i have yet to see you jerks do so

K-I-S-S-I-N-G - Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Prompt: You have yet to experience your first kiss when you are cast as Peter Parker’s love interest in the upcoming Spiderman movie. It doesn’t help that your character is the one who initiates the kiss and that you like your costar, Tom.

Word Count: 2500

A/N: I absolutely love Tom and Harrison’s friendship. In order to fit my idea for this imagine, I had to make Harrison kind of a jerk. So my apologies to anyone who would get offended over that. Harrison seems like a good person-please do not allow this fictional one shot determine how you see him.

~~~

“Rise and shine!” Someone shouted, their muffled voice ringing throughout your hotel room. You turned under your covers, planting your face into your warm pillow with a groan-not ready to start the day.

“Wake up, Y/N.” Another person insisted, knocking lightly on the door.

“Don’t make me come in there. Get up, you lazy butt.” The first voice threatened and the knocking got louder. You threw your warm covers off you and shouted back.

“I’m coming, Haz! No need to break down my door!” You replied. You yawned and rubbed your eyes.

“Hurry up.” Harrison stated.

“Take your time.” Tom said.

“No, hurry up. We’re going to be late.”

“We won’t be late.” The boys began to argue outside of your hotel door as you changed into decent clothes. You brushed your teeth quickly before combing out your hair.

“Are you ready yet?” Harrison asked impatiently. You opened your door with a tired smile. He sighed, “Finally!”

“We still have half an hour.” You stated, closing your door and beginning the walk down the hallway to the elevator.

“Y/N, I got you your coffee. Just the way you like it.” Tom said, handing you the hot cup. You smiled gratefully as you took it. He was always doing small things for you, such as getting you coffee almost daily as if he was your personal assistant.

“You’re a life saver. Thank you.” You replied, taking a sip of it. You kissed his cheek, missing how his cheeks flared as you did so. The elevator doors opened and the three of you stepped inside.

“Where are the others?” You asked.

“They’ve all got the day off. I wouldn’t be surprised if they all are sleeping in.” Tom explained.

“I wish I could be that lucky. So are we shooting mainly our scenes today then?” Tom was the star of the movie, playing Peter Parker aka Spiderman. You were portraying the love interest of Peter, which meant the two of you had a lot of scenes together. You both got along great and that chemistry transitioned onto the screen. You would even dare to say you had a developing crush on the dorky British actor. And oh how Harrison loved to tease you about it. He was like the annoying older brother that teased you and you would fire right back at him.

“Can we stop for breakfast on the way to the studio?” Harrison asked, “I’m hungry.”

“Hi, hungry. Nice to meet you.” You teased and he rolled his eyes.

“I really hate you sometimes.” He replied.

“No, you love me.”

~~~

After getting breakfast for the three of you on the way there, you were sat in the makeup chair, having your artist begin applying makeup to your face. A smirking Harrison came towards you from where Tom was talking to the director.

“What’s got you all smug, Haz?” You asked.

“Oh, nothing. I just figured out what scene you’re shooting today.” He beamed in excitement. You closed your eyes as your makeup artist began to do your eyeshadow.

“What scene would that be? Your cameo?”

“Nope.” Harrison replied, “Peter and Y/C/N’s kiss.” If your makeup artist hadn’t been working on your eyes, you were sure your eyes would’ve fallen out of your head. It’s not that you didn’t like the idea of kissing Tom, but it was that you had never kissed anyone before. A first kiss was something that little girls dreamed of and it had never happened to you. Now, you were being robbed of that experience because of your choice to become an actress. You knew you would have to kiss him eventually for the role since it was imbedded into the script that your characters would share one. It was even harder to think about the kiss because your character instigates it and not Peter.

“Really? The kiss scene already?” You questioned.

“Yep.” You could hear the joy in Harrison’s voice. Your makeup artist finished with your eyes and called it good. You thanked her and then grabbed your script, looking over the scene.

“Have fun with it. Shooting starts in ten.” He laughed even more smug than when he came over in the first place. A whole day of taunting was scheduled for you-you could just tell. You read over the scene again and again until the director called you into place.

“Don’t be nervous.” Tom tried to calm you down as your makeup artist applied one last touch of chapstick to your lips.

“That’s very helpful.” You replied sarcastically.

“It’s just like any other kiss, except you’re kissing me.” He stated and the confusion immediately spread across his face-wondering exactly what he just said and why. You two got into position on the set that was your character’s room.

“And action!” The director called.

“I need to go.” Tom said.

“Why? You just got here.” You asked, as Tom moved towards “your” bedroom “door”.

“I-I-I need milk.” He replied and you raised your eyebrows.

“Why are you lying to me?” You raised your voice a little.

“I’m not lying.” Tom stated in an unconvincing tone.

“Peter, we need to talk.” You said, standing from your desk.

“Maybe later, Y/C/N. I’m sorry-I’ve really got to go.” He put his hand on your door handle.

“Peter Parker, you listen to me right now.” You demanded and watched as his hand dropped. Your voice went into a whisper, “Are you Spiderman or is it a hobby of yours to get into fights and play with my feelings?”

“I-I-” Tom voiced. His voice and facial expressions clearly showing the internal conflict bubbling inside of Peter. “Yes.” He sighed, “But no one can know. Not Ned and especially not Aunt May.”

“How? How did this happen?” You asked, stepping closer to him.

“It’s a long story. Just stay inside tonight, promise?” He replied, meeting your eyes. You were supposed to pull him in for a kiss by taking him either by the shirt or the back of his neck, but, instead, you sighed and looked away.

“Cut!” The director yelled.

“I’m sorry.” You apologized, guilt and embarrassment eating you up. You felt guilty for ruining the otherwise great scene and you were embarrassed for letting your feelings get the better of you. It just didn’t feel right to you to initiate your first kiss with your cast mate in front of tons of cameras.

“Just take a breather. That was really good.” Tom stated. He was always the encouraging and supportive cast mate. If you struggled even in the slightest, he would be there to help you. You had spent several nights in each other’s hotel rooms, reading your lines and acting out scenes; but never once has this scene been brought up between you two.

