hope he will laugh more like this

Kraglin having a crush on you would include :

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-Him giggling and laughing so much when you’d spend your time with him that he realizes how much he wants to be with you

-Him nervously laughing and getting flustered whenever you’d both meet gaze as he thinks you were about to check him out just as he was about to

-Him blushing yet getting excited whenever you’d ask him if he’d like to listen to music with you while offering him an earbud

-Him liking to steal glances at you whenever you’d change or tie up your hair, as he really just enjoys looking at you

-Him being speechless when you’d change completely and take charge of things whenever the ship needs to be fixed or the crew is misbehaving, as it truly gives him other ideas

-Him having to calm himself down whenever he finds out you’re both being paired up for the puppy pile, only to end up being so shy about it that he makes the moment awkward until you’d break him out of his shell

-Him going out of his way to hang out with you when you’d all visit a new planet as he loves how excited you are when you discover new things

-Yondu and the other crew members constantly egging him on about being obvious and always trying to let you know, making him fight his way to shut them up

-Him not knowing what to do whenever you’d tale care of him, whether it be from placing his hair back, wiping his mouth when he gets food stuck or arranging the collar to his jacket

-Him having drunkenly admitted to everyone on the ship that he has a crush on you, making them laugh and come up with ways to get you both together

anonymous asked:

Lana better not ruin LFL by adding g-easy. he is so fucking wack.

I hope she doesn’t either.. like just please no. I literally saw a comment on Instagram about how Lana is added even more collabs to the album and they said she should just call the album “Lana and Friends” at this point and I had to laugh

Confession Of A Hobbit

Originally posted by netflixruinedmylifeimagines

Requested by @nobodys-baby-now . I am so so sorry that this went up so late. I hope you enjoy it.

Ever since Bilbo laid eyes on you, he knew you were the one. When the dwarves arrived at his home in Bag-End, and you came piling in like the rest of them, he didn’t seem to be as hostile towards you as he did the others. A simple misunderstanding led him to love you even more, and you him.

Bilbo watched as you were laughing and carrying on with Fili and Kili. They seemed to flirt with you from time to time, and he became jealous. What he didn’t realize was, you were only friends with the dwarves. There was no spark there at all; just friendship.

After endless teasing and taunting from the Company, Bilbo had enough. He marched straight to where you were sitting with the boys and demanded to know why they continuously flirted with you.

Bofur, from the other side of the campfire, blurted, “Oi there Bilbo, you in love with the lass?!” He chuckled.

The hobbit blushed and became even more flustered.

Fili finally understood what was going on.

  “We are not flirting with her. It’s nothing like that.”

  “You…you’re not?” Bilbo quietened down.

Kili shook his head. “Nah. Nothing like that.”

Bilbo took a long, relieved breath and turned his gaze towards you. “Y/N, would you like to take a walk with me while Bombur is preparing for supper?”

  “It would be my pleasure master Baggins.” You replied.

The Company continued to tease as you and Bilbo walked away, and he led you into a clearing in the woods nearby.

He grabbed you by the hands and looked into your eyes. “Y/N, I need to tell you something. I…I honestly don’t know how to say this. But…”

   “You love me don’t you Bilbo?” You giggled.

   “Y…Yesh.”

   “Well then, that makes two of us.”

Bilbo turned a bright shade of red. “What?”

You pecked him on the cheek lightly and smiled before walking away, leaving Bilbo to ponder what had just happened.


スタジオ生出演、羽生に聞く by hana02015

Rudimentary Japanese translation of some interesting points from Yuzu’s recent interview because it’s quite comprehensive and I’m not sure if someone’s subbing it~~ (note: my Japanese is far from perfect so corrections are welcome- this is more of the ‘gist’ of the conversation and not word for word)

