but i went with these dorks

massivelydeepdreamland  asked:

Heeeey, So...... Which iconic pose do you love best of each boy ? And why? Thanks ! Hugs❤️

Okayyyy, sorry it took so long but I had to be on desktop to do this. Iconic pose… I didn’t really have an idea. I guess you meant like the Kiwi pose or Louis’ power stance, BUT I went a little differently and chose poses from photoshoots. 

Harry

No competition there. Easiest choice ever. I love this more than anything in the world. I don’t know why. It’s so relaxed and natural and Harry’s dork face makes it even more high fashion. I love it. 

Niall: 

He looks like a rich college boy who is like really friendly and nice but can also fuck you up. I remember how this pic all the Niall thirsties DIE. I agree. I love the simplicity of the pose that holds power and confidence, yet he is relaxed and calm. 

Liam:

This is the reason the gays are obsessed with Liam. I tell you this boy knows how to feel himself. I love his pose for being the typical “I’m hot and I know it and now you know it too” pose but his eyes hold a lot of emotion. Great pose. A+ 

Zayn: 

It’s Zayn. He could be doing the stupidest pose and it would be my fave. I love this pose because it’s relaxed and badass and like he doesn’t give a fuck, but his face holds a lot of emotion as well (he looks distant and sad). 

Louis: 

I adore this set of pics, especially the smiley ones, but this one gets me every single time. He looks so powerful and sure, yet natural giving us a glimpse of himself (or maybe he just didn’t realise). I love it. 

I probably didn’t even answer your question, but i hope you’ll enjoy the pics. Huuuuuugs back! <3

I bring my dog everywhere with me

In public he’s a very quiet, well behaved animal. He spends a lot of time looking at people’s faces whilst they’re doing things.

Mind you, the guys’ my best friend. Like we’re together constantly, we do everything together and when it’s just me and him he’s the biggest dork on the planet. He’s the most undignified creature I’ve ever had the pleasure to be acquainted with.

So of course, like I forget how pretty and unique he looks to new people. He’s a German Shepherd that was born all white -so he has a long, stark white coat, a fluffy tail, and golden eyes. They’re the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen, in the right light they sort of glow amber.

Today we went to get coffee, and the coffee lady looked down and just had a meltdown, “he’s a fae!” (Her accent makes me think she’s Russian/Ukrainian) so I looked down and the little nerd is doing his best “we’re in public I’m gonna act cool” schtik, sitting with his fluffy tailed curly majestically by his side, chest out, head tilted slightly up so he can just by a few degrees look at the lady right in her face. He just sits. And stares.

Again like my dog is nuts, he’s the type of guy that will reduce himself to a puddle of whimpers, nibbles and flailing paws over a phrase like “is it time for a walk?”, also, he sleeps with a stuffed hedgehog. Every night. If he can’t find Sonic he’ll storm the house and howl at people like they’re holding him prisoner until it’s found.

So cue Sabot (dog, pronounced “Say-bow”) acting like he’s not a hot mess, and this lady is just captivated. She says “he has such a wise face, he looks like an old wizard’s dog, can I biscuit him?” To which I say of course, she gets a biscotti and comes around the counter and squats down near Sabot, who does what most polite people do when meeting a new person and shakes hands. This is too much for the coffee lady, and she takes her 15 minute break. To talk to My Dog.

Guys, I think I just found a new best friend because that was the cutest reaction to meeting a dog I’ve ever seen.

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when u’re trying to support ur bf but u’re bad at it verbally but still trying

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The first photo is from Mark’s twitter- How cute is he?! 

The second photo is from Mark’s insta and is of Chris Hemsworth, Tom Hiddleston and Taika Waititi sleeping, all snuggled up together at SDCC 2017.

