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“Damn is he loveable.” -Jensen Ackles 

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I tried to include as many as I could, but I would never be able to include everyone’s favorites, so if I forgot yours, I’m really sorry! Also, I might do a girlfriend version of this, so if you’d like someone specific included in that, then make sure to shoot me an ask and tell me!

anonymous asked:

Hmm... if you're doing prompts (i love everything you've written so far btw!) then how about one where the egos all think one of them (you choose which one) has died, but it turns out they were totally fine all along. (I'm picturing this as light and funny, but I could see a mix of fluff or angst dropped in there somewhere.) Thanks! :D

(Happy to comply! Thank you for the prompt :D)

“Yo, Schneep, dude? I can’t find Jackaboy Man.” Chase poked his head into the doctor’s room, rubbing his neck worriedly as he looked over his shoulder. “I checked all over the house and he’s just not there.”

“Oh, zhe supah hero? I sent heem ovah to Iplier HQ,” Dr. Schneeplestein waved his hand dismissively, writing notes down on his computer at an ungodly speed. Upon closer inspection, Chase realized that he was writing everything with his own signature accent.

“Uh, why over there? Bro, there’s… people there. He hates people,” Chase responded quizzically.

  “Dr. Iplier vanted to try and figure out how Jack can do zhe flying,” the good doctor explained. “For research. Zhat reminds me, I need to know vhen I shood pick heem up.”

“I can do that, then. See ya, dude,” Chase dabbed and ducked out of the doorframe, closing the door behind him. Turning to the kitchen, he tried to throw a teabag at the phone to knock it off its charging station. When that didn’t work, he sighed and picked it up, dialing the number of Iplier HQ.

“Iplier HQ, how can I help you?” A voice sounded from the other end of the line.

“Yo, it’s Chase. Can I talk to Dr. Iplier?” Chase asked, piling his teabags on top of each other to make a teetering castle.

“Yes you can. I’ll patch you through. This is Oliver, by the way. Could you tell?” Becoming more excited, the robot’s voice glitched in a similar fashion to Anti.

Chase shuddered. “No, I couldn’t, dude! You sound so profresh,” he answered after a moment, grinning as he heard the robot beep in confusion.

“Searching for ‘profesh’. Did you mean ‘you sound so profess?’” Oliver asked.

“Ah, never mind.”

“Deleting search. Please hold.”

Chase blew down his teabag castle and started to fiddle with his nerf gun clip.

“Dr. Iplier speaking.”

“Yo, doc! It’s Chase. Just checking to see when I should pick up Jackie!” Chase lifted his head, bumping his head on the kitchen cabinets. Pressing his lips together, he stumbled out of the way and glared at the cabinet.

“I’m sorry…he’s dying.”

Chase stopped, clutching the bump on his head. “What?”

“I know this may come as a shock, and there’s really no easy way to say this, but Jackaboy Man is dying. Oh, he just died.” The doctor sighed.

Chase tried to speak but no words would come out.

“I’ll just… I’ll leave you alone to your thoughts,” Dr. Iplier said, and hung up.

Setting down the phone, Chase trudged to the recording room where Jack was. Holding back tears, he knocked on the door.

“Come in!” Was the response. Chase opened the door, seeing Jack’s face fall as he took off his headphones and noticed the Ego’s look of sorrow. “Hey, Chase, are you okay?”

“Dude… Jackaboy is dead!” Chase exclaimed, a tear rolling down his cheek as he put a hand to his mouth, letting out shaking sobs.

“…what?” Jack demanded, jumping up from his chair. “Jackie’s dead?!”

Marvin’s door flew open as he heard the ruckus. “Are you serious?!”

Chase nodded, turning to look at the magician in grief. Marv closed his mouth and blinked in shock.

Jack shook his head. “Woah woah woah, what happened?”

Chase pointed to the kitchen. “I called the doctor- he was at Iplier HQ and Dr. Iplier was doing a test on him and he just died, bro!”

Holding up his hands, Jack scoffed. “Wait. Did Mark’s doctor Ego tell you that?”

Chase nodded.

Jack stomped over to the kitchen, the two Egos in tow. Glitching into the kitchen, Anti appeared, resting his elbows on the counter and leaning forwards. “Something the matter?” He shrieked, smiling deviously.

