i have been laughing for so long

Draco x reader (Neville's friend)

Hello! Can i request a Draco imagine where (y/n) likes to help Neville when he gets into his many situations like when they had their first lesson with Hagrid and (y/n) helps Neville with sewing his robes because he forgot to “stroke the spine” and Draco gets jealous because he likes (y/n) and he gets himself into similar situations like Neville so he can get (y/n)’s attention? Love your writing btw ——————————————————– “Neville what did you forget?” Neville turned around. He grabbed the Remembrall out of his pocket. “Its red, that’s why I don’t know what I forgot. I got it from my gran a long time ago. Maybe I forgot that I put it in my pocket.” You laughed about nevilles silliness. Neville and you have been friends since first year. Neville was looking for his toad, and that how it all began.


“Hello Everyone welcome to your first lesson, grab your book! We have a very special book for care of magical creatures this year. Carefully stroke the spine!” You grabbed you book and carefully stroked the spine.


“Neville?” You turned around and saw Neville struggling with the book. “Neville stroke the spine!” Draco also turned around. “You fucking idiot.” You rolled your eyes at draco. “Shut up malfoy, just walk.” Draco stopped And Walked towards you. “And why Should i take orders from you?” He was a bit taller than you. He moved closer to you. “I said, why should I take orders from you.” You pushed draco back. “Because you dont have the right to call him an idiot.” Draco turned around to his friends and started laughing. “Come on guys, this is to pathetic.” Draco walked away. You walked towards Neville and helped him up. “Come on Neville, im going to take you to Madame pomfrey.” Neville nodded.


“Can you hand me the needle.” Neville and you were sitting in the library, trying to fix nevilles rope. Neville handed you the needle. “What is the next step in the book?” Neville laughed. “Think (y/n)! Just put the thread in the eye of the needle.” You sighed. “Isn’t there a spell for this?!” Neville closed the book and placed it back on the shelf. “Ofcourse there is! But this way you learn something you might going to need when you are older. And you can’t sew magicial robes.” You laughed. “I have a wand, and if I marry a muggle there are always stores to fix these kind of holes. But maybe your right..” Neville cleaned everything up and placed it back in the box Neville Got from his grandma.

“He (y/n)! I also have a hole in the pocket of my robe!” Draco yelled from behind the bookshelf. “Shut the fuck up malfoy! You unrespectfull brat!!” Neville yelled. Neville drawed his wand and pointed it to draco. “Oeehh, longbottom is a bit feisty.” Said Draco teasing. Neville stepped closer and pointed it under his jaw. “Come on Neville this is useless, he is a fucking child! You can’t talk to him properly.” You grabbed nevilles hand and pulled him out of the library.


It’s was late at night and you couldn’t sleep. You stepped out of your bed and walked trough the empty halls. You quietly sat down on a bench outside. “Nice pjs.” Draco smirked. You tried to hide your smile. “Couldn’t sleep either?” Draco asked. you nodded. “I like to come here to think, it’s really quite out here.” You glanced at draco. “I’m sorry.” Draco noticed your silent treatment rather quickly. “I’m sorry that I was such an asshole today.” You looked at draco. “I really hate it when you are so mean to Neville, he doesn’t deserve that.” Draco’s cheeks flushed bright red. “I..just wanted your attention.” You were suprised by draco’s sudden confession. “I know it isn’t right to do that by bullying Neville.” You saw that draco was genuinely sorry. “If you are really sorry, I forgive you. But it is not me you have to apologize to.” Draco nodded. He looked at the ground. “I understand.” You layed your hand on draco’s hand. He looked at you and smiled.