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i almost married someone who didn’t love me

Domestic Klance Headcanons
  • Lance tries as hard as possible to sleep in for as long as possible
  • this is a difficult task considering Keith is an early riser he doesn’t even need an alarm he just naturally wakes up at 7 to work out or whatever
  • one time lance tried to wake up early enough to surprise keith with a birthday breakfast-in-bed, but of course keith didn’t get the message to sleep in and was already awake
  • they made a mess making pancakes and bacon together instead
  • lance is a neat freak. it annoys the crap out of keith because he never had to clean up for anyone else whereas lance’s mother pretty much programmed him to clean up after himself and his little siblings
  • keith affectionately labels these tirades as The Nag™…brace yourselves, The Nag is coming
  • lance can also cook??? he chops vegetables like it’s nothing and keith is alway afraid he’s going to lose a finger at the speed he’s going
  • they couldn’t decide on a color scheme for their room so it’s just a mismatched mess of soft blues and and calm grays and vibrant red and angsty black and it looks awful. but it’s theirs
  • lance convinced keith to do weekly Couple Luxury Night where they did relaxing at-home spa treatment-esque routines. he told keith it’d be fun but really it’s just an excuse for him to pamper his boyfriend and take goofy pictures in face masks and cucumbers
  • lance always fixes keith’s hair before he walks out the door because that boy does not know that bedheads aren’t acceptable. keith always pretends to be annoyed but his favorite thing is feeling lances fingers run through his hair
  • lance got them really into competitive cooking shows and naturally it turned into a heated cooking war between the two. since lance is 1000x better at cooking (keith can barely peel a potato) keith is allowed to distract him by whatever means necessary. lance is extremely susceptible to neck kisses, side tickling, and obnoxious raspberries
  • lance in aprons with flirtatious sayings
  • keith complying with the aprons’ suggestions
  • lance totally has a childhood teddy bear that he still sleeps with with named tigre (as a child he didn’t really have a clear grasp on the difference between bears and tigers). He is now señor tigre, respect the title, and is appalled when keith calls it ratty and old-looking
  • whenever lance is mad at keith he pretends keith isn’t there and complains about him to tigre
  • when keith needs comfort and can’t get any words out, lance lets him hold tigre—he might be old as hell but he is soft—and just talks to him about anything until keith feels better
  • they have matching red and blue mugs with cute lions on them
  • keith sleeps on the left side of the bed, but always manages to roll all the way to lance’s side by the morning
  • keith also has deathgrip when he’s asleep, so lance had to buy him a body pillow for those nights when lance just wants to sprawl out
  • lance taped a fucking picture of his face to the body pillow the first night keith slept with it and the next morning lance was woken abruptly by keith shrieking in terror
  • lance likes to do voices and impressions all the time to keep himself entertained and uses random objects around the house as props. keith’s reactions range from tired-of-your-shit to must-hold-in-laughter, but most of the time keith likes to film him on his phone so he can watch it again later. he says it’s blackmail material but these are keith’s videos of the lance that only he gets to see every day
  • whenever lance decides to fart in front of keith he turns it into a punchline
  • keith would never fart in front of other people because it’s fucking barbaric but he feels comfortable enough to voice his body’s concerns (oh god lance i have to fucking dump pause the tv i can’t miss gordon ramsay ripping this neglectful chef a new asshole)
  • they have a weekly chore chart with shifting roles, except keith can’t do the dishes because sticking his hands under hot water and touching grimy dishes is a nightmare for him
  • keith never likes to walk around barefoot esp in the kitchen, so lance makes it fun by gifting keith with funky socks. his most recent pair has shooting stars with a moon made of cheese at the ankle. (keith unintentionally called them cheesy and lance keeled over) keith is known at work/school as the serious guy with uncharacteristically fun socks
  • lance likes to blast music but when it bothers keith, he turns it down and sings along at a moderate volume, which keith finds comforting
  • lance: KEITH HAVE U SEEN THE THING
  • keith: did u check between the couch cushions
  • it was between the couch cushions
  • they have a codeword for when keith misses a social cue and says something too blunt or rude, that way they can communicate easily in private and when company’s over
  • they also have a word for when lance is doing something annoyingly repetitive that keith can’t deal with
  • lance is superstitious and it’s all pretty humorous, but he never risks going to bed without saying i love you, even if they’re angry at each other. keith doesn’t understand why they need to say it out loud all the time but he knows it makes lance feel better so he doesn’t ask questions
  • some nights they like to sleep outside on the back porch so they can see the stars together, and they make their own constellations
  • when the Bad Thoughts hit lance, keith just stays with him, cradles him, strokes his hair. keith’s blunt honesty is a solace whenever lance splits
  • when lance dissociates, keith finds a simple activity for them to do together to coax him back like watching crap tv or going for a drive with the windows down
  • lance bought this weird porcelain duck cookie jar and every time keith comes into contact with it he stares it down for a good minute out of suspicion and spite
  • if either of them don’t feel like using their voice at any particular time, they bought mini whiteboards with tons of colorful markers
  • keith really likes to doodle?? its not his passion or anything but lance lets him draw on his skin and loves to show off his “new tattoo” to literally anyone
  • keith really wants a cat but lance thinks cats are too boring and moody. lance wants a dog but keith thinks they’re too high-maintenance and overwhelming
  • when they went pet shopping they became unwittingly enamored with a turtle struggling to eat a tomato. it was inspirational, and they named her Rita
  • they probably start a small garden and grow tomatoes for Rita and lance in floppy sun hats and keith digging gleefully into the earth
  • lance naming their gardening hoe keith and promptly running from an angry dirt-covered keith

