i may be running out of ideas

Points from the new Overwatch comic, “Uprising”

Two points really, because they were the ones I care the most about.

1. Genji

GENJI. I can’t even deal with how he looks. It really gives us a peek at what actually happened and for fanfiction and art purposes, shows us what he looked liked pre-Overwatch fall. What’s with the red eyes? Something to do with Blackwatch, as the symbol’s on his chest?


Do you see it?

“Blackwatch under scrutiny after complain from Japanese government”

THAT. I’m going out on a limb, because I am a shameless McHanzo shipper who will ship it until my dying day, but think about this:

Lore says that shortly (not sure how long) after Genji helped Overwatch bring down the Shimada Empire, he abandoned Overwatch, at war with himself. To take the Empire down, they would need information. What if Genji wasn’t able to give them enough information about the inside runnings of the Empire to take them down? What if Blackwatch (undercover) had to be sent in to gather information? Meaning, JESSE MCCREE AND GABRIEL REYES IN JAPAN, SCOUTING OUT THE SHIMADA EMPIRE. JESSE MCCREE IN CLOSE PROXIMITY TO HANZO SHIMADA. All those fics could potentially be true! Of course, something would have happened to warrant the Japanese government filing a formal complaint against Blackwatch.

I love lore, but I do admit I may be missing pieces or knowledge that may disprove my giddy idea about young!Jesse McCree and young!Hanzo Shimada interacting. If I am wrong about anything I said or implied, I would love to know. I really love McHanzo too. :3

GenjiCat & TPG (!?)

Hey guys! Per my last post - GenjiCat will run as a miniseries on TPG, updating Fridays. TPG’s regular comics will continue to update Sundays and Wednesdays.

I know Overwatch/video games are not everybody’s cup of tea, so this may be  weird for some of y’all! Just know that I only predict 10 or so more eps of GenjiCat before I run out of ideas, so it didn’t make sense to me to make whole new accounts and everything across all my websites.

In fact, let’s make that a formal promise: if we hit Ep. 15 on GenjiCat and I still want to make more, I’ll craft new accounts and separate GC from TPG :)

For now, If you don’t like GenjiCat, just ignore my updates on Fridays and thank you for being patient, tolerant beings!  After drawing TPG for 2 years straight, I’ve been feeling the itch to take on new projects, so this has been really fun and totally renews my excitement to draw comics every day <3 <3

I hope everyone else enjoys the lil dose of cute!


Business and Pleasure - Part 18

Summary:  Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.

Word Count: 2,059

Warnings: Swearing

A/N: I’m so so sorry it’s taken me so long to get this written, guys. I’m in my last semester of college and these last few weeks have been absolute hell. I’m slowly trying to catch up with life, while also trying to just make it through finals alive. Anyway, I’m not super thrilled with how this chapter came out, but I feel like I owe it to you guys to at least post it. I’m sorry if it’s not up to my usual standards, but I’m doing my best. Hopefully by the next chapter, I’ll be back to being my usual self. 

Originally posted by wishyouwereherexox

“Y/N? Are you almost ready doll? We should get going. The appointment’s in an hour and you know how unpredictable traffic can be around this time,” Bucky smiled at you from the doorway, watching as you pulled on your shoes.

“Yup! Just let me grab my purse and I’ll be ready to go!” You nodded, blushing slightly as you felt his eyes trailing over your figure.

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Fairy Tales; 12 Dancing Princesses

At the height of prohibition, 12 daughters from a straight politician sneak out every night to go to the speakeasies. When he asks for the public’s help, their shoemaker decides he can figure out the mystery.  Getting their Father’s agreement, he follows them to underground hideaways all run by the same crime boss. He starts to realize there is more going on than even the girls may realize, and it may be up to him and their youngest sister to save them.

Family Approval

Originally posted by shhhhann0n

Prompt: "If you want to get technical it costs exactly zero dollars to murder someone if you keep it simple.“

“So you’re going to steal it?” you asked the five criminals sitting in front of you. It wasn’t that you had a problem with it, you wouldn’t be hanging around criminals if you did, you just wanted to make sure you were clear on the plan.

“Why do you keep bringing your girlfriend to these things, Quill?” Rocket looked up at him, his arms crossed.

“What? You came barging in here yelling how you knew what your birthday present to yourself was going to be this year!” Peter threw his arms out angrily.

“Whatever.” Rocket waved him off. “Yeah, we’re going to steal it. But they stole it first. We’re bringing balance to the universe.”

“I don’t think that’s how that works but ok.”

“While we are there, we can steal some of their weapons and give them to the people so that they may defend themselves against any further attacks from these men,” Gamora suggested.

“That’s a good idea.” Peter leaned forward to inspect the blueprints Rocket had provided.

“So now you’re Robin Hood and the merry men?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Gamora is not a man,” Drax pointed out.

