it does not look like the crap i make

work sucked. I was mentally tired, sore, drained, exhausted, pissy, cranky, frustrated and just annoyed after work I never want to go back to that hell hole of a crapshack ever again. so after I got home and had shower one I jumped straight under the covers of my bed to just chill and message some friends and just was pathetically mopey coz I had no new messages from my crush :(

Usually I can cope at work today, but it felt like every second customer who came in today smelt like they binged hard on numerous substances and came in without showering or anything, and then just not having many customers in the first place. 

And then to top it off I slept like garbage and had this super weird dream that my cousins boyfriend cheated on her with me, but my cousin as far as I know has never had a boyfriend and holy crap what is going on.

on the bright side my hair is amazing, like seriously look at that gingerness does it make you jealous as fuck?

Scrubs {Sentence Starters}

  • “Ahh. Uncomfortable silences and alcohol. Just like thanksgiving at home.”
  • “You have no chance of being normal.”
  • “Don’t ever be afraid to come to me with stuff like that.”
  • “A person doesn’t have to be perfect to be exactly what you need.”
  • “It’s the kid inside of us that keeps us all from going crazy.”
  • “I don’t dislike you, I nothing you.”
  • “Nothing’s worse than a ninja - they’re masters of every style of combat.”
  • “Have you been in the supply closet, crying?”
  • “It sounds like you’re asking me out on a man date.”
  • “There’s a good chance I’m gonna kill someone.”
  • “The only way you could be more useless right now is if you actually were the wall.”
  • “Gosh, now I’m too proud of you to be mad at you.”
  • “Relationships don’t work they way they do on television and in the movies.”
  • “Sometimes it feels like you’re holding back.”
  • “All you do is bitch about your relationships all day long!”
  • “We’re only four seconds in and I’m already regretting my decision.”
  • “I can’t believe you lost our bottle opener.”
  • “I think we both know there’s a little more to it than that.”
  • “Does this lipstick make me look like a clown?”
  • “Why don’t I ever listen to me?”
  • “Well isn’t that just the pickle on the giant crap sandwich that is my day.”
  • “Come on, what’s the worst that could happen?”
  • “I can’t help but notice you love telling jokes.”
  • “Do you want to be alone?”
  • “You’re telling me that you actually made a decision that had a positive impact on your life?”
  • “Can you get that for me? I can’t reach it.”
  • “Don’t look in her eyes, she might steal your soul.”
  • “I refuse to be judged by a grown man wearing a hockey jersey.”
  • “That was my mistake. I keep forgetting that you’re a horrible, horrible person.”
  • “Why are you so afraid of loving me?”
  • “Do you want to cry a little?”
  • “Why do you have to jump out and scare me all the time?”
  • “What do I know about good relationships?”
  • “Newsflash! You can’t drink and then come to work!”
  • “Why is there a pancake in the silverware drawer?" 
A Long List of Ninjago Headcanons For the Heart and Soul

Kai:
- Can’t stop dabbing
- Always warm or hot
- Hair is naturally spiked
- Swears all the time
- Terrified of Christmas elves and gingerbread men (kinda cannon)
- Hates getting in water because it messes up his hair (why he can’t swim)
- THE BEST OLDER BROTHER IMAGINABLE
- Like he always held Nya as a little kid and played with her 25/8
- Smells like a mix of cinnamon and a fireplace
- When he gets angry steam comes up from his head
- Sucks at giving advice
- Kids hate him
- Best subject is history
- He’s obsessed with Hamilton and recites every line at some point or another
- Is actually sweet af
- Doesn’t know when to stop. Ever.

Jay:
- Picks up pennies on the streets during every mission
- Actually owns a fidget spinner
- Gets yelled at every time he pulls it out
- Smells like paint
- His room is always a f***king mess
- is thE MOST PRECIOUS BEAN THAT’S EVER LIVED
- The shortest of everyone (except Nya)
- It makes him so angry
- DONT EVEN DOUBT FOR A SECOND HE HAS DIMPLES
- Has the loudest, most obnoxious laugh
- And once he starts, he can’t stop.
- Lives for cuddles
- Has to cuddle someone or something to go to sleep
- Is literally allergic to everything
- Like in elementary school he was the kid that ruined special treats for everyone because he had so many allergies (poor bean)
- CAN HOLD A GRUDGE FOR ALL OF ETERNITY
- Is the one that gets sick all the time
- Best subject is math (especially algebra)
- Loooves kids and wants a few when he gets older

Zane:
- PRECIOUS
- Has a name for every cooking utensil in the kitchen and treats them like people
- Tries to treat them all equally
- Is literally a pianist
- Can basically play any piece without looking
- Smells like metal (wonder why) and laundry detergent
- A DANNY TANNER
- Wins laser tag every time the ninja go play it
- Always uses ‘Delicate Flower’ for his name
- ‘Cause he loves dem flowers
- Heck, the bean loves everything
- Will sometimes randomly beep
- Things get a little turnt on the bounty
- Always comforts everyone when they need it
- Best subject is everything
- Is often nicknamed Tin man, Robocop, and Iron Man

Cole:
- Is actually the best dancer on the face of the planet
- Does soft shoe around the bounty
- Also great at singing but is too self conscious to do it for anyone
- Knows and can recite parts of every broadway musical
- As a kid his father put him on a major diet for dancing and never let him have sweets (thus why he is so obsessed with cake and food period)
- Loves the taste of cough drops
- Smells like leather and french vanilla
- Everyone loved him in school
- Best subject is english (aye)
- Can’t stand fidget spinners (aye) and tries to get rid of Jay’s every time he sees it
- Everyone’s jealous of that perfect body of his
- Wants a partner that will truly understand and respect him
- The go-to for advice
- Has swearing contests with Kai

Lloyd:
- SOOO SWEEET
- Never really ate too much as a kid
- Loves soft things, so he owns a lot of soft clothing
- Has trouble catching up in learning
- Understands other people well and therefore knows how to treat them
- Hates savory foods
- Has headaches ALL THE TIME :,(
- Smells like cotton candy
- Shy at first but warms up really quick
- Feet are always cold
- So he wears socks. All. The. Time.
- Has a lot of 'friends’ that are girls but is too naive to realize they are all just crushing on him
- Loves taking him some naps
- When he’s not napping he’s probably training

Nya:
- Usually tries to stay away from the guys because they’re so obnoxious
- Can’t stand swearing
- So she shuns Kai all the time
- Is literally done with everyone’s crap 25/8 (girl same)
- Very friendly and open to everyone but has trouble truly opening up to people
- Is hesitant on cuddling but will if necessary
- Obsessed with lipstick
- Like owns every shade imaginable
- Best subject is foreign language
- Is easily triggered by rude people
- Like she will separate herself from everyone when she’s upset
- Never really cries because she thinks it makes her look weak
- But when she does she will cuddle with Jay (aww)

💜Hope you all liked these! 💜
Like or reblog if I should do more!

