i didn't know he was chocolate

Thank you to everyone who has been extra nice to my dad tonight 😁 he’s bounced back really quickly and made me a hot chocolate and made lunches for tomorrow.

We are really lucky to have such great friends. I’m really grateful to @thepolyphonicsystem too because they really cheered my dad up and I know they made him laugh a lot which makes me happy.

  • Armin: You want some candy?
  • Castiel: Woa, Armin, didn't took you for the sharing type.
  • Armin: Uh, ok. So... do you want some?
  • Castiel: What is your problem?
  • Armin: ?
  • Castiel: You can't just say things like that.
  • Castiel: You can't just walk around offering your girlfriend like that, she's not your ho!
  • Alexy: Did he just called Candy a ho?
  • Armin: Not my ho, tho.
  • Candy: Who's a ho?
  • Alexy: You.
  • Candy: What did I do?
  • Armin: I don't know, I just got some M&Ms and Castiel kinkshamed me.
  • Alexy: Poligamy isn't a kink.
  • Rosalya: What is happening?
  • Candy: I have no idea, something about me being morally questionable and chocolate.
  • Alexy: Now that's a kink.
  • Lysander: Why is Castiel crying on the floor?
  • Alexy: He's being crushed by the weight of his regrets.
  • Armin: This is ridiculous, when I bring cookies Kentin doesn't freak out thinking I baked his dog.
  • Kentin: Did somebody say cookies?
  • Armin: See, he gets it.
  • Armin: Why you have to be like this, Castiel?
  • Armin: Why?
sweet tooth

Carry On Valentine’s Celebration - Day 2 - Valentine’s Chocolate.


{simon}

For some reason it came as a surprise to me that Baz has the biggest sweet-tooth. Baz always seemed like the person who’d abandon all sweets just because a love for sugar could be seen as childish. He even used to make fun of my sweet tooth and my (small!) scone addiction. Never would i’ve seen it coming that Baz is, in fact, worse than me. 

It started with me noticing the huge amount of sugar that he seemed to like in his hot drinks. His tea is more sugar than tea and milk together and his coffee isn’t even coffee; it could count as a liquid candy bar.

Later, during The Great Chocolate Debate–in which Penny tried to fight Baz on white chocolate not counting as chocolate–I discovered Baz’ strong passion for white chocolate. “It’s only butter, milk and sugar,” according to Penny, but apparently Baz loves that. 

Cocoa butter! So it does count as chocolate,” Baz would argue. Baz only likes white chocolate. Penny likes all but white chocolate. I don’t really have a preference.

Anyhow, when Penny and I were shopping for Valentine’s Day, it wasn’t hard for me to find something for Baz. There were multiple good chocolate shops in London for me to find something for Baz. Most of them were lacking a bit in the white chocolate department though. “Because it’s not actual chocolate!” Penny would push. 

I ended up going for a box with 15 chocolates that I could select myself. I ended up leaving the store with a box full of white chocolates and a disappointed Penny who was muttering some unpleasant things about white chocolate. 

• • • 

{baz}

“Help yourself, he’ll be home within a few minutes,” Bunce said over her shoulder as she was already heading into her room again after letting me in. I had known that I would be early, Snow was still walking the neighbor’s dog like he did each saturday morning. I didn’t mind being early though. I spent most of my time at Simon’s and Penny’s apartment so it felt like a second home, really. 

I walked into the kitchen to get myself a snack and something to drink. 

• • •

{simon}

As I shut the apartment door behind me, I heard Baz greeting me from the living room. “There you are,” I heard him say, his voice muffled.

I smiled to myself at the sound of him. “Hi,” I said as I walked into the living room where Baz was seated on the couch. “Sorry I’m a bit late I was walking–”

I went completely still as soon as I got a view of what Baz is holding in his lap. “Baz,” I said, and then flinched at how sad and betrayed I sounded. 

“What’s–” He started as he followed my graze. His eyes locked on the box of chocolates in his lap. “What?” Baz asked carefully, “Were these meant to be yours? I’m sorry I though–you don’t really eat white chocolate and–”

“No, Baz, they are yours… It’s just, they weren’t for right now.”

“Oh. Okay,” He said as he stood up from the couch, box of chocolates in hand. He walked towards me, handing me the box with the chocolates. “Here,” he said, giving me a soft peck on the lips. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” I said, pressing the box back into Baz’ hands. The both of us noticed that I was still sounding hurt. 

