he's not even the favorite jesus christ


2,500 Followers Oneshot

Summary: The reader is drunk and she tries to have sex with her best friend Jensen.

Prompt: “Why are you in my bed?!”

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Requested: @supernaturalgirl85

Jensen tiredly drudges up the stairs in his Malibu home, grumpy as all hell. He just lost $2,000 at a poker game and it’s safe to say that he’s ripshit.

Although he’s not concerned about actually losing the money, being a successful movie director has set his ass up for life.

It’s just the fact that he lost. He’s a competitive fucker, always has been and always will be. It’s in his DNA.

And to add fuel to the fire, his friends refused to give him another chance to win back his money. Claiming it’s too late and they needed to call it a night. It’s only midnight for Christ’s sake. Old bastards.

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anonymous asked:

what are your favorite jaeyong moments hmmm

1. Linking arms at the Asian Model Awards 2015 - (fhjhjsdfkh look at them how cute)

2. Taeyong letting the world know how sexy he finds Jaehyun - (tbh, same Taeyong)

3. I dont even think this needs any explaining- (jesus christ not infront of the cameras you two)

4. Shenanigans at the MAMA’s 2016 (cr. centerpieces, bloncprinz) - (🎶 cause space is just a word made up by someone who’s afraid to get too..CLOSE 🎶)

5. This photoshoot - (kill me now)

6. Taeyong looking like that one girlfriend whose trying to convince her boyfriend to buy her something - (im crying taeyong is such a cutie)

7. fhkjdhdkjg bless the person (cr. painkiller) who caught this:

8. Taeyong feeding Jaehyun - (such domestic???)

9. Playing twister together - (rip me)

10.  Secret links: x x x x x x x 

my absolute favorite things about this update, in no particular order

-Odin’s weird belly flop as he attempts to slide under the door.

-Maggie slamming the button down with such force and such effort she uses her plant arms, despite the fact that she just talked how exhausted she was from using her powers.

-Despite being the only two known survivors, trapped in an area with, as far as they know, a dangerous mass murderer lurking, Gil still frets about hopping onto a ship in an attempt to get away from the carnage and get help.

-Maggie’s face on page 1677. Just. That is the face of someone who has had it up to here with this bullshit and wants no part in anymore.

And my favorite part of the update:

-The fact that when Gil hears Odin’s voice, he immediately goes like this:

Not even a “who could that be?” or “what was that?” beforehand, he goes straight into “oh jesus christ it’s Odin, not this shit again

EXO Reaction ~ They Think You’re Cheating On Them but The Guy You’ve Been Seen With Is Your Brother.

Request:  Exo reaction Ot12 when they think you are cheating on them because of rumors of you dating with a guy but the guy was your brother :D thanks ILoveUrBlog

A/N: Okay so I’m going to type up the next Aesthetic tonight, hopefully have it posted tonight too ~ ily all 


Originally posted by kingjunmyeonn

Suho would go completely from being mad at you, to the horrible rumors then at himself for believing in that kind of nonsense knowing you wouldn’t do such thing. He’d apologize to you and your brother repeatedly for any harm caused by any hateful EXO-Ls and would do anything to make it up to you.

Ah Jagiya, I should have knew he was your brother - You look so alike…”  


Originally posted by mybeasvocalbangseveryone

Baekhyun had no idea that you had a brother so when saw you being hugged in the sm lobby by a ‘suspicious male’ he ran and told Kyungsoo that he saw you with another guy straight away not wanting him to find out from the media. When Soo found out his heart dropped and had to find out himself by checking the security cameras. 

To say Baek got a ‘small’ beating after Soo saw it was your brother dropping you off was an understatement. 

How was I supposed to know they were siblings?!


Originally posted by purpleuhan

Sehun almost shit himself when he saw all the rumors and pictures this mystery guy was in with your family on your instagram. He took a pile of screenshots and you only laughed at him for a few hours.

“Oh my gosh it’s not funny, y/n. I was generally annoyed… I haven’t even got into one of your family pics yet.”


Originally posted by xiundeer

Would be literal shocked when he found out that the guy you were rumored to be rumored to be cheating on him with is your brother, making him feel bad for ranting at you.

In my defense you look nothing alike and you were hugging in that picture…


Originally posted by parkchny

Tries to make up four hundred and ten excuses under the sun on how that he never doubted you for a second but he was actually really intimidated by your death glare.

This was fate trying to test us, I swear ~ but I never trusted those shady rumors in the first place…


Originally posted by wugalaxy

Kris would look up from his phone and shrug it off as if it wasn’t a big deal, pulling you onto his lap.

As if you would cheat on me, I’m totally your style.


Originally posted by everybodyloveschen

Once this little shit realized that he got into a complete misunderstanding, he would try to make it up to you with the worst possible aegyo and a bunch of gifts even though you already told him it was all chill.

But jagi I feel bad, have this plushy bear please.. It’ll make me feel a little better


Originally posted by luderella

When Chanyeol found out through the rumors, he was running around your shared apartment punching the air saying how no other man was allowed to touch his girl. After you explained the ‘other man’ was your brother he nearly dropped like a fish.

I knew that, I was practicing my throws for when guys actually started to flirt with you.


Originally posted by cuaks

Not at all did you expect the reaction you had got from Yixing, who straight up ranted at you with an actual vocal list on how much better “that guy you’re supposedly cheating on him with” he is. What shocked you the most was when he told you that his penis was cute and what shocked HIM was when you told him that that “guy you aren’t cheating on him with” is your big bro.

Well shit fam… My penis is still Kawaii…


Originally posted by chokaivlicious

Okay but you walk home and see Jongin dancing in the kitchen to Sexy Back and he’s running his fingers through his hair looking at you like he wants to bring you to the bedroom.

Jongin Please, if this is about those rumors he’s my brother and I will show u fucking baby pictures.”


Originally posted by wooyoung

Will bring you to all of your favorite places to make it up to you for accusing you of cheating because of filthy rumors but gets super pissed off when some guy at the hot dog stand in the theme park starts to hit on you; so he knocks him out for six.

