HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY @rakkuguy@rakkuman !!!!!
Omg I’m really late but now that I got my new pens I wanted to whip this up in honor of our favorite part-time dork full-time amazing artist~ holy crap I look up to you dude, stay awesome @ w @
Well, well, time for another overdue birthday gift, this one for good friend, Timeless aficionado, and full-time dork, @knivxsanddespair, who wanted his own rendition of Undertale characters Asriel Dreemurr, the Fallen Child (Chara), and the Protagonist (Frisk) as older teenagers, Chomp, Rosy, and Munch, respectively. I’m sure he’ll fill you in on the details about them, but I hope you all enjoy nonetheless! ;D
1) the way Jensen looks at Jared with hearts in his eyes, as though he nothing bad can happen as long as Jared is by his side
2) the way Jared looks at Jensen as though he hadn’t seen the sun and suddenly his life was filled with light right then
3) the way Jared shrinks himself when he hugs Jensen and never fails to just bury his head in the crook of Jensen’s neck
4) how Jensen tries to act like a grumpy-grump when Jared is practically crawling all over him, but sometimes his composure breaks and he smiles so brilliantly <3
5) how Jensen has a smile that is just simply “Jared’s smile” :)
6) how they’ve been there for each other through absolutely everything
they’ve been there since day one of supernatural, through failed relationships, emotional episodes, personal issues, depression, marriages, the birth of both their kids, and that’s only the beginning really
7) how Jared helped Jensen become confident enough in himself that he went from the guy who wouldn’t sing in front of a crowd if you paid him to this:
8) how they are each other’s biggest fans and are constantly praising one another
9) how they never hesitate to say “I love you” to one another and sometimes get choked up about it because //crying//
10) how it’s so obvious to us all that they are best friends through-and-through and nothing, not time, not any other person, nothing, will ever come between them because that just doesn’t happen when two people love each other like these two do
So, I heard that you guys in the anime fandom are interested in yuri!!! on ice. If any of you are interested in the figure skating sport beyond the show, I strongly recommend you check out the guy in my avatar pic. Who the hell is he? Why, he’s just the reigning Olympic champion, rank No. 1, world record holder and full-time absolute dork.
He’s the one and only Yuzuru Hanyu (Hanyu Yuzuru (羽生結弦) in Japanese because surname goes first). You might have heard of him here on Tumblr but just let grandma* here tell you his full story, ok friends? Now sit tight, you wonderful fellas.
*I’m not actually grandmother-age. But I figured I’m “older” than most of you guys when it comes to stanning figure skating. I adopt you all now.
Yuzuru Hanyu… How do I begin to explain Yuzuru Hanyu? I don’t think I have the words to do so - indeed, the fine gentlemen at British Eurosport have “nearly run out of superlatives for Yuzuru Hanyu”, and they’re the ones who called him “the greatest figure skater of all time”. I myself run out of superlatives for how much the B.Eurosport uncles love Yuzuru Hanyu, so… just watch for yourself.
Just listen to all those superlatives. Just calm your thirst, you fine gentlemen at B. Eurosport!
Of course, he won. For those of you who don’t know this, figure skating is not just about competitions. After every major competition skaters do a little informal performance (called an Exhibition) at a Gala and that’s the time for everyone to just kick back, relax, and just have fun. The next video is one of Yuzuru’s most beautiful exhibitions. Plus some cute moments with his training mate Javier Fernandez in front. <3 (The same Javier also once called Yuzuru his “skating esposa” which is, of course, Spanish for “skating wife”. WTF, Javi.)
For a guy who won the (Winter) Olympics at 19 you’d think Yuzuru would be generally satisfied with what he’s achieved in life, but this is Yuzuru Hanyu we’re talking about. UPPING THE DIFFICULTY OF STUFFis his way of life. So, for some time Yuzuru was struggling a bit with his triple lutz, the same jump he fell on in Phantom of the Opera. So of course he decides to take it out and substitute it with a friggin’ quadruple salchow. A quad is much harder than a triple because you have to make ONE MORE ROTATION IN THE AIR. Most people make their program easier if they’re having trouble with it, but it’s Yuzuru Hanyu. Easier is unacceptable.
He ended up casually smashing the world record (set by none other than Yuzuru Hanyu of the past).
Then, he smashed it again.
For some context, only 2 people have ever gotten over 100 points in the short program (Yuzuru Hanyu and Javier Fernandez). The 100-point club is a very exclusive club reserved for only the skating esposos and esposas of this world.
