i don't even care that this is the cheesiest thing ever

anonymous asked:

(i don't have emoji's bc technology hates me but can you do all of kiyoshi's headcanon things? thanks!)

Sure thing!

Kiyoshi the bae:

☾ - sleep headcanon: he snores a bit, and he usually sleeps sprawled out on his bed, limbs everywhere. He’s very still while asleep, though, and tends to hug his pillow at some point. If he’s sleeping with his s/o, he kind of ends up attaching himself to them and won’t let go until woken up, which isn’t very easy.

★ - sad headcanon: he actually knows how to hide his emotions pretty well. When he’s feeling sad, he tries to push it to the back of his mind and focus on whatever he’s doing at the moment. People like Hyuuga, Riko and his s/o would def know something’s up, but they wouldn’t say anything. Most of the time, he doesn’t tell anyone what the problem is, and they respect this.

☆ - happy headcanon: he smiles a lot when he’s happy. Little happy grins, a light smile on his face, maybe even hum a little depending on the mood. His steps are just that bit lighter, and he feels like he can take on the world. Everyone automatically ends up being in a content mood as well because his happiness is just that contagious.

☠ - angry/violent headcanon: he’ll never try to settle anything with violence. He’s going to arrive at the scene and try to calm everyone down with his kind smile and easy-going attitude. Most of the time it works, but only because people are terrified of his height. If it’s a really extreme situation, as in ‘shit someone dear to me is really going to get hurt if I don’t do something’ he turns into the Hulk, but if it’s nothing that life-threatening he’d probably just pick the person up and run away with them.

✿ - Sex headcanon: (I already wrote a bit about it here but I’m changing to this one ohohoho) Kiyoshi is a beast in bed. He’ll spend a lot of time kissing and sucking on his partner’s most sensitive places as he whispers words of adoration to them and them fucks them into oblivion. Of course, there are times when he’s gentler and sex is lighter and full of laughter, but those are fewer and far in between. Regardless of how sex went, there’ll always be cuddles and giggles later.

■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon: already done here

♡ - romantic headcanon: also here

♥ - family headcanon: from what he know, his family consists of his grandparents. He loves them a lot, and he’s very protective of them. They’re already pretty old, so there are a lot of things they can’t do. He’s very patient with them, and careful to not hold them with too much strength. He loves to drink tea with them in the evenings, in which he just listens to their stories and laughs.

☮ - friendship headcanon: Kiyoshi is a huge teddy bear. He’s that one friend that everyone’s always hugging because he gives the best hugs ever. Extremely protective and a goofball, people often compare him to a giant puppy. Despite his height, he’s very gentle and is the one to go whenever you need some cheering up. However, goofing around with him is also the best thing, simply because he’ll make anything fun, whether it’s just a walk in the park or a boring movie.

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon: he somehow ended up doing house chores as a hobby. As stated before, his grandparents are probably already very old, so they can’t do much. He sweeps the house and cleans the windows as a way to take his mind off things, and he’s also doing something productive, so that’s a bonus. He also likes to play hanafuda, playing cards that are used to play a number of games. As for his quirks, he tends to tap his feet repetitively on the floor whenever he feels like it. It annoys Hyuuga to no end.

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon: since he’s a simple man, Kiyoshi likes quite a lot of simple things. He loves laying his head on his s/o’s lap and when they brush their fingers over his hair. He likes the smell of rain and freshly-cut grass. He likes the smell of coffee and green tea and the smell new books have. He likes to sleep in late on weekends and his s/o’s natural smell. He likes dorayaki and miso soup. He dislikes surprising, unexpected situations (the kind that makes you lose your footing) and the smell of burnt food. He hates people who threaten his friends and when his grandparents get hurt/sick.

▼ - childhood headcanon: he was the sweetest child ever. He always listened to his parents and grandparents, and even acted as the motherly-kind to children his age. He wasn’t nearly as confident as he is today because he used to be really insecure about his height; he easily towered over older children, and he felt really out of place. Regardless, he loved to spend time with his grandparents and never gave anyone too much trouble.