im dy i ng I could go on about these dorks and their habits

if anyone wants to add anything more please do I'm thirsty for domestic klance fluff

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Ravi finally found a real phone to play with, unfortunately it’s one solid piece

Okay but

Adrien is totally that dork who puts pics with his girlfriend on instagram with super romantic super over the top captions. Like he and Marinette went to a date to an art museum or something and he posts a pic saying “Here is a wonderful depiction of the goddess of beauty and love and I feel blessed to be able to delight my eyes with the sight of her. Oh, and the statue behind her is cool too.”

anonymous asked:

Enjoltaire + "Are you flirting with me?!" if you're taking requests!

A/N: here, anon, have some fluff ^-^ sorry for any mistakes- this was written on my phone haha

Grantaire doesn’t know who told Enjolras, but he is going to kill them. That being said, it was probably Courfeyrac, and Grantaire quite likes Courfeyrac, so he’s not really sure where he stands on the whole ‘killing’ part.

It had started off as a normal conversation; Enjolras had been talking about some issue or other when Grantaire had slipped in with his usual lewd comments. The same wink that would usually have earned him an eye-roll had today turned Enjolras’ lips downwards into a frown.

“Are you flirting with me?” he’d asked, and Grantaire- Grantaire is still trying to formulate a response because what.

Grantaire flirts with Enjolras. This is a known fact to all inhabitants of the earth, except Enjolras himself. Grantaire teases and baits and irritates Enjolras, who doesn’t react to any of it except for the occasional sigh or look of disdain.

Enjolras does not know Grantaire flirts with him. Enjolras has remained oblivious to Grantaire’s flirting since day one, which leads Grantaire to the only logical conclusion: one of their traitorous friends has gone and clued him in.

“I’m glad you finally noticed.” Grantaire says dryly, because what is he if not honest?

Enjolras just stares at him. “How long…?” he asks, leading the conversation into a stretch of silence that’s going to get awkward pretty fast. Grantaire would take this opportunity to run and never look back if he didn’t wholly revel in the feeling of Enjolras’ gaze on him.

“I can’t give you an exact date but in looser terms, probably from around the moment we met.” He says, grinning in an attempt to keep everything playful and hide the sincerity the confession would have otherwise uncovered.

Enjolras looks strickened. “Courf said you were but I always thought you were just trying to wind me up.”

Ah, so it was Courfeyrac, Grantaire thinks grimly. They’re going to be having a Conversation later.

“Who’s to say I wasn’t doing both? Flirting with you is fun, seeing you wound up is a nice side effect.”

“Oh.” Enjolras says, his expression twisted into one of confusion.

“I can stop, if you want.” Grantaire says after a lengthy pause. Enjolras hasn’t moved away yet, still stood in front of Grantaire in contemplation, and Grantaire isn’t that much of an asshole that he wants to make Enjolras uncomfortable. “I didn’t think you minded because I’ve been doing it for so long, but if this changes anything, if I’m crossing some boundary-type-thing, I’ll stop. Promise.” he adds, placing his hand over his heart because, yes, he is just that sincere.

