hugging elmo

anonymous asked:

Remember that thing you reblogged about Kara going on Sesame Street as Supergirl? Imagine that, but with PETER going on as Spidey? (Or maybe fem!Peter? I'm always down for some more fem! Peter.)

This has been sitting in my inbox for ages because it is!! So good!!!!

  • Peter, recently inducted into the Avengers and with quietly soaring approval ratings, is being hassled by the PR team. He has to do something. He has to prove that he’s more substantial than just YouTube footage and selfies with pedestrians post-battle
  • Peter does not want to go on a talk show. He does not want to sit in front of a late night host and answer uncomfortable questions about how tight his spandex is.
  • He picks Sesame Street. Most of the Avengers have featured (especially Thor, 4 time guest star and a huge hit with children and parents alike).
  • Superheroes always draw in huge ratings, but no one quite expects the humble sincerity or dorky friendliness Spider-Man carries with him. The kids instantly like him, all bright colours and fun jokes. 
  • Peter talks about bullying. He talks about how he was bullied for a long time, and how anxious and helpless and small he felt, and how none of that was his fault. 
  • He talks about getting older and acquiring super-powers and suddenly being stronger than the boy that’d hurt him for so long, and wanting to hurt him back. He talks about how awful that had been, making someone else cry. Pain and mean-spirited revenge helps no one.
  • Peter talks about kindness and responsibility.
  • A stack of apple crates fall and land on Elmo’s bike. Elmo is trapped and scared. All the muppets try their hardest to help him up, but the crates are just too strong. On the other side of the street, Big Bird is busy trying to play a game with Peter. 
  • “Look,” Peter points over the chess board, “Elmo’s hurt. Someone should help him.”
  • “It’s not our problem,” Big Bird says, waving a hand. “We’re having fun right now.”
  • “But he’s in trouble and they’re not strong enough to help. Big Bird, we’re both strong.” Peter stands, and says, “We have the power to help, so we have a responsibility. If something bad happens, and you can help, if you can stop it, if you have the power to make someone’s life a little better, you should.”
  • Big Bird helps move the crates and hugs Elmo and kisses his injury better.
  • If they have time, or if Peter comes back (which he’s invited too; he quickly rockets to a favourite guest star), he talks about personal loss and how kids can deal with grief. He talks about how mean people will sometimes say mean, untrue things and how words can’t hurt you. Peter talks about being anxious and strong and brave every day.
  • Spider-Man would be a gorgeous addition to Sesame Steet, anon.
4K and thank you’s

I reached 4k this week which is unweaaalll and I figured it’s time to thank everyone who made the last two years amazing for me.  

@tradleytrash - Jenn! I feel like I’ve been following you forever! Thank you so much for being so nice to me from the start! It makes me sad when I see you go through some rough times but I’ve always been so awkward at approaching people so just know that I am here whenever you need somebody to talk to. Also I think I don’t say it often but I love your writing - I hope you always find the motivation to write amazing stuff.

@tradleyxo - Mary, my pretty aussie friend! Sometimes I feel like we’re one person bc we like the same things lmao but I’m really happy we started talking. You always crack me up with your reaction pics and I love freaking out over Brad with you! College is a bitch but I’m sure you’d slay it.

@vstradley - Arii I don’t even know what to say. Pretty sure the last few months would’ve been very dull for me if I hadn’t met you. Like 90% of the time you (and sam) are the reason why I’m laughing. Sorry if I annoy you all the time with pics of the boys lol I know you secretly love it anyway. You’re honestly amazing, your vids are A+++, you’re a really good friend and i love you so much. I’m really hoping and praying that you get to see the boys soon so you could have your way hug with tris! Hell elmo rise!

@smileforbradley - SAMMM. I love you. Seriously. Sometimes I feel like you’re the little sister I never had and I want to protect you at all times bc you’re the sweetest person I’ve ever met. You (and arii) are my #1 source for all pics of the boys and talking and laughing with you guys is the best part of my day. Don’t ever feel like you’re annoying me okay I actually love it when you tag me in everything! And I know you’ll meet and hug Brad soon enough. I feel it in my bones. (yes i just said that sshh)

Special mention blogs: If you’re not here I’m very sorry but I’m really lazy and my head is about to explode BUT I STILL LOVE YOU PLEASE DON’T FEEL BAD!!! (Also some changed urls and I have no idea where they are anymore)

@brads-lucky-pig @bradleyy @bradsradical @britishvamps @bradwillstyles @brads-bandana @bradlleysimpsons @condoraball @condoraatheexplorer @connorfuckingball @dietbronnor @forthevamps @homeforvampettes @jamiemcvey @justfourboys @notcalledconnor @peachybrad @polaroidconnor @princessbradley @that-british-boy-band @the-vamps-uk @thevampsfeels @vampstrash @veethevampette @yoursleepingheart

I made this blog in 2014 just to look for pics of the boys - I never expected to talk to anyone or even make some friends from different parts of the world. I was surprised at how welcoming and friendly everyone was in the tumblr vamps fandom back when I first started and it was the first time in a long time that I felt like I really belong somewhere. I think this is why I’ve always had a soft spot for new fans who send asks/requests or messages. I just want everyone to feel like this is a place where you belong, where everyone helps everyone out and where no one would judge you for being yourself. We’re all family here.

