how i stare at cute people

Daiya no Ace Act II comicbook Vol.7

 - includes ch56 - 64

- cover: Shirasu

- Additional page at the end of ch60: Miyuki batting + Furuya & Eijun adorably staring at each other

Close-up (because this panel is so cute):

- Bonus manga featuring Chris at the university + Miyuki & Sawamura consulting each other how to reply to Chris’ question:

Daiya no Ace #6 “First Impression

Team-mate: What? Really!?

Team-mate: You’re the same age?

Team-mate: So you are a player!?

Chris: I’m 18.

Team-mate: I definitely thought you’re older than 20!! You’re too calm [for your age]!!

Team-mate: I used the honorific language to you since I thought you’re the coach!!

Team-mate: Really, *how many times have you lived before!? [*common joke in Japan you say to people who are very mature for their young age as if they are living their life for the second/third/fourth time.]

Later in the evening…

Daiya no Ace #7 “A question from Senpai

Eijun: Miyuki-senpai, look at this!! I’ve got a LINE message from Chris-senpai!
Miyuki: Hm? You’ve got that, too?
Eijun: Eh? You, too!?

Chris’ LINE message to Eijun: Sawamura, please answer honestly. How old do I look? Btw, I don’t need any jokes right now.

Chris’ email to Miyuki: Do I really look that old? My senpai use the honorific language to me… […]

Eijun: Seems like something happened to him…?
Miyuki: What are you going to reply?
Eijun: What should I reply?

Miyuki: Maybe something like “You are so calm, that’s why you don’t look like a child”?
Eijun: That sounds nice!
Miyuki: What about your reply?
Eijun: Mmmmm, maybe something like “You look 5 years younger with your hair down”?
Miyuki: Yes, that’s it!
Eijun: Yes, this is it!


- Breaking News: Miyuki is confirmed to be a flip phone user (while Eijun, Chris and probably everyone else are smartphone users.)

- Chris-senpai sent an email to Miyuki while he contacted Eijun via LINE. This means that Miyuki does not have a LINE account. Someone give miyuki a fucking smartphone and teach him how to use LINE omg he’s the captain of the seidou baseball club after all. Seriously, how can he not have a LINE account xD

Let Me Love You

Originally posted by dean-winchester-crush

Let Me Love You by evansrogerskitten

Dean x Reader 

Reader is getting over a bad breakup and ready for a rebound hook up. Thankfully she meets a gorgeous green-eyed stranger who is down for a night of bliss.

Warnings: This is pure Smut. NSFW, Explicit, hook up sex, fingering, oral, anal play, language, alcohol. So basically my usual. | WC: 3183 | On AO3

A/N: This is for @luci-in-trenchcoats‘s 2K Follower Challenge, and an addition to my album challenge for @mrs-squirrel-chester‘s Album Fanfic Challenge. 


I met Sam when he came to the university library one afternoon. He was sweet, funny, and a little nerdy. It seemed like I never met nice guys anymore. And after my disaster of a relationship and subsequent nasty breakup, it was nice to be interested in someone again.

“So you’ve been in Amherst for a few days?” I asked, shuffling through discarded books on the table.

Sam studied the maps in front of us for a moment, before he focused on my question. “Yeah, my brother and I are working here on a job.”

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Jimin + #1, #33 - Drabble Game

My first drabble request! I hope you enjoy anon! (((: 

 Jimin: 

 1. “Shut up or I’ll bite.” 

33. “Fuck that was hot.” 

Originally posted by jimiyoong

 You watched the boys backs disappear out of the door before closing your eyes, inhaling sharply. Your stomach hurt from laughing so much with all of them and now you and Jimin lay in the aftermath of your quick get together. You had no clue why Jimin decided to stay instead of joining the rest of the boys. Maybe he was just bored enough to hang out with his only friend that is a girl. You turned to gaze at Jimin as he began to speak through the lengthy silence. 

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Goodbye Mr. English Guy (Newt Scamander X Reader)

Requested: Yes

@fangirl4mbct: Hi can you do a Newt X Reader where the reader is a muggle (her and newt are in love) and she and Jacob get their memories taken but they still become friends and open the bakery together a few days later Queeny, Tina and Newt walk in and see them smiling and the reader looks at the three before looking back at Jacob with a knowing smile and she says something like “finally you guys come in here how long has it been since we’ve last seen you” and it’s all cute and fluffy?

Word Count: 974

A/N: Yay, I finally wrote something! I’m sorry for the long wait, I just never found the time to sit my butt down and write a full paragraph, hehe.
I changed the plot a tiny bit but I hope that’s alright! I’m sorry if this sucks!

*****

They all stared teary-eyed as Jacob walked away, not looking back. People passed, drenched from head to toe, their memories fading away.
The four people still sheltered from the rain, remained unnoticed. Millions of tiny water crystals fell onto the streets, the patter of the heavy droplets soothing and welcoming.

You knew it was your turn to step out and return to your normal life, you knew that it was the right thing to do. But your heart fought against you, not daring to move into the rain as if it were boiling acid. Acid that would strip away who you now were.

A gentle squeeze brought you back from your thoughts, you hadn’t realized that you were holding Newt’s hand.

“(Y/N), I…I can’t lose you,” Newt says, holding back tears that were threatening to fall. He had to be strong, for your sake. “We can make this work! You can climb into my case and I can take you to England and we can start a new life there without fear of being hunted by the ministry because they accept relationships with muggles and-”

He was stumbling over his words, something he did when he was extremely nervous. Oh, the things you already knew about the man and what he knew about you - and you had literally met over twenty-four hours ago! It was love at first sight, it was fate and now, it was being ripped apart.

You place your shaking hand on to Newt’s face and shake your head sadly.

“You know that’s risky Newt, I can’t have you get into any more trouble.”

“But-” he protests, desperately holding you closer.

“It’s…it’s alright, love. Jacob was right, I was never supposed to know any of this, it’s for…the best.”

He looks at you with sad but understanding eyes. A tear trickles slowly down his cheek.

“I love you.” he whispers.

“I love you too,” you say gently, tears also streaming down your face. You stand on your tiptoes and press your lips to his, savouring the feeling or his full lips against yours. You both tasted tears.
When you pulled away your body screamed for his touch, screamed to stay with him, but you fought against it, you had to.