Jesus Christ, Baekhyun… I thought we established already that I wasn’t leaving you for anyone.


Originally posted by lil-duckling

Would have a silent hissy fit to himself even though he found out the guy was actually your brother, because in the process he found out he was a Gucci model too and owned more collections than him.

Are you sure he won’t lend me his 2015 Summer Collection Leather Jacket?

~ Admin Bry/Kai

I had too much fun making this omfg.

anonymous asked:


  • First impression: ….Ew. 
  • Impression now: Needs to be drop-kicked off something high, but has redeeming features. 
  • Favorite moment: Accidentally reverse-summoning himself to a mystical holy mountain, like oops?? 
  • Idea for a story: Jiraiya snatches bb!Naruto when he sees he’s not being taken care of, and runs to the only person he knows who understands even vaguely what to do with kids. Orochimaru is Not Prepared for Jiraiya to show up on the doorstep of his secret lair with a toddler in tow. 
  • Unpopular opinion: He should have fucking taken care of Naruto, like jesus christ that is your godson do BETTER. 
  • Favorite relationship: His relationship with Tsunade is really sweet and sad. And also hilarious. 
  • Favorite headcanon: Tobirama’s oops baby, born to a civilian woman. Ended up with a few too many of Hashirama’s genes in there. 
Candle Lit Dinner

Tom Holland x Reader

Word Count: 1800ish

Warnings: Age difference ?, it’s really just fluff with some angst, hateful comments

Requests open!

A/N: Thanks so much for the request! It was fun to write this and I hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by richard-graysons

Tom’s POV

The sunlight streaming through the window had woken Tom up an thirty minutes ago, yet he was still lying in bed. The only reason he wasn’t moving about was because someone had their body tangled up in his. That someone was his girlfriend, Y/N.

She had her head resting the crook of his arm and torso, her body facing his. Her left hand was resting on Tom’s lower stomach while the other was wrapped around his back underneath him. That along with how her legs are tangled with his, it made it near impossible for Tom to move without her waking up. It didn’t bother him in the slightest though; he loved being next to her.

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Sweet Treats and Sweaty Palms (Evan Hansen x Reader)

A sweet Evan imagine! REQUESTS ARE OPEN! Enjoy!  

You felt yourself slipping, slowly falling away into a dark nothingness, your eyelids heavy and your brain slowing to a stop. It was bittersweet, this wasn’t the best position to be in while on your way out but the feeling of slow descent was a needed one. You were almost completely gone from this world, the haze washing over you, when the chime of that fucking bell at the door broke through the silence that was aiding you in a poorly timed nap only moments ago. You bolted upright and tried to look as welcoming as possible “hello how may I help you?" 

 "Huh? Oh, uh hi I-I uh I was was wondering if umm-” the boy who had entered the small cafe stuttered nervously. You smiled trying to show him that you would be patient, but he almost seemed to get more nervous. “I’m I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up I just really need some pastries, well obviously I need those or else I wouldn’t be in here, I’m sorry I just-" 

 "Hey, relax, breathe it’s okay. You need some pastries? Well we have those over here,” you soothed, he was anxious and obviously very nervous, his fingers were rolling and unrolling the hem of his polo shirt and he was chewing on his lower lip. 

 He took a deep breath “ok so I need a dozen of these for dinner tonight and I don’t even know what half of these are,” his voice was cracking but he managed not to stutter even if the sentence did take twice as long to get out.

 "Ok well what kind of event is it?“ The smile ever present on your face, this kid was familiar, he was in your English class freshman year, Arin Hansen? That didn’t seem right.

 "It’s uh it’s my mom’s birthday and I er,” the pace at which he spoke suddenly increasing. “My mom doesn’t like cake and she hasn’t celebrated her own birthday in years so many that for awhile I didn’t even know she had one, now I’m rambling I’m sorry” he suddenly stopped his eyes dropping to the floor and his hand suddenly shaking. 

Memories of him came to you, this was the kid that had a panic attack in junior year after one kid called him a klutz. Axel was known for being a dick to just about everyone, and when Arin (which still felt like the wrong name) bumped into him in the hallway he didn’t take it kindly. He pushed him to the ground and grabbed his notebook out of his hands, ‘little fuckin loser doodles shitty little trees, what a fuckin nerd, awe and he has little poems, I wish I was like everyone else how cute’. A teacher came in and took the notebook telling kids to get to class but he couldn’t do anything for Arin who was curled up on the floor. You remembered hearing about it in first period after their names were said over the loud speaker 'Axel Brink and Evan Hansen’. THAT WAS HIS NAME! 

 "Evan!“ you said happy to remember his real name, but it only made him more anxious. 

 "Uh y-yes? How? How do you know my name?” He implored his gaze meeting yours. 

 "Oh we are in the same grade level, I’m (y/n). (Y/n)(Y/L/N). Anyway what kind of sweets does your mom like?“ 

He smiled and looked like he was remembering something. "It’s nice to meet you, again that is. We um you uh. You helped me find the computer lab sophomore year, thanks for that I guess. Um my mom likes cream filled things and those um those little tubes with the vanilla in the middle, if that makes any sense, sorry,” he stammered 

 You giggled at his descriptions, “she likes Cannolis and Boston cream donuts! Well Ev you’re in the right place!” You beamed grabbing a box from under the counter. 

 "Yes! Yes those thank you so much!“ He replied, for the first time you saw him really smile. 

 "You should smile more, it looks good on you,” you admitted, warmth crawling up you face as blood climbed up your veins. His face was bright red and the tips of his ears were too, it was kind of adorable, 

“um oh T-thank you,” his was more nervous that ever, it’s not everyday that a pretty girl tells Evan Hansen something looks good on him. 

 "Well here you go Evan, six of our best cannolis and six of the finest Boston Cream Donuts in town!“ You rang up his order and sent him on his way. Even though Evan left, he stayed in your thoughts.