So if you’re new or you want to make friends, don’t hesitate to drop us a message/ask! 


Hugs from the other side of the world, Ash x

claryfaechild  asked:

Can I hear the story about the possessed elmo please?

Okayyyy so I had this Tickle Me Elmo as a kid that says “ha ha ha! That tickles!” when you squeeze him and the more you squeeze him the more he laughs until he just gets hysterical. And I fucking loved that creepy ass Elmo and hugged him all the time and laughed when he laughed and it was generally a great time. So naturally, eventually, the batteries died. And I begged and begged for new ones, but my parents always forgot to buy them, or maybe just pretended to because batteries are fucking expensive and really who wants to spend the money on a creepy Elmo toy that they’re sick of hearing through the house anyway.

SO. Elmo sits on my shelf gathering dust with my other toys for a couple of months and I mostly forget about him. Until one night, I’m sitting in bed and reading like the nerd I was and suddenly I hear “ha ha ha! That tickles!” coming from my shelves of soft toys. I look over at where Elmo is sitting, playing the innocent act, registering somewhere in my tiny brain that my dead Elmo just laughed without provocation and slowly turn back to my book to continue reading. Don’t ask me why nothing about this bothered me, because I have no fucking clue.

It happened a couple of weeks later when I was sleeping in my brother’s room and took my Elmo with me. There I was, sitting in my sleeping bag, still reading like a nerd, and off he goes; “ha ha ha! That tickles!” Again, I look at my clearly possessed Elmo in silence, then go back to reading because apparently talking soft toys just isn’t a big deal when I’m reading a good book.

It never occurred to me that something was kinda odd about this until a few years later when I casually bring it up at school and all the other kids start losing their goddamn minds. By the afternoon the whole school knows about it and kids I’ve never talked to before are coming up to me and asking about my possessed Elmo. Of course the legend spread and I’m pretty sure by the end of the day there were rumours about its glowing red eyes and deep, demonic voice floating around the school.

Sou's Adventures with Elmo (032115)

@Nico_nico_Sou: エルモ in Sou

Sou: “Elmo in Sou”

@nyaostudio: ジェットコースターにびびって抱きかかえてるかわいい

Ivu: “He freaked out from the jet coaster and is hugging that in his arms, cute”

Ivu: “Sou-aniki (Big Brother Sou)”

@bbbbbee: Twitter開いたまま電車内で爆睡してるこの人は誰でSouか?

Bee: “Who could this person who fell fast asleep inside the train with his Twitter open posSoubly be?”

Bee: “Soniki’s head is nodding off wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww”

Bee: “He woke up (clicks tongue)”

Bee: “He fell asleep again impossibly cute I’m tired from just playing with him”

@gain: “The person next to Soniki is Bee ←This”

@gain_nico_nico: Souちゃんエルモ抱いて寝てるのかわいすぎやろ

@gain: “The Sou-chan hugging Elmo while sleeping is too cute right”

@Nico_nico_Sou: 苺のパンケーキ with エルモ

Sou: “Strawberry pancakes with Elmo”

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Not A Bad Thing

Julie was standing in front of the mirror, in the middle of the afternoon, fixing herself and applying the lightest touch of make up to her already beautiful face. She tried to smile at herself but it came out a wince.

It was one of those days when her mood swings were at worst. She didn’t really feel like going out today but she already promised her Sundays to Elmo. He had been courting her for a half a year now and though it seemed like they were pretty much a couple already, the only thing missing was her ‘yes.’ But she didn’t think it was time yet. She felt like it was still too soon to risk falling in love again though Elmo had been nothing but good, even better than her asshole ex. He was probably the sweetest and most thoughtful person she had ever met. And probably the most honest. He never broke any of the promises he made and that earned him a lot of points from her. She wouldn’t deny that she cared for him more than she was letting on but the walls she built were standing tall because of her latest heart break and she was still afraid to let her guard down to let Elmo completely in. Julie thought he was too good to be true.

She noticed from her bedroom window that the sky was dark and black clouds started to form; it looked like a heavy rain was coming. She laughed once as she thought that the sky was sympathizing with her mood. When she was done prepping up, she snatched her clutch bag and phone from her bed and went down. Just when she landed to the first floor, she heard a loud thunder cracked and the rain suddenly poured hard. She heaved a sigh and she wasn’t even sure if it was out of relief or disappointment.

The phone she was clutching to her hand suddenly rang. It was Elmo. She answered immediately. “Julie—”

“Moe, can we cancel today?” She asked, cutting him off. “Looks like the rain isn’t going to stop anytime soon.”

“But it’s Sunday,” he reminded her.

“I know but—”

“We have a date.” He sounded like he was pleading. She couldn’t tell though.

She heaved a sigh of frustration before she answered. “We can always reschedule. Rain check tomorrow?” But he didn’t answer. “Okay?”