You step back, face the streets and take a deep breath.

“Don’t worry, we’ll find her again,” Tina says gently to Newt. “We’ll find both of them, after all, they were friends before this whole thing.”

“But how will she remember?”

You smile sadly and turn your head ever so slightly and say, “I’m the same person, and I’ll find you attractive as soon as I see you. And if that doesn’t do anything helpful, grab me and kiss me, I won’t be complaining. Then…just be you, the one I fell in love with. Goodbye Mr. English Guy.”

With that, you step out into the rain and close your eyes. After a few seconds your head snaps up and you groan, quickly walking home.

“What kind of idiot am I for not bringing an umbrella?!” you scold yourself, bringing your hand up to rub your eyes with frustration.
Wait, had you been crying? You shake your head and tell yourself that it was just the rain.
“Damn the rain.” you mutter rather loudly before scurrying off.

“Damn the rain.” Newt repeats, watching you from a distance, hidden in the shadows.

*****

“Okay, tell me again. You’re saying that someone just gave you a bunch of silver eggs to fund for this bakery?” you ask Jacob with bulging eyes and a smile as you stand with him behind the counter, serving eager customers from left and right.

“Yep, crazy isn’t it?” he replies laughing.

“Where’d you get your ideas from, Mr. Kowalski?” a woman with a smiling face asks, admiring the baked goods.

“I don’t know! I don’t know…They just come.”

Suddenly the bell on the door jingles and three people walk in. However one, in particular, catches your eye.

“Hullo,” Newt says, walking up to the counter where you and Jacob stood. Your eyes never left the handsome man’s face. Wait, did he just flicker his eyes towards you too? You didn’t know why but he seemed awfully familiar…

“Hello, there mister! How can I help you today?…” Jacob’s voice trails off as he sees a pretty blonde haired girl walk up beside the man you had eyes for.

“Oh, I can’t take this anymore.” the one with dark hair yells. “Do something!”

Newt blinks a couple times and swoops in and kisses you on the lips, taking you completely off guard.

Everyone stares at him in shock.

When he pulled away, he shrunk back, as if he expected you to slap him or anything. To be completely honest, you enjoyed it, a lot and you weren’t going to complain. But suddenly with a pang in your chest, it all came rushing back. A flood of memories filled you with warmth a and you ran around the counter and jumped into Newt’s arms, startling him this time.

“Oh Newt, I’ve missed you!” you say, hugging him tightly and burying yourself into him.

Jacob seems to snap out of the whole memory loss thing too and says with a knowing smile, “Finally, you guys showed up! How long has it been since we’ve last seen you?”

But you barely heard him, the sound of his voice being drowned out and overpowered by Newt’s presence. All you wanted to feel, hear and see was Newt, and all he wanted was you.

“So it wasn’t goodbye after all.” Newt murmurs into your ear, gripping you tightly as if you would slip out of his reach again.

“Yeah, although it was fun saying ‘Goodbye Mr. English Guy’.” you reply with a laugh.

He rolls his eyes and presses his lips to yours once more.

anyway so @dadvans heard me foolishly say the words “dog groomer AU” so for my sins


  • Makka on Pearl is the most exclusive shop for grooming dogs in Portland like you walk past it and you lose $50 from your purse just by being blessed to see such beautiful dogs
  • Victor grooms for all the dogs in serious competition, like, Johnny Weir and Tara Lipinski are like You can tell when Victor Nikiforov shaped a poodle!!!!
  • Vicchan’s is in a kind of shitty place in St John’s, but word is your dog walks out ten years younger and more well behaved and also it is the only place to get Phichit Pieces, which may actually be crack cocaine for dogs 
    • someone accidentally ate a Phichit Piece for a human cookie and ever since then a small, half-ashamed crowd of people actually buy them for themselves because they’re human safe and also super tasty what the fuck
  • Yuri walks past Makka on Pearl every few weeks when he’s taking Vicchan on the bus because Vicchan is actually his anxiety dog
    • everything’s so shiny. and glossy. and professional
    • Yuri has a shitty blow dryer and a third hand stand that a German Shepherd tried to eat
    • Sometimes he see the van and is super envious. Mobile Makka on Pearl: Fetching Grooming for You 
  • he wants to get Vicchan groomed there but he’s always wearing walking clothes and Victor is always wearing a perfect apron and perfect shirts rolled up his perfect forearms, and Makkachin is always there with perfect curls and a bowtie on his collar 
    • Vicchan eats bows
      • sigh, thinks Yuri
      • who is that cute boy with that cute toy poodle with the cute teddy bear cut, thinks Victor, what a pair of adorable cuties, I want to kiss them both
        • not in the same way
  • Victor does free grooming for shelters (not just dog shelters, but grooming for like, low income people and homeless people with dogs) and stuff every month, which is how they actually eventually meet beyond Yuri’s fervid dreams
    • GROOMING BENEFIT FOR THE OREGON HUMANE SOCIETY!!!! say the flier. With Makka on Pearl and Vicchan’s!!!!!! Also Yurio!!! on Cats Grooming, and the creator of Phichit Pieces!!!!
    • Phichit what the fuck, says Yuri, staring bleakly at the posters
      • shhhhh think of the foster puppies, says Phichit, also I changed your shirt size on your registration
        • to an xl? says yuri
        • to an XXS replies Phichit, you’re welcome
        • yuri is going to die
    • Victor walks in and the cute boy with the cute toy poodle is dressed in a tight hot pink t-shirt and skinny jeans and cooing at a bichon
      • Victor has definitely suddenly found religion and it’s called The Cutest Boy in the World has the World’s Cutest Butt, I’d Like to Thank God and Also Jesus, but Especially This Boy’s Mother
      • also what the fuck his apron says Vicchan’s wait THAT’S Vicchan’s owner? holy fuck they did someone’s Westie for them and it was perfect 
      • welp. Victor will have to marry him so they don’t compete for customers
  • and they all live happily ever after
    • except Victor “accidentally” shrinks all of Yuri’s L shirts and replaces them with XS copies and shrinks all his jeans into skinnies
Bestfriend Trouble (2/2) | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: Hi everyone! Here’s part 2 of Bestfriend Trouble! A lot of things are going to happen for this one. I hope you guys like this! Warning: This might be too cheesy for other people, especially near the end. HAHAHA. Enjoy!