  • Said his season began with injury so he was essentially starting from behind the line, but also because of the hard times, he was able to grow
  • Re: Worlds - announcer praised his perfect FS and Yuzu said it was to the point where people were asking if he failed the short on purpose to trigger his fighting spirit lol but he admits that he probably wouldn’t have skated the FS with that sort of spirit if he had done well at the short so he needs to keep improving
  • Re: WTT Yuzu said doesn’t usually get the chance to watch other people’s performances from close by. Seeing the ladies skate so cleanly, he realised that the high level of this era of competition, where even the smallest mistake will cause you to drop in the rankings. In the Mens, it’s not simply that you have to jump quads, you also can’t miss. He said that was very instructive and he learned a lot
  • Re: New Quad Era’ and the 4A. Yuzu said he’s tried it during practice in the off-season but it’s difficult – says it’s a special jump (due to the entry method) with high risk and so he has to consider risk of injuries etc. when practising it
  • TV station made a hologram/projection of Yuzu landing a 4A. Yuzu: ‘whoaa this is cool, I want to jump with it’
  • They say he has to jump 17cm higher than for the 3A. Yuzu: ‘huh, it sounds quite high but it’s…kind of really just my hair isn’t it?’ He’d also need to land 1.1m further than 3A and rotate 10% faster. Yuzu fairly unfazed: ‘Looking at it now, I feel like I…can probably jump that?’ and thanks them because he feels like he can visualise it now, thanks to the hologram lol
  • Yuzu’s old (first?) skating teacher was all like: ‘I feel like conversation about quints is coming closer’ lololol
  • Yuzu doesn’t feel particularly unnerved/scared that the sQuad are younger than him. Said he knew Shoma since very young and though Shoma is a kouhai, after fighting through the competitions together, he also sees Shoma as a nakama ( ; u ; )
  • more discourse on quads: Yuzu says what helps you land the quads is not really young age/experience but ‘sense’ for the jumps
    • The next part was hard for me to understand since I didn’t pick up on all the words but I think the gist of it is that successful jumping comes down to each individual and if you have the instinct for it, a ‘challenger’ can come from anywhere
    • 最終的はそれぞれの個人の体((退学に合わせたもの)))??? idk guys soz lmao
  • SHOWED THE QUAD LUTZ : D
  • They were like ‘can you…land the lutz in practice? should we put a circle or triangle?’ and yuzu laughed and was like ‘t-triangle….’, implying his Lutz isn’t perfect yet 
  • ‘It’s a hard jump but it’s fun! Since the season is finally over and we’re finally free from competitions, I wanted to try it.’
  • Says he’s not going to put the Lutz in the Olympic program - says having a lot of quad varieties does not mean you can win
  • they talked a bit about the 3/11 earthquake and Yuzu said bc he had the experience of losing his home-rink and still remembers the hard times that followed, he’s always quite happy and grateful to be able to practice in a rink
  • Has absolutely no plan for Pyeongchang at the moment LMAO
  • first plan for off season………wants to improve a lot of skating skills (#typical), esp 4Lz and the 3Lz because 3Lz went a bit weird (bc he’s practising 4Lz?) lmaooo
  • Goal for next season: ‘Towards perfection’ - 理想の先へ (literally: towards the ideal destination but he implies he means ‘beyond’ the ideal). He’d characterise this season (with the Loop) as a season of getting closer towards the ideal. Next season he wants to surpass the current ‘ideal’ he has. People say you shouldn’t have limits but Yuzu thinks it’s good to have limits, but if you set your own limits, you should set them higher than you’re able to achieve right now (I think? I’m not entirely confident I’m hearing it right)
Cuddling with Hvitserk would include :

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-Him acting cocky and confident as he enters your room and flirting with you as he asks about your day before reaching to wrap his arms around you

-Him trying to be sensuous and groping you all over, only to end up laughing as you’d tell him to stop it and run over to your bed

-Him quickly joining you and pinning you down and telling you that he’ll be spending the whole night with you in his arms

-Him squeezing you and keeping you still as he’d suddenly nuzzle to the crook of your neck before getting moving to your side

-Him pulling you to fit his chest and feeling your warmth and scent all over him

-Him accidentally tickling you and since keeping at it until you’d get back at him, making a mess out of your bed

-Him catching you and keeping you still, only to sometimes get hard and give you other ideas

-Him stroking your hair to show his softer side and soothe you to sleep before stealing a few kisses from you

-Him loving to wrap the both of you in countless of fur blankets and just falling asleep easier this way

-Him having the bad habit of whispering in your ear that his goodnights and that he loves you as you were about to fall asleep

Vampire Times
MBMBaM episode 348
Vampire Times

Transcript:

Griffin: I have a very related Yahoo that I'm— I would be delighted if you would all let me read.
Justin: Okay.
Griffin: It was sent in by Amelia Berger, thank you Amelia, it’s by Yahoo Answers user Dirk, and it’s a similar vein of like, “How did folks get in touch without phones,” right? But the wording of this question is… maybe the best.
Griffin: Dirk asks, “How did people know when to meet back in vampire times?”
[All three brothers laughing]
Griffin: “I know tha—”
[Brothers continue to laugh]
Griffin: “I know that they wrote more letters—”
[Laughter]
Griffin: You gotta let me get through it!
Griffin: "I know that they wrote more letters and stuff, but back in vampire times, how did you make plans with friends?”
[Brothers still laughing as he reads]
Griffin: “Did they just wait around all day and hope that they ran into each other?”
Travis: Oh god…
Justin: [Laughing]
Travis: Oh god, what is wrong with our schools?
Justin: You can make all the plans you want, the vampires are gonna ruin them. I mean you could write them a letter and it’s like “Meet me at Ye Olde Arby’s this afternoon” but a vampire is just gonna be waiting there to harangue you!

anonymous asked:

Any valentines headcanons for Victor and Yuuri? Like how they spend it together or if some fan sent anything crazy in the past (Yuuri sending Victor things every year but being too embarrassed to write his name as the sender??)

