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anonymous asked:

Uh oh, cutie alert! Oso gives Toto a wink and sweet smile. "How's it goin', sweetheart~!" - askcriminalosomatsu

“I’m doing fine thanks, but why do you look like idiotmatsu going through a rebel phase-” he mumbled, saying the last part in a hushed tone.

((he’s blushing, but he won’t admit it))


Reblog this and in the tags write how old you were when you first started liking 1D and who your favourite was, and how old you are now and who your favourite is now.

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halesstiles  asked:

21, please?

“I’m bulletproof … but please don’t shoot me!”

Stiles immediately jumped away from the stove and sprinted towards the living room, knocking his knee against the wall when he miscalculated the window. Rubbing his knee, he hopped in the living room, waving the wooden spoon with his other hand.

“Dad! No! No hurting the boyfri—the Derek!” He squinted, mouth pursing a little.

“Wait, there’s no gun.”

Derek, the traitor, was leaning against the furthest wall while John stood in the middle of the room, still dressed in his work attire, with a fist pressed to his lips. Both wore a look of amusement on their faces.

Stiles scowled, “What’s going on?”

“Well,” John sighed, “it was mostly revenge for the times where you harassed Derek nonstop and took away Melissa’s pie from me. But boyfriend?” He quickly glanced back at Derek, nodding his head in approval. “That’s a new development.”

“Boyfriend? Me and Derek? Dad, that’s insane—I don’t know what you’re referring—boyfriend, really, Dad? I mean that’s quite the conclusion you’ve got there,” Stiles sputtered out, hands flailing in the air causing John to duck when the spoon got too close to his head.

“Stiles, you’re not helping yourself here,” John raised an eyebrow. He raised his hands in a surrender before heading towards the stairs, winking quickly at Stiles. “Looks like you’ve got something to sort out between yourselves.”

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anonymous asked:

So I looked up Nox Sollihagen website and pictures and that's totally where his first picture with the numbers came from. Second it says the club was closed today when normally it should be open until 3am soooo I'm really thinking that's where they filmed today. I'm convinced that Julie has to be allowing Honk to be posting stuff otherwise he is giving away way too much stuff and I'm sure they would have stopped him by now, so Julie and Henrik are both purely evil. what do you think?


echoct-21-0408  asked:

I've got an odd request, hc about mercy finding out that her s/o is a vigilante (been binge watching arrow and the flash)

  • She’s concerned first of all
    • It’s a dangerous job
    • You could be murdered in the streets and no one beside her would care
  • However, she understands
    • She fell in love in love with you
    • Knowing that desire to protect others
  • She’ll patch you up when you crawl home
    • Holding her tongue from the scolding she wants to give
    • She’s just worried

21-animes-at-the-disco  asked:

Hello. I just wanted to let you know that the account ___viktor__n_ was reposting your art on their Instagram account. But they didn't stop there. They had the nerve to PUT THEIR INSTAGRAM NAME AS A WATER MARK OVER YOUR ART AND IM REALLY ANGRY. Like, who does that?

Oh my goodness, thank you so much for telling me this! I don’t really know why they did that either.. However I asked them to credit me in the description as the original artist. ^7^);; I am glad for your support in this matter!

Conference room three is alight with all manner of merriment. Precisely once a month, Jim gathers his senior officers for various team building exercises which, Spock has concluded, is nothing more than a glorified excuse to party well past the midnight hour. This meeting’s theme is Never Have I Ever, an evidently well-known Terran game meant to chastise the inexperienced and praise the thrill seekers.

Under normal circumstances, Spock chooses not to partake in these liquor fueled escapades if he can help it. Of course, the Captain can be very persuasive. This is exactly how Spock finds himself sitting cross-legged in a circle with his fellow crewmen, a drink in one hand and the other barred to his friends. He regards all five outstretched fingers as a perfect display of his untarnished dignity. Surely managing to navigate his life without having encountered sexual experimentation with a harem of women is something to pride himself on. To his left, he catches McCoy fold his index toward his palm whilst looking quite smug.

Now it is Sulu’s turn. He takes a long pause, carefully considering his options. “Never have I ever made out with a girl for longer than five minutes.”