Romance, Part One

There’s been a prompt in my inbox for quite some time, imploring me to write a bit of romance. Thing is, I’ve never even attempted romance. Not even once. But hell, it’s a chance to try something new. And I tried for you, anon. I tried my damnedest. So here goes. 

(And many thanks to the immensely talented @edierone​ for her insight and suggestions!)

Summary: “And how exactly would you romance me, then? You know. Just so I don’t mix you up with any more shapeshifters.” 

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okay so this is kinda random but, I really like how Horikoshi draws smiles? Like, we all remember Izuku’s shining smile from back in the provisinal licence exam, and one of All Might’s difining features is his blinding grin.

Then there’s Bakugou’s manic smirks, Ochako’s adorable smiles, Tsuyu’s sweet little up turn of the lip, Kirishima’s big unabashed grin that shows off all his teeth, etc.

He draws smiles really well is whatI’m saying and his happy smiles make me happy.

PS: the day we see Eri smile with unrestrained happiness will be the best day of my life, I will take that panel and make it my phone backgroud, my lock screen, my desktop background etc.

Some Cars 3 trailer things

Also Semi-spoilers? I dunno, just go watch the trailer if you want context

  • Don’t lie. We all want that ridiculous McQueen merch XD
  • Also, Sterling? AMAZING VOICEWORK 
  • Sterling and McQueen are way too shiny - like it’s almost distracting but amazing at the same time
  • But uh yeah, Sterling, way to break McQueen’s heart and ours more than it already was
  • OMG THE FREAKIN CRASH WITH THE FREAKING SLOW-MO AGAIN!? AND THERE’S SMOKE AND MORE HORRIBLE DAMAGE AND EVERYTHING OMG MY HEART CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE PIXAR WHY
  • Noooo with the police and the nurse cars omg Lightning my baby :’’’’(
  • SALLY HATH ARRIVETH
  • McQueen and Mater being adorable bros again :’’’’D my precious children
  • CRUZ RAMIREZ MY BANANA CHILD!!! :D She’s so beautiful :3
  • Also, “Senior Project”? Geez Cruz, way to make McQueen feel old XD
  • Fireball beach is probably going to be my favorite Cruz and McQueen scene for sure, like I am so hyped up :D
  • “The beach ate me” - Cruz, please don’t change (that line was so cute omg I love her so much)
  • Also, does Cruz have stage fright or something? I dunno, the promotional material seems to be hinting at that :/
  • Jackson Storm you little sack of crap I’m really looking forward to not liking you in theaters 
  • Also YOU REPORTERS NEED TO BACK THE FRICK UP LIKE
  • Lightning, nooooo :’’’( *hugs the red car*
  • Also Mater and Sheriff helping McQueen with his top speed - that boy is a determinator
  • Cruz confirmed for McQueen fangirl???
  • lowkey thinking that shot is from the Demolition Derby when everyone finds out he’s really McQueen
  • SMOKEY HATH ARRIVETH
  • PLZ PLZ PLZ MAKE THAT BE MCQUEEN AND CRUZ TRACTOR TIPPING THIS IS SOMETHING I NEED
  • Everyone is just so cute and inspiring and they support McQueen and everyone loves him so much I just :’’’’’DDDD
  • Final note: FREAKING GIVE ME JUNE 16TH ALREADY

Hey pssst fandom. Psst. ‘This looks so much like my OC so this is great!’ is still not probably something you should be saying on other people’s art, and DOUBLY so if it was a commission or a gift or a trade for someone else. :SSS I can’t speak for how my commissioners feel but I feel awful when people take something that I made (for myself or someone else) and make it about themselves. :SSS Don’t do it guys. Just. don’t be selfish. Please.

anonymous asked:

You're not going to judge tumblr shippers for their vile comments about MM but you will judge those who point out and denounce the shippers who do this? Wow. I am saddened and disappointed by this. Turning a blind eye to hatred and abuse is never ok. The excuse that it happens and she's an actress etc so just scroll on by is dangerous and normalises this behaviour. Shame on anyone who does this, and anyone who is more concerned about losing followers than speaking out about this.

1. Don’t put words in my mouth anon. You know that’s not what I meant.

2. I’m not turning a blind eye to anything. I’ve called out the harassment many, MANY times to no avail.

3. I’m not afraid to lose followers. I’ve always spoke out about things I disagree with, even if it doesn’t make me popular.

4. Policing the fandom and protecting MM from abusive fans is not my responsibility.  

5. Where were you when shippers were getting harassed and told to kill themselves? Or how about when someone said a shippers child should be taken away from her? Where’s the outrage over the way we’re treated? Or are you only interested in standing up for MM because you assume it’ll get you closer to Sam?

