i knew he was going to do this pose

The day I apparently broke the internet! From Dallascon16

So I have come to learn that quite a lot of people have seen this photo and only about half know the amazing story behind it. So I thought I would finally tell it here on tumblr!

I had bought a mishalecki photo op ticket on the Thursday before the convention but had absolutely no clue what pose to do, until it hit me. I am a hug Misha fan, and every time I have gotten to talk to him I am usually sarcastic and try to match his wit. I also love Jared, he is like an actually giant puppy. Anyway way the whole fandom knows that Misha had bragged about how flexible he is, well I am quite flexible too. Just as flexible as Misha actually,lol! So then this pose came to mind. I knew it would crack Jared up and it would give me a chance to show off some skill. I didn’t want to many people knowing what pose I was going to do because I was afraid volunteers might not be keen on the idea or I just wanted it to be a surprise.

So I was third or so in line for the photo and Misha and Jared set the tone pretty quickly with their entrance that screamed fun and sexy. Half the people in the room knew what pose I was gonna do and the other half didn’t. When it came my turn I walked up to Jared and Misha, I had to repeat it twice but for the sake of just retyping the same things I will write once.

I stood between Jared and Misha, looking at Jared while I kept Misha in my sights. I said this, “ Hey guys so I am going to do a pose you have never done before. (They began to smile; I then gently put my hand on Misha’s chest to direct Jared’s attention) See I am more flexible than Misha is, (Jared chuckled, Misha looked curious) so I am going to do a reverse table top yoga pose and I want you two to arm wrestle on my stomach. Look as extreme as possible, got it!?” I had to repeat this twice, but both were smiling and went ok, I have a feeling they were still confused, that was until I hit the ground. I heard half the room gasp,slightly, and the other half sorta whispering. From above I heard Jared and Misha go at the same time, “OH”, they had finally understood. Jared actually signaled for Chris to do another picture because he realized they both were not ready when the photo was taken, I am so glad he did cause it turned out amazing.

As I started to come out of the pose Jared helped me up, which was basically pulling me 3ft into the air, I am 5′2! He went, “Damn girl that was kick ass!” and gave me a high five. I told both of them thank you and started to walk away when Misha decided he was not done with me yet. Misha gently grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He leaned in so close to my face I could feel his scruff and he whispered, “ Your not more flexible than me.” As I turned to look at him he gave me the Casifer grin and winked. And to put the cherry on top of me walking away I started smiling and wagging my finger going, “No no no no no”, and the damn music stopped. Misha and Jared chuckled and I left. Later that day I showed Jared the photo, he cracked up laughing and decided to sign it, even though I already had his auto. I was like Jared stop and he went, nope I am signing this. He also signed it with AKF.

There you have it, my crazy story!

Better This Way (Chapter One)(Spideypool ABO)

Welcome to the story!
ABO Universe here, Andrew Garfield is Omega!Peter, Ryan Reynolds is Alpha!Wade.
Buckle in for inappropriate jokes, some pretty intense angst, lots of feels, and all the smut that goes along with ABO and pretty people.

Can’t wait to hear what you guys think!


Enjoy :)

Peter loved the way Deadpool smelled.

Not like the way he smelled after a hard night of patrol, or after they each devoured their share of a dozen burritos, or after he returned from one of those missions he never ever talked about.

No, it was something under all that. Something Peter couldn’t quite name. But the Alpha had a heavy scent that reminded him of something electric and wild and dangerous. And for whatever reason it was also completely comforting and safe, which of course didn’t make any sense at all.

It was like the time Peter had shot a web as high as he could on the Empire State Building, then scrambled towards the top. A thunderstorm had been brewing, and he had balanced on the edge of the spire and watched the lightning snap across the sky, and heard the thunder roll and felt that eerie electricity in the that made his hair stand on end and sent chills down his back. It was not his smartest moment, and looking back he knew he could have been killed in a heartbeat.

But standing there, balanced between feeling so very alive, and what was probably certain death– Peter had felt completely safe. Completely at home.

And for some inexplicable reason, that was how he felt with Deadpool. That’s was the Alpha’s scent–electric and wild and dangerous.

And Peter was… well he was addicted.

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Story Time with Bobdude: That Time I got Blacklisted by Hasbro

Enough people were curious it seems and it’s a slow post week because of finals and EFNW, so here’s the story. It’s nothing super special but I think it’s pretty funny when you take a step back.

So way back when I wasn’t totally jaded on commissions, I actually took commissions. No one really knew who I was, so I got work from friends most of the time. One friend was a musician named Shroo, believe they go by Pearl Grey now. Anyways, he was doing a little side project with a couple other guys called the Booty Mark Crusaders, and wanted album art for their new track. Thanks to them, I was also in talks with Ponyville FM about holiday commissions of their mascot. Moving on, it was a trap/edm type song so he wanted all 3 of the CMC in, as he described it, a “thuggin pose”. I’m no stranger to the “thuggin pose” and thought it’d be fun so I made it happen. Keep in mind this was almost 3 years ago, but here’s the art I wound up making for them.