  It was a Wednesday. Fucking Wednesday. Wednesday’s were made by a satanist with no morals. Wednesday was also your late shift, thusly screw Wednesday’s. You clean off all of the tables and waited for nothing. At six no one even walked past the small Cafes doors, so you grabbed your Ipod and played your favorite song, dancing and belting out the words, with no regard to how loud you were being. How loud were you? Loud enough to not have heard that door bell jingle as a nervous boy walked in hoping to see a pretty (y/h/c) girl behind the counter. He walked up to the counter smiling, you looked so happy and carefree, like every wall you’d built had collapsed, Evan wishes he could be like that. 

 "Oh Jesus fucking Christ!” You yelled clutching your heart in fear, you hadn’t expected Evan to be standing at the counter when you turned around. You turned down the music and felt a familiar blush on your cheeks that usually came along with think of or seeing Evan. 

“H-hi Evan what-what can I do for you?” You smiled trying to regain composure. 

 "I was. I would like. Um. I uh,“ his hands trembled against his khakis, his lip quivered nervously. "What days are You off?” The five words tumbled out of his mouth quickly. You were taken aback, not expecting him to ask that, usually you got more questions about the food provided.

 "I’m off tomorrow, and Saturday’s,“ 

 "Okay! Um when I get out of work tomorrow at two would, would you be interested in um going t-to the fair with me?” He cringed physically leaning away from you, as if your response would hurt him harder than any shove in a hallway. 

 "Oh my god of course I’d love to go to the fair with you, well as long as it’s a date!“ You said confidence rushing though you suddenly. 

 Evan perked up and grinned like a mad man "A date? Of course it can be a date, I’d love to go on a date with you, I mean who wouldn’t you’re so beautiful and smart and you’re, you’re funny and and-” he babbled, you cut him off with a kiss to the cheek, he looked like he might pass out. “Oh um thank you,” he mumbled happily.

 You giggled and grabbed a chocolate chip cookie from the pastry display and scribbled on the napkin you wrapped it in. “I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon Evan Hansen, here’s my number and a cookie that’s almost as sweet as you!” You promised, he smiled and wipped his palms on his legs before taking the cookie. 

 "Thank you, I’ll text you about it when I get home!“ He chimed and stumbled through the small store to the exit, the grin painted across his face never faltering once. You closed up shop quickly at the end of your shift, ready to check your phone and pick up an outfit for your date tomorrow, your smile matched that of the boy who left here less than an hour ago.

You're Obsessed with Heathers [RFA + V & Saeran]

AN: If you haven’t heard of Heathers: the movie is on Hulu (Netflix too, I think) and the soundtrack is on Spotify! It is rated R and has a lot of swearing and murder/suicide so keep that in mind ^-^ there’s a musical too but I’m not sure where to find it

▪yessss MC!!!!
▪loves it because finally you’re into a musical that he hasn’t starred in
▪will duet Dead Girl Walking & Seventeen with you all the time
▪matching Veronica & JD Halloween costumes are a must
▪for your birthday he takes you to go see the musical ahhh
▪he’s interested in JD’s character but will make sure to remind you that even though y'all dress up together, he can seperate reality from fiction & will never ever treat you like JD does to Veronica

Jaehee *Heathers spoilers*
▪okay…remember that role Zen played a while back?
▪the one where he played the deranged psychopath and did a phenomenal job?
▪imagine him playing JD!
*heavy breathing* I would explode asdfghjkl
▪just like JD did xD

▪heck yeah boi
▪aBsOlUtElY requests that Zen at least reenacts some of the lines from it
▪would cry tears of joy
▪her favorite part of the movie is the ending because heck yeah Veronica you go girl
▪not a fan of how vulgar it is and doesn’t really care for the murder aspect, but she does like the depth to the characters
▪loves JD’s line: “chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling”

▪if you’ve introduced him to it….rip
▪comes up with conspiracy theories for each of the characters
▪quotes it constantly
▪"We must pray the other members of the RFA know the name of that righteous dude who can solve their problems: it’s Jesus Christ, and he’s in the book"
▪buys ya matching merch
▪he also has matching cosplays, but he only dresses as Veronica and Heather Chandler

▪okay but did his mom give him permission to watch an R rated movie?
yoosung it’s not even that horror-y stop making excuses
▪does not like JD one bit
▪horrified at his behaivor towards Veronica near the end of the movie
▪"and you…like him, MC?“
▪does not say a word after that but treats you suspiciously sweet afterwards

▪"well f*** me gently with a chainsaw” is now his new favorite saying
▪he actually kind of likes it
▪it’s a new tradition between the two of you to watch it every Friday night

Jumin & V (because this scenerio works for both)
▪he won’t tell you this but…
▪it’s not his thing
▪the whole murdering kids & abusive relationships aspect just really makes him uncomfortable
▪He will always listen to you talk about it though! He knows enough to indulge you in conversation
▪if you really want, he’ll take you to go see it bc precious bean

Is that accent fake?//Norman Reedus

Info: y/n gets fed up with lack of quality time with her best friend, Norman, due to fans. She goes out for a drink and finds the company of another man but when Norman finds her, he isn’t happy.

Warnings: swearing, smut

Originally posted by normanreeduslovely

“Norman! Stop, don’t!” y/n screamed.

Norman held y/n by her waist and threatened to throw her in the lake. She held onto him for dear life, not wanting to be thrown. It didn’t help that she was fully clothed in jeans and a white shirt. It’d be heavy and see through, luckily if she was thrown in, she had a spare hoodie that was dry and on land. 

Then he did it, she was in the water. She came up for breath and Norman laughed looking at her. So gorgeous, even when her hair was wet and her face in a pout. So called angry at Norman but both knew she couldn’t stay long at him mad. 

Both had feelings for each other, but both were good at hiding them. Norman feared rejection, he had only loved once before and we see how that went. Y/n on the other hand just feared rejection. Rejection from Norman, and ruining their friendship of almost a decade. 

“I hate you” She exclaimed and crossed her arms over her chest.