Request: Can u do a imagine where Zach takes you to the dance and y'all do cute things like slow dance and all that.. and u can end it how u like it.

—–

“Will you go with me, as my date, to the winter formal?” Zach finally asks after 10 minutes of clearing his throat, coughing and stalling. I laugh at him in response.

“Yeah, duh. Who else will I go with? You’re obliged to ask me since I’m your best friend.” I answer and he stares at me for a while with a confused look on his face.

“Well with that kind of reasoning, I should be asking Justin to the dance too since he’s also my bestfriend.” he mumbles under his breath but loud enough for me to hear while rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, Zach? I don’t get why you’re acting so odd for the past couple of days.” I reply as I lean back on my chair and cross my arms in front of my chest. He turns to face me and lets out a deep sigh.

“Look, I’m not asking you to the dance because I have to or because it’s my responsibility as your best friend.” he begins, adding finger quotations as he says the words “best friend”.

“I’m asking you to the dance because I genuinely want to go with you, Y/N. No one else, just you. Only you.” he continues and I give him a small smile.

“Alright, fine, okay, I’ll go to the dance with you. It’s not like I had a choice anyway.” I answer and he groans in frustration.

“Please don’t say yes because you don’t have a choice. Please don’t say yes if you feel like you’re just doing me a favor.” he says as he rubs the sides of his temples. I raise an eyebrow at him and shake my head before speaking.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry, yes, I will go to the winter formal with you Mr. Zachary Dempsey. It will be my absolute pleasure to be your date.” I finally say and he lifts up his head to face me. There was a certain sparkle in his eyes, like he was ecstatic that I agreed to go with him to the dance.

The rest of Zach and I’s time in Monet’s was nothing out of the ordinary. After the whole conversation about the dance, we just got on with typical best friend stuff. He got us more food - celebratory pastries as Zach liked to call them - and he dropped me home after that.

There were only a few days left until the winter formal and I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t excited for it. If I’m being completely honest, I was excited to go to the dance and I was hoping - even to the point of praying - for Zach to ask me to be his date. However, I didn’t want to let anyone know just in case everything goes to hell. I didn’t want to expect anything because expectations lead you to disappointments. Fortunately, it looks like the stars have aligned and the Gods have listened to my prayers because so far, everything’s going great.

—–

The night of the winter formal

Getting ready for a school dance is the most tedious task there is. You need the perfect dress and the right hairstyle to go with that dress. Not to mention your shoes also need to be flawless.

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lacyazlin  asked:

.. how? I am staring at this broken up skeleton.. he's got a hole in his head, his mouth looks sewn.. he seems to waddle about, and yet he's.. cute? like.. wtf. What sort of witchcraft is this?

YOU’RE JUST AS CONFUSED AS I AM AND IT’S GREAT TO HAVE SOMEONE WHO UNDERSTANDS ME AHAAHH *HUG* 

When I first started drawing him I gave him this face-

-but people still found him cute.

He just looks delicious to me.

Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard: The Sexuality Crisis

Magnus had never been attracted to boys before, only girls. He could appreciate the aesthetic of them, but never before had he wanted to date one. He was as straight as a rod-always had been, and always will be.

So it wasn’t gay of him to think Alex was cute. She was cute on both her female days and male days. It wasn’t gay at all.

Right?

Or: Magnus has a crisis over whether liking Alex is gay or not and everyone else is facepalming at him.

Read it on AO3 and FanFiction

Magnus was straight.

Sure, he had that period of time where he had questioned his sexuality after learning that heterosexuality wasn’t the only one, but everyone went through that. And by the time it was over, he had decided that he was nothing other than straight. The thought of being anything else never crossed his mind again.

But just because Magnus was straight didn’t mean he couldn’t appreciate the aesthetic of other guys from time to time. He wasn’t blind, he could tell whether people were attractive or not. And sometimes, those guys were pretty nice to look at for a moment or two longer than necessary. But he never once felt the desire to do anything romantic with them, because he wasn’t attracted to guys. It was as simple as that.

“See something ya like?”

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With All My Heart - Part 5

Word Count: 2267

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol use 

A/N: Unbeta’d. All mistakes are mine. This isn’t really up to my typical standards. My writing is kinda sucking, especially lately. I dunno, guys.  

Again, tags are closed for this series but you are welcome to turn on post notifications or follow my writing blog @torn-and-frayed-writes for updates.

Feedback and constructive criticism always welcome

With All My Heart Masterlist


“So how do you wanna do this?” Jensen and you were currently sitting in the airport trying to figure out how best to go about bringing your relationship public. He knew you had reservations about it, you’d discussed them at length with him, but you knew it couldn’t stay a secret forever. You didn’t want it to be a secret. He assured you he didn’t have the same swarms of media attention that a lot of celebrities had. He kept his life private, and he’d certainly demonstrated that. He never had paparazzi following him around since you’d been together.

“What are the options?”

“Well, we could just wait until JIB and I could talk about you, bring you out on stage if you’re comfortable.” Jensen said. “Or we could take a picture together, post it and then explain more at the con. Then it’s not a huge surprise.”

“I kinda like option B.” You decided. “Plus, some of the people who follow you have probably seen me in pictures from San Jac’s Facebook and Instagram so maybe that’ll help? I don’t know. I’m so nervous.” You started ringing your hands together, forcing Jensen to grab them and pull them apart.

“It’s gonna be fine, Y/N.” He tried to reassure you, running one hand through your hair. “For every one person who says mean things about you another 10 or more are gonna stick up for you, including me.” You cast your eyes downward, staring at the floor and shifting your feet. “That’s not all that’s bothering you, is it?”

“No.” You whispered. “We’ve only really known each other a few weeks…I just…what if…”

“Stop talking.” Jensen leaned in and kissed you, smiling as he shut you up.

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anonymous asked:

Yow! A scenario where Akashi, Midorima, Aomine, Kise and Murasakibara's s/o is the captain of the cheerleading squad, and for some reason, their practice was held in the same gym where the basketball club is practicing. How will the boys react when other players started to check her out, hot on her or voice out pervy thoughts? Thanks!