(If you want to laugh at my terrible old stuff, I keep it all up on my deviantart as a “journey through art” kind of thing.) Anyways, I sent this off to them and they loved it. They sent it to Ponyville FM who was going to promote the track with the art. As it turns out, Ponyville FM is overseen by Hasbro UK (or at least was at the time, I don’t know the ins and outs of that whole relationship), which meant it went through Hasbro UK to be approved. Hasbro saw the Scootaloo with a joint and wagged the finger at PVFM, who had to wag the finger at Shroo, who had to wag the finger at me. I simply edited out the joint and sent it back off and that’s the art they wound up using. You can see this edited art in the song video itself on youtube:

Now remember when I said I was in talks with PVFM about doing some holiday commissions of their OC? Well they dropped contact with me after this. I thought they’d simply lost interest and I was (and still try to be) just a hobbyist, so I didn’t take it personally or put much thought into it.

I went to Midwest Bronyfest something like 7 or 8 months later (shout outs to Kansas City), which was a con that had a pretty heavy PVFM presence. I was talking with Ludi, one of the PVFM heads at the time, who casually mentioned while talking to me that they could “finally commission me again”. I said “wtf do you mean?” and he told me that Hasbro UK had put me on a blacklist over the joint smoking Scootaloo from months ago. Said it meant that anyone affiliated with Hasbro, such as PVFM, was not allowed to communicate with me in any way. Turns out, it expired after 6 months, so I was off of it by the time I was at Midwest Bronyfest. I had no idea I was ever blacklisted this whole time, so it didn’t make too much of a difference. Lost out on some commissions I suppose but I don’t mind. I was never mad about it cause it never really effected me, but now I have a fun little blip in my art history.

That’s really about all there is to it, but I think it’s really funny that someone working for Hasbro saw this drawing and had to go through the effort to blacklist ya boy for it. I just find the whole thing to be totally absurd, I get why they blacklisted me and everything I just think it’s silly that that’s how it went down. Somewhere, 3ish years ago, there was a list in UK of people that Hasbro refused to work with, and bobdude0 was on that list. Moral of the story though is that Scootaloo only ever causes me trouble haha

Nct 127 visiting their s/o's country

Request: Can i reaction a nct reaction (especially 127) about them dating a foreigner and she asks them for the summer holidays to visit her country?? Thank youuu

A/N: since you didn’t give a specific unit i’ll just do the 127 unit! do request again if you want other members/units hehe



Would be more fascinated at your house rather than your country tbh. Would also probably stay at home with you for a few days rather than visiting places because he prefers spending time with you alone. But once you start whining and begging him to go visit other places though (your favourite restaurants, places etc.), he’d agree full heartedly and would also probably take many pictures so he can save them as memories.

Originally posted by taeiljaeh


Was probably the one who suggested to go visit, because he’s excited and curious to see the environment you grew up in and he wants to visit new places so he suggested it. Is prepared to spend the whole day out with you just visitinh different places and famous places, and would probably also ask you to do cliche and cringy poses for pictures together with him.

“I heard this place is really wonderful and famous *points to your house*”

“And where did you hear that from?”

“I just knew, because it helped to bring up such a beautiful person *winks*”

“Stop omg-”

Originally posted by pawjohnny


Would probably jump around excitedly from the moment y'all landed at the airport, and would also ask you to bring him to somewhere with good food. Loves taking random selfies and photos of the both of you, and would also compliment everything about your country like 24/7.

Never fails to tidy up your house and room every morning ever since you brought him there to stay, because he claims that ‘it was too messy’ when everything was in place (at least for you).

Originally posted by taeyongsolo


Like Taeil, but extremely lazy. Both of you probably spent half the vacation hugging and cuddling in your house rather than actually going out to visit places. Mainly because he wants to spend more time with you, and he also wants to use it as an excuse to come back again with you, “because we didn’t get to do much”

But when y'all go out to visit and go sightseeing though, he takes every moment to snao pictures and would also compliment on how beautiful everything is, just like you.

pretend you’re winwin

Originally posted by haechanz


Really excited over it but doesn’t show it, but would get shocked and amazed by how different everything was there as compared to Korea. Unlike Yuta, he’d be the one dragging you out to bring him around, asking you to show and explain things to him as he loves learning new things. Would probably also try to learn your language and interact with the people there, who’d laugh at his awkward accent every single time.

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes


A mix of Doyoung and Taeil tbh, some days he just wants to cuddle with you and spend time alone in your house, and the others, he’d be all excited and hyped up to go visiting your favourite places.

Has a small little to-do list with you and wants to complete every single one before y'all go back, some includes: meet her parents, visit her favourite cafe, go shopping and buy her clothes

Originally posted by l-sj


Is happy and excited over the fact that he’s visiting your country with you, and tries to spend every minute wisely with you. Doesn’t say much as he loves everything that you suggest y'all do, and he’s more than happy that he’s able to spend quality time back at your home country.

“I’m happy that you’re happy”

“Aw babe, love you. Next holidays we’ll go China together alrights?”

“ Of course, love you too”

Originally posted by nctlimit


Really excited and happy too, and would also ask you to bring him to your favourites places-which then also becomes his favourites too. Would probably be fascinated and amazed by everything around him too, and takes pictures too, as a form of memory.

Is also very happy being with you and does whatever you call him to do. All he wants is for the both of you is to have a short break since it’s the holidays.

“Oh my goodness, even the chocolate tastes different here”

“Mark… We have that brand back in Canada & Korea too… What do you mean?”

“O-Oh, yeah sorry, my bad *starts giggling*”

Originally posted by ten-ie


Small little excited bun!! Probably looked up on all the places he wanted to visit and already joted it down on a small notebook, including the things he wants to do with you. Once y'all landed, he’d just jump and run around excitedly while holding your hand, exclaiming loudly, “I’m in my girlfriend’s hometown!!! Yay!!!”

