in his own special way

Awesome underated comedy/slice of life to whatch

I have to say it I wasn’t that much fan of comedy as a genre since I love tragedy and sad anime mores but once in a while we all need a good anime to make us laugh loudly:D. I became a fan of the genre after watching gintama I guess but I wanted to share some others anime that made me literally cry for the too much laugh.

1.

Tanaka-kun wa Itsumo Kedaruge

I literally fell in love with the anime. The comedy is great, the characters are awesome and special in their own way. And oh tanaka, his seiyuu (ono kensho) was awesome as always, no need to say he is one of my most favorites ever lol.

Synopsis

For high school student Tanaka, the act of being listless is a way of life. Known for his inattentiveness and ability to fall asleep anywhere, Tanaka prays that each day will be as uneventful as the last, seeking to preserve his lazy lifestyle however he can by avoiding situations that require him to exert himself. Along with his dependable friend Oota who helps him with tasks he is unable to accomplish, the lethargic teenager constantly deals with events that prevent him from experiencing the quiet and peaceful days he longs for.

[Written by MAL Rewrite]

Whatch it if you’re searching for:

  •  Great comedy
  • Fluffy dramma with some hints of romace
  • Lovely soundtrack
  • The art is so cute and on point
  • The gags are hilarious and quite original
  • Watch it for the amazing brotp



You only need tanaka as a reason tho , he is the real Mvp, I’m quite fond of him



2.

Hoozuki no Reitetsu

Originally posted by twotheleft

Meet hoozuki one of the most badass characters I’ve seen in anime. This was such  a fresh breath of air. I mean, how often do you see the king of hell being treated like a little punk Lmao. And they announced it will have a second season yay

Synopsis

Hell is a bureaucracy, and business is running smoother than ever thanks to the demonic efficiency of Hoozuki, chief deputy to Lord Enma, the King of Hell. Whether offering counsel to the Momotarou of Japanese folklore or receiving diplomatic missions from the Judeo-Christian Hell, the demon who runs the show from behind the king’s imposing shadow is ready to beat down any challenges coming his way into a bloody pulp. Metaphorically, of course… The poster boy for micromanagement and armed with negotiation skills worthy of Wall Street, Hoozuki no Reitetsu follows the sadistic and level-headed Hoozuki as he spends his days troubleshooting hell. With an abundance of familiar faces from popular Japanese legends and East Asian mythology working middle management positions, this referential and anachronistic dark comedy brings new meaning to the phrase “employer liability.” Just how hard could it be to manage employees from hell, anyway? [Written by MAL Rewrite]

For the fans of tonari no kaibutsu kun, they also made an apparence in hoozuki


Watch it if you’re searching for:

  • Badass yet not overpowered as fuck characters
  • For the great comedy
  • Watch it if you’re interested in the japanese folklore
  • The lovely and refreshing artstyle
  • Watch it for those two Lmao, You will laugh until your stomach hurts, I garantee that

Originally posted by aittla


3.

Gugure! Kokkuri-san

Originally posted by panda123334

Thi anime is such a gem and yet noone seem to know it bruh. The characters were all crazy and yet tender. The comedy is great and I love how they want to break most of the tropes in comedy anime Lmao

Synopsis

Kohina Ichimatsu, the self-proclaimed doll, called out the fox ghost Kokkuri-san with a suspicious incantation! But it was a story of the past where Kokkuri-san was able to answer any question you had. Nowadays, it relies on a certain search engine, but is actually bad at anything digital. He was going to possess Kohina, but got worried about her living all alone and devotes himself to do chores as if he was her mother. On top of that, the dog ghost Inugami who is infatuated with Kohina and the old good-for-nothing supernatural raccoon dog Shigaraki decide to root themselves with her as well!

(Source: Crunchyroll)

Watch it if you’re searching for:

  • Hilarious comedy
  • The lovely character devolpment of the main protagonist
  • The fluffy yet adorable bonds that  the anime manages to create
  • Attractive spirit struggling with a mid-life crisis due to him fearing for his relevance in the the modern world Lol

Originally posted by panda123334


4.

Saiki Kusuo no Ψ-nan (TV)

The only anime that managed to make me laugh this much was gintama. This is literally a masterpiece Lmao since it never fails to make you laugh

Synopsis

To the average person, psychic abilities might seem a blessing; for Kusuo Saiki, however, this couldn’t be further from the truth. Gifted with a wide assortment of supernatural abilities ranging from telepathy to x-ray vision, he finds this so-called blessing to be nothing but a curse. As all the inconveniences his powers cause constantly pile up, all Kusuo aims for is an ordinary, hassle-free life—a life where ignorance is bliss.

Unfortunately, the life of a psychic is far from quiet. Though Kusuo tries to stay out of the spotlight by keeping his powers a secret from his classmates, he ends up inadvertently attracting the attention of many odd characters, such as the empty-headed Riki Nendou and the delusional Shun Kaidou. Forced to deal with the craziness of the people around him, Kusuo comes to learn that the ordinary life he has been striving for is a lot more difficult to achieve than expected.

[Written by MAL Rewrite]

Watch it if you’re searching for:

  • 4th wall, what was it again?
  • Similiar comedy to gintama, you will love them both
  • Aparody of the genre itself
  • An amazing protagonist  whose sasiness is his fashion Lamo

Just go and watch this hidden gem now, you will underastand immediatly why it is so good.

