Anonymous said: Can I share Thor Ragnarok headcanons with you? Because I cannot stop smiling about how the Grandmaster’s theme song is definitely Rake It Up while Loki’s is Once Upon A Time I Was A Hoe, and it’s not even that funny but I have to share this with someone.
PLOT SUMMARY: a build-off of my multichapter imagine fic where the reader is dustin’s older siblings. it followed along directly with the events of season 2. she’s friends with nancy, and drama ensues. over the course of the fic we saw how the reader reacted to new challenges and a new romantic interest. ( inspired by two other imagines that i literally can’t find for the life of me. )
CHAPTER SUMMARY: reader is sick after the journey to the tunnels - and steve takes care of her.
A/N: /smiles/ enjoy kiddos. this happens before the epilogue but after chapter eleven.
“ How is it… that I got sick.. and you’re perfectly fine? ”
you sniffled as you took the warm mug from Steve’s hand. You could feel the
heat of the tea on your hands as you took a slight sip – trying you best not to
burn your tongue.
The guy I always open with came into work today and the first thing he said to me was “your girl tswift put out a great album, future is my all time favorite rapper and endgame is a fucking jam” I’m just so??? That made me so happy????
i still can’t get over the ‘thank you you were amazing’ scene because?? if someone told me that i am amazing as a person?? as a whole being and not because of a skill? what the fuck i would literally die,, i am not over it and never will be. neil thought that he is never going to see andrew again and his last words to him were like that. telling him how amazing he was. and before that nobody appreciated andrew. im sorry i just
i’m really weak for omega rhys and alpha jack growing older together <3
Jack first noticed it while Rhys was sleeping.
The omega had taken up the usual position that he did when he slipped into bed asides Jack, resting his head against his alpha’s chest as Jack stayed awake to browse a couple messages on his tablet. Rhys’ breath whistled against Jack’s sparse chest hair as the alpha breathed in and out, overly-conscious not to wake his mate.
It was hard to work on things, however, when Rhys was cuddled up so close and sleeping so sweetly, and soon enough Jack slid the tablet onto the nightstand so he could just watch his mate snooze. Rhys’ flesh hand was curled up in a light fist up by his mouth, his pretty pink lips parted and ever-so-slightly moistened with drool. In the beginning of their relationship, Jack had ribbed Rhys pretty hard whenever the omega had drooled on him. Now, he still did, but inwardly he’d come to find it pretty cute.
He started running his fingers through Rhys’ hair, sniffing at the scent of omega musk and honey shampoo mingling together. His locks were soft and slightly damp from the shower, licking around Jack’s fingers as they card through his mate’s hair. Jack found himself fairly content to watch the warm light of the bedside lamp dance along the glossy strands of Rhys’ hair, when something different suddenly caught his eye.
Jack furrowed his brow, catching a particular lock of hair between two fingers as he peered closer. For a moment, he wondered if it was simply a trick of the light, or his eyesight, but nope. Between his fingers, clearly as day, was a couple of grey hairs.
Jack blinked rapidly at the greying locks, his brain struggling to come to terms with their existence. Rhys being younger than him had always been a constant reality—a picture of golden health and fertility in his mind’s eye—and even as they had aged together, he’d never fully come to terms with the fact that Rhys would actually….get old. The way that Jack had got old.
The little wrinkles in the corner of Rhys’ eyes had seemed so minor compared to the craggy lines that crossed over Jack’s bronzing face despite the best surgery money could buy, and even now the little slivers of grey hair paled in comparison to the strands that spread like cracks in ice from the signature silver lock sprouting from Jack’s scalp. He frowned, pursing his lips together as he twirled the errant strands of Rhys’ hair between his fingers.
The omega’s face twitched softly as Jack plucked the hairs from his scalp. Jack held his breath, chest still for a moment as Rhys’ adjusted. His breathing huffed against Jack’s skin, briefly disturbed before evening back out to that sleepy whistle. Relief flushed through Jack’s body as he held the offending hairs up to his eyes, before flicking them away to be lost amongst the folds of their bed.
He wrapped his arms around Rhys, kissing the top of the omega’s head as he turned out the lights.
I don’t know whether you were being serious in your tags or not, but Ezra Miller /is/ queer! He’s explicitly come out as such. So he really does know our feelings about shirtless Jason Momoa very well.
Oooohhh I know, I was being 100% serious, haha!
What he isn’t, though, is subtle, because is2g every time I see him on a press tour with some ‘sexy big celeb’ he’s all Heart Eyes™, and god, don’t even get me started on the way he’d fucking lean into Colin Farell’s touch like there was no tomorrow, ugh <3
where’s my fic based on that interview where Colin wraps a hand around the nape of Ezra’s neck and Ezra looks like he’s visibly melting into the touch like asldghkhsfjhlkk where is my dom!colin sub!ezra fic wHEREEEEE
a list driven by a mix of stress and sleep deprivation
this guy. he loves dogs so much
(which is understandable as he is a big ol protective puppy himself)
(baby knuckle bine growing up into adult knuckle bine, hair ridiculous and full on Protect ™ mode at all times)
(knuckle TOTALLY defended a puppy from bullies when he was a kid and got his ass kicked)
seriously this guy is such a huge softie? he’s gonna make a great beast hunter because he’ll take care of all the animals he finds and probably get hurt too much trying to help dangerous animals but
he cares about his friends and even potential rivals so much. if he can help, he makes a plan and he goes through with it. and he’s confident enough in his own abilities that he isn’t afraid to offer that help, whether it’s a boy with more potential than conceivable or a chameleon ant man or a half-ant woman or a rival that fights with extra hands
actual soft boy knuckle bine
this does not mean he won’t make it easy
he’s wearing fashion years out of style, presumably because he can follow the yyh code and get shirtless as quickly as possible
he looks like a thug but is probably one of the most practically intelligent people in the show?
this dude’s power is based in math. and not just any math. TAXES
an accountant with the soul of a fluffball and instincts of a boxer
the system’s imperfect (cuz it’s based on theories and observation but new data is always a possibility for any system and this boy is a nerd) but he usually accounts for things and is adaptable
I know I just spent a while talking about how smart he is but this is the same guy who thought “I have to fight a pair of 13 year olds. what is the best way to get ahold of them?“ and decided “YELL AT THEM IN THE MIDDLE OF A RANDOM CITY STREET.”
finds taxes cute enough to make potclean, the cutest representation of interest ever
summary: u have an interesting relationship – u guys are cutesy/warm @ times but still have sort of a rude/very direct but jokingly!!!!! relationship loool. u both sleep/laze around a lot and ur both in his Genius Lab often bc youre interested in his career and just seeing what he does overall plus the couch there is comfy for cuddling and more ;) he happens to be your artistic muse and you happen to be his musical muse
Do you ever look at Jaehwan and just kind of melt? Because he’s such a good soul and a delightful person and it doesn’t matter too much if you’re not really happy right now, Jyani can lend you some of his until you find your own again..?
LIKE UMMMM….EVERY TIME???? but literally, when i have a bad day i spend an hour or even more just watching fancams from his musicals or other moments when he’s with his starlight babies. HE’S SO LOVING??? ♥♥♥