“And you’re not so merry, big guy.” Peter gave the specs one last look, before returning his attention to Rocket. “Do you have a plan?”

“It’s a pretty easy to get into. We can just knock most the guards out and I can hack the doors easy.”


“But we may run into a problem here,” The raccoon hopped of his seat so that he could point to the area he was talking about. There was a small blurb of information connected to the area by a short line. “There is a security team here. Hard skulls. Ya know, if you let me buy-”

“I already told you, we don’t have that kind of money,” Peter said dismissively.

If you want to get technical it costs exactly zero dollars to murder someone if you keep it simple.“ You leaned back slightly, bringing your foot up to rest on the opposite leg. “I’ve been on this planet for awhile. I know the species. They may be hard to knock out, but pretty easy to kill, if you know what you’re doing. Don’t even need that fancy weapon Pete won’t letcha buy.”

Rocket looked up at you, clearly shocked. “I change my mind, Quill. You should bring her to more of these things.”

“I am Groot.”

“I don’t care. I like her plan.”

“We made a promise to the Nova man not to kill anymore people,” Drax spoke up.

“Guys, relax. I was joking. I’m not gonna help you kill anyone.”

“Were you serious about knowing the species though?” Peter looked at you.

You smiled at him. “Not only that, but I know this group specifically. They’re a highly skilled group of fighters that you can hire as security for the right price. They typically work in teams of five to ten.” Leaning forward and resting your arms on your legs, you looked at the blueprints. “If you can get me into their computer system, I could probably tell you the fighting style and strengths and weaknesses on the team working the day you plan on breaking in. Once you know that, you should be able to incapacitate them.” Pulling your attention away from the blueprints, you were suddenly very aware of the looks you were currently receiving.  “I, uh, worked at a bar by their…” You paused searching for what to call it. “Training facility. Get a man drunk enough and you can find out his whole life story.”

“I agree with Rocket,” Gamora looked from you to Peter. “You should bring her to more of these.”

“Don’t have to ask me twice,” he smiled at you.

Zach Dempsey #2

Hello everyone :)
Here is another Zach Dempsey imagine, with a little help by @themonicashastriblog

Request are open and welcome! :)

Originally posted by ourheartbeats

It was nothing, at first.
I didn’t give much thought into the fact that I haven’t been on my period this month.
Hannah’s suicide and Jeff’s death shook up everything and I was still trying to wrap my head around  what happened.
More precisely, what Zach had to do with it.
When I found out about the tapes I was so mad at him for not telling me.

But we eventually got over it.
Now we were happier than before.
Stronger than before.

“Hey, Y/N. Are you there?”, Sherri rips me out of my thoughts and I look at her with an excusing look on my face before I straighten up my cheer leading skirt.

“What were you saying?”, I ask and Sherri laughs before she gets up and we walk into the gym together.
“I was saying, Jess isn’t coming today. She got cramps. This time of the month again, you know.”, she looks over to me and I frown a minute.

“What’s going on? You look like I talked about something evil.”, she laughs and I smile vague before I follow her into the gym.

I am sure it means nothing that my period is late this month too.
Even though the stress was getting better I had a flu and the doctor subscribed me some medication which most likely to mess with my body.
It’s probably nothing.

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I have no idea if I’ll actually get to finish the chronological picspam, so I’ll just keep spitting stuff out the stuff that’s still taking up room in my head.

Taking a look at what we know about the rest of the season, I’m pretty sure we’re in the run-up to the finale. I mean, we obviously are; I mean to say that it’s likely that the time elapsing between 12x19 and 12x23 is likely going to be a matter of days at most. One night passed between 12x19 and 12x20, and 12x20 is running straight into 21.

Which means I am once again eyeballing an episode towards the end of the season and wondering why the fuck its right THERE (just like I did with The Chitters last season).

Sandwiched between 12x19 (Lucifer/nephilim mytharc) and 12x20 (BMoL mytharc), 12x20 seems slightly out of place – but it’s way more seamless than The Chitters was in S11. Literally one night after Cas is given the nephilim kool aid, the story immediately turns a magnifying glass on codependency in a way it hasn’t done since the previous season, which is immediately rolling into the showdown with the BMoL. Max and Alicia’s story honestly could have been played out at any point in the season, so why is it RIGHT THERE?

Well, it was pretty much a MotW episode. I’ve ranted about this several times now, but one thing that has remained fairly consistent throughout the entire series (no matter the showrunner) is that the MotW eps are where the big character development is, or where the the subtext for the overall season is hiding. Yes, it’s entirely possible that Dabb is breaking that pattern (as its been pointed out countless times, he’s been doing exactly that all season), so I just want to toss out two possibilities:

1. This was setting up something for next season, where Max and Alicia will come back.

2. This is foreshadowing for the finale.

So what I’m about to speculate here is something that I actually kind of hate, but also just makes sense to me.

