it weirds me out or something

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December 17 - “I’m personally offended that you didn’t ask me to be your fake date.” Remy/Darcy for @iamaboojum (Sabrina)

Written by @ozhawkauthor

Darcy hated being a third wheel almost, but not quite as much as she hated missing parties. So she tagged along behind Jane and Thor and tried very hard not to resent that everyone, and she meant literally everyone, seemed to have found a date to bring to Tony and Pepper’s wedding. Even Vision, who was doing something that she would have described as eye-fucking with Wanda if thinking about Vis as a sexual being didn’t completely weird her out.

“Couldn’t even get a fucking fake-date,” she grumbled at Maria Hill, “since you got in first with Steve.”

“I’m ever so sorry,” Maria said in a completely insincere tone. “I’m sure you could have found someone. What about Peter?”

Parker??? Are you kidding me? He’s barely half my age, and underage, besides!” Darcy picked up her wineglass and drained it. “Same goes for all the other kids from Xavier’s.”

“They’re not all kids.” Maria’s eyes slid past her. “You could have asked LeBeau. He came alone.”

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Apparently Ajit Pai (yeah, the FCC guy) dated the roomie of a friend of mine and was so creepy they broke up on the third date. They were watching a crappy movie and when she seemed bored he dismissively asked, “what, you want me to eat you out or something?” and she was so weirded out she immediately left.

I know this is gonna go under your internal “and the whole bus clapped”-dar but my friend was so shook when she realized the bad date was THAT Ajit Pai she had to retreat to the bathroom and make a phone call.

anonymous asked:

Are there any pokemon designs that make u kinda uncomfortable? Like conkledur weirds me out, i don't dislike it its just, something about it...

Swoobat! This thing has a lot of design choices that seem like they’re part of a larger narrative I’m just not seeing, especially the fused ears. I still think it’s pretty cute though.

anonymous asked:

whats weird to me about the RT score is that critics are loving last jedi while audiences are hating it

I honestly don’t know, and tbh I don’t care! If people didn’t enjoy it that’s their opinion. 

(Sidenote: People who look to websites like Rotten Tomatoes to decide if they should go and see a film or not, that is alien to me, like decide for yourself if you think a film is worth seeing? Just because some asshole got a degree in journalism doesn’t mean his out-of-5 rating is dependent on whether I’m going to see something I’m interested in or not lol fuck em)

Be More Chill Possession AU Diary Entry #2

10/4/17

Dear Diary,

The SQUIP doesn’t know this is a thing or at least it’s not acting like it. It’s going through some weird system update right now so it’s going to be off for a while. I’m scared what it means by system update, the black outs are getting worse. I went to visit Michael yesterday, I remember saying hey then seeing his face before the black out.

I think it’s taking over my body. I don’t know how or why but it is. And I think that’s what happened to Michael. It took me over and did something to him. And now my dad’s avoiding me. He has a bruise on his cheek I know wasn’t there yesterday. Did I do that to him? Why would the SQUIP make me do that?

I’m going to try talking to Christine today and see what happens.

-Jeremy Heere

OMG

I hit 50 followers i’m so happy I am a loser I never knew I could get 10 but 50 it might not be a lot but I don’t even post a lot but soon i will bc i delete all my cc so i’m downloading all my friends cc xD so a new legacy and guess what they will not be gay and theres something weird bc all my sims are gay so ya there u go and have a good day u crazy people who follow me!

Edit: btw i will start tagging my stuff loook at me go im growing up look at me wow

kalikstus  asked:

Your project is very inspiring! Can I ask how do you keep yourself motivated?

Thanks! :D

Motivation is definitely hard to figure out. I don’t always have motivation to work on my projects–even now, I’m struggling to get back into the swing of things after NaNoWriMo! But back in 2014 I learned something that helped quite a lot.

First I read a book called The War of Art, by Steven Pressfield. It’s a bit weird, but I highly recommend it. Second, I participated in my first National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). What these both taught me is that momentum is better than motivation. If I seriously wanted to finish any of my creative projects, I had to sit down and do the work. I wouldn’t always be inspired, but if it was something I believed in, I had to treat it like any other job.