This is Yuzuru Hanyu we’re talking about, so he simply has to up the difficulty for his free program as well. (All skaters have to do 2 programs, one long (free) and one short.) Yuzuru’s weak point is his stamina, so by the second half of the free program he usually looks like a dying fish, but after his Phantom of the Opera program he decided to make a new program with INCREASED DIFFICULTY and MORE JUMPS IN THE SECOND !DYINGFISH HALF.
He then smashes the world record for the free program, breaking the 200-point barrier for the very first time in the entire history of figure skating.
He smashed the record again at the Grand Prix Final (after this competition). Welcome to Planet Hanyu… Population: 1, himself! (As the Italian Eurosport commentators would put it.) Can you even believe this guy?
In my next post, follow me as I go back in time to bring you the tale of younger Yuzuru Hanyu. Tiny, wee Yuzuru wasn’t quite yet the OP MOFO he is now, but he certainly showed the beginnings of what was to come.
Boyfriend / Girlfriend Tag - Thomas Sangster Imagine
Brief Introduction: You are a famous YouTuber who is dating the well-known actor, Thomas Brodie-Sangster. You had recently been getting a lot of requests to make a”Boyfriend Tag” video with Thomas, and although you were hesitant with the idea at first, you decided it could be really fun if you made it interesting and entertaining.
“Hey guys!” You smiled to the camera, opening up the video with your regular introduction. “Today, I am joined by my lovely, wonderful, all of the above, boyfriend, Thomas,” you gestured over to him as he smiled and waved to the camera. “Hello,” he smiled.
“Okay, so, a lot of people were requesting that we do a Boyfriend/Girlfriend Tag, and while that sounds fun as it is, we wanted to make it super fun for you guys!” You smiled. “So, I’ve picked out a ton of makeup from the cheap store, and Thomas is going to put it on me, clearly not knowing what any of it is.” You explained, laughing in the process.
"We have the bag of makeup he-oops,” Thomas chuckled as he clumsily dropped the bag “We have the makeup here, and I am going to begin,” He explained, zipping open the bag.
“I have no clue what any of this does,” He muttered to himself, earning a laugh from you.
“Okay, let’s start with this,” He pulled out a tube of lipstick, instantly, you wanted to shake your head and scream, foundation goes first!
“Oh wait, no, I’ve seen you put this on a lot, let’s start with this,” He opened up the tube, to your surprise, it was foundation.
“How do I? Shit,” He said as the foundation spilt in his hands, making it all the more hard for you not to erupt in laughter.
“Okay, we’ll just use this then,” he chuckled, picking the foundation up with his fingertips and rubbing it straight onto your face, making you giggle.
He laughed too, realising what he did was totally wrong, but he didn’t mind, you couldn’t change it now. As he continued to apply the foundation oh-so-heavily to your face, you took a glance in the mirror, feeling horrified by the pale, monstrous creature looking back at you.
“Thomas!” You screamed.
“What?” He asked, a clearly amused smile playing across his face.
“Ugh-nothing,” You sighed, still completely amused by his lack of expertise.
“And.. Done!” He announced, clapping his hands in the process, which only caused excess foundation to splat everywhere.
“I am dating a full-time, professional, dork,” You laughed.
“You love me,” he winked, reaching into the makeup bag and grabbing another item.
“Oh!” He exclaimed, “This is.. Lipstick!” It was concealer.
You were about to protest when you remembered that in this challenge, you weren’t aloud to say anything.
You watched as Thomas intently concentrated on putting the concealer on your lips.
“This isn’t right,” he muttered. Really? “Your lips are too pale, this looks silly,” He scratched his head, clearly confused by the situation.
“Oh well,” he shrugged, placing the item back in the bag and pulling out another.
Around fifteen more minutes passed, and you were looking more monstrous than you could ever imagine. Thomas had quickly realised that it wasn’t lipstick he put on your lips to begin with when he pulled out the actual lipstick tube.
But he hadn’t been fair with the amount he put on, because you looked borderline clown-like.
As for the eyeliner, Thomas had decided that it would be “nice” if you had a bit of wing, which eventually resulted in these weird, uneven swirls.
Finally, you were concluding your video, finishing with your usual outro.
“Thank you guys for watching, and thank you, to my lovely boyfriend Thomas, for my beautiful makeup.” You laughed, grabbing his face and putting a big, hard kiss on his cheek, leaving a very vibrant red colour.
“My pleasure,” he replied, quickly trying to rub the lipstick off with his hand.
