he is a mouse!! how can she not see that

Movie Night

Prompt:  Person A falling asleep watching a movie with Person B so B carries A to their bed. Bonus: Person A wakes up in B’s arms but pretends to still be asleep so they can be carried to bed.

Just so you know I wrote this at 2 am so…

  Chat Noir looked at the computer clock which now read one in the morning. “Wow,” he yawned, “that sure went by fast.” He rubbed his burning eyes and waited for a reaction from his companion but there was no response from Marinette. He turned to see that her head was resting against his shoulder and wondered how he hadn’t realized that before. A faint wheezing pierced the new found silence with Marinette’s every breath. In the dim monitor light it was visible that her eyes were closed tight as she was lost in a deep sleep. Oh my god she’s actually snoring, how cute can she get? he chuckled to himself and carefully navigated the mouse to exit out of the movie they had just finished watching.

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The Mosley Review: Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle

As Hollywood reaches back to the 80’s and soon the 70’s for films to sequelize for no reason, it seems they’ve begun to reach back into the 90’s and started to touch hallmark films of the era. Now the original Jumanji was a personal favorite film of my childhood and another of my favorite Robin Williams films. So once I saw that they were making a sequel I asked the same question we all did, WHY?! Well when they finally showed us the concept of where they wanted to take this story, I saw that it actually works and made for a fun adventure film that is very rare these days. It followed the same theme of a coming age story, but also the classic high school theme of discovering who you are and who you want to be. It all worked and once we moved into the well conceived transfer from board game to video game, the real fun and comedy begins. I really didn’t expect the film to come together as good as it did so I was pleasantly surprised.

First we’re gonna start with the teens that get sucked into the game because they were spot on as 4 different kinds of high school kids of today. Alex Wolff as Spencer was fantastic as the awkward nerd of the group. Madison Iseman as Bethany was perfect as the self absorbed “It” girl in school. Ser'Darius Blain as Anthony “Fridge” was good as the jock and Morgan Turner was great as the shy bookworm Martha. Now the actors that played their avatars nailed their “Reality” counterparts impressively. To see Dwayne Johnson truly have comedic fun is always great and as Spencer/Dr. Smolder Bravestone, he was fantastic and as awkward as needed. Kevin Hart as “Fridge”/Franklin “Mouse” Finbar was as hilarious as expected and he does his trademark humor and I wasn’t annoyed at all. People forget how excellent a comedic actor Jack Black is and as Bethany/Professor Sheldon “Shelly” Oberon, he steals the film. Karen Gillan is no stranger to being awkward and kicking ass whenever she can and as Martha/Ruby Roundhouse, she shines brightly with the best fight scenes. Nick Jonas as Jefferson “Seaplane” McDonough was great and his reveal was right in line with the original film. I loved Rhys Darby as the game guide Nigel Billingsley and Bobby Cannavale was good as the new version of Van Pelt and kept in line with the overly evil style of a videogame villain. There is a reference to Robin Williams’ character from the original film, Alan Parish, and it is perfectly done.

Yes there are plenty of cheesy moments, but that is what you came to see. The action is great and the adventure is pure fun and the moments of comedy worked exceptionally well. As a lover of the original, I can honestly say that this was a great sequel that furthers the lore of the original film and I thought it was great. You can almost say that this was a great video game film….almost.

Your Savior - 15

Hey all! Thanks again for stopping by! I’m loving all of the reviews, seriously, keep them coming! I did also have a couple of questions messaged in and I enjoyed those too! I hope I was able to answer them satisfactorily and keep you coming back for more! And in general, I’m sorry that chapters are posted so late, I work and have kids, so night is the only time I get to write!

Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction

Chapter 15

Link to Chapter 14

Warnings: Swearing, Negan being Negan

“Please don’t kill her. Don’t kill Karen.”

Negan’s face was contorted with rage, rendering him silent for a matter of seconds before he finally managed to spit out, “And why the hell not? No, Y/N,” he interrupted you as you opened your mouth to answer him. “I want you to think long and hard before you fucking answer me. Give me one good goddamn reason to not bash her useless fat head in with my girl Lucille. Just one! She attacked you! Tried to kill you! While you were naked, defenseless, and alone proving what a goddamn coward she is!”  