Not that it was terrible and joyless. Yes, some days I dislike my projects because they’re not good enough or too difficult to make or because I think nobody will care… but for the most part, consistently sitting down to work is surprisingly freeing. I keep a list of tasks, all broken down into the smallest possible elements. That makes it really easy to check off multiple things in one day. Checking stuff off feels good. :)

Another thing I learned is the principle of the rough draft. This started out as a writing thing, but ended up working just as well for art, programming, etc. The idea is simple: get something, anything down even if it’s the worst thing you’ve ever seen. Only when that’s complete can you edit. This should free you from the paralyzing trap of looking at your work and thinking it’s not good enough, starting over, and thus spinning your wheels until you’re exhausted.

Something to keep in mind is the cycle of creativity and relaxation. You need rest so you don’t burn out. Take time to play video games or read books or hang out with friends–whatever inspires you or recharges you. Ideally, you’re working on your project (even just 15 minutes) and taking time to relax each day. You’d be surprised at how many little chunks of free time you have to do this!

Hopefully this helps! :)

maskrosfe  asked:

i don't know about this thing really but it really seems like these peeps where out to somehow get you or something? making a mistake and apologizing for it isn't,,, problematic???? i agree that you don't deserve unsincere communication and shit from people who doesn't even seem to care about solving anything. I hope they leave you the fuck alone and that you don't have to deal with it :-(

Yeah it’s just… creepy because it’s not like random friends coming at me. They’re all in a friend group and they DESPISE me. Either for something petty like not wanting to be around them anymore or disliking their friends.

So they just pass around stuff I apologized for or that they desperately wanna act like is problematic and then make drama out of it. It’s weird and sad and I get the feeling there’s most likely going to be some massive falling out seeing how poorly they treat friendships lol

This is barely coherent because I’m exhausted but

I FIGURED OUT WHAT SEEMED OFF ABOUT LANCE IN SEASON 4

So first in season 3 we see the relationship they’ve been building up between Keith and Lance for like 2 SEASONS really blossom. Like they’re BFFs. Lance is Keith’s impulse control. Keith is Lance’s comfort. They’re all cool and stuff.

Then, in 4.01 Keith leaves. Lance thinks joining the Blades will make Keith happy, so he’s like, okay cool. Then Pidge goes to find Matt and comes back with this guy who makes bad jokes and flirts with Allura (sound familiar?) but is also super smart and mature and good at fighting and stuff. I don’t think it’s too much of a reach to say this is Lance’s worst fear –– someone shows up who’s like him but ‘better’, more worthy of his friends’ attention, meaning he gets rejected. But no big deal, right? Ain’t no one rejecting him yet.

But then when Matt flirts with Allura (in like the dorkiest way possible omg save him) she blushes and doesn’t insult him or anything, which for her is responding pretty positively, or at least moreso than she does with Lance. And then Shiro (y’know, Lance’s hero) is all MATT?? I LOVE MATT!! And then Matt forms the Tech Nerd Dream Team™ with Hunk and Pidge, Lance’s best friends from the Garrison. (Basically, Matt is a lot like Lance, but ‘better’ and adored by people the way Keith was.)

The next time we see Lance, instead of being his social butterfly self and getting to know the new guy, he’s holed up in his room in the dark in the middle of the day, looking tense and marathoning video games.

Okay, though. Maybe that’s okay. People play video games. No biggie. But first of all, that doesn’t seem like Lance. He’s the social guy. He’s the last person I’d expect to be holed up in his room playing video games in the dark in the middle of the day, especially when a cool new person just showed up. Lance loves people. Lance loves getting to know people (see: Taking Flight, The Depths, the Voltron Show!, Changing of the Guard, and literally every episode with new aliens).

But even if you disagree, consider this: in the Paladin Handbook, Crystal Venom, and Eye of the Storm, we see that when Lance has time to himself, he uses it to relax (napping, chilling with a good lemonade, going to the pool). There are two ways people spend free time: relaxation and stimulation. Video games are definitely a form of stimulation. When are you more likely to choose stimulating activities, even if you’re more into relaxation in your time off? When you’re trying to distract yourself from something.

