has anyone already done something like this

Humans are Weird

So, I just thought of my own humans-are-the-weird-ones thing. What if humans were the only race to develop clothing and other things that are used simply to change our appearance. The other races don’t use clothing for protection from their home environments, and use vehicles for exploring non-native environments. Armor exists, but in a non-ornamental way, and generally doesn’t do much to change appearance, or is at least non-individualized. Makeup and nail polish are unknown, though tattoos and piercings are known to be used by some cultures for ranking and identification purposes and are not used ornamentally by any race other than humans. Hairstyles are not unknown, but are all generally for practical (keep it out of the way! I need insulation! I need shade!) reasons.

At first, aliens just think that there are a lot more humans than there really are, that humans that look alike with small differences are just family members, and that humans just naturally tend to be known solely by their family name. (Like, Alien “Ralph” meets Human “Bella Tailor” one day, sees her the next day in a different outfit, and thinks that he/she is meeting a relative of the human he/she met earlier, and that their family name is “BellaTailor.”)

Humans, at first, just thought that aliens were terrible at matching faces and names… and that they were apparently all nudists, but hey, who cares? Different cultures and races and all that, you know.

“Hello, BellaTailor. My name is Ralph. I believe I met your relative the other day. How is she doing?”

“I do not have a sister, Ralph. You must be mistaken.”

“That cannot be! She looks just like you, only more… pink, I believe is the correct color-word… and has your name! You must be relatives! It would be too much of a coincidence for you to not be related!”

“Where… exactly… did you meet my ‘sister’?” 

“Oh! We were on the same shuttle together. I must admit I am surprised; I thought that there was only one human on the ship’s roster.”

“Ralph, I am the human you met there. Remember how we talked about how uncomfortable those one-race-fits-all shuttle seats are?”

“But… no… you are different colors and patterns! This is a terrible joke. I wouldn’t suggest trying it on anyone else.”

“Dude, all I did was change my clothes. It’s not like I’m a whole ‘nother person, despite what commercials and such would have you believe.”


“Right… nudist… um… let me just… show you?”

Bella precedes to take off her top (not like they’ll care, they’re nudist anyway, right? eep, here goes nothing, really hope this is okay). Ralph thinks she means that they’re a race that sheds their skin, though he’s put out and puzzled over how no one mentioned that fact to anyone. After all, shedded skins can really clutter up an area, especially at the rate she seems to shed, though it could explain a few things. Bella, frustrated, puts her top back on, takes Ralph to her quarters, and shows him her clothing (which was still mostly packed due to limited storage space). Ralph finally sort-of understands, but the idea is totally trippy and weird to him.

“What did you think I brought so much luggage for?” 

“Well, I didn’t really want to pry, and your planet is… a bit… cluttered…”

*sigh* “Dude, I can’t… I just… urgh! WHY ME?!?!?!”

After many misunderstandings the aliens are brought to understand that humans can change their appearance in many ways, practically at-will. 

Then the whole issue of “camouflage” comes up. By this point, humans have developed advanced camouflage that automatically mimics the wearer’s surroundings. The other races react in various ways. Some are rather neutral about this discovery. Others are afraid. But many desire to obtain the art and secrets of “camouflage” for themselves. The earth and humans are now at the center of a conflict that borders on war - Intergalactic war. Because we’re the only race to have actually thought of camouflage. Thankfully, the other races begin to catch on before full-blown war is unleashed, but it is a very close thing.

@howtotrainyournana @crossroadsdimension Look! I came up with one! :D YAY for tired-brain-creativity! WHOOO (don’t really feel tired now, but I should be, and I know I will be when I have to wake up in four hours. :/ why does the coffee only seem to work when you actually want/need to sleep?)

anonymous asked:

I keep imagining something really big happening that'll show Namjoon antis that they were wrong about him all along. I know it might be unrealistic but there's a tiny part of me that hopes that it'll happen some day.

okay but like, consider the fact that something like that has already happened multiple times? i mean think about it. yoongi made a few vaguely gay comments and the fandom worships him as a gay icon. but namjoon has repeatedly talked about lgbtq rights and shown his support? silence. 

namjoon made sure his collab with Wale talked about social issues like BLM bc he wanted to inspire rather than make another party song. if anyone else had done that it would blow the fuck up. namjoon? nobody cares. or like how namjoon is the only member to really educate himself on feminism, reading books on the subject and even talking about the glass ceiling in not today and writing 21st century girls to empower women. if anyone else did that? people would lose their minds. i prime example: namjoon has discussed mental illness since BEFORE debut. he has continually worked to empower young people who suffer like he has. but no one cares or knows. yoongi does this once on his mixtape? people worship him. 

i mean imagine if jungkook was found reading a book about feminism? imagine if yoongi tweeted about being moved by pro lgbtq lyrics or recommended a lesbian film? if jimin wanted to make his collab about blm? if taehyung did a vlive and discussed how he needs to be open to criticism always, how he needs to continue to grow and be critical of his own self not allowing his pride to hold himself back from taking responsibility for his actions? this is so mature, so out of the ordinary for idols that people would be blowing it up. namjoon does this and people continue to treat him as the one problematic member. so hear me now:

namjoon is held to an incredibly high standard while the rest can do as they please in comparison

that seems to be a really dramatic statement but think about it. the other members have committed the SAME acts that namjoon is constantly hated for. namjoon is not the only member to say the n word. majority of the group has made colorist comments. hes not the only one guilty of cultural appropriation. the whole group had sexist lyrics. everyone has a problematic past. yet namjoon is the only one recognized for it. no one is losing their mind trying to get an apology out of the other members – most pretend that nothing is wrong. but namjoon? every things he done has been carefully recorded by everyone into a little book of “reasons namjoons is horrible”. dont get me wrong, he was problematic and i support the people angered by it. but its so glaringly unfair how you all treat him.