“Wait, someone actually sent you their used panties?” Yuuri has no idea what kind of a face he’s making, but he hopes it does the sheer disgust he’s feeling justice, because what is wrong with people?

Victor laughs. “On more than one occasion. Most of the time Yakov just sent them to the incinerator.” 

“’Most of the time’?”

“Don’t ask questions you don’t want answered,” Victor says, horrifyingly, then brightens. “I didn’t get to keep any of the chocolates people gave me—for safety reasons, you know—but the plushies were mine to do whatever with. I usually gave them away to sick kids.”

He remembers. It was SKATING’s December 2003 issue cover story. Victor had been in a white doctor’s jacket smiling wide while the two children he had tucked under each arm flashed peace signs. Stuffed animals were strewn across the floor around them like fallen soldiers. He’d taped it into his cubby at Ice Palace until Takeshi joked that they should beat Yuuri up so Victor would come visit him in the hospital. Yuuri seriously considered it. 

“I can’t believe you kept some of this stuff,” Yuuri marvels, holding up an actual wedding invitation. You are cordially invited to the marriage of Victor Nikiforov and Joanne Spiers…

Yuuri gently places it back into the box. Well, chucks it back in, more like.

“Oh! Let me show you my favorite one!” Victor nudges him out of the way to rummage around, eventually coming up with a little blue envelope with a sticker that’s faded with time and oddly shaped. Yuuri squints at it, trying to place it, when it hits him. He goes very, very still.

“I think I was… maybe 16 when I got this one? It was the sweetest letter I’d ever received.” Victor sighs wistfully and cradles the envelope to his chest as though it were precious, spun glass and lace, before handing it over.

If Yuuri’s hands shake a little as he undoes the katsudon sticker on the backflap and slides the piece of notebook paper out, Victor doesn’t comment on it. Instead, he notches his chin onto Yuuri’s shoulder to read it along with him.

It’s a little yellow, but the faded images of sakura still comes through behind shaky, painstaking Cyrillic penned to fill the page.  

Dear Victor,

You are the greatest skater in the whole wide world. I am a skater too but I am only 12 years old and I am still learning. I did a triple axel for the first time yesterday! I hope you are proud. Someday I would like to hold your hand and skate with you. We could do a triple axel together. Please wait for me. 

Happy Valentine’s Day!

“I wanted to write back, but they didn’t leave a name or a return address,” Victor says softly, reaching around Yuuri to brush reverent fingers over the page. “Even with the terrible translation, it was the most genuine expression of love I’d ever seen at that time. I brought that letter with me everywhere I went, hoping I might catch a glimpse of that kid in the crowd, or even on the ice. Whoever it was, I hope they continued to skate. I really would’ve liked to have skated with them.”

The boxy letters swim and blur, spreading out until they’re vague blobs, and when Yuuri blinks to clear it, the page is wet. “It wasn’t terrible.”

“Hmm?”

Turning in Victor’s arms, Yuuri beams up at him through his tears. “The translation. It wasn’t terrible. Vasiliev-sensei at Ice Palace wrote it out for me and I spent hours practice-copying it to make sure it was perfect.”

He can see the moment realization dawns, because Victor’s furrowed brow ripples and smoothes out, jaw dropping almost into Yuuri’s lap. “You—”

The world tilts dangerously and skews when he’s tackled onto his back, and Yuuri laughs up at the ceiling as Victor presses frantic kisses to his mouth, his neck, the swells of his cheeks and the sides of his nose. He shakes with a giddy sort of joy, drowning under a wave of relief nearly fifteen years in the making, and reaches up to palm Victor’s face—a little older, a little more mature, but still the greatest skater in the whole wide world who was everything to a little boy once. Even more now as a man. 

“Thank you for waiting for me,” Yuuri murmurs, then leans up and meets Victor halfway.

2

Stay  ~Jeff Atkins x Reader~

There’s something beautiful about the summer- they way it creates a new version of reality where music sounds better and happiness feels sweeter. Parties can give the same kind of feeling where nothing feels real, but all of it feels great. Well, until the next morning.

This makes an end of the summer party the pinnacle of a new reality. Inhibitions run low and everything else is on overdrive. In a week they will all be students again, studying to ensure the best future possible. But for tonight they are 60% alcohol and 40% bad decisions.

“Y/N!” Jess squeals with excitement, running towards the girl who just entered the room. She had been away visiting family abroad for the majority of the summer, and while the beaches had given a whole new meaning to the word ‘paradise’, this was where she was truly happiest.

“Jess!” she returns the enthusiasm, hugging her best friend tightly. The warm breezes that blew in through her window every morning this past summer brought her comfort, but this was home.

“I want in,” Justin grins, approaching the two and enveloping them between his arms.

“God I’ve missed you guys,” she sighs contentedly.