I just want to tell you that I love you. I know I pretend like I don’t but I do. And I’m sorry it took me so long to say it but I couldn’t risk having my heart broken until I realized I was breaking your heart instead. So, this is it. This is my profession of love for you. My frozen-in-time, all-or-nothing, embarrassing confession that I am in love with you and that I have been for years. Ever since that trip we took to the farm on halloween, the one where you got scared and I laughed, but what I never told you was that all I wanted to do was hold you and keep you safe. That was the moment I realized that I needed you and I’ve just been scared that if I ever said any of this you’d leave. That maybe I wouldn’t be good enough because you’re amazing and I’m just me. But now I see it. You look at me the same way I look at you. I was too blind to see it before but it’s not just me. We’re in this together. So please, just tell me I’m not crazy. Say you love me too.
—  All I ever wanted.

sometimes having a best friend who has seen you through your many phases sucks (and yes keith is laughing at him)

i headcanon that lance was “emo” but the most emo he could get was fall out boy but he still always talked about how he hated preps and would take the iconic “2008 myspace scene boy selfies”

Unforeseen sides of BIGBANG members:

GD: YoungBae sense of humor is like a kid. Sometimes I don’t understand why he thinks they’re funny, but when he gets addicted to a joke, he keeps saying it for at least a month. What’s he into now? I don’t focus on them so I forgot . Seungri has no unforeseen characteristics. He is full of vitality and does not sleep. I really want to know what he does flying back and forth.

Taeyang: Daesung is surprisingly…secretive. We’ve been working together for so long but I only know a little about him. He never gets in touch with me outside work schedule and that sometimes hurt my feelings (laughs). TOP is surprisingly delicate like a bubble. Our houses are close to each other now and he often calls me at night saying “Come, now.” When I reach to his house, he is there being sentimental (laughs). As for GD, we have been together from when we were little. I know too much about him so I am not sure what is unforeseen. You all think Seungri is active right? In reality, he is 100 times more active than what you think. I’m worried about him… He is active no matter how busy. His manager gets too tired and thinks of quitting his job. To stop the managers from quitting, SR has to give them presents occasionally (laughs).

Daesung: GD is actually a money saver. He thinks a lot before buying something. Then, he buys it a lot (laughs). TOP is lonesome; BIG BANG’s baby. I keep watching over his back.

Seungri: G-Dragon is Asian Michael Jackson. He is outstanding in everything, having strong presence as a star of music, fashion, and has great aura. TOP is James Dean. His handsomeness as a man is over the top! SOL is EXILE’s Hiro-san. (T/N: Hiro is a leader of a well-known Japanese vocal/dance group EXILE.) He is good at dancing, has leadership, and great at bringing the members together. D-LITE is usually quiet but he suddenly speaks up with striking words. His commenting skill is like Beat Takeshi. (T/N Beat Takeshi is a well-known Japanese comedian/movie director.) Me… I am Bae Yong Joon! “Winter Sonata” is a K-drama that everybody wants to repeat. I am also a guy who people would want to repeat.

TOP: GD has a flexible heart, YB has a strong core. SR has so much energy, DS is very reliable.


TOP: If I talk about the members, it would take a loooong time, and it would lose its mystique. And honestly, talking too much may end up with facts that disappoint the fans (laughs). So I would leave it up to all of you on why I think so. I hope you all could discover members’ different sides.

The Mystery of Suga’s 3rd Muster Acrylic Stand

Yoongi hadn’t seen the standee he’d liberated from the BigHit offices since he’d given it to Jin at that crazy gift exchange / Christmas party a few weeks ago.  He hadn’t seen it and - well - it bugged the fuck out of him.  He’d at least expected Jin to make a big show about standing it up in some agonizing part of the dorm.  YOongi hoped it wouldn’t be in the bathroom at the bottom of the toilet bowl to encourage the Kids to aim better - but thought that a distinct possibility.  

However even that would be preferable to - well - nothing.  And there was no sign of his little gift - not even in Jin’s trash.  Not that Yoongi had looked….hard…

It finally bugged him so much he had even asked Jin, who had smiled his little mysterious smile in Yoongi’s direction and had refused to answer his question. Just shrugged those beautiful shoulders of his and told Yoongi to “not worry about it.”  

