but what can i do y'know

anonymous asked:

I would understand if you would want to restart and do a new storyline or whatever. Of course, I would be a bit sad, but I understand your reasoning for that. I would ask, though, that maybe you don't delete everything? Maybe move the art to a different blog or something? I am in love with the art that you've done so far, so I would like to be able to still go back and look at it, y'know? IDK, that's my two cents. Will you be making a post about your decision later?

i will be making a post on my decision, yes! youre not the first person to suggest something like that, so maybe i will do something like that? i’ll see what i can think of ❤
and um. just to add it here.
thank you guys for the overwhelmingly positive and sweet and loving and supportive responses. i really hadnt expected people to be so wonderful. i ended up crying a bit but like good crying, you know? thank you all very much

Q&A Transcript with Alex Hirsch at MomoCon 2017

Question: Before you decided to make Bill the main bad guy, did you have another character in mind that would have been the villain? 

Alex: Yeah, um that’s a good question. Uh, so, when we came up with the villain of the show, I knew that… I knew that Bill was involved. And I knew that Ford had disappeared due to some deal gone wrong with some villain next to the mystery of how Gravity Falls was all assembled. 

Um, but, I didn’t yet decide that Bill was that character in the very beginning, y'know? I had always imagined it was some sort of evil character somewhere kinda hidden in the woods. I wasn’t sure I could go with the Bill idea cuz I thought it would be too much like Twin Peaks, but as we got further along the series we discussed it among the repairs and we were like, ‘none of our other villain ideas were as good.’ Bill, Bill was weirder than anything else we thought of. Um, I remember there were other ideas. Strange monsters and government officials; some kind of cthulhu– some weird crazy old man. But nothing was ever better than Bill, so it ended up sticking. Probably somewhere around, y'know, season one– midway through season one, we started thinking we might be– might be on point.

Q: Was Grunkle Stan ever aware of McGucket’s connection to his brother? 

 A: Oh, oh that’s such a good question. Wait, let me think about that for a second… Uh… lemme see… I don’t think so. I don’t think Stan was ever aware of McGucket’s connection to his brother. Because, by the time Stan traded identities with Ford, uh… McGucket had already gone off the deep end– Was already y'know, had already created the Society of the Blind Eye; had already lost his own memory. So Stan would’ve really only known McGucket as a local obnoxious fisherman. 

And McGucket, probably somewhere deep in the back of his mind, was eerily just drawn to Stan in a way he just couldn’t put his finger on, because he thought maybe he knew him, but– I don’t– I think Stan was ignorant of that. Um, I think Stan… I think Stan looking through the journals probably should’ve put two and two together, but Stan’s not the best at book-learnin’. Uh, so… my guess is Stan wouldn’t have known despite that uh, that there’s a lot of tumblr art out there showing them as like the Scooby-Doo gang. I don’t think Stan ever really knew McGucket before.

Q: What episode do you believe came out the strongest and the most well rounded overall? And is it the same as your personal favorite episode?

 A: Oh gosh. Um. That’s a great question. Hmm… I probably feel, personally, that the strongest episode is uh, “Not What He Seems” just because it’s such a dramatic episode. Like, we know– We’ve never had an episode that dramatic. But, when we first pitched it to Disney executives… they thought it was bad. [laughs] Um, Because it didn’t have a lot of jokes in it? Like, I remember normally when we’re pitching our episode, executives can usually gauge how good they are by how much people laugh. People didn’t really laugh for that one, because it’s really tense. So we thought, maybe we’d screwed up. But, when the animation came back we were like, 'Oh! It’s GOOD that it’s tense. Like, it worked!’ Um, So, I dunno if that’s my favorite episode, but I think– that’s the episode we should’ve won an Emmy for, and I’m still pissed we didn’t. [laughs]

In terms of favorite episode, like… I dunno. I think the first episode that I really felt that the show was really starting to feel the way I wanted it to– “Time Traveler’s Pig” in season one. Like, that was an episode where Dipper had an interesting story, and Mabel had an interesting story, and uh, felt nostalgic, and based around the summer, and had a big secret callback to even previous episodes, so– I just remember when we first just got that episode back in color, I was like, 'hey I think maybe I like how I’m making this cartoon show,’ so I think that has a particularly fond place in my heart, y'know.

Q: Is Disney bringing you to SDCC or NYCC later this year to promote the journal and other books coming out? 

 A: Right, um, yeah, Disney– Disney… Disney-general and me, have like– we’re divorced. Like, they kept the house, and the pets. Y'know what I mean? It’s… we don’t like get dinner or anything. But, the Disney Publishing department, separate from Disney Television, they’re really cool, and enthusiastic, and energized. And they wanna make new cool stuff. Um, so I think it’s possible I might be at D23 this year, and it’s possible I might be at Comic Con, but I don’t have anything confirmed yet.

Q: In the scene where Bill is trying to convince Ford to join him in the Fearamid, were there any other jokes or story beats that were considered? 

 A: Which episode specifically are you talking about? [Q: The We’ll Meet Again scene.] Yea yea yea, We had a– Every scene that you’ve ever seen in the show has a ton of ton of stuff we’ve thought of and had to cut for time or other reasons. Um, I remember there was definitely a version of that where Bill was a lot trickier. Like, he sort of more successfully lied to Ford about like: 'We’re actually going to make the world a better place. Though I present myself as this chaos lunatic that’s just my personality.' Like, 'here’s ways in which we’ll IMPROVE the universe.' 

Um, but it felt out of character. We thought it was much more like Bill to just draw smiley faces in oceans and eat the sun and just– hope, that the force of his charisma could convince Ford that that was a good idea. But uh, I feel like– I feel like Bill can be really really tricky when he wants to, but by the time Weirdmageddon showed up he’s so impatient, and he’s so convinced that he won, that he was no longer like, this brilliant chess master he used to be. He’s like, 'alright let’s do it! Do what I want or I’ll eat your face.’ Like, no more– No more, like– He wasn’t as smart a tactician as he used to be, y'know?