Originally posted by sisselwolfgang


English isn’t my first language so I hope you will make it through the grammatical mistakes

the foxhole meme pt. 2

pt 1!

  • aaron: oh my god kevin can we please watch something that’s not exy-
  • kevin, scandalised: i will not have this blasphemy in my household
  • nicky narrates kevin’s morning routine with his best david attenborough impression 
  • ’-and here we see the rare stickballus obssesivus foraging for foo-OW KEVIN NO DONT THROW THE TOASTE-‘ 
  • andrew: i hate neil
  • some hater: yeah he sucks 
  • andrew: come the fuck at me 
  • allison: alright neil, and the second rule of fashion is that crocs are banned
  • neil: why would I want to wear reptiles on my feet
  • allison: 
  • nicky, dramatically: my world is falling to pieces everyone hates me and i am a wreck 
  • aaron: k
  • nicky: THATS NOT WHAT YOURE SUPPOSED TO SAY
  • nicky: don’t worry matt andrew shows affection in his own special way 
  • andrew: josten i’m going to kill you one day.
  • neil, not looking up from his phone: k babe 
  • nicky: see? true love
  • aaron replaces some of kevin’s veggies with plastic toys when he’s annoyed and just. waits
  • foxes: do anything 
  • aaron: i hate this fucking family 
  • neil: matt can we go im tire-
  • matt: HI TIRED IM DAD 
  • nicky replaces all the extra rackets with baseball bats and kevin nearly beheads him with one
  • nicky: hEY SLOW DOWN HENRY VIII 
  • kevin: HISTORY REFERENCES WONT SAVE YOU NOW 
  • matt: hi honey 
  • dan: hey sweetie
  • matt: no sorry i was talking to neil
  • dan: oh same

to break things down, this is why harry did this concert tonight:
- for the fans who made the effort to show up for him, to show how much he loves and appreciates them
- for the charity he so graciously is donating all the proceeds to
- for those affected by the tragedy in manchester, to pay them a tribute in his own special way

note that none of these reasons are for himself. if he chose himself, he would have cancelled the show. but he didn’t, because he would always think of the love he can give to others than what he can give to himself.

Harry Potter Preferences - Part 7: Valentine’s Day

Draco: You would basically already wake up under a pile of presents. It’s not that Draco wouldn’t spoil you anyways, but on days like this he would go *slightly* over the top. Jewelry, flowers, chocolate and dinner at a fancy restaurant. You would’ve tried to tell him that this wasn’t necessary, but you knew he only ment good, wanting to show you that you deserve everything this world has to offer.

Sirius: Since he wouldn’t be that much into cheesy traditions, Sirius soon developed his own way to make this day special for the both of you. Every year he’d take you on a road trip, never telling you where you’d be going this year, but it would always be some kind of place that you wanted to visit for quite some time now.

Remus: Considering that Remus already had a thing for chocolate, you were the one that decided to visit a chocolate factory that offered guided tours. You loved the look on his face when his expression changed from surprise over confusion to basically sugar sweet excitement.

Neville: With Neville you would practically drown in flowers. He would not only give them to you as soon as you woke up, but it also became a tadition for the two of you to visit the zoo. It might seem childish to some people, but years ago you thought it would be a funny idea since both of you loved animals, which is why you just stuck to it.

Cedric: Both of you would enjoy classic, more simple activities that would allow you to focus on each other. Which is why Cedric would take you to a cozy little restaurant, with some prive space to dance afterwards. You two would spend the whole night talking, dancing and in the end just curling against each other when you arrived back home, not really needing a special day to show the other one how much you love them.

Fred: Fred would take you to a Quidditch game every year. Both of you were huge Quidditch fans and visiting those games on special occasions would remind both of you of the day you met. You would grab something to eat as well, but the bigger part of the evening would be spent laughing and cheering with thousands of other people.

George: Cheesy romance wouldn’t really fit with the two of you, which is why you developed a rather unconventional Valentie’s Day tadition. Every year the two of you would go to an ‘Escape Room’. Getting locked somewhere and having to solve all kinds of riddles to get out wouldn’t only be fun for both of you, it would also once again show what a great team you guys are.

Harry: Neither of you would really enjoy going out on Valentine’s Day, because the thing you enjoyed most would be each others company. This is why you would usually stay inside, cook together and afterwards some cuddling in front of the fire place.

Okay. Now I REALLY need to write something on not only Cas’ elimination of the role of guardian, but how the show has framed his missions as irrelevant as well. A truck full of useless diapers, uselessly going back to apocalypse world to stab Lucifer… a season full of “I’ll hold him off for as long as I can”, committing himself to die for a proclaimed mission that no longer matters. Cas’ “true mission” as outlined by the structure, has been to stay alive for Dean’s happiness. This was compounded last year by aligning him as “family” as much as possible (last season too, especially at the end, under Dabb). Last season he even becomes the Winchester that needed to die (in the end) for the Winchester’s deal with Billie. We’ve been watching a whole season worth of both unhealthy ways and profound ways (because I don’t consider Gavin’s decision to save his love unhealthy) in which we deal with what people will do for family (siblings specifically, coding Cas as such) and lovers (both reciprocated and not).