Would also try to learn your language, and would purposely make a funny accent so that he can make you laugh. Doesn’t show it but he’s really happy that you’re finally back home, and with him. Would randomly hug you and give you small pecks, “Thank you for bringing me here”

Originally posted by markdon-nct

‘My boy Tom’ - Tom Holland Imagine

Paring: Tom Holland x Female!Reader

Request: Prompt #69 “You look so incredible, if that didn’t look so good on you I’d properly tear it off”, #26  “I don’t trust myself around you.” & #32 “I’m so goddamn in love with you.”

Word Count: 1.8 k

Warning: A couple of swearwords, and a cliff hanger. Don’t worry part 2 is coming up soon. 

A/N: Got my first request, someone wanted one with ‘their boy Tom’ so here you go hope you enjoy it! And thanks for actually requesting it. If you want a story too, my inbox is open, and if you’re blank for ideas, my prompt list is here 

“Y/N” One of the coordinators called out to you as you sat in one of the lobby chairs together with your co-stars of the movie you were working on. It was red carpet night, and the cast was looking glorious, all dressed up, even you had dressed up in something other than jeans which was really your comfort zone, and if you had to say it, the whole of the cast looked quite magnificent. Or well, the ones that were here that is.

“Can you please go get Tom. He won’t answer any of our calls, and he needs to come down soon, or else he’ll miss his car” The coordinator asked looking incredibly stressed.

“Why should I do it?” You asked slightly annoyed, as you knew you were going to walk around in these heels the most of the evening, so you just wanted a bit more time to sit down before you had to walk and pose in them for the red carpet.  

“Because the other coordinator haven’t shown up yet, meaning I’m alone with this mess, and therefore can’t deal with a teenager who’s late. And then, also because he listens to you” The coordinator sighed, and you couldn’t help but feel a bit bad for him. You opened your mouth to agree, but before you had even said a word, the coordinator had thanked you before walking away again.

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“You smell like her.” Hannibal’s nose twitched at him and Will felt his stomach drop.

Will let out a heavy sigh. At first Hannibal’s jealousy had been nice - sweet and sort of enjoyable - it had made him feel wanted. But the longer this shoot with Molly went on the worse it got. Will had worked with a lot of alphas before, but this was the longest time - they were doing a campaign together and would be working closely for months to come. She was nice, but there was nothing between them and Hannibal knew that. Even so-

“I don’t like it.” Hannibal said coolly.

“It’s my job Hannibal. I’m… I… I love you. I’m in love with you and that isn’t going to change no matter how many alphas I have to pose with. Why don’t you get that?” It wasn’t the first time he’d had to tell the alpha this.

Hannibal’s jaw clenched. He ignored Will and continued - “I don’t want you to work with her again. Cancel the contract, I will pay the money you lose. You need not even work at all, you know that.”

“Are you fucking serious?” Will was trembling and shocked at Hannibal’s words. This was a line he didn’t think they would cross. “I won’t be your fucking kept boy Hannibal, you fucking know that. If that’s what you want, you…” Will shook his head. “I think I should go back to my place for a bit. Before one of us says something we’ll really regret.”

“No, Will.” Hannibal’s tone was commanding and for a moment Will was frozen to the spot by his omega instincts. Anger boiled up in him even as he saw the concerned look on Hannibal’s face - the alpha had clearly not intended that response.

“Fuck you Hannibal.” Will snarled regardless and walked out the door, slamming it behind him and hearing crockery smash as he headed into the storm outside.

The storm was raging by the time Will got to his little apartment on the other side of town. The rain was coming down sideways and thunder rumbled out over the beach. He was just towelling off his hair when there was a banging at the door.

He scented Hannibal immediately and was unsure whether to answer it, before finally deciding he couldn’t leave the alpha on the doorstep in this weather.

He was soaked through, but Will was sure some of the dampness on his face was tears.

“I’m sorry Will. You’re completely right of course. I shouldn’t have-” he shrugged. “I get… I don’t want to lose you.”

“Then stop being so…” <i>possessive</i> realisation struck Will hard. It was suddenly clear to him. Will grabbed Hannibal’s sodden shirt and pulled him into the apartment, using him to bodily close the door.


“Bite me.” Will growled. He’d never wanted anything more, but he had convinced himself that someone like Hannibal couldn’t possibly want to bond with him. The reality was suddenly clear. Hannibal’s jealousy was because he needed this too. He needed to possess Will in the way only an alpha could.

He nuzzled into Hannibal’s neck, over his scent gland before repeating in a low plea - “bite me.”

Hannibal practically roared as he moved them both to the floor. They were both a flurry of limbs and fabric as they divested just enough clothing for Hannibal to push him to his front and enter him. The alpha buried himself to the hilt, knot and all as it began to swell. He pushed his face to Will’s neck, scenting him and then licking a wide swath before clamping his teeth into Will’s neck.

Newly bonded, sated and tired. They remained on the floor for sometime, holding each other and stroking hands gently over smooth skin.

“Will you stop being jealous now?” Will asked with a smile that spoke of being fulfilled and blissful.

Hannibal’s mouth tweaked into a slight grin. “Perhaps. I shall endure Molly Foster. That motorcycle in your last shoot though… I’m not fond of things other than myself so neatly fitted between your legs.”

It sounded like a joke and Will laughed, but equally he considered the very serious possibility that Hannibal was jealous of a motorcycle.