“I’m good-I’m good. Let’s run this again.” You stated, trying to convince everyone, including yourself, that you could do it again. You and Tom went back to your original place to restart the scene.

“Action!” The director called and the cameras began to roll once more. The lines flowed from both of your mouths easily and then the important part came.

“Just stay inside, promise?” Tom asked. You inhaled a sharp breath before grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him down to you. The moment your lips locked, your mind became clouded with thoughts. Was this what kissing felt like? Were you doing it right? What was Tom going to think? Did he think you were good? Was it too much? Was it convincing? There was a loud laugh from off set, making the director call cut.

“Harrison!” Tom shouted, breaking away from you. You closed your eyes and dropped your hands to your sides to process what had just happened. You had just experienced your first kiss-now you could never go back.

“If you can’t keep your mouth shut Osterfield, you’re going outside.” The director said. Harrison nodded, trying to stifle his laughter.

“Two people kissing isn’t that funny.” Tom added. Harrison was ordered to leave because his laughter was not stopping.

“I’m sorry.” You apologized to Tom.

“Don’t be. You did fine.” He replied with a small smile.

“I haven’t initiated a kiss in a while.” You mumbled, embarrassed.

“You’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about. It wasn’t bad. I just didn’t kiss back because it’s not scripted for Peter.”

“Let’s roll this again!” The director shouted.

By the tenth take of the scene, you and Tom had to focus on not laughing. It began to stop being uncomfortable and awkward, but it was still an unusual thing for you. You pulled him in for the kiss as scripted and he started to laugh against your lips, making you burst out in giggles as well.

“Two people kissing isn’t that funny, Tom. Get a grip.” You teased while laughing all the same.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He repeated as he tried controlling his laughter.

The last time you and Tom had to do the scene was by far the strangest one for you. It was written that you would kiss him and then, after a moment, he would begin to kiss you back-right as you pulled away. But all of that did not happen for the last take.

The moment his lips hit yours he began to kiss you back. It surprised you at first, but you continued with it. You pulled away from him.