“I’ll join you then” Norman said with a smile.

He removed his jacket and then his shirt. It wasn’t the first time she saw him like this but it was still great to see. He then took off his pants and jumped right over her head. The splash ricocheted onto her and she had to brush the excess water from her face, once again. 

“You are so horrible” She laughed.

He smirked at her comment but it turned into a smile getting to see her face so happy.

“I know” He replied.

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anonymous asked:

hc: ryers being adorable and mike just realizing what he could've had :(

rip @ mike </3

send in some prompts, bbs!

“They’re at it again.”

Mike looked up from the screen of the Dig Dug game he’d been absorbed in, blinking at the girl next to him. “…what?”

“Will and Richie,” Max snorted, tucking her hair behind her ear. “They’re doing their couple shit. Again.”


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anonymous asked:

what scene do you think armie gives his best performance. And what scene do you think timmy gives his best performance?

This is the least fair question possible and so I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to answer it. Caution: More spoilers and long winded explanations below.

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rain baths (m)

genre: fluff / implied smut

characters: polyamorous!yoonkook don’t give me that look

word count: 3630

a/n: anyways some trashy 6am conversations with @kingdomjeon resulted in this messy chaotic drabble turned scenario of all my fantasies pieced together :,) I may or may not write a full 10k fic for this bc I know that I can and I probably will… anyways, enjoy!

warnings: mild swearing, some mxm action (hinted only) also people got naked so I rated it M ;)

Originally posted by hideeyoshi

Showers are nice. They are fragrant and clean and undeniably soothing, washing away all forms of soot and soil and weariness after a long, arduous day. Showers are bubbles and warmth engulfing all inches of your skin and the sigh that slips your mouth when heat cocoons you and thin fog blurs your vision; showers consist of scents fruity and floral combined, of serenity achieved through hot water splashing and of soft bundled towels and welcoming gusts of cool, chilly air.

Showers are, indeed, very nice.

Showers accompanied by Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook, however, are nicer.

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If Storms Were People | Part 4 | Bucky Barnes x Reader

Fandom: Avengers

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Enhanced!FormerHydra!Reader

Part: 4/??

      Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5

Summary: You’re an enhanced human, formerly affiliated with Hydra, with the ability to controlelectricity. You used to hate Bucky Barnes, and he used to hate you. But now you both share an odd but fond existence, that is, until you’re called away on a dangerous emergency mission that results in bodily harm. 

Warnings: Swearing, fighting, allusions to past Hydra experiments and mistreatment, nothing out of the ordinary for Marvel related things. Fluff???

Words: 5884

A/N: Jesus christ this week has been wild I am so sorry for the delay in posting. This feels forced and moves too fast but this is the longest series by word count I’ve written so I am very new to long stories. Blah. FLuff and a bit of angst. Idk. Enjoy. 

You didn’t mind having a shadow, if you were being honest. It was kind of endearing the way he would follow you around the compound. If you were sitting the common space, it wouldn’t be long before he joined you, if you were in the kitchen making dinner, he’d suddenly find himself starving, if you were training, he would hold the door open for you as he walked up at the same time. It made you feel safer. You had always been vocal about your distaste of reporters, so when he put himself in-between them and you, it warmed your heart. Somehow, looking up at him when he caught your arm while the escaped convict was in your grasp, a sense of calmness washed over you when your eyes found his.

             Safety was a foreign feeling to you. Before you joined Hydra, your parents were political, to the point of where it got them killed for their vocal outrage. After you signed yourself over to the organization that specialized in death with the promise of peace, you found yourself as the person who took other’s safety away, the complex idea of security was something you found extremely hard to reconcile with. When you first joined the Avengers, you slept with one open, ready for the other members to turn around and betray you. But it never happened. Soon Natasha and Clint took you under their wing and taught you that you could bring good to the world, and you were fast and close friends. But there was still the lingering unease in the back of your mind for everyone you met and spoke with. Everyone joked that the entire team would fight for the seat at the table with the best view of the entire room because the need to servail the entire situation was so engrained in all of you from the life of fighting.

             But here you were, your back to the door as you sat and coexisted with a one James Buchanan Barnes. You could feel his eyes on you periodically, lingering on your form for a bit too long before returning to the television. It was a wonder, to watch him become comfortable with you, enough to even joke, and what you swore was flirt, with you.

             “Jesus Christ, turn this show off.” You say to the man to your right after you can’t take the main character’s annoying antics any longer while you scrolled through your favorite website.

             “No need to use my full name.” He said as he turned his head to look at you, an amused look on his face, though he didn’t make a move to change the channel. You roll your eyes, no doubt he picked that joke up from Tony.

             “Fine, I’ll do it myself.” You snap, reaching for the remote only to have him snatch it away when your fingers are inches from it. “Excuse me. Hand it over.”

             “You’re excused, and no.” Moving the remote to the hand that was father away from you.

             Shutting your laptop, you shot up and stood in front of him, one hand on your hip and the other outstretched, palm open.

             “Hand it over.” You try your best to sound intimidating, but you couldn’t help but be amused at the situation.

             “No,” He repeated, shaking his head.

             “James Buchanan Barnes!” You begin to raise your voice, but a laugh breaks it. “I swear I’ll zap you.”

             “Do your worst.” He laughed back, a wonderful sound that rang in your ears and stirred a fondness that reminded you of your favorite song.

             The commotion had drawn the attention of your friends, specifically Natasha and Steve, who were located a room over. They both shared grave looks when they heard you yell the metal-armed man’s name, though the seriousness turned to confusion as they heard your giggle lilt through the air. Getting up, they peaked around the corner of the room and found you half on top of Bucky, fighting to reach the remote. Meanwhile he was pushing you back with his knee and left arm as he turned the volume on the TV louder to annoy you.

             After pulling away from the doorframe, the two friends shared another confused look.

             “Well, that’s interesting.” Natasha said with a frown, though she was happy to see the two of you getting along.

             “Very interesting.” Steve nodded in agreement.