This leaves the question of what label Cas specifically gets (in SPN’s signature mirrored storytelling) in murky waters. Is he a lover? A brother? Is it reciprocated from Dean? Or not? Is “romantic” the specific type of love Cas has for Dean? Or not? These are the questions the show’s structure is asking. All the while it’s been telling us that any mission Cas dedicates himself to, that isn’t Dean’s happiness (as in Cas by his side, alive), is WRONG. This is how the show has framed itself, plainly, in my opinion.

We just don’t know where this road will lead, obviously. But. The show has eliminated a lot of avenues. Telling Cas he is “brother” and “family” does not stop Cas from going on more useless missions where he commits himself in an insistent need to die in order to rid himself of these uncertain labels. When asked if he feels like he belongs by Mary, he is unsure. He hasn’t been convinced. After everything Dean has said, none of it has been enough. “You’re not our babysitter!” Dean tells Cas, and so he goes to take on a guardianship role for someone else, a useless one, that he ultimately dies for and Dean is left to suffer.

Cas has to be convinced of something to live for that keeps him at Dean’s side, not protecting him, but helping him. And it has been framed as something only Dean can do. Only Dean can tell Cas what he needs to hear. Where the show will go from here leaves VERY little room. And that’s where Dabb era narrative structure has taken us.

not to be that person but…. hating a movie before it comes out because you THINK your favorite character might be getting a storyline you didn’t “want” is really immature and creates uncessary drama over nothing. if it happens AFTER you see the movie? make a fucking scene! but before? just….chiLL

Be Proud of Me [Batsis]

Anonymous requested: “Could you do a batsis imagine where she goes on a dangerous mission that her father told her not to go on and ends up dying in her fathers or brothers arms?

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: Death

Word Count: 1254

[F/F] = Favorite Flower

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“Let me go! I can help!” you exclaimed loudly, your voice resonating through the Batcave. Your posture was rigid and one of defiance and you knew that going against your father was a grave idea, but you couldn’t help it. Bruce stared at you coldly and shook his head, ignoring your pleads again. That only fueled your anger. “Dad!”

“I will not risk your life, [F/N]. This mission is dangerous.” he said calmly, moving to prepare himself, Tim not too far behind him. “You are much more useful here.”

Though those words stung, you bit back your insults and instead tried to convince him that you were capable, at least, that was your intention. What came out of your mouth instead made you sound like a whiny brat.

“But Tim gets to go! And Dick! Why can’t I?!” you complained furiously. “I’ve trained all my life, I have been on countless missions, yet you always keep me sheltered! How am I supposed to learn?! Are you not proud of me, is that it?!

With a sigh, Bruce turned to look at you, “no, [F/N], it’s not like that… it’s–your graduation is tomorrow, I don’t want you hurting yourself. We can afford to take a punch to the face, but you can’t.”

“What kind of excuse is that?!” you snapped, “graduation? Last time I checked even when you had a meeting with the American president you still went on patrol and missions. A bruise or two can be fixed with make-up. You’re just making excuses because you don’t want me to go!” Your voice rose in volume as your rant continued, all that pent up frustration and anger you held came rushing out all at once. “You know, I can never learn because you are always trying to keep me safe, but I don’t need your protection! I can handle myself! Just let me go and I’ll prove to you–”

“Enough!” Bruce yelled, causing you to stop immediately and shrink back slightly. He looked and sounded angry, and you knew when your dad was angry, there was no convincing him. “You are to stay here, assist us any way possible and you do not, under any circumstances, leave the premise. Is that clear?”

“But–”

Is that clear?” he repeated, his eyes glinting with fury, warning you to stand down. You reluctantly nodded your head.

With your teeth gritted, you managed to say, “yes dad.”

Bruce released a deep breath and recomposed himself. “Good. Then we’ll get going now. Tim?” The younger boy stepped forward, but stayed behind when Bruce walked to the Batmobile. He placed a hand on your shoulder.

“Sorry [F/N]…” he murmured, looking guilty. You shook your head, not trusting your words to be genuine and kind. You were absolutely, abominably furious and you knew anything that came out of your mouth would be nothing short of venomous.

You watched them take off and stared at the way they exit even after they left. On any other day, you would calm down, but this time you couldn’t but grow increasingly resentful of your family’s decision to leave you behind. Hadn’t you proved time and time again that you were capable? You were born for this life. You had began training ever since you could walk and you could proudly say you matched Dick’s flexibility and Tim’s wits. You were as skilled as any of them, and you were going to prove it.

With a surge of confidence and indescribable rage, you changed into your costume, hopped on your motorbike and sped off into the city, defying your orders for the first time in your life.


It was almost laughable, the sight that you were staring at. The sight was pitiful really–the polluted night sky, the smog obscuring the stars that made the darkness a priceless piece of art. You wanted to turn away, turn away from the very thing that showed how the world had fallen, but you had no power to move.

You winced every time you breathed. Blood oozed out of the wound on your chest, the wound that was inflicted to you while you were trying to shield a little boy from harm. Now, you were lying on an abandoned street, hand pressing just a minimal part of the large wound.

You felt lightheaded and everything was blurring out. You were so tired, but you fought to stay awake. At the back of your mind, you knew what the fatigue meant, but you didn’t want to go.

You heard rapid footsteps approaching you and your heartbeat increased in fear of who in may be. When you saw your dad, your fear only increased. You couldn’t tell his expression under his mask. You felt his arms snake under you but when he tried to lift you up, you cried out, causing him to stop. He placed his hand over yours, helping you press against the wound even when you two knew it was hopeless.