Q: Was “We’ll Meet Again” always the song you were going to use? 

A: Oh yeah, it had to be that. It was like… I think I’d just seen Dr. Strangelove recently around that time and it stuck in my head. It seems to me, if Bill has a taste in music, it would be, like, old timey music that ranges from either weird to obnoxious to obscure. 

Uh, Disney wanted me to cut it cuz it cost them a bunch of money to get the rights, even though it’s so old, it still cost them money to get the rights. And I just… said, please. Over and over and over again. I would send an e-mail that just said, 'please.’ And send another e-mail that said, 'please.’ And I would send another e-mail that said– Yeah. [laughs] Eventually I wore them down that they’re like, 'alright we’ll spend thousands of dollars.’ [laughs]

Q: Are real comics coming? 

 A: You want comics? Would you read Gravity Falls comics?
[Audience screams]
[Alex leans his ear forward]
[AUDIENCE SCREAMS]

A: It’s a terrifying noise isn’t it, Michael? I was at a… Gravity Falls gallery, and like, they didn’t tell us how many people would show up, and it was like, THAT noise echoing from every corner. And uh like, I think I lost a year of my life. My hair started going gray, and it was like, 'oh my god, this is too much love! It’s terrifying.' 

Comics. I would love to do Gravity Falls comics. Um, I have so many… One of the tough things about a half hour show like Gravity Falls is every now and then we think of an idea that we really liked, but it was too short for a half hour; 'oh that’s only five minutes of story’– Or it’s too specific and weird. And so I have tons and tons of ideas of the show that y'know we’d like to explore this character, we’d like to show this secret, this storyline. So, I’d love to do comics. But, that’s up to Disney Publishing, and I’m trying to convince them. So, hopefully, I’ll have something exciting to announce in not too long.

Q&A with Stan and Soos

Q: Is Dipper adorable or manly?  

Stan: Dipper smells like baby wipes. Even if I cut off all my shoulder hair, and taped it to him, he wouldn’t be 1/10th as manly I am.

Q: What would you do if Mabel told you she had a date to prom? 

Stan: I would… invite the gentleman over, have some coffee, tie him to a chair and interrogate him for 10 hours, and maybe throw him in the pit. [shrug] Hands off my neice, kid!

Q: What would happen if Soos met Giffany again? 

Soos: Oh yea, I recently downloaded this couple’s therapy sim? Uh, I think she and I would have to talk about our issues and pass around a conversation pillow, and really work out these struggles. Cuz she’s got some problems, dude.

Q: Soos, why are you so perfect? 

Soos: Yeah, uh, my grandma said that a whole bunch of doves flew down and formed the shape of a perfect angel over my crib. I dunno, dude I guess I was just born that way.

       (FLASHBACK~! 4 years ago…)

Chat:  We should just… hang out sometime!  Just… to bond, y'know? We should become better friends.

Ladybug (blushing intensifies): I’d like that… But… what do you want to do?

Chat:  I don’t know… what do you like to do with your friends?

Ladybug:  Well… I like video games!

Chat:  Me too!  But wait… I don’t think we can get away with sneaking a television out of our homes.  What else?

Ladybug:  Well, I like fashion too.  Sometimes my best friend and I give each other makeovers!

Chat:  Youuu… want to give me a makeover?

Ladybug (excitedly): Oh!!!  C-can I???

Chat (caving at the first puppy-dog eyed look from LB, chuckles): Knock yourself out, Little Lady.

Ladybug (stops breathing, gasps, squees dramatically, hugs him): Oh Chat, I can’t wait!!!

       (Later On…)

Ladybug: W-wow! Your hair is so soft! Are your parents like hairdressers or something?

Chat: Haha, nothing like that. I guess I’m just lucky?

Ladybug: Totally! I’d kill to have hair this soft!

Chat: I could buy you some of the conditioner I use.

Ladybug (whispers): I love you…

Chat: What?

Ladybug: What?

Have a little sneak peek at what’s coming up on the next part of our When Duty and Desire Meet collab for our Older!Chat AU: Ladybug and Chat Noir’s origin story!  This drabble was written by both @midnightstarlightwrites and myself! <3

this took WAAAAY too long to do but anyway can you guess who my favorite paladin is i bet you can’t

anyway pls dont repost w/o my permission thank u!!! don’t delete the caption either

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YOI Future!Verse ABO AU - 4 Koma

Interacting with other mothers… + The aftermath

Yuuri despises socializing with people he doesn’t know, but his unconventional family and marriage is one of the hottest gossip topics in town especially among the other mums. One day, he decides to just fuck it all…and sorely regrets it afterwards.

(Featuring OC kid Arisa, and later Yasha and Shura)

*If the comics are hard to read, tap on the image first to bring it up in the Tumblr viewer, THEN right click view image for the unaltered slightly higher resolution.

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IF YOU ARE NEW TO THIS AU: It’s a Yuri!!! on Ice AU, Yuuri-centric with end-game polyamory in an ABO setting, Yuuri gets married to four mates (Victor, Yurio, Phichit, Minami) and they have OC kids.

BASICS and timeline of this AU

INTRO to how ABO works in this AU

A SUPER DETAILED world-building headcanons post on ABO+ in this AU

OTHER POSTS (comics + illustrations) in the Future!Verse ABO section of my YOI Masterpost.

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Please keep ship bashing out of the comments/tags. Don’t like, just skip <3 Thank you.

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PLEASE DO NOT REPOST, EDIT, TRANSLATE, OR OTHERWISE USE MY ART. More detailed rules available on my Rules & FAQ Post.