Tinder Date From Hell

Originally posted by lum1natrix

Request: Could you please do a fem! reader fic where y/n is on a first time tinder date, so she wants mark to come with her just in case because she doesn’t know the guy shes meeting. Then the date starts to go bad and mark helps you escape in a funny way? Thnks💗 

Summary: Bad Tinder date. OlderBrother!Mark saves the day, kinda.

A/N: Idk man I meant to have this up on the weekend but I’m glad I waited because damn this is great lol enjoy y’all let me know if you figure out who the date is with lmao

Wordcount: 1580 longer than usual yay

Requests are closed at the moment, sorry folks!

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anonymous asked:

Your reaction posts literally give me life!*sending you virtual hugss*cant get enough of them. May I please request a woo jinyoung, park woojin, Im youngmin and kang daniel's reaction to you trying to rap but fail miserably?

hi lovely c: unfortunately i’m focusing on top 35 rn so i’ll have to politely refuse the woo jinyoung request :”) i also don’t know his personality so i’d be hard for me to write a proper request (not that i know the top35′s exact personality :”D but yeah) sorry about that! /sends virtual hugs too. I’ll add in the nation leader’s response as well <3 really sorry once again :”)

- he’d feel more embarrassment than you 
- his second hand embarrassment sensors are highly superior & more advanced (from experience w bnm boys)
- “i’m… i’m just gonna pretend i never stepped into this room” 
- you’d be clinging onto him straight away and be like “pARK WoOjIN don’t be r00d to your gf. seriously i’m mad at you” you’d be pouting at him
- “….i’m going to make us dinner now so excuse-”
- “ok babe i’m just-”
- “i knew it! you met my mum and did watch all those videos!! it was suspicious when i went back home and saw my videos all over the floor!” he’d be talkative and arguing with you at this point
- later on he’d be all like- sigh. “fine i’ll rap with you” 
- you’d be like “do sexy baby oh my lady for me!!!”
- he’d walk out

Originally posted by ichnite

- he would try not to laugh throughout the course of your ‘rap’
- hands over the mouth
- a lot of clearing the throat
- “yes…..” trailing off in the middle of his sentence to restructure his words so that you won’t be AS hurt
- “m-maybe you can practice with me starting from tomorrow?”
- you’d give him the dirty look and he’d be all ears down (like a puppy!) as if someone had just scolded him. well… you did… but through your eyes
- you pulling a tantrum afterwards and he’d be trying to sooth it by all means “i still love you even though… yeah!”

Originally posted by baejinvisual

- he’d be laughing his heads off
- talking to his kitties like “lol look at your mum trying to rap”
- you’d be so done with him & walking out the room while dissing him with a rap “yeah you’re a level d for daniel and i’m a level a for awesome! das right, dilly dally daniel who ain’t even on par with da deadly dabs” /dabs.
- he’ll be laughing even after you walked out of the room
- you’d be hella embarrassed and red like why did you think that i’d be a good idea to show daniel your rapping skills?????? were you out of your goddamn mind
- later on, during dinner, he’d be trying to apologise like “well i have to say that your rhyme and diction was on point”
- you’d be salty as f “’i’m better than you’ is that what you’re trying to say?”
- “haha you wish”

Originally posted by kangdan101

- “-and then i burn him like woot!” you’d do an ending pose consisting of folding your arms together. “yeah!”
- jonghyun would slowly clap his hands together with eyes sorta widening at your performance
- “jonggie tell me the truth i was pretty good right??” 
- you’d be hella excited to get your ‘good results’
- “haha”he would laugh his trademark laugh… you knew from there it was all going downhill
- “babe it’s good” he would smile without showing any teeth “but try not to show it to your friends…” he continues, knowing what kind of remarks they would give
- “what? why can’t i? is it really that bad???” you queered, catching on to his subtle meanings
- always being one step ahead, jonghyun killed it. “no no, it’s because i want to be the only one who knows about your rapping skills”

Originally posted by peudyu101

Imagine your sister Erin finding out that you’re dating Sonny

(A/N: Dedicated to all those who supported and waited patiently. You know who you are and I hope you enjoy) 

Continuation of this imagine HERE

Imagine your sister Erin finding out that you’re dating Sonny

“Morning,” Sonny greeted with a grin as you sleepily emerged from the bedroom.

Sonny had been humming and dancing in your kitchen while you assumed making the two of your breakfast before he noticed you.

“Eh,” You managed to reply as you stretched and yawned, before stopping and tilting your head at him.

“What?” Sonny questioned, noticing your confused expression.

“Are you naked under that apron?” You quizzed, looking at him intently still tilting your head to the side to get a better a view.

“Yeah,” He admitted reluctantly with a shy chuckle as he blushed, “I couldn’t find my boxers,”

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Auston Matthews- Family Skate

Can I request an Auston Matthews imagine where it’s the family skate for the Outdoor Game and reader doesn’t really know how to skate so Auston teaches the reader and just a bunch of fluff. Thank you 💗

Originally posted by mitchsauston

A/N - Written by Mackenzie

“Come on!” Auston exclaimed. “It’s just a little six inch step down and then I won’t let you go. Promise,” Auston was trying to coax you into stepping onto the ice. You weren’t really the best skater to begin with, and to be honest, it was a little nerve wracking to be skating on the Centennial Classic rink. Plus, since it was the family skate, there were a couple of little kids flying around the ice, as well as all of Auston’s teammates and their families.