“D-Dad… I’m sorry…” you gasped, feeling tears well up. Your lips trembled as you tried to apologize, apologize for not listening to him, for not trusting him. “I-I’m so sorry, I-I–”

“Shh, it’s okay, it’s okay.” Bruce cooed, holding you closely, yet still being gentle. He sounded so lost, so utterly broken. You tried to nod, but you couldn’t.

“C-Can you… ta-take off your cowl? I want t-to see you.” you requested quietly. He did as you asked him and you couldn’t help but smile when you saw your dad’s face. Although he looked like he was on the verge of tears and was desperately trying to keep it together, you couldn’t help but remember all the times he put you to bed, found time to read you bedtime stories when you were little and allowed you into his bed when you had a nightmare. You couldn’t help but remember him ruffling your hair after the end of each training session and congratulating you in his own, special and unique way when you did something right. You remembered all of that, and your heart ached because you knew it was ending. You could never have any of that again.

With a small, feeble voice that could be lost in the wind, you whimpered, “Dad… I-I’m scared… I-I don’t want to d-die.” You began to cry and he stroked your hair, trying to calm you down. His eyes glistened with unshed tears.

“Hey, you’re not going to die.” he said the beautiful lie in a wavered voice. When you wouldn’t stop weeping, he continued, “listen to me, let me tell you what’s going to happen.” Through the tears, he smiled.

He began in the gentlest of voices, “tomorrow… we’ll be in the auditorium of your school for your graduation. When they call your name… you will get your diploma, and your brothers and I will be in the audience, clapping the loudest of all. And–” he swallowed as he tried to keep his voice steady, “–and when you come down, we’ll be waiting for you.” He sounded distant now, but you could hear how his voice cracked. “We’ll hand you a bouquet of [F/F], and we’ll embrace you, and I will say…” a tear fell from his face when he saw how your eyes were slowly losing their shine, “I’m proud of you, [F/N].” You smiled; all you wanted was to make your dad proud.

No father is as proud as I am of you.”

And with those words, you were at peace.

anonymous asked:

your writing gives me life 😍 how would rfa + v + saeran react to MC being an engineering or physics major? I hope this isn't too weird, I'm just curious how they would react to MC having a tight and stressful work schedule to due to assignments and exams (currently in exam hell and it wrecks me), MC being a total science nerd and making bad physicist jokes lolol (guilty of that) and sometimes just totally engrossed in science I'm a huge dork hahah

Thank you :) Hope everything goes well for you! Good luck!



Zen:

  • Kind of insecure at first
  • Cuz he didn’t go to school
  • But supportive as heck
  • Makes sure you’re still healthy
  • Offers to make dinner a lot–especially during exams
  • He’s busy with rehearsals too, so he makes sure you eat together for quality
  • He’ll practice his singing while you’re studying
  • It actually helps a lot
  • You shoot out your physics puns
  • And he shoots right back with some pick up lines
  • It’s a good time, fam

Yoosung:

  • He’s right in the exam boat with you
  • You guys make a study fort
  • Spend more time on the fort than studying
  • He’s really good about making sure you both eat well
  • You take turns cooking to give each other a break
  • He leaves love notes on pink sticky notes on all your textbooks
  • He’s one of those people who will say candy is your reward for each problem
  • Puts gummy bears on the different sections
  • Sometimes you trade candy for kisses
  • Blushy Yoosung

Jaehee:

  • She finds your major very impressive
  • Always encouraging you to keep pursuing your passion
  • Will make sure your coffee is always filled
  • She’s also drowning in work
  • So, very sympathetic
  • Helps you make flashcards to study
  • It’s so neat…a lot neater than yours
  • The type to give you healthy snacks
  • “Jaehee…I want chocolate, not carrots.”
  • Is actually supportive of your all-nighters
  • Makes sure you have a blanket if you fall asleep while studying
  • Doesn’t always get your science jokes
  • But she does buy you a shirt with a physics joke on it

Jumin:

  • Has Edibles Fruit Basket delivered to your house
  • Knows you want some quiet time, so he offers to take care of your other business
  • Of course you refuse
  • Offers to get you tutors if you need any sort of help
  • Makes your favorite pancakes for snacks
  • Occasionally stops at your desk to give you a kiss on the cheek
  • Makes Elizabeth stay with you so you have some comfort
  • Has the chefs make you whatever you want whenever you want
  • Has a huge white board brought in and helps you organize your notes
  • Will quiz you harshly...but you’re thankful anyway

Seven:

  • He’s so ready to help you
  • He studied some of that in college too…
  • To help you with engineering concepts, he builds different contraptions and explains his process
  • He’s the worst at quizzing you though…gets too distracted
  • But sometimes you don’t mind…cuz he gives kisses as rewards
  • You both forgot about studying at one point. Oops
  • Offers to make your flashcards…puts little spaceships on them
  • If you pull an all-nighter, he will pull all-nighter with you
  • Snacks are always in stock
  • If you’re on your computer too long, he’ll hack it and remind you to take a break
  • You start spitting out science jokes 
  • “You want to outjoke the jokester, MC? Ha!” You both go back and forth for hours

Saeran:

  • Like Seven, he’s pretty good at these things too
  • But he refuses to help. Says you need to learn on your own.
  • Has his…own special way of encouraging you
  • “If you don’t pass this test, you won’t get a job.”
  • “You’re not helping…”
  • “My point is work hard!”
  • Doesn’t like you pulling all nighters
  • If you fall asleep while working, he’ll totally wrap you in a blanket
  • Not
  • Shakes you awake “Are you planning to learn the textbook by osmosis?”
  • More of coach than an encourager
  • Will treat you to anything you want afterwards

V:

  • Tried to help you once
  • But couldn’t decipher anything
  • He’s a photographer, not a physicist
  • He does explain angles really well….thanks to photography
  • He’s super supportive during exam season
  • Makes sure you get some peace and quiet
  • Gives you any photos to encourage you
  • Coffee is made, tea is made…he even bought you cookies
  • He picks you up from university when your exam is over
  • So you guys can go any place you want as a treat
BTS Reaction to: another guy flirting with their S/O

Thank you to anon for the request!