Jim looks particularly exasperated by this new development. “You’re trying to make me lose on purpose!” He complains, curling his pinky inward. “All of you keep saying things you know I’ve done!”

“It’s not anyone else’s fault you’re a manwhore.” McCoy interjects gleefully. “Perhaps you ought to consider keeping your tongue in your mouth whenever you see a pretty girl instead of your usual route.”

“Perhaps you ought to consider shutting your—“

“Spock, you’re good at this game.” Uhura interrupts.

Suddenly all eyes are on Spock, then everyone simultaneously bows their heads to inspects his hand. Spock simply lifts a manicured brow and maintains a level stare.

“That’s because he’s painfully boring,” McCoy says dismissively as he gets up to pour himself another brandy. “You can’t possibly expect the Hobgoblin to have experienced any of these terribly human faults.”

Apparently, Sulu is not intent on accepting that answer. “Spock, surely you’ve kissed a woman?” He asks cautiously, hopefully. The room goes eerily quiet as the officers wait for an answer with baited breath.

“I have.” Spock says simply, not keen on divulging the details of those private encounters.

Encouraged, Sulu presses on. “Okay, you’re not a virgin to kissing. Have you ever made out with anybody?”

Spock decides that this moment is ideal for finishing his own drink.

“I think we all know the answer to that already,” McCoy comments, dropping back into the available space to Spock’s left. “He’s a bad kisser.”

Their petty bantering is commonplace and all of the ship’s officers are well versed in the intricacies of their heated arguing. But this snide comment, for a reason not yet known to Spock, cannot be let alone. Every so often, Spock gets an uncontrollable urge to put McCoy in his place.

“Would you care to test my skills for yourself?” He says to McCoy, who splutters and chokes on a mouthful of alcohol.

“You’re out of your head. I don’t need to kiss you to know I’m better at it than you are.” There is an obvious red tint beginning to color the doctor’s cheeks.  

“You would do well not to underestimate me,” Spock challenges, twisting in his spot to face McCoy properly. The logical, rational part of his brain is telling him to let this go. He actively ignores it. Before McCoy can protest, Spock grabs him by the front of his tunic and jerks him forward, crushing their mouths together.

McCoy grunts in surprise and drops his glass, spilling its contents onto the carpet. Calloused hands rise to fist in the material of Spock’s shirt, but McCoy makes no real attempts at stopping what he’s started. Spock opens his mouth and licks at the seam of tightly closed lips. Not more than a second later they’re opening, inviting Spock’s tongue in to wrestle with his own. The battle is short lived. Spock sucks the breath right from McCoy’s lungs. He presses forward, strong hands moving down to cradle the small of McCoy’s back while the other plants itself on the floor to steady them both. Spock doesn’t stop until he can catalogue the feeling of McCoy’s teeth against his tongue, the flavor of his mouth, the slide of hands into his hair, and commit it to memory for centuries to come. And when they’ve gone as long as they can they break apart to breathe and start again. Spock crowds into McCoy’s space until McCoy has no choice but to shift onto his back and let Spock follow him down.

A loud cough jars Spock back to reality. He presses one last lingering kiss to McCoy’s lips before returning to his previous sitting position, leaving McCoy to stare dazedly up at the ceiling.

“How long was that?” Spock asks, having lost track of the time himself.

Sulu can’t find it within himself to provide an accurate answer, so Jim takes control of the situation. “A little over seven minutes, I’d say.” He supplies helpfully.