“For when were they?” Baz asked. 

I stared at Baz before answering, “It’s Valentine’s Day this Tuesday, you know.”

A grin formed on Baz’ face. “You bought me a Valentine’s present?”

“Why do you sound so surprised?” I grumbled. 

“We didn’t do anything for Valentine’s last year, I didn’t think we’d be doing anything for this year.”

“We didn’t do anything last year because you were still at Watford and I was… Well, I wasn’t in the best state of mind. I don’t know, I just wanted to give you something this year.”

Baz’ grin turned into a genuine smile. He wrapped his arms around me as he spoke with his lips against my air, “You told me you were going to be a terrible boyfriend.”

Baz chuckled as he hugs me close. I just huffed in response, not all that amused. 

“Thank you for the chocolates,” Baz said, backing out of the hug. “And sorry for eating them before I was supposed to.”

“Yeah, it’s fine.” 

“Does that mean I can eat them all now?”

“Well I’m not going to give you a half filled box of chocolates for Valentine’s am I?” 

“I’m sorry!” Baz said, retreating to the couch. As he sat down he held up the box. “Want one?” 

I sighed before giving in. I made myself comfortable next to him as we emptied out the box together. 

“They taste even better knowing you bought them as a Valentine’s present,” Baz commented.

“I don’t want to hear it.”

At that moment Penny walked in. She quickly noticed the chocolates we were eating. “Weren’t those–”

“I don’t want to hear it!” 

Thank You

Yondu wakes up to warmth on his cheek. Last time he checked, he’d been floating in space with Peter clawing at his jacket. The boy’s screams got fainter as Yondu struggled to breathe. Eventually, everything just faded to black. But now, everything’s awash with a bright light.

“Wha’s goin’ on?” he slurs as he blinks. Hovering over him is a beautiful woman. Terran by the looks of it. She has long blonde hair that looks as gold as Ayesha’s headpiece. Her eyes, which examine him curiously, look familiar. A cerulean with little bits of sea green, like those on Xandar.

“Thank you,” the woman whispers in an ethereal tone.

“For what?” Yondu asks as she helps him sit up. He’s surprised that he’s not still floating in space. On the other hand, maybe he is and he’s just dreaming. Death could never be so kind to him.

“For saving my son.”

Peter’s mother

Yondu blinks a couple of time. Can’t wrap his mind around the fact that he’s staring right into the eyes of Peter’s dead mother. “Where am I? What the hell are you doin’ here?”

Meredith smiles at him, a soft little thing. “On Earth, we’d call this place heaven.” She gestures to the space around them.  "I don’t know what they’d call it in your culture.“

“We just call it death,” Yondu says with a roll of his eyes. “Surprised I didn’t end up in some kind of hell dimension.”

“It don’t matter now.” Meredith’s still smiling at him, which is unnerving. The only women who ever smiled at him either wanted to kill him or have sex with him. “What matters is that you saved my son.”

“Did what I had to do, ma'am.” Yondu can feel his cheeks heating up. Ravagers aren’t supposed to care, to be soft. But in his final moments with Peter, with his son, he rejected that notion. “Ego wasn’t gonna get a hold'da my boy like that.”

Meredith pats the spot on some sort of cloud. Asking Yondu to sit beside her. “I used to think he was an angel. Ego, I mean. I knew Peter was an angel the moment I held him.” Her blue eyes, just like Peter’s, go soft and glossy as she thinks of her son. “I didn’t realize until after I died just what a horrible creature he was. Knew in death that he was the one that killed me so that he could get Peter.”

“I didn't deliver him though. Cargo, Peter was. But he was good for thievin’ and fittin’ in'ta small spaces. Wasn’t gonna let the boys eat him if we could use ‘im.”

“Yondu.” Meredith puts a warm hand on his. Her voice still sounds ethereal, like melting Xandarian chocolate on one’s tongue. Her skin feels warm, like the sunlight on his home planet, which he can barely remember. “There are no lies here. I know the reason why you kept Peter. And I’m glad you did.”

Suddenly, there’s a noise from somewhere behind the two. Yondu spins around, one hand brushing his coat back to reveal where his arrow would be. If he still had it. His other hand goes in front of Meredith as if to protect her.