***I do not own any of the gifs***

Seokjin:

The second Jin saw some other guy flirting with you, he’d rush over demanding that you introduce him to your “friend.” He’d be polite and friendly to the guy, although you’d still be able to see fire burning in his eyes. Jin would also stand really close to you, grab your hand, and basically do anything he could to make sure the other guy knew that you weren’t single. 

“Hi! I’m Seokjin, Y/N’s boyfriend. I love meeting her friends, you know being her boyfriend and all. Did I mention I’m her boyfriend?”

Yoongi:

Yoongi wouldn’t want to make it obvious to you that he was jealous when he saw another guy trying to flirt with you. He’d want you to know that he trusted you, so he’d watch from afar but you’d be able to see him glaring daggers into the back of the guy’s head from where he sat. I also imagine him getting up and walking by you about a million times, each time with a dark glare drilling directly into the guy trying to flirt with you. 

Hoseok:

If I could describe his reaction in one word: DISTRACTIONS. Hoseok wouldn’t say a word when he saw someone trying to flirt with you, instead, he’d stand in the back where only you could see him and try to distract you. He’d do every single bit of aegyo he knew, make kissy faces, dance seductively, and do basically anything he could to take your attention away from the other guy.

Namjoon:

Namjoon would be glued to your side when he noticed another guy making attempts to flirt with you. He’d be really touchy and would play with your hair and wrap his arm around your waist. He’d also be super snarky with the other guy, laughing mockingly at anything he said and probably mumbling snide comments under his breath until the other guy left. If you confronted him about it afterward, he’d play cute and act like he had no idea what you were talking about. 

Jimin:

Jimin would do everything he could to get you away from the guy trying to flirt with you. He’d come up to you and attempt to drag you away, claiming that he had to show you something really important. If that didn’t work, he’d come up to you, just deciding for you that it was time to leave and telling the other guy that you weren’t interested, all with an innocent smile on his face.

“Sorry, Y/N isn’t interested in you, try again never.” 

Taehyung:

Taehyung, of course, would probably have come up with his own special way of driving away the guy who was flirting with you. He would come up to you and the other person, acting like he didn’t know you and would make his own attempts to flirt with you. While the other guy would be trying to make you laugh, Taehyung would cut him off each time with a cheesy pickup line or a compliment, pretending that he had just seen you for the first time.

“Hey Y/N, I mean random stranger who I’ve never seen before, I lost my number, can I please have yours?”

Jungkook:

Jungkook would be similar to Yoongi in that he’d have a stone cold glare plastered to his face, except he’d be standing right next to you and staring directly at the guy trying to flirt with you. He’d  keep his eyes glued to the other guy, keeping a firm scowl until he left out of utter uncomfortableness. Afterward, it’d be really difficult to get Jungkook off of you as he’d follow you around for the rest of the day, ready to scare off anyone else who dare to flirt with his S/O. 

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My Bread and Butter

While shopping at the local market, Adrien attracts some attention.

This oneshot was inspired by @ryuusadesu and some of her own venting! And of course my brain—every time I see something remotely cute, I think about how the situation would apply to the lovesquare/ML universe!!

(ao3 link)

Hope you enjoy reading!

Adrien walked down the market sidewalk, hands already slightly full of groceries he had already purchased. The morning sun lazily made its way through the slight overcast and streamed across the various overhangs and openings, making Adrien smile as he looked skywards, already noting the few breaks in the clouds.

Today was going to be a lovely day.

He shuffles some of the bags in his hands in order to glance at the list in his pocket. Just about everything on the list has been taken care of, and it’s then that a selection of baguettes at a nearby stand catches his eye.

Chatting briefly with the vendor, Adrien selects a fresh baguette, tucking it under an arm as he pays for it, nodding in thanks before continuing down the market.

As he walks, the grocery items on display are switched out for flowers, colours blooming and petals unfolding in the soft wind. Just before he really delves into the flower area of the market, a tug from the inside of his jacket gives him pause.

He looks up to see a cheese stall. Wheels of cheese piled high, samples displayed on a cutting board. A sharp smell overpowers the bouquets next door and Adrien chuckles before whispering down into his jacket.

“I already brought you Camembert,” he chuckles lowly, shaking one of the bags in his hand.

“But Adrien,” comes a voice from his jacket, “I have a very advanced palette! All cheese should be tasted!”

Sighing out a half-hearted sigh, Adrien walks over to the cheese seller, laughing at the excited wiggles in his jacket.

Once armed with another bag—this one carrying its own special scent—Adrien makes his way into the flower area of the market. Bright colours and sweet scents fill the air and Adrien pauses, wondering if he could manage carrying a bouquet all the way home, along with all the bags he already has.