the other members are about equally as problematic… yet they have not apologized, they have not educated themselves, they have not shown any effort to change their problematic mindsets. no other member has put themselves on the line advocating for lgbtq rights (instead some have made mildly homophobic comments). no other member has educated themselves on feminism and advocated for it in music (instead some have made sexist comments). no other member has shown remorse for their appropriation of black hip hop culture and spoken out against that ignorance or advocated blm. no member is as singularly focused on helping people as namjoon is. despite mocking he still always tries to give advice and open up so we feel comforted. he constantly writes lyrics to help listeners; even when talking about his own pain he turns it into a message that we can all learn from. he cares. he cares so much i can’t believe hes real. and yet no one cares.

i hate to be the bearer of bad news but namjoon has already done those outstanding things. no other idols is expected to do this… no other idols really do. but he does. he does all the time. he continues because even if people don’t care, he does. hes one of the most genuinely good people out there. and army will continue to not care because he isnt the other members. 

anonymous asked:

ok everyone is constantly on about neil and allison and neil and matt but WHERE are my discussions on neil and kevin?? don't even TRY and tell me they're not lowkey besties

OH MY FUCKING GOD MY GUY,,, DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED i wrote a whole fucking essay on neil and kevin trying to get into the extra josten squad i’m never ok. anyway even tho i said don’t get me started,,,, im getting started

OK. LIKE. their relationship is so fucky to start with. neil looks at kevin and sees everything he could have had. he’s just… jealous in a lot of ways. but it takes him like 0 time to realise that actually, kevin’s life has been pretty shit, and he’s IMMEDIATELY protective of kevin. like,, he’s so pissed off at kevin for pressuring him into being on kathy’s show but he totally gets where he’s coming from and as soon as riko starts being an asshat he’s just like “you know what? my life isn’t worth anything. i’ll give it up for kevin. no question.” no doubt, he’s a ride or die motherfucker and he gives it all up for kevin


he doesn’t even last two pages and then he’s just. so fucking pissed he literally can’t even let riko talk anymore. what kind of a gem

oh my god and this is just like… the start. this is the first book. this is pretty much the first time neil shows any type of care for anything except surviving this year. he was gonna run away before he even saw riko, and here riko’s not looking at him and he paints a target on his back for kevin??? i love him

alright and that’s not all. it’s not just neil adopting kevin. kevin straight up adopts that boy too. he loves neil for his exy, and he’s certain he’ll make court, but do you see him inviting anyone else to practice at night? nope. AND AS SOON AS KEVIN FINDS OUT THAT NEIL IS NATHANIEL HE DOES THE SAME THING he doesn’t defy riko or smth not yet but

HE STRAIGHT UP ADOPTS NEIL RIGHT BACK!!! and i dont even have to show u guys this quote its the fucking apex of their relationship-

OH MY GODDDDD he believes so much in neil!!!! he’s so fucking upset that neil can’t have a future. he wants that for our boy as much as we do; like nothing else that has happened has hurt kevin that much. 

and they see themselves in each other. they SEE that they’re basically just alternate timelines of each other - that one small difference could have made either one of them into the other

a BUNCH of their compassion for each other comes because they know what they’re looking at. they’re looking at themselves, if there had been one small change in their lives. and both of them know that it wouldn’t have been good either way - both routes were torture in different ways. kevin has a future, but the moriyamas will always be hanging over them; neil was free for a while, but it won’t last. they KNOW that for each other and that fuels them. there’s a bond there that just can’t be ignored ok??


even nicky comments like “kevin has CLEARLY just done something nice for neil but kevin’s a BRAT” like. kevin cares so fucking much,, he’s like “you know what? if i were in neil’s shoes i would already be fucking wasted. idk if it will help but if he wants to he should be able to. i got u, bro.” what a BOY. i love him they’re the best friends

and okay if anyone needs more- i swear i’m wrapping this post up - when neil thinks about his future, he sees andrew. obviously. BUT HE ALSO SEES KEVIN THERE.

they’re straight up best friends and brothers and i fucking love them

and as a last point, this is extra content instead of book-canon, but


So, it’s 5am in oslo rn and Isak can’t sleep. And when this happens nowadays (it seriously rarely happened in the last few months) he either:

- Connects the moles on Even’s face - that boy sleeps like a log and isn’t bothered by this, don’t worry (he even sometimes smiles in his sleep when Isak does this so it’s really a win-win method to distract himself from his insomnia)

- Reads in the massive astronomy book Even’s dad got him for his birthday

- Researches courses in biochemistry and/or astrophysics at UiO

- Texts his boys (he usually doesn’t bc then they will be all like why are you awake and dude, are you ok and if something bothers you you gotta talk to us, man the next day and he isn’t shutting them out again he just some nights has problems sleeping ffs - seriously it’s down to like once or twice a month)

- Draw Even and himself as (badly done and unrecognisable) stickfigures and hides it in Even’s already prepared work-lunch bag

- Does laundry (he mostly doesn’t want to leave the bed tho, bc Even is puffing out little snores and well adorable )

- Writes a love letter to Even that he then crinkles up blushing and grinning and never tells anyone about (until one day Even finds one but that’s another story)

- And some nights, like this one, when he really is so exhausted and tired but his mind just wont let his heavy body sleep, he wakes Even up. With a guilty voice and a desperation in his eyes he croaks “can’t sleep, Evi”

- And Even will scoop him up in his arms no questions asked, places a noisy kiss on his ruffled hair and holds him close. And with Even’s arms and support wrapped tight and warm around him and some slightly out of tune hummed lullaby, Isak finally drifts off to sleep.