^ picture by breeceesall (So sorry!!)

(Lance is answer choice D. I accidentally originally said B because I just glanced at it and that was a mistake, thanks to celestialdefenders for pointing that out!)

(By the way, side note: when Allura and Coran come to get Lance to milk Kaltenecker and they all leave the room, he says something like, “Okay, let’s get this over with”… and it sounded… off to me? Like he was covering up the insecure layer and going back to business… I dunno maybe I just heard it weird, I’m not really counting this as a point.)

The last thing Lance would do is tell anyone about all of this inner turmoil. After all, the only times he voices or even admits to himself his own insecurities are to strangers (Escape From Beta Traz) and to… well, Keith (Tailing a Comet, the infamous leave the math to Pidge scene). Who’s gone.

And I don’t think it bothers Lance as much when he has stuff to keep his mind off it (in the Voltron Show, they’re doing his favorite part of the war effort. Of course he seems happy and lighthearted!). But.

Pidge and Hunk were already starting to distance themselves from him and form their own li’l Tech Nerds Unite team as early as season 1. Now they have Matt to further finish off the new-and-improved Garrison Trio, this time without Lance. They definitely aren’t doing it on purpose, and probably don’t even realize that they’re doing it. Obviously everyone loves Lance. But they don’t show it, because they don’t realize they have to. He seems so happy and confident. But to Lance, I can see how it would seem like Pidge and Hunk have replaced him.

And now Keith, who was quickly becoming Lance’s closest friend, strongest teammate, and the most likely to understand what he’s going through, has left. Meaning Lance is, for all intents and purposes, alone.

Dude, if I were Lance, I’d be sitting in the dark marathoning video games too.


EDIT: wingedkeith made a really good point and said I could add it in!

“I just wanted to add on something: at the end of season 3, we see lance’s insecurities as he claims that he’s the “one pilot too many” and says he’s going to step down. So this boy already feels sort of useless, and then Matt comes along and seems to “replace” him in every aspect with the team. I’m not really sure what we can draw from that, but it’s something I noticed and thought you’d also find it interesting that it isn’t just season 4 where Lance starts to feel this way, but season 3 as well, and that means it’ll probably carry over into season 5, where Jeremy (I think?) said that Lance will have a pretty big character arc.”

Further proof that this part of Lance’s arc has been a long time coming. Majorly in season 3 and even before then in Escape From Beta Traz, he has always felt like a seventh wheel. This started out as really subtle and it’s been getting less and less so. Which means Lance’s insecurities will probably definitely be a really big factor later on!

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I know that @higharollakockamamie has done amazing translations for ffxv’s comic anthology already, but I really liked this story about Noct and the black chocobo, so I scanlated it xD (I should’ve finished this weeks ago but I didn’t bc I love procrastinating orz)

Comments from author Hanten Sharoh (反転シャロウ): When it comes to FFXV, I’m all about the side quests! And the bounty hunts! So I smashed my passion into the script of this manga. The side quest related to the black chocobo was especially heartwarming, and I definitely recommend it to anyone who has not done it yet!

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This comics are getting worst and worst, shout out to @badficniverse for giving me the headcanon of connie being a sonic fan, go follow them #vorewarning

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“Gee, Mister. You must know Wedge Antilles really well. What’s your name?” “Luke Skywalker, at your service!” — Star Wars: X-Wing Rogue Squadron Special

Sweaters uwu

Rich Goranski’s presquip wardrobe is sweaters ok 

BTS / Mafia AU - Your first kiss after an arranged marriage

REQUEST: Sooo here is a request ❤❤  Exo or Bts Mafia Au .. (Again with arranged marriege) buuutt this time like the first time they kiss you or your wedding night .. Btw love your blog 😊😊            

thank you for this request, i hope you enjoy! 💕

OTHER MAFIA AUs: BTS / EXO / GOT7

WARNING: some strong language & sexual themes.


Jin

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

It felt like this night was going on forever. You hated public gatherings but this was far worse than anything you could have imagined. You said hi to at least fifty people in the last ten minutes alone.