“Jackie’s dead, Anti!” Chase moaned, rubbing his eyes at an attempt not to cry.

Anti’s happy look disappeared. “Well, that’s not fair. I didn’t even get to kill him,” he muttered, disappointed. 

Jack ignored the talk and picked up the phone, dialing the phone.

“Iplier HQ, how may I help you? I said may instead, I think that adds more of a polite tone.” Oliver sounded pleased with himself.

“Ollie, patch me through to the doctor.” Jack was in no mood for games. His eyebrows were furrowed in an angry look, mouth small with fury.

Without another word, the yellow robot hit a few buttons and the doctor’s voice came on the line. “Dr. Iplier speaking.”

“Hey, Doc. It’s Jack. What the fuck is your problem?” Jack wasted no time in getting to the point, fingers drumming an aggressive beat on the counter. Anti backed away from the counter, deigning instead to sit on one of the kitchen chairs. 

“Language, Jack. What seems to be the problem?” Dr. Iplier responded absentmindedly.

“Doc! You gotta stop telling people that everyone’s dying all the time! Is it a nervous tick? Because you need to say that when it happens! You made everyone here have a nervous breakdown because they thought poor Jackie had died!” Jack snapped. Behind him, Chase stopped crying. Wiping his hands on his shirt, he looked at Jack, confused. Marvin looked from one Ego to the other, trying to determine what was happening.

“My… my apologies, Jack. I’ll send the superhero home right away. Bye now,” the doctor stammered. His voice became far away as he yelled, “Jackaboy! We’re going back to your place now. I’ll get Green to drive you. Again, I’m so sorry,” he reiterated, his voice closer to the phone now.

“If anything like this happens again, I will be getting in touch with Mark,” Jack warned, the bite in his voice dying down. The doctor apologized again, embarrassed, and hung up.

“Gee, Jack, didn’t know you had it in you,” Anti laughed from his place at the table, narrowing his eyes at the green-haired man with subtle interest.

“Hey, I don’t care if you do anything to me, Anti. But mess with my bouncing baby boys-” Jack ruffled Chase and Marvin’s hair, smiling- “or any of the community, and I will personally make sure hell rains down upon you.”

“Good to know,” Anti mused, getting up and dematerializing with a grin. Jack rolled his eyes at where the dramatic Ego had stood.

Chase sighed in relief. “Well, thank you for clearing that up, dude. That was the most terrifying thing to happen in my entire LIFE!” Marvin nodded in subdued agreement.

Suddenly, the door to the good doctor’s room swung open. “Vhat zhe fuck ees all zhe noise?” Dr. Schneeplestein demanded. “Chase, if you don’t stop zhees racket, my next Bio Inc. Redemption patient vill be you!”

Chase shared a look of mock terror with Jack. “Yikes, dude. Better get back to the basement. See you!” Waving goodbye, he charged towards to stairs, yelling, “360 NOSCOPE!” And jumped over the railing, slinging the teabags to the basement floor.

“Zis muzzafucka,” the doctor muttered, glaring at the two remaining Egos. Jack watched him shut the door, then waved goodbye to Marvin and headed back to the recording room, shaking his head with resigned amusement.

emotionallmisunderstoodteaspoon  asked:

Eren uses his good looks to get his way, constantly. He doesn't do it around the Levi Squad, but they've seen him do it enough times. A flutter of his eyelashes and a flirty smile and everyone does whatever he wants. Levi gets so jealous that he starts deliberately denying Eren things just so Eren will try and beg, and it actually works.

Who`d have thought, under that dopey, clumsy facade hid a fucking minx. 

This was in reference to a certain Eren Jaeger who Squad Levi had brought along to the market because they certainly couldn`t leave him alone. That wasn`t unusual, what was unusual was the fact that everything was insanely expensive because people swore they had money out the ass and were charging an arm and leg for a fucking apple. Levi had expected to shell out far more than he was willing, but he`d not expected Eren to talk the price down for them, and definitely not like this.

“Oh, but a big handsome guy like you, can`t you spare just a bit for a hungry soldier?” Eren purred to the greedy merchant, tip toeing his tan fingers up the man`s chest, causing him to gulp.