Out of Curiosity

Sorry Im completely new to the zine world and such so I apologize if this has already been done or anything

But would anyone be interested in a Disney x BnHA zine? So like either the characters doing something Disney related or having an AU of Disney? 

Or if Disney doesn’t work out, maybe having a costume zine? So like the characters dressed up in costumes and such like that?

Would anyone be interested in it? It would be artists/writers/editors included and if its Disney, we could even get a fanmade CD in the there. 

Let me know! Ive been thinking about it for a while and I think it would be fun ideas to do into a zine! And if it’s already been done, if you can link my way, that would be awesome too!

anonymous asked:

Let me say to start with that ur blog is awesome!!!!! Idk if anyone has asked yet but could you list the biggest turnons and kinks for rfa and saeran? Thanks! :)

Hi anon! 

I’ve already done something like this (mostly kinks), but i’ve got nothing better to do, so i’m doing it again :3



  • we all know this boy is the biggest submissive ever
  • anything involving d/s relationship is totally fine with him
  • as long as he gets to be the sub
  • he also loves pet play
  • as for turn-ons, i’d say basically whenever MC acts all bossy around him
  • honestly, they could give him a boner just by telling him to do something with their “serious” voice


  • i’ve already said it but !!! mirror kink !!!
  • also a big fan of praising
  • especially if MC is the one praising him
  • he happens to have a thing for MC’s thighs, so you can bet your ass that some fancy stocking will make him hard as a rock
  • same goes for the rest of MC’s body, basically 
  • pulling his hair is also a good way to awake the beast, if you know what i mean


  • one word:
  • d a d d y
  • you didn’t see that coming, did you
  • light bondage is a big yes for him, and so it is for d/s relationship
  • this time, he is the dom
  • he definitely has a thing for MC dressed as a cat, so we could say this is his biggest turn on
  • but also MC’s voice when they’re trying to act all innocent around him


  • kink? what is a kink?
  • can you, like… eat it?
  • jk
  • vanilla princess has no kink at all
  • she does have a thing for MC’s back tho
  • it’s not weird, don’t judge her
  • so whenever MC arches their back in that way, she needs to excuse herself and disappear until she regains her composure
  • same thing for MC’s lips
  • and kisses
  • oh boy does she love kisses


  • this boy is sadistic as fuck
  • i mean, he said it
  • so we could say he definitely is into some bondage/bdsm stuff
  • but i’m pretty sure he is a switch as well
  • he would never admit it, but his biggest turn-on is seeing MC wearing his clothes
  •  unluckily for him, MC knows it too well


  • boy needs to be in control of his partner’s body
  • big fan of restraints of any kind, from rope to handcuffs
  • he also has a bit of a choking kink
  • but just a bit
  • absolutely loves when MC is wearing leather
  • or when they’re eating ice cream and they drop some on their body
  • especially on their neck
  • damn i want ice cream now >.<
Never Have I Ever

(my first klance fic~ thanks to @kageyama-tobiyo for the encouragement!!)


The last time the castle malfunctioned, its system had been poisoned by a Galra virus.

This time, it’s Pidge’s and Hunk’s fault. 

Keith stares at the crack between the floor and door, watching the frantic shadows run across the marble floor. There’s a vein throbbing in his forehead.

“Seriously, who thinks it’s a good idea to play with the castle’s systems while we’re trying to clean?!” Lance yells, smacking the door lightly. Keith can really only see his shoes; his eyes are still adjusting to the darkness. 

Outside, Hunk whines. “We’re sorry, man! We’re trying to fix it!” 

“Well,” Keith sighs, leaning against the wall, “At least there’s enough room for fresh air to get in.” 

Lance hums and moves away from the door. “Good excuse to stop cleaning, too.” 

Keith chuckles quietly. Lance smiles a bit as he looks around the room, searching the darkness. Boredom is already kicking in. Soon enough Coran will come back to check on their progress; he’s kind of looking forward to all the yelling that’ll happen. At least it’ll be entertaining to listen to.

“Hey.” Keith doesn’t respond, so Lance says, “Let’s play a game. Let’s plaaaaaay… Never Have I Ever!” 

“What’s that?”

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Has anyone done the “immortal and time traveler” au for davekat yet because if not please imagine it, and if it’s already been done, I’m sorry!

But there’s so much that can be done with this AU, I’m surprised it’s not already popular. With Dave as the time traveler and Karkat as the immortal. 