So Yoongi tried, and tried again.  And then tried harder.  He would almost succeed in forgetting about the fact that his gift to Jin had gone missing, hadn’t been put up on display, had been apparently forgotten and cast aside by everybody but him - INCLUDING by the person who got the gift, his very own Forever Roommate Jin who he thought would care enough for his face to at least want to see him when he had to pee.  

He would almost forget and then Jimin would come strutting out of the bathroom wearing the underwear Hope had given him, or Namjoon would buy another pack of wet wipes (having gone through the original pack given to him by Jin almost right away and getting addicted instantly), and it would all come back  - HIS gift had apparently been thrown away.  

And ok, maybe it hurt more than he wanted to admit.   So he pouted.  

He was pouting a few days later, when Jin called him from the house one night around dinner time.  He asked Yoongi to stop by his office in the BigHit building on the way home from work to pick up a script he needed for one of his classes.  Yoongi didn’t grumble about doing something for his ungrateful roommate any more than usual, ok not much more than usual - but all of his grumbles stopped when he opened Jin’s closed office door and turned on the light.  

There, in the place of honor right to the right of Jin’s pink keyboard, was Yoongi’s acrylic stand, literally inches away from the script he was supposed to find and bring home.  There was no way he could miss seeing it.  And in that second, Yoongi knew that Jin had known he was upset, and this was how he was gently making it better.  Yoongi was thankful it was after hours because he couldn’t wipe the big dopey grin off of his face.  Here he was thinking that Jin had thrown his gift away, when in fact - he had done just the opposite, done more than Yoongi had ever imagined.  

He got home as quickly as he could, jumping in a car and all but running into the dorms.  Dinner smells were beginning to leak through the apartment, and Jin was muttering at the stove, apparently giving a pep talk to the meal they were about to eat.  Yoongi didn’t say a word and just swooped in for a back hug, firmly wrapped his arms around Jin’s waist - burying his nose in the t-shirt Jin was wearing that smelled like cooking and their room and HOME.   

“Hmmmmm,” Jin said, “Min Yoongi I presume…:

Yoongi didn’t answer.  

What’s going on, everything ok, did you find the script??”   

Instead of crying to Jin about how much it really did mean to him to see his little standee on Jin’s desk, instead of causing a scene by declaring his eternal love for his forever roommate right at dinner time, Yoongi just hugs Jin a little tighter (so tight he squeaks) and tucks his smile closer into Jin’s back while he whispers “Everything’s great Jinnie, I found the script no problem. I’m just really glad to be home.”   

Sam Drake laugh/chuckle compilation

Side Note: Sorry I’ve been so inactive lately. I’ve been busy with college apps and school so I haven’t had any time to make content, let alone have enough free time to play video games :(

Misc. — pt. 2  {Sentence Starters} 

  • “I could protect you.”
  • “Get out. GET OUT!”
  • “Are you gonna eat that?”
  • “Are you threatening me?”
  • “How are you even still alive?”
  • “How DARE you threaten me…”
  • “You could still be a good person.”
  • “Have room for one more in there?”
  • “I did what I HAD to. I don’t regret it.”
  • “You’re really starting to piss me off!”
  • “If you touch my fries, I WILL bite you.”
  • “You really, really don’t want to do this.”
  • “Well, you don’t have to be rude about it.”
  • “Mind if I share your umbrella for a minute?” 
  • “You think you’re so great, but you’re really not!”
  • “Stop laughing at my incompetence, that’s rude!”
  • “Um, hi. How long have you been standing there?”
  • “Why do you do this to me? You just hurt my feelings.”
  • “This game tears families apart… I get to be the racecar!”
  • “You aren’t welcome here, anymore. Get your stuff. Get out.”
  • “You can’t just push people away. You need to talk to someone.”
  • “If you touch me, I won’t even bother to make it look like an accident.”
  • “Is that a knife or are you just happy to —- Nope, it’s a knife! It’s a KNIFE!”
  • “You know, you should try to be a little friendlier to people. It wouldn’t hurt.”