He was pondering an arrangement of delicate lilacs and tulips when a sudden whistle from behind him causes him to jump.

The sound made him immediately blush on instinct. It had been years since he modelled professionally but still the attention and reaction it garnered from people left him embarrassed.

On instinct he lifts a hand up to scratch the back of his head, only to quickly realize his hand was much too full to accomplish such a task. Instead he stands up straight, masking his face with composure and finesse, as he was taught to do so.

He was an adult. He could most definitely handle himself. And besides that he was not an object to be objectified over. It had happened so many times before, a loud wolf whistle, followed by excited screams. Someone asking for a selfie or autograph…some people getting far too comfortable with touching him. At worst he would just have to politely excuse himself was all. He was fine.

Holding his head up high, and with some pink still staining his cheeks, Adrien turned around—

Only to burst out laughing at the familiar face the met.

There she stood before him, one hand cradling piles of flowers and the other holding a half-full basket. The small mischievous smile on her face bloomed as she joined him in his laughter.

“What?” She said as their laughter died down, “You are quite handsome! And all beauty should be appreciated, no?”

She stepped forward, the gentle light played across her face, causing Adrien’s smile to falter into sudden awe. The blush on his face reddens. He snaps himself out of it just as quick as she nears him. As she comes to a stop in front of him, she raises her basket in offer for Adrien to deposit the groceries into. He complies, setting down the various bags of vegetables, cheese, and fruit into the basket.

Tilting his head to the side, he stares at her. “Well, um,” he says, “I, um…thank you?”

He scratches the back of his head momentarily before remembering himself and reaching for the full basket. He grabs the handle from her taking the bulk of the groceries in hand.

She smiles up at him, and he gets distracted my the freckles on her cheeks.

Adrien clears his throat, suddenly he feels too warm. Trying to recover himself, he returns her smirk, trying to channel his alter ego. “I don’t think your husband would appreciate you wolf whistling at handsome men in public markets,” he says.

She raises an eyebrow at him. “Oh, he appreciates it just fine” she laughs as she reaches to take the baguette from under his arm, lessening his load.

“Well…yeah” he chuckles, looking away shyly, “You’re not wrong.” Inwardly, he curses his lack of charm.

She stretches up towards him, her lips puckered and on instinct Adrien bends over slightly. His cheek meets her lips for a quick and playful kiss.

All of a sudden, a sharp smack on his behind jerks him forward. Stunned, Adrien turns. He stares at Marinette, who seems to be struggling to uphold a face of innocence. Behind her back, she holds the baguette, fresh from having struck him across the rear, like a weapon she wants to remain hidden. When she meets his wide-eyed expression, she looks ready to explode with laughter.

Trying to once again compose himself, Adrien straightens up, a sudden thought coming to his mind. He smiles.

“What,” he begins, “admiring the buns now?”

That does it. She bursts into giggles, her eyes closing tight as she shuffles the baguette into the same arm that holds the bouquet of flowers. Her now free hand covers her mouth. She nods lightly.

He smiles at her.

As her laughing subsides, she wraps her arms around the bread and flowers, the petals brushing against her face. She breathes in the fragrant smell and presses her lips together, as if she were trying to rein in any further giggles on her part.

With bright eyes she looks up at him, her own face painted light pink with blush. They stand there, a happy couple in the midst of a bustling marketplace.

She steps closer to him, a large smile breaking out across her face. In a quiet whisper, she says, “I loaf you.”

For a few long seconds, he simply stares at her. His heart is so full and he is simply overcome with happiness. Finally, the Chat Noir part of him scoffs, even as his flush reddens.

“My Lady,” he says dryly, “that’s a baguette.”

She pouts cutely at him. Her brows furrowing in mock annoyance.

“Well, it’s a bread product!” She counters.

He smiles at her. “I think you can do better. After all this time with me, you would think your pun ability would be more proficient! You’re not quite at my level of wordplay it would seem!”

She takes a step back, narrowing her eyes at him. “What?” she exclaims, “Oh please! I am just as good, if not better! Remember that time we were looking for a new couch? What was it I said…?” He chuckles. She’s rambling. “Oh! That one couch that was blue and orange! Ugh, do you remember? And I said ‘Oh! Well as long as it gives us compliments every time we sit down—’”

Laughing lightly, Adrien takes a step forward, cutting off her off with a kiss on the forehead.

She freezes. He leans back to look down at her, enjoying the blush deepening on her cheeks. She fumbles for a moment, biting her lip and looking anywhere but his face.

Finally she glances back up at him.

“Ummmmm…” she begins, and he leans back in close to catch her soft whisper. “I baguette you?”

He laughs freely as he leans down to cover her lips with his. Just before he closes the distance between them, he whispers, “I baguette you too.”

You Aren’t as Smart as You Seem, Are You?

Request: How about Harry hook x reader where you get hurt in the sword fight during its going down and at first he’s really angry but then he calms down and helps you (and if possible could you make the reader either male or gender neutral)

Warnings: Injury, swearing

A/N: I did my best to make it gender neutral, so I left it with mostly ‘you’. Hopefully, I did your request justice!

Words:592

You stood on the deck with all the others, trying to stay more towards the back since this was your first official fight. You’ve done a lot of training leading up to this, but now that you were in the actual fight…it wasn’t quite like you imagined.

