green-vest

I still love that they used this outfit for Joker in the credits of the Lego Batman movie. (I really want to go as this again as well) but, I also keep debating making an outfit based on Lego Joker. Should I? All I’d really need is the purple vest/green tie.

black riddler is so good y’all just the aesthetic, sharp green eyes that are almost glowing would be such a nice contrast against black skin especially a darker skinned guy. green or purple sweater vest. green undershirt with the sleeves rolled up. bowtie. always smirks at you and has a way of making you feel inferior without even having to say anything. he’s a skinny guy but he can go from flirting and quizzing you with riddles to bashing your head in with his question mark cane so fast.

anonymous asked:

matt and sam holt invited shiro to go golfing with them once before the kerberos mission can you please describe what happened its for Science™

Matt, Commander Holt, and Shiro go golfing to Bond™ before the Kerberos Mission, oh my god. This is the stuff of dreams.

  • Shiro has never gone golfing once in his life. He was shocked to learn that Arnold Palmer was a real person.
  • Shiro: Hey so do I wear, like, the outfit?
    Matt: What?
    Shiro: You know, the outfit. With the little hat and the white pants that are kinda like capris?
    Matt: ………
    Matt: Yes. You have to wear the outfit. It’s essential to the golfing experience.
  • All three of them wear the Golf Outfits. Commander Holt and Shiro don’t get why Matt is taking so many selfies.
    • Commander Holt is wearing a pea green argyle vest. 
  • They all pile into the golf cart. Shiro insists on driving because he’s the pilot for the mission.
    • Matt and Commander Holt decide their ride doesn’t go fast enough and they make Shiro pull over behind some random shack so they can do semi-illegal modifications to it. They make Shiro stand guard while they prop open the hood.
  • Matt falls into the lake.
  • He does this three times.
  • (TBF, one of those times happened because Shiro chased after him in the golf cart and Matt was scared for his life.)
  • Commander Holt is Ridiculously Strong and keeps whopping his golf balls directly into the sun. And then he can’t find them, so he makes Matt go into the lake to fish up some spares.
    • Commander Holt: Well boys, it appears that I’ve lost my balls :/
    • Shiro: (to Matt) Can he legally say that to us??
  • All three of them are constantly doing the golf clap. Shiro comes out of the bathroom and the Holts are there waiting for him, politely cheering him on.
  • Commander Holt is like. Blatantly cheating. But Matt and Shiro don’t know enough about golf to call him out on it.
    • Commander Holt: Okay, so, because I accidentally hit that bird, that counts as a birdie!
    • Matt: What? That has got to be fake.
    • Commander Holt: Oh yeah? Why else would it be called a birdie, Matt?
    • Shiro: That doesn’t sound right, but I don’t know enough about golf to dispute it.
  • Shiro keeps trying to run Matt over with the New And Improved golf cart and Matt flips out and tries to fend it off with his golf clubs. They break. The golf cart remains unyielding.
    • Shiro: WITNESS ME

I dug out an old Girl Scout camp song book when I was reorganizing my closet the other day and I just thought I’d share with you how perfectly NOT SWEET we Girl Scouts are. These are songs we sung daily. I can still sing a good portion of them by heart.

First up we have “Ain’t Gonna Rain No More” which includes the death of a hobo, a peanut that commits suicide, and a girl eating her pet among other things:

Next we have “Camp Life” where someone gets killed by a potato (at camp!):

Then we’ve got “Clementine” which is a guy singing about his dead lover and how he could’ve saved her but didn’t and eventually fell in love with her sister:

Next is the delightful “Ghost Chickens in the Sky” where a farmer gets attacked and killed by a bunch of ghostly chickens he killed seemingly for KFC. The chickens then cook and eat him as if he were a chicken:

And finally we have “The Irish Ballad” about a girl who kills her whole family in generally horrid ways including eventually cooking and eating her baby brother:

So. You know. We may look cute with our little wagons and cookies and little green vests, but we’re dark little fuckers once you get us in a bunch and leave us in the wilderness for a bit. 

Silly Bat’ - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Just a short silly fic BECAUSE WHY NOT RIGHT ?! I like to imagine that when Bruce doesn’t have the stress of taking care of Wayne Inc or of his nightly activities on his back, he’s just a very funny and kinda weird man…So I wrote something about it, hope you’ll like it

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There were times, when it was just you and Bruce, where you genuinely wondered if your husband wasn’t completely crazy. 