“I remember Negan, I was there when it happened.” You answered coolly.

He leaned in close to you, whispering in your face dangerously. “Now is not the fucking time for your attitude! I am so not in the mood!”

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Tech Support

Rating: General Audiences
Word Count: 5750
Co-written by: syl-writes-stuff
Summary: @skimmingsurfaces​ sent me a prompt:  “‘I keep calling the IT center because you seem really cute’ au because Wirt and technology fails and he would so keep calling Dipper because Dipper is insanely cute.” I filled the prompt <3

Tech Support

“Thank you for calling Mystery Tech. For your awareness, this phone call may be recorded for quality assurance purposes. My name is Tyrone. How can I help you today?”

“Um. Right. H-hi. I don’t-” There was a gusty sigh. “My little brother got me a laptop, and I have no idea what I’m doing.”

Tech support laughed. “Okay, no problem. Is there something specific that you’re trying to do?”

“I- Oh, no. Wait. Hold on. He can’t know I called tech support.” The caller’s voice was muffled. “I’m coming, Greg! Just give me five minutes!” Pause. “No, I know exactly what I’m doing and absolutely don’t need your help!” There was another pause before his voice became clear again. “I have no idea what I’m doing, and I need your help.”

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Mina, looks like a little angel, lol, but she is a little clown and a rascal like Ginger sometimes. On the picture, she is in the mood of playing and she was meowing loudly and brought me the mouse, lol. The fun thing when I take pictures of my cats, I never know how the picture will really be because at the moment I don’t see it but then, it happened that on the picture, the cat put his tongue out or yawned just when I was taking the picture, lol, or Mina/Ginger is somewhere on the back, like on this picture, we can see Ginger on the stove, right side, he is sitting at the window. 

Now Ginger is outside meowing, lol, he is calling Mina for playing, they are so funny.

Swiss Clans Deities: Love & Fertility

The clans of Switzerland have several deities who are prayed to and given tribute. You can recognize the deities from size alone, as they are the twice the size of the average cat. But each one has their own unique appearance and personality. Below is a more in-depth look at one of them.

The goddess of love and fertility

is a queen who is eternally pregnant with cats yet to be born. She is the mother of all clan cats. 

Her body is surrounded by a soft glow and her appearance is constantly changing. Long hair to short hair, blue coat to tortoiseshell coat, green eyes to amber, oriental to…well you get the idea.

She is known as the kindest of the deities, almost always willing to show a gentleness and soft care to her children.

She is the most encouraging when it comes to following your heart and doing anything for love. 

Beware if you are the unlucky cat that has managed to anger her. For when she is angry, she is brutal, and merciless. She does not have sympathy to those she deems evil. Especially any cat who would dare harm a kit.

She is the sister of the deity of Death and mate to the goddess of starclan and the god of snowclan/leaf bare.

To find out more about Swiss Clans, click here!

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Like, okay, to get kind of real and be obvious about how much I project on Anne Shirley always…

When I was in sixth grade, I was on the girls basketball team for three practices. On the third, the coach pulled me aside and told me that the reason I didn’t have any friends was because I cried so much. I quit.

I ruined parties that the whole class was invited to by being moody and dramatic. Teachers had to remind me, “Alex, your voice projects. Take it down a few notches.” I used to start get into talking about something and watch the faces of the people around me slowly go from amusement to discomfort or boredom and that was the way that I knew I had gone too far.

When I was fourteen, I finally convinced my mom to let me go to public school instead of my small church school. I thought, I just need a bigger pond and then I’ll find some kids like me and it’ll be fine. I made a couple kind of friends, one that’s actually lasted though we haven’t been close in years, but I remember sitting down to lunch with them and a couple other people one day, and one girl told me, “You talk so much, you need to learn to talk less or someone’s going to punch you in the mouth.” 

And after about three months, I went back to my old school because I wasn’t really close to any of those kids but at least they all knew me and the teasing was more passive aggressive than outright.