“Yondu, look.” Her hand settles at his elbow and pulls his arm away, pointing at something in the distance. It looks like a holoboard, but square and there’s a back to it. “It’s called a TV. We’ve got ‘em back on Earth.”

“What’s it doing?”

“I don’t know. Sometimes it shows me images or videos of Peter. It’s how I watched my baby grow up.” She points to the screen and grins. “Look, there he is.”

Yondu blinks and finds himself looking at Peter. And, what the fuck, that’s his body. It’s wrapped in the typical Ravager funeral fashion. Yondu imagines Kraglin had a hand in it because he’d never really let Peter see a funeral. Only when he sent someone into space via the airlock. 

“Why’’s he cryin’?” He knows it’s a stupid question the second it comes out of his mouth. Meredith whacks him over the head anyway.

“'Cause he just lost his biological father and his dad all in one go.” She shakes her head. “Have a heart, Yondu. No one’s judging you here.” She points to the TV. “Now hush. I wanna listen.”

“I told Gamora how when I was a kid I used to pretend David Hasselhoff was my dad,” Peter starts, his head bowed. Tears gather in the corner of his eyes, but he doesn’t cry. “He’s a singer and actor from earth, really famous guy. Yondu didn’t have a talking car, but he did have a flying arrow. He didn’t have a beautiful voice of an angel, but he did have the whistle of one.”

Yondu’s frozen in place. Meredith sniffles beside him and he reaches into his pocket. At least his handkerchief’s still there. “Thank you,” she whispers, blowing her nose.

“Both Yondu and David Hasselhoff went on kick-ass adventures and hooked up with hot women, and fought robots. I guess David Hasselhoff did kinda end up being my dad, after all. Only it was you, Yondu.”

“David Hasselhoff is really that special to the kid?”

“Used to talk about him all the time. Watched his show whenever it was on TV.” Meredith looks up at him with those baby blues and smiles. It’s that damn soft smile that could melt even the hardest of hearts. “I can’t see the resemblance physically, but you have the same heart.” She turns back to the TV. “He’s not done. I wanna hear this.”

“I had a pretty cool dad." A tear finally falls and Gamora grabs his hand. "What I’m trying to say here is… sometimes, that thing you’re searching for your whole life is right there by your side all along, and you don’t even know it.” Meredith watches as he rubs his thumb over the back of Gamora’s hand and smiles softly at her.

“I never thought I’d see the day,” Meredith whispers. “Well, I guess I didn’t, but I’m seein’ it now.”

“What?” Yondu squints. “I can’t see nothin’ important. I mean, that speech was mighty nice, but–”

“Look, Yondu.” The scene shifts and fireworks are exploding above the trail of Yondu’s ashes. He tears up a little bit, but his eyes follow Meredith’s finger to where Peter and Gamora are standing next to each other.

On the screen, Peter turns to Gamora. There’s something in her eyes that Yondu can’t read, but Meredith seems to understand.

“What?” Peter asks.

Gamora shakes her head. “Just… some unspoken thing.”

Meredith turns to Yondu. “Do you see it now?”

Yondu scratches his head. “I’m guessin’ it has to do with that unspoken thing.” It comes out as more of a question, but Meredith’s beaming at him. His heart soars and he wishes he could punch it in the face. If it had one.

“You’re a good man, Yondu.” Meredith’s voice sounds full of sincerity and maybe he doesn’t wanna punch his heart in the metaphorical face as much as he should be wanting to. She grabs his hand and squeezes. “Thank you. For taking care of my son.”

So, this came out Not really sure if I got Yondu’s voice right, but I wanted him to have some form of redeption after death. And Meredith is always just shoved to the side, so I brought her back. Yondu needs to be thanks for what he did. And who better to thank him than Peter’s mom. 

Hopefully you guys liked this!

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@starbusters

@starmora

@pikapegasus

“How can you know spencer has a huge sweet tooth he barely eats on the show”
Spencer: gets excited when emily brings him chocolate frosted doughnuts with sprinkles
BITCH i know my character don’t test me

Okay but listen

Junkrat being introduced to the concept of easter

Only they forget to tell him the eggs they hide are usually chocolate

so when Soldier wakes up on easter morning he steps into his slippers and something cracks, an undignified “AUGH” echoing across the hallway, and it sets in motion a total chaos as everyone wakes up

Lucio comes out of his room with egg in his face and hair, there was one hidden under his pillow

Reinhardt goes to shave and two eggs tumble out of the toiletry cabinet, right onto his clean shirt. 

