cause this man is everywhere

okay I know that no one else really cares but I’m genuinely upset about Ichiya and him disappearing from everyone’s life because I’ll be damned if that man deserved to. He’s such an awesome dude despite his uh… quirks and omg can we just take a moment to appreciate him and mourn cause I’m so distraught like there’s tears everywhere. 

look at this man. He’s the epitome of perfection with his snaz snaz hair and constant sparkles. AND DO YOU SEE HIS LIL BOW TIE!!! HE’S ROCKING THAT LIL BOW TIE!! LOOK HOW FANCY HE IS! SO HANDSOME







Pretend (Drabble)

Anon, you’ve slayed me. That’s so cute and pure and my heart is just tearing itself apart. I just love these sorts of prompt. THEY’RE PURE AND EVERYONE IS HAPPY, SO I’M HAPPY FOR THEM. I hope you enjoy, and thanks for the request. I have chosen to subject Jesse McCree to this because this guy needs some McLovin’. (I’m just in a Jesse McCree mood for some reason.)

A romantic relationship in this line of work was a dangerous thing, and if you both valued your lives, you would never enter one. Attachment is dangerous, you reminded yourself daily. But your traitorous heart ached anyway, unheeding of your rationality and logic.   

Dealing with this whole thing would be tremendously easier if you and Jesse McCree weren’t on a long-term mission mission as a duo. It took every scrap of self-control (and more) to prevent yourself from embarrassing yourself with some over-the-top reaction when this mission was announced. Though, Torbjorn did receive a nasty glare when he shouted, “About damn time. I’ve got projects to fund, you know.” 

It’s been weeks since you both came to this city, setting up camp in a residential neighborhood where there were suspected to be a weapons trading ring. It was hard to believe at first considering just how peaceful everything seemed when you and Jesse moved in, pretending to be recently married. When you questioned the decision for this scenario (not that you were entirely against it), Soldier: 76 explained it was to blend in and get among the trading ring’s ranks. It was a very family-orientated neighborhood, after all. Jesse, always the one to roll with the punches, took your hand and tapped you where a ring would theoretically sit. 

“So, d’you wanna take my last name or should I take yours?”

That lit a fire so bright inside you that you felt like you were going to become a victim of spontaneous human combustion. 

It wouldn’t be the last time you’d feel such a way. 

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Happy Birthday, Sammy!

ok. I apologize. I started all this just to celebrate Sam’s B Day but then….genderbend…yeah.I literally spent half of April doing this bUT IT DOESN’T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH SAM’S FREAKING BIRTHDAY AND I’M SITTING HERE LIKE WTF IS WRONG WITH MY BRAIN???! HOW WAS THIS A GOOD IDEA??? 


6. Serenade // Klance

« {Part 6 of my Valentine’s collection.} »

a/n: lance plays the ukulele, because of course he does. enjoy!

Everything went to shit when Lance found the ukulele.

Keith had no fucking clue how he’d even gotten one, considering they were in space, hundreds of thousands of light years away from Earth. The origin of the instrument, though, was unimportant. The real problem was that Lance couldn’t seem to stop playing it all the damn time. And he didn’t just play songs, either. He played them at Keith. As in, to serenade him.

Hey there Keith, what’s it like to be part Galra?” Lance sang to him after breakfast one day. “I’m only two feet away, but boy, tonight you look so pretty—”

Keith sighed. “Lance,” he said flatly. “Can you not? Also, ’Galra’ and ‘pretty’ don’t even rhyme.”

“What, you don’t like my gorgeous singing voice?” Lance asked. His hand flew to his chest in mock outrage. “Why, Keith, I’m offended!”

“You sing fine, Lance, but—”

“So you admit you like my singing?” Lance interrupted with a grin. He reached around and slung an arm over Keith’s shoulder. “Well then, you’re in luck—there’s a lot more where that came from.”

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anonymous asked:

you would not believe your vore if snape killed dumbledore

And then tried to say that he’s my man.
Cause I feel the open air and leave tear drops everywhere
Cause bellatrix would probably murder a fan.
Id like to make myself believe that they didn’t kill my favorite Weasley
Its hard to say but I’d rather stay awake when I’m asleep
Cause nothing is ever as it seems
Hogwarts has no security

First Meeting

Originally posted by iamed04

Request - 15) Reader’s child from a previous relationship is a massive fan of the WWE Superstar and they meet for the first time. 32) Superstar brings the child to work for the first time. 