Look, I feel bad that she’s still getting harassed. I’m embarrassed that it’s most likely a shipper doing it because it makes people think we’re all a bunch of monsters. I wish it would stop and that everyone would leave her alone but what the hell am I supposed to do? Why does it fall on my shoulders? I have my own crap to deal with, including abusive messages that flood my inbox almost everyday. No one cares about that. In fact the majority of the fandom encourage it, so no I’m sorry but I’m not going to sit here and be MM’s saviour. She has enough of those. The people who are doing this to her will not stop and nothing I say will change that. Maybe if you stopped giving them the attention they’re craving they’d soon shut down their accounts due to boredom. I don’t know how these people operate or why they do the things they do, but I do know it’s not my problem and I refuse to waste any more of my time thinking about it. Find someone else to blame. 

anonymous asked:

okay but please also consider: Yuuri coaching Minami and Victor coaching Yuri. They end up being potrayed as "rival teams" by the media but its all just ridiculous flirty banter between Victor and Yuuri which gets more and more suggestive every time they meet at competitions (meanwhile Yuri is screaming that they are the worst coaches ever)

Okay, Nonny, trust me. I have considered it. I have thoroughly, thoroughly considered it.

Basically:

–Vicchan never died, and Yuuri didn’t screw up the Sochi GPF. BUT ALSO drunk banquet shenanigans did not occur, and so Viktor never came to him, and they basically just turned into competitors for a few years (more on that later). Because of this, Yurio took longer to figure himself out, get invested in the Seniors, and possibly had a minor injury that set him back, etc. In the meantime, Minami finally hits his growth spurt. Three years later, and we have the start of this AU: Yurio’s 18, Minami is 20, and Yuuri has just retired at 27 and been asked (ahem: begged) by Minami to coach him. Yakov is trying to transition his students over to prep for his own retirement, so he tests out the idea of Viktor coaching Yurio (Lilia smacks him in the head for thinking this is at all a Good Plan). Both Minami and Yurio are the hot favorites for the gold.

–Minami spends half of practice at Ice Castle Hasetsu drooling over his idol, Yuuri, and Yuuri spends most practices with his face in his hands because Minami hasn’t forgotten a single factoid about him since he became a skater when he was 12. “Minami, no, you shouldn’t reference that skate, that was my dark past!” “Coach! Sir! My lord!” “Please don’t call me that.” “Didn’t you win gold at Worlds that year?” “Okay, I did, but–”

–At the beginning, Viktor spends half of practice “subtly” needling at Yurio to see how far he can push him and to try to grant him some humility, while simultaneously sending him on what Yurio likes to call BS Spiritual Quests. “How is babysitting Makkachin supposed to make me a better skater?” “Makkachin is the dog of a champion, Yurio, if you have to ask then clearly you are not a talented enough skater to understand. Also, I’ll be back at midnight! Watch this choreography video while I’m gone!”  

–Hot Springs on Ice still happens after Minami releases a video of him and Yuuri skating side by side to Stammi Vicino. ”That bastard thinks he can do MY COACH’S ROUTINE?” Yakov blows a gasket. “Have you seen this, Viktor, your student’s run off to Japan! Control him!” “Oh no,” says Viktor cheerfully. “Don’t worry, Yakov, I’ll be responsible and go collect him.” Yurio bought the plane ticket with Viktor’s credit card, which he miraculously found lying out on Viktor’s front room table. Viktor definitely spent the last week playing the viral video on repeat to an increasingly aggravated Yurio. “What a surprise, ending up here!” He announces to Hiroko upon arrival, and flips open his trip itinerary on his phone to ask for her opinions. “You’ll never believe who showed up!” Minami exclaims to Yuuri, who frantically drags him into one of the onsen’s bathrooms and keeps him there for an hour.

–After Hot Springs on Ice, the media gets really amped up about the rivalry between Minami and Yurio. Minami does not realize it’s meant to be a furious rivalry, and excitedly shows numerous hungry reporters pictures of him and Yurio from their Juniors days. “Yeah, we’ve skated together since forever!” “BLOODY SKATING RIVALRY IS SIX YEARS IN THE MAKING,” the papers scream. Yurio, to deal with his Viktor-inspired anger, is often caught kicking over tables and flinging objects. “RUSSIA’S PRODIGY CAN’T CONTROL HIS FIERY PASSION OVER THE RIVALRY!” Eventually, they drag the coaches into it too, especially after Viktor and Yuuri make searing eye contact for a solid twenty minutes during Skate America. “COACHES JOIN BROILING RIVALRY BETWEEN PLISETSKY AND KENJIROU! OLD HATRED FLARES UP!” By the time the NHK trophy rolls around, it is downright ridiculous. “PLISETSKY FIRES HIMSELF UP BY COMING TO WATCH BITTER RIVAL, KENJIROU, IN THE NHK TROPHY!” This part is true. Kind of. “NIKIFOROV AND KATSUKI RUN OFF TOGETHER AFTER COMPETITION, PROBABLY TO… FISTFIGHT IN THE PARKING LOT!” Well, there were certainly bruises that developed after that encounter, so the media’s not totally wrong.

–By the GPF, there has been a slow realization among certain internet groups. “Look at how Katsuki and Nikiforov behaved around each other during their last few years of competition,” posts Katsudominate14 on Tumblr. This is accompanied by a flurry of screenshots of them together. “Are they holding hands in this one?” Meanwhile, Otabek is the only one that’s heard a whisper of the other developing issue with the ‘rivalry.’ I HATE HIS GUTS, is typically how Yurio’s text messages start. Look at his stupid face in this stupid interview! He’s so cheerful! Who the hell does he think he is to compliment my skating like that? He makes me want to throw him on the ground! And straddle him! And yell into his face from two inches away! Finally Otabek sighs, and sends Yurio a playlist in response. This is for when you finally get him alone and start making out with him. Yurio doesn’t respond for twenty minutes. Crap, he texts, I like him

–After the GPF, when Yurio’s got his gold medal in hand and silver winner Minami is excitedly engaging him in competition about Worlds, Yurio yanks him around by his medal and yells “you’d better dance with me at the banquet!” Minami thinks being pulled around is surprisingly fun. They do dance at the banquet, but this is overshadowed by the media catching a picture of a tipsy Viktor and Yuuri kissing in the corner. When Yurio is questioned, he goes a bright, furious red and hollers “I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT THOSE IDIOTS! THEY’VE BEEN FLIRTING ALL SEASON! I AM A GOLD MEDALIST! Ask me about skating!” When Minami is questioned, he curls up his cute little nose and laughs, “Oh, you didn’t know? Coach’s liked him since he started skating; Viktor was his inspiration.” Minami is Katsuki Yuuri’s number 1 fan. Nothing gets past him.