Dean and Cas have an emotionally driven storyline that is going to come to a head this season. I don’t think there’s really much argument about that. However… I hesitate to say this because it’s become such a prevalent theory, but I really don’t think that where it’s heading is Dean saying “I love you” back to Cas. I just don’t see it as a part of Dean’s character (as much as we all like him shedding his prickly shell and actually using his words), “I love you” might be something a few steps beyond what I feel like he’s ready to take. (I could be dead wrong. Maybe an upcoming conversation with Mary will change my mind.)

What I can totally see is Dean falling back into old habits, and expressing his love and care in the way that Dean always has for Sam: by making a dumbass decision, or a dangerous sacrifice, on behalf of Cas.

He’s never truly done that before, at least not for Cas. He’s certainly been willing to die for Cas (12x10, 12x12), but he has never said, “I am saving Cas no matter the cost.” But Cas has seen Dean do that for Sam time and again, and Cas did exactly that for Dean (and Sam and Mary) in 12x09.

Through Cas’s eyes, that is how Dean says “I love you.” Dean’s said over and over and over again that Cas is family, but actions speak louder than words (even when those words include the big ‘L’). (Hell, it’s because Dean has done this over and over for Sam but not Cas that I think a lot of people are convinced that Dean doesn’t love Cas at all. A stupid-ass sacrifice might actually carry more weight than an “I love you.”)

But this would also actually serve another purpose: it was by Sam doing the same thing for Dean that Dean finally started to learn that his life shouldn’t be currency for Sam’s (I think he’s still learning that, really). He knows what it feels like when someone does that for you. Cas has not learned this lesson yet, as he blatantly stated in 12x10.

I get why this would probably be unpopular (I hear cries of “I’m tired of seeing the same story” already), but I remain convinced that it’s the actual end of codependency that is the endgame of the series. I don’t think Dean has fully conquered it yet, and I really don’t think he’s going to until the last fucking episode, or at least the last season. It’s been an inherent part of his character since the very beginning, and it is his biggest struggle.

I’ll admit that this could also be me projecting: I have been in codependent relationships. I have codependent tendencies. I will likely always have those tendencies. They don’t just disappear; it takes years to work through, and even now I feel like I will have to keep myself in check for the rest of my life in all current and future relationships. (But hey, this is WHY I’m a Dean!Girl.)

So Dean doing the same thing for Cas that he’s done over and over and over again for Sam wouldn’t be a surprise to me at all. It would hurt like hell because I want Dean to be past this part of him, but it would also be so completely in line with who Dean is.

Hermione finds a love letter from a secret admirer
  • -Hermione deep in thought reading the letter-
  • Ginny: oh! A love letter, who from?
  • Hermione: I haven't the slightest idea...it says secret admirer...I feel like I should be concerned
  • Lavender: I think its romantic
  • Ginny: we should find out who it is!!
  • Hermione: as "romantic" as this may be unless they have the nerve to come to me themselves I'm not interested.
  • Draco: Granger..
  • -Hermione looks up shocked at the sudden intrusion-
  • Draco: Um...-sweats nervously- thisisforyou
  • -throws a single long stem iridescent red rose at Hermione and runs-
  • Hermione: what just happened..
  • Ginny: I think...you broke Draco Malfoy
  • Lavender: this is an interesting development
  • -Hermione smiles and blushes slightly looking at the rose-
  • Hermione: now this is really sweet, awkward and not super romantic, but sweet. I like nervous Draco, breath of fresh air from the arrogance.
Night Owls - Bucky Barnes p.2

Hello internet! I’m not exactly conviced by this one but, yeah, why not. Obv, sorry if this sucks :) If you want to understand more the story, read part one.
                                    BUCKY BARNES X READER

Summary: as you and Bucky try falling asleep together and helping  each other out with your sleeping problems, Bucky has a nightmare but you’re immediately there to soothe him.

Warnings: fluffy angst? angsty fluff? idk


I immediately turned around and went straight into the kitchen, blinding Bucky in the process for the sudden light in the room. “Look, I know this may sound weird but, do you perhaps want to try falling asleep with me? It may work.”
My awkward smile at the end probably convinced him as he nodded his head with a lopsided smile. “I would be honoured.” I chuckled. Courage was definitely one of my perks.

As we were walking down the halls of the tower, I started doubting my previous actions. What if he misunderstood what I meant? Oh god, this was a bad idea. A really, really, really bad one. Why didn’t I think a little before speaking? If I started running now, he wouldn’t have the time to stop me and I could get out of this situation.
As I was planning my escape plan, Bucky’s deep voice woke me from my reverie. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”I asked after blinking repeatedly and meeting his gaze with a confused look.
“I said that if you want, we can go in my room” he repeated, I nodded mumbling a short ‘okay’ and completely forgot my escape plan and started wondering how his room would look. When we entered the bedroom, I wasn’t disappointed by its look. There was a queen sized bed in the middle of the room (perfectly folded, by the way, which meant that he didn’t frequently use it) and near it there was a bedside table with a few 1940s pictures; Bucky’s bedroom wasn’t completely dark because it was lighted by the light of the moon and stars that could be seen by the giant window on the left of the bed. I stayed for a while leaning on the door frame and observing the surroundings with awe.

