choke on my drink

the-meggo  asked:

Pasi I need your thoughts on the good omens costumes

WE’VE GOT A GINGER CHIIIIILD

I mean, I’ll easily admit that my first reaction was *chokes on drink* *laughs hysterically for five minutes straight* and even now I can’t really look at the picture before going CRINGE because they just don’t look real, do they? They look v v like caricatures of themselves. Like Aziraphale, the clothes work for me but the hair is a Big No (it”s YELLOW) and Crowley is just. I’m. I don’t. I’m???? 

But, as always, I’m kinda reserving my judgement until we actually see them on screen. In a way, I can buy the fact that they just look weird, because they’re angels and they still haven’t quite got the hang of looking human. 

(On the other hand, I’m also a wee bit afraid they entire thing will end up as a caricature/ over the top fantasy, while what I really want from my Pratchett adaptations rn is a bit of realism.)

So I remain hopeful and mostly open-mindedly curious. Casting Nina Sosanya as Sister Mary Loquacious is amazing and Miranda Richardson as Madame Tracy is just good, and some of the other casting choices are ??? but not necessarily automatically bad, so hey, why not? Let’s give it a shot. And if they do end up awful, I’m happily gonna retreat to my own headcanons which are emphatically not ginger.

After I ace this test tomorrow morning, I’m getting a deep manicure and pedicure. Date with District Attorney & Hamptons Millionaire.

Originally posted by rachgrub

I blocked him after I gave him my number, so I forgot his needs but I think it’s another I’m a kinky man b*****t but he is black.  I’m getting into the habit of going on these dates just to impress myself. I have not had one man who has not almost choked on their drink laughing at my jokes. I want to go shoe shopping with the Hamptons POT. He is the most attractive out of them all and he likes to say yes.

Now the Hampton POT. Sugar Babies you know that feeling? When a POT messages you saying they read your whole profile and want to see what’s up? Then you write the sh*t again  “monthly allowance” and they reply “They know?” The POT tells you to choose the restaurant and you choose the most expensive one and he responds with what time? He’s net worth is under 2 million but anyone who lives in East Hamptons is not no broke person. 

If I can get one sane SD in New York, especially one in the Hamptons or in Long Island where I can pack my bag early in the morning and go to his place to chill, take a walk on the beach, relax, eat together, get paid and sometimes go shopping with him. 

 Someone who can pay me to not do sh*t but just be there. 

anonymous asked:

Part two~ his hands slide up your thighs, the tips of his fingers brushing against your core. "Did plan this? To tease me until I couldn't help but fuck you in the middle of this place? God who would have though you'd be open about wanting my cock" ~🤖

I just choked on my drink
I’m such a hoe for Michael Mell Jfc
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Star Spangled Man With A...

Avengers team x reader.

Warnings: swearing, violence, implied injury

Word Count: 1,759

First avengers fic please be nice


   “Y/n can you come here please?” Natasha called from somewhere on this floor.

Where on this floor was a completely different matter.

   “Where is ‘here’, Nat?” I called back, standing from my bedroom floor.

   “My room,” she shouted. “I need your help with something,”

I stepped out of my room into the dark hallway, and stealthily made my way to Natasha’s room. just casually using my shadow abilities to blend in with the darkness and travel through the shadows to get to Natasha’s room faster.

   “What do you need?” I leant on her door frame after stepping out of the shadows and watched as she awkwardly tried to assemble a step under her light. “What are you doing?”

   “I’m trying to change the light bulb but someone’s taken the ladder and I’m small,” she huffed as she stacked another book onto the pile of crap in the middle of her room.

I felt someone walked behind me and saw Bucky and Steve headed down the hallway. I caught Steve by the arm, making him stop.

   “Y’know Nat,” I said, dragging Steve into the room. “I can’t help you change your light, but the Star Spangled Man With A Plan Sure Can,”

I smiled like a goofus as they both stared at me and Bucky snorted before continuing down the hall giggling to himself.

   “You’re so proud of your shitty jokes aren’t you?” Natasha laughed finally.

   “Actually I’m just proud of getting that whole sentence out without fucking it up,” I grinned before skipping out of the room. and back into the darkness.

   “You guys swear so much,” I heard Steve mutter.


The following night we’d all settled in the huge living room to hang out and watch a movie.

I couldn’t remember the name of the movie but it had dragons which was cool.

   “Hey Tony,” I called across the room.