Pairing - Dean Ambrose X Female Reader + Readers son. 

WordCount - 2,045

Requested By - Anon

Written By - Tacha

Key - Y/S/N - Your Son’s Name.

Taglist - @i-kneel-for-king-loki @littledeadrottinghood  @m-a-t-91 @straight-outta-the-asylum @lip-sync @itsstephaniemcmahon  @unhinged-on-the-fringe @thebutterflygirl16 @youhoebag @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @guatebabyxo @wweimagines-oneshots @xsimplynaex @macfizzle @sassyenthusiasthistorylover333 @xuhwheredidkylogox @driv3mys0ul @not-that-kinda-gurl08  @harleymoxley @wwessellout @freekmode @catie-kaboom

A/N - If you would like a request from the prompt list Send us the name of the Superstar, the gender of the child and a few numbers.

You and Dean had been dating a year and a half. Everything had been going great, Dean was perfect in every sense of the word. He was funny, outgoing, charismatic, loving, understanding. Before you met Dean, you dreaded going out on dates, why? Because every man you met as soon as you mentioned you had a son, they would run a mile.

So when you met Dean you took things extremely slowly. For the first few months, you didn’t tell Dean Y/S/N. But as your relationship with Dean, you had to tell him. You had very much expected Dean to run for the hills, instead, he smiled and began to ask you different questions to get to know the other man in your life. You were shocked by Dean’s behaviour yet you welcomed Dean’s attitude for two reasons, one, men like Dean didn’t come by very often and secondly, in the year and a half you had been with Dean you had fallen in love with Dean and fallen hard.

You and Dean had both discussed when he was going to meet Y/S/N. You tried to work out the perfect opportunity but Y/S/N’s schooling was getting in the way so you and Dean both agreed that you would both wait until the Summer holiday’s and the Summer holiday’s were finally here.

Dean and Y/S/N were going to meet at some time in the next few weeks and while you wanted your two worlds to meet, yet that did not prevent the turmoil of negative emotions that threatened to suffocate you.

You sat in the living room waiting for Dean to call. Y/S/N was already in bed, he had such an exhausting last day at school. After you picked him up from up from School he had been so enthusiastic as he told you about everything he got up too. As the evening progressed, Y/S/N spoke about all the work he had done in school. He also spoke of all the things he wanted to do over the holidays. You didn’t want to promise Y/S/N everything while you did have intentions do a lot of fun activities with Y/S/N, you didn’t know when Dean and Y/S/N for the first time.

Your phone rang, you didn’t have to look at the caller ID because Dean had his own specific ringtone as you pressed your answer button, you stretched out on the couch getting comfortable.

“Hey baby, how are you?” Dean’s rough and ragged voice spoke through the phone.

“I’m good, hows work going?” You replied as Dean slouched onto his bed on the other end of the phone. He had been missing you like crazy today, he wanted nothing more than to see your face. There was nothing more that Dean wanted than to be able to go to bed later knowing that he was one step closer to be able to hold you in his arms and not go to bed alone.

“You know same old, I’ve been causing mischief, breaking skulls everywhere I go. How’s the little man?”

“He’s good, he was exhausted after his last day at school, he made a piece of artwork that he’s insistent on putting in a frame.He’s also mentioned about all the things he wants to do throughout the Summer holiday.” You scooted yourself up into a more comfortable position.

“Was coming to meet his favourite WWE Superstar mentioned? Because I might have an idea about how you can spend your Summer holidays.” You son was definitely the biggest Dean Ambrose fan in the entire world. Every year without fail your son asked for Dean Ambrose merchandise and boy you didn’t even want to go through what happened when Smackdown didn’t record. It was complete and utter mayhem.

“I’m intrigued.” On the other end of the phone, Dean smirked a little bit, while he knew you were going to be hesitant about the plan he knew that you would go for it eventually. Dean was up for convincing and no matter how much it took he needed to see you because he was going stir crazy…more than usual

“Why don’t you come and spend the Summer with me? Do some travelling together, I get to meet Y/S/N, you can meet the guys from work. We get to create some memories. Hopefully, if you agree we can spend some quality time together since I’m going stir crazy. So what ya say, do you wanna come on a crazy adventure with me?” After you listened to Dean’s offer the phone you were tempted, not only would this be the perfect opportunity for Dean and Y/S/N, but you could also spend time with Dean and get out of your area for a while. What if this would be too much for Y/S/N to take in so soon? You didn’t want to overwhelm him.  