I was too eager in class. I cared about the wrong things too much. I was too sensitive. I was annoying. My whole life. And I constantly told myself that I could do better the next day, I could just tone myself down and be quieter and more subdued, but the next day rolled around and I couldn’t. I had one teacher in my junior year of high school, who claimed to be a really good people reader, that told me, “You’re proud of the things that make you unique but you also feel alienated by them.”

And I’ve always related to Anne in the books because she talks too much, she’s too eager, too sensitive, she’s annoying, but only really for the first half of the first book. After that, the things that make her annoying are treated like endearing quirks that make everyone love her that much more, like they kind of were in the first place but her peers needed to catch up. That…feels like wish fulfillment to me. 

It’s a little different now that I’m not in school anymore. I lost some of my special snowflake syndrome and my voice doesn’t usually project accidentally unless I’m just really excited. I definitely cry less.  I’ve gotten to a point where I don’t really need to be accepted, because I’m fine on my own. But it still affects me. I have friends now that I thought for the longest time didn’t like me because I thought I came on way too strong and scared them off. I still go into new social situations and think, “be better, be better, just don’t be so full Alex” but then I am. 

I remember a few years ago a post going around about how when you’ve been told that you’re annoying it’s hard to get that out of your head, and that’s true. And then Anne in Anne With an E is someone who has been told that she’s annoying several times and in some really terrible ways. You can hear it in the way she delivers her line to Matthew, “Am I talking too much?” And how relieved she is when he says he doesn’t mind. You can see it in the way she tries so hard to be “quiet as a mouse” when she meets Diana. The way she’s so quick to believe that people don’t like her or won’t like her or want her around.  The way she gets so excited to make new friends and start over and then wants to quit at the first sign of messing up. The way she clings to a hope that tomorrow, she’ll be better and won’t make as many mistakes.

She’s a more nervous Anne than I’ve seen before but…in a lot of ways, I appreciate that. Because most people don’t find it cute and quirky, especially when you’re a kid and especially in Anne’s case because as an orphan, the societal cards are kind of already stacked against her.  Amybeth McNulty is excellent at pinning down that this Anne has been convinced that she’s annoying, and that affects her deeply as a person. 


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I butchered a prompt here. I’m sorry anon, but I was so tempted to do it… Sometimes I just feel like playing with my readers.

Summary: Sehun pointing out you basically know shit about sex.

“You do realize that it doesn’t work like that?” You jump in your seat, hand instinctively coming up to slam the laptop closed, as you turn around to face the speaker. To your mortification it’s Sehun, reading what you wrote under your arm. He even nudges your elbow out of the way.

“Go away– “ you whine weakly, but the harm has already been done, you know that. Sehun just laughs, but clearly not at your words, but at the page in front of his face. He squats next to you so it’s easier for him to read, and you’ve had enough.

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Wonho - Overwatch (4)

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3

Originally posted by sweetramenwonho

You and Wonho were set up around the computers, with the rest of Monsta X hanging out in the same room.

Kihyun and Minhyuk were sat on either side of Wonho, while Shownu paced around behind him like a cute worried poppa bear.

Your “cheerleaders” consisted of Jooheon, Changkyun and Hyungwon.  

This was perfect for you because by the end of the day, you wanted to see if you could get Jooheon to show you aegyo without having to ask for it. Changkyun was on your side because Jooheon was.  

And Hyungwon?  Well Hyungwon just likes to watch his members suffer, so he chose your side.

“Hey, how about we make this interesting?” you heard Wonho ask you.

“What’d you have in mind?” you asked, intrigued.

“If I lose, you have to teach me better tactics in Overwatch.” he said.

Didn’t people usually makes bets for if they win? Is this some reverse psychology? You thought to yourself. Screw it.

“Deal.” you said.

“What do you want if you lose?” Wonho asked.

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Wounded - One-Shot Fic

I decided to write a little one shot about the Force Bond after this thought popped into my head. Post-TLJ

He knows where she is the moment he feels the stabbing pain strike his thigh, catching him off guard.