“Go get ‘em, Peter.” You said quietly, finishing the scene.

~~~

“I am so going to beat you.” Harrison said cockily to Jacob as the two began to play a video game in Tom’s trailer.

“Tom’s going to be so pissed at us for drinking all of his Dr. Pepper.” Laura laughed, sitting down beside Zendaya on the couch.

“Hey, you drank the last one.” Zendaya stated.

“I called dibs before we got here, so technically it was Jacob.” She replied.

“No blaming me for anything.” Jacob said, his eyes glued to the large TV screen. The girls watched as the boys played their game, waiting for the last of their cast mates to arrive. It was a common thing for the cast that had finished their filming to wait in someone’s trailer before going back to the hotel or grabbing a bite to eat. This time, they had all snuck into Tom’s trailer and (im)patiently waited for you and him to arrive.

“It’s always your fault.” Harrison responded. Their ears perked up as they heard the trailer door open.

“It was fine-I promise.” Tom said, walking into the room with you following him. He sighed as he saw the four others sprawled in his living room area.

“Really? You lot couldn’t just go to your own trailers?” Tom asked, kicking off his shoes.

“You have the biggest TV.” Harrison and Jacob replied simultaneously.

“Your couch is comfy.” Zendaya shrugged.

“My trailer is the smallest.” Laura stated. Tom rolled his eyes, “Can we go to dinner now?”

“No! I have to beat him first.” Harrison exclaimed. Laura got up from his spot on the couch and stood in front of the TV, blocking their view. You rolled your eyes at the boys who tried to see around her. You picked up the remote and turned the TV off, much to Jacob and Harrison’s dismay.

“You’re no fun.” Harrison pouted.

“I’ve been filming all day. I am more tired than you can imagine. All I want to do is eat and sleep.” You stated, standing by Tom in the doorway.

“Are your lips tired too?” Harrison teased making a kissy face at you. You took one of Tom’s throw pillows and chucked it at him.

“Aw, man. Was that today? We missed the kiss scene?” Zendaya whined.

“You didn’t miss anything.” You said.

“It was so funny. They were terribly awkward about the whole thing.” Harrison stated with a laugh, “Was there any tongue?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows at Tom, “Kissing burns 6 calories a minute. How many did you two burn today? How chapped are your lips?” He continued as the others began to laugh and Tom rolled his eyes, “What’s the flavor of Y/N’s lipgloss? Strawberry or vanilla?”

“Do it again.” Jacob encouraged.

“Yeah, do it for our friends.” Harrison taunted.

“Harrison-” Laura started, being the one who saw the upset look flash across your face.

“Can we drop this?” Tom asked, feeling slightly annoyed at his best friend.

“You guys go to dinner. I’ll just eat on my own tonight.” You said, turning and leaving the trailer with all eyes on you. Tom’s trailer was silent as everyone’s attention shifted to Harrison, who was now looking extremely worried and guilty. It wasn’t unusual for him to make slightly taunting jokes; normally you would give him sassy remarks. Laura and Tom made eye contact and she sent him a silent look that told him to go after you. Wordlessly, Tom left his friends and went to your trailer that wasn’t too far from his.

He knocked on your door quietly. He listened as footsteps drew closer to the other side of the door.

“Harrison?” You asked with a unsteady voice.

“The other one.” Tom replied. His heartbeat quickened as the door slowly opened. He felt a pain form inside him as he registered the red color of your eyes-you had been crying and it had been partially his fault.

“Can I come in?” He asked and you nodded, allowing him to enter. He shut the door behind him as you went back to your small kitchen. Tom followed you in there.

“Cereal for dinner?” He questioned, acknowledging the empty bowl, spoon, milk and cereal box on your counter.

“It’s all I’ve got.” You shrugged.

“May I join you?” Tom asked and you nodded, getting another bowl for him and a spoon. You two sat down at the table and began to eat the cereal in silence.

“I’m sorry for what Harrison was saying.” Tom spoke up, breaking the quiet air.

“It’s not your fault.” You replied, “I’m just sensitive about it.”

“Why would you be sensitive about kissing?” It was an innocent question-he meant no harm. You paused for a moment before answering.

“Because I’ve never been kissed. I’ve never been in a serious relationship and I’ve never kissed anyone. Today was difficult because I had to initiate it and I had no clue what I was doing.” You said in a hushed tone. Tom’s spoon clattered as it fell into his bowl.

“You-you’ve never been kissed-like ever?” He asked in confusion.

“That’s the meaning of never, is it not?” You replied dryly. “I already feel foolish as it is. I don’t need you, Harrison, or anyone else mocking me for it.”

“No-no-I’d never.” Tom stated, “I was just confused because earlier today when we were-ya know-kissing, it didn’t seem like you were that inexperienced.”

“So you’re saying I didn’t completely suck? Thanks.” You commented back sarcastically.

“That’s not what I meant. I mean, you still need practice, but it’s only because you’ve never done it before. You are a good kisser-I wouldn’t mind doing it again. It probably would have been better if I kissed back as well.”

“What did you just say? You wouldn’t mind kissing me?” You asked.

“Of course not.” Tom paused, “The truth is: I really like you. I was excited then and I’m excited now to have you play Peter’s love interest.”

“You know, I wouldn’t mind kissing you again either.” You replied with a shy smile on your face. Tom placed one of hands on the side of your cheek and drew you into him, planting his lips on yours.

You have probably kissed him at least twenty times today, but it’s different than those kisses. There is a spark in it and it’s filled with emotion and passion. It’s not acting, it’s real. You pulled away breathless, feeling your lips buzz.

“Now that was a kiss.” You said.

“And I plan on doing it a lot more.” Tom mumbled against your lips, locking them with his in another kiss.

[DRABBLE REQUEST] Boyfriend!Joshua (G)

Request from: Jisoup Anon
Prompt: Studying sucks, unless you have pizza and Hong Jisoo.
Word Count: 1385… sorry ><
Genre: I tried to fluff… sorry ><
A/N:
Ello friend! Sorry, it’s been long. I suck at writing, and I especially suck at writing fluff, so I had Scooped to help a little with the fluffy fluffy parts. I hope it’s readable at least hehe. Byeee~ 
junnie :>

(If you’re slacking, here’s Joshua staring into your soul telling you to do your work.)


Another day… another exam… another subject to study for. It’s annoying.

And it’s starting to piss you off because spring break has started and you’re missing out on all the fun.

Your friends are either out on shopping sprees in the day or partying and having sleepovers in the night. Some are even petting polar bears and dancing with penguins on the other side of the world. Holidays has even started for your boyfriend, Joshua, even though he takes three more subjects than you do.

However, here you are burning the midnight oil for the paper in two days. At times like these, you absolutely regret signing up for additional subjects during the holidays. Everyone tried to talk you out of taking classes during the holidays but, being the stubborn kid that you are, you refused to listen. Completing more subjects beforehand means that you have less subjects to worry about after spring break is over. But this also means that you have to sit for six exams before you can enjoy spring break. What’s worse is that you have less than two days to prepare for each paper. Luckily, the paper that’s coming up in two days is the last, but also the hardest one.