“It sounds great Dean, but what if this is too much for Y/S/N to take in?”

“He’ll be fine, what kid wouldn’t want to travel, get to spend time in hotel rooms and get to meet the people he sees on TV. Baby, I know I’ve never met him before but I promise you I’ll protect him with my life. Besides you don’t exactly have a choice because I just booked a ticket to come and meet you before we fly out to our first location. Baby, you better get packing because I’m coming for you and Y/S/N. I love you, baby, I’ll definitely be seeing you very soon.” The phone went dead before you could even reply. You just hoped Dean was right and you wondered what Y/S/N reaction would be in the morning…

That morning, you were up early doing laundry. You were in your room trying to work out what on earth you were going to take. What do you even pack for? Hearing the door creak open, you looked down to see your son walking into the room.

“Momma, what are ya doing?” Y/S/N asked as he walked into the room.

“Hey baby, can I talk to you for a second?” You asked as you stopped doing what you had been previously.

“Sure, I’m not in trouble am I?” You shook your head as you scooped up Y/S/N into your arms before settling on your bed.

“No baby, your not in trouble. So you know how Mummy has been seeing a man for a really long time.” Y/S/N nodded so you took it as the signal to continue. “Well, Mummy things that it’s time for you both to meet each other for the first time. If you don’t want too then that’s perfectly fine.”

“Does he make you happy?” Y/S/N asked.

“He does baby. Do you want to meet him?” You asked as he stroked his hair softly.

“Okay. When can I meet him?” Y/S/N asked you smiled. You hadn’t expected Y/S/N to agree so willingly.

“Soon baby, that’s why I’m packing because we’re going to travel with him for the Summer because he moves around a lot for work.” You noticed the twinkle in his eyes appear signally that he was indeed curious.

“What goes he do?” He questioned.

“He’s a wrestler.”

“What his name?”

“Dean.” It was almost as if a lightbulb had gone off inside of his face.

“Dean Ambrose is your boyfriend! Momma, why didn’t you tell me this?” Y/S/N began to jump and down on the bed.

“So I take it you want to spend the Summer with Dean.”

“Yes!” So it was settled you, Y/S/N and Dean were going to spend the Summer together…

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Acknowledge It (collab)


Summary: John finds out that Alex is ticklish, but doesn’t do anything about it, and Alex is a bit bummed over that fact. Modern!Lams.

A/N: This fic was written as a collab with the lovely @ticklishraspberries! We wrote this by combining some prompts and text posts that we thought would fit, and we really hope you all like it as we’re both pretty pleased with it!

I’ll have you know that the doc we’ve been writing in has been called “collab aaayyy” for the majority of the time.

Based on this prompt that was sent to me, this text post by Raspberry, this text post by me, and this prompt that was sent to me.

Words: 1 776

Alex was upset and John had no idea why.

He got like this sometimes; all sad and troubled and anxious. John knew that, having grown up the way he had, it was now imprinted on his very soul. All that sorrow. There was no escaping it. It was a part of his personality now.

But John still didn’t like it. It made it incredibly hard to comfort his boyfriend, and he hated seeing him upset. It broke his heart. Fortunately Alex only seemed just a bit down that day. Not like last week when he’d barely left their bedroom.

John still approached him with caution. “You okay?”

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I think television is very much turning into a writer’s medium, in that way. Maybe that has been one of the reasons why I’ve done so much stuff. The people that I’ve worked with before have moved from show to show and sometimes decided to take me with them, which is a lovely thing.”

“Aren’t you going to sit down? I’m making pancakes! Mom’s on her way, she just ran out to grab some whipped cream from the store.” The brunette said all of this over her shoulder as she smiled brightly at the person standing in the doorway, spatula in hand. “Maybe if you’re extra nice I’ll make some of my famous strawberry sauce, too.”