Looking around, your eyes wandered over to Harry Hook, who you wouldn’t admit you were kinda starting to crush on, but in your mind, he had a crush on Uma. You couldn’t blame the guy, Uma had it all: brains, beauty, brawns, power…she had it all. You were just the child of [insert here] and really had no special skills. Well, you were extremely intelligent. No doubt about that.

As your mind drifted, you didn’t quite notice when Jay approached you until you were suddenly sword to sword with the son of Jafar. The sudden attack threw you off your feet, causing you to trip over a rope and get cut on the chest by the tip of Jay’s sword, which caused you to yelp in shock.

Once you hit the ground, all other sounds went away except for a ringing sensation in your ears, your eyesight became blurred, and after blinking for a bit your senses started returning back to you, and looking around you could see a very obviously pissed off Harry Hook angrily fighting Jay, Harry getting a few good cuts in before Jay ended up throwing Harry’s hook into the water which caused him to dive in after it.

Hook, seriously? You thought to yourself as you forced yourself off the ground and went to pick up your sword, gasping as a sharp pain went through your chest and you looked down, suddenly realizing about the cut. Adrenaline had been coursing through your veins so the pain really wasn’t there until right now as the fight was dying down, and you made your way over to the dock, meeting Hook half way and gasping as he pulled you into a rather tight hug.

“I can’t believe that son of a bitch hurt you like that…I swear, [Y/N], I’ll kill him next time I see him. I’ll hook him just for you,” Harry said, still fuming and you took a step back and raised an eyebrow at him. You figured he’d get this worked up if someone hurt Uma, but you? No way.

“Hook, chill. I’m fine…yeah it hurts, but it’s not very deep, really. It’ll just leave a nasty scar,” You assured him, watching as basically he ignored you and pulled you off the boat and into Ursula’s restaurant and up the stairs to Uma’s room, sitting you down and going to get a first aid kit. “Harry, really,” You groaned.

“Don’t argue with me. It could get infected…you’re no good to anyone if you’re out with an infection.” Harry said, handing you a rag that was wet with disinfectant, and you raised an eyebrow, but began to clean the cut through the new hole in your shirt.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” You asked curiously, turning your attention back to Harry fully when he laughed.

“You really aren’t as smart as you seem, are you, [Y/N]?” He said in that sultry voice that made you begin to develop feelings for him, and an involuntary shudder went down your spine, looking at him as he took your chin in his hand, pressing his lips to yours. He was no Prince Charming, but he showed he cared in his own special way.

adamlvnchs  asked:

"I'm so in love with you" for the writing props + reddie. (& if you don't mind, a happy ending? They break my heart enough already.)

Well it’s a semi-happy ending. I’m sorry I just couldn’t resist. I’ll probably fix the grammar soon, I just wanted you to be able to read it as soon as possible.


It had been an accident. It had simply slipped out. Richie had just looked so good… in his own special way. The moonlight had been glinting off his glasses and glowing in his mop of hair. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes crinkled while he laughed. Eddie’s stomach did summersaults to think that he was the reason for this laughter. He hated his stomach for doing these things. He hated his heart for skipping a beat when Richie wrapped an arm around Eddie and tousled his hair.

He shouldn’t feel the way he did. Not towards boys. Especially not towards Richie. He hated himself for feeling this way, but he didn’t hate Richie for making him feel this way. He could never hate Richie. He loved Richie, and that was the first mistake. Eddie’s second mistake was allowing his guard to slip.
“Eds, run away with me! Far away from these heathens!” Richie was spewing his usual proposals. What had brought it on this time? Eddie was pretty sure it had been a fight over comic book heroes. Eddie must’ve picked the right one. Maybe Richie was just assuming Eddie would be on his side. Eddie couldn’t bring it in himself to care.
“What do you say, Eds, take a leap of faith?” Richie asked smirking lopsidedly.
Eddie hadn’t meant to say it out loud. What he’d meant to say was “don’t call me Eds.” Or “beep beep, Richie.” Or something! Anything other than what he had said! But he didn’t.
He said, “I’m so in love with you” and he instantly regretted it.
The laughter around the circle of misfits suddenly halted. “What’d you just say?” Richie asked. He didn’t sound angry. Not nearly as angry as he should sound. Eddie had just admitted to being in love with him. Eddie had just admitted to being a freak. And yet he found not a trace of anger or disgust in Richie’s eyes. He couldn’t force himself to look elsewhere. “Eds, I-”
“Don’t call me, Eds.” Eddie squeaked halfheartedly and ran off.
The compass in his head was spinning and he had no idea where he was going but he wouldn’t even dream of ever stopping. He just needed to get away.
Away from the nicknames that made his insides warm, from the touches that made him look forward to school, from the person who he loved. Because fuck it. He did love Richie. He hated himself for it but he didn’t hate it. He loved it, and now if Richie had any brains he would never talk to Eddie again. Which was much worse than being lost in the Barrens.
After a while he began to hear them. They were looking for him. He couldn’t face them.
“Eddie?!”
“Eds,”
Eddie couldn’t face Richie.
He whirled around frantically and jumped into the nearest bush.
“Please don’t be poison ivy.” He muttered under his breath begging any deity who cared enough to listen. “Please don’t let it be poison ivy.”
“I th-th-think he came this way.”
Eddie froze and bit his tongue.
“Guys, what if he ran home?” Mike was asking.
“He didn’t run off in the direction of home.” Stan was saying. Eddie couldn’t breathe. He needed his inhaler. He knew it was bullshit but he needed it.
“Richie?”
Richie was frozen in his place staring at the bush in which Eddie was trying not to squirm.
“Guys, we’re not going to find him.” He said slowly. “Eddie’s stronger than he looks. Plus that kid could find his way out of a corn maze in under six minutes. He’ll be fine.”
The other losers looked at him skeptically but agreed. Eddie remained frozen. He wouldn’t move until he was certain. Until he was absolutely certain that-
“Eddie, come out.”
Richie.
“I know you’re in there.” He said. “This isn’t hide and seek, Dipshit.”
Eddie slowly emerged from the bush. Richie threw himself into a hug. “Don’t scare me like that.” He whispered. Eddie’s arms remained glued to his sides but his face suddenly felt very warm. “Your face could give Bill’s hair a run for its money.” Richie snickered. Eddie frowned and refused to meet his eyes. “Eds?”
“Can we just get it over with?”
“What?”
Eddie felt hot tears spring up.
“Can we please. Get to the part where you call me a freak. Say that you never want to see me again. When y-”
“That’s not gonna happen, Eds.”
“W-what?”
“I could never hate you.”
Suddenly Eddie’s insides were doing gymnastics again.
“I love you, too Eddie.”
And suddenly their lips were together. It was short and sweet and wonderful.
“Wow.” Richie grinned and slowly brought their lips together again, and again, and again. He pulled away. A shit-eating grin spread across Richie’s face.
“Eddie-bear it’s time to wake up.”
Eddie blinked himself awake rubbing his eyes as he sat up in his room. He groaned. That was only the third time he’d had that dream in a course of three days. He looked at a crumpled up note from Richie he’d been looking at late last night.
Boy, he had it bad.
Something hit his window. He stalked over to it to see Richie throwing pebbles standing next to his bike. He waved cheerfully at Eddie. Eddie couldn’t held the grin the broke out on his face.