∇ -. old age/aging headcanon: he’s going to be the most patient and goofy grandfather ever. A very ‘do things at your own pace’ kind of old person, he’d encourage his children and grandchildren to find that one thing they want to protect and don’t ever let go of it. He’s be that one grandpa that mixes up his stories just so his grandchildren can correct him. He also finds amusement in thinking up the cheesiest and dorkiest pick up lines and telling it to his s/o.

♒ - cooking/food headcanon: Kiyoshi knows how to cook the basics extremely well. Things like the traditional Japanese breakfast - rice, miso soup and grilled fish - are things he can almost cook with his eyes closed. Whenever he finds a new recipe, he has to cook it a few times before he can cook it to his liking. He usually doesn’t cook anything too fancy - because again, his grandparents - but he likes to spoil his s/o every once in a while.

☼ - appearance headcanon: he’s a very chill person about his looks. If it’s clean and fits nicely, he’ll wear whatever he sees first. As for his hair, he showers every morning and just lets it dry in the wind or dries it quickly with a towel. When he has a date with his s/o, he takes a little bit longer to choose a suitable outfit and see if he can make his hair obey him, but the longest he’ll take to get ready is 15 minutes.

ൠ - random headcanon: he has this kind of shoujo dream; he dreams that one day he’ll be doing something he enjoys as a job, and when he comes back there’ll be his s/o waiting for him in a cute little house with a white fence and some flowers and a huge German Shepperd comes running to greet him while his s/o is smiling at him from the front porch holding their two babies. He just gets lost in that kind of thought too often for Hyuuga’s liking.

◉ - Any other question of your choosing: idk man Kiyoshi’s secretly a German Shepperd no one will ever convince me otherwise

You want an analysis? YOU WANT AN ANALYSIS? Well BUCKLE UP BOYS AND GIRLS CAUSE WE’RE GOING ANALYZING.

FIRST STOP. LET’S TALK ABOUT THIS WHOLE ‘SHE ONLY LIKES HIM CAUSE HE’S A HERO’ THING. CAUSE THAT GETS REAL OLD REAL FAST. PLEASE REFER TO YOUR CLOSEST COPY OF HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON. A GIF WILL DO. OR EVEN AN IMAGE IF YOU’RE REALLY SCRAPING THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL.

THIS ONE LADIES AND GENTS. OBSERVE. OTHER TEENS: STANDING, SMILING, ACTIVELY ENGAGING HICCUP. ASTRID’S JUST SITTING. WATCHING. WITH WHAT ACTUALLY LOOKS LIKE DISAPPOINTMENT. THE OTHER TEENS COULD CARE LESS ABOUT THE ACTUAL DESTRUCTION THAT HICCUP CAUSED. ASTRID DOES. ASTRID CARES. WE MAY NEVER KNOW IF SHE’S DISAPPOINTED BECAUSE THE RAID ENDED BADLY, IF SHE DISLIKES THEM TEASING HICCUP, OR BOTH. BUT THE POINT IS– SHE NEVER PARTICIPATES IN TEASING HIM. NEVER.

ASTRID IS NOT EVEN INDIFFERENT TO HICCUP. ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASION, SHE PUSHES HIM TO PARTICIPATE. SHE KNOWS HE’S CAPABLE OF MORE THAN WHAT HE’S PUTTING OUT BECAUSE LET’S BE HONEST, HICCUP IS SASSY AND GREAT, BUT IF HE’S NOT PASSIONATE ABOUT IT, HE’S KIND OF AN UNDERACHIEVER. HICCUP’S GOT SHIT TO DO, HE DON’T CARE. SHE WATCHES WHEN HE LEAVES, SHE LOOKS AT HIM WHEN HE TALKS, SHE EVEN TRIES TO INSTRUCT HIM IN TRAINING. WHEN SHE FINALLY SNAPS IT’S BECAUSE HICCUP ISN’T SHOWING MORE PASSION/INITIATIVE. NOT BECAUSE SHE’S A BITCH, NOT BECAUSE HE’S DIFFERENT, NOT BECAUSE HE SCREWS UP. 