–The “rivalry” is disbanded. Yuuri and Minami start training in Russia the next year.

Originally posted by whoweareintimeandspace

Ahhh, geez. I’d have to actually put more thought into this. But thanks for asking, Nonny! SO MUCH FLIRTY BANTER, you are right!!

bf!haechan
  • lmao so originally i was supposed to post some svt requested fics that are long overdue but its donghyuck’s birthday so
  • i’ll post the svt requests laturrrr im so sorry for those who requested it
  • HAPPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYYYYYY BIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY LEE DONGHYUCK
  • so how would it be to date this savage meme boi?
  • lee donghyuck is vvv playful, he likes teasing people 
  • mark, jaehyun, taeyong, mark, let’s just say all nct members
  • and mark especially 
  • and you aren’t an exception my dear reader
  • bc lee donghyuck is a relentless little shit, so expect to be hit with savageness
  • with no amount of mercy whatsoever
  • your relationship is based on slander tbh jUST KIDDING
  • he teases the crap out of you, and sometimes he may go over the line between playful and hurtful, 
  • but this boy still loves you
  • but he really doesn’t show it when you’re around other people
  • he feels like the hyungs would think he’s going soft when they see him with you being lovey dovey 
  • so when you’re with mark or the others, he keeps the loving to a minimum and just roasts you or anyone
  • sometimes it doesn’t seem like you guys are a couple, because he doesn’t show much skinship in public and he always roasts you HARD
  • you’re not a pushover tho reader don’t worry
  • you’ll give this lil shit a run for his money
  • “babe, jagiya, baby, sweetie, baobei, tianxin, mi amor, my love, my life, Y/N. why are you so stupid?”
  • “stop making fun of me for falling down the stairs, hyuck. you should speak for yourself. you’re the reason the sm building had to have double doors”
  • “i am not.”
  • “you may as well be”
  • you guys sometimes team up to roast mark instead when you’re tired of roasting each other poor mark
  • donghyuck is a lil bit of a cocky shit sometimes
  • does “im cute and all of you are ugly” ring a bell?
  • no?
  • like he’s cute and he knows it, i know it, the fans know it, everyone knows it
  • but he likes hearing it from you
  • he likes-no loves hearing you compliment him
  • even tho compliments are very very rare in your relationship
  • but that’s what makes it more special
  • like we all have insecurities buried in the backs of our minds and well, sometimes his resurfaces and it makes him feel bad about himself
  • and it affects him so much
  • when that happens he’s quiet and he’s emotionless and doesn’t reply 
  • and his insecurities make him feel like he’s not good enough to do what he wants to do, to be who he wants to be
  • that’s why he keeps to himself, because he feels unworthy of the things he has
  • but you always reassure him that he’s worth it
  • that he’s so special, so talented, so handsome, and he deserves everything coming his way
  • and he shouldn’t feel apologetic about that
  • and that he shouldn’t listen to anyone who thinks otherwise
  • soooooo i mentioned before that he really doesn’t show much skinship in public
  • and i think that’s because he’s a lil shyyyyy
  • because for sure, his members would make fun him
  • and well, because strangers can see
  • when it’s just the two of you though
  • he’s very cuddly
  • like, sometimes y’all are on the couch with your legs on top of his and both of you sitting on each ends, and he never lets you move your legs because he likes the feeling of them against his
  • sometimes you’re lying down on his chest, with his left arm around your waist and his right one holding the phone up to his face
  • lets just say that everytime y’all are together a part of him has to be attached to any part of you 
  • imagine cuddling with him tho
  • doing those things i said ^^
  • huhuhuhuhuhu be my boyfriend donghyuck pls 
  • what about kisses tho
  • omg
  • i imagine your first kiss with donghyuck to be a light peck
  • and it was so so sudden 
  • like you were just so cute and your face was so close he couldn’t help himself
  • and you’re both a blushing mess after you realize what just happened 0_0
  • anddd it’s cute because he likes pecking you 
  • he just does it impulsively
  • not that it’s a bad thing
  • but it’s a bad thing for your health because everytime he does it you swear you lose at least 5 years of your life
  • and it honestly happens during moments when you least expect him to do it
  • like you’re in the middle of a daily roasting session and he suddenly leans in and pecks your lips and goes back to insulting you like it never happened
  • or when you’re trying to take the frying pan from him because he should rest and you really want to cook
  • or that time when you were putting on blush and was asking him if it was even on both sides
  • its not always on the lips though
  • like you were studying once and he walked by and suddenly pecked you on the cheek and went out without saying anything
  • only to return with pizza
  • or that time when you were carrying your groceries inside your apartment and you didn’t know he came over and he says hello by pecking your nose when you’re trying to put your keys on the table beside the door
  • moving on
  • dates with donghyuck vary 
  • you have your fair share of fancy restaurant dates, amusement park dates, movie dates, cafe dates, shopping dates, pokemon go dates, ice skating dates, laser tag dates, picnic dates, study dates
  • you know what i mean
  • but you’re favorite kind of date when you’re at home with him and pigging out and ranting about how the character is an idiot and just wearing your pjs smelling like utter crap bc none of you care 
  • because it’s laid back and you both don’t have to worry about being seen and don’t need to worry about how you look because you couldn’t care less if he looks like he doesn’t know what the hell a shower is
  • and he doesn’t give two shits if you smell like you don’t know what a shower is or maybe he does. he loves you, just pls, stop being stinky
  • another thing is i can see that he’s thoughtful but not that often
  • and it makes it more endearing
  • and his way is a bit unconventional, but still sweet if you think about it
  • like, he borrowed your phone and set an alarm 
  • but the alarm was him pterodactyl screaming
  • so, all in all, it was sweet of him to help you wake up for your 8am exam but you still want to have functioning ear drums
  • “did you make it in time?”
  • “yes i did. thank you, but next time, don’t scream at me pls”
  • “you’re welcome”
  • and you don’t notice it a lot, but he really listens to what you have to say he just makes it seem like he doesn’t know 
  • but on the inside he’s listing everything that comes out of your mouth
  • ‘so she hates pineapples on her pizza’
  • ‘oh okay her science teacher is giving her a hard time. i’ll ask jaemin if he can help her with science’
  • ‘she likes yeri noona’s hair color imma ask where she had it dyed’
  • ‘she likes taeyong hyung’s highlighter, imma ask the stylist what shade it is’
  • and then you’ll be surprised the next day or week after, he’s gonna bring up what you said 
  • and it’s honestly so sweet
  • he’s caring too
  • like he makes sure you eat well and on time
  • he even texts you to make sure because he’s killing himself with worry
  • and when you’re sick he brings soup over and tries to take care of you without catching whatever you have
  • and when he’s away he always texts you goodnight and tells you to text him if you’re on your way to school or if you’re heading home
  • or if you’re going out
  • actually even if he’s in korea or not, he always hast to be notified that you’re safe and sound in whatever place you went to
  • he even has your friends’ numbers saved on his phone so he can check on you when he’s far away
  • he even makes them promise to take care of you for him
  • you shouldn’t know that tho, so keep it a secret
  • and he always brings you stuff from abroad
  • sometimes its cute sometimes its random and just plain weird 
  • sometimes its weird but very useful
  • and he won’t admit that he got them because he thought of you when he saw it
  • how can something so evil be so fluffy
  • so all in all, he may be an evil, cocky, thoughtful, talented,caring, lowkey clingy guy
  • he’s still a wonderful boyfriend
  • and dating him?
  • it’s a damn wonderful long ass ride
Lost and found