“Hey, I brought food!” you heard Joshua calling out behind the front door of your tiny apartment. Knowing that he had his own keys to enter, you didn’t even bother getting up, let alone glance at him once.

“Jagi, you there?” Joshua called again as he removes his shoes and heads off to find you.

“Mmm…” you hummed, not fully paying attention to your boyfriend who was now standing in front of you.

“Hey jagi, come eat first,” Joshua instructs as he tidies your mini study table, placing the box of pizza in front of you.

You don’t have much time left to finish studying 20 chapters for the exam, let alone having the time to even think about eating.

“I’m not hungry. Can you move it away?” You nudged the pizza box away, retrieving the papers from his hands.

“You can study after we finish the pizza okay?” Joshua smiled sweetly. If it weren’t for your exams, you would’ve gave into him as soon as he entered your apartment.

But passing the exam was important to you and since it was the only obstacle hindering you from spending the greatest spring break ever with your boyfriend, you wanted to get it over and done with. Also, you felt that Joshua should’ve known how you felt, and leave you alone to study.

Joshua placed the box down on the counter, grabbing a slice to bring it over to your desk. “Just one slice. Here let me feed you.”

Fed up with his constant pressing, you unconsciously smack his hand, causing the pizza in his hand to fall on the floor.

“Joshua leave me alone! Just eat by yourself!”

You didn’t even bother apologizing or cleaning up. Studying was your top priority there and then.

Joshua stared at the slice of pizza lying on the floor.

“So much for caring,” Joshua sighed, picking up the pizza slice and putting it in the trash, along with the rest of the uneaten pizza. He left your apartment afterwards without saying another word.

You were being stubborn, and you knew it. Joshua was only trying to take care of you, like he promised, since the very beginning even before you two were an item. And yet you still had the cheek to push away his care and concern just like that.

You immediately regretted, but passing the exam was still important.

“Ugh, why am I such a jerk.”


As soon as the bell rang, everyone rushed out from the classrooms, in attempt to leave the school quickly so that they could enjoy their spring breaks. You walked behind with your friends who were busy discussing about what they wanted to do during their holidays.

“Can’t wait for my London trip!!”

“My family’s taking a road trip down to the lake”

“Finally have the time to see my grandma”

“No more studying!! Yassssss”

“KDramas all day err day, goodbye world”

“What about you y/n? How are you spending your spring break?” One of your friends asked when they see you spacing out, “Are you gonna hang with Joshua?”

Your thoughts went back to two days ago when you were being stubborn and how he left without saying much. The both of you did not even text each other during these two days, which was very unusual as the two of you used to text each other about anything and everything the entire day.

“Oh, uh, maybe not.”

“What’s up? Did you two fight or something?”

“Erm, kinda, but it’s nothing much. I just think he has better things to do besides hanging out with a killjoy like me.”

“Who dares call my girlfriend a killjoy?”

That voice. That sweet voice. Ahh, there’s no wonder he’s one of the main vocal of Seventeen. That sweet voice that made you fell for him even harder the first time you met him. That voice that you’ve missed so much after not hearing it for two days.

The group of you turned your heads to the voice, and you find yourself coming face to face with an angel from outer space.

Everyone else started giggling and whispering among themselves whereas you just stood your ground staring at your boyfriend, clueless as to why he was there. “Remind me again how you managed to find an angel”, one of them nudged you and whispered.

Joshua started walking towards your group, stopping right in front of you. His lean structure towers over your small one as he puts an arm around your shoulder. You turned to look up at him, but he was looking at your friends instead.

“Excuse me ladies, but y/n has to go right now.”

Before they got the chance to reply, Joshua gave them his killer smirk and intertwined his hand with yours, guiding you out of the school. Your head was filled with questions and your heart was thumping out of your chest after that knight-in-shining-moment, but all you could hear was the squeals coming from your friends as Joshua pulls you away.

Sigh, what a prince he was.

“Joshua,” you muttered suddenly, abruptly coming to a stop. You turned to face him, looking into his gentle eyes. “I’m really sorry about that night. I was really stressed and i wasn’t thinking clearly. Sorry for dropping the pizza. Sorry for making you throw the pizza away. Sorry for not spending time with you. Sorry for making you sa-”

Before you could finish, you felt his hand at the back of your head as he pulled you closer so that your lips are millimetres apart. He paused for a moment, staring deeply into your eyes before closing them and leaning in to lock his lips with yours.

It has been quite long, actually, since you’ve kissed him. The last time was probably before your exam periods started, which was probably a good month ago.

You kept your eyes open, surprised by how he reacted to your apology. You expected him to lash out at you for treating him so coldly, and yet here he was being such a lovely sweetheart his fans know him to be. Joshua was always known for being the gentleman of Seventeen, and you can totally agree with that statement. “What a beautiful human being. How could I have ever deserved you?”, you thought to yourself as you look at his long, curled eyelashes with his nose slightly nudging your cheek, deepening the kiss.

Joshua pulled away a few moments later, giving you a smirk. “I was never mad at you, silly. I understand what you had to go through, and no matter what I’ll always be there for you when you need me, ara? So please, stop apologising…”

“Is kissing your way of telling me to shut up then?” you retorted, throwing a light punch on his chest.

“That,… and I’ve missed you,” Joshua slides his hands around your waist, holding you tightly against his body, “Why jagi, do you mind?”

Your hands slid around his neck as you smiled up at him, “No, I wouldn’t mind at all.”


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cable & deadpool #001-002 ( 2004 )

  • “ look out, buttercup!”
  • “ nice haircut, ___”
  • “ hello? is anyone there?”
  • “ i’ll pass.”
  • “ it pays a lot.”
  • “ so… how much money?”
  • “ guns n’ ammo are easy to come by. even in france.”
  • “ i’m itchin’ like nuts – you mind if i take my face off?”
  • “ you must be yourself before you can be one.”
  • “ yeah. okay. don’t do that. preach. don’t. i WILL gouge eyes and stuff.”
  • “ so you ain’t freaked out by this?”
  • “ okay, now see, I’M grossed out!”
  • “ keep the motor runnin’ in case this place freaks me out too much.”
  • “ okay, first of all, i haven’t taken the job yet.”
  • “ am i on star trek or somethin’ – ‘cause i can do the shatner-roll if i have to.”
  • “ doctors say it ain’t contagious.”
  • “ sounds rough.”
  • “ i was EMPTY inside. as are so many of us. as are you.”
  • “ madness or genius?”
  • “ hah! you ARE humorous.”
  • “ a regular riot once you get t’know me.”
  • “ exactly what is this job?”
  • “ jerk.”
  • “ i must be hungry.”
  • “ you haven’t eaten any of your food.”
  • “ i wanted to get to know you.”
  • “ don’t get agitated. i wouldn’t like you when you’re agitated.”