Not in a bad way. Not in a “Joker” or “Harley Quinn” way. Nooooo. In a “that man is completely silly, and I’m really starting to question his sanity…is he on drugs ? Drunk ? I don’t know, but it’s funny” way. Yes. Exactly in that way. 

Often, when it was just the two of you, behind closed door, he would…loosen up. And not just a bit. He would loosen up completely and go on full “goofball mode”. 

You couldn’t count the number of times he started a pillow fight, a war with water guns (though since Alfred yelled at you two as if you were children making a mess, you switched from water guns to nerf guns), a tickle fight or a stupid and ridiculous fashion show etc etc. 

You still remembered how your abs hurt after the fit of laughter you had when he came out of the bathroom wearing an awful bright green tuxedo vest a random fashion house send him, without an undershirt, flexing all of the muscle of his chest and all, some sweatpants on of which he tucked the lower part in cowboy boots Clark gave him, and a lampshade as a hat…Where was he even finding those ideas ?

Yes. When it was just you and him, he was a different person. That no one else but you, not even his children, not even Alfred, or any of his close friends would ever see. A Bruce completely carefree, and also slightly insane…but hilarious. 

Every time you ended up having the Manor to yourself (which was very rarely, with five children and a butler who almost never took days off), it would even be better, your playground being bigger. 

One of your favorite “Silly Bat” time was when you played hide and seek (yes, grown ass adults could totally play hide and seek) and you went to hide in a tree in the garden…And got found by Clark. 

The embarrassment on Bruce’s face when he was trying to explain what you two were doing was priceless…In the end, he said that you were playing a “sexual version of hide and seek”, because it was easier to explain than to tell his friend that he was actually playing the actual game, like a damn child, with his beautiful wife…

Clark was impressed. After all, he found you in a tree, so he wondered how you two were going to make lo…Your laughter stopped his trail of thoughts. Your superfriend misinterpreted your laugh, thinking you were mocking him because he was blushing, and that was good (for Bruce). It settled the end of the story. 

Soon enough, Superman was laughing too, and it took everything in Bruce to not even crack a smile, to keep his stoic stance, and slightly bored facial expression, so that he wouldn’t get discovered. Ooh you loved that man. 

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Our First and Last (Ch. 1)

Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 | Ch. 4 | Ch. 5 | Ch. 6 | Ch. 7 | Ch. 8 | Ch. 9 | Ch. 10 |

 Ch. 11 | Ch. 12 (Final)


  • Pairings: Jeon Jungkook x Reader (MAIN) | Park Jimin x Kim Taehyung | Jung Hoseok x Min Yoongi | Kim Namjoon x Kim Seokjin 
  • Genre: angst and fluff, soulmate au, scifi 
  • Words: 3,297
  • Description: The first time you met Jeon Jungkook was on your tenth birthday. On that day, he was nothing more than the strange man who jumped into a dark portal that suddenly opened in the middle of the park. The ten year old you just stood in the grass, strands of hair ruffling from the calm breeze that swooped by; head slightly tilted, bright, innocent eyes wide open and starring at him with wonder and disbelief. There was a certain amount of confusion, but your young mind was too naïve to question his actions or what they entailed.

Like parallel lines running in opposite directions, the Yin dimension and the Yang dimension were separate worlds that flowed in perfect sync. People living in the Yin dimension aging up and people living in the Yang dimension aging down. But the interesting thing is, once a person’s life is nearing its end in one dimension, they begin anew in the other, forming a never-ending life cycle that’s existed since the beginning of time.

People in the Yin and Yang dimensions never came in contact with each other simply because they aged in opposite timelines and any form of interaction would just create a paradox.

The only case you’ve ever heard about where two people who aged in opposite timelines were able to see each other and fall in love was the famous story of a boy named, Park Jimin, and his lover Kim Taehyung thousands of years ago. It was quite the legend, a tale told to every kid when they were little. Parents always reassured their children that glitches like that only happen once in a million years because the Yin dimension and the Yang dimension flowed in a perfect parallel cycle, and any kind of error was VERY rare. Some people even went as far as to say, the story is nothing but an urban legend about star-crossed lovers, made up to teach children a life lesson, because the accuracy of the flow of time in the dimensional cycle is apparently 100%.

But this very legend had it’s reputation as most popular children’s bedtime story long before you were even born, mainly because of the lovable protagonist Park Jimin, who was described as a pink-haired, fairy –like boy from the Yin dimension, and his lover Kim Taehyung, a beautiful sun-kissed prince from the Yang. It was less about the actual paradox of two opposite timelines colliding and more about what would happen to people if they lost their practical mindset. The two lovers could’ve chosen to forget about each other and just let the cycle naturally correct the mistake it made. But in the end, their love consumed them and they were forced into the dark depths of a black hole, eternally lost. Or so the story goes….

