i like this little eye thing

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Fluffy thought of the night: Len and Jim gently bickering over where Len left his keys. Bonus points for exasperated/fond teasing.

“You lost them again?”

Len’s giving Jim the same hairy eyeball he does every time Jim stands in the doorway, his shoulder pressed to the jamb, arms crossed over his chest and just watching Len look for his ever loving keys.

“I’ve got more important things to think about than where I’ve left my keys,” Leonard grunts, and Jim’s got that mischievous glint in his eye.  “I swear I put them on the hook this time.”

“Just like you did last time, right?”  Jim teases.

“You know, you could be helpful and give me a hand in looking,” Len says just a little bit venomously.  “If I wanted a running commentary from the peanut gallery Ii’d have asked.”

Jim shakes his head and pushes off from the doorway, turning on his heel and stalking into the kitchen.  He comes back a half minute later with a familiar jingle, Len’s keys hung off one finger and a small gift box in his free hand.

“You’re welcome,” he says, cutting off Len’s indignant splutter.


“Would you believe on top of the microwave?”  Jim asks with a smile.

Len shakes his head.  He really has no idea how his keys wind up in such strange and random places.  He swears up and down that he doesn’t leave them in the spots Jim finds them.

“Thank you,” Len finally expresses, his gaze flicking to the box in Jim’s grasp.  “What’s that?”

Jim extends it towards him.

“Open it,” he urges.

Len’s eyebrow cocks inquisitively as he takes the package, stowing his keys safely in his pocket before he can lose them again.  Pulling the top off of it, he sets it aside and tips the box over, catching another, slightly smaller and unwrapped box in his free hand.  Facing it towards himself, he reads it and glances up at Jim again.

“A key finder.”

Jim grins.

“For when I’m not home to help you look,” Jim says with a wink.

Len rolls his eyes but can’t help the smile that pulls up at the corners of his mouth.

“Brat,” he teases softly.

“I know,” Jim says with a serene smile.  “And you wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Part of Your World, A Tarquin Fan fiction, Part i

It took me about a week to finally get working on this but here it is! The first installation of my Tarquin fan fiction :) I’m so excited for everyone to read this and I hope you like it. It’s a little long, got carried away haha. @writtenbyourstruly credit to this lady for giving me the ideas for this fic and the things that happen in it!!! 

Can you find the inspiration for this fic because I was highly influenced and now I can’t go back lol enjoy!

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Final (Final!) Wintershock Sneaky Peeky

I know I said the last excerpt of Pulling Me Under was the final one, but I lied. Or, rather, I changed my mind.  I hope to post the first chapter on Thursday.  The entire thing will be a little longer than originally estimated–about 67,000 words, probably.  I hope everyone enjoys when I release this little fic baby to the world in a couple days…

“Jesus, Barnes. Do you have to kickstart my libido every time you do anything? Stop licking your lips like that.“

He smiled and rolled his tongue out over his bottom lip. “Like that?”

She narrowed her eyes. “You’re a menace.”

“Ever occur to you that this is happening because of you instead of me?”

Darcy licked that fucking spoon like it was the head of his cock. “What do you mean?” she asked.

“We’re doing this because I can’t stay away from you, not because you can’t stay away from me.”

“So what’s so awesome about me?” she asked, offering him another bite of ice cream. He took it and let it melt in his mouth.

“There’s just something about you.”

“What? That I’m easy and up for semi-public sex?” She took another bite of ice cream, licking the back of the spoon. He couldn’t decide if she did it to instigate him, make him so hard he’d take her again, or if she just didn’t realize her power.

“That you get me so hard sometimes I think I might bust my zipper,” he replied.

“You forgot my dazzling wit,” she said, pointing the spoon at him before taking another bite.

“I didn’t. Ain’t just your body that gets me hot.”

Darcy looked up at him through her long eyelashes and slowly pulled the spoon out of her mouth. “Are you saying that bickering with me gets your motor running?”

He shrugged. “Maybe. It also pisses me the fuck off.”

“Oh, so should I be nicer to you? Maybe stop questioning you when you say stupid shit?” Her voice was light, and she had a smile on her face.

“Nope. Not really interested in changing you. Just sayin’ you’re difficult as hell and that makes me want to rip your clothes off.”

“Interesting,” she said, scooping up some ice cream and offering it to him. Bucky tucked his wet hair behind his ears and let her put the spoon in his mouth. Each bite tasted a little better. Just like her.