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Erased (Pt. 5)

Erased [part FIVE]

part ONE | part TWO | part THREE | part FOUR | part FIVE

Warnings: Language, some nsfw and unhealthy situations throughout the series. 

Author’s Note: This wasn’t meant to become anything more than a small ficlet, but then it did end up becoming something more. There are a few pairings in here, but it is mostly Kaneki/Touka. And in a different writing style from my previous fics.

Additional Note: Ficlet series? Yeah, that’s cancelled. Also, I had to cut a good portion of this part so that it wouldn’t be too long and it will flow straight into part six. Trust me, it’s worth it. ;)


“He’s basically stalking Touka.” Nishiki said to Yomo, who stood behind the counter stoned faced, but his eyes immediately fell on Touka.

Touka’s jaw clenched and she gave a dirty look to Nishiki for opening his mouth. “Remind me again why I haven’t fired you?”

“Hey, if anything I should be the manager around here.” He quipped.

Touka drew out a heavy sigh. She didn’t want Yomo to know too much because even she didn’t know what was really going on. But Yomo looked affected by what Nishiki had told him.

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Imagine playing a sassy character on Spn, but being really shy in real life.

Most people would say Jensen was just like his character Dean. Often times the boys would be made fun of because they would do something like their characters. Now you on the other hand you were nothing like your character, you played Sam and Deans little sister Mary, Mary your character was nothing like you at all. Mary was a smooth talking, sassy, snarky person, who never stuttered, and always knew how to talk her way into trouble and then talk her way back out of it. But you on the other hand were as shy as shy could be. Whenever you had to meet a new person you would always be a stuttering mess. Ever since you were around five you would appear at conventions and do panels with Jensen and Jared. When you were twelve you were asked to appear at panel by your self. That panel didn’t end very well you almost had a nervous break down. After that you asked to never have to  appear at a panel by yourself. As long as you had Jensen and Jared or Misha or Mark at a panel with you.

“Hey (Y/N) you ready to go out soon, we have a full crowd.” Jensen said coming up behind you and wrapping his arm around you shoulder.  

Ever since you were two you had been appearing on the show, you’re now fourteen and had been to about a hundred cons. As long as you had some one with you cons weren’t a problem. But no matter how many panels or cons you went to you would always get nervous before a con, you were always scared you would say something wrong, or make a fool of your self.

“Introducing Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles and the one and only (Y/N)!” Rich yelled as he introduced you and the boys. You all walked out on the stage, and talked to Rob and Rich before doing to usual jump while posing, you knew you would probably see pictures of the jump on insta and tumblr the next day.  

The panel was going good you and the  boys joked around while answering questions and only had a couple questions left.  

“Hi this my third time at a con but the first time meeting (Y/N) and I’ve never really seen any videos of (Y/N) so I don’t know a lot about (Y/N) other than what I know of her character on supernatural so I was really thrown when I met you at the photo ops and you were really quite and shy, but I just wanted to say that I love all of you and (Y/N) even though your really shy and you’re not on any social media that I think I speak for most of the fandom, I love you and you’re an amazing actress and I cant wait to see what else you’ll do in your future.” By the end of her speech the crowd was cheering her on.

To say you were speechless was an understatement you had never heard someone that you didn’t know that well say they loved you and that liked you because you were shy.

“well what I think (Y/N) is trying to say is thank you and she really appreciates it.” Jared said trying to help you out. That seemed to break you out of your trance.

“thank you”  you stuttered out. At that moment you realized for years you’ve been scared to make a fool of your self you were scared to talk to much because you were scared people might not like you, and at that moment you realized it was okay if you talked more it was okay if you started to post on social media more, but it was also okay to be shy and not like to talk to much and that was okay not everybody had to be as talkative as Jared or Jensen or even Misha because the fans and everyone you knew loved you because of who you were. Shy little (Y/N).

This used to be on my other blog nat-tastic now im posting all of those fics over onto this blog, 

The Meme and His Tutor

Part 29: The Day The Tutor Got Her Exam Results.

Co-written with @tragicshadows

Recommended Song: Can’t Take My Eyes Off You by Crucial Star

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This was it. The day that would make or break you.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 4982

Length: 29/?

Originally posted by herthealbum

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The past, the present... The future.

Summary: In SHIELD you are known for your charisma and your irrational optimism. Specially taking in count the irreversible curse HYDRA condemned you with. Because of that, Director Fury has determinate that you are the best person to take care of Bucky’s mental state.

Chapter 1: My curse

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Y/N: your name

Warnings: Contains references to Marvel’s Agents of SHIELD and the inhumans, but nothing that would count as a major spoiler. Also, references to weapons (guns).

Word count: 1,676

A/N: This is my very first time writing a fanfic, so I hope you enjoy it! I would love to have some feedback so let me know what you think! I’m planing on doing a series. This part is pretty light, I have a lot more dramatic scenes as the story goes on.

Y/N POV’s:

Light floats through the room, creeping across my eyelids to remind me that a new day has started.  I sit up and look around my room to orientate myself after another busy night fighting off nightmares. The right wall is made completely out of glass, giving me amazing views of the forest that expands all around the facility. It also fills my room with light at any hour of the day, which is fortunate, as the walls are painted black. Next to the window I have an immense desk covered in papers and supplies and equipped with the latest technology, just like about anything in my room. I also have a boxing space, bookshelves (not enough for my books: a lot of them are lying on the ground), a full body mirror that doubles as a computer and, of course, my bed. The walls are covered with posters of any topic imaginable, from movies to the latest science innovations along with photos and… anything hangable, really.