Hope you enjoy!

- Kru


Kise Ryouta - The moment Kise saw all of those eyes on you, uttering disgusting things and pleasing themselves over you, he ran to the other side of the gym and picked you up, making all of your fellow cheerleaders gasp and chatter.

“______, I don’t like it when you’re in here. Everyone keeps staring at you,” Kise admitted, his cheeks red and filled with air.

“But Ryouta, we have a number to pract-”

“I don’t care!” he childishly refused and carried you out of the gym, glaring at the basketball players who were staring at you earlier.

Midorima Shintaro - Midorima made his way through the crowd of dazed basketball players to see what all the fuss was about. His eyes immediately widened when he saw you on the other side of the gym, leading the cheerleaders on one of their numbers. Everything seemed fine, except for the fact that there were so many boys gawking at you in your short outfit.

Midorima turned around to face them all, turning as red as a beet. “Do you all have nothing better to do?! Do you mind being labeled as perverts?! Do you have no shame?!”

The basketball players were shocked at Midorima’s tone.

“Get back to your business, now,” Midorima glared until they all turned away. Then, he stole a few glances himself.

Aomine Daiki - Aomine tilted his head and bit his lip when he saw you in your cute little outfit, leading the stretches on the other side of the gym. However, he wasn’t the only one who was admiring you, and Aomine could hear other basketball players uttering perverted thoughts about you. At first, Aomine was in such a daze of your beauty that the only thing he could say in response was “I know right?”

However, as soon as Aomine realized just how many people were frisky over you, he turned around and grabbed one of the players by the shirt and shoved them into the wall behind them.

“The fuck? Stop staring at _____ like she’s yours. Unless you’re trying to pick fights with me?” Aomine growled near his ear.

The boy rigorously shook his head and pleaded for Aomine to let him go.

Murasakibara Atsushi - “Damn, ______ has a really hot bod, I’d smash her,” one of the players sneered to another, causing a wave of muffled chuckles among the team.

“Yeah, I can’t really tell from afar but her a-”

The boys stopped talking after a shadow engulfed them and they looked up to see a very agitated Murasakibara towering over them, looking like he was about to turn into the Hulk. His glare bore into every single one of the basketball players who were all frozen stiff.

“Shut up. If I hear any of you talk about my ______ like that again, I’ll crush you all like ants,” he threatened, clenching his fist.

All of them immediately went back to cleaning the gym floors.

Akashi Seijuro - Akashi, arms crossed, was running out of patience as he observed all of the bothered boys in front of him who were clearly staring at his girlfriend on the other side of the gym. He felt like a vein would pop if he kept his cool for any longer, and dragged all of them outside of the gym and shoved them to the ground.

“250 push-ups,” he declared.

“Pardon?”

Akashi glared them down until they began the set, watching amusingly as their breathing got heavier and their groans got louder.

“Do any of you think you have the right to stare at _____ like that? Because if you do, then speak up. I don’t mind punishing people individually.”

Author Reveal: Part 1

Baby, Teach Me How To / FallingLikeThis (Zayniamp)

At 10 am, the door to the studio classroom shuts with a bang that makes Harry jolt in his seat at the sound of it. He turns to see an absolutely gorgeous man standing there, hand still on the doorknob. His hair falls in a windswept swoop over his brow and he’s got a sexy scruff on his cheeks that Harry immediately can’t help imagining between his thighs. The man’s eyes shine with mirth, lips quirked into a wicked grin at having gotten a reaction from nearly everyone in the room. Harry watches him with unfettered curiosity, idly thinking he’d be a beautiful subject for a portrait as the man’s hand falls from the door.

“Hello, class,” he says, clapping his hands in front of him and Harry’s eyes have a hard time staying in his head.

This is Professor Tomlinson?

Or, Louis is Harry’s art professor and they both know it’s forbidden to fall in love. Somehow, they manage to anyway.

Runner on Third / kikikryslee

The AU where Louis and Harry were best friends growing up, but lost touch after Harry moved away. Ten years later, Harry has moved back to town, but he and Louis don’t pick up where they left off.

Permanent Fixtures / thefray

Louis is different. And, if you ask Harry, every subtle change in the energy of the neighborhood can be tied back to Louis.

or, neighbors au

Home Might Be Something I Miss / curlyfries

When Louis finds an ad online for his dream job, it couldn’t have come at a better time. Stuck in his career, his ex and his city, he decides a change is what he needs. Cue London, an old school friend and of course Harry Styles. He’s refreshing, he’s gentle and he’s a bright star in an otherwise dull sky. After spending the day together touring London, Louis can’t get Harry Styles out of his mind. But maybe he isn’t meant to.

Or, an AU featuring a dog, a cat and shy smiles from an adorable pair of strangers.

Oh How I Hate This Red String of Fate / CalamityK

Harry thought being able to see people’s strings die would be the worst thing about his gift, until at twenty-two he finally met the other end of his own.
Or that soulmate AU where Harry can see the red strings of fate that tie everyone together.

Hold My Heart / Awriterwrites & phdmama

“Excuse me, mate, I’m the window seat here.” The voice was soft, apologetic, and accented in something a bit unfamiliar — northern England, maybe, Harry thought.

“Oh,” Harry jumped to his feet and moved aside, “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you standing there.”

The other man laughed as he swung a bag into the overhead compartment and slid into the seat. “You were well caught up in that book, mate. What are you reading?”

Harry paused, wondering how to explain the fact that he was reading an epic and x-rated romance that was the story of a relationship between a prince and the man he’d enslaved. “Oh, you know, just some fiction my sister recommended.” He turned to look at the man and froze.

Sitting next to him was Louis Tomlinson.

Or, the one where famous Louis Tomlinson offers his hand and a lot more to his seat mate on a transatlantic flight.

Just Hold On / louhearted

‘You found me hanging by my fingertips from your window and I don’t want to tell you I was trying to rob you, but idk how else to explain this and I don’t want to go to jail and also you’re kind of cute we should make out when I’m not clinging onto your window ledge for my life’ AU

I Can’t Stop Thinking ‘Bout You / lostboysoflondon

Harry supposes Louis’ brash personality is only reserved for people he knows well. People that aren’t Harry, because honestly, Harry hasn’t spoken more than two sentences to Louis in his life.