  • “ what choice did i have?”
  • “ you could have learned to control your abilities.”
  • “ i don’t cause, i END.”
  • “ do i get the story?”
  • “ so, is this going to be, like, a testosterone thing?”
  • “ i’m here to help.”
  • “ ah, c’mon! you got my shoes!”
  • “ sorry. i feel terrible! how come this stuff we swallowed isn’t affecting you?”
  • “ notice anything strange yet?”
  • “ i can’t find my keys!”
  • “ look where you always lose them!”
  • “ idiot. every day, same thing.”
  • “ how about you try earning some money?”
  • “ oh, have you been earning money? i hadn’t noticed!”
  • “ aagh! i’m hit!”
  • “ say you love me. say it.”
  • “ whud time– ah-hmhhm… what time is it?”
  • “ time for you to help me.”
  • “ so, i was HIRED to find this stuff, ___. what’s YOUR excuse?”
  • “ so basically, it’s a very dangerous weapon.”
  • “ i prefer not to be so cynical.”
  • “ and exactly how would that be a good thing?”
  • “ believe whatever you want.”
  • “ so since my job is ‘bring back safe and sound’ an’ yours is ‘search and destroy,’ i guess kicking your butt is inevitable?”
  • “ don’t make me laugh while i do this.”
  • “ no, because this stuff is going to kill you in fourty-seven seconds.”
  • “ i know. relax. i can take the pain away.”
  • “ ‘systems don’t work, people work.’ i only wish i could be sure that people really DO work.”
  • “ you have no clue what changing a world REALLY requires.”
  • “ youth doesn’t excuse stupidity. but it does give you a second chance to get it right.”
  • “ where were you an hour ago?”
  • “ all that soda, y’know. then there was this soccer game on, an’ someone left a crossaint basket out, with all the little jellies and… ah, i can talk ‘til you’re all blue in the face– and soon, you will be!“
Make Me

Writing Prompt #3 “Make Me” requested by another lovely anon. Hope you like it hun :) 

Contains: language, teasing, slight noncon 

You bit your lip hard, fighting the urge to roll your eyes. You and the other Saviors had just returned from Alexandria, trucks just full of goodies. Once everything was unloaded and sorted, Negan “requested” that you accompany him to help with the inventory. Of course he did.

Letting out a sigh, you follow him to the storage unit, heart frantically beating with anticipation. For over a month now, The Savior leader had tried to persuade you to join his little menagerie of wives. And while he made an incredibly tempting offer, you just couldn’t set aside your pride to accept his proposal. You worked your ass off to get the high position you were in now. Ranking just under Simon and Arat, you answered to no one but Negan. You had respect among the Saviors and had all the tools and skills necessary to survive in this shitty world. Why the HELL would you throw that away just to sit around and do nothing except occasionally get a piece of Negan?

It wasn’t as though you hadn’t thought about that particular perk before. Several times in fact. The couple of men, you HAD decided to fuck while you were at the Sanctuary got the job done sure, but they didn’t hold a candle to what you imagined fucking Negan would be like. Then again fantasy was always better than reality, right?

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No. Just, no. It does not look good or fine or even just okay. If someone paints a bad faceup on their doll, you have to tell them. You don’t have to be a jerk or insult them, just don’t sugarcoat it. Doing so will just make them think they did well and not look for ways to improve. Feedback is IMPORTANT. Constructive feedback is GOOD. Especially for those who are just starting out.

I’m so tired of seeing new faceup artists opening up for commissions when they don’t even have the skills for it yet. Stop coddling them and telling them they’re good when they still have a way to go.

~Anonymous

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words: 3,768
rating: nsfw
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a/n: happy (belated) kawoshin(shinkawo tbh) day!

The minute Kaworu walked in through the door, Shinji knew this night was going to be… different. He just didn’t expect how different it would be.

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Summary: Ashley and Jensen’s date doesn’t go exactly as Nicole had hoped.

Word Count: 2315

Pairing: Jensen x Nicole

Warnings: None.

A/N: This is my entry for my own YouAU Challenge! It will be five parts total, and I’m having way too much fun writing this. Yet, here we are. Enjoy!

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Downloading a cheesy looking app turns out to be a lot more dangerous than you think…

Chapters: | 1 | 2 |

A/N: Yay! Here is the lovely chapter 2~ Hope the wait was worth it!

Word Count: 1k

Genre: Au, Humor

Pairings: BTSxReader


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[Monnie]: …

[MemeKook]: So… Y/N

[MemeKook]: How did you even get added in here??

[Jinnie]: I was about to ask the same.

[Jinnie]: Hobi made sure that not just anyone could get in..

    You blink at the screen, thinking about how the hell you’re supposed to reply. But before you can answer, someone else texts first.

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Length: ;)

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Warning: Swearingggg

Part 6/?

Originally posted by sayjjanhae

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The Space Between Us

Requested by @floralpeaceofmindCan I request an imagine where Daryl is really angry at everyone because he’s insecure and no one understands him. But y/n comes to lay down next to him and comforts him? Fluffy:)

This is kind of short, but I hope you like it!

The Space Between Us

“Go to hell! All y’all!” Daryl yelled before nearly knocking you over as he stamped down the hallway and out of the house, the screen door snapping shut behind him.

“Daryl!” Hershel stomped after him, his face red and his nostrils flaring.

“Hey, Hershel, what’s going on?” You ask, getting in between your host and the door. If Hershel made it out into the yard, it would create a scene, which would give Shane a reason to start a fight.

“You need to talk to that husband of yours.” He snapped at you.

“Whoa, slow down.” You say. “What did he do?”

“Maggie asked him what your group would like for supper, and he told my girls to go to hell.” Hershel was still angry. “Now, just because we wanted to extend some kindness to your group and let you eat with us does NOT mean he gets to curse at my daughters!”

You put your hands up in an effort to calm Hershel down. “I agree with you, sir. What Daryl did wasn’t right. I’ll talk to him, and I’ll get him to come apologize.” This seemed to diffuse the tension a bit.

“See to it.” Hershel says before half-stomping up the stairs.

When he’s gone, you can see Maggie and Beth lingering in the doorway. “I’m sorry about Daryl.” You say.

“Is he OK?” Beth asks.

“I don’t know what we said that upset him.” Maggie said.

“You didn’t say anything.” You say, coming to stand in front of them. “I’m going to figure out what’s wrong with him and make sure he apologizes.”

“I don’t know how you can be with him.” Beth says, matter-of-factly.

“Beth!” Maggie scolds.

“No, it’s alright.” You say. “I know a lot of people wonder that. Truth is, I love him. We’ve been together for about thirteen years now, and now I just can’t imagine life without him.”

The girls nod, and Maggie nudges Beth to come back into the kitchen with her. When they’re busy again, you take a deep breath and head outside and in the direction of your tent.

When you reach the tent, you find Daryl inside, laying on your sleeping bag and cleaning an arrow as he frowned. “Make that face for too long and your muscles’ll get stuck that way.” You say as you crawl into the tent and zip the flap shut.