Mako has to wash his mask and face before he can show himself, there were two hidden in the gas vents.

Hana yells murder when her face sponge turns out to be a real egg.

And idk it just seems a cute concept to me because Junkrat is doing his best to hide the eggs in places people will never expect them and make it fun for everyone 

Just- should’ve used chocolate eggs.

lol it looks like:

Onii-chan is in charge of baking.

Ichi is suppose to to whipping cream but is also eating it.

Choro is rolling dough.

Jyushi is in charge of melting chocolate but he is eating it as well omg

Totty is the person who shapes the sweet and Kara is… not contributing… HE IS JUST SITTING THERE TRYING TO LOOK COOL. いたい、ね?

EDIT: Yes, I know Karamatsu is suppose to spread powered sugar on the chocolates BUT in this specific screenshot, if you didn’t know what his role was, he doesn’t look like he is doing anything. Thank you for reading! Have a nice day!

Beauty and The Beast Sentence Meme
  • "How can you read this? There's no pictures."
  • "Some people use their imagination."
  • "This is the day your dreams come true."
  • "Well there's the usual things: flowers, chocolates, promises you don't intend to keep."
  • "As I always say, 'if it's not Baroque, don't fix it'."
  • "If I didn't know better, I'd say you have feelings for this monster."
  • "He's no monster. You are!"
  • "Enchanted? Who said anything about the castle being enchanted?"
  • "You are positively primeval."
  • "I warned you never to come here! Do you realize what you could have done?"
  • "I've come for my father. Please, let him out! Can't you see he's sick?"
  • "Wait! Take me instead!"
  • "Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young prince lived in a shining castle."
  • "For beauty is found within."
  • "If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken."
  • "For who could ever love a beast?"
  • "I've been burnt by you before."
  • "By the way, thank you for saving my life."
  • "It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting ideas and thinking."
  • "I'd like to thank you all for coming to my wedding. But first, I'd better go in there and propose to the girl."
  • "It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents: your dinner."
  • "She's so beautiful and I'm...well...look at me."
  • "You can start by making yourself more presentable. Straighten up. Try to act like a gentleman."
  • "There's a stranger here."
  • "Come on out and fight!"
  • "Did you honestly think she'd want you when she had someone like me?"
  • "Impress her with your rapier wit."
  • "I don't usually leave the asylum in the middle of the night but he said he'd make it worth my while."
  • "Don't talk like that. You'll be alright. We're together now, everything's going to be fine, you'll see."

korrinbelle  asked:

Do 7,14,29,35,43,50 for BonRin~!

7. Who sweats the small stuff?

lol definitely Bon

he seems like the kind of guy that just has to have things a certain way

14. Who kills the spiders?

i mean, considering Rin waded through a waist-deep river of bugs, i think he’d be totally fine with being the spider killer (especially if he can use lil poofs of flame to shoot at them)

i think Bon would be fine with killing them too but he’d probably be that guy that can not let it get away. He will tear the place up looking for that damn bug! (which feels like something he probably used to have to do for Shima when they lived together at the temple :’D)

29. Who is the better cook?

Rin! I don’t see Bon being a bad cook per se, I just feel like he’s not all that interested in learning how to cook. I’m sure he can make decent food though since he’d follow the recipe exactly lol

35. Who goes overboard on the holidays?

haha, Rin seems like he’d love going all out! Decorating, cooking, throwing parties, and just whatever it is that the holiday calls for! Bon’s much more laid back, but he goes along with Rin’s enthusiasm uwub

43. Who wins the stuffed animals at the carnival for the other one?

Rin because Bon refuses to waste his money on rigged carnival games :’D but, on the other hand, i feel like this is something that would turn into a competition lol Bon refuses to play, Rin wins him a stuffed animal, Bon then feels the need to win Rin a stuffed animal, then Rin wants to win him another one, then Bon wants to win him another one, and then they’re both racing to see who can give the other the most. Who wins the most depends on the kind of games that the carnival has (the less strength-based ones there are, the less Rin is likely to win lol), but, in the end, they both end up with an uneccessary amount of stuffed animals. Bon doesn’t even want them, he’s a 16 year old boy, why tf would he want a bunch of stuffed animals????? but Rin gave them to him so…….. he keeps them…. as embarrassing as it is…. Rin, however, happily dedicates a corner to his plushies