Imagine all the different time periods Dave and Karkat could ensue their antics in. Watching Shakespearean romcoms but its ACTUAL Shakespeare, being real life knights, finding out Jack Noir is actually Jack The Ripper or something stupid like that, making money off predicting historical events. Not to mention all the different time periods, Ancient Greece, Ancient Egypt, Edo Japan, Renascence Rome, Industrial England, 50′s/60′s/70′s America. ANYWHERE and ANYTIME. (assuming Karkat moves around)

Imagine Dave bring Karkat col future things while Karkat just calls the future stupid but he sure does like the “Dane Cook” fella. 

Imagine Dave staying for a couple of months and the whole time he and Karkat would do nothing but talk and cuddle because Karkat missed him so much.

Imagine Dave feeling guilty for making Karkat wait so long, and Karkat feeling worried when it’s been a very long time since he’s seen Dave.

Imagine Karkat getting upset when he noticed Dave is aging, and he isn’t.

Imagine Dave never wanting to leave, and promising Karkat that one day in the future they can get married. 

Imagine them both being there for historical events, totally fucking shit up in the background. 

Imagine each of them giving the other something to remember them by.

Optional, imagine that Dave is from the 2000′s and can’t travel beyond that point, meanwhile Karkat will only be able to say “immortal” until the 21st century (I guess temporary immortality isn’t quite immortality but you can’t die) so after them waiting until the year 2000 to see each other a minute before new years, and then finally being able to lead out the rest of their lives together, normally, while being able to age, linearly, after so many years of waiting and worrying.

Imagine Dave dabbing in historical photos and Karkat doesn’t get it until many years later. 

Black Veil Sister

TITLE: Black Veil Sister

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine winning a trip touring with the guys and becoming like their little sister

PAIRING: No Pairing


SUMMARY: Thea wins an experience of a lifetime.

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anonymous asked:

Hello, I've been scrolling through your blog all day and I absolutely love it!! Could you do some headcanons for the Paladins with a very smol s/o?? Like,, a few inches smaller than Pidge short. I didn't make it to the bottom so sorry if this has already been done! Thank you so much! ^o^

I feel like I’ve written something for this before but I couldn’t find it, so I’m just gonna write this anyways! Thank you so much for the compliment, you’re so sweet!!


  • Be prepared for short jokes… He says them lovingly, and he finds your height adorable, but he will use you as an armrest and he is definitely prepared for you to yell at him for it.
  • If anyone else makes fun of your height, then he will give them a list of reasons as to why your height is perfect and that they should shut their mouth. It’s kind of embarrassing sometimes, but at least it usually gets people to stop.
  • He’ll tease you a bit if you ask him to grab something off a high shelf but he’ll still do it for you without complaint every time.


  • He doesn’t mind your shortness, if anything it makes you more adorable to him and he likes holding you.
  • He doesn’t make fun of your height a lot, but every once in a while he’ll make a comment on it, but he does apologize if you find it offensive.
  • He used to get frustrated when you’d always ask him to grab stuff for you that was out of your reach, but then you tried to climb the shelves and it nearly gave him a heart attack, so he doesn’t mind getting things for you anymore.


  • He’ll tease you from time to time about your height unless it’s a sensitive topic for you, if it is then he’ll never say another word about it.
  • He enjoys carrying you around on his shoulders and letting you feel tall, that and he just really likes carrying you or holding you and will always let you sit on his shoulders.
  • If he sees you starting at something up high then he’ll usually ask you if you need him to get it for you. He won’t tease you at all about it since you can’t really help you height, and he never complains about it either.


  • If you sat on her shoulders then you might be as tall as Shiro? Maybe? She’s actually surprised that you’re shorter than her and she loves it when you stand next to her because she feels tall for once.
  • You two enjoy kicking people’s shins when they make short jokes about you. It usually doesn’t stop them, but it deters them for a while until their legs are no longer bruised.
  • You both have mastered the art of climbing up the shelves. It scares everyone to death when they find you on the counter trying to reach things off the top shelf and they usually encourage you to ask them for help, but that isn’t really fun. Pidge will climb the shelves anyways.


  • He won’t say much about your height, but he does find it adorable. It also makes him feel the need to wrap his arm around you and hold you close because you’re so short and cute.
  • If people make fun of your height, he won’t really step in unless they’re being offensive about it or he knows it really bothers you. If it does then he’ll pull them aside and afterwards they never make fun of your height again.
  • He tries to keep things you need on lower shelves and if you’re reaching for something then he’ll always ask if you need help. If you’re cooking or baking, then he’ll always pull down the things you need without being asked.
Kitten - D.S.

Summary: Meeting the love of your life at an animal shelter is not something you would have expected

Requested by anon 

A/N: LOL i have no idea how animal shelters work and I realized that half way through :)

You volunteered at an animal shelter every Friday, preferring to help take care of animals than go out, or stay home all by yourself. You were currently taking care of a baby kitten. 

“Oh I’m sorry!” A random boy bumped into you. “I didn’t see you there!” He exclaimed, his hands going to steady you. 

“It’s alright.” You glanced at what he was wearing, a black long sleeve with a red ‘D’ below the left shoulder and black ripped skinny jeans. 

“I’m guessing the ‘D’ stands for either a brand you love or your name?” You asked, holding up the baby kitten in your hands to point at the letter. 

“Yeah, it actually stands for Daniel. Unless, you know, you want it to stand for something else.” He chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “That was so bad and weird, I’m so sorry.” He rushed out, blushing. 