She heard him sighed defeatedly then he hung up. She was surprised to realize that it was the first time Elmo hung up on her. She felt guilty as she thought that maybe Elmo was really looking forward to this date. He had always something up on his sleeves. He never ran out of ideas and effort to make her feel special and that made her even feel more guilty than she already was for being such a bitch to him.

She was contemplating to call him back when her mother walked through the front door, holding a bag of groceries and an umbrella. “Julie,” her mother called out. “I think Elmo has been waiting for you outside,” her mother informed her.

“What?” She asked, confused.

“Go, check,” her mother answered as she nodded her head to the window.

She ran from the hallway to the window and peaked through the curtains. True enough, she saw Elmo standing under the tree across the street from their house, using the tree in attempt to protect himself from the rain as he didn’t have an umbrella with him.

She immediately grabbed one from the rack and went for the door. When she got to their gate, Elmo walked slowly toward their house letting himself get soaked under the rain.

She frowned at him as he just stared at her. Raindrops dripping through his face and his clothes were sticking to his lean and muscular form. “Moe.. How long have you been waiting here?” She demanded, though she already knew the answer.

“Since before the rain started,” he answered quietly. He was trying to look at her through the raindrops but it was hard so he had to blink several times to get rid of the water from his eyes.

His answer made her heart clench and she wanted to cry but she fiercely pulled him into a hug with her free hand as she held the umbrella with the other to protect them both from the rain. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, not caring that she was her clothes were starting to get wet.

“It’s my birthday,” he mumbled shyly.

She leaned back to look at him incredulously. “Why didn’t you tell me?” She asked, surprised.

She thought it explained why his voice was desparate to push through with their date. And she couldn’t even feel more bad for cancelling on him earlier.

He just shrugged like it was not really a big deal. “It doesn’t matter. It’s Sunday. We always go out on Sundays,” he said as-a-matter-of-factly, looking away.

“Yes, it does! I would’ve gotten you a gift had I known,” she whined.

His gaze went back to her and he smiled softly before he spoke. “Just being with you is enough for a gift, you know,” he assured her.

“Aw.” She smiled back as softly and reached for his hand and tugged it. “Okay, let’s go.”

He finally beamed at her, his smile reaching his eyes. It was like he just received the best gift ever and she couldn’t help but stare at him in awe. “But I can move our restaurant reservation to 8pm. I should change my clothes first. I’m drenched,” he stated, gesturing to his body.

“No, it’s okay.”


“Cancel the reservation,” she suggested.

“But I thought—”

“Let’s have our date now!” She giggled then she closed her umbrella and tossed it somewhere. “In the rain!” She exclaimed as she ran to the middle of the road, spreading her arms out and spinning around as she looked up the sky. In less than a minute, her dress was already as drenched as his clothes and her hair was sticking to her cheeks and forehead.

He laughed and ran to her. “You, crazy woman!”

He scooped her up to his shoulder like a sack and he started to ran the block, back and forth. She giggled hysterically as she slapped his back and pinched his butt.


He yelped then he swatted Julie’s buttcheek playfully. He spun her around twice before he dropped her down to her ass on the sidewalk, still both of them were giggling uncontrollably.

The streets were already flooded up to their ankles. So she kicked on the water and it splashed to his lower body to get even.


She challenged then she removed her heels and started to run away from him. But she was only able to get a few feet away when he caught her by the waist and spun her around one last time before he turned her around to face him.

They were both breathless, panting and smiling to each other. Not minding that it was still raining cats and dogs. He pulled her closer to him as she wrapped her arms around his neck, their foreheads resting on each other.

“I’m so sorry for trying to cancel on you,” she breathed, looking straight into his eyes.

He shook his head dismissively then smiled. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.”

“Happy birthday,” she greeted him softly, touching her lips to him in a sweet and quick manner.

Elmo grinned widely at her like a child, it made his eyes almost disappear. “Thanks,” he said cheerfully.

He easily lifted her body and she looped her long and perfect legs around his waist. “Not bad for a celebration, huh?” She muttered in his mouth.

“Nope. Not bad at all,” he agreed, his lips slightly brushing against hers when he spoke.

She leaned back to gaze at him for a while. He was the beautiful and the raindrops just made him more like a dream. She studied his face, his eyes and brows, his nose, his cheeks and his lips. All the while, wondering why she was trying to protect her heart from him when she knew he had given her completely the power to break his when he told her he loved her the first time.

Julie decided there was no point in holding her walls back up so she let them crumble down in pieces together with her worries and fears.

She closed her eyes as she nuzzled his nose with hers intimately. She then whispered, “Do you know that you’re the best thing that ever happened to me?” It was a rhetorical question so she didn’t wait for his answer before she added, “Will you be my boyfriend, officially?”

She opened her eyes and smiled sheepishly at him as she watched the reaction on his face to change from shock to pure happiness.

Elmo hugged him tighter she almost couldn’t breathe. “I love you!”

“I love you, too, birthday boy.”

Note: I know it’s kinda late, but happy birthday, my Elmo boy! :*