The thing is, Harry notices Louis far more that he would like and it’s become far too distracting.

Or, after an unfortunate amount of time, Harry’s useless staring finally pays off.

You’re My Kind of Hurricane / tomlinsoul

Harry’s worked in the bakery on Garrett Road ever since he and his best friend left the dull life of their hometown to find something exciting in London. Now, just as they’re becoming the official managers of The Bake House, there’s a new man working in the comic store across the road.

Harry’s never read a comic book in his life, but he somehow finds himself browsing various Superman cartoons, and Louis will be damned if anyone catches him eating a croissant like a pretentious dick, but soon he’s stopping by as much as possible.

(It’s not a thing, but maybe it is.)

Forever Is A Long Time, But I Wouldn’t Mind Spending It By Your Side / fabuloushazza

Maybe it was fate. Louis and Harry were meant to spend their lives with each other, regardless of what could happen. Because when you’re spending your life with the right person, you can overcome any rocky situation that life throws at you. Louis just hopes that Harry is that person.

Saved Tonight / objectlesson

Harry is the world’s most persistent seduction-baker, a questionable dog-sitter, and Louis’s biggest fan. Louis hasn’t written in years, is trying to pass loneliness off as cynicism, and absolutely hates his fans. It’s probably destiny.

À Triomphe - BTS AU

AU: Art Thief!Bangtan

Description:  You are a curator at one of the many museums in Paris, and have finally earned the bosses trust.  But after a strange meeting with a new coworker and his friends, you begin receiving messages from an unknown party.  

Part: One / Two / Three / Four / Five

Warnings: Swearing

Teasers: One / Two / Three / Four / Five / Six 

Originally posted by donewithjeon

The door slammed behind him; he dripped in sweat, finally letting go of the ten-pound vase made of meticulously crafted marble. “Were you going to fucking leave me there?”

The driver laughed, jerking the wheel as he made a swift turn. “You’re not bad for a newbie, bunny boy.” The boys surrounding the van shared a hardy laugh, patting the youngest on his back. He slouched over, begging to catch his breath as the night lights of Paris reflected through the windows.  

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BTS Reactions

BTS reacts to their gf always playing with their hands because her hands are small and soft.

Requested by @leellapie thank you so much, hope you like it!

Jin: Would watch your small hands fiddle with his fingers and he’d bring your hands up to his lips and kiss it. 

“A my hands are almost as perfect as my face ah?”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Yoongi: Would stare off into the distance, keeping his face stoic and acting as if it made no difference to him that your small fingers were dancing with his. He’d look out of the corner of his eye and when it hit him how cute it really was, his indifferent facade shattered and he clutched his chest with a wide open mouth exclaiming that it was adorable.

“Ah Jagi you’re ruining my reputation. People will think I’ve gone soft” 

(I had to use that gif again, I’m not sorry it’s so pure)

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Namjoon: Wouldn’t say anything for a while and observe your habit silently. One day when you’re looking particularly small in one of his big shirts, he can’t contain it and beams an embarrassed smile at you.

“Oh my god you’re so freaking cute, the things you do to me.” sighs 

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Hobi: Would flash you a beautiful sunshine smile and squeeze your little hand in his and do a dance to express how happy little things like that make him.

“Y/N I can’t contain this energy you give me, stop being so cute”

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Jimin: Would finally be happy he found someone with hands as small as yours and feel confident and break out some monologue in satoori then get shy and laugh behind his hand.

“Finally someone who can’t make fun of my small hands. I love how small yours are Y/N”

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Taehyung: Having very large hands, he’d wrap his hands around yours and fiddle with them as well and then tickle your sides because you’re just so cute to him.

“Ah you make me feel so big Jagi, they’re almost as small as Jimin’s.” Laughs at his own innuendo.

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Jungkook: He’d feel embarrassed because of the swelling ball of energy in his chest as he felt overwhelmed by your cuteness and think of how perfectly your hands hit in his.

“Your hands look good in mine and they feel so soft.” Reveals bunny grin as he strokes your hand.

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Hope you enjoyed this! Requests are open for more if y’all want it.

Fan account of Det Går Bra

Our translator, Anna, got a chance to see Tarjei’s play in Oslo! Her account is below the cut. We want to remind people that this play is an exaggeration of truths in the actor’s lives. Tarjei is playing a ‘douchey’ version of himself etc. We do not know the extent of the truth behind his confessions in the play.

Trigger warnings for mentions of rape, please proceed with caution. 

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Klance - soulmate au (part 2)

Author’s notes:

  • Read part 1
  • Sooo, remember how I said I was gonna write part 2 if people wanted to read more? Yeah…. I may or may not have accidently written much more than that. There will be more info below, just know that the end of this part is not the end of the whole fanfic.
  • “Bold” texts are from Keith   |    “Normal” texts are from Shiro
  • Hover over the Spanish text for translations. Additional translations below in case you’re having problems with that.

“Sooo…” Lance cleared his throat awkwardly “This is…”

“Weird?” Keith suggested. He pushed the paper cup on the table in front of him from side to side.

“Yes. Definitely weird.” Lance agreed. “I mean… not bad weird, just… unexpected weird? New weird? Totally-not-planned-like-this weird?” He bit his lower lip and tugged on the sleeves of his jacket nervously.

This wasn’t going great. They had just sat down inside the Starbucks they had met in front of and he was already making a fool of himself. This was all a bit too much for him. They had wanted to meet for a while now but surely not like this! Not completely unplanned. It had thrown Lance off track and he had no idea how to turn this around. He kept fidgeting with his sleeves and licked his lips nervously. Keith just sat there completely silent and played around with his coffee cup. Great. 5 minutes in and Lance was already less interesting to the guy than a cup of stupid coffee. He was about to start a desperate conversation about the weather when the girl behind the counter called for him to pick up his order.

“Be right back,” he mumbled before he almost sprinted off.