I took this chance to finally draw this headcanon that had been in my headcanons notepad (yes I do have such thing in my desktop ww don’t laugh) for a while. Needless to say, it’s a Tetsu x Misono comic xD

I like the idea of Tetsu and Misono being so used to each other from spending so much time together that they… well, do things like the one in this comic ahaha anyway, here you go~

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“So Molly Hooper,” Sherlock sets down the pint I’ve just bought him and brushes the foam off his top lip. I wait for him to continue, but he doesn’t have a little speech planned it seems, because he just smiles at me. Waiting. 

“Erm.” I take a long swallow of my own pint. Then another. 

Concern and amusement mingles on Sherlock’s face, “Everything all right?” He sips again. 

I thunk my pint down on the bar and make that little false laugh I’m trying to stop doing, “Oh yes. Erm. I just. Have something to tell you. I’m thinking how.” 

Sherlock turns bodily in his chair to face me, clasping his hands under his chin and fixing both eyes on mine, “Yes? I’m listening. Something troubling you?”

“No!” that was a bit loud, I think. Cough a little and sip my pint again. “No, just. Something I’ve just sort of. Just worked out. And I’ve got to tell someone, and I don’t know when or how it happened, but. Erm. You’re sort of my best friend, so.” 

Sherlock raises his eyebrows and smiles, “Oh indeed? Well, I’m all ears.” 

“And figuring it out had a lot to do with. Well. Hope you don’t mind my saying. I mean. It wasn’t very like but. Anyway. If I hadn’t ever known you, I’m not sure I would. Erm. Well.” I cough again, just so I can lower my face. Maybe that will account for the blush, too. I’m fairly sure I’m blushing. 

“The ends of these sentences must be very important, Molly. I’m afraid I don’t follow you.” 

Blow out a beery little breath, then sip from my pint again. It’s half gone by now. “I. I’m. I. I like women. Only. I’m a. I. I’m gay,” the last in a whisper, followed by a weird little giggle that I can’t quite swallow. I chance a glance up at Sherlock. 

He’s beaming at me. I’ve never seen him look so pleased. “Well!” he taps his pint glass against mine, “Welcome aboard!” 

I burst out laughing at that, and Sherlock grins and grins watching me. “Thanks,” I tell him, still giggling. I take another long draw on my pint and hiccough. “I’m a lesbian,” I say quietly, trying it out. 

“Congratulations!” Sherlock grins at me, then leans over the bar, trying to catch eyes with the barman. “So many of the best people are.” 

I’m laughing so hard. 

Okay, so Burky (which I check up on because I’m forever curious about these things) had been following Niall Horan on his Twitter account for a long time. No other One Direction members, no one even associated with 1D. Just Niall. 

When I realized this a couple of months ago it had brought a smile to my face. He must genuinely like Niall as a person. Like, aw Andre. Same.  

WELL he must have changed his mind, and very recently, because he no longer follows him. Why would that be? It is a question I asked myself and at first I had no clue. Niall doesn’t tweet often and when he does it’s nothing obnoxious or spam like. So I dropped it as “eh”. Life. 

But then I remembered Niall’s Instagram post from last week. 

He went to the Kings/Caps game and decided to root for the hosts. Most likely wearing a Kings jersey while doing so.

Now I’m not saying that Burky was feeling some type of way about this, but if it’s true then he’s my level of petty and I love it.

Sometimes I remember that I went to Troyes concert, then I realize I saw Troye Sivan live. I saw him, I was in the same room as him I heard him sing, with such passion, the songs that helped me so much. I’ve been watching him on YouTube for so long, and he can always make me laugh, to see him in person was incredible. I have seen Troye Sivan live, and that blows my mind.