SO YEAH, WHEN STUFF STARTS TAKING OFF FOR HIM, SHE’S SUSPICIOUS. JEALOUS, YES, BECAUSE SHE’S WORKED HER ASS OFF FOR WHAT HE’S GETTING. BUT SHE’S A SMART CHICK. SHE KNOWS SOMETHING’S OFF. SHE CORNERS HIM, ROMANTIC FLIGHT HAPPENS, DREAMWORKS STABS HER CHARACTER IN THE FACE, WE ALL KNOW THE DRILL. WHEN THEY GET BACK, SHE ASKS IF HE’S GOING TO RISK EVERYTHING FOR TOOTHLESS. HE SAYS YES. THAT IS THE EXACT MOMENT IN TIME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WHEN HICCSTRID IS BORN. WHEN HICCUP THE USELESS FINALLY TAKES A STAND. FROM THAT MOMENT ON, ASTRID REALIZES THAT HE’S NOT AS APATHETIC AS SHE THOUGHT. ASTRID HATES APATHY. NOT HICCUP.

FAST FORWARD. CLIFF SCENE. TBH I REALLY AM NOT A FAN OF THIS SCENE. I THINK IT COULD HAVE BEEN SCRIPTED BETTER. BUT IT STILL SHOWS ASTRID’S CHARACTER AND SINCERE AFFECTION FOR HICCUP. EXHIBIT A. SHE’S FUCKING THERE. HICCUP’S JUST WATCHED HIS FATHER, TRIBE, AND BEST FRIEND SAIL TO THEIR DEATHS. SHE’S THERE. TO PUSH HIM. JUST LIKE IN TRAINING. SHE KNOWS HE CAN DO MORE. SO SHE TRIES TO TALK TO HIM. SHE KNOWS SHE’S NOT GOOD AT IT. WHO STARTS A PEP TALK WITH, “YOU’VE LOST EVERYTHING”? SHE PRESSES. SHE SAYS, “I WANT TO REMEMBER WHAT YOU SAY RIGHT NOW." 

WHY? HER LIFE HAS JUST CHANGED ON A DIME GUYS. 24 HOURS AGO SHE HATED DRAGONS AND WANTED TO SLAY EVERY SINGLE ONE. EVERYTHING SHE THOUGHT SHE KNEW ABOUT HONOR AND HER CULTURE AND THEIR 'SIDE’ OF THE WAR IS CHANGING, BUT IN THIS MOMENT, SHE’S THE ONE WHO NEEDS TO HEAR WHAT HICCUP SAYS. SHE NEEDS TO KNOW IT’S NOT ALL FOR NAUGHT. THIS IS ONE OF TWO VERY OVERLOOKED FLASHES OF VULNERABILITY FOR ASTRID. THE OTHER IS WHAT EVERYBODY KNOWS AS THE CHEESIEST LINE IN THE FILM– "GO.” RIGHT THERE, EVERYTHING SHE LOVES AND HOLDS DEAR IS IN THE HANDS OF ONE KID ON A DRAGON. IT’S THE DUMBEST LINE EVER, BUT IT ALSO MAKES YOU REALIZE. THIS GIRL HAS ALWAYS BEEN THE ONE PEOPLE COULD DEPEND ON TO BE STRONG, TO FIGHT. AND NOW SHE’S USELESS. SHE FEELS HELPLESS. SO SHE SAYS THE WORLD’S STUPIDEST LINE BECAUSE SHE’S TERRIFIED.

RED DEATH DEATH. TEARY ASTRID. ONE LEGGED HICCUP. HICCSTRID HAPPILY EVER AFTER.

NOW LOOK BACK AT THE WHOLE THING. COUNT THE TIMES ASTRID REALLY SMILES. THREE. ONE– ROMANTIC FLIGHT. TWO– “HE’S ALIVE!” THREE– AFTER KISSING THAT SCRAWNY LITTLE VIKING TEEN RIGHT ON THE MOUTH. IT’S NOT LIKE ASTRID DOESN’T SPEND HALF THE MOVIE SURROUNDED BY HER GROUP OF FRIENDS. THERE SHOULD BE SOMETHING TO MAKE HER SMILE, RIGHT? SHE’S TOO STRESSED ABOUT SAVING HER VILLAGE AND REGAINING HER FAMILY’S HONOR (FLIGHTMARE EPISODE, FOR THOSE WHO ARE CONFUSED). SHE’S ZUKO YA’LL. SELF DISCIPLINE. HONOR. THOSE ARE TWO OF HER BIGGEST CORE VALUES.

