don't like the teasing

Matt and Shiro's reunion

Shiro: Matt?? Matt is that you?! Oh my god!
Matt: wtf happened to your hair you look like a skunk
Shiro: It’s the stress and yOU KNOW IT
Matt: Yeah trying to get that eyeliner on point must be stressful
Shiro: *looks at the camera like he’s in the office*

anonymous asked:

Imagine Steve wasn't in love with Bucky Barnes before his big freeze, but now he's falling head over heels for the Winter Soldier

Steve wasn’t confused about his feelings.  Not really.  He’d been attracted to men just as much as he had been women.  He might’ve had to keep his attraction to men fairly quiet until he woke up in the twenty-first century, but he’d never been confused about feeling how he did.  

The confusing part was Bucky.  Or, maybe the confusing part was that it wasn’t Bucky. He wasn’t sure what the difference was, exactly, and what it meant that he hadn’t been attracted to Bucky before he was the Winter Solider, but he was now that Bucky wasn’t the Bucky he used to know.

He wasn’t sure if it was the hair, or that shared life experience he’d mentioned to Natasha once, or if it was something else that Steve thought, somewhere deep down, that he should feel bad about because the change in Bucky had come at the expense of so much.

Bucky wasn’t the Bucky he remembered and that difference made all the difference.  He was darker and haunted and as strong as –if not stronger- than Steve and there was something wily that shifted behind his eyes, sometimes, that made Steve’s stomach flip.

Bucky noticed.  And made sure to bring it up when he knew he’d catch Steve off-kilter enough to talk about it (exhausted after sparring.  Steve would be damned if Bucky hadn’t timed it perfectly because he knew how good Steve thought he looked exhausted and sweaty.)

“You wanna do something about it, or are you trying to see how frustrated you can make yourself?”

“What?”  Steve sputtered.  He wasn’t ready and didn’t know what to say and felt guilty that he was attracted to Bucky (the Winter Solider) now that he had seventy years of unspeakable horrors behind him.  Steve wondered what that said about himself.   

Bucky sighed.  “I see the way you watch me.  Did you always do that?”

“You mean did I do it when – Before?”  Steve managed to keep his voice even.  Mostly.  


Let it never be said that Steve Rogers backed down from a confrontation. “No.”

Bucky nodded, watching Steve carefully, searching his face for. Something.  When he finally spoke, it was much quieter, secret-sharing.  “I was hoping you’d say that.” 

“What?” Steve leaned back against his locker.  He was pretty sure the wold was tilting on it’s axis.  

“Steve, I – I’ve been wandering around thinking you’re mooning over someone I’m not anymore and – and it’s not true.  You want me, not him.  I mean – you know.”

Steve nodded.  “Yeah, Buck. I do.  But what does that say about—“

“-Stop.  We’re both different.  This might be the best excuse to finally forgive yourself for the fact that seventy years just happened to change us both.”

It was Steve’s turn to pick apart Bucky’s expression and when he’d done so to his satisfaction he reached out towards Bucky, who leaned in in kind.  

JARVIS ensured the locker room was off-limits for the next week. (First for the privacy of Captain Rogers and Sargent Barnes, and second for the repairs necessary to the space once they were through with it).  

shipwreckedcomedy: Writing session for a very real project that isn’t at all fake.

After much photo editing and squinting I was able to make out almost all of it:

Story ideas

- Kill HG Wells for good
- Instead of murders… (I have no idea what the rest says but I’m pretty sure it says back massages??)
- They are just a theater group getting really into character
- Joe the director murders everyone off screen
- CGI mustache
- REVEAL: Hemingway is Poe’s father
- Eddie is Hemingway’s father
- Poe is Eddie’s father
- You heard me!
- Kevin Spacey IS Keyser Soze
- Rachel got off the plane!!
- It was New York all along
- Rosebud is the… (again, no idea what that last word was)

i started thinking about whether nick and charlie would ever use pet names and .. i feel like they eventually do, and the first time it happens is something like this: charlie’s not having a good mental health day and nick’s really concerned/wants to comfort him however he can and he just says it without thinking :’)

nick and charlie are from @heartstoppercomic

anonymous asked:

one time my boyfriend and i were having sex and i was teasing him like "are you sure you don't want to play breath of the wild" and he was like "yeah actually i do" and left to go turn on the switch

asjdkdkgkslfslf oh my GOD

Staying Quiet

I wrote this instead of working on my ereri pieces because I have commitment issues… also dedicated to the lovely monsoondownpour who recently had a traumatizing experience that needs to be erased with some hot ereri… 

hope you like it bby!!