You laughed, finding it cute how awkward he was being. “It’s alright, I’m (Y/N).” You smiled at him and he smiled at you. 

“Lovely name for a lovely person.” He grinned at you. He extended his arm, silently asking if he could pet the kitten. 

“Go ahead, but be careful, she bites sometimes.” You slowly moved the kitten towards him, holding her out so he could pet her. 

“Ow!” Daniel pulled his hand back almost immediately. 

“Are you okay!” You quickly put the kitten back in her cage, turning towards Daniel to inspect his wound. 

“I’m fine, just a little scratch. I didn’t expect it, that’s all.” He grinned at you, making you melt. God that smile, it’s so beautiful. I could stare at all day.

“I did warn you.” You teased, walking him towards a the sink so he could wash the scratch. 

“I know, but animals love me! And people too.” He joked, washing his hands and drying them. 

You washed your hands, drying them off before turning towards him. 

“Well, I can’t say I’m surprised.” You blushed when he winked at you, biting your lip. 

“Oh! I almost forgot, do you mind taking a survey?” He asked as he reached for something in his back pocket. 

You felt slightly… offended? You thought he was flirting with you, but it turns out all he wanted was for you to take a survey. 

“Uh, no. Not at all.” You smiled tightly at him. He grinned back at you, opening his phone and handing it to you. 

When you looked down at the phone you saw a the ‘new contact’ screen opened. You glanced at him, seeing him bite his lip. 

With a sudden boost of confidence, you typed in your number and put in a nickname. You handed it back to him, already blushing at the nickname you put. 

“Kitten.” He grinned, sending you another wink, making you blush even harder. 

“Well, I thought you might need a little reminder of today.” You glanced around, spotting the kitten you had earlier running around. “Oh no, not again!” You ran after the kitten, chasing it around the whole shelter. 

Daniel tried to help, but the kitten ended up scratching him again. “Ow, son of a-” He cut himself off, putting pressure on the scratch that ended up going slightly deeper than the last one. 

“I’m so sor- ah!” You yelped in pain when you felt tiny claws on the back of your legs. “Hey you, get over here.” You picked up the kitten, walking over and putting her back in the cage. You made sure to close the cage before walking over to Daniel. “Are you okay?” 

“I’m fine.” He mumbled, checking out the scratch. 

“Here, let me clean you up.” You grabbed his hand and lead him to an office like room. You grabbed his arm, seeing a small amount of blood. “Let me clean you up.” 

You grabbed a small disinfecting wipe, softly wiping the scratch. When you were done, you put small hello kitty band-aids on him. “Sorry, it’s the only ones we have.” You apologize, looking at him to see him already starring at you. 

“What, is there something on my face?” You asked embarrassed, wiping your face. 

Daniel grabbed your arms softly, smiling up at you. “Has anyone ever told you what’s wrong with you?” 

You furrowed your eyebrows confused as to what you did. “No?” 

“Good, because it’s not a damn thing.” He whispered, leaning in to kiss you. 

*1 year later* 

“Babe?” You heard Daniel call out from the living room. 

“In the kitchen!” You called out as you closed the fridge door. You set the cartoon of orange juice on the counter, opening it and then pouring juice into the cup.

“Can you come here for a second?” He called out, making you roll your eyes. 

“I’d rather not. Last time you asked me that I got attacked with silly string.” You yelled back, drinking your juice after. 

“I promise you won’t get attacked.” He poked his head into the kitchen, smiling at you. That same smile I fell in love with one year ago. “By silly string.”

“Daniel…” You warned him, slightly glaring at him. “I don’t know what you’re trying to pull, but remember I will break up with you! Even if it is our one year anniversary!” 

“Please?” He pouted, still not entering the kitchen. 

“Fine.” You sighed, pretending to be annoyed. “But I’m not kidding. I will do it.” You walked over to him, giving him a light kiss.

“I know you will, kitten.” He gave you another soft kiss, and then another one, this one longer. 

Suddenly, you heard a small ‘meow’ coming from behind your boyfriend. 

“What was that?” You asked as you pulled away, checking behind him.

“That, my love, was our baby.” He grinned at you, going over to pick it up. It looked exactly like the kitten that you were holding when you first met Daniel, from the crystal blue eyes, to the light grey hair. “Babe, I want you to meet Aphrodite, Di for short.” 

“Oh my god, Daniel! Where did you get her!” You rushed over to hold her, your heart fluttering at the somewhat familiar scenario. 

“I got her at the animal shelter that you use to volunteer at, the one where we meant.” He softly pats Di on the head, almost getting bit in the process.  

“Yup, just like her mother.” He mutters, hugging you instead.

“What do you mean?” You turn to look at him, a small smile on his lips making you grin. “No! Really!” You giggled, smiling down at the kitten. “But she was adopted?”

“She just had kittens, and the people who adopted her decided to give them to the shelter, since it was how they found her. I went yesterday to adopt a kitten, and when I heard that her kittens were in the shelter, well. I just had to, it was fate.” He kissed your head, trying once again to pet Di but she just wouldn’t let him. 

“I guess she just loves me more.” You teased, sticking your head out at him. 

“Whatever, I still have you.” He leaned down to kiss you, Di scratching him in the process some how. “Ow! That little demon, just like her mother!” He playfully scolded the kitten, only for her to swing her claw at him again.

“I love you.” You smiled up at him, kissing him. He broke away, giving you an Eskimo kiss.

