hi sorry its been a while


WELL. I found this to be a particularly odd request in comparison to the others, but it was very amusing nonetheless. I went ahead and had a little fun with this one and took off his helmet too! (Sorry dude. Your cover’s blown now 👀)

My other edits:
Takumi | Berkut | Shigure | Ryoma | Spring Xander | Arvis | Inigo | Klein

anonymous asked:

hi um.. ive been thinking about going back into the closet for a little while now.. im kind of out like. im out to my dad and people at school but i just keep having thoughts to go back into the closet and use my birth name and wrong pronouns.. i kinda know why i feel like i want to but im still really confused. i think its bc no one respects my gender anyways so like.. whats the point of being out and going by what i want and hh.. i dont know.. sorry to bother you

Things like this never bother us! Honestly, I went through the exact same thing, even after being fully out. It seemed easier just to let everyone assume they know me better than myself and hide and be unhappy. I personally advise against it as it can do more harm than good, but if you aren’t ready to come out or feel unsafe it’s okay. Do whatever you feel most comfortable with, as long as you aren’t hurting yourself doing it. If you do continue to come out though, you will have to push through others lack of acceptance and be persistent.

- Chris

I know everyone’s always talking about Bucky having a mass freak out when he finds out all the dumb shit Steve’s been doing while he was gone but at the same time I feel like the next time Steve jumps out of a plane with no parachute every single other avenger is gonna freak out while Bucky’s just standing there like


Lunafreya Nox Fleuret ; The Passing of the Oracle

Sleepy, Needy, Greedy (M)

⤞ When a simple case of morning wood proves to be much more difficult to get rid of than anticipated!


Pairing: Jackson x reader

Genre: just plain smut, you have been warned!

Word count: 4.7k

Warnings: rated M, graphic sexual descriptions

A/N: okay wow this took me FOREVER to finish but here it is, at last! I hope you’ll enjoy reading it as much as i did writing it ;)

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Assassin!Harry (Part 1)

Harry is a trained, experienced assassin hired to kill Y/N but ends up, to his horror, starting to fall for her. 


He may be human, but he operates like a machine: identify target, plan, stalk, kill, collect cash, repeat. What one may consider sociopathic or psychopathic personality traits, Harry considers a blessing. After all, it is his lack of regard for human emotions and his own conscience that has made his career possible. The only proof he has that he is not, in fact, heartless is when he feels his pulse throbbing in his neck as he sprints between alleyways, hops fences, climbs walls, desperately trying to escape any chance of pursuit after the murder is done. Although pursuit is something with which Harry has become unfamiliar; he dealt with it in his career’s infancy, but as he has grown so have his skills. His eye for quick, accessible escape routes has grown keener, his aim tighter, and his remorse…well, nonexistent. He works alone, and he prefers it this way, but his work is so precise that many law enforcement officials cannot accept the possibility of the unidentified murderer being just a “murderer” instead of “murderers.” He’s lost track of how many kills he has made, yet, amazingly, he has yet to be caught or even identified. Nobody has ever suspected him of anything due to his brilliant planning, charming exterior, and cunning way with words; he comes off as a sweet, regular guy. All of this, coupled with the fact that he truly is heartless in the figurative sense of the word, makes Harry Styles the most successful, feared assassin on the planet. He never gets off track, never gets caught, and–most importantly–never misses. So, when he woke up and saw the folded yellow envelope lying on the floor under the windowsill of his first-floor, high-class apartment, it was just a normal day for Harry. He receives one to two requests every month, and as screwed up as it is, he can’t help but feel a rush of excitement whenever he wakes up to an envelope lying crisp and unopened on his tiled floor.

Harry picked up the folder, heavy with cash, and opened it to reveal 5 crisp stacks of 100 $100 bills each. Assassinations don’t come cheap, and Harry prioritizes the higher-paying customers. In other words, the sooner you want someone dead, the more money you should be willing to shell out. $50,000 isn’t much compared to most of his other offers, but because Harry wasn’t planning any other kills, he decided to go about prioritizing the operation. He flipped through the information, identifying the twenty year old college student that he was supposed to kill. He laid out the three included photographs of the girl and identified her address on a map. He read through her daily schedule, put together by the unnamed person who had hired him, and went about identifying the lowest-risk time to pursue and kill her. He ventured into the depths of his expansive closet, retrieving the black duffel bag that contained his gloves, his attire, his shoes, his ammunition, and his small, silver handgun as well as his perfectly sharpened steel knife. He never uses both the gun and the knife in one killing; he just likes the option. He grabbed the roll of heavy duty black tape from the bag and went about taping the bottoms of his shoes so that the patterns they would normally leave behind were masked. He put the bag by his front door and went about his day, eagerly anticipating nightfall.