You had no idea how the telling of this legend became an unchanging tradition, let alone why it was even necessary to expose children to such a tragic tale.

The concept of death was literally that, a concept, because no one existing in either the Yin or Yang dimensions knew what death actually was, because life to them was just an endless cycle, a progression of time in a circle…from old to young, young to old and back again.

To just suddenly not exist one day was unfathomable, and no one would trade eternal life for mortality, so perhaps the legend served the purpose of giving people an idea of true love, another unfamiliar concept (perhaps even more unfamiliar than death) for the people of the two dimensions.

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Amour ~ Newt Scamander x Reader

Originally posted by the-kaider-chronicles

Originally posted by hharrypotterrforever

Requested:  hi! could you do an imagine where the reader is from beauxbatons and she meets newt and he really likes her because she’s pretty and very soft and natural and calm?

Remember to request Ships, Imagines, Preferences, and Storylines!!!

(English translation in italics & bold)




Sun high in the sky, shining over the small wizard village in France in which you’ve lived your whole life. You journey down the cobblestone streets excited to start your summer holiday. That is until a florescent pink bird swoops out of no where and lands on your head. It flutters around not making a single sound. Carefully you cup the small bird in your hands, bringing it down from on top of your head. It gives a mute chirp of gratitude. The small pink bird perks up to gaze at you. 

“Pourquoi bonjour petit gars. (Why hello little guy.)”, you beam.

As the bird gives another silent chirp a young man comes rushing down the street, apologizing every few minutes to whomever he had run into. He skids to a stop when he reaches you and gives a worried look. 

He is rather tall and thin, with reddish brown hair, and dazzling blue eyes. He wears a white button up shirt with a green sweater-vest and tie. In one hand his wand. In the other hand he holds a case by its handle.

“I’m so sorry miss. My bird it-” He stops his babbling to get a good look at you.

“Salut, mon nom est Y/n L/n, et tu est? (Hi, my name’s Y/n L/n, and you are)?”, You hold out your free hand to shake.

“Newt Scamander.” Newt shakes your hand,”Je suis terriblement désolé pour mon oiseau. Il est un artiste d'évasion. (I’m terribly sorry about my bird. He’s an escape artist.)

He places his wand in his pocket and sets the case down onto the ground. Newt gently takes the bird, cradling it in his large hands. The bird gives another silent twitter before curling up into a small feathery ball.

“Tu parle français? Êtes-vous de la région? (You speak french? Are you from here?)” You question.

Newt gives a lopsided grin and responds, “Oh non, je suis anglais. J'étudie ici. (Oh no, I’m English. I’m studying here.)

Vous assistez à Beauxbatons? (Then you attend Beauxbatons?)

“Non, j'ai été expulsé de Hogwarts. (No, I was expelled from Hogwarts.)” Newt explains.

“Ah, je vois. (Ah, I see.)” You smile at the casual way he had said this,”Voulez-vous prendre un café avec moi? (Would you want to get some coffee with me?)

“Sans doute. (Of course.)” Newt beams at the offer.

He picks up his case and lightly places the now awake bird on his shoulder. 


You grin as the small bird hops to and fro across the table. It’s beak opens and closes yet not a single sound comes out.

“Quel genre d'oiseau est-ce? Je n'ai jamais vu un comme ça. (What kind of bird is this? I never saw one like that.)

Newt gazes at you with a sense of interest,”Robert est un Fwooper. Il est originaire d'Afrique. Fwoopers sont vendus avec un charme silencieux mis sur eux parce que leur chanson twittering conduira l'auditeur fou. Le charme doit être renouvelé chaque mois. (Robert is a Fwooper. He is originally from Africa. Fwoopers are sold with a silencing charm placed of them because their twittering drives the listener insane. The charm has to be renewed every month.)

“Intéressant. (Interesting)

Newt lightly strokes the Fwooper. You take a second to study the foreigner’s simple yet entrancing features. Freckles scatter across his kind face. his eyes sparkle as he speaks of his adventures.

“Quelque chose ne va pas? (Is there something wrong?)” Newt asks.

You awake from your trance to see Newt shyly looking at you. Robert seemed to of found a nice napping place on your hand. 

“Non non, j'ai été… distrait. (No no, I was just… distracted.)