Summary: What would you feel if you found out that everyone you used to know thought you are dead? What if the person you loved the most thought you were dead and nobody told him you weren’t? How would you break it down?

Warnings: Angsty-ish.


(Y/N) walked calmly down the New York streets. She stopped near the always majestic Stark Tower that stood as tall as always and somehow watched over the city and its inhabitants, making sure everyone were more or less safe. She sighed, with a light smile on her lips and carried on with her way. She noticed something on a light post just a few meters away from the tower; it was a paper stuck to it, but completely battered now. Looking closer, she recognized herself in it, above a question that read “Have you seen this girl?” and with a whole bunch of number available to call to for any information, even a reward was offered, and it was a hell lot of money. She took one and shoved it inside her bag and walked away, hurrying her footsteps to get as far from there as possible.

She got to her boss’s office, enraged and demanding an explanation.

“What the hell does this mean?” She yelled, taking the paper out and showing it.

“You might want to take a seat, agent (Y/L/N).” Replied the man on the other side of the desk with a calmed voice. He knew this moment would arrive, but nothing had prepared him for this unwanted conversation.


Somewhere, not very far away, Steve Rogers laid on a new bed. He had bought it a few months ago, after the team’s persistence to get rid of the old one because the love of his life was not coming back unless he knew a way of bringing the dead back to life, but neither him nor the rest knew if there was a chance of bringing them alive, so they didn’t try.

This was a smaller bed; it was big enough for one and a half and Steve, with all his heart, believe she was his half. He was a full man due to his size and the other things the super-soldier serum had done to him, but the way he remembered her, she was tiny, gorgeous, funny, and overall the woman that’s one of a kind.

“Steve…” Natasha’s soft voice dragged him out of the usual daydreaming about her. “The guys and I called for some pizzas and we thought you might want to join us…” Her voice lingered and slowly faded away. She bit her bottom lip and rested her head on the door frame. Steve looked at her for two seconds, but then looked away to the ceiling.

“Not hungry.” He retorted.

Natasha entered and left a plate with several slices of different kinds of pizza put together in a pile and two bottles of beer on the TV table in front of the bed. “I’ll leave this here if you get hungry and thirsty, and if you get lonely… just go and meet us downstairs.”

If I get lonely.” The blonde soldier repeated in an absent-minded voice. “Thank you, Natasha.”

“Steve, you know I didn’t mean to say that.” She sighed, almost as if she was apologizing for something unsaid. “I worry about you, ok? We all do. I know it’s hard to think (Y/N) is dead, but she is, and it’s about damn time you let her go.”

“The same way you all have done?” Steve asked, growing angrier and even more heartbroken.

“The same way she would have wanted us to do, Steve.” The Russian spy replied coldly. “Don’t forget she was my friend and that I’d known her for longer than you did.” She got out of Steve’s bedroom, slamming the door behind her slim figure and feeling even more hopeless to get both her friends back.

Steve felt lonelier than ever and as much as he hated to make his teammates feel bad for him, he couldn’t just go there and talk it out because they wouldn’t understand. Sure, she was everybody’s friend because who could resist her bubbly personality and sweet words? But no one felt like she had arrived to their lives to pull them back on earth, and surely nobody felt like she was a beacon in the middle of the night. No, because for Steve she was that and so much more.


“What do you mean Steve thinks I’m dead?” (Y/N) asked in a loud voice. Louder than it ever was. She paced around the room trying to find an explanation herself, but it all seemed too crazy and out of an action movie to be real. “Coulson, I am certainly not dead and I haven’t died!”

“I know—I know,” he replied, trying to sooth (Y/N), “but no one else knows that. Well, apart from Fury and Hill, of course.”

“What did you say?” (Y/N) asked again, feeling even more furious than before, but before Coulson could reply, she spoke again. “Fury knows everything, so what does he know?”

“Of course he knows you’re alive—(Y/N), please stop and take the damn seat. It makes me nervous to see you like that.”

“Oh, Coulson, it makes me nervous to find out that everyone I love thinks I’m dead!” She shot back, giving him a menacing look. “Steve and I were supposed to get married, to have kids and all that crap. I wanted that.” The tears started to pool in her eyes. “I wanted to fight side by side with the man I loved and the team that respected me so much—”

“Well, tough!” Coulson replied, feeling exhausted of the conversation. “I had a life too before SHIELD, you know? And I got killed and I was brought back and here I am, running a team and staying away from the one I love. None of us here got it easy, but we move on because that’s what we, agents, do.”