“So..” Bucky trailed off  “you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the floor?” I looked towards him, he was already taking one of the pillows to put on the cold floor.. such a gentleman.
“Not at all” his brows furrowed at my answer “that’s not what I was hoping for. The point of all this is to share a bed with someone.”
Bucky blinked twice, cocking his head to side, not understanding my plans “Why would that help?”
“As a kid, I had lots of troubles sleeping so, my mum would take me to her bed and let me cuddle up to her chest. I would sleep for hours straight..” his eyes were scanning my body as I spoke. “Look, I don’t expect you to cuddle with me until we both fall asleep but I’m sure that feeling someone’s warmth beside you can help you relax” by now I was opposite him, on the other side of the bed, taking the pillow in his hand and putting it back in its place. Bucky just nodded, pursing his lips a little, before sitting on the bed.
I mirrored his movements and sat too. After a few minutes of awkwardness, I felt the bed dip behind me, meaning that Bucky had lied down. I lied down too, staring up at the ceiling and tangling my fingers on my belly. I could hear his steady breathing so I supposed that he was already sleeping, I started thinking about what had happened in the last few moments and after I while, my eyelids felt so heavy that soon, sleep washed over both of us.

After an hour or so, I woke up again, although it wasn’t because of my latest problem but by the soft mumbling and ragged breathing on my left. I looked towards Bucky and was shocked by the sight. He was covered in sweat and some strands of hair were attached to his forehead, his chest was heaving with an uneven rhythm and some mumbled words were falling from his lips. I immediately shook him, calling his name to wake him from his bad dream. His eyes shot open and he backed away as soon as our eyes met, still scared by what had happened in the dream, Bucky relaxed just after he recognized me and remembered why I was in his bed. He slowly sat up and covered his face with his hands before wiping the sweat dripping from his brow and pushing his hair from his face. I moved closer to him and surrounded his shoulder with my arm, gently stroking his back.
“Hey. It’s okay. It was just a nightmare, it wasn’t real.” I softly tried to calm him.
“But it did feel like it.” his voice was broken, his eyes slowly becoming glassy as tears welled up in his eyes. I brought my hands up to his cheek, gently cradling his face in my hands and pushing it towards me. His eyes met mine.
“It’s okay, nobody’s hurt. You’re fine.” I said, brushing away a hot tear that had escaped his eye with my thumb. “I’m here, I won’t leave you alone.”

A sob escaped his mouth and Bucky buried his face in my neck as his arms came around me, his body heaving on mine as I lied back down gently. I stroked his hair in a soft manner as I felt his hot tears wetting my skin and shirt. Bucky held me as tight as humanly possible as he cried quietly in my neck. I moved my free hand up and down his back while the other one was buried in his hair.
“Shh, shh, it’s okay.” I whispered softly and his crying calmed down. When he was almost completely fine, I moved his head a little, cupping his face to make him look at me. Bucky’s bloodshot glassy eyes stared into mine and I slowly brought his lips onto mine in a chaste, short kiss. “Everything is gonna be fine” I assured him when we parted and he smiled lightly, sniffling before positioning his head on my chest. We stayed like that all night, well, what remained of it, as I slowly rocked the both of us before falling into a deep sleep. Although, I have to admit this: the remaining hours were the best sleep I have ever had in months.

[should I do a p.3 with the morning after?]

So I don’t know if people already commented on this, but when Sam meets Dean in the diner at the beginning of 12x11, and Dean shows him his busted phone, Sam says the following:

SAM: Well I’ll text mom and make sure she knows to get a hold of me in case of an emergency, and Cas in case he tracks down Kelly.

It made me realise that both Cas and Mary have a tendency to contact Dean first. So much so that Sam actually has to go and tell them to contact HIM instead of Dean with any info or in case of an emergency.

Let’s say Cas or Mary get in trouble and they only have time to fire off one text or make a quick phone call - Sam is so convinced they’d try Dean first, that he wants to make absolutely sure that they wouldn’t get hurt by trying to reach a phone that doesn’t work. So he texts them to let them know to contact him instead.

A quick retread through this season’s episodes to check which brother gets contacted first:

In 12x05 They have a convo with Aaron, but it’s unsure who calls whom. Either way, they’re using Dean’s phone to make the call.

In 12x07 Dean’s playing Scrabble with Mary and Cas calls Dean.