As I’m covered in sweat, i decide to take a shower before heading out into the new day. While I let the warm water drip through my body, mixing with the coconut scent from my shampoo, I ask the personal assistant in the mirror to go through my timetable today and fill me in with anything I may have missed.

Good morning, Agent Y/N. Today you had a meeting with the Minister of Foreign Affairs to coordinate SHIELD’s missions off borders. You also had agreed to help agent Daisy train the new recruits for the inhumans. Finally you were going to take part in the planing of the mission to take down the latest HYDRA facility found. However, all you plans for today have been cancelled, and your daily revision with agent Jemma Simons was been delayed.

“And what’s the reason for all this change?” I ask, stepping out of the shower while drying my hair with a towel.

Director Fury wanted to have a meeting with you before breakfast.”

I nod, wondering what Fury might want to talk about. I come out of the bathroom and open the sliding doors to enter my closet. Aside from the clothes, which I do not have a great variety of as I spend most of my life in uniform, my closet is filled with objects that do not fit in my room, from my electric guitar to boxes with case files. Cameras, souvenirs … even my skate is here!

I dress in my black jumpsuit, with a SHIELD logo on my shoulder, and tie the numerous leather straps that incorporate weapons into my uniform. It’s not like I expect to be attacked at the base soon, but the protocol requires that all active agents carry at least one weapon around, and I must admit that I feel much more comfortable knowing I’m not defenseless. I place the pistol inside the holster on my hip, put on my fingerless gloves and tie my shiny black boots. I put my hair in a braid and finally step out of my room, my brightest smile on, ready to fight the world.

I make my way to Fury’s office, smiling politely at everyone. As I happen to come across Daisy on my way there, I also stop to apologize for not being able to help her this afternoon.

“Don’t worry” she smiles putting a hand on my shoulder “I’m sure you’re going to go up another level or something. Can you go up another level if you already have maximum access to everything? Well, never mind. You have to tell me everything!”

“I’ll meet you for lunch” I promise her as I wave goodbye.

When I enter Fury’s office, he is looking at a report, but puts it down as soon as he realizes I’m  in the room. He stands up, smiling.

“Y/N! I’m glad you have finally decided to show up.” I open my mouth to complain, but he carries on in a more serious tone “I have something important. Something really important I need you to take care of. Come here, I’ll explain you everything while we have breakfast.”

A while later, we both sit in front of a steamy plate of scrambled eggs and bacon.

“Nick, all this tension is getting on my nerves. Would you mind to explain what exactly I’m required to do?” I say, my knee bouncing up and down under the table as I try to liberate energy from my body.

He solemnly looks up from his plate and passes me a file. It’s pretty thick, and I recognize the man in the front picture immediately. My heart stops for a millisecond and I have to remind myself to breath. I inhale deeply, fighting against panic, and recompose my smile as well as I can.

“The Winter Soldier…” I say, looking at Fury for more explanations.

“I trust you know his story.”

“I do, I read about him on some files a few months ago. And all the rumors going around..”  Nick looks at me in the eye as if he expects me to say something else, but that is all that’s going to come out of my mouth. He leans back before asking.

“What is your opinion on him?”

“My opinion, you mean, as in whether he is innocent or not?” I ignore the ghosts of memories that pass before my eyes and carry on “According to all the data we have, he is. Right?”

“Yes Y/N, Bucky is completely innocent.” he says. The pause that follows warns you that I may not like what’s coming next. “Y/N, Bucky needs psychological support after this traumatic experience. Not a psychologist, but someone to help him adapt and to be his friend. Most importantly, to help him move on. Before you say anything, Steve is not completely qualified to do so, as he doesn’t understand what Bucky has been through. We are still trying to get the trigger words out of his brain and that’s only the beginning of the process of healing. He was taken to the Avengers’ compound about a week ago, as we thought it was easier to treat him from there. Unfortunately, Mr Stark isn’t very happy with the idea. Bucky needs help as soon as posible and I have decided you are the most indicated person to do the job.” He looks at me apologetically, demonstrating, once more, how instinctive he is. I have never told anyone about it, but he somehow knows, somehow feels it.

“Why me?” I whisper, not trusting my voice. Nick looks at me.

“Because you know what it is like, you have lived it. You know what HYDRA does to its prisoners. You probably know something about the mind wiping and you definitely are one of the most empathic persons I have ever come across.” He pauses for a second and then his look softens a little “And you are by far the happiest and more optimistic person I have and will ever meet. All that happened to you, and you are somehow here, in front of me, still smiling.”

I take a deep breath. Nick has a point and, as much as I fear it, I can’t deny my help to someone who needs it so badly. But man, this was going to be difficult. Really difficult. I stand up and take the files.

“When am I leaving to the Avengers Compound?”

Nick smiles “I was hoping you would this afternoon”

I run through the Winter Soldier’s files wile I wait for Jemma to give me my results. I have skim-read the first few pages when Daisy enters the lab and walks towards me.

“I knew I would find you here.” she smiles “I heard you’re moving in to Stark’s.”

“You heard?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

“Well, Coulson may have talked with Fury about it and he may or may have not told me a little something” She stops and pulls a fake deep-in-thought pose “Or I may have hacked the system… again.”

“You really are incurable.”