   “Yeah?” he said through a mouthful of popcorn.

   “Can you get a tanning bed for the tower?” I asked.

Natasha laughed and Sam choked on his drink at the randomness of my question.

   “Y/n we go outside daily what the hell for?” Tony chuckled at me.

   “I wanna force Steve into it so I can called him The Star Spangle Man With A Tan,” I said plainly, succeeding in holding in my laughter.

Clint clearly wasn’t trying as hard as me as he burst into a fit of giggles on the couch.

Bucky laughed and muttered something that sounded like “eat it Steve” But I couldn’t be sure.

Steve just shook his head turned the volume on the movie up.


The next day we went on a mission was the best I’d ever been on because Steve just kept finding himself in positions where I could take the piss.

The first was in the gym that morning we were working on an agility warm up game and Steve was explaining what he wanted us to do.

   “First you’re going to run the beam while dodging swinging punching bags,” He pointed to one end of the room where that course was set up. “Then you have to make it over the sponge pit via the money bars and avoid being hit with a dodge ball, and then you will climb over the A frame, rescue the ‘civilian’ and carry them back down to safety all the while being attacked by ‘Villains’” 

   “What’s the catch?” I crossed my arms as I looked at the very easy course.

   “You have to make it from here,” he gesture to the start of the track, and still keeping his first arm up he pointed to the end with the other. “To there in 30 seconds or less,”

I noticed he still had his arms both out pointing at each end of the course.

I nudged Natasha in the arm and chuckled.

   “Star Spangled Man With A Wide Arm Span” I stifled my laugh through one hand while pointing at Steve with the other.

   “Y/n your time limit is now 20 seconds,” Steve huffed before hitting the buzzer and Clint began running the course.


The Second time was when we were first out on our mission and some bad guys were fuckin shit up down-town with alien weapons.

A woman was cornered between some cars that had collided and a man with a very strange looking gun that blasted purple plasma rays.

I sank down into the shadow cast by the building I stood behind and traveled to the shadow under the cars behind the the man with the plasma gun.

Sliding out from under the car I kicked my leg out and brought him to the ground, elbowed him in the nose and took his gun.

While he lay squirming in pain on the ground I took the womans hand and began running as fast as I could drag her away from the man. Tossing the gun up to one of Tony’s uninhabited suits.

   “Cap where are you?” I shouted into the coms.

   “Be by your side in a second,” his voice rang in my ear. “Don’t move,”

I stopped running and withing second Steve landed on the hood of one of the bad guys cars right next to me and the woman, holding a couple more of the alien guns.

   “Give me the guns,” I said. “I’ll take them to the suits,”

He tossed the guns to me and I squealed.

   “DON’T THROW A PLASMA RAY AT SOMEONE YOU DOLT!” I shouted.

I secured my grip on the guns and turned to the woman.

   “Hi are you okay?” I asked her. “I’m Shadow what’s your name?”

   “I’m fine,” she said breathless, clearly ecstatic that she’d been saved by the avengers. “My name is Anne,”

   “Ugh YES” I was suddenly so very happy.

The woman looked very confused.

    “Star Spangled Man, Look After Anne,” I shouted as I shoved the woman into Caps arms and dove into another shadow before he could retaliate.


The last was when he was chasing a bad guy and was thrown back through the window of a bakery.

I fly kicked the bad guy into the wall and he slumped to the ground out cold.

   “Cap you okay?” I called as I climbed through the shattered window frame to see a few customers helping him stand. 

The owner of the bakery came around the counter with a pastry dish in her hands and gave it to me. 

I mean we just smashed through the wall of her shop surely it’s not a thank you?

Cap and I exited the bakery and were met by Hawkeye and Black Widow looking at us.

   “Whatcha got there?” Clint eyed the pastry dish in my hands.

It was now that I realised what it was. Immediately I handed it to Steve.

   “The Star Spangled Man With A Fruit Flan,” I put my hands on my hips and grinned proudly so wide my eyes were squinted shut.

My happy streak didn’t last very long because something impacted with the top of my head and I was suddenly very cold. 

And sticky.

I opened my eyes and wiped custard out of my eyes.

   “Did you just dump a perfectly good fruit flan on my head?” I turned and growled at Steve.

   “Dude we could’ve eaten that,” Clint whined.

Steve just smiled with pride that could have mirrored my own.


For the next week or so there was no joke I could have used at the right time so I just had to wait for the right opportunity.