The only thing that made this night a little less exhausting was the fact that Jin wasn’t leaving your side. He had his hand on your waist and politely guided you around, expertly avoiding people he didn’t like so neither of you would have to say hi to them.

“I’m probably having the worst night of my life,” you admitted, sipping your third glass of champagne and still feeling as sober as ever.

“Come on, am I really that bad?” Jin asked with a half-smile.

“It’s not you,” you said. “It’s the people. They’re all so boring. And this ball, in general. What’s the point of it? If it’s to bore me to death, then it succeeded.”

Jin laughed at this. “I might know a solution to your problem.”

“Oh?” you looked at him, suddenly very interested. “At this point, I’m up for anything.”

“Let’s go, then,” Jin said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He pulled you to the back of the venue, next to the kitchens, where he opened one of the cupboards the janitors used and revealed his very own secret stash of alcohol. Gasping in excitement, you grabbed the first bottle you saw.

“If I get too drunk to walk, do you promise you’ll help me get home?” you asked before opening the bottle.

Jin laughed. “Always.”

You nodded, opening the bottle and taking a swig without bothering about glasses.

“Okay, easy, now,” Jin warned, after noticing that you haven’t stopped drinking and there was now less than half of the liquid left in the bottle.

You finally pulled the bottle away, wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, and smiled at him.

“Now this ball seems much better,” you told him with glittering eyes while Jin grabbed the bottle from your hands and finished it off.

Less than fifteen minutes later, the two of you were so drunk that you couldn’t see straight and all of a sudden, everything seemed ten times as hilarious. You were both surprised to learn that both of you were very cuddly when drunk.

You walked down the venue hand-in-hand, or stopped in the middle of the room to cuddle, making people stop and stare with smiles on their faces.

“Young love,” people from older generations muttered as they watched the two of you laugh at the way Jin’s bow tie spun when he moved it.

Soon, however, you raised your eyes from Jin’s bow tie to meet his eyes, and slowly your laughter died down. Jin stopped moving too, once your eyes met.

It felt like a special moment passed between you two. Everything was no longer funny. Instead of that, both of you felt the indescribable urge to feel each other’s lips.

You raised your hand, clumsily brushing it along his cheek and touching his lips. Jin whimpered at your touch and grabbed your wrist, stopping you.

Another moment passed.

And then finally, Jin leaned in, connecting your lips and sparking an energy so strong that it felt as if the lights of the venue had gone out for a moment. As you felt his lips on yours, you felt such a grandiose feeling; it was as if this was everything you’ve waited for in life. The culmination of the movie. The highest peak of your story.

Jin pulled away momentarily, taking your face into his hands.

“Take a deep breath,” he said to you, breathlessly. “Because I’m going to kiss you again, but this time, I’m not pulling away.”


Suga

Originally posted by the9397

It was your first proper date after the wedding and the two of you looked like you were two teenagers out on a first date.

Yoongi had shyly asked if he could hold your hand and you blushed before agreeing. You had never imagined that a man as dangerous as him could also be so soft and caring. But he kept on surprising you. Like, when you sat down for some ice cream and he carefully brushed the ice cream from the side of your mouth, forcing your heart to race. Or how he moved you to a side when a careless boy on a bike drove through a puddle and almost splashed you.

Then, once the date was nearing the end and the two of you were almost home, Yoongi stopped suddenly.

“You know what I just realized?” he asked.

“What?”

“That I’m going to miss a crucial part of a date,” he said. “I can’t walk you home. Because we live together.”

You laughed at this. “Is it really that crucial?”

“Of course! That’s when the kiss happens!”

A smile spread across your face at this, causing Yoongi to smile back at you.

“Well, you can walk me to my bedroom…” you suggested. “And if things go right, I might invite you in for some coffee…”

“Coffee, huh?” Yoongi’s smile was now from ear to ear. “I love drinking coffee in bedrooms.”

You laughed at this and both of you continued to walk until you reached your house. Then, with glittering eyes, the two of you headed up the stairs and stopped just outside of your bedroom.