Totally legit facts about Gil™

* Only sleeps for like 4 hours a day

* Exists on a diet of coffee, sandwiches and whatever the future version of skittles is

* Loves vodka whilst he’s robbing everyone blind at poker

* Vodka doesn’t love him - if, and when, he’s hungover, he has to stay in bed all day and eat whilst he watches cheesy crime/detective shows (preferably whilst spooning with Ryder) 

* Him and Jill may or may not have “”””accidentally”””” conned a senior alliance officer out of ~500 credits one time at a casino on the Citadel (they were then told ‘politely’ to never come back)

* Amazingly his hair just does that - probably something to do with him working by the mass effect core all day

*  Gil spends like 20 minutes trying to shave his chin juuuuuuust right

* Never cleans up after himself when he tinkers with stuff on the ship - whenever Ryder needs to find him they just follow the trail of discarded wrenches, oil spills and sandwich crumbs (for the hungry engineer on the go) 

(was thinking about these the other night just deciding to post it now because 1) it’s a break from doing my report and 2) I’m all about that Gil Brodie)  

Who needs bluff rolls with players like these?

GM: In addition to the other open seats in the arena, you notice covered seating along the edge. It’s clear this is where the more official persons sit.

Vigilante: Ooo, okay, i’m gonna head over there.

GM: Uh, alright, a young guard stands in the entrance to that area, and he glances at you as you walk over.

Guard: “Uh, i’m sorry miss, but i don’t”

Vigilante: (A male sylph) I cover my breasts “are you staring at my boobs?!”

Guard: “What? n-no, i didn’t mean-”

Vigilante: “Do you know who i am?- no, no god you look so green you must not know where the station is”

Guard: “N-no, i know, i-it’s over th-”

Vigilante: “Good, then you know where to go because you’re fired! Get out of here this instant”

Guard: “but, you can’t do that o-only my superior can-”

Vigilante: “look at me”

Guard: “Wha-”

Vigilante: “Look at my eyes. Does it look like i give a fuck?”

Guard: “N… No?”

Vigilante: “Good. Station, sword, badge, out, goodbye”

Guard: haha, he proceeds to leave, hanging his head.

Vigilante: And y'know what, just for that, i’m using my sleeves of many garments to put on a fancy dress. (still a dude).

Party and GM: Dying

And that’s how our vigilante snuck in and wound up sitting next to the lord of the city.

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Back in Boston…Back when I was bitten…I wasn’t alone. My best friend was there. And she got bit too. We didn’t know what to do. So…She says, “Let’s just wait it out. Y'know, we can be all poetic and just lose our minds together.” …I’m still waiting for my turn.

Her name was Riley and she was the first to die. And then it was Tess. And then Sam.

I love this picture still, and seeing it made me really miss seeing them all together. Knowing neither of them will be at vidcon, unless Ian and Max decide to go last minute makes me a little upset.
I totally understand they are all very busy people though, especially Joji. It just makes me wonder when we will see them together again. Like all three of them, not just Ian and Max. It just isn’t the Cancer Crew without George y'know.
All in all though I’m really proud of these boys for doing what they love, and especially Joji for doing so much this year so far! I just hope they can find some time to get together again

Trenchcoat Tactics

[From the same group as Bridgeslayer and politely asking the bugbear if he’d seen the kid we were looking for (post/159495599654) ]

Context: After the bugbear asked the bandits, the half orc paladin and the goliath cleric talked to the bandits and GC lead a bandit and the bugbear away while we took down the other bandits.  For note, our elf bard couldn’t make the session.

Me, (a very short) Dragonborn Druid: Is there any chance I can steal a robe off one of these corpses

DM: Yeah, about time, you do that.

Gnome Wizard: Alright, so how are we gonna tell GC to come back?  They’ve seen HOP already, I’m like two thumbs tall soaking wet, they won’t believe I’m one of them.

DD: Well, I’m closer to a human height but y'know… I’m a green lizard man.

GW: Yeah, what are we gonna do

DD: Wait… Get on my shoulders and put on the cloak, that’ll be about the size of a human and we’ll have a humanish face!

HOP: …or you know I could just… tell them I’m asking on the bandits behalf

[We agree to this but do the robe thing regardless, during the next fight we kill the bandit without taking off this disguise.]

HOP: *stepping in between GC and the bugbear* Wait, don’t fight, he’s helped us, he’s our friend.

Blart, The Bugbear: But I have to kill you guys, the big man is watching *gesturing at us in the robe*

DD: *nudges GW*

GW: Blart!  Well done man you uh… You passed our test!  You’re officially a bandit!  Have the rest of the day off!

DM: Oh my god no, i mean… roll charisma

GW: *rolls nat 20*

DM: ……the… Blart leaves, very proud of himself for passing the test.

Pack Mother - Derek Hale - Part 4

Characters: Derek Hale, Werewolf!Stiles, Isaac Lahey, PackMom!Reader.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Derek and Isaac had moved in and you were up to your eyeballs in testosterone. Isaac was sleeping on the couch, Derek in the guest room. You miss your privacy.

You came home late one evening, you had errands to run. You went upstairs, wanting to crash in bed. You opened your door to find Derek in your bed.

“Oh, really?” You crossed your arms and looked at him.

“Isaac’s in my room. I had nowhere to go.”

“Why is Isaac in your room?” You raise an eyebrow.

“He brought some girl home, I don’t know.”

“Derek! Oh my God!” You slipped out the door and swung Derek’s door open. You walked in and leaned on the wall. Isaac looked up at you and groaned.

The girl looked at you blankly. “Can I help you?” She smarted off.

“You can actually. Get out.” You point to the door.

She nudges Isaac. “You’re going to let her talk to me like that?” He shrugs and she pouts.

“I said out. Now.” You slammed the door closed when she left and you looked at Isaac.

“What the hell?” He got off the bed and put his shirt back on.