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i drew this thinking i could play with expressions.. only to realise.. no.. not really.. and then i got really disappointed with myself and started doubting how i draw Rhys and well.. how i draw.. -side eyes- 

Tim Lawrence and Rhys©Borderlands
-disappointeeeeeed- ©me


Okay but consider: Other than his lady who is the person who is closest to cat son? I’m just saying if anyone of going to get a purr out of the boy (assuming he can purr) I don’t think its going to be Marinette for a while.

smuglyotaku  asked:

I'm confused as to the Mitch eating disorder thing. He doesn't seem to care much about his appearance and there really wasn't any implications until now? Has that been a thing and I just missed it?

kinda disappointed that more ppl didnt pick up on it, but yep!

maybe i should have added more hints idk!

as for caring about his appearance - he’s still a very emotionally conflicted teenage boy so while he’s probably not going to out-rightly say he hates how he looks (yet..) but it does slip out occasionally

i like subtly tho!! when it’s really obvious and in your face it’s less believable, imo!

anonymous asked:

Did Mattie ever have... The b r o w s

can: luckily i’ve been spared of that fate.

imagine a scenario where Todoroki isn’t completely passed out from Bakugou’s attack, where he’s still awake–but just barely. He can see Bakugou’s blurry figure stomp over to him through the clouds of dust, screaming. And suddenly, he’s being lifted by his shirt.

Imagine Bakugou lifts Todoroki to yell at him, screams at him–how DARE he do this? How DARE that two-faced bastard do this to him, a win like this means NOTHING. It’s worse than losing, because he didn’t win at all, it’s nothing but a hollow shell of a victory, only won because his opponent refused to go all out on him. 

this isn’t what Bakugou wanted. This isn’t what he wanted at all. he wanted to prove himself, to defeat Two-Face with his own power, with his own skill, not–not this. Not a victory where fucking Two-Face just…. gives up. Refused to fight him. Didn’t see him as worthy to fight…

Wasn’t he strong enough? What the fuck. Why. Why couldn’t Todoroki just fight him all out, use his goddamn flames like he did with Deku, always Deku, why not him, goddammit, why, why, why

Todoroki squints through the dust, trying to focus on the face in front of him. His eyes widen–it’s Bakugou, of course it is, who else yells like him? But it’s not the yelling that’s a surprise, it’s the expression. Bakugou’s face is screwed up, red and angry… and his cheeks are wet with tears.

He’s sobbing

Bakugou continues to rant and yell at Todoroki, but it all sounds like white noise. All he can see are the tears running down Bakugou’s face, the quivering lips, the shaking eyebrows that are tilted together in an arc that looks less like anger, and more like desperate frustration. 

Some of the tears fall on Todoroki’s chest. He doesn’t notice. 

“ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME, YOU BASTARD?!” Bakugou shrieks, voice cracking in the middle, shaking Todoroki from his thoughts both literally and physically. Bakugou is huffing and crying and glaring wet red eyes at him, waiting for an answer.

Todoroki feels something heavy in his chest. he’s not sure what it is. He’s just so full of confusing emotions–after his fight with Midoriya, after forgetting for just those few moments, after using his fire side for the first time, after remembering why he wanted to become a hero in the first place… after everything

It’s been an emotionally exhausting day. He’s confused. Conflicted. He doesn’t really know what to do.

He’s never been very good at understanding others. Apparently he was never very good at understanding himself, either. At least until someone made him remember. Until Midoriya made him remember. 

But right now, Bakugou is right here, right in his face, sobbing, and Todoroki feels like he owes him an answer. He’s not sure what to say.

What would a hero do?

Todoroki locks tired eyes with Bakugou. He tenses, baring his teeth.

Todoroki parts his lips.

“Are you alri…”

The words never get out, as a sweet smelling mist drapes over them like a soft blanket. Within seconds, Bakugou’s grip on Todoroki’s shirt loosens and both boys collapse, out cold. 