“I will see you guys in the next video, bye!” But quickly before you could end, Thomas looked at the camera lens and then covered it up, placing a sweet kiss to your lips.
|I was gonna call
this “The Fluff Chronicles” but dreams die fast, don’t they loolll HHEEYY SO TO
HELP YOU RECOVER FROM THE LAST FIC, YOU CAN COUNT ON TWO FICS WITH SEB/BUCKY
(MIGHT BE 3 BUT WE’LL SEE)!!|
Sebastian Stan x Reader
//you’ve been dating for quite a while. that’s right, guuuurl, kudos to you.//
Sebastian couldn’t quite describe
what he was feeling.
He couldn’t settle
on a label, but all he knows is that you hurt him.
No one has ever
hurt him this bad.
Is this even
“How could you,
(y/n)? How could you do this to me? To us??” he said with his hands clutching
his chest as he slid his back down the doorway of the kitchen. “How could you
hurt me so bad?”
“Do what?” you
asked, incredibly confused with your brows knitted.
“You’ve soiled our
garden of love. You’ve broken my heart,” he said in a hurt tone, his eyes still
closed (to add drama, of course).
As amusing as this
was, you were still concerned with why he was doing this. So you stood there,
leaned against the kitchen counter, waiting for him to execute his revelation.
You had gotten used to this by now, considering you do it sometimes too. A reason
why you’re both so compatible is you’re both incredibly dramatic.
“You have betrayed
me, my fair maiden,” he said theatrically before opening his eyes as you
snorted. “You really don’t know what you did?” he asked, amused, which is kinda
stupid considering you are the one who is rightfully amused. He got up from the
floor, walked over to you and wrapped you in his arms.
You both haven’t
seen each other in quite a while, with all the hype that went on about Civil
War, today was his first day back with you. What has always been an unspoken
thing you are both grateful for is the way you’re able to bounce back like
this. You haven’t seen each other in more than just a handful of months, and
yet nothing changes.
not,” you rolled your eyes, blushing after he kissed you. “Unless of course you
found out that I’ve been secretly hiding bodies in our basement,” you
You both broke
into laughter in a few seconds, and he flicked your forehead, “You’re so
fucking weird,” he laughed.
And another reason
as to why you’re both so compatible, is you’re able to fully accept how strange
the other is. Be it whatever. You learn new things about each other every
second your together, and you both accept every single thing. It’s a wonderful
thing, really. To have someone who accepts every crook and cranny, every chink
and dent, every scar and wound, when everyone else does otherwise.
“I’m sorry, I don’t remember being the
one who came home after nearly 5
months of being away shooting a movie, and threw a dramatic non-existent fit,” you tilted your head
with your eyebrows raised, looking at his expression of defeat through your
eyelashes. “So what is the fuckin’
“You ate the last
few ice cream sandwiches,” he said sheepishly, realizing how stupid it was.
“Oh my fucking God,” you giggled and
rolled your eyes as you wrapped your arms around your unnecessarily theatrical
lover’s neck. “You are such a fucking
Drama Queen,” you threw your head back in laughter as he smiled at you in
He loves seeing you smile and laugh,
especially after being away from you for so long. It warms his heart to see you
still in love with him.
“You know I love ice cream,” you raised your
eyebrow at him.
“But you know I love ice cream!” he exclaimed leaning
close to your face as you laughed even more.
ridiculous,” you shook your head at him, unable to wipe the grin off your face.
“Ridiculously in love with you,” he
whispered as he kissed your nose.
profusely, causing you to push his face to the side out of embarrassment. He
chuckled and licked your palm. “Aww,
sick, Sebs! The fuck?? You’re such a fucking twat,” you laughed loudly at
the expression he was making. It could be described as either Sebastian mocking
a spoiled kid who didn’t get what he wanted, or him on laxatives. Either one works, really.
“But I’m your twat,” he smirked seductively, but
his smirk slowly faltered. “That didn’t
come out quite right,” he grimaced and shook his head at himself as you
laughed hysterically, whilst hugging him tighter to yourself.
“I love you,” you smiled as the warm
feeling in your heart doesn’t flicker, and you’d never want it to, really. He
squeezed you in his arms and laid his head atop yours, smiling as well.
“I love you,” he said and kissed the top
of your head, both of you staying in place for a few minutes.
“Now about you
eating the last of those ice cream sandwiches,” he held your shoulders and
urged you to make eye contact with him.
You wiggled and tried your best to escape his clutch, but you failed
miserably, resulting to you collapsing on the floor and Sebastian cradling your
hips as he tickled you with zero mercy. None. Nada. He did not spare you
“Hon- honey, c’mon
no- now! That’s en- enough, we can go out for ice cream right now!” you
squealed out, making him ponder your bargain. He didn’t let you go, however. He
locked your wrists with his right hand and rested his chin on his left one, his
torso rested on your thighs.