“I love you, too kitten.” 

Why do I only write at 12AM? 

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this! It’s pure fluff (I hope), and no angst. 

Also, shout out to @impossibly-not a>​ for giving me the idea of the ‘D’ pick up line and encouraging my crazy self to use all 3 pick up lines!!! 

soft-jihoons  asked:

Can I request a clingy jihoon if you haven't already done it?

Hello, no I haven’t done it. Dating Park Jihoon is here in case anyone wants to read it.

Clingy Park Jihoon would be:

  • very soft and possibly clingy on a daily basis
  • he is not that mature yet so if you are to tell him no to something he would get all pouty and sad 
  • he is especially like that about your dates 
  • since he has a busy schedule and can’t afford to meet often, if you tell him you can’t meet because you have lots of homework or work to do
  • you will probably meet with him in front of you door a few hours later 
  • if you don’t show him any attention he will keep bothering you with questions 
  • “are you done yet?” 
  • “how long will it take?” 
  • “I’m bored” 
  • he would probably try to help you to finish your work, but will get bored very quickly
  • so while you’re trying to finish your math homework, Jihoon would roll around in your bed yelling “I am bored” 
  • he would keep coming next to you and put his head in your lap or on your shoulder in an attempt for you to pet him 
  • if you don’t give in, he would probably start acting cute around you
  • and purr like a little cat or just a lot of adorable things to make you laugh
  • so in the end you give in and peck his cheek and he would be “YEESSS!” 
  • and you would laugh, but he isn’t done yet 
  • so he will probably lift you up and throw on the couch and then him on top of you while tickling you because
  • “you are getting punished for not showing me any attention, Y/N!” 
  • very adorable even when he is clingy; will hug you for a long time and give you small pecks in between while keeping his head on your shoulder 
  • also likes holding your hand really tight and playing with your fingers when they are interlocked with his

Idk if anyone has done this yet but I want to make just a discord for askblogs and people who like to/make art and SHIt for blogs/homestuck just to make a community vibe idk maybe it’s just me but I love being connected??

If you are interested in helping me with it you can PM me on this account some stuff about you n what BOMB ASS SKILLZ you have to help?

Again if there already is something like this you can just punch me?

Note: there will be channels for art/rp but you don’t have to RP or draw to be included so long as you are there for a good time you are invited! Also I know how to make small inclusive groups inside of the channels for any AU groups/event groups that spring up?

Anyway I’m probably just silly but reblog this if you are interested I guess I was thinking about this while laying around

-making a casual party chat for the homestuck askbloggers
-PM me if you want to help with running it
-reblog if you are interested and to help spread the news
-thank u for bothering to read this man))

anonymous asked:

Headcanons for Iida with a crybaby s/o?

Tenya Iida

Originally posted by bird-studio

  •  The first time you start crying he just freaks out

  • He has no idea what to do and he thinks perhaps he did something?? So he just leans down and bows repeatedly, apologizing to you.

  • It takes you a few moments before you can finally explain what happened and you just mention you just remembered a sad story and he’s so relieved that he hadn’t done anything.

  • It’s not until the fifth time that he witnesses you start crying, whether it’s happy or sad, he starts keeping a small packet of tissues for you. He’s used to it by now so the moment something happens that he may think you may cry at he already has a hand in his pocket and is prepared.

  • He tries to help you control your emotions a little better, mostly because he worries about you, however, he sort of likes how innocent and loving you are. Also, he loves the hugs he gets from you while you’re crying.

  • If anyone ever tries to pick on you, he shuts them down immediately. He will continue talking with you pressed into his side, or back, sniffling.

  • Anytime you’re hurt he will run you to Recovery girl and stay with you until you tell him you’re okay and Recovery girl dismisses you.

  • He loves when he’s able to save you, even from the simplest things like a bug, and you call him your hero in a happy, sing-song tone.
    “Ah~ my hero!”
    “(Name) It is simply a small spider”
    “My hero!”

  • He just loves you for you and will protect you from anything. He gets used to how easily you will cry and he’s open to holding you until you’ve calmed down or just distracting you.

As fandom celebrates the engagement between Yuuri Katsuki and Viktor Nikiforov, somewhere between worlds, Yuuri Shibuya is feeling suddenly insignificant, as if this other Yuuri has usurped his throne and far surpassed his legacy.

“Woah, hold on,” he says.  “I’ve been engaged to Wolfram since the first light novel was released in 2000, and now these guys come along and try to upstage us??  Wow, rude.”

People are having none of it.

“But you proposed by mistake,” they say.

“But you aren’t really in love with Wolfram,” they say.

Yuuri ignores the first comment because he can’t really deny it, and also engagement rings in Barcelona are a lot more romantic than a slap across the face over the dinner table, so he knows he’s already lost there.  Instead, he focuses on the whole “in love” thing, because he doesn’t think anyone else has any business trying to determine how he feels one way or the other.  Also, baseball season ended weeks ago, so he’s feeling a bit pent up competitively, and this seems like a great opportunity for some good old-fashioned sportsmanship or something, even if he feels more defensive than sportsman-like at the moment.

He considers going over everything he and Wolfram have ever done for one another.  That whole “I’ll fall with you” thing still has to carry some weight, doesn’t it?  Then he calls to mind every instance in which he ever waxed poetic about Wolfram over the span of seventeen novels, but he knows it’ll take too long to cover it all.  He starts mumbling something about “the sun” and “looks like an angel” and ends up going on another mental tangent about how Wolfram’s the most beautiful person he’s ever met, but because it happens in his head, no one hears a word of it.