“You have so much third wheeling to catch up on,” Jess teases light heartedly.

Her face twists up unpleasantly at the thought. She loves both Jess and Justin dearly, but she does not love the thought of third wheeling. “With all due respect, I think I’ll pass.”

“Is that Y/N Y/L/N?!” a fourth voice enters the picture, causing the trio to part and turn towards the person walking towards them.

Jeff Atkins. Baseball star and literal ray of sunshine with the face of an angel and the body of a Greek God.

“Hey, Jeff,” she laughs, walking away from Jess and Justin to meet him halfway.

“I haven’t seen you in forever,” Jeff grins warmly, brushing her arm with his hand. It’s a sweet gesture. He’s always been so sweet.

“It’s only been like two months,” she mirrors his grin. It’s impossible not to smile back at someone who radiates warmth the way he does.

“Feels like forever though. Especially since I was used to seeing you everyday at school. You look nice by the way,” he bumps her shoulder.

“I missed you, too,” she chuckles, “I look like I always do.”

“Exactly.”

She bites her lips together before looking down shyly and letting them fall apart into a smile. Jeff Atkins was so genuinely good in a way that was uniquely him.

“Jeff!” Troy yells from the outside patio, “Beer pong, now, c’mon man!”

“Coming!” Jeff yells back to Troy, but turns back to her before walking away. “Come watch us play? You can practice cheering me on for baseball season,” his mouth twists into a smirk.

“Who says I’m gonna come to your baseball games?” She challenges playfully, using quick wit to redeem herself from the shy smile.

“Don’t break my heart, Y/N,” he pouts childishly, walking backward to join the boys for a game of beer pong but not breaking eye contact with her. He finally turns away from her to exit the house and join those outside, but not before mouthing a “pleaasssseeee” and sticking out his bottom lip.

“I’ll be there in a second!” she yells so he can hear her over the music.

His pout transforms into a grin before he disappears through the threshold, indicating that he heard her.

“So how about a double date instead of third wheeling?” Justin and Jess approach her with Justin wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh shut up,” her face heats up at the thought, “He’s a nice guy. He’s friendly with everyone.”

“Yeah, but he doesn’t flirt with everyone,” Jess interjects, crossing her arms over her chest vindictively.

“He didn’t ask me to cheer for him,” Justin fakes offense, “Honestly I’m a little hurt.”

“Fuck off, Justin,” she laughs loudly, putting her hands over her face.

“You better get out there,” Justin presses, gesturing to the sliding door, “After all, it’s mine and Jess’s two month anniversary so an intense make-out session could happen at anytime.”

“Bye!” she turns on her heels quickly, running away from her friends before they could make things awkward, or more awkward.

***
Five cups of jungle juice and two games of beer pong later she’s sitting on a folding lawn chair watching Jeff singlehandedly win a third game of beer pong since Troy had wandered off and was bothering Hannah and Clay.

After sinking another shot, Jeff notices where Troy had gone. A brief look of panic flashes across his face before he mutters a quick, “be right back!”, making a beeline for Troy. Jeff was just about as invested in Clay and Hannah as Clay was in Hannah. She wondered just how much better off the world would be if everyone had the same heart as Jeff.

“Did you save the day?” she asks upon Jeff’s return. She’s quite drunk and seeing two of everything, including two Jeffs. How wonderful would that be? A world with two Jeff Atkins. Incredible.

“I don’t know about that,” he chuckles modestly, “It’s up to Clay.”

“Meanwhile that beer run is up to you, buddy” Troy points out, his words slurring together.

“Later man,” Jeff replies, picking up a ping pong ball.

“Because you definitely need more alcohol,” she rolls her eyes at Troy, a sick feeling blossoming in her stomach.

“Don’t be a buzzkill, Y/N,” Troy retorts.

“Hey, relax,” Jeff snaps at Troy, “you’ll get your beer.”

The sick feeling in her stomach intensifies tenfold. She doesn’t want him to go, but she can’t beg him to stay. He’s not drunk, he would never jeopardize his life or anyone else’s so recklessly. But something about it still doesn’t feel right. He shouldn’t go.

She stands up, wobbling slightly. She grabs the back of her lawn chair to steady herself before heading back for the house. The twisting in her stomach is ominous in a way that refuses to be ignored.

“Where’re you going?” Jeff asks, his eyebrows knitting together.

“I need another drink,” she mumbles, brushing past him.

***
Three shots and a game of suck and blow later she’s feeling light and airy. All the anxiety from earlier has been replaced with a tingling feeling that reaches her feet. She’s quite hammered, and all the slip ups in suck and blow have her laughing and her sides aching. She’s starting to get lightheaded.

“I’m gonna go get some air,” she gasps in-between fits of laughter.

“Can you even walk?” Jess giggles.

“I’ll crawl if I have to,” she shrugs, stumbling her way out the door.