160816 Suga’s FC Post//Trans

The thing with music is that it comes easy then becomes really hard then comes easy again / sometimes (I) sit there for dozens of days and nothing comes out and other times (I’m) there for only ten minutes and music comes out / hmm (I’ve) been making music for 11years now and it’s still hard haha like life

Turns out I started making music since I was 13

During this long journey I think I was able to take time to organize my thoughts on who the person ‘me’ is / although I was able to organize my thoughts on who I am, I’m not going to tell

Of my beats, I chose only the aces to work with / I had saved them for Bangtan’s album but well…I think I’ll be able to make better music anyways :) / I’ll be doing music for much longer than I have been so far *laugh*

I spent close to half my life making music, you’d think it’d get tiring but while living my 24years there hasn’t been anything else I’ve been as passionate for / since my personality is impatient anytime I started something new it never lasted :)

I’ve always wanted to be the best to someone

That’s why I was restless and anxious while comparing myself to others, not being satisfied (with my work), being greedy, thinking, being sad…

Greed which was a weapon sometimes turned into anger

While working on this mixtape, (I) went back to my 13 year old self and saw a memory stuck in the corner of my mind / When I first started making music, rather than someone who is the best at making music, I wanted to make music that would give comfort and emotions to someone.

I think this work has been work that brought me comfort

Why does this young guy have so much resentment

The guy of expectations was always so far from me so there were many times when I clenched my jaw* / due to that I was always able to show you beyond expectation

What a relief :)

I don’t really like interpreting and explaining songs

Music isn’t the creator’s but the listener’s

That’s why during my album reviews I don’t explain the song or the lyrics but I focus on the process in making the songs / Even if I were to explain, it’s not something that really can be understood / Interpretation is solely on the listener

Chew it out, tear it apart, taste it, enjoy it to your heart’s content

While doing this work I felt like I was going back and forth between heaven and hell multiples times a day / Sometimes I’d feel great about something and then get scared about messing it up / sometimes I’d feel ah this is enough and then feel a bit of regret / It felt quite different from what I felt (while doing) Bangtan’s album / I started this while going around on tour and it was crazy but while working on the second half I’m thankful I had some breathing room because the bighit family helped.

Thank you to Yankie hyung and Suran nuna who helped without hesitation with just one phone call even though it’s not even an official album and just a mixtape :)

Will be together with you at your creation and at the end of your life
Wherever you are, will welcome you
In the end, at the end of adversity, will be in full bloom
Though the start may be humble, the end will be prosperous
*lyrics from so far away feat. suran*

(trans cr. Joyce @bts-trans)

Min Yoongi is most definitely a genius

Trans by @bangtoori​ 

anonymous asked:

For the drabble game: a steve rogers x reader with a "you and I are friends and dont have valentines day plans so we watch movies wrapped in the same blanket and we've always been friends but im just noticing how brightly u smile at cheesy romcoms and how u laugh at the dumbest stuff and wow i think i might love you" (sorry if its long, thanks darling!!)

Originally posted by peoplealwaysleave-99

It starts out as a joke.

You tell Steve that you’ve got a hot Valentine’s Day date with Netflix, a bottle of wine and a pile of blankets.  He asks if he can be a third wheel on that date.  And somehow, now, on the most romantic day of the year, Steve’s sitting in your apartment, cuddled up next to you under the same blanket pile.

In your defense, it’s cold and you only have a few.

You’re trying to pay attention to the movie and Ryan Gosling and his beautiful face, but you find yourself distracted by Steve.  His laugh every time a character says something funny.  The way he smiles when something particularly romantic happens.

And that’s when you realize you’re in love.

You’re not sure how to tell him, if you should tell him, so you don’t.  You spend the whole night, mere inches from him, willing your brain to focus on the movie instead of the man next to you.

But your brain has other ideas and plans.  The warmth of the blankets and the wine in your stomach put you to sleep.  Slowly, you slump sideways, your head rolling onto Steve’s shoulder.