Kuro loves to sleep there

50. Who is the hopeless romantic?

Bon!! idk why but i feel like, as a single person, he wouldn’t really care about romance in any way, but then when he’s dating he loves doing corny, romantic shit even if he knows it’s too corny. Like, flowers and chocolates and cute little teddy bears with big bows and holding hearts that say “I love you”? He will never admit it, but he loves giving Rin all that lovey-dovey shit!

Day Bi Day: A Documented Study of the Bisexual (Rafael Barba x Reader)

A/N: I’m not off hiatus, but I’ve been sitting on this idea since maybe late-April/early-May, and Pride Month seemed like the best time to actually do it. So forgive me if it’s kinda crap, I’m not entirely back into my groove just yet. Also: There’s a reason documentaries are a visual medium: It’s because writing out one like a story is hard. But it helps to imagine the narration being done by Tilda Swinton or David Attenborough. Shoutout to @xemopeachx for looking forward to this and being my hype(wo)man and @mrsrafaelbarba – both of them let me pass things by them segment by craptastic segment! (Also, tagging @ohbelieveyoume because if they have to suffer through this monstrosity, then so do you. That being said, Happy Pride Month!!

New York City: Home to over 8,550,405 people, it is a melting pot featuring persons from varying walks of life. This port city has long served as a nesting ground for new ideas, and stomping ground for old-time culture treasured by the society of the present day. But in such a vast hub of differing ideals and backgrounds, it easily becomes a hotbed for practices unchecked. For in a city so grand and driven by the ambition to progress, some ideas can slip through the cracks. Or, better yet, slip right beneath our noses.

It is here that we introduce Rafael Barba.

A man of Cuban descent, Rafael has worked his way to the position of ADA in the Sex Crimes Bureau of New York City’s 16th Precinct. A self-made man, Rafael is easily a representative of the American Dream come to fruition. There is, however, one lingering secret that he carries: Rafael identifies as bisexual. In addition, his romantic partner, (Y/N), also identifies as bisexual.

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Werewolf Excuse No. 11
  • Lily: Where's Remus going? We have astronomy soon.
  • James: He's fine! He, well, he -
  • Sirius: He ate that nice looking chocolate pudding with ice cream earlier. I tried to stop him.
  • Lily: What?
  • Sirius: Didn't you know? Remus is lactose intolerant. He's not always strong enough to resist his cravings, though. It's not a pretty sight.
  • Lily:
  • Sirius: He accidentally managed to toot the tune of Celestina Warbeck's 'A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love' once.
  • Sirius: If he has dessert, closing the windows in the dorm, even in the middle of winter, is always a mistake.
  • Sirius: We know 7 different spells to help with fresh air circulation.
  • Sirius: Peter fainted when he walked into the bathroom after him one time.
  • Lily: Stop! I've heard enough. Poor Remus. Why he tolerates you three as friends I'll never know. I'm going before you can say anything else. I'll talk to Remus when he returns.
  • James: See you later, Evans.
  • James: What was that? Why didn't you tell her about Remus' sickly relative, like you were supposed to?
  • Sirius: I could have, but she has already seen through that lie and this was funnier.
  • James: Remus will kill you when he finds out.
  • Sirius: And I'll be laughing in my grave.
The Flash Headcanon

Star Labs always has food.

Barry doesn’t question it. It’s probably for those long days and nights spent at the Labs when they can’t leave to buy food or just feel lazy.

And sure, Cisco and Caitlin (and everyone else at some point) do snack on the stuff there. But what Barry doesn’t know is that it’s for him. Mostly. Everything at Star Labs is high in calories and sugar because Cisco knows the high calorie bars he makes don’t taste the greatest. Trail mix? Juice? Chocolate? A huge stockpile of peanut butter? Star Labs has all that and more. Eventually Cisco and Caitlin start a “Flash Food Fund” and any spare money goes into it. Everyone who joins Team Flash regularly donates either money or some food that they have at lying around at home. Oliver even sends over a “Flash care package” every so often.

allnewtpir  asked:

Just when you thought it was safe... ;) Anyway, rewatched "Heaven Sent" and it got me thinking. What if somehow, via the great beyond or what have you, Clara experienced a part of what 12 went through in the dial and really understood the depths of his love for her? As always, I really hope you didn't already do this.