             After finally wrestling the remote away from him, you plopped back down next to him, though closer this time, with an exaggerated sigh.

             “Now that that is over, we can watch something actually good.” You say as you turn on your favorite movie. He scoffed in reply, shaking his head, though you didn’t miss the long look he gave you as you went to one of the many streaming apps Tony subscribed to and found the one that had said film. You knew he saw the dark circles under your eyes again. While the nightmares weren’t as frequent, especially when you were wearing his shirt, they still came. The last night’s one was an especially bad one, you blamed in on a particular navy blue shirt being in the wash.

             Putting on your favorite movie, you leaned back into the plush couch and propped your feet up, your right bicep ever so slightly brushing against his left as you wiggled further into the cushion. You talked along with the movie, saying your favorite lines with dramatic hand gestures and attempted to lower your voice to match the male character.  But the only thing you succeeded in was giggling too much for your words to be understandable and making Bucky shake his head and roll his eyes, though you could see the amusement twinkle in his blue irises. About half way through the movie you felt your limbs start to weigh you down like rocks and your eyelids kept shutting no matter how hard you tried to keep them open. Finally, you gave into the exhaustion and you felt your head roll to the side, hitting something hard and metal but you were too far gone into your slumber to pay it much mind.

             Bucky stopped himself from jumping when he felt your head hit his arm. He looked down at you, marveling the way your eyelashes brushed your cheeks and the peaceful look on your face. He watched you for a few moments longer before he turned his attention back to the television in case you woke up. The last thing he needed was for you to think he was a creep because he was watching you sleep. It wasn’t long before he too started to drift off to sleep, his head heavy and he found him resting it on yours. He idly thought about what the team would think should they find the two of them there like this, but he too was too far gone to pay it much mind.

             “Steve, Natasha.” Tony whisper yelled as he peaked his head out of the TV room.

             “We know, and if you wake them, I swear to god I’ll kill you.” Natasha was by his side in an instant, hand clamped over his mouth and dragging him away, Steve not far behind.

             “Please at least tell me you took pictures.” Tony asked with a grin after she removed her hand as they got out of year shot.

             “Are you kidding?” Natasha started, sly smirks running across both yours and Bucky’s best friends faces.

             “Of course,” Steve finished.

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Ok Thai-BL drama rant time...

I have seen some people say that make it right, waterboyy the series or 2moons are “too gay” for having more than one non-hetero couple….especially since all of these are bl dramas produced for basically fujoshis….but from the perspective of someone who has seen nothing but het-couples on tv I don’t give a shit who it is made for??? Like give me all the series with more that one non-het couple per season??????

Make it Right the Series is amazing and has two beautiful main storylines:

TeeFuse: Them having sex while Fuse is drunk and him then slowly realising he likes Tee even though he has a girlfriend. And Tee just simply accepting his feelings for Fuse from the first moment and never presuring Fuse and being friends with him even if it hurts his own feelings. Their storyline is focused on Fuse dealing with his feelings for his girlfriend (who may or may not have cheated on him…) and Tee and it is a genuinely relatable story.

FrameBook: Now these two are basically openly bisexual (it’s just that nobody ever asked….) and they have both already had sex with other partners before meeting. They both have their baggage, especially Book who had a particularly bad experience with his first boyfriend whom he completely instinctively submitted to. But Frame has also had his fair share of bad relationships with partners cheating on him and making him ultimately not believe that relationships work out. Now they fall in love reaaally fast and until the shit with Book’s sex tape (his ex is a real shit like???) everything was cute and lovely buuuut ultimately Tern came back (Book’s ex) so Book falls back into submitting to him and let’s Tern touch him even though he forbids Frame the same thing (touching as in….like holding hands and like hand on shoulder stuff). Frame sees this as another betrayal and seems to now fall back into his old habits of sleeping around.
Now this is a really interesting storyline and idk why so many people don’t understand it??? I guess most people just want cute bl fluff without a message behind it….

Jesus christ that was long…..but tbh Make it right might just be my favorite thai series ever just from the main stories (apart from maybe lovesick and hormones)

Now I saw a lot of criticism on 2 Moons the Series for refusing to cast actual gay men in the roles and I understand that….idk why they did that maybe it was for marketing
But anyway it’s also a very cute series and I honestly just fell in love with P'Kitty…. (Yes I know not much but tbh just watch it it’s cute af)

Now…Waterboyy…….soo…I expected to be confused since the movie was just very confusing…..but well…they changed things up a bit, there is now a bigger storyline focused around the club getting disbanded and the storyline around Waii and his dad is also bigger. Also Apo is just…..I love Apo???? And then there are new characters like Fah and Pan whom I thought would be the hets of the show but guess what??????? PAN IS ACTUALLY LESBIAN HURRAY!!! (a lesbian in a bl drama whuaaaat??? Amazing rare unicorn) she also gets a very cute girlfriend and is very good friends with Fah ^^
The hets of the show are actually also very nice to watch even though it is a stereotypical storyline…but the guy is genuinly nice and the girl likes cats soo….there are a lot of cat scenes (I actually forgot the characters names….great)

Soo yeah from my perspective as a pan-pal I very much enjoy representation even though it is made for thirsty cis-het girls with a bl fetish…..

(Also Thai dramas have good Trans-representation most of the time!! Like the one instructor in 2moons is a really cute trans girl and in mir there is christina)

anonymous asked:

I really hope we get to see more of the Host tbh. Like, he's my favorite ego (including him as the Author) but we got so little about him, like even in Markiplier Tv he just says one thing and that's it and jesus christ Mark needs to give him more screentime

oh definitely! that boy deserves more screen time. hell, i’d even settle for an hour long video of him just eating cereal 💛

anonymous asked:

Oh my god, remus lupin trying to be a ~bad boy~ (like sirius) because that's what he thinks you're into Does he have a bad boy / mean streak in him after all?