Steve looks down, his eyes widening, but his lips quickly curving up into a smile.  He pauses the movie and turns the TV screen off, stretching his arm around your shoulder and drawing you closer to him.  

He yawns and closes his eyes, resting his head on top of yours.

It’s then that he realizes he loves you too.

Out of the corner of my eye,
I recognize a wisp of your hair
in a long and crowded area.

You don’t even look in my direction,
but my eyes can’t stop to remember
all we’ve done together.

How we’ve made eachother laugh,
how we’ve cried together,
how we’ve supported eachother,
how we’ve always been honest with eachother,
how we’ve been in eachother life’s everyday for the last half decade.

And now I have to pretend like I don’t even know you,
When I know you better than I know myself.

And it hurts.

God does it hurt.

It hurts so much
that I’ve written a fucking poem.

—  To My (ex) Best Friend
The Ripper

Originally posted by pretty-originals-diaries

        Stefan x Reader(vampire) 

    “Y/N! Stop!” You heard Stefan yell just as you were getting to the good part of your meal. You released your teeth from the mans neck and just glared at Stefan with a look that could kill. 

         “What.” You were angry now. You shoved the man away from you and made your way towards Stefan. You didn’t quite know why you were so angry, but you didn’t care, you had thrown care out the window a long time ago. “I’ve got 300 years on you Stefan, don’t tell me what to do.” You snarled. 

       Stefan stood his ground no matter how close you got to him, he stood still. “You don’t have too be like this Y/N. I can help you.” His words made you laugh. 

       “You think, you can help me. Your full of shit. I have been a ripper for far to long, Stefan, you cant turn it off, you just can’t.”  His hard stare softened, but his body was still ridged. 

         “I can help you, you just have to let me.” He sounded almost like he was pleading, but you knew he couldn’t possibly care that much for you.  

         You turned away from him and looked at your meal. The man was still standing there with blood pouring from his neck, you were honestly surprised he was still standing. While watching the man bleed, you had an idea. Stefan couldn’t win you over, but maybe you could win him.   

         “Stefan, do you know what its like too not have one care in the world?” You said coming close to him again. “Turn it off, Stefan, turn it off.” You place your hands on his cheeks, in hopes that your touch would help persuade him. 

         “I cant do that.” He shook his head and took your hands from his face. “I can’t do that.” It sounded as if he was trying to convince himself that he couldn’t. 

        “Just a month, be with me for just a month. Then you can turn if back on, and maybe I will too.” That promise was empty. You were never turning you humanity back on. You gazed into his eyes. You could see how hard he was thinking about this, but at least he was considering it.  

         “If I do this, we cant hurt any of the people I care about.” He said weakly. You were okay with that simply because you did’t really kill for sport, you killed for food. 

         “Fine, just be with me Stefan.” You were pleading now. Having Stefan by your side would be the best thing that has ever happened to you.

    You saw him do it. You saw his guard drop. You saw his humanity leave his mind. Honestly  you didn’t think you could break him, but you did. You won. 

        “Try this on, she is delicious.” Stefan said and he swung the girl into your arms. You took a bite like he said and he was right. Her blood had a strange sweetness to it. 

        “She must be Vegan.” You said with a grin. He smiled and made his way over to you. He warped his strong arms around you and kissed you. The fresh blood on his mouth was getting all over you, but you weren’t sure if you cared. 

        “ Should we clean up our mess?” you asked as his lips moved to your neck. You looked around at the 3 bodies scattered across the room. 

        “We probably should if we want to keep Damon off our trail.” He pulled away and looked me in the eyes. “But, yet again if we clean this up no one will see our glorious work.” He smiled. 

        “I say we leave it.” You said throwing your arms around his neck. 

         “Well then we leave it.” He said. He kissed you one last time before running with you out of the dorm room. 

      You rolled over on the bed to face Stefan. “Turn on the news.” You smiled knowing that word of your elaborate dinning sessions must had made it to at least the local news station. 