“What did he go through?” Clara asked out of the blue one evening, ensconced in a booth of the diner with Ashildr and sipping on a hot chocolate. The sign on the door was flipped to ‘closed,’ and the two of them were attempting to unwind after a day that consisted mostly of flipping burgers, with a disappointing lack of saving any planets. Still, some days, needs must.

“What did who go through?”

“The Doctor,” Clara said patiently, adding: “In the confession dial.”

“Why do you presume I know?” 

“Because you sent him there,” Clara said bluntly, shrugging as she spoke and watching Ashildr turn a delicate shade of pink. “Therefore I’m working on the assumption you might know.”

“He… ah… well, you know how long he spent there.”

“Four and a half billion years. Yeah.”

Ashildr squirmed uncomfortably, lowering her gaze to the table and flicking a crumb off the surface with her finger. “Yeah. It was - from what they told me - a castle, but programmed like a puzzle. It was intended to challenge him and to… to glean information from him, by any means necessary.”

“Torture,” Clara stated, hating that she understood what her fellow immortal was insinuating. “Right.”

“He behaved in an unexpected manner. He refused to cooperate with the demands of the Time Lords, instead choosing to fight his way out. Metaphorically speaking.”

“The harder-than-diamond stuff, you mean?”

“Yes. Only… well, he suffered for that. He died.”

“How could he have died? He’s still out there, Me, he’s still saving the universe.”

“Each time he chose to defy the Time Lords and punch that wall, he was attacked by a creature called the Veil. Each day, he died in agony, and-”

“I get it,” Clara snapped, unable and unwilling to hear any more. “He suffered for me, like the damn fool he is, and now we can’t even be together.”

“It wasn’t my f-”

“How dare you even try to say that?!” Clara snarled, suddenly furious. “How dare you try to pretend that you’re an innocent party in all this when you’re the one who tricked us and killed me and sent him there?!”

“Clara, I…”

“I’m going to my room,” Clara stated, getting up and heading back into the TARDIS itself, fighting back tears as she did so.

anonymous asked:

Continuation of /post/162742683732/ where MM gets his revenge on CH by giving her a chocolate. An extremely bitter 100% cocoa dark chocolate. Bonus if DL tried to warn CH again, but again, he didn't. He wanted to know how this would end. It was worth it.

“Hey, remember how you pranked me yesterday?”

Lu grinned up at Add.  “I thought you’d be madder about it,” she admitted cheerfully.  “No hard feelings?”

“None,” Add purred.  “To show that, here.  Have one of my chocolates.”  He held out a foil-wrapped candy, which Lu snatched immediately.

“Oooh!  I knew there was a reason I liked you!”

Ciel walked into the room just in time to see Lu’s face screw up from the bitterness.

“This isn’t chocolate!” she screeched, running to the trash can to spit it out.  Add cackled.

“It’s one-hundred-percent cocoa!  Ha!  Suck on that, you little-”

“Ciel!” Lu ignored Add and rounded on her servant, sensing a little flicker in their contract.  “You knew!”

Ciel shrugged.  “You pranked him, he pranks you,” he said reasonably.  “You’re even now, right?  I thought demons abided by the concept of revenge.”

Lu actually stomped her foot.  “Yeah, but only when I’m the one getting the revenge!”

Ciel sighed and stared at the screen, straight into your eyes - yes, your eyes, dear reader, because that was a stupid statement worthy of fourth-wall breaking.

Imagine: It is Chris Evans’ Girlfriends birthday

Request: Hiiii, today it’s my bday, so could you please do a chris evans imagine that it is the reader’s bday (my english sucks, i’m sorry ahhahaha), thank you so much! <3

A/N: It’s not my best work but i tried. Also it’s kind of short because I didn't know what to write. Sorry!

You wake up and roll over to see if your boyfriend, Chris, is still there but when you roll over you see that he isn’t. So you decide to get up put on one of his shirts that you found and start walking down stairs. Once you are half way downstairs you start to smell food so you walk into the kitchen to see Chris cooking breakfast.