“W-well, you know I tend to be a generous man, haha.” The guy bluffed, puffing out his chest, Eren giggled and fluttered his lashes coyly.

“Does your kindness extend to us too, sir?”

The poor idiot of a man didn`t think twice.

“Of course! In fact, half off for a pretty thing like you!” He promised, Eren forced a blush to show on his cheeks.

“Aren`t you just the sweetest thing, thank you so much.”

Eld`s mouth hung open as he watched the newbie get 2 lbs for almost nothing, just from having a nice face, when they had been paying double for years. Petra applauded him, Oluo was busy trying to talk down on his skills, Gunther was silently impressed and a little uncomfortable because he really didn`t want to find Eren attractive and Levi.

He didn`t like this at all.

That`s not to say he didn`t like Eren flaunting what he had, not if he could watch, he didn`t like the fact that Eren was using his charms on others. The kid had never tried to woo him when he wanted something, in his defense he probably didn`t have a death wish, but was he just not good enough to waste his affections on? Or maybe he said yes too easily, Eren did get practically whatever he asked for anyway, why lay it on thick right?

As they made their way back to HQ, arms full of food Eren had outright swindled from unsuspecting vendors, Levi decided he wasn`t going to be so easy, he`d make Eren work for it, or rather, flirt for it.

“So Captain, I was wondering if I could go out with my friends? Just for tonight?” Eren requested, immediately Levi opened his mouth to say yes, honestly hadn`t even heard the request, he could`ve been asking to murder someone and he`d have said so without question. But he stopped himself, not this time, Levi Ackerman wasn`t going to let him go that easily.


By the walls, the way Eren`s eyes went wide and his lips parted in shock, you`d think he`d never heard the word `no` in his damn life, but, he was flabbergasted at the fact Levi had denied him. Levi never said no, he always gave Eren what he wanted and Eren had become downright spoiled to it.

“I- b-but… Why?” Eren really tried not to whine like the brat he was, but he didn`t quite succeed. Levi held back the burning urge to fix the pouty frown by hurriedly giving in, but he stood his ground.

“Because, you`ve went out with them enough times this week alone, life isn`t a party for you to have Eren.” Levi sniffed.

Eren resisted letting fat tears fall down his face, fuck he was spoiled rotten and somewhat ashamed of it, but he had wanted to go. Everyone else was going and he was going to be the only one left behind! And because Eren had no clue how to deal with the idea that Levi wasn`t giving him what he asked, he turned to his only other tactic, which could very well get him killed.

Eren bit his lip and made sure to  look real pouty and sad and whined,

“Please Captain, I really wanted to go.”

Levi fought down the smirk that tried to form on his lips, at the act of Eren exaggeratedly, but purposefully sensually, whining in complaint.

“Is that so?” Don`t turn him off completely or he`ll leave, but don`t say yes just yet, gotta milk this for all it`s worth.

Eren leaned over his desk, jutted his ass out behind him and lips quivering in mock hurt. He gave him some shining puppy dog eyes as he laid his head on the desk to blink prettily up at him.

“Mmhm.” Eren mumbled in agreement.

How was he supposed to say no to that? Levi ran his hand though Eren`s hair, which had splayed itself across his desk in soft brown waves, causing him to tense and blush for real, “Y`know, you`re awful cute Eren.”

Eren was skilled, he considered himself a seductress and a master of wit, so why was he sputtering now that he was getting complimented? He was far more aware of his good looks than anyone else, but as Levi held his face in one hand he was malting into the contact. He`d met his match.

Still, Eren could still make it, he could still get what he wanted after all this.

“S-so, can I go?” Damn him for stuttering, voice coming out as a shy whisper rather than a sultry one. Levi hummed in thought.


Eren was about to cry, like actually cry, all this and still nothing? Why in hell-

“Because you`re staying with me tonight.


“All night.”


For once, Eren didn`t complain.

It seems I shall be the bearer of bad news today. =( Thought once more seemed more suitable on this account of mine. I noticed this on the HQ facebook page…


I had a bad feeling when Nick Foster said: “Plenty more of it to come later in the year ….” I tried to ignore it, but… I had a feeling.