  • Jesus fucking Christ that boy would do anything if he thought that it would get your attention
  • and when you made an offhanded comment about being so in love with the bad boy lead singer of your favorite band (my money is on The Clash) Remus couldn’t help but think that he would never get you
  • but Sirius Orion Black is good at two things: being a bad boy™ and budding into people’s business
  • so he started giving Remus tips, even going as far as to lend him his leather jacket (charmed to fit his taller, broader body perfectly)
  • and he’d try being more aloof, with a white t-shirt, jeans and the leather jacket
  • he honestly looked like a greaser (holy hell, forgive me for putting that thought into your brain)
  • Remus tried really, really hard to act the part but it just wasn’t in him
  • and even though you enjoyed the look, you couldn’t help but miss the Remus that would smile at you softly, and hold your hands in his because they always got too cold in potions 
  • and when you were feeling like absolute shite, you didn’t hesitate to go to Remus like you normally would, even if you were scared that it would be annoying to him now that he seemed like he had better things to do
  • after you had your cry, and you were wrapped in Remus’ arms, you sniffed and pulled away, laughing slightly
  • “Sorry, I’m sure this doesn’t really fit with your new look.”
  • Remus just furrowed his brows, confused as to why you looked shifty and uncomfortable
  • this was seemingly the type of guy you wanted, right?
  • “you know,” you started, clearing your throat and looking down to your shoes, “I don’t really know why you decided to change your look, Moony; but I hope you know that you can still be yourself”
  • and Remus didn’t know if his heart swelled or shattered in that moment, as he looked at what he now knew was the most perfect person ever
  • “Guess I’m not really good at the bad boy type, eh?”
  • you laughed and looked up at him, smiling softly
  • “I think I prefer the real Remus, to be honest”
  • he simply pulled you to his chest, kissing the top of your head affectionately 
  • “good, because I do too.”
  • “although… you may want to keep the jacket. you look hot in it”

Midnight Mischief with Kay!!

FILL OUT THE STATS: repost, don’t reblog.
(As helpfully completed by loving older brothers Hanzo and Jesse. While talking about himself is normally Genji’s favorite pastime, he is currently far too busy eating junk food and embarrassing his fiance.)

FULL NAME: Shimada Genjamin Leeroy
NICKNAMES: Genji, Suzume/Sparrow, ugly baby bird, Jesus Fucking Christ Shimada
AGE: Physical: 36; Mental: either 6 or 13, depending on the day
BIRTHDAY: whenever he hasn’t gotten presents in a while
PLACE OF BIRTH: Hanamura, Kantō Prefecture, Japan
OCCUPATION: professional Vocaloid groupie, formerly a secret member of Jackass
LANGUAGES: Japanese, English, early 2000s 1337 speak


HAIR COLOR: who the actual fuck even knows? Spin the wheel, flip a coin, toss a dart
HEIGHT: definitely an inch shorter than his brother
NOTABLE FEATURES: Can run DOOM, glows in the dark, enhanced agility allowing him to stick his nose in others’ business or his foot in his mouth at inhuman speeds


FEARS: responsibility, Angela introducing paid DLCs instead of upgrades to his Xbox body, having to actually consider all the possible repercussions of an action before committing to it


GENERAL IMPRESSION: A hyperactive first-grader and the dumbest and horniest 13-year-old you ever met stuffed inside a pressure cooker


LIKES: Anime, robots, nattō for fuck’s sake, hitting on anything that moves, 1v6-ing the enemy team, healing
DISLIKES: The Payload

this jesse lacey shit really makes me reconsider everything about brand new. i’ve always vaguely known jesse was a shitty person from like, every story i️ have heard regarding anyone interacting with him over the course of the last 18 years, but it has changed everything about their music for me. even in an almost objective way.

all the songs he writes about how he’s going to hell and how he’s a shitty person are just .. i️ feel like i️ understand it so much. and like, i️ can no longer relate to their music anymore. because when he’s talking about being a shitty person and struggling with that through 5 albums and 18 years of music, he isn’t just like “i can be a dick sometimes.” he knows he’s a fucking vile person.

in a weird way i️ almost appreciate the music more because of that. not like i’m defending him at ALL, just like.. everything makes so much sense lol. all of his music is him dealing with the fact that he’s a pos human being. and i️ mean i️ guess that could have always inferred, but now it’s just.. very different bc the extent to which he’s been awful has been lengthened so, so much. he’s not just dealing with being a dick sometimes, but an actual awful person. who has committed crimes and seriously hurt other people.

it just changes absolutely everything. in the boy who blocked his own shot he calls himself vile and talks about how he’s hurting whomever he’s with. he says “i️ hope as time goes you can forget.” in tommy gun he describes himself as “all you’ve ever wanted / what the other boys all promised” in such a cocky way. i️ can just see the attitude in relation to him being a pedophile now and coercing underage girls. obviously jesus is about depression, but his focus on him going to hell and being afraid of the afterlife just seems.. a lot more melancholy now. because you know why he knows he’s going to hell. in jaws theme swimming he talks about how as he grows up, he doesn’t really learn anything and just keeps taking and taking even though he knows it’s hurting the people around him. i️ could go on and on about every song because i️ really see this reflected so often now. in everything. in all the songs i’ve listened to since i️ was 14. jesus christ

specifically though, sic transit and me vs. maradonna vs. elvis have been absolutely and completely transformed into just.. horrific songs. sic transit makes me feel almost empathetic and wonder if somebody hurt him in a way that he’s hurt all of these other people, and if that’s the source of his issues (obviously not an excuse, but it’s something to think about in trying to understand everything that’s happening). or if it’s just a manifestation of his guilt and how he knows he makes others feel. sic transit was a favorite song of mine because i️ just related to it so much because of personal experiences, and now knowing it could’ve been written as an outlet for a pedophillic manipulator’s absolutely guilt disgusts me. fuck

and yes. maradonna vs. elvis. @franksiero was just talking the other day about how that song creeped her out, even tho jesse said it was “just a story” or some shit. now we know it’s real. fuck. it is real. one of my favorite albums in the world has a song about a pedohpile coercing some girl on it. jesus christ.

brand new has been such an important part of my music for so long, and i️ don’t know how to handle any of this. fuck. i️t changes the meaning of every line of every song


part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5 (you are here), part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, based on @skygemspeaks‘s prompt 

jesus christ it’s only been like 12 hours since the last one what am i doing with my life

Tetsurou has never exactly been one for rules, especially where Kenma is involved. That’s why he’s not surprised when, even though since he’s the captain it technically shouldn’t be happening, he finds himself with a favorite among the first years.