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anonymous asked:

Just read through your baby jeon tag for the thousandth time and was just imagining teenage kook getting his first gf and namjoon catching them out in public and he comes home and has A MELTDOWN and the boys are having A MELTDOWN and then they tell y/n and she's like "you think I didn't know already" cause obvi kook won't hide anything from his noona. Your style of writing is so good btw, I get so excited to read everything you post :)

namjoon had expected a normal day out. and by normal he means just taking a quick trip down to the grocery store, grab some milk (and some chocolate, let’s be real) because seokjin’s been going on and on about how the bottles are always empty so namjoon’s grabbing the biggest one yet. just as he gets what he needs, he stalks out to the streets, heading straight back to the apartment but stops dead in his tracks when he sees a too familiar looking uniform on a very, very familiar looking physique and his jaw drops.

that’s jungkook.

as in, the jungkook he’s known for since day one and he’s holding a girl’s hand.

he almost let the bottle of milk and the pieces of chocolate bar drop to the floor but he’s quick to collect himself to fish out his phone. after snapping a quite decent amount of photos from the opposite side of the road and a few feet distance away, namjoon sprints back home.

//

namjoon creates a havoc as he barges through the door and yoongi is about to complain about the ruckus but when namjoon’s shoving the bottle of milk to the arms of seokjin who conveniently opens the door and throwing the bars of chocolate onto the table, he’s gathered the attention of everyone in the living room.

“jungkook has a girlfriend!”

at the exclaim, you peek from your laptop, watching as six guys scurry over to the phone that namjoon’s holding and the rest of them are losing it.

“what the fuck?!

"that kid’s too young to be -”

“he’s sixteen, let him go,”

“but still! how come we don’t know about this?!”

“more importantly…” at the sound of jimin’s voice dying off, six heads turn to look at you and you stop your typing, only to look up with a calm expression - one they didn’t expect.

“what?”

“don’t fucking what us! why aren’t you freaking out?!”

you scoff a laugh, pushing your laptop aside as you stand up form the sofa, “you think i didn’t know about that by now,” you take long strides to reach where they are and using two fingers to zoom into the picture of the girl’s face that’s blurred but you’ve seen a clearer version of it before on someone else’s phone, “her name’s jiyoon.”

((“okay what the fuck.”

“she knows everything, this isn’t fair.”

“shut up. you’re too loud,”

“you’re taking her side?! hyung! she didn’t tell anyone!”

“that’s what secrets are for and-”

jungkook blinks at the sight of six people sprawled out on the floor, you by the sofa on your own and he gulps at the thick tension.

upon meeting eyes with you, you’re giving him a heads up, pointing with your eyes at namjoon’s phone that he manages to squint his eyes at, realizing that’s him by the sidewalk earlier, “jungkook… you might wanna run,”

and when the six of them start getting up from the floor, jungkook makes a run for it with wide eyes and a paled face. “oh fuck,

“oh fuck it is, boy!”

“come back here!”

I MISS YOU

A/n: This is an imagine inspired by Zayn Malik’s song ‘Like i would’. You and Stiles were dating a long time ago and since Theo Raeken appeard in Beacon Hills, you two sort of clicked and started dating. You missed Stiles a lot, but you would never admit it. Without your knowing Stiles misses you too, more than he even thinks he does. (THIS IS MY FIRST IMAGINE AND I HOPE YOU REALLY LIKE IT!! HAVE A NICE DAY <3)

(Theo Raeken x reader x Stiles Stilinski)