It seems we could be in for a longer haul. Ugh. Hopefully that’ll make the gap to season 3 (actual S3, not Amazon’s S3, mind ;) ) not as long? =(a Hopefully also when they say tell us a date soon, they mean actually soon. lol

anonymous asked:

Could I request for Iwaizumi having trouble on figuring out how to propose to his girlfriend? Oikawa tried to help him out but of course the two of them are arguing so Iwaizumi’s s/o walks in on them and Iwaizumi and Oikawa are trying to cover up the conversation? Sorry if that doesn’t make sense! Btw welcome to the fandom!

Thank you so much for welcoming me Anon! I just hope this give Iwaizumi and Oikawa’s bromance justice since their relationship is so nice haha! I hope my first answered ask is okay! 

Oikawa knew Iwaizumi was overthinking this whole situation. He always tended to when it came to _______. Oikawa knew that Iwaizumi and ______ were basically the perfect match for each other and it was just time for Iwaizumi to pop the question. From the classic high school sweethearts to now college, everyone was just waiting for them to get married.

“You’re just avoiding this whole engagement thing Iwa-chan.” Oikawa hummed as he and Iwaizumi got out of the car. It was mid-day and they (Well okay, it was all Oikawa’s idea) decided to skip their last class to plan something for ______ and Iwaizumi.

“What? Why bring that up all of a sudden.” Iwaizumi growled out as he slammed the driver’s door shut and spun around to face Oikawa. “And no I’m not. Can’t we talk about this tomorrow?”

Oikawa raised his arms in exasperation and huffed out in annoyance. “Oh my god Iwa-chan! Why are you like this?”

Why are you like this?” Iwaizumi mocked Oikawa as he shuffled around his bag for the apartment keys. “Listen here you shit-head, you were the one that texted me saying that you left your wallet at our apartment! I don’t want to discuss this now!” 

“First of all, I did leave something here and I already know you and _______’s anniversary is next Tuesday! Don’t you think it’s time for you to ask her the question?” Oikawa asked the fuming Iwaizumi. “It’s been 6 years already!”

Iwaizumi shook his head furiously before finally unlatching the front door. “I know that already! It’s just…it’s… ugh!” Oikawa watched his friend slam his bag on the ground and pull his shoes off aggressively. “Look, I just haven’t found the perfect place to!”

“Ah ha!” Oikawa laughed as he snapped his fingers. “So that’s why! Well, no worries! That’s why you have me!”

“I’m terrified.”

“Oh come on! Don’t be like that!” Oikawa groaned at Iwaizumi’s comment but brushed it off and pulled out his tablet from his bag. “Sit here, Iwa-chan. Look I know some places around here that has awesome food and I totally recommend them!”

Iwaizumi watched him excitedly pull up a power point slide and swipe back and forth to show him the pictures of the menus and the interior.  

“And look! There’s a ring shop nearby you can go and pick out the ring!” Oikawa pointed out on the map on the next slide.

“Thanks for all this Oikawa, but I don’t want to talk about this now.” Iwaizumi mumbled as he held his head in his arms. He really was grateful Oikawa took the time to research all of this for him but Iwaizumi knew that he should be doing this for himself and ________. Not to mention he had a few unpleasant thoughts in his head whenever this conversation comes up. “What if she says no?”

“You need to think positive Iwa-chan!”

“I’m positive she’s going to say no.”

Oikawa rolled his eyes as Iwaizumi mumbled out more incoherent things. Why was he so nervous?

“Do you love her?”

“The fuck? Of course I do!” Iwaizumi snapped his head to face the oh-so-smug Oikawa.

“Does her parents approve of you?” 

“They helped us get this apartment. What are you going abo-“

“Does her brother like you?”

“We’re cool, we just met up yesterday. Now tell me wh-“

“Do you want to spend the rest of your life together with ______?”

 “I swear to god Shitty-Kawa what are you babbling abou-“

“Do you?”

“Yeah of course I want to be with her forever! It’ll be stupid if I didn’t want to be with _____ forever since she’s perfect in every way and…” Iwaizumi practically fumed as he slammed his hands on the table. “Now tell me why you’re doing this!”

Oikawa just lazily gave him a smirk and watched Iwaizumi’s face twist and turn as he finally came into a realization. “Oh my god. I’m so stupid…”

“See aren’t you glad you have me Iwa-chan?” Oikawa smiled as he crossed his arms across his chest. “So now that part’s over you need to figure out when to ask ______the question.”

