I’m burning.”
Dazai: “All prepped for hell, sweetie?”

  • **Chuuya can’t swim, so he has to use his ability to stay afloat.
  • *** He clings onto Dazai in the wave pool because “That jerk loves to ride big waves WITHOUT AN INNERTUBE. HE IS LITERALLY TRYING TO DIE. (DAZAI I DON’T WANT TO BE A PART OF YOUR DOUBLE SUICIDE. LET ME OUT OF THE POOL GOSH DARN IT. internal screaming)”
  • Dazai teasing Chuuya about looking like a (fine af) lady since Chuuya has been hit on by guys before due to the fact he covers up lots and wears a giant sunhat.
  • “Bonus points if Chuuya’s hat is really frilly and flamboyant ‘cause he stole it from Kouyou.”
  • Just imagine Chuuya wearing baggy clothes and a floppy sunhat. His shirt is so long people think it’s a dress and mistake him as a woman.
  • Also, dem legs.
  • But what if Kouyou influenced his love for tacky hats. {Kouyou doesn’t know what went wrong during her teachings; she’s fabulous when it comes to accessories. But Chuuya… She doesn’t like talking about it.}

    {Moment of silence for the short paragraph I lost due to bull-shenanigans that was not typing this out then copy and pasting into the post bc I am but a Foolish Fool™ and just HULK CHUUYA RAGE.}

  • What if the ticket person isn’t paying full attention to them, and only glances at Chuuya then says, “So a ticket for an adult and one for a child.”
  • Dazai shuts Chuuya up because the tickets are cheaper.
  • “Yes, this is my son. (whispers) He’s adopted.”
       {Chuuya is taller than me tho lol}
  • (Chuuya didn’t hear that last part) “Stop, we don’t look anything alike.” But the ticket person is out for some Dazai booty {aren’t we all?} and let’s it slide.
  • Both Dazai and Chuuya getting asked if they are models.
    {AU WHERE SOUKOKU (AKA DOUBLE BLACK IN THE WEST) ARE MODELS TRAVELING THE WORLD. Ahh yes. Soukoku. The most dangerously handsome duo in the world.}
  • Models Dazai and Chuuya on a date at the water park in general.
  • Next time they go they bring Atsushi and Akutagawa with them, and they all get asked if they’re models.
  • Eventually the mafia just rents out the whole park for a company picnic because of all the attention they attract.

Finally

Dazai + bandage tans {mic drop}

Lauren Graham and Alexis Bledel Interview with Glamour

Glamour: How have you both changed this time around?

Alexis Bledel: I’m definitely more grateful. It’s like a chance to have a do-over. You never really get that in life. To get to reimagine the same character eight years later, it’s kind of great, creatively, to get to do that. You get to take all the things that you find interesting about the character and then hopefully inject that with whatever you picked up along the way personally.

Lauren Graham: I’m just in a different place in my career [now]. Back then, you auditioned for something and did the job. Here, it was a freer discussion and a grown-up relationship with the creator of the show. I think we both felt we could really only do this if there was a dialogue where we could weigh in. We lived with these people as long as anybody and feel very protective and interested in what they would do. Amy was, in a different way, open to that. It just felt much more collaborative and fun. [We could ask] “What if? And what about this? I don’t know! Would she?” So that made it feel in a different phase, too.


Glamour: Why are Rory and Lorelai so compelling together?

Alexis: Because they’re so different, like The Odd Couple. They have opposite personalities and preferences, but there are enough overlaps in their habits that make them able to hang out as friends. They really compliment one another and are each really distinctly drawn characters in their own right, so you care about both of them as well as what they mean to each other.

Glamour: When you got the script for the revival, what was the first thing you wanted to know?

Lauren: I couldn’t read the last script for a long time, and it just so happened we were shooting other scenes and it became like a joke. [Amy Sherman-Palladino] was like, “You have to read the last one before you perform it!” I was nervous what the ending would be. I just wanted to know where [Lorelai] was, and I wanted to hear things that made me feel like we had story to tell—that it wasn’t going to feel like, we’re trottin’ these old girls out for another round around the gazebo! I know the kind of answer you would like, but that’s not what this show is. Nothing happens, in a way. [Laughs] There are not necessarily big events, but how are we spending this time, and what’s the character arc, and what’s the weird journey because it’s always a weird journey! And when Amy said a couple of things to me, I said, “Oh, that’s wonderful and weird! Sign me up!” You just wanted to hear that her voice was still vivid.
Glamour: Alexis, how has Rory changed? Is she less idyllic?