Keith was panicking. Hard. This was all too much and too fast. He knew that due to being his soulmate he would probably feel some kind of attraction towards Lance right from the start. But he still hadn’t been prepared for his brain’s reaction when the most beautiful boy he had ever seen started to walk towards him in front of the coffee shop. It was like his mind had put out a sign saying ‘no coherent thoughts beyond this point’ and the stuff he found himself thinking now didn’t make any sense to him at all. It was a seemingly random stream of words that didn’t fit together at all. Something like ‘pretty…soft boy…run…RUN…marry…HIDE…HIDE RIGHT NOW…eyelashes…freckles…EVACUATE THE PREMISES…’

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why you should read queens of geek by jen wilde

happy happy release day to queens of geek by jen wilde!!! (today, march 14) here are some reasons you should read it:

  • 3 main characters, 2 povs, all diverse
  • charlie is a bi, chinese protagonist who is a famous vlogger and also a rising actress after her role in this indie zombie flick
  • taylor is an autistic, fat protagonist who has severe anxiety and secretly has a crush on the third person in their trio, jamie (who is latinx)
  • they’re tagging along with charlie to supacon, which is basically comic con
  • taylor wants to meet the author of her favorite series, but the author leaves before she can
  • so she enters a contest to meet her, but her anxiety holds her back at times
  • she’s also dealing with her crush on jamie bc she’s really self-conscious of her appearance
  • charlie is dealing with her ex-boyfriend co-star who cheated on her
  • she has to do interviews and the like with him while also fending off rumors that they’re getting back together
  • charlie meets her crush, another famous (female!!) vlogger
  • and they’re really cute okay read it for the wlw
  • biphobia is addressed in this book btw!!
  • here are some quotes:
  • “What do you mean you don’t believe in bisexuals? They’re not mythical creatures,” I [Taylor] said. “They’re real people, just like you.”
    He squirmed uncomfortably, and Charlie sighed. “Reese, I’m bisexual. Do you believe in me?”
    He sat up and stared at her like he was suddenly seeing a whole different person. “You? But you’re with me.”
    “So? I’m still bi.”
  • When Reese finally said something, I wished he hadn’t. “But how could you possibly know you’re bi? Have you ever been with a girl?”
    I remember seeing frustration written all over Charlie’s face, and I spoke up. “How did you know you were straight before you were with a girl, Reese?”
  • “my anxiety is invisible to others, but often it’s the focal point of my mind.”
  • “you can’t pick and choose whose equality you support. that’s not equality.”
  • “it’s not my job to convince others of who I am. my only job is to be who I am. all i can do is find what makes me happy, and live it.”

anyways,, read this book!! there’s a chinese wlw protagonist who has dated both a guy and a girl (and doesn’t “pick a side”)!! there’s a plus-sized, autistic main character who has severe anxiety but doesn’t let it overcome her!! several fandom references!! savage comebacks!! go read queens of geek!!

anonymous asked:

(Langst) lance having freckles all across that Freckle Area atop his cheeks and nose, but lance used to get teased and bullied because of them. And now he thinks his freckles are ugly and that he has to hide them. So he's been covering them up with as many layers of foundation as he needs for them to be "erased".

Ahhhhh my poor baby 

Growing up Lance’s mom always told him how she was jealous of his freckles. She always said “hijo, I wish I had your freckles so that people would know that the stars had kissed me.” 

Lance always love his freckles. He would run up to parents and kids and say ‘Look! The stars kissed me!!’ Nobody ever said anything bad to him.

It wasn’t until middle school that people started to pick on Lance. Everyday people would pick on Lance for the smallest thing. Being the only Cuban kid in a primary white school tend to leave him the spot light for bullying.

Lance always found a way to ruin their material. They picked on Lance for his clothes, he bought new clothes. They picked on him because he was short. When he his puberty he shot up like a bean. Everything they bullied Lance for, he always found a way around it, until he couldn’t.

“Why do you have freckles?” The kid stepped closer to Lance and stared at him.

“My mom says it’s because the stars kissed me.” Lance smiled at the boy.

“That’s dumb! You’re dumb for thinking that!” The boy shoved Lance and ran away screaming ‘Freckles are Ugly!’

This went on for weeks and every time Lance would think about what his mom said. This kept him positive for the most part. Until it became too much for Lance to handle.

Lance was standing in his bathroom staring at his face in the mirror.

Ugly.

Lance scratched at his face. He didn’t want to be ugly. He wanted to be pretty just like everyone else.

Lance was 13 when he started to wear makeup.

-


Hunk knocked on the bathroom door. “Lance hurry we up, we have to go to class.”

“I’ll be right out!” Lance stared at himself in the mirror and his fingers ghostly moved from his right cheek, over his nose down to his left cheek. Disgusting. Lance grabbed his foundation and quickly applied it. He wanted them gone.

-

It was around 3am when the alarms in the castle started to blare.

“Paladins you must hurry! Zarkon is attacking! Get to your lions at once.” Alluras voice boomed over the loud speakers. Lance jumped out of his bed and put on his armor, and quickly applied a small dab of makeup on his cheeks.

The unfortunate thing about makeup is that it can be sweated off, and it was coming off fast. Lance couldn’t help it, he sweated when he was nervous, and fighting for your life is pretty nerve racking.  

After the battle was won Lance landed his lion and started to walk to the bridge to quickly brief with Allura before heading back to bed. Lance wiped his face, attempted to remove some of the sweat, he didn’t even realize the brown mark the makeup left on his armor.

Upon enter the bridge Lance noticed that everyone was already there. Allura quickly told everyone her plan to move the castle and ordered them to head back to bed. Lance was halfway to his room before he was stopped by Keith.

“Hey Lance, you did really good out there, well for the leg.” Keith said jokily.

Lance smiled at himself, after every mission they would tease each other. “You didn’t do too bad yourself mullet.”

Keith laughed and walked to Lance and joined on his walk to his room. “You have to come up with a better nickname for me. Mullet is getting old.”

Lance started to laugh but stopped when he saw Keith staring at him. “What? Do I have a mullet?” Lance reached back to feel how long his hair had gotten.

“Freckles.” Keith took a step closer to Lance and stared harder.

Lance stumbled backwards. He reached up and wiped away for foundation, he bit his lip. “Listen I grew up with that nickname, I don’t need it from you.” Lance started to walk away but Keith stopped him.

“Lance wait, I wasn’t saying it in a negative way, I just never noticed them.” Keith stared at Lances cheeks.