“What question? And I swear to god if Oikawa broke another art piece of mine…”

Time to freeze around Oikawa and Iwaizumi and they turned around to face _______. They knew from _______’s confused face that she had no idea what they were talking about but it still shocked Iwaizumi and Oikawa that she was able to sneak up unnoticed.

“Uh…hey_______!” Iwaizumi stuttered. “What are you doing home so early?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” _______scoffed. “Now what were you two planning behind me?”

Oikawa quickly gave Iwaizumi the silent I don’t think she heard us but we need to get her out of here before she sees all of this look and proceeded to greet _______ enthusiastically.

“You know what I could go for right now_______? That delicious milk bread at that café near here! Just love their milk break!” As he lead _______ to the front door, Oikawa signed behind his back. It wouldn’t have mattered if she saw Oikawa signing, she wouldn’t understand what he was saying anyways.

After all, it was their own secret sign Oikawa used to Iwaizumi during their volleyball high school days.

Good luck Hajime.

So a lovely anon asked if I could make a zombie/apocalypse gif hunt so I tried my best! Under the cut you will find 78 hq gifs of a zombie/apocalypse setting, a mix of both faceless and face gifs. To be honest pretty much all the gifs are from the walking dead but there are a few others movies in there. A like or reblog would be appreciated if you found this helpful, enjoy!

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June is such an odd month for Michael and not just because of his death.

  • He used “Swine Flu” as an excuse to avoid coming to England.
  • He was having treatment done on his chest as he was showing high signs of cancerous cells.
  • He was losing an abnormal amount of weight and his friends feared he was close to being anorexic. 
  • He was also starting to have nightmares of being murdered and followed.
  • He was scammed into 50 shows after signing for 10.
  • He was quoted saying ‘I’m better off dead. I’m done’ a week before his death.

His bodyguards said even for being Michael Jackson he was acting more “Weirdly” than normal.

To me it screams that this man needed help, that he was losing control and needed help. 

When he died everyone said they tried to help him, but really? I don’t think so. It seems like no one did nothing because they were still being paid. AEG didn’t care,Because if he died they would make more money off him than alive thanks to the insurance. 

I find it so hard that everyone just….sat back and watched. How could you have the heart or ignore the guilt that you just watched it happen and did nothing..?

so like, this ‘lil YJ TxBB comic I posted along with some doodles, I was gonna just color it but then I thought it could make a good animation….eh.

So like, this takes place a little after the team takes Terra in and she and Gar are on one of the “rooftops” of the new cave HQ to hang out. Gar tries to sneak a look but almost gets caught.

Gar, Gar, Gar *shakes head* now you’re getting to your awkward years. 

anonymous asked:

Hi! Could I ask how you think Hinata, Kags, Noya, Asahi, Suga, Oikawa, Kuroo and Bokuto (Sorry that's kind of a lot >.<) would react if their s/o was working a maid cafe? Maybe for a school festival or something and they got served by them? Thanks! (Feel free to do it in headcanon or scenario format, whichever is easiest for you~)

Haha you’re fine! I hope you don’t mind, I’m going to do this as a headcannon. Don’t hate mee plsss! I’m going to base this off of a school festival btw!


  • he’d be a stuttering mess
  • you were so cute in your outfit, he could find the words to describe it
  • his eyes would NEVER leave you
  • hinata would even watch if other guys were hitting on you
  • when his visit would be up at your classroom’s activity, he would be a little bitter to leave
  • he wants to see you in the maid outfit more


  • maybe he’d be a stuttering mess more than Hinata
  • Kageyama couldnt even look you in the eyes
  • he’d even be thinking too much trynna find the words to tell you how much he rly thinks youre cute
  • he’d have one pervy thought then try to banish it
  • he’d be super embarrassed about thinking bout you and the maid outfit in a pervy way
  • later, after he’s done visiting you, he’ll be calm enough to tell you how much he really liked the maid outfit on you


  • this boy loooves it
  • he aint afraid to let you know either
  • or the world matter of fact
  • he wont hold back the volume of his voice when he goes on and on about how cute hot sexy gorgeous whatever you are in the outfit
  • he’d keep the pervy thoughts to himself
  • he cant help it, he’s nishinoya