In 12x08 Crowley calls Dean with info about Lucifer’s newest vessel, causing Dean to power down the wards in the bunker.

In 12x09, Alicia Banes was calling Dean for help on a case.

I seem to remember reading meta about this before, about how it tends to be Dean that people (other hunters / friends / acquaintances) - discounting random witness n°5 for the MotW here - contact first (though not always, of course). I have no idea how far back it goes (here’s where my friends with near-encyclopaedic knowledge of the show @postmodernmulticoloredcloak@mittensmorgul​ and @elizabethrobertajones (among others) can probably help me) but it is something I’ve noticed myself.

Though of course Cas contacting Dean first is not all that remarkable, since - even setting aside any shippy explanation - the show itself has recognised their stronger bond multiple times. Also, it tends to be Dean instead of Sam contacting Cas, too, so it runs both ways. In 12x04, it was also Dean reaching out to Mary first with a text, which may be the reason why Sam would think that Mary would call Dean first.

I don’t even remember if there was a point to this post :) Just wanted to highlight this little tidbit of almost throwaway conversation - really it was just an easy way to explain why Mary and Cas aren’t in the ep - because it just stuck with me.

Over the Threshold

Anon Request

Tom HiddlestonxReader

NSFW FluffySmut

Can you please do a wedding night smut with Tom?

You were never so happy to see the little green light on a hotel room door ping to life. Tom’s hands and mouth had barely left yours since the door to the limo sweeping you away from the reception had shut behind you.

As you started to pull away he laughs with playfully scolding “Ah ah ah,” before sweeping you up into his arms, “The groom’s expected to carry his bride over the threshold.” you giggle as his lips crash into yours and he kicks the door open, carrying you into the suite.

You shift in his arms, wanting your feet on solid ground and a little worried that after a fairly libatious and exhausting reception he might drop you. He giggles at the little “Ooof” you make as he playfully drops you onto the couch.

You smile as he drops next to you and starts pulling off your shoes, kissing and biting at your ankle and calf, giggling when he gets to the back of your knee, “Oh, I do love that sound, Missus Hiddleston.”

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Goodbye Kisses

Pt. 1 || Pt. 2 || Pt. 3 || Pt. 3.5 || Pt. 4 || Pt. 5 || Pt. 6 || Pt. 7 (final)

Jin x Reader

Genre: Angst

Summary: He was scared…he was scared of losing you over one stupid kiss

Word Count: 2958

Warning: cursing

Originally posted by seokjohn

The sunlight along the horizon was wearing thin marking the beginning of dusk. It wasn’t that late into the night, but you had insisted for the boys to go home and get some needed rest. They did have promotions starting tomorrow, and you didn’t want them to be all tired out staying late at your house warming party. 

“Wah, noona. Thanks for having us.” Namjoon smiled, his dimples revealing themselves on his cheeks.

You pat his back as he and the other boys stand at your door ready to leave, “It’s no problem, Joon. You guys are welcome over any time now that I got a bigger place.”

“I mean, I guess Jin-hyung is free to come over whenever he likes am I right?” Hoseok joked, poking Jin teasingly, “Hmm, I wonder if we should leave without Jin-hyung. Let the two love birds break in the apartment, what do ya think?”

Jin and you stand there, awkward with heat rushing to both your faces. Jungkook could sense the discomfort Hoseok’s joke was causing you,

“C’mon, hyung. Quit joking around.”

Hoseok looked at Jungkook with his trademark ‘nope’ face, “What? I was just kidding.” 

“Anyways, I think we’ve overstayed our welcome. Plus we got a busy day ahead of us tomorrow.” Yoongi butt in. Namjoon agreed with him and began to shoo the other members out of the house. Jin was the last to file out of your newly bought apartment, but before he could step out the door you pull his arm,

“Wait, Jinnie. I think you forgot something.” Jin was wide-eyed with confusion. He looked around and in his bag, but he was still confused,

“I think I have everything, jagi-ah.” 

“Oh really?” You smile and stand on your toes leaning so that your lips could collide with his. However, Jin, in a small panic, takes a step back just as you were about to kiss him. You blinked rapidly, obviously consumed with disappointed at his reluctance to give you a goodbye kiss. 

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Be Mine, Valentine? - Archie Andrews Imagine

REQUESTED: No, I wanted to write something for Archie today seeing as he is the new fictional crush.

WARNINGS: Sweet, but nothing other than that.

SUMMARY: You keep getting Valentine’s notes in your locker, so you try and track down who it is.