Kylo falls hard to his knees on the bridge of the Finalizer at the surprise impact, the wind knocked out of him. He felt it, the piece of shrapnel slicing its way into his upper thigh. Her upper thigh.

She wasn’t supposed to be there.

Rest under the cut or on Ao3

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12 Reasons Why Batman & Catwoman Make the Purr-fect Pair (Updated)

You could write an entire dissertation exploring the merits of Batman’s numerous love interests, as a matter of fact “Batman love interests” has over 20 million google hits. Fans have devoted much debate to whether Batman actually has a true love, other than dark vengeance. Despite both Bruce Wayne and Batman’s many romances and flings with numerous women on both sides of the law in the end Batman has only one, undisputed greatest love. Any guesses who?

Hush said it best:

“It doesn’t matter whom you’re with—diplomat, socialite, or super-powered freak—there’s only been one woman that really held your heart.”

Pencils down children, the test is over and if you answered anything other than Selina “Catwoman” Kyle you answered incorrectly. Many, many, MANY fan blogs (including this one) have been dedicated to this terrific twosome, and in polls and lists of Batman’s greatest love interests Catwoman always comes out on top and there’s a reason for that. Here are my top 11 reasons why Batman and Catwoman make the purrfect pair.

      1. They Are Exactly Alike and Yet Total Opposites

Both Batman and Catwoman had difficult childhoods marred by tragedy. Orphaned or abandoned (depending on which era you follow), with vastly different outcomes. Batman of course became devoted to acquiring justice in his parents’ names, however Catwoman of course didn’t have a loyal friend and a billion dollars to fall back on and turned to a life of crime.  Their continuous attraction to each other is rooted in the fact that they’re both dark, creatures of the night. They contrast in that Bruce is more brooding and Selina is happier, at least a little bit more emotionally well adjusted, and has a touch of evil just to keep things interesting. Plus we all know that good boys like the bad girls. Catwoman’s moral ambiguity makes her a fascinating counterpart to Batman. Their mutual attraction and shared morals draw them to each other, but often times their differences keep them apart.  

 2.       They Really Care About Each Other

In Batman: Hush Nightwing pointed out that all of Bruce Wayne/ Batman’s relationships have failed because he could never share both parts of his life with his partners. Catwoman is one of the few that get to be involved in both parts of his life and the only person who’s gotten involved on a deeper level. They’re emotionally involved, to the point of worrying about each other and their safety constantly, and caring about their general well-being. I love, love, love the fact that when other people aren’t around, whether they’re in costume or not, they always call each other “Bruce” and “Selina” never really “Batman” or “Catwoman” which a big deal for a man as irrationally petrified of intimacy as Batman. They see each other for who they really are.

Yes, Batman, that Batman, was almost in tears with relief after Catwoman had gone missing.

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Give me a reason.

Fandom: Chicago P.D. 

Pairing: Reader x Mouse (Greg Gerwitz)

@lclb12 requested:  May I have a mouse (Chicago PD) where you served with him,Jay has you come to Chicago to help them both with dealing with the past. Erin loves you already like a sister, but what happens when they both come to his house for dinner to find you and Mouse having sex?

A/N: So this will be part one of two, I will place the link for the smut post where it will take place in the story, so whomever would like to read it can just click on it and if you don’t want to read it then just read on :) 

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Thanks to @howeverlongs for this gorgeous cover and to @ashleigh-jewitt-xx for the one I posted last chapter. If you haven’t read this yet, hope you like the update!

Spellbound: Part 6: Witchcraft

Mikaelson Compound, French Quarter Sunday - PM

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Rebekah asked pointedly. Klaus looked over to the front gate relieved that Caroline had already gone outside and didn’t have the same supersonic hearing as the rest of his family.

“Excuse me?”

“Excuse you, Niklaus,” she drawled. “Is this the way you’re trying to get women these days? Pretending to be in love with them so you can cop a feel?” Klaus growled instinctively, there was only a few people that could annoy him this much and Rebekah was at the very top of his list right now. As much as he revelled in her touch, Klaus wanted so much more than that from Caroline.

“I’d watch how you speak to me.”