Lev is… a lot. He’s loud and all over the place on his best day, and he has a lot to learn about volleyball as well as tact (and yes, Tetsurou is aware of the irony of him thinking that thought, thanks). But he’s a lot smarter than the rest of the team gives him credit for.

One instance in particular proves this and cements him in as Tetsurou’s favorite.

It’s not as though Tetsurou isn’t used to dealing with Kenma-centered conflict on the team, especially after last year. He handles it as well as he’s able, explaining the situation to Nekomata and wheedling Kenma into presenting the note from his therapist that proves that no, he actually can’t force himself to practice sometimes without seriously messing himself up for hours if not days after the fact.

Nekomata doesn’t mind, he’s willing to leave it to Tetsurou and Kenma’s discretion since he knows that, “lazy” though Kenma may be, he doesn’t actually skip practice for the sake of skipping. The rest of their teammates aren’t always so understanding, at least at first. This seems to be the case with some of the first years, too.

Kenma isn’t at practice today; he hadn’t even come to school. When Tetsurou dropped by this morning to pick him up, it proved to be a red day, one of the more severe ones he’s had this year. Days like this, even Tetsurou isn’t welcome. He doesn’t take it personally anymore, just makes sure to check in throughout the day and drop by after school in case things change.

“I just don’t really think it’s fair to you spikers,” Shibayama says from across the gym. “Your setter randomly skips out on practice and no one is there to help you improve.”

It’s a reasonable enough concern, at least. They’re sweet kids, the first years. It’s not that they dislike Kenma the way the third years last year did; they just don’t really have a clue how someone like Kenma can be a starting player. Since they don’t know the whole story, Tetsurou can’t blame them.

“It’s a little annoying, but we need the practice with our recieves anyway so it doesn’t matter if our setter is a little lazy.” Inuoka laughs a bit, tossing a few volleyballs into the cart.

“If you say so.” Shibayama chuckles along with him (Inuoka has a fairly contagious laugh, to be fair), but Lev just blinks at his teammates in confusion.

“What do you mean, lazy? Kenma-san isn’t lazy at all!”

Shibayama and Inuoka look at him oddly, and Tetsurou stops what he’s doing to listen a little more intently. Lev never seemed like the sharpest kid, but maybe he hasn’t been giving credit where credit is due.

Inuoka is the first to respond. “How do you figure? He’s a nice guy, but he’s always on his phone or playing games. Sometimes he even leaves practice early for it.”

Lev cocks his head, presumably thinking, before turning to Tetsurou. “Captain! Doesn’t Kenma-san have anxiety?”

Tetsurou raises an eyebrow. “Yeah, why?”

He’d feel guilty for joining the conversation, but it’s not like Kenma’s anxiety is a secret. Besides, Lev figured it out first.

“Is that why he’s not here today?” There’s nothing behind the question but curiosity and concern.

“Yeah, it is.” Tetsurou is impressed, and the other two first years look like they’ve had a revelation, which is good. “That a problem?”

“Nope! Just wanted to know.” Lev smiles brightly and turns back to his friends. “See? He’s not lazy at all! He just has anxiety.”

The other two almost trip over themselves asking how Lev knew so much, since it’s fairly common knowledge that Kenma doesn’t really like him (not true, he just can’t always tolerate how loud Lev is).

“Oh, my dad has pretty bad anxiety too.” Lev throws the last few volleyballs into the crate before grabbing a broom. Then, suddenly, he spins around toward Tetsurou. “Captain! I have a question.”

Tetsurou looks up from his “on my way home” text to Kenma. “Yeah?”

“My uncle has to pick me up today, but he’s not on my contact list. Is that okay?”

“I mean… doesn’t he come pick you up most days anyway?” Tetsurou frowns in confusion.

Lev waves his hands quickly. “No, not that uncle! See, my dads are with Alisa at a competition in New York right now, and Uncle Yura had a last minute photoshoot so my Uncle Beka has to come get me but there was only room for three emergency contacts on the form so he’s not there and I don’t want that to be a problem since my dads are busy and can’t pick up the phone.”

Tetsurou blinks and takes a second to decipher the rambling, then belts out a laugh. “Yeah, that’s fine. It’s after hours anyway, so you don’t need to be signed out. That’s only during school, Lev.”

“Oh!” Lev looks surprised for a moment, then beams. “Thanks for telling me!”

“You’re hopeless, kid.” Tetsurou picks up another broom and gets off the bleachers. “Come on, back to work, you three. I’ll help out since I need to get going too.”

The three of them work in silence for a while, cleaning the floors and folding up the net. Then Shibayama pipes up. “Is your uncle a photographer, Lev?”

Lev laughs, and Tetsurou laughs with him. He’s seen Lev’s uncle, and there’s no way he’s the photographer.

“No, he’s a model. Uncle Yuri is too prickly to be a very good photographer. I think I have a magazine with one of his spreads in it if you want to see.” At his friends’ excited nods, he finishes his section of the floor and trots over to his backpack.

Tetsurou can’t blame the first years for their curiosity. For as talkative as Lev is, none of them know much about him besides that he came from private school and is adopted. The three of them finish the floor by the time Lev comes back, holding a rolled up magazine.

“It’s last month’s!” he says proudly, flipping through it until he finds the page he wants and yep, there’s his uncle. Tetsurou can recognize him from the many, many times he’s picked Lev up from practice.

“Lev,” Inuoka says with wide eyes, “Can you flip to the cover?”