Slowly, deliberately, Spock curls his thumb into his palm and waits for Jim to take his turn.  

anonymous asked:

what's mezcal?

ogm omg you read my tags. > . > okay okay, mezcal is an alcoholic drink that’s from Mexico. It can be very strong and definitely not for everyone. Kind of like tequila but not really?? AND should definitely NOT be imbibed UNLESS YOU’RE 21+ and/or UNDER PARENT SUPERVISION w/ permission. 

anonymous asked:

for the panic asks: 21-23 :)

What is the sexiest Brendon pic you can find in a google search in under one minute?

this is such an odd photo for me to choose but ejfh

theres smth about it

What is the sexiest Spencer pic you can find in a google search in under one minute?

this is a good double whammy

What is the sexiest Dallon pic you can find in a google search in under one minute?

i can appreciate all of this

ask me panic Qs yay

21 Jump Street sentence starters

67 starters
feel free to change gender pronouns
content warning: cussing, sexual themes, violence

  • “Oh my god… You’re not asking me to prom, are you?”
  • “There’s not a nice way to put it. You’re a fucking nerd.”
  • “You’re good at this, huh?”
  • “Hey, you want to be friends?”
  • “Get ready for a lifetime of being badass motherfuckers.”
  • “You want me to beat your dick off?”
  • “Don’t run from me! You’re making it worse for yourself!”
  • “I’m not playing anymore! I’m so not kidding!”
  • “You got the right to… suck my dick, motherfucker!”
  • “This place is weird…”
  • “Keep that dirty dick in your pants.”
  • “They put this on the internet for everybody to see?”
  • “_____, I just really don’t want to fuck this up.”
  • “This house is adorable.”
  • “Oh my god, _____, did you do all this yourself? This is unbelievable!”
  • “Just shut up.”
  • “I think I shit my pants.”
  • “What the fuck are those things?”
  • “I’m so confused right now.”
  • “You don’t care about the environment? That’s kind of fucked up, man.”
  • “Oh my god. Relax, dude. Who cares?”
  • “Chemistry’s the one with the shapes and shit, right?”
  • “I was just busting your balls.”
  • “Wow. You’re fast. Not… like that. Just… let me check you out. I mean—”
  • “Okay, I’m not asking. Take it now or get the fuck out.”
  • “I don’t like that. Put your tongue back in your mouth.”
  • “Organized sports are so fascist. That shit makes me sick.”
  • “It’s backwards and unnatural, and it’s gotta be stopped.”
  • “Fuck you, man. I don’t need to tell you.”
  • “You saying we should throw a party?”
  • [phone call] “It’s so weird that you’re calling me. I pretty much text except for when a random old relative calls.”
  • “Wow. You’re a sharer. I dig that.”
  • “Where is _____, man? He said he’d be here.”
  • “Yo, this is butt. There’s, like, no hot dudes here.”
  • “Are you drunk? Have you even been drunk before?”
  • “Did you see that shit?! That was crazy!”
  • “Oh, shit… When did I get stabbed? That’s awesome!”
  • “Dude, I don’t know if that was a good idea.”
  • “I’m sorry, what are you getting mad at me for?”
  • “Shut your fucking mouth, you understand me? Shh!”
  • “I will straight-up punch you in the face if you do not shut up.”
  • “You’re so lucky your parents don’t give a shit about you.”
  • “Wow, that’s a bigger hug than I was expecting.”
  • “I just want to make sure that you and _____ are going to be careful with whatever it is you’re getting involved in.”
  • “Is that a code for sex?”
  • “I’m so happy that I met you.”
  • “God, just let me do my thing. I know what I’m doing.”
  • “Seriously, if you do that again, I’m gonna Whack-A-Mole you in the balls.”
  • “Get the fuck out of the car!”
  • “What’s wrong with you?! Run!”
  • “That’s right. Go to sleep, bitch.”
  • “You just got head-butted, motherfucker!”
  • “Are you fucking serious right now?!”
  • “What are you doing? Have you completely lost your mind?”
  • “You’re embarrassing me.”
  • “Worst best friend ever!”
  • “I don’t want to talk to you ever again.”
  • “Have some fairy dust, motherfucker!”
  • “You’re supposed to be my friend!”
  • “I would’ve taken a bullet for you.”
  • “I’m lost without you.”
  • “How do you ever expect to make any new friends with that attitude?”
  • “The only approval that I ever needed was my best friend’s.”
  • “You think I’m hot?”
  • “You’re a goddamn rock star.”
  • “I think you should be mad at more guys, because you deserve a guy who’s good and who doesn’t lie to you. You shouldn’t settle for less than that.”
  • “Thanks for saving my life. Asshole.”