i kind of want to gif the whole thing

Has anyone noticed that Lena is like shoving her phone away into her pocket? Or am I seeing things? Did Lena look at her phone every 15 seconds because she texted Kara, asking where she was and didn’t get a response? Did she hesitate to call Kara because she had planned her response “She said with surprise in her voice for some reason.” since this morning in case Kara had forgotten lunch? Did she just end a call with Alana The Traitor™ telling her to cancel her lunch meeting at 1pm because she wanted to spend her whole lunch with Kara and not leave her? Did she take a photo of Karas’ desk and put it as her wallpaper so she can look at it and imagine…things? Did she send out a masstext to everyone at CatCo saying “Kara Danvers is the best. Be kind to her or I swear tO GOD I will find you. - anonymous” while she was bored waiting for her? Is she making sure her driver is ready downstairs, that the kambucha place is open, that someone is holding the elevator for them, that her Supergirl Quiz App is running, like… did soMEONE TALK TO HER OR GIVE HER A SMIRK I MEAN SHE’S LENA LUTHOR AND SHE’S IN CATCO JUST CHILLIN™ AMONGST THE MORTALS LIKE DID SOMEONE FAINT?? DID THEY SEND HELP???

Meeting the Family

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Title: Meeting the Family

Pairing: Michael x Reader

Word Count: 959

Warnings: none!

A/N: This was requested by an anon! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed an appreciated! I love you all so much! <3

Michael slipped into your room, shutting the door behind him.  He knew you would still be asleep at seven in the morning.  He didn’t want to wake you up, but he wanted to talk to you.  The two of you had been dating for almost two years now.  He wanted you to meet his family, even his brother Lucifer.

As soon as he sat down on the mattress you inhaled deeply, turning onto your back.  Michael knew he had woken you up.  He did feel slightly guilty about it, but he would make up for it, that was for sure.

“Good morning [Y/N],” Michael greeted, a small smile on his lips.  “I’m sorry that I woke you up so early, but I wanted to talk to you.”

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You know, I can’t remember which copy of Catz I had as a kid. I have a feeling it was Catz 5 because the cover art looks pretty familiar. Although in saying that it’s hard to find a lot of information beyond Youtube videos and a Wikipedia page on the Petz series as a whole.

So this is going to be yet another ‘vague memories of a game I played when I was a kid’ review. You go in, you adopt an kitten, or… Kittenz. Because the ‘Z’ is incredibly important in making the brand, I guess. And then you take it home and fill your home with neat stuff for the kittenz/catz to play with. 

It’s like an early Nintendogs, I suppose, if it was made by the same people who made Facade. And no, I’m not kitten (ha ha, cat humor for you). 

You can also teach the catz tricks for treats and pets, or. Treatz and petz…? As well as include bits and pieces of customization. For example, being the cool edgy cat loving kid I was, I figured out how to play custom music on the ingame stereo and cooed over my sweet animals while listening to Static X. 

Somehow there was no dissonance from that and only served to enhance my experience while playing this game? 

Another interesting feature is being able to breed the catz. I was purely interested in knowing I could have kittenz, tiny little itty bitty babies who clung to their mother. It was cute shit. But apparently there was some kind of whole breeding system to get specific colours and whatnot. I mean that’s fine if you care about that kind of thing, I guess.

I just wanted to watch cats… Catz, being very cute. Which I did. I think this series is still going, under Ubisoft? I know I’ve seen it around on DS and Wii, but was that the last one? 

I wonder what a modern Catz game is like. Probably nowhere near as charming with the janky animation that only the studio behind Facade could give us. 

A small mockup I made of a prototype I worked on a couple of years back. I called it Terminal Velocity. The idea was that humans were torturing robots for entertainment in cruel game shows.

Terminal Velocity was kind of separated into two phases, one was climbing the tower as high as you could, before falling down the tower. You’d get a score based on the height you fell as well as hitting certain obstacles on the way down for multipliers of the score. I kinda wanted an announcer to add another level of absurdity and dark humour to the whole thing.

Might revisit this one day. The concept was simple enough, I just didn’t feel too strongly about the social commentary to pursue it further at the time.

                           KYLO X READER || Soul Mate 2

“the voice you hear your thoughts in is your soulmate’s but you don’t know who they are until you hear them speak for the first time”

A/N: Let me just say how fucking amazed I am that so many of you enjoyed/loved part one of soul mate! I honestly did not expect that many of you to, let alone, want another part/mini series! Thank you so much for the support (?) and I truly hope you enjoy this part. I thought to make things a bit slow here since I may just make this into a mini series kind of fic! Let me know what you think! BTW, the temperature is considered to be in fahrenheit (sorry if you use celsius!) [GIF NOT MINE]

Word Count: 2.4K+

Warning: Cursing…that’s about it? Kylo nearly punches a whole in a table, but I think we’re good.