“Don’t what the hell me, Lahey. Bringing a girl home? To my house?”

“We didn’t even do anything! We were just making out!”

“I don’t care. You still brought her here.”

Derek opened the door and stood behind you.

“This isn’t fair! Scott didn’t care about this stuff!”

You scoff, “Was Scott becoming your legal guardian? No? Then I don’t want to hear it. My house, my rules.”

Isaac huffs and pushes past you, storming down the stairs.

Derek high fives you. “That was good pack-parenting.”

You laugh. “I cannot believe you let him in here with a girl.”

“Sorry. That was bad pack-parenting. He’s done it before so I didn’t really think much of it.”

“He’s done it before? In your room? Derek…he needs his own room.” You sigh.

“I can sleep on the couch.” He shrugs.

“No, stay with me. It’ll be 100% nonsexual. You can handle that right?”

Derek smirks. “Of course I can.”

That day he moved all of his stuff in, you were now sharing a closet with a man who you’d just met. You’d kissed for maybe fifteen seconds, but you just met. “What side of the bed do you sleep on?” He turned and looked at you.

“In the middle…so pick whichever side you want.” You say, moving your clothes over in the closet.

Stiles has been in and out of the house all day. He’s decided that you and Derek are the only ones that can calm him down.

“Why is Jackson such a huge idiot?” He stormed in and sat on your bed.

“All right then..” You muttered before sitting beside him. “What’d he do now?”

“He said that I’ll never be as good of a werewolf as him, so when I got angry he laughed at me. He’s showing off for Lydia.” He grunts.

You roll your eyes. “I just talked to him about this..Stiles don’t let it get to you. If I’m being honest I think that he’s a little worried about you and Lydia. You’re stepping in on his lady, Stiles.” You nudge him and he laughs.

“I don’t mean to…I just can’t help it. She’s just..” He lays back on the bed and groans. “She’s so pretty and she’s got the greatest personality. I just don’t know how she can stand to be with him. He’s a dumb jock, that’s all he is. She’s too smart to be with him. I get her, I get her sense of humor and I get her smart little fun facts. I just really like her, y'know? I do everything I can not to screw up around her and Jackson always makes me look stupid.” He sighs.

Derek joins the two of you on the bed. “I know what you mean. Pretty girls are hard to get over.” He flicked his eyes over to you and smirked.

“Let me give you some advice. If you’re having trouble with Lydia just try being her friend. Don’t try to impress her, or show off, just be her friend. Go out on friend dates with her and Jackson, no matter how much it hurts because that’s going to show that you aren’t around just to get in her pants. It’ll show her you’re trustworthy.” Derek smiles at him.

“I never really have tried being her friend…” Stiles says quietly. He jumped off the bed quickly.

“So, quick question…”

“What?” You look up at him.

“When’s the next full moon?”

“Monday, why? Do you need us?”

Stiles nods, “Okay, thanks guys. I have to go be Lydia’s friend now.” He jogs out of the room and you look at Derek.

“Such a spaz.” He says under his breath and you smack his arm.

“Leave him alone.” You defend the younger boy.

“Fine. Sorry.” Derek throws his hands up on defense, a smile playing on his lips. “Let’s go out tonight.” He looks at you.

“I uh..where?” You stand up, pulling the hoodie you were wearing down.

“Let’s go to a club. You know, where we can drink and not have to worry about teenaged werewolves.” He laughs.

You snort, “That’d be great.”

“It’s a plan?” He asks you.

“It’s a plan.” You repeat, high fiving the much taller werewolf in front of you. You glance at the clock. “That means I should start getting ready. Can you call Isaac and talk to him? He probably won’t answer if I call. Just tell him what’s going on and that he gets his own room now.” You grab your makeup bag as Derek nods. You go to the bathroom, turning music on loudly. You go back to your room to pick a dress out before retreating back to the bathroom.

You finish getting ready and you head downstairs. You find Derek in a tight white button down shirt and dress pants. You feel your breath hitch when you see him. He smirks at you. “I talked to Isaac…are you ready?”

You nod, the both of you going out to his car. You arrive at the club, the line surprisingly short.

“You look drop dead gorgeous. I just thought I’d let you know.” He smirks down at you and you blush.

“You don’t look too bad either.”

You’re standing in line talking when you’re approached by a young girl. “Derek? You’re Derek Hale right?”

Derek turns and looks at her, nodding. “Can I help you?”

“You’re an alpha, right? You know what to do.”

“I’m not exactly sure what you’re asking me.”

“I-I’m pregnant. I think my water just broke. I need help.”

Your eyes go wide and Derek turns to look at you.

“I’m not Derek Hale but I can help you.” You say, stepping out of line. You take the young girls arm.

“I can’t go to the hospital. My mom doesn’t know I’m pregnant. I can’t go.”

Derek takes her other arm. “Let’s get her in the car.”

You help her into the backseat and sit with her. “Derek, take her back to the house.” You arrive at the house and you help her inside, setting her up in Isaac’s room. You take all the sheets off the bed and put a towel down over the mattress protector. You cover her up and sit beside her. Derek stands in the doorway, watching.

“How old are you, sweetie?” You press a cool rag to her head.

She groans, you can see her contracting. You take her hand and let her squeeze. She’s not talking through the contraction so you figure she must be close.

You stand at the edge of the bed. “Is it okay if I look?” She nods.

“I’m fourteen, by the way. I’m pretty sure the baby’s a werewolf too.”

You nod and look under her dress. “Derek, she’s crowning already.” Can you come in here and take her hand.

He nods and comes in, making conversation with the girl.

“Honey, what’s your name?”

“My name’s Brittany.”

“Okay, Brittany..I’m going to need you to push. Can you do that? I’m going to count down from ten and I need you to push while I count.”

She nods and squeezes Derek’s hand.