“Ah, je vois… (Ah, I see...)” Newt smiles. He looks at the table and plays with the hem of his shirt.

“Si vous ne vous dérangez pas de le dire, je pense que vous êtes absolument magnifique. (If you don’t mind me saying so, I think you’re absolutely beautiful.)

You blush at the rather random compliment. Newt glances up for a moment, scared that he’d said the wrong thing. 

“Désolé … c'était un peu hors de nulle part. (Sorry… that was a bit out of nowhere.)” 

“Non c'est d'accord. (No it’s alright.)” You grin leaning across the table,”En fait, si ça ne te dérange pas, je t'embrasserai. (In fact, if you don’t mind me doing so, I’m going to kiss you.)

With that you lean in and peck Newt on the lips, sitting back into chair and smiling at his dumbfound face. Newt smiles at you and takes a timid drink of his coffee. The both of you then sit together in silence, smiling and enjoying the beautiful sunny day.

Why is Keith the only one who gets flack for his fashion sense. I mean:

Shiro’s aesthetic is similar to Keith’s: fingerless gloves, double fanny packs, rly tight black pants.

Hunk has pointless kneepads and a weird ass muted green vest and feels the need to wear an orange headband 24/7 for no reason.

Pidge has the audacity to combine short pants with a long sleeved shirt, not to mention said shirt is just fucking weird looking. I can’t even tell if it’s supposed to BE a shirt or some weird futuristic hoodie or what. What the fuck is it.

Lance is literally the only paladin with decent, normal looking casual wear. Just a normal shirt, jacket and jeans.

Not A Bad Day (grayson/reader)

requested by anon

basically your friends are assholes and you meet a cute boy who makes you feel better (yall know how i am w summaries shh)

a/n- this was a lil rushed so i apologize

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A very important Turnabout Boston photoset featuring Ghost Trick and my garbage camera. Thank you to everyone who came out to our Ace Attorney Meetup on Saturday night! Shane/ @ughlawyers and I live for being your shoot leaders–a huge thank you to Shane for setting up the spot and to Zack for being one of our head photographers!

Athena Cykes: @two-can-keep-a-secret
Ema Skye (shoot leader/dark green vest): @fairwind
Phoenix Wright ): @gogglecandyme
Trucy Wright: Warpstar Cosplay

Young Dhurke: @equestrianime

Ema Skye (pink 3ds case): @tsunderegrumbling

Simon Blackquill: @bythe-outsider

Bobby Fulbright: @the–lord–protector

Klavier Gavin: @klvrgvn

Miles Edgeworth: @maya-fey

Phoenix Wright: @sexycowboy123

Please tag yourselves and I’ll edit the post! Court is adjourned til next year!

Height Chart Main Cast of the LLSxHarryPotter AU!

The Mysterious Miranda (Chapter 10) (Smut)

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pairing: lin manuel miranda x reader, daveed diggs x reader

summary: Your cousin Anthony drags you along to one of his neighbor’s infamous parties with his girlfriend, keeping you from a night in. Mr. Miranda, the host, is a mysterious man, but that isn’t the part that gets to you.

warnings: smut, cheating, lil bit of angst, 1920s slang(??), my portrayal of a 1920s burn, lots of fluff

words: 6660 (im so sorry for so many reasons yall)

a/n: Alternatively titled: Poor Anthony™

hi guys i swear i still write stuff! it’s just been a crazy last month, but I’ve finally finished this part! I’m so sorry it took so long, I feel kinda bad about it, but I hope it was worth the wait! 

I figured out the only bright side to burning my arm this past week and treating it at home; firsthand research and experience for TMM! I learned more in 2 days than the 2 weeks I had spent researching the topic.

Thank you to @psychedemigod for keeping me company while I was writing a lot of this and helping out here and there, and thank you to @secretschuylersister for being so supportive and reading it over, leaving much-appreciated commentary.  

If you want to be tagged in the next parts, just shoot me an ask! I absolutely love to hear feedback from anybody and everybody, I can’t begin to express how much it means to me. 

tags: @isis278 @21phantasticromances @dvddggs @l-nmanuel@bluesnowyangel @hamrevolution @hell-yes-puns-and-ships @accidentally-impeccable @paintingpetrichors

part one part two part three part four part five part six part seven part eight part nine

SLANG TRANSLATIONS: 

Barneymugging — Lovemaking

Now you’re on the trolley! — Now you’ve got it!

Slimp—Cheapskate or “one-way guy”.


“Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he had moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.” -F. Scott Fitzgerald

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anonymous asked:

Hi, do you know what Adam Lanza wore to Sandy Hook on Dec.14? I've heard stuff about masks, hats and I'm not sure what to believe.

Yes! Let’s do a top to bottom run through!

Adam Lanza wore a Flexfit brand Booney style hat, which he remained wearing when he committed suicide, as you can tell in the photos below.

He wore yellow foam ear plugs. There’s not a picture of those, but here’s the box for them next to his damaged hard drive.

On his way to Sandy Hook, he had two black sweatshirts, but it’s unclear whether he was wearing one or both of them. Either way, he discarded them both on the ground after exiting his car.

Underneath that was a size small green colored Eddie Bauer vest with four outside pockets and three inside pockets. The photos of the vest are redacted, but the report further describes it as: “A full zip front with two snap close breast pockets and two zip close lower front pockets. There were two Velcro close pockets in each inside flap of the vest and one vertical zip close pocket on the inside upper left chest area.”

Adam wore two black shirts, a medium Old Navy polo over a small Hanes T-shirt.

On both hands, he wore black Toesox brand gloves, which were size small.

Black suspenders paired with a black belt.

A camouflage drop holster.

Black Propper brand cargo pants that were size 32R.

A pair of medium black underwear.

Size 8 ½ black Nunn Bush brand sneakers.

And a pair of black socks.

11. “I almost lost you” kiss

This took me a while because I didn’t want to do the first thing that came to mind, your basic A almost died, B runs to the hospital.

I’ve decided to write all these prompt kisses as snapshots of a single story, kind of like 1000 kisses (a great fic series on AO3 if you haven't read it before). I hope you like it!

(Also Avalible on AO3)



Draco stared at the dress robes hanging on the front of his wardrobe. White with silver edging, a green waistcoat, and tie, black slacks. The robe was designed to be worn open, to best compliment the mix of wizarding and muggle fashion. It was Astoria’s idea. What better way to declare a pro-muggle standing. Draco grimaced, privately his father would call it tolerance, and something vague about moving forward and spirit of cooperation to the press.

He ran his finger along the fine silver stitch work. Behind him, the sun was just creeping over the horizon. In few hours- He shuddered.

The door clicked faintly and swung open.

Draco glanced over, expecting to see a house elf or perhaps even his mother, her eyes as shadowed with worry and exhaustion as his, though, neither of them would speak of it. There was no one. He pulled his wand out, as the door swung shut.

Silvery fabric slipped from Harry Potter’s shoulders and pooled on the floor. His hair was the worst Draco had ever seen, his eyes ringed with dark circles.

“Why-” Draco’s voice cracked, “Why are you here?”

Harry smiled humorlessly, “And just let you get married?” He bit his bottom lip so hard it left a line of white, “Why-?” His voice broke, “You just left and then I find out you’re-” He looked down at the floor.

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Crush - Chapter 4. The Break

Pairing: Eric/OC *Abbey*
Fandom: Divergent
Rating: M

A memory from Eric’s past plays tricks on him. And it’s all about the girl, Abbey Ainsworth.

A/N: I’m SO enjoying editing this, it’s fantastic. It feels like a relationship backwards and something completely different. Love it. Thanks for reading and reblogging and wanting to be tagged!

Tags:  @iammarylastar @badassbaker @pathybo @mimigemrose@frecklefaceb @beltz2016 @ariwolff14 @lauraaan182 @kenzieam @tigpooh67


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the time and distance of freckles

summary: killua is distracted because gon has freckles now. it’s been years–should he be surprised?

notes: whooooo wants a reunion fic? it’s still technically killugon day in this time zone! kindasorta a follow-up to this drabble I wrote a few weeks ago. (serious internet cookies should be sent in the direction of @wuzzyletoastermac for helping get this thing done!!!)  killugon, gen, 1300 words.

Killua tries to not not think about the length of time between the last voicemail he leaves and when he sees Gon again. He carries on with his life and avoids the thought of how his phone weighs more than ever, how every dark-haired stranger makes him pause for a moment and hope. So he’s not at all prepared when Gon finally tracks him down in a run-down bus shelter, Killua halfway between visiting Alluka and starting a new job with Ikalgo and Palm and Gon looking like he’s been on the road for weeks.

Somehow, it’s not the fact that Gon shows up out of nowhere that shocks Killua. It’s part of what makes him so interesting, after all: Gon makes doing the impossible not just seem possible, but inevitable. Instead, it’s the smattering of freckles across his nose.

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