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I like to believe that Harry's fingers are good at many things: cupping Louis' jaw while kissing him, stroking grumpy morning Louis' hair from his forehead, making Louis keen and whine while buried in him knuckle-deep, showing Louis how to whisk (honestly, Louis), drawing swirling patterns on Louis skin and tickling Louis with them, then stroking over the little crinkles by Louis' eyes, putting his finger on Louis' lips when they're secretly kissing and Louis is giggling too loudly...

Y’all want me dead tonight!! I’m SMOL AND FRAGILE.



10 Things You May Not know About Me.

I haven’t been blogging as much since we’ve moved home, so I’ve decided to start doing a daily blogging challenge I found on Pinterest. I’m going to start with the basics! I’m Sophia and these are some things you may, or may not, know about me!   

  • I have a twin brother. We would share a birthday cake every year. I liked chocolate but he liked vanilla, so our cake was always half and half.
  • I was born with a strawberry birthmark on my forehead. It’s also called a hemangioma. Because having a large forehead to begin with wasn’t enough, my birthmark looked like a little red zit up between my eyes. My parent’s had it removed when I was little. All that’s left is a small scar. 
  • Trypophobia. It’s a fear of holes. Not like the holes you dig, so much as cluster of little holes. Think honeycombs, or sponge holes. I’m not ‘afraid’ of them, but looking at them makes my anxiety so bad and I become instantly nauseous. Google it…Or don’t! 

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Prompt: “Pick your underwear up off the floor.” “Why? You’re the one that threw them there…last night…remember?”
Warnings: None
Words: 200+

Basically, I had an idea of a little thing but I felt like it was too short to write on its own so I added gifs. *GIFS AREN”T MINE*

“Have you done anything since getting home last night?” you asked after setting all your work crap on the bench. You looked around and the house was still a mess. 

“Well I did you” Tyler smirked walking up behind you 

“Not what I meant” you rolled your eyes pushing him away from you. You were so tired from work, and even though having home Tyler was great, you just wanted to sleep. Like actually sleep. You opened the door to your bedroom and sighed. All Tyler’s Fashion police costumes and ring attire was spread out on the ground. His suitcase was overflowing, clearly, he started to unpack only to get side tracked like normal. 

“Tyler! Pick your underwear up off the floor. How hard is it?” you huffed pushing his clothes with your feet to get to your bed. You laid down and closed your eyes.

Why? You’re the one that threw them there…last night…remember?” he smirked walking to the end of the bed and crawled over you.

“No” You held your hand up to him, not opening your eyes

“Come on babe I’m only home for 2 days” Tyler whined before kissing your neck

“Pick your underwear then maybe” you pushed him off the bed and sat up “See that basket there? That’s for dirty clothes, put the underwear in the basket” 

i-ship-it-okay fandoms-fandoms-everywhere99 @jasmineeee85  lahey-trash @ridingmoxley  whatsupitsmk @astilinski24  

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Can you imagine after a long day you and Shawn spent on the beach you two head back to your guys hotel room, then you two order room service then you two just cuddle on the bed admiring each other and Shawn moves some hair out of your face and he tells you how the little sunburn on your face brings out your eyes and then it turns into a make out session and you accidentally scratch his back forgetting he has a sunburn there and he winches so you rub some aloe on him to soothe his burn

oh my goodness! why is this so beautiful?

and the sunburn detail is extra cute. i   S W O O N E D.

“I only saw him. But it was so quick—just a flash. I was going upstairs with some cold medicine. One of the children had arrived with the sniffles and had given a nasty head cold to half the dorm, and it just … hit me. All of a sudden, I was somewhere else and seeing these terrible things, and there was lightning and thunder, and people were screaming and trees were crashing to the ground and the sky flooded red and … and I dropped the tray.”