“1..2..3..push.” She begins pushing and you count down. This goes on for about twenty minutes. “Derek can you get me the blanket on the couch?” He nods and jogs downstairs.

“One more push, Brittany.” She pushes and you hold the baby as it comes out. “It’s a boy.” You smile.

Derek returns and you wrap the baby up. “I need scissors.” He grabs them from the bedside table and you cut the cord, careful not to cut too close.

You hand the boy to Brittany. She cries as she takes him. “Thank you so much. Thank you.”

“Can I get you anything?” You smile at her and she shakes her head.

“I’m okay. Thank you.”

“We’ll leave you be. We’re going to be downstairs if you need us.” She nods and you and Derek leave the rooms.

“So much for going out.” You look at him and he smirks.

“I still got to see you in this hot dress. I found it painstakingly sexy watching you deliver a baby in heels. You’re so badass.” He gives you a once over.

You push him playfully. “Shut up. I’m just doing what I have to.”

Isaac walks in the door and starts to go upstairs. “Ah..wait.” You holler.

“What?” He turns and looks at you.

“You don’t want to go in there. I’m not giving details just don’t go in there. You can sleep down here tonight.”

He groans and flops down on the couch. “Okay..”

You go to the kitchen and sit a bottle of wine on the counter, Derek smirking. “Yeah?” He asks.

“Oh yeah.” You nod and pour you both a glass. You hop up on the counter. “I just delivered a baby. I don’t how these things just casually happen to me.”

Derek laughs. “You get used to it. I was hoping we’d hang out more tonight but…”

“We’re hanging out now aren’t we?” You and give him a sly look.

You spend the rest of the night talking and laughing. You got to know each other better. You’d checked in on Brittany before going to bed but she was asleep.

You’re awoken at 6 a.m by screeching. You groan and get up. Is there a baby in the house? There’s a baby in the house. You walk across the hall to Isaac’s room to check on Brittany and the baby. When you open the door you only see the baby. You pick him up and cradle him. You yawn as he begins to calm down. You carry him to the bathroom to see if Brittany’s there. Nope. You go down to the kitchen to find a note. You read it and you panic. “Derek! Derek, come here!” You heard him get out of bed and come downstairs quickly. You must’ve woken Isaac too because he came shuffling into the kitchen.

Derek comes in looking like an adorable mess. He has no shirt on, just pajama pants and his hair’s sticking up everywhere. “What’s going on?”

You hand him the note. “Brittany left. She left the baby here. She said she doesn’t care what we do with him.” Derek’s eyes meet yours and you can smell the anxiety on him, the baby beginning to scream.

“I for one hate the kid already.”

“Isaac, shut up.” You and Derek say in unison. No one speaks for awhile. You and Derek just stare at each other, having a silent conversation.

❝rick and morty❞ ask meme
  • “Oh yeah, shame me. At least when I’m disgusting it’s on purpose.”
  • “If you spend all day shuffling words around, you can make anything sound bad.”
  • “I can’t abide bureaucracy. I don’t like being told where to go and what to do. I consider it a violation.”
  • “I’ve got a thousand memories of your dumb little ass and about six of them are pleasant.”
  • “I’ve got an emo streak. It’s part of what makes me so rad.”
  • “What kind of business do you do in a garage? Y'know, this seems a little shady.”
  • “Wow. That is a really intense line of questioning.”
  • “I hate to break it to you, but what people call ‘love’ is just a chemical reaction that compels animals to breed.”
  • “I have no code of ethics, I will kill anyone, anywhere. Children, animals, old people, doesn’t matter. I just love killin’.”
  • “You’re young, you have your whole life ahead of you, and your anal cavity is still taut yet malleable.”
  • “I’m not looking for judgement, just a yes or no.”
  • “Well, then get your shit together! Get it all together, and put it in a backpack - all your shit. So it’s together. And if you gotta take it somewhere, take it somewhere, y’know? Take it to the shit store and sell it. Or put it in the shit museum, I don’t care what you do! You just gotta get it together.”
  • “You dumb, stupid, weak, pathetic, white, white.. uh-uhh.. guilt.. white-guilt, milquetoast.. piece of human garbage.”
  • “What about the reality where Hitler cured cancer? The answer is: don’t think about it.”
  • “Fuck you? No, no, no, no, no, fuck me!”
  • “My new catchphrase is ‘I DON’T GIVE A FUCK!'”
  • “You’re like Hitler.. but even Hitler cared about Germany, or something.”
  • “You’re not gonna believe this, because it usually never happens, but I made a mistake.”
1 | Tomorrow

BTS MAKNAE LINE X READER AU
WORD COUNT: 3,568 ?

WARNINGS: SWEARING, FEELS, ANGST, SMUT 

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Looking up at the man you loved with all of your heart, you found yourself smiling like an idiot as he spoke, his deep alluring voice as smooth as ever, captivating you entirely,
“I’m so proud of you Y/N. I can’t think of anybody else who deserves this more than you do.”
Taehyung said as he smiled lovingly in your direction.

Taehyung was your boyfriend of 5 years, the two of you met in law school and fell in love almost instantly. He was everything you’d ever hoped for in a significant other, he was funny, incredibly smart and attentive, and the fact he was chiselled perfection and handsome as hell didn’t go a miss either. Tonight you were celebrating your new job, after years of bending over backwards and trying your god damn hardest you were finally a lawyer. Taehyung was the reason you even managed to get an interview at the Jeon law firm, he was a specialist lawyer at the firm mentioned how you had just graduated and were looking for a job, after a successful interview low and behold you’d made it.

“Stop it,” you whined “The only reason I got this job was because of you… Thank you.” You placed a firm hand on his shoulder as you leaned in, over the table to kiss him, the two of you had drank maybe a little too much wine considering your first day in the office was only hours away.
Taehyungs lips gently pressed against yours, he cupped your face in his large hands as he deepened the kiss, your tongues danced together in perfect harmony. There was no denying you were in love with him.