Eren looks up at the sound of his office door opening, and he’s proud of how composed he keeps his features when he sees Levi leaning against the door. He’s smiling, genuine and a bit crooked, his eyes narrowed faintly in a way that makes Eren’s heart beat fast and his throat feel tight with want.   

Eren turns back to his paperwork without so much as a greeting, and he hears the faint click of the lock, a clear message of Levi’s intent that echoes in the silence of the room.       

A rush of anticipation pulses through his veins and down the length of his body, making him feel hot. It’s difficult to keep his hands from trembling.

When he thinks he has himself under control, he looks up. But Levi’s back is to him, his head bent to study a pile of books resting on top of a glass coffee table at the center of the room.

“What do you want?” Eren asks, and it costs him to keep his voice so light and airy. He thinks of his assistant sitting outside, and how thin the frosted glass is that separates them.    

Levi’s hands are clasped behind his back, and the lazy slant of his shoulders and the sharp tilt of his hips make Eren feel like he’s the one interrupting the other man’s day. His tight control is slipping in the wake of that beautiful, lithe body.   

“Don’t be so impatient,” Levi murmurs without turning around. “Your assistant said you were free.”

Eren’s body hums in response to the silky tenor of Levi’s voice and his presence commands his attention so completely, it almost aches. He can feel the pull of him like an unmoored vessel in rough waters.  

“I’m busy, Levi,” Eren says, shuffling papers across the surface of his desk, and there is a delicious kind of pleasure in saying the other man’s name. “Why are you here?”

Levi turns around, his burning gaze locking with Eren’s. He doesn’t need to say anything; Eren can see the desire clouding his features like a fever, and he begins to stalk across the room, quiet and sleek, all feline grace and power.

He moves to stand behind Eren, brining his hands up lightly to rest against his shoulders. His scent makes Eren’s chest flood with warmth and fondness, and he feels for a moment like he’s wrapped in their bed sheets.  

Levi’s mouth brushes over his jawline, and Eren tilts his head to allow better access for those warm, wet lips to slide against his skin. “I’m here to help,” Levi says, and the words make Eren shiver. “Tell me what you need.”    

With one last huff of Levi’s warm breath against his skin, Eren pushes his chair back and stands, turning and sliding on top of the desk, paperwork forgotten. He fists a hand into Levi’s white shirt and pulls him into the vee of his legs.  

“What I need?” Eren asks, hooking one knee around Levi’s hip and tugging him closer.

“Hmm yes,” Levi agrees, sliding his hands that feel like flames down the hard muscles of Eren’s back, before he settles them on his waist. He’s latched onto Eren’s neck again, licking now.

“What I need,” Eren says again, as Levi’s hands move to rest against his belt buckle. “Is for you to be very, very quiet.” He’s hard now, shaking with his need. 

“I can be quiet,” Levi murmurs against his skin, all sin and promise. He rests his hand over Eren’s arousal, rubs the heel of his palm slowly, back and forth over his clothed length. “Can you?”

Teaser Cards

@markrosewater recently answered an ask about teaser cards in sets and I’ve been thinking about it ever since. What I’m referring to as a teaser card is a card the makes reference to something that’s in the pipeline but which hasn’t been printed yet. It’s a card (or cards) that will come in a later set or block.

I believe there’s a right and a wrong way to do these. Read on to see how Wizards blew it in the past and find out if Hour of Devastation will repeat the failure or deliver on the promise.

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