“I dunno, (y/n),
making you struggle under my clutch sounds a lot better right now,” he
pretended to stroke a non-existent beard, while your cheeks went beat red
because of your mind being completely disposed in the gutters. Luckily, he was
too busy being theatrical to notice, “But ice cream sounds good too, c’mon
let’s go,” he grinned as he stood up and pulled you up with him.
After you locked
your apartment’s front door, you locked arms with Sebastian and a s
you both walked over to his car he leaned into your ear and whispered, “And
yes, I did see your mind jump
straight for the gutters,” with a smirk.
You blushed and
pushed his head as he laughed loudly. You started to walk away from him so
naturally he chased after you, which was a big mistake because you hadn’t even
gotten far away yet. So the picture is Sebastian Stan hurling at you resulting
in both of you on the ground. Again.
“You are such a fucking idiot,” he said with
giggles, and you flicked his forehead as you giggled as well.
“I know I’m an
idiot, but it’s not my idiocy at
fault right now,” you said exasperatedly, pointing a finger at him as he let out a big laugh and rested his whole
body weight on you, making you yelp. “What the fuck, Stan??”
It was great,
everything was great. Though your mind may be subconsciously counting down to
the moment this all goes away, it’s okay, because the present happiness makes
up for everything. All the anxiety, all the insecurities, all the loneliness you
felt while he was away, all the tears, every single thing. It’s all made up for
in an instant. It all dissipates the second you see each other again. It’s
funny, really, to think you were just crying last night about missing him, but
the moment you heard his voice that was immediately forgotten. It’s crazy,
well, love is crazy.
Just like everything else, the fact that his
body weight is directly on you and the fact that you’re both on your cemented
driveway quickly disappeared as he looks at you. As much as you love to roll
your eyes at cliché things, you have to admit you really couldn’t tell how much
time passed by as you both just laid there. No movement, no words could value
equally to this. Just this is perfect.
“Hey,” he whispered,
never breaking eye contact.
whispered back, and he smiled as you played with his hair.
“I love you, you
know that?” he rolled off of you while bringing you to your side to face him as
you returned his sweet smile with a warm, blushing one. He interlocked your
right hand with his left, and you closed your eyes as he tucked away stray
hairs covering your face.
“I do,” you nodded
slightly, feeling every negative emotion fade away with his words.
“I love you,” you
spoke after a while, finally finding your voice, making him blush this time. Your smile grew wider as you noticed it,
holding his cheek with your hand and ran your thumb over the growing pink. He
leaned into your hand and kissed it with closed, tired eyes, as you continued
to smile and he did too.
“You still up for
ice cream?” you asked softly as he opened his eyes with a wide grin.
“Yeah,” he nodded
excitedly as he got up, and helped you up after.
“Of course you are,” you rolled your eyes
and laughed as you followed him to his car’s passenger side, while he was
After he started
up the car he immediately reached out and intertwined your fingers together,
smiling at you from the driver’s seat. You smiled, unable to really stop,
staring down at your hands as he drove.
“Thank you,” you
said quietly, keeping your eyes on your hands as he looked at you confusedly. “Thank
you for loving me,” you said as you tilted your head to look up at him as he
kept his eyes on the road, only looking to you briefly to let out a chuckle.
“I should be tell
you that,” he smiled, as both your cheeks grew warm.
“I love you, dummy,”
you said at the same time, making you both burst into laughter.
You never really
knew what you were looking for, hoping for in the past, but now that you’ve
found it, you know it for sure. You were hoping for love, and you found it. In
a charming, Romanian, Sebastian Stan, who happens to be an actor, and a full
YAAAAAAYYYY I’M FINALLY OUT OF MY WRITER’S SLUMP!! HURRAY FOR FANFICSSS
Alright, this is really fluffy, and I hope it makes up for the previous angsty
one, but if not, there are two more coming up, probably some time today or
tomorrow, who knows~
Anyway, thank you guys ssooo much, all your sweetness really helps me out, you
guys are incredible. I hope you loved this, and have a great day! Week! Year!
Life! I’ll edit later I am too fuckin tired}
ITS 12 MIDNIGHT HERE SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ONE OF THE MOST TALENTED AND DOWN TO EARTH full time ARTISTE (dork).
thank you for simply existing. You’re amazing.
//what am i even doing with my life. This took way too long//