“Yeah, yeah,” she scoffed. “Stop trying to be the big, bad hybrid when you are pathetically rubbing yourself against that witch in my presence. I mean talk about visuals that I won’t be able to get out of my head.”

“I shouldn’t be surprised that you’ve made this situation all about you, little sister.”

“This situation? Why shouldn’t I be surprised that you’re trying to divert attention away from what’s really going on here,” she growled. “How about we stop pretending and get to the point.”

“The point?”

“The point where you admit that this supposed spell is a ruse for your real intentions. Can’t you just tell the girl how you feel, you know like normal people do?” Before he could bite back she continued. “Oh that’s right you’re not normal, silly me.”

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Which “Dresden Files” Characters should you fight?

Harry Dresden: You can try. You’ll fail and he’ll be throwing snark at you the whole time, but he’ll see how weak you are compared to him and let you off easy. 

Karrin Murphy: Ha! What are you crazy? She will kick your ass ten ways to Sunday, and roll her eyes the whole time. 

Mouse: How could you? He is a gigantic ball of fluff, and it would be much funner to rub his belly and get doggy kisses. Also, he’s a gigantic magical dog that can destroy you, but he’s too sweet for that.

Mister: He’s a big, cute kitty! You’re heartless if you try. 

Michael Carpenter: He’s old and needs a cane, but he has angels guarding his ass, so good luck. Also, after you lose he will forgive you and try to help you become a better person.

Charity Carpenter: You will end up beaten, bloodied and comatose. Do not try to fight Charity Carpenter. 

Thomas Raith: Do not fight Thomas Raith you will lose. Have sex with him instead, and you will win. 

Toot-Toot the fairy: He is too small and quick for you to hit him, and he has an army of other fairies armed with boxcutters to cut you up. Do not fight Toot Toot. 

John Marcone: He’s the head of a criminal organization even if you do win he’ll just have some of his boys fuck you up later. Do not fight John Marcone.

Butters: Probably the only person in this line-up you’ll have any chance of beating. Go ahead and fight him. You’ll win, but Polka Will Never Die!, and he does have some powerful friends that might find you and fuck you up. 

Bob the skull: If you make sunlight hit him he will die immediately, so it will be pretty easy, but why do that when you can use him to learn about magic and talk about boobs?

Converse High (One Shot/Scenario/Request)

Summary: There are two things he doesn’t get; why everyone thinks she’s so great and her choice of shoes. 

Original Scan: ©

There are many things Min Yoongi doesn’t understand about high school. For one, who decides who the cool kids are? Who picked their school lunch menu? Since when does grilled cheese validate as remotely healthy? Because the hardened pieces of bread glued together by American flavored cheese are frankly horrifying.

Also why was his music technology class only one semester?

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Notice Me >> Ravi, You

This was requested by anon ^^

Rated F (For too many Feels

He knew the feeling that you couldn’t help but fall for that person. That was how he had been feeling for months now.

A crush? They named it. But for him she was an angel that wasn’t supposed to be on earth. One of the girls that he couldn’t think was just another girl to play around. She caught his heart. He never felt nervous around someone like how he felt when he was near her.

A gasp sounded and Ravi turned to see his roommate, standing in front of him. His mouth slightly open and his eyes popped out of his skull as he held his breath.

Hyung, are you sick?” Hyuk asked, tracing his eyes over the tidy bed and the clean floor. No clothes, no paper and no empty snack bags. Everything was tidy. And he wasn’t the one to tidy it, it was his messy and anti-clean-places older member.

Ravi grinned as he leaned on the broom wooden handle. “I also can be useful.”

“No way.” Hyuk snickered as he threw himself, over his own bed. “Why the broom? We have vacuum.”

Sitting next to Hyuk, Ravi felt proud of what he had done around the room. Everything was clean. The pillows were where they were supposed to be, over the bed, not over the ground. The papers also were over his dark wooden desk next to his laptop. There was no empty cans or any useless empty bag.

All clean!

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anonymous asked:

I love love your writing but the guilded au always hurts so bad ;A; can't we have an alternate ending where they work everything out? I mean Chrom and Robin were best friends and they were probably in love when they first got married.