HICCUP NEEDS ASTRID TO GROUND HIM. KEEP HIM FROM MAKING EXCUSES. ASTRID NEEDS HICCUP TO GET HER OUT OF HER HEAD. THEY COMPLIMENT EACH OTHER. THEY PUSH EACH OTHER. THEY MAKE EACH OTHER GROW. THAT’S CANON, BITCH.

anonymous asked:

isn't sasuke being interested in sakura just as OOC as naruto being interested in hinata though? :o i('m a ns shipper and) don't really like either, so the question has been bugging me for a while, why do you like sasusaku? (just curious, sorry if it had been answered before!)

No it’s not OOC at all, it’s ooc for him to be lovey dovey with her because that’s not who he is, but it’s not ooc for him to be interested in her. Look Sasuke had psychological  issues because of his loss, he treated people like utter shit because he was fucking afraid of getting close to them( not that it’s an excuse, cuz it sure as hell isn’t). We all thought that he was the cold guy who didn’t care about anyone: but then we found out that all this time HE was the one who wanted to be with Naruto the most.

And for Sakura, it was fucking obvious that he had a soft spot for her. Ask yourself this: Why on earth would he wanna treat he like shit and put her through so much pain during moments she spills her feelings and heart out for him? for the lolz? or because she actually got under his skin? because she makes him care? We have seen him act towards her in ways he has never acted any other person. Sasuke always cared about Sakura and saw her, he just didn’t show it. Just like he saw about Naruto and cared about him. Seriously people need to read between the lines. NaruHina on the other hand, Naruto NEVER had a clue about how she felt and he had all the time throughout the manga to fall for her — but he didn’t. Instead the had to make the crappiest, CHEESIEST movie where they have to LITERALLY make him see all the things from her perspective, make her be kidnapped and forced into marriage by some alien ( damsel in distress shit is one of those things i hate the most in fiction! i just hate it so much i can’t even describe it!) , make him ” realise ” that he has loved her all along ( which sure as fuck never fucking did ) and yes i will say it: FORCE HIM WITH HER BECAUSE OF PITY.

SasuSaku is faaaaaaar better than NaruHina on so many levels, not only because it’s realistic and raw but also because the pairing has development and the characters have actually know each other well enough to actually take their relationship to the next level. NaruHina is just a pity ship where Naruto is Hinata’s prize and nothing more, i’m sorry. Almost every NaruHina moment has been a moment where Hinata had to be pitied. Her fight with Neji ( she almost died) Her confession in the pain arc ( she almost died ) Naruto saving her from a zetsu clone ( he was about to kill her) Neji’s DEATH ( she almost dies again and then he fucking cousin dies)

and then we have the fucking movie where everything goes wrong for this sweet,shy, perfect girl who never did wrong. Her scarf gets torn 2743235637 times, her sister is kidnapped, she gets forced into marriage, she has to be saved by her prince-kun.

Do people even see this? 

Don’t EVER put SasuSaku on NaruHina’s level

NaruHina is a fairytale love story for 3 year olds and we’ve seen this sooooooooo many times, i am sooooo sick of it jfc

Accidents Don't Just Happen Accidentally (Part 7)

You stood for a minute, probably in shock, probably boiling in anger, because of what just happened. You confessed your love to him and he walked away. For the second time, he walked away. Your heart stung. The emotional pain quickly turned into physical pain. It fueled you up.

Tears were streaming down your face as you heatedly tried to wipe them away. You didn’t want to feel anything. You wished that the tightness in your chest would just go away. You couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t think.

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anonymous asked:

Hey! A silly AU prompt here: so now that the award season is here, I've been thinking all day about director/writer!Cas or Dean up for a best director/original screenplay/whatever award, and taking his best friend with him to the ceremony, and maybe accidental kiss in the euphory of winning or something, I don't know, I can totally see them doing something like that.:')

He can’t say it out loud, Dean would shoot down the claim as soon as the words are out of his mouth, but Castiel does not deserve to be here. 

Sure he did some of the best work of his life on Redemption Road*, basically wrenched the words from his soul, but it’s his first film - an independent one at that - he’s got no business rubbing shoulders with blockbuster film makers. 