Warnings: slight smut, caught , make out

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You were at your locker, gathering your books for your next period. Since you knew Theo is sick, you brought some muffins for him after school. You turn around to see Stiles standing next to you, smiling shyly “H-hi, i haven’t seen you there” you say chuckling. He chuckles too “We haven’t talked in a while now,did we?” He says looking down. You bit your inner cheeks,something you always did when you were nervous. You looked down, scared to face him, scared of being hypnotized of his sweet chocolate brown eyes. “So?…” He let’s out a shakily breath “How have you been?” He says rather awkwardly. I look up and smile at him “I have been good, i guess.” You both start walking to coach’s office, because you had to ask coach for some practice for your soccer team. As you two were talking about casual things,Stiles suddenly blurts out “I miss you” He started to blush and you could see he didn't regretted saying it, so he started to explain himself “I-I know I’m too late telling you this,but i really do miss you.” You couldn’t find words to describe how you feel, you didn’t even listened to his explaining anymore. You glanced over at his lips then back at his eyes. You roll your eyes at his rambling over how he misses you. You stand on your tip-toes and peck his lips. When you pull away from him, he quickly cups his face and brings your lips back to his again. The kiss soon got heated and you open the door of coach office and practically slam it shut with your foot. You let your books fall on the ground as you jumps on Stiles, wrapping your legs around his waist. He picks you up and holds you up by your tights as he sits you up on the desk, not caring what was on the desk. He pulls away from the kiss to kiss down your jawline and necks,to your collarbone. He sucks on your sweet spot and you moan softly ,gripping his hair tightly. He smirks as he still knew your sweet spot after that long time. He placed his hands on your hips,slowly slipping under your shirt. He kissed you once more as you heard foot steps. Your eyes shot open and you pushed Stiles away carefully and jump off of the desk. Stiles helps you gather up your stuff and you two hide behind the door, that will soon open. The door opens and Mrs.Martin walks in and takes some papers,before closing the door behind her. After you hear the footsteps getting silent, you giggle, trying to hold back your laughter. You walk further into the office and turn around to see Stiles as he tried to hold back his laughter as well. You wrap your arms around his neck and he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. You both share a sweet and lovingly kiss before you pull back sighing and stepping out of his grip “No one can know this, if Theo finds out. He will..” you say nervously as Stiles calms you down “Kill you? Nah, Batman will come help you with his bat.” He smiles cheekily at you and you laugh, opening the door and walking in separate ways. Without your knowing,someone saw the two of you. Unluckily it was Theo, that came to surprise you on your anniversary.

Tommy Wiseau's The Room themed RP ask
  • "I haven't got five fucking minutes!"
  • "You're not my fucking mother!"
  • "Who are these characters?"
  • "Anyway, how's your sex life?"
  • "You're just a chicken."
  • "Everybody betrayed me. I'm fed up with this world."
  • "You're tearing me apart!"
  • "Do you understand life? Do you?"
  • "I like you very much, lover boy."
  • "I'm going to take a nap."
  • "I just like to watch you guys."
  • "I got the results of the test back. I definitely have breast cancer."
  • "They are using me, and I am the fool."
  • "They betray me, they didn't keep their promise, the trick me, and I don't care anymore."
  • "If you love me, you'll drink this."
  • "Did you know that chocolate is the symbol of love."
  • "It's not true. I did not hit her! It's bull shit! I didn't hit her! I did NOT! Oh, hi."
  • "What are funny story."
  • "I'm in love with _________, not ________!
  • "He's very sensitive."
  • "Let's go home."
  • "She loves you too. As a person; as a human being."
  • "In a few minutes, bitch!"
  • "I'm tired, I'm wasted, and I love you!"
Omgcp characters as things i've done
  • Inspired by @mrcrappyknight
  • Bitty: made cupcakes with my best friend, and broke 3 frosting bags during the process. We had chocolate frosting all over our hands and on the counter
  • Lardo: locked 3 boys in a basement because they were mean to a cat
  • Tango: at age 11 searched "Can you get pregnant by masturbating?"
  • Jack: Walked outside when it was -3 degrees and went "oh, it's not too cold!"
  • Chowder: ate a jalapeño popper whole without knowing what it was at a Christmas party. Proceeded to cry for 10 minutes.
  • Whiskey: a boy drew me a picture in kindergarten, I said I didn't want it. When he asked why I looked him straight in the eye and said "Because it's ugly."
  • Shitty: decided to watch lion king 2 again when I was 14 because it'd been a while. cried twice
  • Holster: was sick on my birthday in 8th grade but still insisted on singing along to every les mis song at my party. I couldn't speak the next morning
  • Ransom: Was really cranky one morning at school, and told a classmate that if he took my favorite pencil I would not hesitate to kill him. I was 6
  • Dex: went to the Boston aquarium with my sister and grandmother. At the end of the trip said "I think that's the most non-white people I've seen in a day"
  • Nursey: Published warrior cat fanfiction along with a really poorly written poem in my school's literary journal