“I am not one of your soldiers, Coulson.” (Y/N) replied coldly and left the office.

Everyone awaited outside Coulson’s office to check out what happened and why all the crazy yelling, but all they got was a fuming (Y/N) that gave no answer and exalted Coulson trying to calm himself by taking deep breaths. May was the first and only one to go inside and with a serious voice, she warned Coulson.

“I don’t want to say I told you so, but you knew damn well this was gonna happen one day. You can’t expect (Y/N) to be away from New York—”

“Agent May, I don’t need this, thank you.” He sighed tiredly and pinched the bridge of his nose.


(Y/N) was far too nervous to do it, but she was already in the elevator on her way to the common room to back down and run away. It seemed like a lifetime since the last time she was there. Her hands were sweaty and her breathing was unsteady, and as she looked around she found everything as if it never changed, but she knew, deep inside, that things had changed and a lot. A soft voice, a very familiar voice, startled her.

“Miss (Y/L/N)?” JARVIS, the AI, asked. “I’m sorry to ask you this, but… is it really you?”

“Yes, J. This is me…” She replied nervously. “Can you please call Captain Rogers to go to the meeting room… if it still is where I think it is?”

“Not a problem.”


Steve was told to go to the meeting room, but he had not heard the usual pacing on the hallway on the way there. It was quiet and it seemed like there was nobody home, but it was JARVIS’s special order.

The soldier slowly walked towards the room, making up a hundred excuses if this was one of those ridiculous interventions from the Avengers. He was ready to put up a fight and a million ways of saying no, but what he saw there made him forget everything he had planned.

“Hello, Steve.” (Y/N) greeted. She was on the furthest seat, intertwining her hands on the table and looking as gorgeous as she ever did. “It’s been quite long, isn’t it?” She pointed at the chair that was near him to sit down, and he did, but it was more of a reflex act than something he wanted to do. The first thing he wanted to ask was— “Yes,” she said, dragging him out of his thoughts, “I am alive and I’m here and all that’s happening is real.”

“How?”

“I never died…” she explained; the words hurt more than she had thought, “I went missing and Fury found me before you guys did. He and Maria put me back together and then Coulson—”

“Coulson? As in Phil Coulson?” (Y/N) nodded, without giving him a worded answer. “He’s alive too? Why?”

“Steve, please calm down…” her jaw trembled and the tears pooled in her eyes, “I will tell you everything but I need you to calm down.”

She explained everything she had found out thanks to Skye, and she told him everything about the new team of agents Fury had put together, how different they were from the Avengers and the things they fought against and how she thought there was something wrong in SHIELD. They maintained the professional distance between them, even though their bodies longed to be close to one another.

(Y/N) was even more gorgeous than Steve’s blurry memories could remember, and she looked like she had been under some heavier training now. It was as if somebody changed the outside of the girl he wanted to spend the rest of his life with and changed for a woman, but deep inside this new woman he found, there were remains of his (Y/N).

“Why didn’t you call?” Steve asked after the long explanation. He still found hard to believe what he heard, but after seeing aliens, the Norse god of thunder and being brought back to life, he could get used to hearing some strange news. “I mean… you could’ve told me you were fine…”

“I couldn’t do it. Melinda kept a close eye on both Coulson and I because we had connections with the outside world. We both had our lives tied to someone else…” She looked down at her lap and stayed in silence for a while. “I’m sorry if this makes everything worse. It was not my intention.”

“At least I know you’re not dead, (Y/N)…” he shrugged, “I knew you weren’t.”

“I just came by to say howdy… I gotta go now.” She sighed and stood up. “Please, move on… I’m alive, I’m fine and that’s pretty much all you need to know.”

“You’re gonna leave again?” Steve stood up and stopped (Y/N) before she could run away.

“I have to… it’s my job.”

“Please, don’t go…” Steve pleaded, holding (Y/N)’s hand and gazing into her eyes, looking for that spark that he knew she still had and it would prevent her from escaping his life again. “We need to you.”

She smiled and placed a soft hand on the soldier’s cheek. “You’re Earth’s Mightiest Heroes, you don’t need me.”

I need you.”  Steve corrected, and leaned to gently crash his mouth on hers. They needed one another so badly that it hurt. He longed to hold her in his arms once again, and he loved the taste of her lips and how they naturally molded to his.

She pushed him away, knowing that if she had stayed just one second more, she would have surrendered to his words. She had a job and she couldn’t just leave it.

“I’m sorry, Steve.”

I’m Here

Prompt: Jin comforts you after you have a nightmare about him leaving

Genre: angst, fluff

Word Count: 1367


He was packing, or rather, had finished packing, and the home you used to share now seemed to be left bare. Little trinkets and Mario toys were taken away and placed carefully in a suitcase, leaving behind spots on surfaces where dust couldn’t reside before. Clothes you had forgotten were his because of how often you’d wear them were gone, leaving a bigger hole than you thought they could. Not that you ever imagined this to happen in the first place.

Seokjin, why?


“I really wish we could, but everything is just so busy and I don’t feel like it’s right for you to have to wait so long to see me for such a short period of time before I need to leave again.”


You tried to protest. That was just a given for you to be with him, and the two of you already had plenty of conversations about the issues that arose with his work, but everything was resolved with reassurance and quality time whenever he was able to be with you. You were ok. He knows that!

The protest bubbled in your chest and you opened your mouth to speak, but nothing was spoken into the air. No words were formed.


Why can’t I speak?! I need to tell him!



“I wish we could be together forever.”


We can!


“The plans we made for our future…”


Seokjin! Stop, please!


“Right now, nothing is working. I don’t think I can keep the promises I made to you. You shouldn’t hold yourself back from life because of me.”


No! We talked about this!


“And I know how persistent you can be when you set your mind on something, and it’s really admirable…but because of that, you wouldn’t let yourself live as happily as I want you to-”


I am happy! Who told you this?!