Yet here they are.

Dean’s hand comes to settle over Castiel’s, and he squeezes reassuringly. He looks immaculate in his tux and black bowtie, no matter how uncomfortable he claims to feel, and Castiel offers him a weak smile. 

Perhaps they can spend the night getting drunk on the beach and laughing about the whole thing when it’s over.

Castiel likes it when Dean laughs.

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Rain
  • Ashton: A kiss in the rain. It's one of the cheesiest things a couple can do in a rainy situation, and you and Ashton were no exception, in fact, your first kiss as a couple was in the rain. "Let me kiss you!" he said with a smile as the rain poured down on you both. He had walked you home in the pouring rain after your amazing date and you smiled as you teased him for his request. "You're so cheesy!" You said before he leaned in to kiss you. As he pulled away, he held your cheek in his hand and said, "Maybe so, but I'm also a classic."
  • Luke: You and Luke were at the park late one evening having the time of your lives when rain soon began to trickle down from the sky. "Oh no babe, we've got to go before we get all wet." You tell him, but he has a better idea. "No, let's stay here." he said with a grin. You laugh, "Um, okay babe... Whatever you want?" You said, happy but still unsure. You laughed and Luke pulled you to his chest as the rain started pouring down faster and faster. Your hair was starting to cling to your face and you didn't feel very attractive at that particular moment "Okay seriously, are we going to leave anytime soon?" you asked, pecking him on the lips. "Sure babe, but first I want to do something." he said as he grabbed your hands and began to swing you both around. You were both laughing happily as you began to dance in the rain. You danced all night out there and had the most fun you'd ever had. The spontaneous moment was one to remember, as was the week after when you and Luke were taking turns taking care of each other and the colds you both received, but you wouldn't have changed that night for anything. It was perfect.
  • Michael: "Mikey!" You called out to your best friend. "It's raining!" You exclaimed excitedly. He laughed as he watched you run out your front door. Twirling happily and raising your hands in the air. "You really do like the rain, don't you? He asked you, an amused smirk on his face as he stepped out of the house to meet you. "Lay out here with me." You requested. "What?" Michael asked, taking in your command. "Lay out here with me." You repeated. "Lay here with me in the rain." He smiled at you warmly, taking your hand. "Okay," he said, helping you onto the ground. "I will."
  • Calum: "Tag, you're it!" You giggled as you tapped Calum on the shoulders before running in the opposite direction. "I'm going to get you now!" He yelled as he chased after you. Rain was pouring down on you both and you knew in the back of your mind that playing tag was childish but you didn't really care. "Whoops!" You laughed as you slipped on a wet patch of grass and fell, now soaking wet and laying on the ground. Calum purposely slipped and fell next to you, smiling seductively as he looked at your now drenched clothing. "Smooth." You said sarcastically, turning away from him. "You're it." He whispered as he leaned over to you and grabbed you by the waist. Before you could blink he'd gotten up and started running in another direction again, making you laugh and just keep on going, despite your now drenched state.

tabbyrp:

Tabby reclined into Clint’s embrace with a happy sigh. His chest a solid presence behind his back; his arms holding her with tender care. She was wrapped up in his body and affection, and through the press of limbs and flesh he felt… calm. Relaxed. This holiday and this place had brought a piece of serenity to them both, and Tabby couldn’t help but snuggle in closer to bask in the soothing presence.

“I love the dress and can’t wait to wear it out. But you’ll be the only man I dance with.” The sight filled her mind… music and swaying bodies and that hot, flippy skirt twirling as Clint spun her around the room. It drew a husky sigh and a warm, teasing smile. “Though y’know… I’ve seen your moves. I might have to fight pretty hard to defend you from all the men and the women angling in to do the salsa with you.”

Her fingers settled over his forearms, so much wider and stronger than her own, and tugged them tighter around her waist. It was a little greedy, but she wanted Clint as close as possible. “My other gift… we’re definitely only trying that one out in private.” The temptation lingered to suggest they tried it out right there and then. But that was for later. Maybe. If he was ready.

She didn’t need more that night than the fire that warmed her toes and Clint close by. Except for possibly a little pile of gifts, shiny purple paper scattered with snowflakes, to be attended to. They were tucked beneath the tree, Clint’s name written on every tag, and she was dying to see him open each and every one. “But first… your presents?”