NOTES: Happy Valentine’s Day folks, hope you enjoy this Archie imagine! <3

Originally posted by riverdalegifsdaily

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’ Hi, everyone. I’m _____ and I like warm hugs! ’
’ Oh, look at that. I’ve been impaled. ’
’ Whoa, whoa, whoa, put your feet down. ’
’ Seriously, were you raised in a barn? ’
’ You guys go and I’ll distract him. ’
’ This just got a lot more complicated. ’
’ Winter’s a good time to stay in and cuddle. ’
’ Yeah. I have a thick skull. ’
’ Are you all right? ’
’ I don’t have a skull. Or bones. ’
’ I can’t feel my legs! ’
’ Ooh, do me a favor and grab my butt. ’
’ It’s not nice to throw people! ’
’ What am I looking at here? ’
’ Why are you hanging from the earth by your feet like bats? ’
’ Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me? ’
’ Can I say something even crazier? Yes! ’
’ Shush! I’m trying to listen. ’
’ And who’s the funky looking donkey over there? ’
’ Oh they’re bo - oh! Okay. Makes things easier for me. ’
’ If only there was someone out there who loved you. ’
’ As thirteenth in line in my own kingdom, I didn’t stand a chance. ’
’ I knew, I’d have to marry into the throne somewhere. ’
’ What-what are you talking about? ’
’ You were so desperate for love, you were willing to marry me, just like that! ’
’ I figured after we married, I’d have to stage a little accident for ______. ’
’ You won’t get away with this! ’
’ Oh, I love it. It’s so cute. It like a little baby unicorn. ’
’ No! I don’t trust your judgement! ’
’ Excuse me? ’
’ Who marries a man they just met? ’
’ Some people are worth melting for. ’
’ Just maybe not right this second. ’
’ So, uh tell me. What made the Queen go all ice crazy? ’
’ Oh well, it was all my fault. ’
’ Wait, you got engaged to someone you just met that day? ’
’ Anyway I got mad and so she got mad and then she tried to walk away. ’
’ Hang on, you mean to tell me you got engaged to someone you just met that day? ’
’ Didn’t your parents ever warn you about strangers? ’
’ The cold never bothered me anyway. ’
’ Do you think you could show us the way? ’
’ How does this work? ’
’ Try and focus here. ’
’ I don’t know why, but I’ve always loved the idea of summer. ’
’ I’m guessing you don’t have much experience with heat. ’
’ The party is over. Close the gates. ’
’ Please! I can’t live like this anymore! ’
’ What did I ever do to you? ’
’ Why? Why do you shut me out? ’
’ Why do you shut the world out? What are you so afraid of? ’
’ I knew there was something dubious going on here. ’
’ You are a sight for sore eyes. ’
’ Hey, whoa, I don’t even recognize you. ’
’ I don’t even recognize you. You’ve lost so much weight. ’
’ I understand you’re love experts. ’
’ Why aren’t you running? ’
’ May I? We me? I mean, may we? Wait, what? ’
’ Ahh, and I just paid it off! ’
’ You almost set me on fire! ’
’ Whoa. Now that’s ice. I might cry. ’
’ Whoa, so this is heat. I love it. ’
’ Now we just have to survive this blizzard. ’
’ I’ll replace your sled, and everything in it. ’
’ I understand if you don’t want to help me anymore. ’
’ In fact, this whole thing’s ruined me for helping anyone ever again. ’
’ But you won’t get your new sled if she’s dead. ’
’ Sometimes I really don’t like you. ’
’ You are? I mean, sure, I’ll let you tag along. ’
’ Whoa, you really don’t know anything about love, do you? ’
’ You want to talk about a problem? I sell ice for a living. ’
’ Ooh, that’s a rough business to be in right now. ’
’ I’m awkward, you’re gorgeous. Wait what? ’
’ What? I just fell off a cliff. You should see your hair. ’
’ No! No, I’m going to keep my clothes on. ’
’ The only frozen heart around here is yours. ’
’ I got it, I got it. I don’t got it, I don’t got it. ’
’ Hands down, this is the best day of my life. ’
’ I don’t know, come through here recently? ’
’ The only one crazy enough to be out in this storm is you, dear. ’
’ Do you wanna build a snowman? It doesn’t have to be a snowman. ’
’ You, is there sorcery in you, too? Are you a monster, too? ’
’ That’s a first. Oh, you should probably wait out here. ’
’ I just can’t! The sky’s awake so I’m awake. So we have to play! ’
’ I’m thinking maybe some crimson, chartreuse. ’
’ How about yellow? No, not yellow. Yellow and snow? ’
’ I’ve only got one rope and you don’t know how to climb mountains. ’
’ You’re gonna kill yourself. I wouldn’t put my foot there. ’
’ I’m just blocking you out because I gotta concentrate here. ’
’ Nobody wants to be alone. Except maybe you. ’
’ I’m not alone. I have friends, remember? ’
’ Please tell me I’m almost there. ’
’ You kind of set off an eternal winter everywhere. ’
’ Does the air seem a bit thin to you up here? ’
’ Do you happen to have any ideas? ’
’ Love… is… putting someone else’s needs before yours. ’
dating would include’s // damian wayne