“I probably would have, too,” I told her, because she was white and shaking again, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes, but the stairs are marble; everyone heard,” she said, looking at me with so much pain in her eyes that I finally got it; I wasn’t the only one feeling responsible for tonight. “And I was so upset … the adepts made me tell them, and at the time I didn’t realize … I couldn’t see any reason not to … until I saw. They were happy. They were pleased about it. Then they saw me looking at them, and changed their expressions. But I knew, I’d seen—” (Karen Chance, Tempt the Stars)

Pythian Adepts + Aesthetic

ships open/ship rules

One fandom per ship
(Avengers (Doctor Strange and Ant Man included), Xmen, Suicide Squad, Deadpool, Fantastic Four, Guardians of the Galaxy, Marvels Defenders, Spiderman Homecoming, DC/Justice League)
One ship at a time please it’s not fair to others who’ve been waiting for their one ship if you’ve requested a few consecutive ships. Please wait until yours has been posted to request another
Please remember to include which gender you’d like to be shipped with I hate deleting them, but those are two if the most important things to include. Without them it’s a guessing game.
Please include more than just physical appearence I write 350+ words for these ships and it’s a lot harder to write them if all I have to work with is hair color and eye color. It makes your ship a lot more personalized if you include the little details about yourself aka fears, passions, hopes, hobbies, etc. It makes it a lot less fun if all I have to work with is what you look like, and in most relationships looks don’t matter, it’s about what’s on the inside.
If ships are closed they are closed, please respect that.
▪ Also I forgot to mention this it doesn’t happen very often, but sometimes people send links/directions to links to separate pages/tumblrs about them, and as helpful as that is, I would much rather have the information sent through the ask box I work mostly off mobile and it just makes it a lot easier

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I love the idea of Ami being a pedantic little shit over the most petty things, because she has FACTS and LOGIC to back her up, and she so strongly believes in every thing being RIGHT AND CORRECT.

She’s so outraged that Jan was declared the Masterchef victor over Bazza, because it clearly rigged and he had more technical points and honestly, it’s like these judges only care about presentation and flair and drama, and she’s going to write a lengthy facebook post right now - stop rolling your eyes Rei, I can see you - to inform the show’s producers right now how WRONG they are.


I intended to do this when I reached 100, but damn, ya’ll came out of nowhere. I had like, 97 last time I actually looked at the thing. Therefore, here’s a couple people I very highly recommend ya’ll follow.

@iuriis Daniel’s father-figure, representative of the British Empire. He taught Daniel much of what he knows of being a Nation, and despite a rocky relationship, Daniel firmly believes George can do little, if anything wrong. 

@angliia Another representative of the British Empire, Dolores is the love of Daniel’s life.

@zdravstvuysclntse Representative of the city of Murmansk. Noyabrina and Daniel argue over quite a few things, and fail to see eye-to-eye on much more.

@ofcongress John Hancock. He helped in getting Daniel to eventually agree to the act of Revolution. In modern day, Daniel’s handwriting is an imitation of the penmanship of this man.

@toodamnloyal Lt. Theodore Groves is a god damn puppy that Daniel cannot understand why holds him in such high regard. Good friends way-back-when. Stop being so overprotective, Theo, Daniel is immortal. 

@bertievi King George VI of the United Kingdom. Being a British Monarch, Daniel was inclined to like him already. He enjoys discussing economics with the man.

@txrncoat Dorrian  Knox Sinclair is one of his former citizens, married now to George. Daniel sees him as something to play with, and a potential pawn in getting some personal attention from George. The fact that he is absolutely precious does not help that Daniel attempts on multiple occasions to ruin his life. Damn traitor. 


Okay so this is my little zine I made!

I googled many different ways to deal with dysphoria (since I don’t really know how to deal with my own dysphoria xL) and I found these 6 to be the best (in my opinion)

recipe for marauders


  • whole lotta smart
  • a bit– oops a lot dorkiness then
  • carelessly cute look
  • shoulders the size of a living room 
  • bad eye sight, definitely needs glasses
  • charm, more chARM!
  • a little arrogance, okay no- WAIT! Why did you pour the whole bottle?!
  • compassion - my hand slipped
  • protective - but like not the amount we put for mothe–?? why don’t you ever listen to me?
  • has a thing for redheads, I don’t make the rules
  • pinch of tendency to break rules. pst that’s not a pinch that’s a spoonful, well if you want to


  • effortlessly smart
  • where’s the “can’t walk straight to save his life?” bottle?
  • a little anger you know with the whole bad boy vi- WHY did you pour the whole bottle again?!
  • silky hair - where’s the conditioner?
  • a bit of darkness, just a little bit. *smells* oh, that’s a strong one, a little goes a long way so maybe I should have put like one drop instead of four
  • I’m gonna need time to carve him out, don’t bother me for 48 hours and keep the coffee coming
  • crunchy on the outside mushy on the inside
  • put three drops of the family disappointment bottle.. you put thIRTY! STOP.
  • where’s the bottle we used for David Bowie? pour half of it, good
  • PINCH of tendency to break the rules. the spoon again? ah, well