The boy cocks his head in confusion, but does as he’s asked. The word VOGUE is printed in big, bold letters across the top. “Why, do you like that actress or something?”

Tetsurou laughs and pats Lev on the shoulder. “You’re so oblivious, it’s adorable.”

Shibayama and Inuoka gape at the cover with jaws dropped. Tetsurou isn’t really surprised, though; he’s seen this guy before in person, on a regular basis, and he’s definitely Vogue material. They excuse themselves to the locker rooms to change, looking star struck. Lev is about to follow when his name is called out.

“Lev.” That’s a new voice that Tetsurou’s never heard before. He turns and sees a small man, about Kenma’s height. “Aren’t you changed yet?”

Lev turns and absolutely beams at the man. “Sorry! I was helping clean up. Just a few minutes, Uncle Beka!”

He disappears into the changing rooms, leaving Tetsurou alone with his uncle. The man is dressed warmly, to keep out the springtime chill.

Tetsurou holds out his hand cheerfully. “It’s nice to meet you! I’m Kuroo Tetsurou, team captain.”

“Otabek Altin– er, Altin Otabek.” He shakes Tetsurou’s hand.

Ah, a foreigner, Tetsurou thinks. He’s not particularly surprised; Lev’s family seems to be made up entirely of foreigners.

“I want to thank you,” Otabek says suddenly. “For helping Lev. There’s only so much help he can get with volleyball in a family of figure skaters. And.. thank you for being kind to him. We worry about him, after his experience in middle school.”

Tetsurou blinks in shock, not really sure how to handle this. “Of course. He’s a sweet kid, and he has a lot of raw talent. His enthusiasm helps the team a lot, too.”

Was that good adulting? He’s fairly sure that was good adulting. But what does Otabek mean, “after his experience in middle school?” Luckily, Lev picks that moment to bound out of the locker room with his duffel bag.

“Uncle Beka, did you bring the things?”

Otabek nods. “Your dad sent them, they just came in today.”

He reaches into his pocket and hands Lev two small objects, only to be attacked with a sudden bear hug. “Thank you!”

He doesn’t seem to notice or care about his uncle’s awkwardness and Tetsurou has to remind himself to adult and that when adulting, laughing like an idiot is generally frowned upon.

Then Lev spins toward him and presses the objects into Tetsurou’s hands. “For Kenma-san! Since he can’t play his game during matches, I asked my dad last week to find something that might help him.”

Tetsurou blinks in shock and looks down at the two objects in his hands. “Fidget cubes?”

“Yeah!” Lev points at them. “See, there’s a joystick side and a side with buttons and there’s one for each hand so he can pretend he’s playing games when he’s not on the court or when he’s in class or something! I thought it might make him feel better when he can’t play his games for real.”

Lev figured out Kenma’s anxiety a while ago, Tetsurou realizes. He wouldn’t have been able to get these so quickly otherwise, especially since his parents are in America. He’s been planning this.

He thanks Lev and his uncle profusely before heading over to Kenma’s house. This time he’s allowed in, and Kenma clings to him, using Tetsurou to ground him. He’s said before that his therapist calls Tetsurou his “anchor,” and while he doesn’t really understand, Tetsurou is more than happy to be whatever Kenma needs him to be.

Which is why, when he sees the grateful, vulnerable look on his boyfriend’s face when Tetsurou gives him the present and explains its purpose, Lev cements his spot as Tetsurou’s favorite first year.

anonymous asked:

Jesus Christ I would love to request so much fluff from you because your my favorite writer ever, but I'll start whit cuddling headcanons for mtmte brainstorm, perceptor and nightbeat (i love the nerds)

Aaaa thank you!! 

Brainstorm MTMTE

He loves cuddling with you, even if it’s awkward with the size difference. He prefers using his mass-displaced form to cuddle, but that’s still a bit rough so he’s willing to use his holoform too

Once he’s switched to his holoform, one of his favorite things to do is go completely limp in your arms and make you carry him to the bed.
“Aww come on I carry you around all the time, my legs aren’t working it’s time you carried me” 

If you haven’t already dropped him (he’ll lay on the floor until you move him, he’s that stubborn) and make it to the bed, then he’s a giant cuddle bug. He likes to be the big spoon, but he doesn’t mind being the little spoon either. It’s also worth noting that if he falls asleep as the big spoon, he’ll end up wrapping his arms and legs around you until he wakes up (good luck getting up if you get too hot or have to pee). Also he snores be ready for that 

Perceptor MTMTE

He rarely initiates cuddles, but he does enjoy them. He might be slightly irritated if you try to cuddle during work hours, but after that he’s more than happy to indulge you. He’s a bit stiff (especially in his holorform) at first, but once he relaxes he’s actually quite nice to curl up with 

He never wants to be the little spoon though, you don’t really know why. If you ask him up front he’ll agree to it, but you know he prefers being the big spoon 

He doesn’t snore or click in his sleep, so you don’t mind when he falls asleep with his head in the crook of your neck. He does, however, occasionally talk in his sleep. It’s usually incoherent mumbles, but one time you tried asking him a question and his reply was a muffled ‘love you too’. He denies that it happened, but he knows he probably did say that 

Nightbeat MTMTE

He’s fine with cuddling pretty much anywhere, as long the two of you are alone. He reeaally prefers using his mass-displaced form though, even if it’s kinda hard to lay against he’ll be stubborn about it. “You can just strap some pillows around yourself!” “Then I’m cuddling pillows, not you!” 

There have been many times during cuddle sessions where he’ll bolt up right and start babbling about a possible solution to something you didn’t know. He always talks like you know exactly what he’s talking about, and only really explains it later. Kind of a mood killer but you’re used to it 

When he’s fully focused on actually laying with you, he actually prefers being the little spoon. He likes the warm, safe feeling of having his s/o wrapped around him. He’ll never say that out loud (at least directly), but he thinks about it. If he falls asleep though, be prepared because he talks in his sleep all the time. He laughed when you brought it up the next morning, simply shrugging and saying he forgot to mention that bit