Originally posted by riptidewielder

a/n: the gif has me DED

- you would probably have been introduced to damian because you were somehow related to one of the members of the batfam or justice league or some herohero person

- because let’s be honest can you imagine damian really socialising at school r u serious

- plus i imagine damian as not really acting on crushes ‘cause he’ll probably be like what is this weird feeling in my chest whenever i see (random name) i musT BE SICK

- he would be really cold toward you at first, but eventually you two would warm up to each other because dami’s such a lovable asshole

- every single member of the batfam would ship you two together hardcore

- ok i guess damian would react the same way as above (dash no. 3) and approach either alfred or bruce and when they realised that DAMIAN WAYNE HAS A CRUSH ON (Y/N) (Y/L/N)

- alfred would give some pretty sweet advice on how to properly woo a girl (a/n: I’M LAUGHING HELP) but really it would be like dick who gave him great tips after he somehow found out (i suspect bruce couldn’t stop laughing about it before patrol)

- damian would be so unexperienced that he would instantly clam up and forget what he was supposed to do because the league of assassins may have taught him how to climb mountains at the age of four but no one certainly gave him a crash course of dating (i mean, have you met talia? she doesn’t seem big on feelings in general so)

- he would just kiss you when you guys were hanging out one random day tbh

- then he would run away because FEELINGSSSSSSS leaving behind a very confused and stricken you

- the batfam would kick his ass right back to you the second they found out which would be like in five minutes since there was always someone spying on two of you (jason’s idea, but really just to get blackmail)

- dami would man up and lalalalalala you two are dating !!!

- he wouldn’t be used to this whole relationship thingy so you would kind of have to guide him through it a little

- damian probably wouldn’t be big on pda since he’s kind of, you know, frigid

- but whatever he lacked in physical affection, he would make up for it through out-of-the-sudden gestures

- like, you would go to school and come back home seeing your living room with huge extravagant bouquets and heaps of your favourite food

- you guys trusted each other with your lives since you two were so close before so damian always confided in you about his worries and insecurities and vice versa

- whenever you were feeling down he pull you into his chest and just cuddle with you silently because he feels that he can provide better comfort through his actions, not words which makes you feel much better (you would probably do the same if he was upset i think)


- he wouldn’t be very vocal about it so you wouldn’t even know that he was jealous

- damian strikes me as extremely possessive over every single thing he cares about so he would probably feel jealous if someone just looked at you up and down on the street

- he would get all quiet and give the batglare to said someone and grab your waist with his arm just to tug you closer to him

- i can’t imagine you fighting really often with damian

- there’ll be tiny banters about his stubbornness almost every day so when a big fight hits you know it’s bad

- damian wouldn’t speak to you for a few days

- you wanted to immediately go up and hug him and apologise but you knew that he needed some time to cool down and really think things through

- but you guys wouldn’t let petty fights cause cracks in your relationship so you two always sorted things out and moved on

- i want a damian now

- but who doesn’t amiright

a/n: damian is my bae af because i kind of always have a thing for assholes i think? i have a thing for every guy i can never have actually sighs - roxanna


anonymous asked:

You'll talk someday about how the Port Mafia is portrayed? ( not the bightest bulbs in the chandelier huh. Not the most subtle either) im not trying to rush you, it bothers me too and im just curious. I like your analysis. Have a nice day

Haha all kidding aside, I’ve been meaning to talk about them for quite a while now. It’s just that I want the stuff I write to make sense, because usually they’re self-indulgent rambles. And this one won’t be an exception, especially since I have so many feelings about Port Mafia.

Usually it’s the protagonists who are outmatched, outgunned, outnumbered, or just generally outclassed. Through sheer force of will and nakama power perfect teamwork do they come out on top. Even then sacrifices have to be made. At the start, the Armed Detective Agency seemed like it will follow this mold, but soon we are introduced to their abilities.

On paper and in practice, the abilities of the members of ADA greatly complement each other. This means that even with few active operatives who can work on the field, they got all bases covered. If this were an MMO they’d have Atsushi and Kenji as tanks, Atsushi again and then Kunikida for DPS, Tanizaki going for Assistance/Crowd Control, Fukuzawa as Buffer, Dazai as Debuffer and of course, Yosano as their Healer. Not to mention Ranpo, the formidable brains behind their operations (with Dazai as backup, or even vice versa).

Now let’s take a look at the mafia. Not counting Odasaku, in their group who doesn’t have an offensive ability? Ace? Sure, but his ability only applies to his subordinates, and anyway he’s also dead. See the problem? Chuuya probably has the most versatile ability in the mafia right now, but it’s either he takes great pride in his prowess as a martial artist or he just can’t think of creative ways to take advantage of the fact that he can, well, manipulate gravity. There’s also Elise, who seems to be “programmed” to be able to do feats no ordinary human can, but we don’t know much about her. Outside of these two, the one who impresses is Kajii. His ability sounded like a joke sure, but he knows how to make use of it and in the right circumstances, can be that one member to watch out for. There’s also talks about another executive member or two. Whether one exists we don’t know, but I can only hope they’ll possess an ability that is a supportive one, or something gamechanging like mind reading or memory wipe.