“You always say that, and yet, here I am.” Daryl says, nudging you to let you know he’s teasing, even as he keeps frowning.

“Well, at the rate you’re going lately, it may actually happen.”

Daryl stops what he’s doing and looks at you. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means, ‘why have you been so testy lately?’” You say, pulling one of his hands into your lap, though he jerks it right back out of your grip. “See? Like that. You won’t even let me hold your hand. You’re snapping at people for no reason, you barely talk to me when we’re alone, and now you’re cursing at Hershel’s daughters, which, need I remind you, is such a bad idea.” Now it was your turn to frown as you waited for a response from him.

“I ain’t testy.” He sneered at you, then rolled over so he was facing the tent wall.

You sighed and laid down next to him, wrapping one arm tightly around his chest and burying your head into his back. “Please just talk to me. I’ve known you for fifteen years. I’ve been married to you for thirteen. The least you can do is talk to me. Because I know something is wrong.”

It was quiet in the tent for a long time before Daryl finally relaxed and rolled over onto his back, pulling you tight against his chest. “I’m worried the group don’t see us as us.” He says.

“How so?”

“Like, they just see me as muscle. Someone willing to do whatever they say and beat up whoever they want so that they don’t have to get their hands dirty. And I worry that they see you as the poor lady who got trapped in the relationship with the redneck.”

You sit up. “Did someone say something to you?”

“What?”

“Did someone tell you that I’m ‘some poor lady’ that is trapped with you? Because that’s just not true.”

“No, no one said that to me.” Daryl says, trying to pull you back down into the hug.

“Then why would you think that?”

“Why is it important?”

“Because I love you. And if you’re worried that I’m trapped, you need to stop that. Because even if this is the apocalypse, I could leave if I wanted to. But I don’t, and I won’t. I’m right here.” He nods and whispers a small ‘ok’ before you continue. “And if you don’t want the group to see you as just muscle, then you gotta stand up for yourself. Tell them ‘no’ when they ask you to do their dirty work, or when they ask you to do something you don’t think is right. You’re a good man, Daryl, and there’s no reason anyone else in the group wouldn’t see that, too.”

Daryl succeeded this time in getting you to lay back down across his chest, and he squeezed you tight as he said, “Thank you, Y/N.”

You let him lay there for a while, hugging you and kissing your hairline before you said, “You owe the Greene’s an apology. Maggie, Beth, and Hershel.”

“I know.” He says softly.

“And you can’t keep having these outbursts. They’re not helping with your worries.”

“Got it.”

You smile up at him. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“Good. Now, go apologize, then come curl up with me for a nap.” You say, rolling away and pushing him to get up. “I may get a head start while you’re gone.” You yawn, then giggle when your husband lightly kicks your foot.

“Don’t you dare.” You both laugh before you watch him walk over to the farmhouse to apologize.

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anonymous asked:

In the pacifist route, doesn't Asriel state that Chara wasn't a nice person to Frisk? Does that mean that Asriel didn't like or trust Chara at one point, I mean I don't blame him or anything but, why is it so different now?

Well, in my opinion, “not the greatest person=/= bad person”.

Keep in mind that it seemed to be that Asriel idolized Chara to one extent, and then in a pacifist run he ironically does that with Frisk despite not knowing them at all, one can even be a jerk throught the entire run and yet ”Chara is a bad person”? it makes no sense.  Why would Asriel care so much for Chara anyways? He still watches over their grave, he still stated that Chara was the most important person, 

 His quote would  be more like”I used to see Chara as a role model, but now I think you should have been the one, to make sure that I would do the right thing”. And it is a reflection on what MK does with Undyne, they used to idolize her, to follow her way and try to imitate her, but then they realised that maybe Undyne’s way of seeing things weren’t the best, now that they found”someone much cooler nyehehe” and that she was”mean”, and yet, nobody thinks Undyne is a bad person. 


 And you see this all the time”I would never doubt you Chara!” “we’ll do this together,, we’ll free everyone”, it seemed to be that Asriel looked up to Chara for strength and guidence,  making the relationship between the two kids unhealthy once the suicide plan to break the barrier came up. Chara became pushy, and Asriel would barely question about it, as he used to see them as that role model, as a big sibling.

 To me, at the end of the pacifist run, Asriel just realises that Chara was not perfect, but he still cared deeply for his sibling. 

However, hearing this affects Chara greatly in this blog of course :) 

Reward and Punishment

Pairing: Klaus/MC

Requested by: Anon.

Summary: Not having much intimate time because of the Professor’s large conference that Klaus had to organise, Asana has an incredible urge that she can’t starve for much longer. After receiving an A on an exam she steals her reward first, but Klaus teased he’d be unsatisfied with anything below an A+ and punishes her for taking a bigger than necessary reward.  

Warnings: NSFW. Characters are of legal age. Read at your own discretion.

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Harry is a HORRIBLE man - Master Post

And I’ll prove it. How many of you felt victimized by Harry’s constant display of body parts? I’m raising both my hands & feet here & I know you are too. Lets take a look at how AWFUL he’s been to us, shall we?

Lets start with - him eating

Yeah - why are you suckin on your finger like that? Can’t you just wipe it off? You weren’t the only person eating cake that day..why did you have to make it look so…erotic?

Why do you eat a banana like you’re showing us how you blow Louis?

Is

He

SeriousUh I guess he is - and to make matters worse he KNOWS what he’s doingYou think you little shit? It’s not like you didn’t eat a banana erotically in front of thousands (millions) of people -

I know this one is super old but - I can’t get over this

You just caught an entire donut in your mouth & look at you. You’re so proud. Like the word “WHAT” is going through his head at that moment - You want to know WHAT Harold? No - I’m not ready yet.

Moving forward - lets talk shirtless Harry for a minute

Mmhm

Holy mother of yes please do you see him glowing

Really? REALLY?

His penis really is the only thing holding those pants up - no joke

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU COVERING UP FOR?? You just STRUTTED around the ENTIRE pool area exposing your ENTIRE abdominal area & you have the damn nerve to attempt COVERING UP? Don’t.

Now onto the next one -

I know you know people are taking pics of you ALL the time - even when you were on the damn yacht. YOU WERE IN YOUR UNDERWEAR OUTSIDE IN PUBLIC LOOKING AT YOUR PHONE. You’re not ignorant. YOU WANTED US TO SEE YOU LIKE THIS. WELL THANK YOU HARRY CAUSE I CRIED MY EYES OUT. (I somehow feel like the person taking these images could’ve gotten pics where the water bottle wasn’t blocking full bulge *jesus could you imagine bulge in wet underwear - I can’t*)

AHEM??

Are you fucking kidding me?? NO - I’m NOT okay.

Oh word? That’s cool - I’m gonna go throw myself in traffic - please excuse me - Getthefuckouttahere