“Shit, don’t kiss me,” Taehyung whispered with wide, offended eyes as he pulled away from you, his chocolate brown hair swishing from side to side with his movements,
“My girlfriend is a big time lawyer now, she works for Jeon law firm, you might even know her? You know she will kill-” Your amused mouth crashing against his stopped him mid sentence, he was always cracking funny jokes and making you belly laugh into hysterics, it was one of your favourite things about him.

Suddenly his strong arms pulled you onto his lap, almost knocking over the empty bottle of wine that sat quietly on the dining table. His hands roamed your body from your hips to your collarbones, never missing a single inch. The moment the skin of his smooth fingers made contact with your shoulders and ultimately unclasped your red bra strap you knew exactly where the night would be taking you.

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Friends With Benefits

HEY GUYS

so I got like 40 likes on the post suggesting I may do a Bucky Barnes friends with benefits type thing and so here is part one

My chapters are usually very long cos I love to talk and the same applies to my writing (my mouth gets a better work out than any other part of my body

Here is chapter one: Alcohol makes you new friends….sort of

Hope you all enjoy it ☺️


It was girls night in the tower which meant wine and gossip.

You loved girls night.

It meant moscato. You loved moscato.

Well, you just loved alcohol in general.

Tonight was Pepper, Natasha, Hope, Sharon, Darcy, Laura, Wanda and Maria.

This meant a good mix.

“Okay, but seriously, you can’t tell me you don’t just wanna take charge and tell him to hell with his stupid gentlemen-ly crap” Darcy said to Sharon.

“Believe me I do, but it’s nice y'know, the guy is patient, which is needed given how demanding my job can be” Sharon spilled, stunningly sober compared to the rest of them, but then again o was Natasha.

“I don’t understand how you can all be around superheroes all the time and not screw them all” you said incredibly tipsy and mouth now that the 3 bottles of wine had hit you.

“Because some of them are just stupid” Pepper said with a slight hiccough.

“Okay, besides Tony” you said.

“Aww, does Y/N have a crush on an Avenger?” Laura cooed slightly buzzed, but still in her motherly form.

“Um, yes. On like all of them” you admitted.

“Ooo who’s number one on the list?” Wanda asked.

You just looked at Sharon.

“Sorry” was all you said while everyone giggled.

“I totally get it, Cap looks good for his age” Darcy said bumping her hip with yours.

“Next?” Natasha smirked.

“T'Challa” you groaned. “He’s beautiful” you admitted.

“I need this list in order” Pepper said laughing.

“Cap, T'Challa, Thor, Bucky, Fandral seems charming as hell so him, Peter seems like you could laugh with him so he’s next, so yeah, Starlord after Fandral. Then Strange? He’s not too old. I cannot include the Kid, Tony or Rhodey cos age differences. And Vision is like a brother to me along with Sam, so yeah” you explained sipping more wine.

“Okay so the real question is, which one would you sleep with” Hope said pointing a finger at you. “Cap isn’t an option, Thor has Valkyrie, Peter’s got Gamora, Strange has a girl too, soooo, T'Challa, Bucky or Fandral?” Hope asked.

“T'Challa isn’t exactly an option either, he’s got a kingdom to run” Maria pointed out.

“Yes, Thank you Maria” you said wincing as you had a glass of Pinot Griggio instead of the Moscato, the slight difference in flavours clashing.

“Who has more stamina, a god or a supersoldier?” you asked seriously.

“God”
“Supersoldier”

Voices clashed together with different opinions.

“It has to be a god! I mean come on, they’re gods!” Pepper yelled.

“Cap’s a pretty decent match when he spars with Thor, and he’s way more built then Fandral” Natasha said.

“But Cap has the serum, I bet he can match a god any day” Hope said.

“But Bucky and Cap are slightly different super soldiers, so out of them, who’s better?” Darcy asked.

“They’re actually fairly similar” Sharon said in thought.

“Well I’d go with whoever’s got the best stamina, I need a few things before I’m satisfied” you said with a grimace.

“Woah, what does that mean?” Natasha said with a knowing glint.

“You know exactly what it means” you groaned. “When did guys become so bad at all things sex?” you asked no one in particular.

“When porn became reality for them” Darcy said.

“Idiots” you grumbled.

You all continued for a while not noticing that Bucky was in the room right next to the lounge, door closed, but super hearing working just fine.

Smiling and laughing quietly at the drunken antics going on next door until he heard what you had to say. Then he made his mind up about things.

“Ugh, 2am, I need to get home” Maria said. “Sharon, you can crash on my couch, I don’t wanna wake up in hangover mode alone” she mumbled.

One by one everyone left until it was you, Wanda and Natasha.

“I’m heading off to bed, last thing I need is Vis listing all the effects of alcohol and sleep deprivation tomorrow morning” she groaned before heading off to bed leaving just you and Natasha.

“I’m making you and Barnes happen” she smirked.

“You most certainly are not” you told her sternly.

“Oh I’ve already started” she said looking behind you at the tall figure which you didn’t notice being tipsy.

“You know it’ll happen” she called over her shoulder as she turned to head to her room.

“It will not happen” you said turning abruptly and smacking into something hard.

Groaning, you clutched your shoulder.

“Ugh, when was there a wall here?” you asked to yourself.

“There isn’t” a voice said.

Deep and Brooklyn.
Crap. Bucky.

“Right, hi Bucky, sorry for the walk in” you apologised.

“Not a problem” he said brushing it off. “What’s Romanoff so determined to not make happen exactly?” he asked feigning curiosity.

“Uh, something about me and fitness, not my forte” you stumbled over a useful excuse.

“I could help you out if you’d like?” he offered.