Yes, he had it bad…. and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Random Richie Hc’s

~Richie loves music as we all know. But he also just genuinely appreciates music as a whole and when any of the Losers get into an artist or a band, no matter who it is, they’ll go to him. 

~He may tease them at first if it’s something like New Kids On The Block or Neil Diamond or anything like that. but he will literally spend all the time they want discussing the music. He’s always up to driving them places to look at the albums and explains different ones to them.

~He once spent the whole day taking Ben out and talking about music with him. He teasingly kept suggesting boy band albums to him. But he also seriously recommended him stuff he thought he’d like. 

~Richie knew that he had to move his ass and ask Eddie out when the Loser’s were all hanging out and chilling in this nice grassy area. 

~Eddie’s wearing this over sized white sweater with flowers embroidered on it, his hair is getting curly and his cheeks are slightly pink from the chilly air.

~But he’s got his headphones on, plugged into his Walkman and he is hardcore singing all the lyrics to ‘Paint It Black’ by The Rolling Stones. 

~Richie just about freaking dies.

~Richie practiced for like months so he could be able to balance a baseball bat on his finger and then flip it to catch it again. Once he got it right, he showed Stan with the biggest grin on his face. 

~Stan actually gave him a high-five for that.

~If someone can’t pay for something, he’ll buy it or chip in.

~He has a journal of all his jokes, practice jokes and rejects. 

~He tries his jokes out on Stan first because he knows he’ll be honest.

~He loves horror films (His favorite is ‘Nightmare On Elm Street’) but he knows Eddie isn’t crazy about them. So whenever the idea for a horror film is suggested, Richie somehow gets everyone set on something more like ‘BeetleJuice’. 

~He really really loves to hear Bill’s stories whenever the chance comes. He’ll stay up late with him as he throws ideas at Richie and reads some stuff outloud to him. 

~He and Mike love taking long walks through Derry, Richie always puts on a tour guide voice and explains spots differently in his own special Richie Tozier way.

~He buys Mike a pop, Mike buys him a comic. 

~Richie gives Beverly piggy-back rides whenever she’s tired and she returns the favor when he’s tired too. 

The Rest of Sterling K. Brown’s Emmys Acceptance Speech

I wanted to thank our writers. A show doesn’t get seven acting nominations without some impeccable, beautiful, thoughtful writing. You guys are our life’s blood. So I want to thank you so much. To our producers and our directors, in particular John Requa, Glenn Ficarra and the crazy cool Ken Olin, thank you for your guidance and friendship. And I want to thank Dan Fogelman. He is the Hebrew hammer with which our house is built. He makes me laugh and cry in equal parts, and keeps me coming back for more. In his own little, small special way, he’s not trying to make America great again, he’s trying to make it the best that it’s ever been. I love him for taking me on this journey. I wanted to thank my manager of 17 years, Jennifer Wiley-Stockton. We’ve been doing this for a long time, and it feels like we’re just getting started. I can’t wait to see what’s next. To my wife — they cut me off before I got to thank my wife. You’re everything. You make my life worth living, and you gave me two of the most beautiful things that God has ever put on this planet, my sons… Daddy, loves you with the strength of a thousand suns. I’ll see you Monday after work. Love you.

An imperial hacker once managed to steal some highly secure and heavily encrypted files from General Syndulla’s old astromech.  After rotations of difficult decoding work, they got the data at their hands. 

ISB representatives were called in, since anything of this nature went through them.

…it turned out just the be embarrassing holo-pics and vids of the “Specters”, unfortunately for the technicians!