Omg I’m the biggest Chrobin shipper but I love angst shhhh

Note: Okay so this picks up after the fight where no cheating happened ever and basically you get a happy fluff

Enjoy ^_^

Your name: submit What is this?

You begin sleeping separately from him after that night. Back to your older quarters, you find that solitude does not bring you solace. Your smaller bed feels much too large now that you’re alone. The beat of his heart that you’d grown used to sleeping against is no longer there. Pangs hurt your heart as each change settles in. No one to say good night to just as you surrender yourself over to sleep. No one to wake up with, all messy in sheets and too lazy to get out of bed. Fooling around and even occasionally sharing kisses.

You never minded them…they were comforting. You touch your lips, remembering Chrom’s warmth. Kisses became more and more sparse but they were always something that grounded you, reminding you that there’s someone to come home to at the end of the day. But now, now that’s gone.

Being alone never felt so lonely before.

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Hello Sweetness


There’s a difference between expectation and prediction. He always predicts when and where he’ll see her. Sometimes in his dreams, sometimes at the end of a dark alley. Her heel at his throat or her hand down his back. His sight affords him the confidence of safety more often than not, and he’s rarely found himself wrong when it comes to life or death situations.

But these are far more unreadable.

He never expects her to show up. Of all possibilities in all outcomes being there is something he can’t account for. When she presents herself in her full auspicious glamour he realizes just how pinned he is. He doesn’t have time to prepare. No time to chart exit routes, no time to shuffle a card for safekeeping out of her sight. No time to mentally prepare himself for the slings and arrows of her razor sharp tongue. Oh god that tongue..

Panic surges through him. But his natural instincts keep a level expression. Revealing your hand to an opponent is never an option. He barely shifts from his sitting position as he gingerly pushes an empty bottle of the local liquor to the side.

If she wanted him dead, she’d do it by now. And if she wanted something else she knows exactly how to get it from him. He doesn’t like being the mouse in this scenario but he’ll play along until he can make an exit.

“That’s an awful complicated way o’ sayin’ yer’ happy t’ see me.”

“Let’s not make assumptions we can’t retract, Sweetness.”

She came from out of the shadows, which may be a comforting or terrifying sight, depending on his alcohol intake. She wore a deep burgandy mini dress of crushed velvet, and a leather jacket adorned with studs along the shoulder. Patent leather heels, adorned with an ankle strap, glinted in the low light.

He’d recognize them. He had bought them, after all.

Those heels clicked towards him, slow and methodical, against the floor. Her need for elegance required her to navigate around the knotholes in the wood, lest her stiletto get caught. It hadn’t even happened due to her diligence, yet. One couldn’t be too careful in the shoddy homes of Bilgewater. You had to give it to them, making something useful out of things that had been decimated.

Just like she would be doing soon enough with her old flame.

“I know enough that you still prowl the gambling rings,” she began, while pulling out a chair soundlessly. She sat in the chair, and crossed one shapely leg over the other, then reached into a pocket in her jacket and withdrew a cigarette. “From my understanding, you uphold false friendships for easier games. I need you to tell me where I can find one of your…associates.”

She didn’t care to explain what for. She’d leave him to draw his own conclusions. Evelynn held her cigarette into the flame of the candle sitting on the table briefly for a light, then took a drag.

fic: black cat (iii)

title: black cat (iii)
summary: That jutsu might be having a few side effects. Or: Sasuke breaks his rule because he desperately needs a bath.
notes: this title is a little disingenuous, since Sasuke is not really a cat for most of it! But it is the same universe, and this is the black cat universe, so! I’ll post more Sasuke!kitty drabbles when I get the chance.

To say that Sasuke likes being a cat would be…overstatement, to put it politely.

He is happy for the time it gives him with his daughter; watching her grow and making her smile. He enjoys seeing his wife in the flesh, being able to speak with her face to face. To be close enough to touch her. It isn’t the touch he craves, but it is more than what they have had in a long while, and if he takes the opportunity to slip under her nightshirt while she’s lying in bed, well, who can blame him?

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