***
There’s nothing like the refreshing sensation of cool air hitting your skin after being cooped up in a house full of drunks, especially when you’re drunk yourself. The feeling of a breeze on her face is intoxicating in its own right, so she continues to walk around the outside of the house until she reaches the front.

There’s someone else at the front of the house, too. She can only see their back as they walk towards the row of cars, but she knows who it is. Suddenly she remembers why she felt the need to down three shots of vodka.

“Atkins,” she calls out, stumbling a bit as she walks forward.

He turns around at the sound of his name, smiling when he sees who it is. “Hey, you. Looks like you got that drink you wanted,” he laughs lightheartedly at her shaky balance.

“You making that beer run?” she asks, wringing her hands together nervously.

“Yeah. I’m not even a little buzzed, don’t worry,” he says soothingly.

“Stay,” she says softly.

“Huh?” he tilts his head to the side.

She continues to walk forward until she’s standing right in front of him, her weight falling to the side enough to make her falter. He reaches out to steady her, keeping a firm grasp on her side. She places her hands on his chest to steady herself before locking her eyes on his.

“Stay,” she repeats.

“Y/N, it’s okay I’m completely fine I promise. I only had two beers like two hours ago,” he assures, his voice gentle.

“I know, but it’s not like anybody needs anymore alcohol. I’m one of the more sober ones right now and that says a lot. Honestly I don’t even know how I made it out here on my own,” she sighs, “Just stay, please. ”

He looks at her softly, his eyes studying the worry etched onto her face. She feels so delicate in his grasp, like a porcelain doll that could shatter with too much pressure. He has always been enamored with her.

“Okay,” he moves his hands to hold her face, “I’ll stay.”

She lets out a heavy breath, letting her forehead rest against his chest and wrapping her arms around him. Maybe she was worrying over nothing, maybe she wasn’t, but she’s unexplainably relieved at those words.

“You gotta promise to watch me play baseball though,” he teases.

“I’ll be there every game with a sign that has your name on it,” she laughs, tilting her chin up to look at him.

“You gotta stop looking at me like that,” he shakes his head,“I might just fall in love with you.”

“Don’t get my hopes up.”

“Don’t leave for two months at a time,” he counters, grinning boyishly.

“I’d stay right here forever if I could,” she tightens her arms around him.

“I’d kiss you if you weren’t like 10 drinks deep right now,” he laughs, rubbing her back gingerly.

“Let’s go inside. I need to get sober. Right now. Immediately,” she pulls away, grabbing his hand to tow him behind her. Their laughter echoes down the empty street as they run around to the back of the house.

There’s something beautiful about the end of summer- the way things begin to feel more permanent. A simple request can change so much. All he had to do was stay. And he did.


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In which Harry and y/n are too impatient to wait until Valentines Day…

A/N: Shoutout to @stylesunchained for the title because I was seriously stumped.  Anyway, HAPPY VALENTINES DAY MY LOVELY FOLLOWERS! This is probably the filthiest thing I’ve ever written so… enjoy. 

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Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?

Warnings: slight language and some suggestive content


You walked sleepily towards the kitchen to grab a bottle of water or maybe make some coffee, you’d make up your mind when you got there. You ran your hand through your hair, tousling it further.

Yawning, you stepped into the kitchen, the tile sending a shock through you, cold against your bare feet.

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Mi Amor

 Daveed Diggs x Latina!Reader

Requested by anon: Hi. It’s the anon who asked about the Latina reader here. I was wondering if you’d do like where Daveed and the reader are really good friends but Lin knows she has a crush on him and he’s teasing her about it but daveed overhears them mention him and doesn’t understand them cause they’re talking in Spanish. He asked her about it or something and then fluff or smut! I don’t know…. Your other fics are amazing so I know this one will be to die for no matter what! Gracias!! ❤❤

Words: 3,675

Warnings: Swearing and SMUTTT. A LOT OF IT idk what else you want from me ahahaha

A/N: This was SO FUN to write but Idk I’m sorry if this was so bad lol I THINK I’VE OFFICIALLY MADE THE SINNERS CLUB LOLOL OKOKOK

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Each MBTI Type At Their Best

xNFx - Idealists

INFJ: Gives the extremely good advice that can manage to change your life or outlook on a problem. Extremely analytic and is quick to read people and their emotions and to react accordingly. Organisational skills are though the roof. Extremely charismatic and magnetic, makes everyone think about how peculiar and cool they are. Able to (to some extent) semi-accuratley play out how different choices will trigger different consequences.

ENFJ: Charisma is absurdly high, to the point were people who hate them start doubting why they are even hating. Always try to help people and (although not used much) know what to say or what to do to get people to do what they want. Always eager to give advice and guide their friends through rough environments. Becomes extremely analytical and more organises.