This is it.
This is what I’ve been anticipating for 10 years.
This man. He was a little boy that caused problems everywhere in order to gain people’s attention. He was a boy who gained friends little by little because everyone is attracted to his spirit, his straightforwardness and his loyalty. He was a guy who did the impossible to reach out to his best friend, to save him, to show people that what he believes in is no matter to give up, he affected everyone who saw his hard work, and people naturally started supporting him. He is, now, a man who achieved his dream since he was a little boy. He is now the hokage he always swore to become. He never gave up and he made it.
I don’t think I’ll ever read a story as beautiful as this. Maybe there are other animes, movies, novels, books, etc. with a story more touching than Naruto, but that’s not what makes Naruto so precious.
It’s the fact that I literally grew up with him. I was 8 years old when I first got into Naruto, and with every year, even though he stays the same age, you can see how his attitude gets more mature little by little. I grew up with him too. He is like my childhood friend who’s been with me all along.
And now, this childhood friend of mine is a proud hokage, a man who achieved his dream. And now I’m 18, I was a third grader when I first met him, and now I’m a uni student, who’s about to say goodbye to her childhood friend.
I’m sure there are a lot of people like me right now, liking and reblogging and writing about Naruto while they cry their hearts out. I stop crying for 5 minutes, then my chest would squeeze painfully, and I’d start crying again.
Some of what I wrote, I wrote it in a blurry vision, because the tears won’t stop.
I know the manga is always there for me to read, but just seeing him with his hokage robe and his hokage hat, seeing his child acting just like he did long ago, seeing all his friends grown up and have kids, it’s just so final.
And while this pains me so much, it also makes me so ridiculously happy, so proud. I’m glad I watched Naruto. I’m glad I made it this far to see this beautiful finale.
And I’m so, so thankful that Kishimoto wrote this end. It doesn’t have to be a tragedy to be touching. It’s a beautiful way to wrap up this beautiful story. The story of a boy who had a fox spirit with nine tails sealed inside him. The boy with the fox spirit sealed inside him was the son of the fourth hokage. Now he is called the seventh hokage.
The characters were great, I feel like I know them as if I’ve actually met them, as if they were with me all along. Most (I can’t say all, some were very…unlikable) of them are so precious to me.
Kishimoto-sensei, otsukaresama deshita.
And thank you for these 15 years of trolling, tears, laughter, excitement, shipping, and finally satisfaction and contentment. Thank you for being so creative, for being a genius.
I will never, ever forget Naruto Uzumaki and everyone he met. I will always love your manga and I’ll always be your fan.
I’m sorry, but since this was what first made me watch Naruto, I can’t ignore it now.
The first scene I saw of Naruto was Sakura hugging Sasuke in the Forest of Death. I was at the age where I’d love to see anything blue with anything pink. So, SasuSaku caught my eyes immediately.
I’ve shipped them before I knew what shipping was. I have believed in them since 2004, and I would have gone down with this ship, had it sunk.
I’ve said once that I’ll never believe in true love if SasuSaku doesn’t happen. I don’t agree with what I’ve said before, right now. It didn’t have to become canon for me to learn what true love is. True love is not just Sakura’s feelings for Sasuke. True love is Itachi’s feelings for Sasuke and vice versa. True love is Minato and Kushina’s feelings for each other and for Naruto, and vice versa. True love is Naruto and Sasuke’s bond. The one who never had a family, but learned what having a brother means, and the one who lost his family, his brother, only to realize he had a family, a brother all along. True love is found so, so much in Naruto manga. It’s portrayed in so many different ways, each one different from the other.
But true love is also Sakura’s feelings for Sasuke. I wanted them to end up together, honestly, more than anything else in my life. This ship could make me or break me. This ship, imo, is the most beautifully portrayed romance I’ve ever read.
And I do blame the flawless fanfictions written by this ship’s flawless authors, the flawless fanarts, drawn by this ship’s flawless artists, the flawless rants, written by this ship’s flawless analysts, and just the flawless love this ship has been showered with by its shippers, I blame them all for making me ship it 100 times harder than I already do.
Having SasuSaku canon is the happiest, proudest, most satisfied and content I ever remember myself being. I’ve waited 10 years for this.
And all this patience was rewarded.
Thank you Kishi.


“kevin? oh sorry man, i thought you were link cause he’s…”
“been showing up everywhere you’ve been trying to go on vacation alone? i mean it’s not like i want to go on vacation with you or anything, and it’s not like i’m wearing this super huge, super warm jacket big enough for two grown men to get inside up together cause i figured that maybe you’d be underdressed when you came up here to alaska and you need to get inside of this coat with me.” | GMM #1025 [x]