“Well because I don’t want people to see them.” Lance placed his free hand over his face.

Keith pulled his arm down “Why not? They’re cute, it’s like the stars kissed you.”

Lance stared at Keith for a few seconds before he broke down crying. It had been such a long time since he heard something nice about his freckles. “You don’t think that they are ugly?” Lance managed to sob out.

“What? No, no, no. Why? They’re freckles.” Keith pulled Lance in for a hug and Lance hugged him back crying even harder.

-

Lance stood in his bathroom staring at himself. His hand hovering over his foundation. Should I? Lance thought back to that night with Keith and walked out of the bathroom without the foundation. 

My poor son. Freckles are beautiful!

BTW the thing about the stars kissing you is something my best friends mom said to me and it always sticks with me. 

Thank you for this!!! <3

anonymous asked:

I loved your what kind of gf the third years would want. How about something like for our wonderful first years?

Anon said: Ooh what kind of girlfriend would that Karasuno first years want?

Coming right up my friends ヾ(。・ω・。) - Admin Hope   


Hinata Shoyo

  • Hinata would want a girlfriend that can get just as easily excited as he does, he wants someone who can get excited about random things with him
  • Definitely a happy go lucky type, that is super supportive of the things he wants to accomplish 
  • Wants a girlfriend that is taller than him because he feels that she will give very good cuddles that way
  • Wants a girlfriend that shows a lot of affection and isn’t afraid of pda
  • Also wants a sporty girlfriend like Daichi, yet her shape doesn’t matter she can be skinny or chubby or in the middle he just wants her to be taller
  • Her playing volleyball would be a huge plus but any sport would be good as long as he can go to some of her games and watch her play just like she does for him 

Kageyama Tobio

  • Want’s a girlfriend that is similar to the kind of girl that Asahi wants
  • Very shy and kind of reserved yet extreamly affectionate and loving toward him 
  • Kind of wants her to be in college prep classes so that she can help him with different things that he has problems with and personalize it to how she knows Kageyama is 
  • Wants a girlfriend that is patient and calm with him, and basically has no idea who he was until they met he doesn’t want her to know about the whole ‘king’ phase
  • Wants a girlfriend with long hair, he’s like Kuroo, he likes girls with longer hair, wants her to be shorter than him and preferably skinny but he isn’t that picky 
  • He ends up getting a girlfriend who is probably exactly like Oikawa and no one can convince me otherwise HA

Yachi Hitoka

  • Yachi is open to dating any kind of girl really but she would just prefer for them to be taller than she is, like I cannot express enough how much she loves tall girls also a girl with bigger breasts I mean she openly stared at Saeko’s she totally likes girls with big boobs 
  • Yet she kind of wants her girlfriend to have a personality like Hinata, aka supportive, kind, pushes people to be their best and to do things that they know will be good for them exc. 
  • Wants a more feminine girlfriend, she wants to be able to go shopping together and go to the stationary store together and buy each other really cute things
  • Yachi wants a girlfriend that is into pda, Yachi is super shy but if her girlfriend is the one to lead on things first Yachi will more and likely follow soon after
  • Wants a girlfriend that is jumpy and easily excited, Yachi totally has the potential to get like that if others around her are like that tanaka, noya, hinata come on they are like her best friends and she loves them
  • Wants an artistic girlfriend but one that is more of a writer and drawer/journaler 

Yamaguchi Tadashi

  • Wants a short girlfriend size wise, he really likes short girls also wants his girlfriend to be chubby because he will blow sooo many raspberries on her tummy you cant convince me otherwise
  • Wants a bit of a sassy girlfriend, I mean Tadashi can get mean and sassy as well, like all that time he spends with Kei?? how can he not pick up some habits
  • Wants a girlfriend that is open for debates and her views sometimes contradict his own, not saying that he wants to get into fights but friendly debates are always good 
  • Wants a feminine girlfriend but also one that plays sports and can be just as equally lazy 
  • Kind of wants a shit talking girlfriend, because Yamaguchi also talks a lot of shit
  • Wants a girlfriend with glasses so he can take them, just like he does with Kei’s glasses

Tsukishima Kei

  • Tsukishima, as much as he doesn’t want to admit it loves almost all kinds of girls, I know he may seem all bitchy and stoic but like come on can you not see Kei with a very feminine girlfriend who never stops asking him questions and gets super excited just like Hinata does?? because I sure as hell can and he would love her so much
  • Almost every girl is going to be at least a little bit shorter than he is so I think he would want a girlfriend who could be just as equally as sassy back to him 
  • Wants a girlfriend that will poke fun at him and tease him, yet also put him in his place bc apparently he doesn’t get that enough with Tadashi
  • Kind of wants a really nerdy girlfriend, preferably one that watches anime so he can make fun of her for it
  • While Kei is a lot of book smarts he’d want a girlfriend who is street smart and relies on her emotions on what to do in situations because I feel like Kei kind of lacks that
  • Wants a girlfriend that is good at baking so she can make him sweets
The Project

I really enjoyed writing this so I hope that you enjoy reading it! I picked Jimin because he can be so soft and squishy which fit into my idea for the scenario.

Please feel free to request more! I am currently on spring break from college and need something to do!

Word Count: 2,655

Pairing: Jimin X Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Some strong language, some innuendos. Do not read if you are not comfortable.

Description: Group projects are always hard, especially when you have the school’s bad boy, Park Jimin, as your uninterested partner. Things take an interesting turn when you figure out a way to involve him in the project as well as get some revenge on him.

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(Gif is not ours. Credit to princejimineee. Also can we just talk about how amazing their editing is??? People are so talented wow. I have stared at this gif for like ten minutes.)


Fingers crossed tightly under your desk, you hoped for a good partner for your lab project. Taemin was pretty smart, so you were hoping to get him to be your partner, not to mention he was pretty cute as well. Your heart was beating quickly as the teacher rattled off names of partners, not hearing yours yet. Come on, please! You begged internally, anxious to just have your partner already. The room was filled with quiet whispers of partners who were already matched, making you almost miss your name.

“…min and Y/N,” your teacher droned. You let out a huge breath of relief and picked up your books to go sit by Taemin to discuss your project ideas. You had been excited for this project, so you had already come up with multiple ideas written neatly in your trusty spiral notebook.