“As if anyone else stands a chance when I’m with you”, Clint chuckled, a little embarrassed because that was easily the cheesiest thing he had ever told her.

But it was also true, and he made sure, she would hear the low, promising undertone in his voice, telling her, he would prove how much he wanted her, very soon and very lengthy. He pulled her close enough to his body so she could feel the heat flowing through him, just from imagining her in that tight corset. Or during a slow hot rumba rhythm, their bodies moving against each other, his hand slipping under her skirt a little…

He buried his face closer to her neck with one of these little growls he knew she liked so much, fingertips playing gently up and down her sides and hips. It took a considerable amount of self restraint not to let his hands wander further.

“God, I want you”, he murmured, not even trying to hide the longing in his words anymore.

First things first. He wanted to make her something nice for diner, because that was Christmas too. Also, they would both need the energy.

Also, she had just said something about presents, and that made him blush instantly. For a moment he thought about telling her, she shouldn’t have, because really. It wasn’t like she had a Stark-employer like income.

But she looked so nervous and happy that he closed his mouth and leaned forward to capture her lips in a kiss instead. This obviously made her happy, so he would shut up and be happy too.

And something told him, with Tabby there would be no embarrassing moments like with his teammates, who after more than 2 years still didn’t know shit about him but insisted on spending their considerable amount of money for stuff he didn’t even know how to use. In a way that was even worse than socks and a wet handshake from S.H.I.E.L.D. in the years before.

Natasha knew, of course. If they bothered at all with celebrating, sometimes she brought him something for his weapons and gave him very… bodily gifts you couldn’t buy anywhere. But they hardly ever met at Christmas, so their own little gift giving could very well be in June.

God, how glad he was to have escaped this madness this year. For that alone Tabby deserved that he tried to make her happy every single second they were here.

“Guess I’ll have to let go off you for that”, he whispered close to Tabby’s ear, followed by a gentle bite. “Be right back.”

Admittedly, he was a little curious now. More than a little maybe.

tabbyrp:

For Clint - my farmboy,

To keep you fed,

To keep you warm,

To us,

(And I know it’s really cheesy but) To bring you home,

Love Tabs

Clint unwrapped the little glittering boxes very carefully, slowly, a remainder of rougher times and a little child who hardly knew getting presents at all. He didn’t really find words, but he hoped, Tabby would see his feelings it in his astonished smile.

Every single of these pieces was carefully thought through, completely personal and spoke of so much love and affection that the attached card wouldn’t even have been necessary to know.

He swallowed a few times but that knot in the back of his throat didn’t go away. As it happened so often, there were no words to tell her how precious she was to him. His fingertips carefully touched the frame of that picture, and his smile deepened at the memory of this day, just a little harmless, casual fun before everything had gone to hell.

“Perfect decoration for the drawer.”

He nodded lightly into the direction of that heavy monster in the corner without really realizing he had said something. Many years ago there had been other pictures there, each and every single one hopefully burned by now, as he had told the housekeeper. Now these rooms were empty, nothing personal left here, and he was determined to change that. This house was to become a home for the two of them, anytime they had time and needed it.

His thoughts were far away for a moment, in distant places and times of blood and tears when he carefully picked up that compass and recalled the last time he had needed one. The memories soon faded, amazed away by the way the soft firelight played in the shiny surface, the restless movement of the needle until it settled to show the North. How did this woman know him so well?

“You’re too perfect. You know that, right?”

Very carefully he sat the precious gift down and stole one of these delicious looking chocolate things. When he was eating, at least he couldn’t say something wrong. Also they didn’t just look delicious.

With a hum of pure enjoyment he fell back on the carpet and pulled the wonderfully soft blanket a little over himself and Tabby’s legs while he settled his head on her thigh to look up at her. She would see that embarrassing shine in his eyes, but he didn’t care. She had seen him in worse, weaker states.

“Really, you’re amazing. All of this… It’s amazing. Can’t remember I ever felt so happy at Christmas.”

He reached for her hand to pull it to his lips and press a long, tender kiss to it.

“Thanks, Brooklyn. I wish I could tell you properly how much this means.”