Don’t get me wrong! It is rather refreshing to see a team full of competent people, especially in their line of work where they’ll find themselves smack dab in the middle of dirty matters the police and the military would rather not handle. That they are well-rounded means it’s easy to imagine why the government would want their help, why they get the requests they do, and why they are favored to take on cases that will pit them against criminals/evildoers who have their own deadly abilities.

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Language of Love (Lafayette x Reader)

Requested by anon: sorry to bother u but: readerxlaf, the reader works at a book store and laf is trying to get books to improve his english but keeps coming back even after he speaks english very well

TW: Poorly translated French, Swearing in French

A/N: I feel like this was really sloppy. I am so sorry.


Lafayette wonders the large bookstore, dragging his fingers across the spines of the books that he can’t read. He picked up a few words when he arrived, but he still barely knows how to say “Hello”. He looks at the covers for some sort of picture to represent translating. Since he isn’t paying attention to where he is going, he bumps into one of the most beautiful people he has ever laid eyes on.

You bend down to pick up the book you dropped. “Do you need help?”

“Oui,” he answers.

You nod slowly. “Translate?”

He nods frantically. “Oui.”

You smile and motion for him to follow you. You guide him to the front where the reference books are. He flips through a few of the books to make sure that they actually are French and heads to the front desk. After the old lady in front of him leaves, he approaches you with a stack of books. You smile when you see him. “I see you found some books.”

He gives you a confused look.

You giggle. “Hopefully, these will help.”


You wipe down the counters one last time before you have to open the store. You walk passed the door to put the rag away and see the same man who bought the French books about a week ago standing outside. You smile and open the door for him.

“Bonj-or hello,” he greets.

“I see the books helped.”

“Yes, but I was wondering if you had anything else.”

You will admit, his English is still broken, but you are able to understand him. You nod and lead him to the same section.

“Mer-thank you.”

It doesn’t take long before he approaches the front desk with a stack almost as big as last week’s. You laugh and shake your head slightly. “You’re going to speak better English than me before long.”

He chuckles. “Personne ne peut être meilleur que vous.”

You raise your eyebrows to ask what he said, but he shakes his head and swipes his card to pay for the books.

Not even a week later he comes back at opening. “Hello again,” you greet. “I assume you know where the language books are.”

“Yes, but that’s not what I’m here for.” He speaks slowly, trying to process the words.

“What do you need help with?”

“Mon ami, Alex, l'anniversaire est- oh, désolé. Je veux dire, my friend’s birthday is soon, and I have no idea what he would like.”

“What does he do?” you ask in an attempt to be helpful.


You giggle. “That’s it?”


You lead him to the back of the store and show him the collection of journals and other things that Alex may like.

“Thank you!” he calls as he runs out the door.


You walk around the store, looking for the French man. You still don’t know his name, but he came in almost every week for a few months. You knew he had to speak perfect English by now, but you never questioned him because, frankly, you enjoyed spending time with him. It’s been a week since you’ve seen him.

Suddenly, you hear a familiar French accent. “Alex, please don’t embarrass me.”

The other man, Alex, starts laughing. “You know me well enough to know that I will definitely embarrass you.”

“Why did I ask you again?”

“Beats me.”

You walk closer to the pair and watch as the French man lowers his voice and points to you. Alex nods and walks over to you.

You smile. “Hi, do you need any help?”

He turns so his back is to his friend and you are facing him. “Listen, my friend, the one who owns everything that remotely translates French, has a huge crush on you.”

You blush and smile.

“It seems like you feel the same. So, since he doesn’t have the guts to ask you out, I’m going to. I just need you to pretend to flirt with me, then give me your number. Knowing Laf, he’ll get really jealous and ask you out. Sound good?”

You stare at him for a few minutes, trying to process everything he just said. You press a kiss to his cheek, causing him to blush at the unexpected contact, and write your number on his hand before walking away, swinging your hips, leaving the men dumbfounded. Laf doesn’t wait for Alex to come back before following you. “(Y/N),” he calls, prompting you to turn around. “What did Alex tell you?”

“That you liked me,” you confess as though you were back in high school.

“So you kissed him?”

You shake your head and sigh. “He said that I should make you jealous. It seems as though his plan worked.”

“Cette putain de…” he mutters. “Pardon, my French.”

You laugh, causing him to smile. “I would much rather kiss you.”

“Then, could I have your number?”

You give him a toothy grin. “Oui.”