INFP: Filled with hope and dreams is able to illuminate and inspire many people live’s. their charisma level is off the charts and is very likely to be confused as a happy enfp. The INFP is extremely aware of his/her emotions and is surprisingly able to control them to some extent. Extremely creative, to the extent that it becomes absurd how many ideas they are able to conceive. Better organisational skills and better optimistic skills.

ENFP: Extremely excitable and funny (more than normal) makes you laugh every time he/she speaks and becomes way more thoughtful and deep when talking to other people. Also gives really good advice which may shock others. Extremely good at making other people how they could be better and is extremely optimistic. Emotionally, ENFP becomes way more stable and tolerates much more. Organisational skills go from extremely poor to average. Charisma is limitless, makes people who hate them, love them.

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HOW YOU WAKE HIM UP || RIVERDALE. SERIES

ARCHIE ANDREWS: It never took much to wake Archie up. You would wake up, his face stll nuzzled in your neck. Slowly moving away from him, he would stir in his sleep, but stay that way. You pushed the hair from his face, pressing your forehead to his. At this point, he would already be awake, but you would kiss him until he kissed you back.
“That–” Archie mutters kissing you again “Is the best way to wake up”



JUGHEAD JONES: Your eyes opened to see bright light pouring into your room. You looked over to see Jughead laying next to you, still asleep. You studiet his calm features, his mouth slightly agape as quiet snores fell from his mouth. Smiling to yourself, you ran your hands up and down his bare chest.
He groaned lowly, wrapping his arms tighter around you, nuzzling his face in your neck.
“Wake up Jugg” You cooed in his ear.
He signed slowly, a shiver going down your spine as his breath fall against your neck.
“Jughead” You said rubbing his shoulders.
“Fine” He groaned, his voice muffed against your neck.



REGGIE MANTLE: When you wake up, you typically laying on Reggie. You would lean up, smiling down at his calm sleeping face.
“Reggie” You whisper, running your fingers through his long tangled hair.
“Reggie babe, wake up” He groaned lowly, rolling over, bringing you with him.
He would pin you under him, his face nuzzled in your neck, his hair ticking your face. “Reggie let me up!” You gigled, playing with his hair.
“C'mon Hero, we need to start our day” You laughed, pushing him off of you
“Fine” He groaned against your neck




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Chasing Empty Spaces

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 3/10

Words: 21,510/100k (roughly)

Summary:

The year is 1934 and Harry Styles was to inherent the largest tobacco firm in the south. His parents have picked out the “perfect” girl for him to marry and he has the privilege of receiving the highest education possible. The problem was, Harry hadn’t realized he didn’t actually want any part of that future until he met a mechanic named, Louis Tomlinson. 

“Whoa there, Stud. Don’t want the missus to find out?”

“Not even close,” Harry laughed as he turned back to the mirror and continued to rub the irritated skin. “Got set up on a date and she’s a bit, um, different.”

“Don’t think she’ll like it much if you scrub all that off,” The other man leisurely shrugged.

As the lipstick continued to spread over his skin, Harry whined, “Seeing as how I’m supposed to be on stage soon, that’s the least of my worries.“

He gently scoffed, “Performer, huh?”

Harry glanced over and saw the man take his bandana off with a smirk. He ran the material under the running faucet and put a dollop of soap on it. Turning to face Harry, he expectantly held out the bandana.

“Take it,” He pushed the material closer to Harry. “It’ll work better than whateva you were gonna do.”

“You sure?” Harry hesitantly asked, looking between the soapy bandana and the man’s face.

He rolled his eyes and laughed, “I’d hope so since I already did it. Just take it.”

“Thanks,” Harry mumbled and he took the bandana, turning back forwards to wash off the remainder of the lipstick.

“Good luck out there,” The man drawled as he walked towards the door.

“Wait, I still have your –” Harry started, but was cut off.

“Keep it,” He looked over his shoulder at Harry and flashed him a quick smile. “Seems like you’ll need it more than me, Stud.”

Paper Hearts (Part 14)

Originally posted by tbhobi

Genre: Angst/fluff

♡ Pairing: Reader x Jungkook // Reader x Jimin

♡ Length: 5.1k

♡ Summary: It has been nearly a year since you started writing anonymous letters to Jungkook, giving him words of encouragement behind the thin mask of a paper. He never considered you as a possible suspect behind these letters, because you were nothing more than a best friend. And you couldn’t put all the blame on him either, after all, you were too afraid to confess in fear of tarnishing your precious friendship.

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Fighting For Him - Smut

Originally posted by youarealwaysfirst

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Thomas/Reader
Words: 4,571
AN: @writing-obrien wanted Thomas and I always give her what she wants. Also thanks to her for also providing me with the plot and helping me figure it out. Special shout out to @celestial-writing cause she’s my child and she’s always encouraging me. And to my GC @sincerelystiles @dylan-ohbrien @ninja-stiles @thelittlestkitsune @girlmeetsworldedits @sabrinas-wolves @mf-despair-queen @rememberstilinski and @stilinski-jpeg cause they’re always encouraging and inspiring and I love them all a lot. 