One finally came along.

Cap and Black Widow were sent on a small mission and I was bored so I followed them in the shadows. 

During a scuffle between Cap and one of the targets, Cap was thrown from a 2 story roof and smashed into the roof of a parked (and thankfully empty) minivan.

I immediately pulled out my phone and snapped an unflattering photo of the scene and sank back into the shadows and portalled home.

I sat waiting for their return in the living room ready to project my photo onto the largest screen in the room. As soon as the walked in I called all the other to join me.

   “Guys, guys,” I was shaking with excitement.

   “oh god what did you do?” Bucky sighed with a laugh as I hopped back and forth from one foot to the other.

   “I snapped a really awesome photo,” I half squealed.

I clicked the button that projected what was on my phone to the tv screen and held my hands out in a presenting manner.

   “Ta-daaa!” I smiled and looked around the room at the confused faces of my team.

   “What exactly am I looking at?” Tony asked.

   “It’s The Star Spangled Man In A Minivan,” I yelled happily.

   “How did you even get that picture?” Steve looked astonished. “Did you follow us?”

   “No that would be creepy,” I giggled before sinking into the shadow in the floor and traveling into the hallway.

   “I don’t think anything will ever be as creepy as seeing a smiling chick sink into the floor,” I heard Clint shiver.


I woke up a few days later to F.R.I.D.A.Y telling my that I’d overslept and breakfast was being made in the kitchen where the others had already gathered.

I shot out of bed and ran out of my room, very annoyed at the well lit rooms and hallways that I could’t shadow travel through.

   “Please be Steve, please be Steve,” I chanted to myself as I sprinted down the hallway and jogged on the spot in the elevator to the recreation floor.

I got a number of odd looks from the team who were all assembled around the breakfast table when I burst into the kitchen very short of breath.

Much to my joy, I was greeted by the beautiful sight of Steve frying bacon and eggs on the electric stove.

I failed to control my laboured breathing and huffed my way to the island bench, awkwardly posing on the edge of the counter with a smug grin.

   “Y/n please don-” Steve looked so done but I cut him off.

   “Star Spangled Man With A Pan,” I wheezed with a proud smile. 

   “Damnit!” Clint beat his fist down on the table, startling most of the team. “I’ve been trying to thinkof one for ages I can’t be;live I missed that,”

   “Get your own joke Katniss,” I giggled, siting on the bar stool and winking at Steve.

   “You’re not getting any bacon,” he grumbled and plated some for everyone but me.

But you know, we talked with her before the competition, this is a new floor routine… and there are a lot of people out on the internet that were criticising it, saying they didn’t like the music. She was a little frustrated with that. Hey folks. I’ll clue you in on something. She could do her floor routine to Mary Had A Little Lamb, and she’d win the Olympic gold
—  Tim Daggett on Simone’s new floor routine at the 2016 Pacific Rim Championships
A sweet favour | Pt. 2

Pairing: Reader x Girl x Jungkook
Genre: Smut
Summary: Jungkook had another favour to ask.
Words:  4,1k
Chapters: 1 / 2 / 3

Jungkook was walking down a street somewhere in downtown. It was a warm, early summer night with muffled music floating through the air from the open doors of various bars and restaurants along the street. Traffic sounds of slamming taxi doors and squealing engines intermingled with the muffled music. He kept on moving, knowing the way to his favourite bar by heart. He needed a beer. Maybe even something stronger. 

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Give me a scene where Magnus and Alec are just chilling like at dinner or just at the loft or something and Alec randomly makes like a really funny joke and Magnus nearly chokes on his drink and Alecs all worried like “Oh my god, are you okay?” Shooting up to help him and Magnus is just staring at him in shock “you just made a joke” and Alec rolls his eyes with that smile, you know the one.

Quality time together. Some beer, snacks and stupid jokes, no one has to know about. Big bro and Little bro.
I just love how short Carlos is compared to the Boss. On the character list his height is 5'5". And he’s like 30-something cm (maybe 20? I’m not sure. He’s SHORT okay? }XD) shorter than the Boss - you can see that in the cutscenes. Which makes the Boss’s height at least 6'2" (6'3")… (if you rely on the information given by that reference picture.)
Well, Ion is for sure one tall son of a gun. He always was. (He hates low ceilings. At his old home he was knocking his head on all of the doorposts.
“That’s why you aways so angry, hon? Isn’t it?” - his Mom.)