  • pour the rest of the smart in
  • sarcasm for days, pour the whole fucking thing
  • soft on the outside, crunchy on the inside
  • swears like a pirate
  • a bit unlucky.. nooOO- not the whole bottle! you did it anyways, didn’t you?
  • kindness bottle, throw it here! whoops the whole thing fell in
  • where’s the darkness bottle? oh, five was too much
  • give him strong teeth, I don’t know why, just do it
  • where’s the instinct bottle we use for wolves? I know he’s a human just give it, I have a feeling
  • give me the adorable bottle, I’m gonna fix this *pours the whole thing*
  • definitely tea addict - no the earl grey one
  • P I N C H of tendency to brea– you are gonna go with the spoon no matter, cool


  • oh shit do we have any smart left? no?! oh, we have wit, cool. pour it in.
  • snarky af, pour ¾ in
  • make him the creative one, five drops should do it f i v e
  • put bravery, thaT’S THE COWARDICE bottle. why r u like dis?
  • foodie, half the bottle
  • the good listener for men. I know!! we haven’t used it in a while, I’m excited, too
  • the insecurity bottle, be very careful
  • should we mix in a little shyness? we should?! we should.
  • survival instincts, w o w that’s the amount we use for rats, what the hell?
  • chubby cheeks comin’ through
  • pinch of tend- do whatever you want, I’m done

jungkook does this thing i really love, and it makes me very soft, and is actually reason #1 why i adore this kid: he actively listens when people talk. like he turns as much of his body toward them as he can, and he makes eye contact, nods, tilts his head; you can see him considering what the other person is saying, and in that moment that person, whoever it is, is the most important person in the room to him. i just am so soft for the way he pays attention to the people around him.


everyone in harry potter is a poc: hannah abbot (x)

A pink faced girl with a white headscarf stumbled out of the line, put on the hat, which fell right down over her eyes, and sat down. ‘HUFFLEPUFF!’ shouted the hat. The table on the right cheered and clapped as Hannah went to sit down at the Hufflepuff table; the ghost of the Fat Friar waving merrily at her.

Lockers - Peter Parker

request -  hey, welcome to tumblr ! great username XD i was wondering if you could do a scenario where the reader was in the elevator then as spiderman pulls her up, she recognizes his voice then the next day, she confronts peter in at school, in an empty classroom and says she knows who he is and then hugs him out of nowhere and so much fluff ugh. thank you and i wish you the best with the blog !

a/n - i went through many different plots/settings with this fic so it took a while but, writing this was really fun. it sort of become rly super duper long so i apologize for that LOL and hopefully the fluff isn’t a flop like me but don’t forget to request a peter parker/spider-man fic if you’d like and follow!

The elevator began to shake even more, dropping one more time before I felt as if our fate was waiting for us down at the bottom floor. The broken glass made it hard to stand up, but what was even worse was that I was the only one left in the doomed elevator.

“Grab onto my hand!” The officer shouted at me, extending his arm to be the best way he could. I tried to desperately to reach it, but I couldn’t. The mix of adrenaline and fear had struck my body to the max.

“Sir, I-I can’t.” I cried, my heart breaking even more. Just then, the elevator went down another foot, and I felt my back press up against the tarnished wall. All I could hear was the harsh beat of my heart and the yells for help from the people up top.

“(Y/N) please! Try again!” I heard Liz yell from above. The situation had become to surreal to me that I almost became numb to it, with what could happen in a matter of seconds not scaring me as much as it should be.

Before I could register anything else, the sound of glass breaking snapped me back into reality. But surprisingly, it wasn’t from the elevator.

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Accepting Anxiety: Part 2/2: Can Anxiety Be Good? Analysis

Okay so before I start jsyk I’ve been happy stimming since I saw the video my arms are so tired

- Roman’s previously is so extra

- The clock is in color now

- Anxiety’s room: Anime poster, masquerade mask, candles, album art, a LOT of Nightmare Before Christmas stuff, spooky lamp, spider curtains, cat

- We get Anxiety’s music it’s nice

- Patton really hates spiders // when he needs comfort, he buries his face in the cardigan

- Roman is protective of Morality

- Everyone has cool toned lighting except for Anxiety, his is warm. And he fills up more of the frame than usual

- Anxiety is so, so, so, mad about them being in his room. His eyeshadow is way darker as well.