This is just a lot of smut cause I am thirsty as fuckkkkkkkkk.



The moment you laid eyes on Thomas you knew you wanted him. It was an instant attraction. You gravitated towards him before you even realized your feet were moving, the second he stepped in the room. He seemed to feel the same, his whiskey eyes following your every movement. There was only one problem. Brenda.

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(Terrible) Jacksepticeye Jokes

‘What do you call’ jokes

What do you call an Irishman who walks a lot?

JackSTEPticeye.


What do you call an Irishman that has just had a nap?

JackSLEPTiceye.


What do you call an Irishman who doesn’t believe anything? 

JackSKEPTICeye.


What do you call an Irishman who is always ready?

JackPREPticeye.


What do you call an Irishman who keeps everything secret?

JackCRYPTICeye.


What do you call an Irishman who used to sneak up on people?

JackCREPTiceye.


What do you call the gold at the end of a rainbow?

A jackpot.


‘Why’ jokes

Why does Jack like giving orders?

Because he loves being like a boss.


Why did Jacksepticeye cross the road?

He wanted to get all the way to the victory town.


Why does Jack love Wiishu?

Because she is a Signe-mon roll.


Why isn’t Jack scared of the dark?

Because he never knows when it’s dark; his hair lights up everything.


Why does Jack unlock things quickly?

Because speed is key.


Why would you find Jack asleep for seven days?

Because sleep is for the week.


Why does Jack love sewing?

Because he loves to thread the needle.


Why did Jack draw smiley faces on his car?

Because he loves happy wheels.


Why is Jack always up early?

Because he loves the top of the morning.


Jack’s Favourites

What is Jack’s favourite place?

The end of a rainbow.


What is Jack’s favourite hobby?

Dancing, because he loves to shimmy shammy.


What is Jack’s favourite way to exercise?

Jumping Jacks.


What is Jack’s favourite movie?

Jack to the Future.


What is Jack’s favourite game?

Eye spy.


What is Jack’s favourite pie?

Pewdie.


What is Jack’s favourite type of sword?

Sam-urai


Other random jokes

Does Jack care about the environment?

Probably, he’s very green.


How do you find Jack in a crowd?

Just shout ‘I have pizza and cookies’.


How else can you find Jack in a crowd?

Shout ‘pineapple doesn’t belong on pizza’.


Signe: Why have you written the same number all over every ceiling?

Jack: Because I like high fives all round.


How do you know when Jack is saying something sweet?

His mouth is moving.


What did Jack do when his colour pen ran out?

He used his head.


What did Jack get when he had food poisoning?

Sam-onella.


What does Jack use to look up words?

A septic-tionary.


What kind of phone does Jack have?

A Sam-sung.


What kind of phone does Sam have?

An eye-phone.


What did Jack do when his video glitched?

He thanked Robin for his editing skills.


How many Jacks does it take to change a lightbulb?

One - his hair does the job.


How many Wiishus does it take to change a lightbulb?

One - she can call Jack.


I know that these are all terrible jokes XD but I’m like: 

You’ll be more like:

I hope they bring you some happiness anyway ^-^ 

@therealjacksepticeye I doubt you’ll see these but if you do, I hope you enjoy them :P

Rocket having a crush on you would include :

(Woooo more prompts! Yay Rocket :3 Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

-Him always laughing genuinely whenever you’d make a witty comment, making him realize he actually likes you

-Him not minding when you’d pet him like a dog and just show your excitement over how fluffy he is, even letting you call him “cute” as much as you’d like

-Him nervously but taking all his time to explain each of his inventions whenever you’d ask him about it, only to be made fun of by the other Guardians for being so soft around you

-Him liking whenever you’d offer him help with his work, even if you’re not as good as he thought you might be, just because he likes having you around him

-Him nervously laughing and trying to reject you whenever you’d offer to hold him or let him sit on your shoulder as you’d visit a planet, only to always end up accepting because he didn’t want to pass on a opportunity to be close to you

-Him learning to appreciate your taste in music and just enjoying to spend his time sitting next you as you’d offer him an earbud to listen music with you

-Him always being jealous and extremely sarcastic whenever he sees Peter or Drax talking to you

-Him letting you take whatever you need from him and even going as far as to give it to you when you’d simply mention a small inconvenience or so

-Him having weird fights in his room with Groot, as he’d deny having feelings for you while his friend keeps being adamant about how obvious it is

-Him always protecting you from any danger and putting himself in front of you, as he wouldn’t want anything to happen to you

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How about Dragon Age 2 Companions reacting to Hawkes Mabari having a litter of pups and getting asked if they'd want one?

Aveline: She’s thrilled. “Thank you, Hawke.” she says, genuinely pleased as she holds a puppy. “I’ll take good care of them. One day, they’ll help me train guards.” She kisses the puppy. “Who’s going to grow up to chew on recruits? You are!”