  • he’s such a flustered soul
  • Asahi would try not to stare, but he couldnt help it
  • his eyes would always find you
  • he’ll muster enough words to say be careful and stuff
  • but before he leaves he’ll compliment how beautiful you look


  • he’s such a smooth talker, so calm and collected
  • such a gentleman and bold
  • he’s complimenting you
  • watching you with a smile
  • he’s such a supportive boyfriend too, he’ll tell you to be careful or give you any tips if you need any


  • this damn flirt
  • you’re his girlfriend, why does he have to hide how cute you are?
  • he’ll tell everybody how cute you look in the cafe
  • “go look at my gf’s classroom, she’s the cute maid!”
  • “But don’t hit on her, unless you want a volleyball smashed against your face”
  • he’ll kiss you on the cheek before leaving and saying something like “aren’t you going to kiss your master goodbye?”
  • he’s such a tease and a joker blah blah blah


  • he’ll try to be smooth, but he finds you so cute in the damn outfit that all he can say it “How cute”
  • he’ll watch you serve others while he waits for his food with a smile
  • he’s happy knowing he has such a cute girlfriend
  • you won’t have to know how much he likes the maid outfit on you with his words, his eyes following you will tell you that enough
  • when he’s calmed down, he can tell you how he loves the outfit on you
  • before he leaves, I can totally see him whispering in your ear something sexy
  • “I wish I could you in this outfit in bed”
  • makes up for only saying two words when he first sees you


  • he’s amazed at how cute you are in it
  • “Oooooh! ____-san, you look so good in this oufit!”
  • he’s a cheesing mess, no shame in his happiness
  • and why should there be, he loves you
  • he’s so excited having you take his order
  • he tries to play it off that you’re not his girlfriend and just a cute maid
  • he’ll try some cute pick up lines on you
  • and of course they work with his charm
Sore (Sneak Peek)


Originally posted by jlstreck

“Wait!” You shouted from the other side of the corridor, speeding up as you saw the doors of the elevator closing slowly, sergeant Barnes standing in the middle with a lost look before he heard your voice. Luckily, with the same ability of a ballerina, you jumped in right before the metal gates shut. “Thank you.” You said, even if he did nothing but existing right inside of the elevator at that moment. He nodded, looking at you, hands behind his back as a formalism. He knew people from the HQ were a little bit intimidated by his presence, and he didn’t want you make you feel like that.

However, you cursed internally. Not only you were standing only millimetres apart no matter how spacey the lift was, that you could also feel his heat and smell his scent, mixed with a strong deodorant, the last thing making your nose wrinkle. Your bad habit of lip biting appeared again, containing yourself from doing anything stupid.

“I’m sorry, I know I smell bad, I still have to take a shower and-” He tried to explain the moment he saw you put that face, the thread of his thoughts tangling up as you turned to him, still nipping your mouth, eyes full of light and a welcoming body language.

“No worries, you don’t smell that bad.” You joked, automatically raising your hand and pressing it against his biceps as a laugh escaped from your lips, surprised of its toughness and that it was his fleshy arm and not the bionic one.

It could have been because of the reflexes he had to develop throughout the years from keeping himself in a constant state of alert, but the moment he felt your hand on him, he immediately used his other one to grab your wrist and pin it against the wall, pushing your body as if it was made of feather and reducing your ability to move from the spot he had you secluded.

Your eyes got wide open as you felt your chest against his, screaming internally because of the proximity and the rising heat covering your body gradually, ignoring completely the fact that a trained assassin had you immobilised, suppressing a high pitched whine as you felt him almost grinding on you. He had a harsh look at first, as if he was ready to break your neck the moment his conscience decided you were a threat to him, until he finally saw clearly that you were not an enemy.

“Oh my goodness I am-” He apologised again, starting to move away, letting the cold temperature hit on the spot the sweat and his pressure had already warmed up. But this time, as fast as lightning, brain completely shut down, you grabbed a handful of his cotton clothing, pulling him as close as he was before, finding delight in the way his rock hard torso hit your chest, feeling like your sports bra was a burden you needed to get rid of. Your other palm crawled until it reached the back of his neck, pushing him right down on your lips, which were already drooling at the thought of his taste dripping on your tongue.