“No, no, it’s not that,” Enjolras dismisses, waving his hand as if to clear the air of Grantaire’s words. “I just haven’t had that much experience with flirting. That’s all. You’re welcome to continue, if you like.”

Now it’s Grantaire’s turn to stare. Did Enjolras just… give him permission to flirt with him? That can’t be right, Grantaire’s ears must be broken. Can ears break? He’ll have to as Joly later.

“I- What?”

“Maybe it’ll give me a chance to get better at it, too.” Enjolras’ face is as stoic as ever but there’s a spark in his eyes different from the usual Revolutionary Fervor, and Grantaire is so fucked.

“Sure.” Grantaire says. His brain is only capable of monosyllables at the minute.

The barest hint of a smile makes itself known on Enjolras’ lips. “See you around, R.” he says, leaning forward and pressing them against the stubble of Grantaire’s cheek.

It takes a second for Grantaire’s brain to register the use of his nickname, and another few to register the kiss. By the time he’s caught up with his body’s reactions, Enjolras is on the other side of the room, casually chatting with Combeferre.

Far from killing him, Grantaire decides he’s going to send Courfeyrac the biggest flower arrangement he’s ever seen.

send me prompts!!!

I will never get over how happy these two dorks are in this scene:

Heck, Lance went from flirting with some alien girls:

To stealing money from a foutain just to help Pidge. Not even caring if some cute girl sees him with that appareance:

And then he’s just so happy to see Pidge happy:

I swear they’ll kill me someday…

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30 Days of Fairy Tail

Day 12: Favourite Friendship - Phantom Duo (Gajeel & Juvia)

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the struggles of waiting for 5vixx to come visit him 

Today I asked @ufficiosulretro why her Gabe always had red underwear and she dared me to write a ficlet about it. 

So this is it, my love letter to Irene’s red briefs and converse.


“What’s up with you and red briefs?”


Jack blamed the grueling regimen of the Soldier Enhancement Program for how his mouth just decided to go ahead and make a fool out of him.,


“Staring at my ass, farm boy?” His roommate was a couple of years older than him, ridiculously handsome and top of the class. Every class. It didn’t really matter, Gabriel Reyes seemed capable to do just about everything. Jack was both intimidated and wildly turned on.

No!I just,” He flushed to the roots of his hair “They’re all red? And it’s really weird? Wait, I didn’t mean…not that you’re weird or anything, it’s just peculiar, it stands out. Not your ass, the color.”


The ass too.


Jack tried to stop his hands, what did people normally do with their hands? Gabriel arched one eyebrow and erupted in genuine laughter, he felt like an idiot.


“”You were just joking.”


“You got to relax, John.”


“Umh, it’s…Jack, actually. I go by Jack. John’s my dad.”


“Well, Jack…” His voice was so smooth. “ I buy my underwear in stock ‘cause it’s cheaper, those five pair, ten dollars kinda of deal, you know? And they are all the same color because I’m shit at laundry.” He jumped a bit wiggling into his pajama pants, Jack couldn’t fight a smile


“So you are human, after all.”


Gabriel tilted his head “What? ”


Jack hurried to turn the attention away from his hero worship  “Why red though?” He asked perhaps louder than strictly necessary. “All black or white would be easier to wash.”


“It’s my favorite color, give me a break.”


They both got into their respective bunks. This was nice, Jack thought, getting to know each other. Becoming friends. They certainly would need one in the shit show that S.E.P promised to be.


“You could always learn how to separate whites and colors.” He teased, Gabriel went very quiet, and Jack wondered if he stepped over some kind of new friendship line until he chuckled and replied with a:


“You could always admit you were staring at my ass.”


Jack didn’t admit it, even though it was true. Not then, anyway.


Eight months later, he gave Gabe a pair of red converse for his birthday, Gabriel tried to mock him for being “a huge dork who remembers stuff like someone’s favorite color, you’ll make me develop a complex.” But he really liked them, Jack could tell.


“Gabe, I love you, but with the number of times you made all my stuff pink with your briefs in my laundry I couldn’t forget it if I tried.” He said absentmindedly.


“You what, now?”


And that’s the story of how Jack Morrison told Gabriel Reyes “I love you” for the first time. (Without even noticing.)