Well shit, you obviously didn’t think that one through. Course he’d offer to help.

“Oh, that’s okay, I’ll just stick to Yoga and Pilates” you laughed nervously.

“Yoga and Pilates huh? You must be pretty flexible, we could start out with something more suited to you, something that uses your flexibility, you’d probably be able to keep going for hours that way, we could really test out your limits that way” he said with some sort of undertone to his words that you were too drunk to place.

“Really, training with supersoldiers would not be a pretty sight” she said honestly.

“I’m sure we could find a work out that suits you” he said.

“I’m good, promise. I am gonna go to bed” you said quickly moving to get around him.

But you, with your marvelous fortune, decided to showcase just how truly drunk you were, in your heels of all things and would’ve unintentionally nearly dived into the floor if it weren’t for Bucky catching you.

“Woah, you’ve had a bit much to drink” he chuckled holding you up by your biceps.

“Apparently so” you said enthusiastically. “I’m gonna go to bed Bucky Barnes” you told him in a very matter-of-fact tone.

But before you could move he simply scooped you up in his arms.

“Hey! I can walk you know” you berated him.

“I know you can, I see you do it almost every day, you’re just not as proficient when you’re drunk” he teased.

“I can still walk just fine” you said stubbornly like his last sentence was all a lie.

“Y'know, Romanoff wouldn’t of had to set us up doll” he smirked as your mouth gaped like a fish.

“What?” you tried playing dumb.

“You know what I’m talking about” he smiled at your apparent shyness. “You could knock on my door rain, hail or shine and I’d open it for you” he said making your heart race.

Perfect. Just fucking perfect.

“That’s really not necessary Bucky” you smiled sheepishly.

“I know, I wouldn’t be doing it out of necessity” he murmured, his lips entirely too close to your ear making you tense slightly. Something he obviously noticed. “Am I making you nervous?” he asked innocently. “You seem kinda tense” he observed.

“No…” you said looking anywhere but him.

“I think that’s a lie sweetheart” he said in another teasing tone which would kill you.

“You think you know a lot don’t you?” you narrowed your eyes.

“I do” he smiled as he came to stop in front of your door.

Somehow managing to open it, he maneuvered into your room and put you down gently on your bed.

You moved to unclasp the necklace your high school best friend got you but once again, you were having no luck.

“Would you like some help?” Bucky asked, clearly amused.

“No” you grumbled attempting once more.

“Here” Bucky offered as you gave up.

Easily removing the necklace, he smiled.

“There.” he said. “It’s a pretty necklace” he said eyeing the pendant. A sapphire blue pendant that was wrapped in the silver of the necklace.

“Yeah, my friend got it for my 16th birthday” you said. “6 years later and I’m still wearing it, he got a matching ring” you said.

“Cute” he smiled.

“Thank you for helping me back to my room, I’m gonna go to sleep now” you said in an attempt to shoo him away from your socially awkward self.

“Can I steal another moment from you?” he asked.

“Why…?” you asked suspiciously.

“No particular reason” he hummed. “Except I think you should put a theory to test” he said.

“What theory?” you asked jumping slightly when he took your hand and starting rubbing circles into tops of your hand right hand.

“The theory that not all men are useless” Bucky said simply. “Some of us still know what to do and where to put things”

And here you are again. Gaping. Like a fish. Wonderful.

“Just think about it” he said getting up from your bed and heading to the door. “Goodnight Y/N” he smiled.

“Night” you said in a voice that magically came out higher in pitch than usual.

‘Screw you and your charm Barnes’ you though irritably.

“Oh and Y/N?” he said before shutting the door.

“Hmm?” you said looking up.

“I’m a super soldier, I’ve got pretty decent stamina” he smirked before making a quick exit.

“Oh Christ Almighty” you muttered before falling back into your bed.

Leaving a happy supersoldier walking away from your room whose supersoldier hearing picked up your groan of frustration.

Part 2: Spectacular 


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{Let Oppa Teach You.} Jimin ☽ 0.2

Originally posted by amsimaria


0.1

WARNING: SMUT AHEAD

Features: Oppa Kink, Orgasm Denial, And After Care

A/N: Part 2 is here, I probably won’t go any further with this. I don’t see the point.

{description: Oppa doesn’t mind teaching you how to be respectful of your elders.}

Jimin’s gaze over your bare chest had initially made you a little self conscious, but the intense eye contact with you was almost like he was daring you to cover up.

Jimin left love bites all along the valley of your breasts, it struck a chord somewhere deep within you, thinking of Jimin marking you as his.

He pulled away and sat up momentarily to pull his shirt over his head, you only fell further under his spell at the sight of his beautiful body.

You couldn’t stare for too much longer before Jimin had snapped you out of your trance.

“Huh..?” You asked tearing your eyes away from his chest.

He shook his head and smirked “Are you a virgin?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

Even in a situation like this where you were pretty much exposed to him you still managed to get embarrassed “No.” You answered averting your eyes to anywhere but his.

He leant down and pressed a soft kiss to your earlobe as he whispered “Good then I get to play with you as rough as I want to.”

His voice sent shivers down your spine and you felt blood rush straight to your core, making you quietly whine, and you prayed that he didn’t hear it.

His thumbs looped into the waistband of your sweatpants, his slow pace as he removed your bottoms had began to drive you crazy.

He spread your legs just a little bit wider so that he could comfortably nestle himself in between them.

You wrapped your legs around his waist pulling him even closer if possible, and began to rock your hips into his, desperate for all the friction that you could get.

He chuckled and moved his hand to grab your waist and stop your squirming, he pushed your hips back down flat and held them firmly.

“Ah..Ah..Ah, if you want Oppa to touch you, you have to ask for it baby.” He announced proudly.

You pursued your lips shut tightly almost as if the word might magically slip out on it’s own, but knowing Jimin that could very well be the case.