- Roman screams like a little girl

- Does Roman always have a brush on him? Or???

- “Didn’t seem like I was wanted. You all made that pretty clear.” He looks at Roman when he says that, then glances away. 

- This is the third or fourth time he’s said, “Except you, Patton.”

- “I love my dark strange son” *Heathers playing the background*

- Roman is horrible at making things better

- THomas tells ROman to shut up the first time

- Logan is the first to get eyeshadow beneath his eyes. As the video progresses, the other two get them as awell and they get darker, eventually worse than Anxiety’s

- Anxiety is so unhappy that they’re there. “If I wanted to be insulted, I would have just shown up like I usually do.” His room has been a place where he’s safe, and they’ve corrupted that

- “You poor little anxious baby”

- Thomas doesn’t have eyeshadow on I don’t think but he has bags under his eyes T H O M A S go to sleep

- Everyone is kind of an asshole in this video it’s weird

- There is so much self hatred in Anxiety

- Thomas tells Roman to shut up a second time, third, and fourth time

- Each time we cut back to roman during that, his eyeshadow is darker

- Patton asks about Roman’s self esteem issues 

- and then gets insecure about his questions // when he does so he flinches back away from Princey like he’s waiting to be attacked either physically or verbally. I know that look

- Patton is supportive 

- I just noticed this but Patton’s camera is angled downwards

- Logan rambles and gets dark help him

- Anxiety flinches from Logan yelling (there’s a lot of loud and a lot of flinching in this video)

- Patton doesn’t like loud noises either

- Logan’s eyeshadow gets worse as he rambles and Princey’s hair starts to fall into his face

- Anxiety is an alarm clock

- Patton yells that Anxiety is happiness

- Logan doesn’t like the loud noise now too “E=MC scared”

- Patton is worried he won’t be allowed the chance to speak

- When Thomas is praising Anxiety, Roman looks extremely distressed and takes two deep breaths

- Roman admitting that Anxiety isn’t all bad looks so difficult for him but it also comes out like something he’s been trying to say for a long time but hasn’t been able to psych himself up to do

- Anxiety’s small smile at Roman saying he makes them all better

- Roman’s immediate response after the smile is “Was that good did I do good?”

- The effect on Anxiety’s voice is beautiful

- Breathing as a technique to stop the anxiety (I know it’s a thing but doesn’t work for me)

- Anxiety praises Thomas as he guides him from the mindscape

- “Being anxious about getting more anxious. Sounds like me”

- Roman is genuinely surprised that Anxiety saved him

- Even though he plays it off, it means a lot to Anxiety that Patton is proud of him

- “Vigilant People” *eyebrow raise* foreshadow

- Anxiety is genuinely distressed about sharing his name

- “You’re great Patton”

- “Logan. Shut your ever flapping gobtalker.”

- Patton is all of us

- No music during the reveal

- Roman is in complete panic about Thomas wanting to know about his laughter in regards to Anxiety being a virgin…. uh….. okay

- Roman acknowledges how much Anxiety had to trust them to reveal his name as Virgil. 

- By the way, Virgil is derived from Vigilant. It’s also of Roman descent

- “You can call me Verge” okay edgelord

-  W H A T  O T H E R S ROMAN stop dropping bombs on us

- Sound of Music farewells

- Anxiety is so happy to be accepted

- The end card is so cute Patton is so pure I love him

Take it easy, guys, gals and nonbinary pals


hard times 💗💜💙
gonna make you wonder why you even try ✨

Yes, Sir // A Mitch Rapp Smut

Collab With The One And Only @stilinski-jpeg

Relationship: Mitch Rapp x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Smut, Violence (like seriously some crazy shit goes down), Oral (69), Fingering, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Unprotected Sex, Rough Sex, Choking, and Swearing.

Word Count: 9,859 

Song: Young God by Halsey

A/N: Hey guys! Welcome to day 2 of #MitchWeek! Yes, this smut is completely inspired by that bathtub scene from the trailer. I came up with this idea and immediately told Nia about it to which she said and I quote “if you don’t write this, I will.” And so we decided to turn it into a collab! I hope you guys love how intense this is as much as we do. We really felt no need to hold back.

“I don’t need a babysitter.” Mitch snarled at Stan Hurley as the pair walked down the long hallway.

“If anyone needs a babysitter, it’s you.” Stan chuckled at his least favourite trainee’s expense.

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