I’m gonna end the shirtless portion with this because..

Oh god

Oh Jesus ChristI’m trembling here

You guys

I’m really not doing well here - I knew this one would be the most difficult

I don’t even know what to say here - I cried so much just now & I’m speechless at this point. FUCK YOU (I love you so much don’t ever leave me please don’t ever cover up your body because you’re the fittest man I ever did see).

I’m gonna move this along folks to this -

this may seem innocent to the rest of you but to perverted / dirty minded people like me - this just reminds me of him smacking a penis to his face (which I’m sure he’s very familiar with) & he knows it too.

Moving on to what I refer to as The Workout - We all thought it would be shirtless & sweaty guys - we did - their workout routines & such. We were ready. But we were wrong.

Word to the wise - when Harry asks 

RUN.

I’m gonna just dive into the concert portion of his “in your face” shenanigans 

Lets start with - the candy thong -

He puts it on & then 

 

Look at him - like a fucking princess watching his bandmate eat candy off the thong thats oh so very close to his shamalamadingdong. Is this not a tease? Horrible man.

Stop This really pissed me off actually - I have never wanted to be Niall so much

And yet -I added this in here because I thought it was adorable & I wish I was Niall

Do you remember this?? Jerk

Asshole

Yeah cause that’s necessary..

oh FUCK no. WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM???

I don’t think I’ll ever forgive him for this

Or this

Why? Why did you do that?

Was this really necessary??

For those of you who made it this far *I congratulate you cause I had to leave & gather myself for a few moments* you can see his full body here. Like through his shirt. How is that possible?? It’s because Harry. And for that - you can go fuck yourself.

Lastly on this extremely long post I just have to address this

He didn’t have to move like this but he did anyway - he also didn’t have to be shirtless but he was anyway…just to laugh at us

This….this does things to me…

I’m gonna end it here - because this really was the final straw for me. This really is what inspired me to do this post.

So in conclusion - Harry Styles is a sex god - he is VERY comfortable with his body even though he says he’s not. And we all thank him for it because it gives new meaning to life and happiness. On the other hand, he’s a little shit who flaunts his sexiness in your face & basically laughs at you. He’s the definition of the phrase “look but can’t touch”. Because everything that you just witnessed here today, Louis gets to experience all the time. 

On the Road to San Diego (Requested)

 

R  "So why are we going to San Diego?“ You ask Connor as you close the car door.

    Connor get’s into the driver seat and says, "You know, for being my girlfriend for about 3 years, you seem to ask questions you know I’m not going to answer. It’s a surprise!”

    So then Connor starts your guys’ journey to San Diego, you not knowing what to expect. But then again, you love surprises. Especially from Connor.

                            ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    You guys have been in the car for about half an hour now. Connor asks you, “So have you thought about if you want to take the job offer in Germany yet?” You recently got an offer from your job as being a photographer to take pictures of Germany’s landmarks.

    You have thought about it, but you still weren’t sure. “I still don’t know. I mean, I do want to take it, but that would mean I would have to leave for a whole month.”

    “Yeah, but this is a once-” Connor suddenly stops talking as he looks at the road. You see it too. There is a car driving on the wrong side of the road, coming your way. 

.    "WATCH OUT!“ You scream in fear. 

    It all happens so fast. Connor rapidly jerks the steering wheel to the left, trying to get on the side of road and out of the car’s way. But the car is coming way to fast. You hold onto the handle on the top of car as Connor turns. Then your body jerks back to the right, hard. Then you see everything in front of spin rapidly. You feel glass fall all over your face. Then you black out.

    You awaken slowly. As you open your eyes, you see someone holding your hand. You quickly sit up and start to panic, You are in a hospital room, but you don’t know why. And you see that there are 5 guys in the room with you, but you don’t recognize anyone. "Who are you?” You say to the boy holding your hand.

    He looks at you with a confused face.“What do you mean? I’m Connor.”

    Doesn’t ring a bell.“Why am I here?”

    “You don’t remember? You were in a car accident with me. You were unconscious for a few hours.”

    You don’t remember anything he is saying to you. Heck, you don’t remember anything. Then he tells you, “Please tell me you remember.”

    You nod your head no.

    “No, you have to remember! Please try to remember!” He is tearing up.

    So do you. You realize he cares about you. But no matter how hard you try, you don’t remember who he is. Or anyone in the room. “I’m sorry.” You say.

     Then someone else walk into your room with coffee in his hands. You are surprised to see that you regonize him. “Kian?” You ask.

    Everyone else in the room looks at him. “What? She’s awake.” Kian is as confused as everyone in the room.

    “Why does she regonize him?” One of the boys ask, the one with purple hair.

    “What do you mean?” Kian asks. The more you look at him, the more you remember memories about him.

    “She doesn’t remember anything. Except for you.” One of the other boys say, the one with the blood stripe in his hair.

    Then Kian walks over to you. “Do you really only remember me?”

    “Yes. I can remember times like when we went to the beach. But I can’t remember anything else. Not even my name.”

    You look over to the boy holding your hand. For some reason, he looks mad. “Why does she remember you!?”

    “Connor, I swear I have no idea why.”

    “She’s suppose to remember me! Not you! I’m her boyfriend and she doesn’t even remember me?! What, was she secretly dating you behind my back?!”

    Kian looks offended. “Of course not! I’m sorry she doesn’t remember you, but I don’t know why she would only remember me!”

    That’s when the doctor walks in. He begins to say, “Okay, we have been monitoring (Y/N)’s brain waves. We did notice that she does remember anything.”

    Then Connor says, “Wait, but she remembers who he is.” He points to Kian.

    “As far as we know, we don’t have an explanation as to why she only remembers some things. The accident damaged her brain. We have no way to fix it. In similar cases, though, the patient has remembered over time. We don’t know how long, if she ever does gain her memory back. Only time will tell. I’m sorry." 

                 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    You were let out of the hospital a few days later. Today, a month from that day, you still don’t remember. Kian has helped you the most to give you details. He helped you learn your name, about your past life, and more. Connor has tried so hard to help you remember him. He tells you that you two were together for 3 years and that you guys love each other. But no matter how many details he tells you, you just can’t remember. He is hurt every single he tries and fails. 

    Today, Connor tried to make you remember the car accident, but you still don’t recall anything. He smiles at the memory. "I remember when were leaving, you kept asking where we were going, and I said ‘It’s a surprise.” As soon as he says that, you get an unexpected flashback. You see a split second of you in a car with Connor.