Fenris: He’s not sure he should take it in, but his heart melts against his will as Hawke shoves a puppy in his arms. He stares at the pup as the pup stares at him, tail wagging and eyes wide with love. “I suppose it won’t hurt to have a guard dog.” he finally relents. “Thank you.”

Carver: He’s actually smiling. “Finally. A mabari of my own!” he declares as he lifts the puppy into his arms– the pup is already licking his face, and he grins. “Thanks, brother/sister.”

Varric: He’s not sure he can fit the dog where he’s currently living, but he’d be lying if he said that the puppy offered hasn’t already won his heart. He holds it, stroking the puppy’s head, and laughs. “This is the only time I’ll be able to hold the dog. Eventually it’ll be big enough to eat me. Oh, well, I suppose I’ll have to make do…”

Isabela: “Do dogs mind being on ships?” she asks, already cuddling the puppy as she rocks it like a baby. She kisses the pup’s head and laughs. “I hope so. After all, you’re going to be my first mate someday, right? Thanks, Hawke.”

Sebastian: He’s supremely honored as he’s offered the mabari puppy. “Mabaris choose their masters. I’m honored to be chosen by this majestic beast. May we serve the Maker together, as friends and allies.” He grins as the puppy licks his face. “Oh, now… thank you.”

Anders: “I don’t know,” he says reluctantly, “I’m really more of a cat person, and…” He stops as a puppy crawls up to his foot and reaches up, inviting him to pick the pup up. He does, and his heart melts. “I… don’t give me that look, I… oh, Maker’s breath, fine. Damn you and your puppy eyes.”

Bethany: She squeals as she holds a puppy in her arms, kissing its cute little head. “Oh, look at the precious little– do you want to be my dog? I’d love that.” She giggles. “I see I’ve made a new friend today. Thank you.”

Merrill: She squeals, excited and delighted. “Oh! A puppy? For me? Really?!” She clamps on Hawke with a hug and then hugs the puppy who’s imprinted on her. “Ma serannas, Hawke! Oh, look at them, aren’t they just the cutest thing?”

Cupcakes-5x22 fic

A/N: Y’all…I don’t even know where this came from. It’s total and complete ridiculous fluff!!!! Please enjoy!! 


Felicity rushed through the door of the bakery ten minutes before the sign said they closed, the smell of sugar and dough hitting her before she was even fully inside.

“I am definitely in the right place,” she muttered to herself as she headed straight to the counter even though her suddenly growling stomach threatened to derail her mission. Her idea to throw Oliver a surprise birthday party was a good one, of that she was certain, but actually having to plan and organize the event was something else entirely. Luckily Thea had agreed to do the heavy lifting when it came to decorations which left Felicity in charge of food.

“Hi, how can I help you?” the woman behind the counter only looked slightly perturbed at having a customer barge in so close to closing.

“I need cupcakes,” Felicity said enthusiastically, eyes scanning the display case but not seeing anything she liked.

“We can pretty much do whatever,” the woman assured her, catching on that she hadn’t spotted what she wanted.

“Like maybe something chocolate and fudgey with green frosting?” she asked with a hopeful lift of her eyebrows. “But not like grass green or mint green, more like…Green Arrow green.”

The woman laughed, pulling out a pad to write down the order, “Your little boy is into superheroes? How many dozen?”

“Oh no, I don’t…I don’t have a son, little or big.”

“Sorry! Daughter. No reason girls can’t like Green Arrow either.” she said with a grin, leaning in a little closer, “I mean…have you seen the way he fills out those leather pants?”

Felicity felt her face flush as her hands curled tight, lips pressed into a straight line, “I um…I have not noticed. Nope. Never noticed that. Is it a good fit? I mean…sorry, never mind, we were discussing cupcakes for my non existent children.” she trailed off under her breath.

The woman looked at her a little strangely but nodded, “Chocolate fudge with green frosting. Any sort of decoration?”

She was about to say no when a thought crossed her mind, “I don’t suppose you have little arrows or something do you?”

“I have just the thing.”

Felicity watched as she looked through a drawer behind her, before turning back holding a small arrow attached to a toothpick.

“It’s perfect!”

“This will be the first Green Arrow party we’ve done. I might have to take some pics and put it on our instagram. Maybe you could share your own and tag us?”

“That uh…that might not be so easy.” Felicity stammered.

“Yeah, some parents are weird about their kids pictures being put on the internet, but I figured it didn’t hurt to ask. Now how many dozen?”

“I’ll take two dozen,” she said quickly though she knew they’d never eat that many, but if there were leftovers that would not be a problem. Then a thought hit her and she sighed, “You know what, make half of those vanilla. Rene doesn’t like chocolate and Curtis will only eat the icing anyways and–”

“I thought you said you didn’t have kids.”