“-so I’ll do it…For both of us, I think it would be better if we weren’t together anymore because of my job and how it affects your life. I just want you to be happy. I would hug you and kiss you, but I’m afraid that if I do, I’ll never be able to let go, so…the best I can do is this.”

You began crying as he solemnly brought his hand to his lips and sent a kiss to you by mournfully extending his arm back toward you. You tried to grab his hand and beg him to stay, to listen to you, but he was just out of your reach.

You could only watch the tears fall from his eyes.


He turned.



You yelled.




He left.




You cried and screamed his name, trying desperately to run after him, to find him, but everything was dark and you were confused and terrified and it felt like ropes were wrapping themselves securely around your torso to keep you from moving forward, to keep you from him.

You fought them with all your strength, but they were too strong. You could only sob, words too broken to be understood.

The sound of Seokjin’s voice calling your name further crushed the shattered pieces of your heart into dust. Your body was shaking violently and you couldn’t breathe. Hot pressure was crushing your chest and your name continued to be called.


“Please wake up!”

You jolted, eyes snapping open and frantically tried to get rid of the ropes tying you down. It took a few moments for you to realize that there weren’t any ropes. Only Seokjin holding you upright, securely in his arms. The violent shaking was him trying to rouse you as gently as possible and the burning, suffocating pressure was him pressing your body against his chest. The fresh, clean scent that belonged uniquely to him filled your nose. The smell of safety brought relief, flooding your senses to fight off panic, and all you could do was curl your fists into his shirt and continue to cry as he rocked you back and forth, rubbing circles into your back, murmuring words of comfort and pressing kisses to the crown of your head.

“It’s ok. You’re ok, it was only a dream. Everything’s ok. I’m here, it’s ok, I’m here. Just hold onto me and breathe. Can you do that for me? Breathe in-”

You sucked in a stuttering breath of air.

“And out…”

The air left too quickly and your lungs returned to the panicked hyperventilation for a moment until Seokjin’s voice brought you back.

“That’s ok, you’re ok. Try again, come on. In…and out. Good, good job. You’re doing so well. Again, c’mon,” he urged gently.


After a minute or so, your breathing and heart rate had calmed down, but you were still shuddering. Seokjin held onto you in the dark, the silence broken only by your deep breaths as you clung to him.

He was so warm and comforting.

He softly rubbed his hands over your arms, lightly massaging the muscles sore from shivering and tensing. “Are you feeling better?”

You wordlessly nodded and nestled further into him. He protectively rested his head on yours and sat there in silence, allowing you to simply feel his breath and listen to his heartbeat until you were comfortable with talking.


“Y-you…you left m-me,” you finally managed to explain, bursting into tears again.

Seokjin wordlessly held you tight and rocked you again, waiting patiently for you to regain composure so as to not rush you and stress you out. When you calmed down, he asked why he left.

“Because of being an i-idol, and I know, I know that both of us have talked about t-this and we’re ok, but that’s why I was so con-confused and scared. I thought I did something wrong and I c-couldn’t say anything and you’re ok, right? Y-you’re ok about us?”

Seokjin pulled back from the hug a little to look you in the eye. He cupped you face in his hands and brushed away stray tears still lingering on your cheeks. “Yes. I have no doubt that I want to stay with you for a very long time. Forever, even. I do feel bad more often than I would like to admit because of the way you have to live because of me, but the reassurance that you’re ok and that you love me with all your heart regardless of how late I get home or wherever in the world I may be…How can I not love you? It was just a bad dream. I would never just walk out on you based off of such a weak excuse like that. I love you. I love you so much and I don’t want to leave you and the fact that you don’t want to leave me makes me love you so much more. Please don’t have that dream again, but if that Seokjin comes back, if he says that crap again, just laugh at him. Look him dead in the eye and laugh at him and his stupidity.”

You giggled.

“Hey, what does a dog say when it sees a wall?”

“Seokjin, I swear to God-”

“Wol wol!!” He began laughing.

“That’s not even a new joke! You’ve already said this!”

“Isn’t it funny?”

“No!” You squirmed out of his hold and lay back down, turning your back to him. “I’m going back to sleep.”

“What color is a hamburger?”

“Burgundy! Go to bed, I don’t wanna talk to you anymore!”

He lay down next to you, wrapping his arms around your torso and squishing your body to back into his chest. You protested and tried to wriggle away, but he wouldn’t let you. Your kicking only tangled the two of you further into the sheets.

You stopped fighting him when he kissed the back of your neck softly, solemnly.

“I love hearing you smile.”

“That doesn’t make any sense.”

“Yes it does. You can hear it in someone’s voice when they smile. I love hearing your smile. It makes me happy too.”

You turned around and looked up at him. “Thank you, Seokjin.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He pressed a kiss to your lips and held you close, playing with your hair until you fell sound asleep in his arms.

4

So, remember how I said I was going through a really frustrating art block and having and art style crisis?
Well, while so, I came accross this cute challenge.

Basically what you have to do is draw something by yourself, pick some artists and draw the same thing in their style so I did the phanart version of this. Technically this is about drawing in your friends’ style but since I don’t have enough friends for that I just drew in the style of my faves haha-
And then you compliment something you really like about each person’s style and it’s all nice and happy.

Also! Just to spread some love in the phanart community, if anyone else wants to do this challenge please tag with #phanartstylechallenge and I’ll be sneaking around to follow some new phanartists I don’t know yet since I’m actually quite new.
You can pick as many artists as you want or do the drawings as complex as you want! This is just for fun. Absolutely no cheating though, I shouldn’t be even saying this but art theft is not okay.

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The Story of Us

PROLOGUE || 1 || 2 || 3 || 4 || 5 || 6 || 7 || 8 || 9 || 10 || 

Chapter Eleven: Tightrope Dreamer

Word Count: 6779

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“Be down in a second!” Mabel calls out to Thomas followed by a squeak directed at Riley.

“Meow.” Riley giggles softly, referencing a previous ‘scaredy cat’ comment Mabel made about herself.