Wolfram comes to the rescue.

“You know what we have that Viktuuri doesn’t have?” Wolfram says.

“What?” Yuuri wonders.

Wolfram’s answering grin is wide with pride.  “A daughter,” he says.

Yes.  Yes!!  That’s it, Yuuri thinks.  He and Wolfram have Greta, and no matter how much fandom might like to pretend Yuri Plisetsky is Viktuuri’s son, they have no official adoption papers to make that situation anything more than a silly delusion.

“What would I do without you, Wolfram?” Yuuri asks.

“Still come in first place instead of fourth, because as much as I hate to admit it, you don’t really need me to take care of you, even if you are an idiot.”

Yuuri and Wolfram high five one another and go have a picnic with their legally adopted daughter.

The next day, the kingdom’s newspaper runs an article about how they’re more in love than ever.

Wolfram smirks and dangles a marriage contract in Yuuri’s face.

Yuuri knows he doesn’t need to sign it to prove anything.

(Somewhere in the depths of the internet, a small but annoyingly loud part of fandom suddenly rises up and says, “But wait. Even if Wolfram still looks and acts really young, he’s actually 66 years older than Yuuri, so that’s pedophilia.”

It’s actually not pedophilia, because neither of them are pre-pubescent kids, and humans and demons age at such different rates that Earthen standards don’t really apply in the Great Demon Kingdom, but this small and annoyingly loud part of the fandom doesn’t care about accuracy. They grasp their pitchforks and begin their war anew.)

the-corpses-were-fake  asked:

(okay no we have to change that you don't get stuff for ask memes so if you're up for it how about 84 or 85 in the writing one :3? Because your hamburr au au was really really cute btw!!! )

This has been sitting in my inbox for the longest time now I am so s o r r y

So! Here it is! Number 85: Write an AU fic! Including canon era idiots, a soulmate au premise, and canon divergence because I wanted to avoid death if at all possible!

For most people, soulmates only exist as a nuisance. As something to complain about when they stub their toe or trip and skin their knee, because when one of a pair does, the other feels that pain as surely as if it were their own.

Most people don’t meet their soulmates in their lifetime. The world is, after all, very wide. Those who do are considered fortunate. Those who don’t find them, though, tend to find love on their own terms and are none the worse for it. Even though the pain that your soulmate feels is a constant that never goes away, no matter how hard you fall for someone else. An aching reminder that there is supposedly someone out there meant for you and you alone.

Burr has never given much thought to his soulmate, and when he does, it is nothing but annoyance, because it seems that whoever they are, they are constantly getting themselves into trouble. Have been since they were a kid. But as soon as the gun goes off, he knows, because he is watching with dread to see where the bullet strikes, his shout still ringing in the air but doing nothing to stop its deadly advance. I didn’t mean it, he thinks, and the bullet strikes right between Hamilton’s ribs.

An identical pain blooms in his chest, and it is all he can do to stay upright, and he knows.

He thinks he staggers forward. Hard to say; everything has gone a bit blurry and indistinct. He can hear nothing but the roaring of blood in his ears, can feel nothing but the sharp, stabbing pains running through him. The wound could very well be fatal, but he shies away from that thought. It won’t be; Hamilton will pull through, like he always does, and if he could just speak to him-

Then, he is being pulled back, and it is Van Ness’ hands on his shoulders, Van Ness who is saying something to him, his face frantic. There are few people out there who he would actually consider his friend, but Van Ness is one of them.

Once upon a time, Alexander had been another.

“-pull yourself together! We need to get you out of here, and-”

“William,” he breathes, a hand coming up to clutch at his chest. There should be blood there, but there isn’t, because it is Hamilton’s wound, not his, a wound that he dealt and-

He doesn’t know what his face looks like, but it must be a sight to behold. Whatever expression he’s making makes Van Ness stop where he is and stare, his gaze flickering back and forth between him and where Hamilton is lying on the ground.

“Shit,” he breathes after a moment, and Aaron can’t help but nod in agreement. “He’s your…? Nevermind, that just makes it more important to get you out of here right now.”

This time, he doesn’t protest, allows himself to be escorted away. His mind has gone blissfully numb.

Miraculously, Hamilton survives the night. And the next. And the next. Aaron begins to suspect, even as he rubs at the incessant ache, that while the literal bullet hit its mark, they have dodged the figurative one.

One of them, at least.

And that is how he finds himself on the Hamiltons’ doorstep one day, in no small amount of distress as Angelica Church glares at him, halfway hidden behind the door to her brother-in-law’s home. “Give me one good reason,” she is saying, “as to why I should allow you inside. Haven’t you done enough damage already?” Every word is like a viper sent to bite at his ankles, and for a moment, he considers running.

But that is not what he has come here to do.

“My sincerest apologies, Mrs. Church,” he says. “I have no intentions of doing anyone any harm today. But please, I really must speak to Hamilton, it is of utmost importance to me-”

Her glower deepens. “Oh, you must, must you?” she snaps, and then her attention is taken by a voice from inside. “Yes, it’s him,” she says, and pauses. The indistinct voice says something else. “No, I was just sending him on his way, but-” And then, the door opens wider, revealing Elizabeth Hamilton, eyes tired and sad.