“So… You’re going to be the Winter Soldier’s personal phsycologist?”

“That may, or may not be true.” I laugh “Do you know something about him that could be useful? I’ve read he used to make really good impressions on people.

“That would explain why his name is in the memorial to the agents lost in the line of duty, even though he died before SHIELD was created.”

“I know. Someone has to fix that, by the way. I mean: he was lost, but now he is found. Or maybe metaphorically he is not the same person, after all he has gone through, so he is still lost. Or maybe your name stays there even if you are not actually dead…”

“Or maybe we are just too lazy to change it”

“Good point.”

Jemma laughs behind me. I turn around  and she presses the tablet in her hand.

“Before I show you anything, I wanted to tell you I have send the instructions of your revision to Mr Stark, so that you can get it done by him once in the compound.” I thank her profusely, even though I’m not extremely excited with the prospect of having a medical revision with a Stark. “Here are your results.” she says, showing me the projection coming from her tablet. I anxiously read all the numbers and signs I have learned by heart in the past years, desperately looking for something, anything, different to usual. I don’t succeed.

“Not a single second?” I ask, in case I have missed something. As she shakes her head, my shoulders sink. Someone would say I should have gotten used to it after all this time but I can’t help to have hope. Daisy puts her arm around me. I take a deep breath and smile again.

I try to think of the positive aspects, but the reality is, I haven’t aged a single minute in the past forty-eight years.

And no, it’s not as fun as you think.

Part 2.

anonymous asked:

I'm the anon that asked for the reiner bert titans scenerio, thankyou for responding and I would like for Bert :)

WARNING: This contains heavy spoilers for the series. If you’re an anime-only watcher, I highly suggest that you skip reading this and even the prompt itself.

Sorry this took me so long! Admittedly, I’m not very good at writing RBA, but I honestly tried my best! I couldn’t really think of an ending, so I kind of cliffhangered it at a good point that leaves it open for a small drabble later down the line if enough people express interest in seeing it. Also, I don’t think I’d be able to write the same scenario for Reiner, so I’d humbly ask that everyone understands. c: I have a really difficult time coming up with new ideas for the same scenario prompt, if that makes any sense. I might be able to do headcanons down the line if enough people want those, too. This is unedited, for now, but I’ll go back later and fix mistakes if I catch them!

Original prompt: 

He knew that joining the military and posing as a soldier would tarnish his ability to get his mission done, but Bertholdt Hoover never anticipated being torn asunder at the decision he and Reiner were about to make.

Miraculously, they had survived the collapse of Utgard Castle without having to reveal their identities. Rather, they had discovered that Ymir was a titan; the titan who had swallowed Marcel without any remorse, devouring him and absorbing his shifter abilities in a blink of an eye. Throughout the entire ordeal, Bertholdt had made the choice to convince Reiner that it was time to return home and take Eren with them. The only thing that remained left in the air was how they were going to convince him and how he was going to break the truth to you.

Nothing else had mattered to him before except for Reiner and Annie’s safety and the success of the Marley’s mission. It was their sworn duty to fight the Eldians that lived in Paradis island and that was supposed to be the end of it.

Life was never that simple—it was the cold, harsh reality of war.

You were everything that he could never be: determined, kind, and so patient and understanding that Bertholdt felt like crying whenever your bright eyes met his own. Your smile was enough to melt his heart and fill him with a torrent of guilt, but even you weren’t enough to stop him from going home.

“Bertl,” Reiner’s gruff voice sliced through his heavy thoughts, his hand descending on his shoulder. They locked eyes and a pregnant pause passed between them until the blond sighed. “Let’s bring them with us.”

Bertholdt nearly choked on his own saliva, yet he managed to simply choke out, “What?”

Eyes fierce and ablaze, Reiner-the-warrior stepped forward for a moment, his bold statement still echoing through Bertholdt’s head. “You don’t want to leave them, so bring them with us. We’ll deal with the consequences when we’re back home.”

Maybe he was blinded by his own feelings—the very ones that he both embraced and cursed—but Bertholdt found himself falling for Reiner’s own delusions. If he could just explain to you what was truly going on, then maybe you’d understand why he had done everything that he had; that it was necessary for humanity. With clenched fists, he nodded and made up his mind, olive-colored hues spotting you from across the top of the wall, where you chatted happily with Connie and Sasha.

He had to make you understand.

Nervously, he called your name and beckoned you closer, a cold sweat beading at his temples. You walked closer and flashed him that smile—the same one that made him weak in the knees and irrevocably guilty—and stopped when the two of you were isolated from the rest of your friends.

He was going to make you understand.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, concern dripping from your voice. Bertholdt hated the look you gave him and hated that he felt himself chickening out from the thought of returning home now. It was all your fault that you had this influence over him, but he was the one who was to blame for allowing you to wriggle your way underneath his skin and into his heart.

Swallowing thickly, Bertholdt reached for your hands, ignoring the fact that his own were clammy and his heart was racing so wildly that you could probably feel his pulse from the touch. “Come with me,” he urged, his voice shushed and frantic.

You only laugh at his remark. “Go where, Bertl? We’re stuck on the top of the wall for a while, y'know. I doubt we’ll be able to get back to headquarters for a whil—”

“No.” He faltered for a moment and took a shaky breath, the grip on your hands tightening. His eyes met your own and the jovial mood was dampened as you began to realize just how serious he was being. Bertholdt didn’t give you a chance to question him further before he elaborated, “I want you to come with me—with us—over the wall. Outside of the wall.”