      Once the TV came on, the first thing you saw was ‘Killers Strike Northern Virginia’ You smiled and rolled over onto Stefan. “Look at that we finally mad it to TV.” 

       “You do realize that within a few days, Damon will be hear begging me to turn it back on.” Stefan said resting his hands on my cheeks. 

        “Well then we will just have to get him to join us.” You smiled. 

A/N: Sorry its kinda of short, but if you want a part 2 all you gotta do is ask. :) I hope you enjoyed. 

Scratch - Part 1 - (Steve x Reader)

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

Summary: (Y/N) and Steve have been best friends since New York, so when when they are both going through a dry spell they agree to a friends with benefits relationship.

A/N:  I’ve been wanted to write this for the longest time, and the movie Friends with Benefits was on so I took it as a sign that it was time to write it. I already have the next few parts written and ready to post, so if y’all like it you won’t have to wait long for the next part.

Warnings: light smut I guess

“Can I just be brutally honest for the next few minutes,” I ask Steve leaning back in the chair opposite of his desk.

“When aren’t you,” Steve laughs not looking up from the reports he was looking over.

“I miss sex,” I say. Steve clears his throat and sets down the papers before looking up at me with a raised brow. “I’m serious,” I say. “Being an Avenger is great and everything, but you have no idea how much it has interfered with my sex life.”

“And why are you telling me this,” Steve asks.

“Because you are my best friend,” I smile. “And I know you can relate.”

“Why is that,” he asks.

“Because as your best friend I know that you haven’t gotten a good lay in a much longer time than me.”

“Well that’s just how this line of work is,” Steve sighs. “There is no time for a relationship.”

“I don’t need a relationship Steve,” I frown. “I just need a really good lay every once in a while. You can’t honestly tell me you’ve never wished there didn’t have to be an emotional connection for you to get one out of your system.”

“Like a booty call,” Steve asks.

“I’m surprised you know what that is,” I raise an eyebrow, “but no, not really a booty call, but something similar. Something like friends with benefits.”

“The benefits being sex?”

“Yes exactly,” I grin. “You said so yourself, in this line of work there is no time for relationships, all I want is a friend who would do me a favor every once in a while, and by favor I mean sex.”

“Do you really think you can find some one to fit the bill?”

“I have someone in mind that will be perfect for the position,” I smile standing up and walking around to Steve’s side of the desk.

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Secret Santa for @twindoodle! Sorry I’m late! 

They run across the rooftops, grinning excitedly. It’s been ages since they last got to hang out like this. She watches her partner, her best friend, laughing as he manages to stick a landing to a jump that nobody without a superhero suit would ever be able to manage. He’s a great guy, honestly.

She just wishes they could actually talk more.

Well, maybe they can! They have all night, so long as no akumas attack. So why shouldn’t they just talk, a little bit? It’s not like one conversation will reveal all.

“Hey, Chat? Want to play twenty questions?”

He nearly falls over. “What? Really?”

She laughs. “Really.”

He beams, and nods, leaning on his staff with a wide grin. “Want to go first, or shall I?”

She taps her chin. “Hmm… what do you want?”

“Anything my lovely Lady decides!” he beams. And… this. The flirting would be nice… if she even once thought it might be real. But honestly, who would be that candid with their crush outside of the movies?

She grins, an idea popping into her mind. “Okay, I’ll go first: Who do you like?”

He stares at her for a minute. “Um…  you, obviously? I mean, who wouldn’t fall for the lovely Lady of Paris?”

She laughs, slightly, and smacks his shoulder. “No, I’m serious! Who do you like? I want to know for real.”

He smiles, and shakes his head. “I’m serious too. I’m very serious about you, my Lady.”

“C’mon, really,” she smirks. “I know you’re a flirt, but there has to be somebody who’s capture your heart, right?”

She’s not sure why, but his smile seems to falter. “Yes. You.”