“Come in, Mr. Burr,” she says. “I assume you are not here to carry out what you started with?”

“I am not, and even if I was, I am unarmed,” he assures her, and enters at her bidding. She leads him down the hallway in silence, their footsteps echoing one another’s. She stops at the foot of a staircase.

“Your actions almost cost me my husband,” she tells him, and he bows his head. Before he can respond, however, she continues. “And I fear they still will.” She stares pointedly at his chest, and he realizes with a start that he was rubbing at it again, absentmindedly. And looking into her eyes, he can tell that she knows exactly why he’s here.

“I have no intention of taking him from you,” he says.

She smiles, a small, sad thing, and shakes her head. “You couldn’t if you tried,” she says, “and I doubt you would. My worry is that he will go with you willingly.”

The worst thing is that he cannot even tell her that her fears are unfounded. And she knows it. She sighs.

“Do what you came here to do,” she tells him. “His room is the first you’ll come on.”

He thanks her and walks up the stairs. What else can he do? He cannot ease her pain anymore than she can ease his.

Eliza, he thinks, is a wise woman. She will outlive them all yet.

Hamilton is waiting for him. It is obvious in the lack of surprise in his eyes and bearing when he knocks and enters. And the way his gaze holds for a breath too long at his chest makes something else glaringly clear.

“You knew,” Aaron says, slumping into a chair by Hamilton’s bedside. “You knew.”

Hamilton’s eyes are tired too, though in a different way than Eliza’s. Perhaps this is why he answers in the way he does. “Yes,” he says simply, without prevarication or elaboration.

“You would have let me kill you.” It is not a question. Aaron already knows the answer. What he wants to know is why, and Hamilton knows it too.

“I suppose,” he replies. “I have to admit, I didn’t really expect you to. That came as a surprise. I still don’t understand why you were so angry. It was politics, not personal.”

Aaron laughs, and is surprised by the bitterness in it. “With us, it’s always personal,” he says, and feels slightly gratified when Hamilton concedes the point with a nod of his head, cracking a wry smile.

“You have a point,” he allows. “And in any case, I had no intention of hurting you. I’ve never wanted that, even putting all of-” He gestures to the two of them- “this aside.”

And that brings them right back to the point, something for which Aaron is grateful. He doesn’t particularly want to discuss the duel at the moment. Or ever, if he’s being honest. “How long have you known?” he asks, and they wince in tandem at the pain that shoots through them when Hamilton shrugs.

“Since the war,” he admits, and Aaron is surprised at the red hot anger that the words summon. “When you got heatstroke, do you remember? I’ll admit, dealing with that on top of everything else made things rather-”

“You knew all this time and you didn’t tell me.”

“And what should I have said?” Hamilton snaps, and oh, yes, there is that temper. Aaron can almost admit he missed it, as little sense as that makes. “I had Eliza and you had your Theodosia, and we were both happy. Upsetting the balance seemed foolish.”

“You mean upsetting your reputation seemed foolish,” Aaron corrects, and stands. At this point, he doesn’t know what to think anymore. One one hand, he knows that Hamilton makes a good point; he loved Theo and still does, and adding Hamilton to that would only have caused unnecessary confusion and strife.

But at the same time, knowing that Hamilton, his soulmate- and he still doesn’t know what he should do with that information- was within arms reach for most of his life and saw fit not to tell him about it… that burns.

“I don’t know what I thought I’d accomplish here,” he says, and moves toward the door. His visit thus far has caused him nothing but frustration, and at this point, he is ready to leave. There is only so much exposure to Hamilton he can take in one sitting.

He has almost exited before Hamilton makes his move. “Burr, wait!” he calls, and he must shift in place or try to sit up or do something, because a fresh wave of agony rips through him and leaves him fighting for breath and leaning heavily on the doorframe. Behind him, Hamilton is panting in a similar manner.

You did this, he reminds himself, as if he could ever forget.

“What is it you want from me, Alexander?” he asks, the familiar name slipping out without his consent. He hates the way his voice sounds far more pleading than angry, but it is too late to take it back.

There is a beat of silence, and then:

“Stay?” Alexander asks softly, and he turns to look at the man, this man he has known and loved and hated his entire life.

He should leave.

But he doesn’t. Instead, he crosses the floor to sit back down in that chair, and he stays. And he knows exactly the reason why, even if it’s not something he’ll ever care to admit.

Alexander has always been a difficult man to say no to.

Star Wars Harlequin Romance Challenge

So… I was wandering through ficland, and happened upon the @mcuharlequin challenge. (*waves* Your challenge was AWESOME!)

The about page gives a brief detail: “Create fic, art, or a mix inspired by the wonderful, deliciously cheesy world of Harlequin romance novels. This is a low-key challenge meant to celebrate AUs, romance, and give us all a chance to indulge a bit.”

So… has anyone done this in the Star Wars fandom yet? Sometimes I don’t pay a lot of attention… so I very well may have missed something like this!

I think it would be really fun if someone ran with this if it hasn’t been done before. We all love those cheesy, ridiculous books.

It could also be a great opportunity for all the ships to get along for once. :P

Anywho! If no one has or will do it, maybe some folks could do their own thing! Or if they’ve already done a Harlequin-inspired fic, it would be awesome if we could get some links/recs!

Rock on.