“What are you talking about? We can’t go over the wall, Bertholdt, and you know that. What’s going on with you?”

Bertholdt’s eyes closed for a moment and he rakes over how to tell you what’s happening because you have to understand. Refusing to let you pull your hands away from his own, he quietly revealed, “Reiner and I are going home with Eren and Ymir. I want you to come with me.”

Shaking your head, you desperately tried to comprehend the words that were coming from him. “I don’t know why you want to go back to your village, but you can’t. You’ll die out there. I don’t know what you’re trying to find by going back there, but Ymir didn’t just save us for you to throw your life away.” Your fingers interlock with his own, worry painted across your features as you softly pleaded, “Please tell me what’s going on. I can’t help you if I don’t understand where you’re coming from.”

“I’m the one who destroyed Shiganshina. I’m the one who broke the wall in Trost.” The words tumble from his lips so quickly that Bertholdt doesn’t have a chance to rethink them or clarify, so he simply let go of your hands and waited in silent agony for you to say anything.

Wide-eye, you pale as if you had just seen a ghost—as if you had just seen a monster. Vaguely, he heard Eren screaming from across the Wall as Reiner tried to explain himself, his words jumbled and not coherent enough to garner his attention.

“I—I don’t believe you,” you stammered, stepping back on your heel in order to give him a look of sheer disbelief. He can’t defend himself or his actions and he won’t, which prompted you to speak a little louder this time, “You’re lying! If this is a joke, it isn’t funny! You wouldn’t do something like that, Bertholdt.  Please, take it back. ”

Out of the corner of his eye, Bertholdt saw Mikasa drawing her blade, poised and ready to attack at any given moment. “I can’t,” he replied and turned his back on you, fully prepared to go through with his mission.

If you didn’t understand then he was going to have to make you, whether you liked it or not.

Even as Mikasa screamed at you to draw your weapons, all you could do was stand there in shock and disbelief. Right before your very eyes, both Reiner and Bertholdt shifted into the very things that had cursed humanity and placed them in this horrific existence in the first place. Excruciatingly hot steam emanated from the Colossal Titan’s gargantuan form, but the last thing you were able to remember was a large hand shielding you from the blast before your world went dark.

*White Lace * Prince Newt x reader (AU) | Pt.2


A story inspired by these photos of Eddie as King Richard the II:

Synopsis: Newt is a Prince and second in line to the throne. He grew up with the love of magical creatures thanks to his Mother. When she passed away he continued on with his love and fascination with all magical beasts. However, the moment he discovers there are dragons near the kingdom he heads out in search of one. There, in the forest, he mets a woman who has the ability to tame and care for the dragons- you. After meeting you once he instantly becomes both infatuated with your ability to earn the trust of such noble and dangerous creatures as well as your breathtaking beauty. What will happen when he sets out to find you again and learn what is happening to the dragons in the kingdom?

Days passed and all Newt could think about was you. You and how amazing you were beside that magnificent dragon, without a single ounce of fear in your eyes. It was as if being with such a magnificent beast was of second nature to you; the Prince was captivated. 

“Your highness?” Tapping his wand on the table, Newt’s teacher raised an eyebrow as he watched the young royal stare off in to the distance with glazed eyes. “Did you hear a single word I said?” 


“Then list off all the poisonous potions.”

Swallowing, Newt rattled his brain for the answer, “Bloodroot potion, Death-cap draught, Malevolent Mixture… err…” He paused, trying to recall the rest but failing miserably. 

Serian sighed, rubbing his face with the palm of his hand as he tried to keep his temper in check with the young royal. “My boy… if you are to prosper and someday, if the opportunity should arise, become King, you must know all of these things. They are important!”

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His Heat || Youngbin

Group/Member: Sf9 Youngbin

Genre: smut, werewolf!Youngbin, knotting, 

Word Count: 1.6K

Request:Anon Can I get a youngbin smut pleaseee where you pleasure him and make him go crazy that he grabs you and goes wildddd thankyouu xxx

kingaegyo said:Hi! I would like to ask a smut fluffy scenario with Youngbin. Sorry for the bad english

a/n: this was hard since I got two Youngbin smut request so I added a small werewolf twist onto it. Hope its not to weird or bad!! I sent a lot of time doing this. 

Originally posted by armurx

You smiled giving a pose with the pair of fake dog ears on your head, fluffing them up at a bit to make them look cute.With a lace underwear looking rather cute and nice. Was Youngbin going to like it? you thought staring at yourself reflection. 

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spatialheather  asked:

“Look, just because you kidnapped me doesn’t mean I’m going to marry you.” Symbra lololol

Satya kept her back perfectly straight, chin level, arms and legs crossed as she stared coolly back at her captor. She knew this woman was toying with her, having a bit of fun before…whatever would come next. But she played along nevertheless.

“Just because you kidnapped me, doesn’t mean I am going to marry you,” Satya said. “If anything, this kidnap assures the failure of your proposal.”

“Aw. And I had this ring picked out for you already.” Her captor strode over to the desk - set up with some of the most advanced tech Satya had ever laid eyes on - and waved her hand over a holoprojector. A screen appeared in mid-air, and the woman enlarged it to display a photo of said ring. 

But of course, Satya had no interest in it. “Who are you?”

“A suitor of yours,” the woman replied without missing a beat, a smirk curving her lips.

Satya resisted the urge to clench her jaw. “Your name.”

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