The next time Todoroki sees Bakugou, he’s chained against a pillar, raging like a madman, howling as loudly as he can with a muzzle strapped to his face, and glaring daggers at anything and everything. 

There are no tears to be found.

Did he imagine it? Todoroki looks down at his palm and curls his fingers.

He’s still confused. Still conflicted. All Might helped him a little… he just needed time to sort things out. Needed time to look at himself… remember why he wanted to be a hero. He… he needed to see his mother again. 

(When was the last time he had a hug?)

(… When was the last time he hugged her?)

When All Might turns to Bakugou and removes the muzzle, Todoroki watches quietly from the corner of his eye. 

Bakugou rages. He yells. He screams and shouts and refuses the medal All Might so valiantly tries to hang around his neck, fighting against it like a man fighting a noose.


The medal is hangs in between clenched teeth, and Todoroki decides that no, he didn’t imagine it. Even if he didn’t quiet understand, still doesn’t, those tears were real. He looks down at his clenched fist. 

I’m sorry, Bakugou. He thinks. 

There isn’t anything he can do here. He couldn’t give Bakugou the fight he wanted. He…

Todoroki looked up at the sky.

He’s going to see his mother tomorrow. 

(so i wanted to write a scenario where Todoroki actually saw Bakugou crying before Midnight’s made him pass out, and it kinda became this, oops)

listen,,, if you leave six ninja on a flying boat for long enough they will come up with their own memes and inside jokes

  • “kai would hit on a sexy lamp”
    • one time lloyd dressed an actual lamp in a dress with a mini skirt and kai was so sleep deprived that he hit on it
  • when anyone does anything bad, they go sit in the corner of shame. theres a sign
  • saying lloyd is twelve no matter how old he gets
    • kai: sorry lloyd you cant come fight with us youre like twelve
      lloyd: im sixteen
    • jay: sorry lloyd you cant come clubbing with us you’re like twelve
      lloyd: ?? im twenty??
    • zane: i shouldnt use such big words, lloyd is only twelve
  • mix and matching parts of old uniforms and excusing it with “its called fashion”
  • making up parts that zane needs to keep up to date
    • nya: zane, is your thermalhydrothingabob functioning smoothly?
    • cole: zane’s been pretty slow lately, maybe his popcornjpgwhatsit is broken
    • lloyd: zane! better make sure your chickentron is updated!
  • stacking things on wu’s hat while he’s asleep. cole and nya are tied at 8
  • “morro made me do it”
    • this one is lloyd only and its definitely a coping mechanism so leave him be
      • lloyd: *breaks something* morro made me do it
      • kai: who ate the last cookie?
        lloyd: morro made me do it
      • jay: you look like you havent slept??
        lloyd: morro made me do it
    • pls go get therapy lloyd
  • green ninja competitions similar to the ones in season 1 where they decide who gets to be the green ninja. lloyd is the judge
  • if someone (usually jay or lloyd) starts a disney or dreamworks song, everyone has to join in
    • wu once walked in on lloyd and kai singing “the plagues” from prince of egypt with absolutely no context, and walked right back out
  • exaggerated non swearing around lloyd
  • *someone finds out a new piece of information” wonder what else sensei hasnt told us
  • their pizza order changes every night and its always terrible
    • “yo can i get a hawaiian pizza with pineapple and sardines, deliver to the destinys bounty”
    • “yah id like a none pizza with left beef deliver to the destinys bounty”
    • “can i have one slice of pizza, but, like, with every topping you have on it. deliver to the destinys bounty”
  • “alright im gonna go to the store”
    “only bad things happen when we split up”
  • “whats the weirdest place you can find lloyd asleep” competitions. dareth is the judge. its been weeks and lloyd has no idea
  • they copy old memes too
    • kai: im going to taco bell you want anything
      lloyd: i want my dad back
      kai: yah i got like 12 dollars
    • nya: jay was found dead in miami
      cole: is he okay
      nya: he’s alright but he’s dead
    • jay: remember to drink your respect women juice guys!
  • “the singles club” thats permanently occupied by lloyd and cole, and the others have all been part of it at some point. they have meetings.
  • “how dare you break color coordination” when anyone wears anything other than their usual color
  • “well, we kept kai”
    • variants include “well, we kept lloyd” and “well i kept all of you” (said by wu, once, and the others were in shock for ten minutes and then laughed for five minutes straight)
  • regarding nya as the best thing since sliced bread