Realizing you weren’t going to give in so easily, Jimin took it a step further and let his calloused fingers trail down your stomach to the place you wanted his hands the most.

“It’s okay baby, Oppa is going to teach you how to respect your elders.” He smiled.

He moved your underwear to the side, and without warning he dipped his two fingers into your wetness and began a steady pace.

You were so occupied with the pleasure that his fingers were giving you it completely slipped your mind that he was only testing you to see how much you’d be able to take until you submitted completely to his touch.

But you were quickly reminded of that when he abruptly pulled his fingers out of you.

He made a show out of sucking your juices off of his fingers, not bothered by the glare you were giving him.

“You taste so good baby…and I bet you’d feel so good wrapped around my dick..” He stated letting his hands touch you again, but of course not where you needed him most.

“Jimin…” You moaned trying to raise your hips to meet his. But his hold was to strong.

“Do you want me touch you?” He asked pretending to be clueless as he rubbed my inner thighs.

“Please..” You answered giving him the most innocent sweet look you could muster up.

“Good job baby, please is a start, but it’s not quite what I’m looking for.” He feigned.

“But I think you know which word I’m looking for.”

His thumb started to trace figure eights over your clit, and you had gone to clamp your legs shut at his sudden movement, he let go of your thighs to remove his pants the rest of the way, along with his boxers, allowing his length to Spring free ad slap against his stomach.

“Look at how hard you made me baby.” He said as he repositioned himself between my legs, letting his head tease your entrance.

“Jimin…”

“Look at what you’ve been doing to me for the past two months…” He groaned ignoring your mewls.

“I need you so bad.” You mumbled more to yourself, not that it mattered since he stopped listening to everything you said.

“Every time I see you I can’t stop thinking about bending you over and fucking you so good you forget your name.” He smirked.

He rubbed your clit with the head of his member, playfully tapping your sensitive nub.

“Do want that baby? Do you want your Oppa to fuck you good like that baby?” He questioned.

You bit down hard on your bottom lip until you tasted blood, you couldn’t go on for much longer, and Jimin knew very well.

All it took was for him to press a kiss to your rosebud to send you over the edge and completely melt into him.

“Mm…please fuck me Oppa.” You moaned not able to take it much longer.

“Of course princess, all you had to do was ask.” He smiled before raising your legs to rest on his shoulders.

He slammed his length deep inside of you, pulling it almost all of the way out before he repeated his actions.

You were so far gone you didn’t care that Jimin was fucking you into your couch and that your parents could walk in any moment.

Your eyes were rolling to the back of your head as you felt wave after wave after wave of pleasure wash over your body each sending you farther over the edge.

Jimin let his head fall back as he maintained his addictive pace, it was taking everything in him not to completely lose control and risk possibly hurting you.

And the way you kept moaning his name and Oppa over and over again like a mantra in your head wasn’t helping.

“Fuck..Oppa I’m close..” You warned.

He rocked his hips faster if even possible and pounded even harder, he wanted to push you as far as he could.

Your moans turned incoherent, and you were delirious, completely drunk off the pleasure Jimin was giving you.

Your back arched and your moans got caught in your thirst as your mouth formed an ‘O’ Your body shook violently as you reached your peak, your walls clenched around and him and you felt yourself being engulfed in euphoria.

You collapsed back onto the couch, your body drenched in sweat, and your thighs still slightly shaking as you felt yourself come down from your high.

Jimin pulled out of you and laid beside you, allowing himself to catch his breath.

Both of you were sweaty and your body’s stuck together uncomfortably but neither of you were prepared to do anything other than stare at the ceiling.

After a while it’d been you who broke the silence, you rolled over on your side to stare deeply into his chocolate orbs.

“Jimin…can we talk about what you said earlier?” I ask.

“I said a lot of things earlier, your going to have to be more specific.” He grinned.

“Aish…you know what I meant!” You huffed slapping at his chest.

“Oh I think I remember what you’re referring to.” He smiled.

“Did you mean it? That you y'know…liked me..?”

You asked nervously.

You could handle rejection, you knew that there was a possibility Jimin only wanted a quick fuck, but the part that had gotten to know Jimin the past two months, and had slowly started to fall for him, had you worried you wouldn’t be able to handle it.

“Of course I like you baby, you’re beautiful and you just gave me some of the bes-

Quickly you cut him off

"I’m serious Jimin, there’s a difference between liking someone for their personality, and it’s a completely different thing to just like fucking them!” You seethed.

He quickly sat up, and his facial expression had turned serious. “Baby, I was just messing around, okay? I really do like you Y/N, and I’m not just saying that.” He said pulling you into his lap.

“After I met you, my life changed for the better, you helped me better myself.” He said placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

“And I’m so happy to have met you. Okay?” He said rubbing your back.

“Okay.” You answered kissing him back.

  • Batman: What're you doing?
  • Dick: Well, I think it's an awful shame that you and Papa Bruce are never in any photos together, y'know 'cause you're both always so busy? So I'm photoshopping him into some pictures with us so we can have more family photos!
  • Batman:
  • Batman:
  • Batman:
  • Batman: ... that's brilliant.
  • Batman: Be sure to post them online. Send a few over to unmaskingbatman.com–– let's see what those nosy bastards make of that.

do u know when they have doctor who next time trailers, and they show u all this cool forthcoming stuff.. and then they’re like ‘that wasn’t enough for u!!??! ur still not excited!!! wELL’ and in the very last second they whip out a pic of the master and kill u

“Reporters always ask about the bad boy image. They also ask why we think we’re doing so good. Well, there is no bad boy image!
It’s just us-five guys doing what we’ve always wanted to do and pulling it off.
And I think the reason we’re successful is because we are real and the kids know it. Y'know a good song to me is one you can listen to and imagine yourself playing and singing. That’s real.”

- Duff McKagan