    “Wait! Say that again!” You tell him.

    “What? It’s a surprise?” All the memories hit you like a bullet. It’s like you traveled back in time in just a second. You see everything. You moving to California, meeting Connor, and the accident before you lost your memory. Him saying that must have triggered your brain into remembering everything. 

    “Germany. I remember I was talking to you about me going to Germany before that car hit us.”

    Connor get excited. “You remember?!”

    You go up to Connor and put your hand on his cheek. “Yes! I remember everything! I remember you Connor. I remember us.” You then lean in to kiss him. 

    Then Connor says,“The phrase 'It’s a surprise’ must have triggered your memory. I must have said it so often that it could have still stuck in your memory.”

    He’s right. Now you remember that he always surprised you often. “Surprises saved our relationship.” You say just before you and Connor hug for the first time since the accident. The feeling of hugging him again makes you feel warm inside, just like you remembered.

Rooster Teeth in the last 13 years

You started out small and in a spare bedroom, but you’ve grown to be this amazing family filled with thousands. It’s incredible to think that in the last 13 years you’ve created:

  • Multiple Machinimated shows
  • Commercials
  • Cartoons
  • Podcasts
  • Charity Events
  • Live action shows
  • A FUCKING MOVIE
  • Multiple Mini Series
  • Soundtracks
  • Documentaries
  • Your own website
  • Your own online store
  • Online memes (looking at you Blaine McPrincess Purposer and Michael McRib Slayer)
  • Achievement Hunter
  • Funhaus
  • ScrewAttack (ok adopted but still)
  • Game Kids
  • A multi-player game type
  • A phone game
  • An actual video game
  • A convention
  • A convention AUSTRALIA EDITION

And that’s just some of the BASICS of what you do, I haven’t even gone into detail yet!

The point is you’re a teenager now, so it’s time to see what you do and where you go from here. You have some major life-changing choices ahead of you, so make sure you pay attention as we cheer you on like the sappy family that we are. So go jerk off in your room real quick because your Sweet 16 is just around the corner and I plan on being there to see it. Just make sure you keep your porn on low audio ok?

Happy Birthday Rooster Teeth <3

notababoonbrandishingastick  asked:

She was sopping wet and spitting mad.

She was thirty minutes late by the time she made it upstairs to her glass cage – err, she meant office – and she didn’t even care who noticed her appearance, drowned rat though she may be.

She went straight to the closet to retrieve the spare clothes she kept on hand for emergencies. Because if this didn’t constitute an emergency, she didn’t know what would.

“Felicity, good. You made it,” Oliver said. “Did you get my messages? Could you–”

“No, I can’t,” she snapped, still rummaging in the closet for where she managed to hide her spare blouse. “I told you my car wouldn’t start, but did you know it takes three buses to get from my apartment to Queen Consolidated? Three of them! The public transportation in this city leaves a lot to be desired, not that you would know. And as I was crossing the street after I got off the last bus, some jerk sped through a puddle and it was one of those movie moments where the heroine sees the giant wave coming at her, except I’m not a heroine and it’s not a movie and these things are not supposed to happen to people in real life. So no, I can’t do… whatever it is you need me to do just yet. You can just, you know, do it yourself. I have a very important date with some dry clothes.”

She had to stop to catch her breath when she finished, but she managed to still cheer and pump her fist when she finally located her blouse. That’s when she spun on her heels – her still very wet heels – and saw that Oliver, who was standing stock still and somewhat stunned, was not alone.

Thea Queen stood just behind her brother, grinning from ear to ear. “Hi, Felicity,” the younger Queen waved.

With a tight smile, Felicity just nodded, gathering up what was left of her dignity along with her dry clothes as she marched toward the nearest ladies room.

But as she walked out the door, she could have sworn she heard Thea say, “You know, Ollie, I don’t think I’ve ever told you how much I like your assistant.”

Kaito Ishikawa on Star Ocean 5

I asked my friend to translate the interview on this one scan. While might be not very accurate (like–some words are literal translation from Japanese and I don’t feel like fixing them to be grammatically correct because I’m afraid I might change the meaning. Sorry!), this is more or less what Kaito Ishikawa-san (Fidel Camus, the protagonist’s voice actor) thinks about Star Ocean and the newest installment.


Born in Tokyo, 13th October. The 8th Rookie Award Winner for Owari no Seraph and Kyoukai no Rinne.

Q : First of all, please let us hear your thoughts when your appearance in this work was determined.

Ishikawa : I originally love SO4, so I had much to look forward to in the sequel. I’m happy that SO5 will be released. And I will be playing the voice of the main character, the more of an honor it was.

Q : I see… So, what kind of impression do you have about the SO series?

Ishikawa : First, the story is always steady. And things like human relationships, emotions, and movements are carefully drawn, even the jerking movements were also smoothly executed. And then while it was a fantasy, there was also a sense of futuristic. Yet the characteristic and the view of the world is very vast. Above all of that, I think the tempo of the combat, cooperation, etc are very well-thought and interesting. The speedrun elements especially. I think this series will become very popular.

Q: What kind of character is he? The Fidel that Ishikawa-san is voicing.

Ishikawa : At the time I saw the material, I thought he had a cool personality.
But, when I took a look and read the script, his tone is calm, and I finally understand that actually he is a character that feels and thinks about his fellow companion. I think the “Cool Appearance” and “Friendly Personality” gap is the biggest characteristic of a character named Fidel. Because of that I played his tone strive and to be heard gently.

Q : When you are recording the battle scene’s shout, what kind of point/things you have to be aware of?

Ishikawa : Not only in this work, every time I’m in the midst of the action, I also have to speak while actually moving the body myself. Are they moving some part of their body? Where to place the center of gravity, how much we should talk while focusing, we have to be aware of that sort of thing. In the case of Fidel, while the left side of the body was in defense position, the right hand have to do a lot of actions while holding a sword, and place the center of gravity to the right foot, and while in that state, I have to do the swinging (sword) movement and the battle shout.

Q : So you do move quite a lot during the recording then.

Ishikawa : I move recklessly. Especially in the work of fantasy system, because there are many actions of wielding a weapon, by the time the recording is finished I become full of sweat every time (laughs).
That, and one more, it was fun to shout the skill name. Our generation of voice actor, we have grown up watching anime that have deathblow flurry BANG BANG (my friend doesn’t know how to translate this part), I strongly miss that skill name shouting.  So, recording the Special Moves is very pleasant, and the tension increases more than usual (laughs).


That’s all! (Aaaaaa thank you my friend for helping me out!!)

Update : Read ‘Nao Touyama on Star Ocean 5′ here.