“You are mine.” His last words plagued your thoughts, echoing throughout your mind and sending shivers down your spine. “You are mine.” The force he had put on the word ‘mine’ terrified you, as if you had been some sort of…object? As if you were something that he could keep on display in his room for the galaxy–or just him–to see. “Mine.” You gulped at the way the word rolled off of his tongue, the amount of possession being enforced. Those three words haunted you, your heart now in your throat as the amount of pressure from its pounding vibrated through your ears. I am no ones, but my own.

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requested by anonymous, i was asked if i could write a tutorial-type / informational post about alpha beta omega dynamics, commonly known as a/b/o dynamics. a/b/o dynamics are typically seen in various different ways and are typically used in fanfics. however, you could also use them in rps, and even in indie rp! under the cut is basically what a/b/o dynamics are, how these are seen by various people, and some questions that have been asked about a/b/o.

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Imagine having an argument with Sherlock. Well, technically you’re not ‘arguing’, Sherlock is barely saying anything, and is staring at you while you are stating your piece quite emotionally. You and Sherlock have been going out for about three months now and you don’t feel like he cares for you in the same manner as you care for him. You know that he is not really a romantic, but the way he acts around you is no different than the way he acts around his friends. Although he mentions that he loves you, he pays more attention to his job than he allots time to be with you. Just a while ago, the both of you got home from having dinner with Mycroft, and that brother of his did not have one good thing to say to the both of you, especially to Sherlock. Something that you really do not need right now. After having dinner, you and Sherlock took a cab from the restaurant to Baker street. Now you stand inside his flat, less than 2 meters away, facing one another.

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The Godfather is the movie that put Al Pacino on the map, even if it did pigeonhole him as an organized crime boss for most of his career. Which is why it’s so weird that almost everyone on set hated Pacino’s performance as Michael Corleone. In fact, the studio heads tried their best to fire him before he could destroy the movie. They thought Pacino was slow, quiet, and boring at the beginning – which, if you’ve seen the film, is kind of the whole point. While Pacino understood an obscure literary device called a “character arc,” it seemed the producers would have preferred him to burst into the wedding scene waving a Tommy gun and foaming at the mouth like uh … well, like in Scarface.

Even the film’s director, Francis Ford Coppola, was disenchanted with Pacino’s meek performance, pulling him aside to tell him, “I had a lot of belief in you, I hired you, I wanted you, I just thought you could do this thing, and now … you’re not cutting it for me, kid.” He then forced Pacino to watch the footage to see exactly how bad a job he was doing. Pacino, who thought he was doing fine, humored Coppola and pretended to see the error of his ways.

5 Iconic Performances (That Everyone On Set Hated)

AN: Heya! I’ve been having some MAJOR Steve feels lately, so I was super excited to see that this request was up next! Whoohoo *cracks knuckles* let’s get goin’. Thank you to the anon that requested this, I hope you like it babe! *I do not own the gif (but like hOT DAMN), found on google. Please ignore any spelling errors! Xoxoxoxoxoxoxo :3

Pairing: Steve X Reader

Prompt:Hello! I absolutely adore your imagines, so is it okay if I request one? So the reader can control water and fire and she has been with the avengers since the battle of New York. Along the way, she has a relationship with Steve but broke up with him after. Now can you please make an imagine where they’re kind of bitter around each other but they have tension and steve plans to get her back in the end? Sorry if it’s too much, but I would really appreciate if you did it because I love your work.

((The only thing about the request that I am going to change up is the reader’s abilities. I will do the water controlling bit, however I actually am currently working on another Steve fic where the reader can control fire so I don’t want them to be TOO similar, ya'know? Sorry!))

Warnings: Swearing, break ups and relationship issues, insecurity.


“Two Haves of a Whole”


God, you couldn’t go anywhere in the tower without running into Steve.

You groan to yourself as you enter the kitchen area and seeing Steve sitting on a stool at the counter casually, sipping a mug of coffee.

Mentally composing yourself, you strutted into the room like you owned the place and made your way to the shelves of glasses, snatching one up and holding it under the sink faucet.

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A Steggy Story

“Ma’am, can you say that again?”

“It’s very simple, Steve.” Peggy said smiling across the war table at Captain Rogers. “You and I will go in first, in disguise if you will. Mister and Missus Frederick Müller and…”

“You’ll be my wife?” Steve asked, his voice unreadable. He jumped as Bucky clapped him on the shoulder.

“You’re welcome.” Bucky said grinning broadly at his best friend.

“It was Bucky’s idea and I happen to think a good one. Bucky and the rest of the Howling Commandos will come in under the cover of darkness once our cover is in place, and be put up in our house.”

“I…” Steve tried to reply but he faltered.

“As I said. You’re welcome.” Bucky grinned and no one pointed out the fact that Steve was blushing, and that Peggy’s cheeks were beginning to get rosy.

Two weeks later and Steve and Peggy were pulling the rickety truck loaded with furniture up to the house that they were “moving to” on account of their house being bombed by the British.