She frowns. “Okay, okay. If you don’t want me to know…”

He stares at her blankly, and then a sad look crosses his face. “There is someone.”

She perks up. “Tell me about her! Or him? Or them?”

“Her,” he says quietly. “She’s… amazing. Her eyes are like bluebells… and she’s just… lovely.” A sad smile plays at his lips. “She’s creative, and clever, and brave. And I love her, so much. But… well, I don’t know her as well as I’d like to. And she doesn’t know I love her, because every time I try to tell her, she doesn’t take me seriously.”

Her eyes widen. “What? How dare she? Who is this girl? I’m going to have WORDS with her!”

Chat gives her a slightly panicked look. “Nonononono! It’s okay! You do not need to do that! You do not! At all! It’s fine!”

“Just give me a name, Chaton,” she looks up at him with wide eyes. “Please let me play matchmaker?”

He shakes his head quickly. “Really, it’s fine, I swear!”

Meanwhile, her mind is whirling. “Okay, so you don’t know her that well-”

“Hey!” he frowns, crossing his arms. “I know her plenty well… just… not as well as I’d like to. You know?”

“So you don’t know her that well.”

He pouts, rolling his eyes. “You won’t figure out who she is.”

“Shh!” she puts a hand up. “Okay, and she doesn’t take you seriously… I’m assuming you flirt like crazy around her, right?”

“Yeah,” he mutters. “You got it.”

She thinks it over carefully. “And blue eyes… creative… Not Chloé?”

“NOT Chloé,” he confirms.

“So…” she rubs her temple. “Who have I seen you flirt with other than me…?”

He sighs. Nobody, he wants to say. Only you. But he can’t just say that. She won’t believe him…

And it’s technically not true, as she’s starting to remember. Suddenly, her eyes widen in shock. “Oh my god. Oh my god, it’s so obvious. Princess, why didn’t I see it?” she looks at him. “You like Marinette?”

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Laughy Choro HCs with the Matsus.

- Jyushi picking him up and swinging him around until he laughs. He protests at first but slowly starts to smile, before erupting into loud and hearty laughter.

- Kara trying to make something like a cake or a sculpture and it comes out totally lopsided and wrong. It looks so weird and funny that they both just laugh at how ridiculous it is.

- Oso making this one sound that Choro finds totally hilarious. He hates laughing at it because it’s stupid and childish but he can’t help but burst into hysterics every single time Oso does it. Oso often gets a weak-from-laughter sock in the gut for doing it constantly despite Choro’s giggling protests.

- Ichi playing with his cats around Choro and their funny little antics making him giggle. Ichi shows him how to angle the cat toys to get the best reactions out of them and Choro can’t get enough of how cute they are.

- Totty showing Choro memes and vines he thinks he might like on his phone. They’re usually ones that relate to the brothers’ living situation, and sometimes they sit pointing out which brother would most likely be doing what stupid thing in each meme/vine. The others come to see what they’re laughing at and pretty soon everyone is bickering good-naturedly and laughing at the memes.

Destiel Bloopers
  • Take 1:
  • *Jensen and Misha's faces are gradually getting closer*:
  • Misha: Where did you come from, where did you go?
  • *Jared pops in on the set*:
  • Jensen: I knew this was gonna be a long day
  • Take 2:
  • Misha: *actually starts doing his proper dialogue*
  • Jensen: I wish you were my pinky toe so I could bang you on every piece of furniture I own
  • Misha: *tries not to laugh*
  • Dammit Jensen!
  • Take 3:
  • Jensen: JARED FUCK OFF
  • Take 4:
  • Jared: Ya'll gonna fuck or nah?
  • Take 5:
  • Misha: Stop groping my ass it's not in the script you little shit
  • Take 828292:
  • Misha: Does it really have to be canon? We've been here for days *whines*
  • Jared: Get your fucking ass back in his arms! *points to Jensen*