Alexis: Rory has grown up, and I would say she is less idyllic now. [She’s] maybe been worn down by various challenges she has had to face in her adult life, but underneath her weariness she still has a streak of winning positivity that maybe was instilled during her small town upbringing, as well as a hardworking, can-do attitude.

Glamour: Is there a specific moment that you can’t wait for the audience to see?

Lauren: There’s so much, honestly, it’s…a) we’re not supposed to say anything, but b) it really isn’t that because if you’re a fan of the old show, tell me five things we ever did. We don’t do much! We walk and talk, we drink a lot of coffee, we love each other, and we have some conflicts. Lorelai goes on a particular kind of journey to get a question answered within herself. [That journey] was the first [thing] Amy told me, and I thought, “That’s amazing.”

Glamour: What was your first impression of each other when you first met?

Alexis: We met in the lobby of the hotel we were all staying at in Canada right before we went to dinner with Amy and Dan. That was the first time we met, and it felt like it was all of a sudden because it wasn’t an organized…I mean, we knew we were going to have dinner…

Lauren: That’s crazy, isn’t that now to think of? We didn’t read together, they didn’t sit us down, they just were like, “Yeah.”

Alexis: I was 18, and I just remember Lauren was a real professional actress, and this was my first job. [Laughs] She had all the poise and confidence and energy of a performer! That was a new thing for me. I didn’t know how to be that yet, so I just remember being a little bit…

Lauren: Overwhelmed, you had to be…

Alexis: Dazzled [by her].

Lauren: Oh, dazzled! I like dazzled!

Alexis: [Laughs] Like, “Oh, wow, she knows how to do [this]!”

Lauren: But even when I look back—in that pilot, [I’m like], “Where’d I get that confidence?!” I didn’t know as much as I know now then. In a way, I think your trajectory in this business can be vulnerable and you don’t know, and then you maybe get to a point…I always feel confident in this material, and I was like, “Yes! This is what I know how to do best!” But part of it is just how I managed feeling vulnerable.

Glamour: Lauren, do you remember what you thought of Alexis?

Lauren: Now that you talk about the lobby [of the hotel], she seemed new. But I also thought [she was] perfect for the character. Perfect. I thought we hit it off, and I thought that in enough ways, we look alike. I just I kept trying to put myself in her shoes. I came in from summer stock and kind of a different route, and I was always impressed by how much just natural ability she had from the beginning.

I Love to Hate You

TITLE: I Love To Hate You

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter Nine


AUTHOR: wolfpawn

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki and you dislike each other, but you are forced into an arranged marriage and as time goes by, it barely gets better. It seems to be a marriage that will hardly be amiable but certain events causes Loki to be the husband you never thought he could be.

RATING: Teen

The funeral was a lavish affair; Eoin had been well respected among his own realm and others for his care for his people. Diplomats and royalty came from the Nine Realms while the people of Vanaheim lowered their work tools for three days and stood along the streets, their heads bowed as his body was brought to the royal tomb on the mountain near the city to be laid to rest.

Loki’s family rushed to their close allies sides for the affair, Frigga assisting Tatiana, who understandably felt lost without her husband, Odin and Thor assisted in keeping Mikhail in line, if just for the funeral itself, while Loki simply remained dutifully by Alexandra’s side.

Since her snapping at him about her getting rest, she had not spoken to him; she ignored him completely, as though he was not there. When his family came to give her their condolences, she was polite and spoke a little with them all, but not with Loki.

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I’m Getting Sentimental Over You: A collection of classic tunes from the 1930s. A Playlist to make you want to forget your troubles, pick yourself up, and swing the night away.

“Now once more the belt is tight and we summon the proper expression of horror as we look back at our wasted youth. Sometimes, though, there is a ghostly rumble among the drums, an asthmatic whisper in the trombones that swings me back into the early twenties when  we drank  wood alcohol and every day in every way grew better and better, and there was a first abortive shortening of the skirts, and girls all looked alike in sweater dresses, and people you didn’t want to know said “Yes, we have no bananas,” and it seemed only a question of a few years before the older people would step aside and let the world be run by those who saw things as they were–and it all seems rosy and romantic to us who were young then, because we will never feel quite so intensely about our surroundings any more - F. Scott Fitzgerald, Echoes of the Jazz Age, 1931.

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