Just as you had gathered your materials and started to get up from your seat, a hand grabbed your elbow stopping you in your tracks, your body going rigid at the tight grasp spreading warmth through your sweater.

“Hey, where are you going?” a smooth voice asked. You whipped your head around to see Jimin, the troublemaker who sat in the back of the class, usually sleeping or talking to the boy next to him. You had seen him out with a group of boys before, obviously up to no good. The whole school was afraid to cross any of the members for fear of the group coming after them. A self-confident smirk sat on his smooth face. What did he want from you? You wondered.

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I saw this post and had feelings.


“What’re you doin’?” Bucky asked as Natasha stopped to take a picture of a giant tree, leaves orange-going-on-red. He would have bitched at her for blowing their cover but it actually helped with their tourist personas.

Natasha glanced at him, unimpressed, then turned back to line up the perfect shot. “Don’t pretend you don’t know.”

“I’m not pretending. I don’t know.”

“That’s sad,” Natasha said, pulling her phone back to her chest to tap on the screen with her thumbs. “You make me sad.”

Bucky took a moment to be jealous at how fast she could type. His metal thumb didn’t register on his screen. “That’s not new.”

“I’m going to show you the greatest thing you will ever see,” Natasha informed him, then thrust her phone in his face.

He frowned, confused, when he saw the picture of the tree again. It was a nice picture, he supposed. He’d seen better. Underneath it was the text ‘look at this tree.’ The confusion didn’t leave. He jumped a little when her phone vibrated in her hand.

✨Tony✨: It’s beautiful, just like you! I’m going into a meeting so I won’t be able to answer very quickly but don’t let that stop you!

Bucky stared at it for a moment. “…Why does he get sparkle emoji and I get grinning shit?”

“Because I think you’re a piece of shit.” Natasha pulled her phone back to read the message and smiled slightly. “One time I was pissed off and told him I wanted to kill someone and he texted me back that if I was in prison, he couldn’t take me out for delicate patisseries anymore.” She stared into the distance. “The idea of going without fig tartlets frightened me.”

“America has changed you and I’m not sure I like it,” Bucky declared even as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders to throw off a couple of agents that were peering at them suspiciously. “What’s a tartlet?”

“I’m going to buy a dozen and eat them all in front of you without offering you a single bite,” Natasha replied, holding her phone up. “Couples still take selfies, right?”

Bucky stared at the phone impassively. “What’s with people and selfies?”

“You’re a stick in the mud. At least Steve was a good kisser,” Natasha complained, texting the picture to Tony as the brunet sputtered in disbelief and confusion.

✨Tony✨: Tell Buck-o to turn that frown upside down! You’re both young and beautiful in London! What is there to frown about? c:

“Precious,” Natasha said fondly.


“Did you know that Tony’s contact has sparkle emoji on Natasha’s phone?” Bucky asked.

Steve looked up, hurt. “Why am I smiling poop?”

“Because I think you’re a piece of shit too,” Natasha said, snapping a picture of him. “You’re both shitty. I don’t know why I put up with you.”

“Because we’re adorable,” Bucky drawled before throwing himself across Steve’s lap. “Don’t worry, Steve. I’m smiling shit, too.”

…That did make him feel better.

“Clint’s just a row of emoji consisting of pizza, arrows, and a dog face,” Natasha added.

Steve whined. “I wanna be pizza and a dog face!”

“No,” she said, and took a picture of the blond in Snapchat so she could give him a halo of grinning shits.


Just for shits and giggles, Bucky texted Tony ‘listen, some days you have a lemon and some days you are the lemon.’ Tony didn’t get back to him immediately, but he hadn’t expected him to. He and Steve still preferred phone calls over texting, so everyone knew that if they were texting it probably wasn’t too important.

Tony: I think you’re peachy keen! :D

Bucky clutched his chest. “Shit.”

Steve sat up in alarm. “You okay, Buck?”

“Tony is so cute how can anyone take this man seriously.”

“What?” Steve blinked at him. “…Oh!” He smiled. “Natasha showed you her texts from Tony!”

Bucky stared down at his phone fondly. “Is he like this with everyone?”

“No, just Natasha, I think. You now, too, I guess. I think he does it for Bruce when he feels down, but JARVIS tells him when that is.”

“Oh.” Bucky smiled a little. “…That’s nice.”

Steve grinned at him. “He just likes to brighten the days of people he thinks need it.”


Steve found Bucky tucked in the closet, clutching a knife. “Bad dream?”

“There was blood everywhere,” Bucky whispered, knuckles going white. He let the blond take the knife from his hands and instead tucked them in his armpits, shivering. “All over. I can’t–Why, Steve?”

Steve sighed and crawled into the closet with him, pulling the door shut behind him. “I don’t know, Bucky.” He wrapped an arm around the brunet’s shoulders and pulled him up against his side. “You got your phone?”

“…I think so?” Bucky frowned, trying to recall. “…In my pocket, maybe.”

“Okay.” Steve reached down to fish the phone out of his pocket. “Would it help to send a message to Tony?”

Bucky buried his face in the blond’s shoulder. “He’s. He’s in. China? Japan? Asia. I think. He’ll be asleep.”

“Well, we can send him something,” Steve reasoned. “He can get back to us when he wakes up.”

Bucky reached up to grab his wrist. “Don’t–don’t tell him I’m like this. I don’t want him to worry.”

Steve sighed, unable to help a little smile. “What do you want me to say? That you want to run off and be a hermit in the mountains?”

“…Yeah,” Bucky said. It wasn’t technically a lie. Sometimes he did wanna run off to be a hermit in the mountains.

Steve jumped a little when he received a text almost immediately. “Oh!”

Tony: Can I visit you there?

Bucky peered at the screen. “…No. Only cats allowed.”

“What about me?” Steve asked as he typed in his answer.

“You’re not a cat.”

Tony: I can’t think of anyone better to share a cave with! And I would know. I’ve spent time in a cave. 😜

“Aw,” Steve said, torn between adoring and sad. “Way to break my heart, Tony.”

“He’s broken worse parts,” Bucky said, even though both of them knew it was a lie.