Mabel stands by Riley’s bed completely frozen. 

“Go on then.” Riley giggles as she gives Mabel a gentle shove. “He’s waiting.” 

“Come with me?” Mabel asks hopefully. 

“I can’t come with you.” Riley’s soft laughter continues.

Eventually, Mabel does make her way downstairs and opens Jed’s front door. She jumps a little in place when she finds Thomas standing directly on the other side of it. 

“Sorry.” He chuckles quietly with a gaze pointed at the ground. He looks up slowly, focussing mainly on her clothes. “Are you in pyjamas?”

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Upside Down (part 4)

Intro: I kinda wanted to pull them apart before I put them together, so the next two chapters are focused on that.  Love is hard.  And running away from feelings is sometimes easier than facing them.  

Pairing: Scotty x reader (and best friend!Jim Kirk)

Word Count:  1,616

Warnings: totally 100% fake engineering everything, (I was too lazy to actually come up with proper terms so I just made up words), eventual injury, swears.

Summary: The starting point for this fic was Scotty x reader who loves engineering as much as he does.  So that’s where I went with this fic.  You are second-in-command engineer and Scotty one day ends up being in charge, much to your chagrin.  You butt heads.  Scotty gets hurt.  Feelings get hurt (mostly my own).  Welcome to my trashcan.

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“You look like crap.” A voice naggled at you, rousing you from your sleep, but you didn’t open your eyes or lift your head, assuming it was Jim coming to say hi. 

That was until a set of fingers tightened on yours, making your eyes fly open and your head pop up. 

“Scotty?” You breathed, squinting in the bright lights of the room to see Scotty with his head propped up and his eyes open, a small smile on his mouth. 

“Have you eaten anything recently, lass, you look worn down to the bone.” Scotty worried, his hand releasing yours to brush across your cheek softly, making your breath catch and tears prick at your eyes. 

“You can’t say much, you don’t look so good yourself.” You joked with a watery laugh. 

Scotty dropped his hand back to the bed, this time not touching yours.  He furrowed his brow as he looked at you, “Shouldn’t you be running our ship?" 

You huffed a laugh, feeling a warmth in your chest when he called it ‘our’ ship as he usually referred to it as 'his’ ship. 

"Yeah, well my shift doesn’t start until…” You checked your watch, your shift started 20 minutes ago, “now, but I left Riley in charge.”

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Here we go…

I got around to analyzing the Cross x Dream comic, and, well, let’s just say I found some stuff I kinda wanted to bring attention to… whoops… sorry in advance? (I’m not trying to hurt anyone, I’m just being overly observant as usual.)

And no, this actually isn’t another rant about how Nightmare is unloved, thank goodness. This is supposed to be half comedy, so only take it half seriously. My strong reactions to things are for comedic effect, I mean. In fact, most of it is simply my reactions to the comic while I was reading it.

I don’t own any of the images used.

Update: Since the Cross x Dream comic was abruptly discontinued, this post doesn’t have much importance anymore, but I’m still going to leave this here for… historical purposes? Yeah, let’s just go with that.

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softecat  asked:

idk if youre still doing this but what about best boy Mista?

Y’know what? I’m gonna roast the entirety of Buccellati’s gang.

First off, we have Giorno “Piss Drinker” Giovanna, the son of Dio Brando. Much like his father, Giorno has a questionable taste in fashion. Where did Giorno get a vest with ladybug nipples? Why does said vest have a boob window? Why does his hair have donuts in it? So many questions, but all I know is that he once stole Koichi’s luggage like a BASTARD. What the hell is your issue, Giorno?

(Not that Dio’s other children are better. Donatello looks like a tennis ball, Rikiel looks like a half-built cow cosplay (or Bruno’s brother), and Ungalo is Ungalo.)

Right after Giorno is fashion disaster Pannacotta Fugo. Holy crap would be the best term to describe whatever he’s wearing. You know how Kanye West advertises clothing with holes in them? I bet you $100 bucks that Fugo had some involvement in making it. And who the hell wears a tie UNDERNEATH their suit? Fuck Fugo, fuck his stupid hole suit, and fuck that one variant where he looks like a swiss cheese gijinka;

You wanna know the real reason why Fugo disappeared in Vento Aureo? Because everybody in Passione laughed at his stupid suit.

After Fugo comes everybody’s favorite four-hating weirdo, Guido Mista. What an appropriate first name, huh? I will give Mista some credit, though - getting rid of those sandals was a good move. He should have gotten rid of the rest of his suit, especially the helmet he wears. Is that a blue arrow on it, or is it a dick? And what kind of shirt is he wearing? A sweater crop-top? Do those even exist?

(Update: They do. Hm. Well, I guess I can roast his pants. Is he trying to pull a Dio and wear reverse-assless chaps?)

Narancia Ghirga has got the chin to end all chins. This orange boy loves Hey Arnold so much that he’s even got the shirt-skirt thing that Arnold has. Unfortunately, Narancia forgot that Arnold wears a red shirt, not an orange one. And what’s up with his shoes? Did he wrap up some onion rings with string? It’d be reasonable, coming from a man who got 28 from multiplying 16 and 55.

Up next is Leone Abbacchio, known by many as “Linkin Park’s biggest fan”. This dude’s hair is so spiky, I think he bleached an octopus and put its tentacles on his head. His suit itself is alright when compared to everyone else’s clothes, but it still looks wrong. It’s like if CD-i Link became the third member of Twenty One Pilots. The only difference is that CD-i Link would make TOP’s music good, while Leone wouldn’t change anything about it.

I wonder what would happen if Leone, Foo Fighters, and Rohan combined their egg-shells. Would Jouta pop out of the egg? I hope not.

Last, but not least, is the leader of the gang, Bruno “Zipper Fetishist” Buccellati. This coconut-head motherfucker has the second-tackiest suit in the entirety of his gang, right after Cheesy Fugo himself. What are those black things covering Buccellati’s suit? Sperm? Spoons? Stop signs? I know what needs to stop, and it’s Buccellati wearing that abomination of a suit.