“I feel a lot of pressure right now,” Yoongi admitted, laughing a little.

You smiled. “You don’t have to—”

“I want to,” he interrupted you with a reassuring nod. “Believe me. I really want to.”

You had nothing to reply and suddenly the only sound in the hallway was the loud beating of both of your hearts. Somehow, they managed to find a rhythm.

Yoongi leaned into you and finally touched your lips with his own, and the two of you moved in perfect synchronization with the beat of your hearts. Neither one of you needed air anymore. You were breathing each other.

Yoongi pulled away a moment later. “Was that right?”

You smiled, remember the conversation you had earlier. Slowly, you turned the handle of your bedroom door, allowing him to enter.

“It was more than right,” you said, waiting until he stepped inside. “I want you to do that again.”

You closed the door and watched Yoongi turn around to face you. “I can do so much more than that.”


J-Hope

Originally posted by theseoks

Hoseok was acting weird. He seemed distant and unhappy. You tried to give him some space, thinking that maybe he was just stressed and anxious about a job he had to do. But two weeks later, he still walked around the house with a sullen expression. Finally, you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Hoseok,” you said, as the two of you sat at the dinner table next to each other. “You’ve been poking your food for the past fifteen minutes. What’s wrong?”

Hoseok raised his head and looked at you with a spaced-out expression. “Nothing’s wrong.”

“No, something is definitely wrong,” you disagreed. “You’ve been weird. I thought you’d get better but you just seem to be getting worse. Seriously, what’s wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?”

Hoseok put the cutlery down and sighed. “I don’t think this is working.”

Your stomach dropped.

“What is?” you asked slowly. “Are you talking about us?”

Hoseok nodded.

“I don’t know why you’re even with me,” he said dryly. “My family doesn’t even make that much money in comparison to others. And I’m just not good enough for you. You could do so much better.”

Your eyes widened as you listened to this. “What the hell are you talking about? Where is this coming from?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “It’s what I’ve come to realize. I don’t want to trap you here like we’re living in some modern-life Beauty and the Beast. You can leave if you—”

Groaning, you got up from your seat, grabbed your face in his hands and placed a kiss on his mouth, effectively shutting him up. When you pulled away a second later, Hoseok looked like he’s been shaken to the core.

“I’m sorry I just did that,” you said. “But I’m also not sorry at all. I don’t know why you’re suddenly saying any of those things, but I don’t want to leave. Why would I? You’re everything I could want and more.”

Hoseok just blinked as if he had completely lost the ability to speak.

“You don’t want to leave?” he asked quietly a few minutes later.

“Of course not!” you said, almost angry now. “Why would I ever want to leave? I’m not stupid, I know very well I’d never find anyone as caring, as humble, and as beautiful as you.”

Hoseok swallowed. “Are you just saying that to make me feel better?”

“I’m not,” you said. “I’m saying that to make you see that everything you said before was complete nonsense and—”

“Can you kiss me again?”

“I—yes. Yes, I can.”

And you did. Many times. Over and over. And you would have kissed him as many times as he wanted if only that helped him see that he was the one for you. Even though you didn’t choose to marry him, you wouldn’t have traded what you had with him for anything.


RM

Originally posted by aestheticpinkjoon

You and Namjoon were cuddling on the couch in the living room, watching a third action movie in a row. If the first two kept you at the edge of your seat, this last one was basically putting both of you to sleep. The action and drama were still there, but you two were simply too tired to experience any adrenaline.

With hazy eyes, you raised your head from Namjoon’s chest to check if he was awake, and were surprised to find him already staring at you.

“Hi,” you said lamely and saw him smile at this.

“Hey,” he replied. “Are you tired?”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “But I don’t want to move.”

“Don’t,” Namjoon said, wrapping his arms around your waist under the blanket that covered you both. “Let’s stay like this.”

“But aren’t you tired?”

“I am,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. “But I’m also comfortable here. Like this.”

You smiled in content, raising your head again to place a quick thank-you kiss on his cheek, only Namjoon turned his head. You gasped in shock when your lips came in contact with his, but you were too tired to jump away from him.

You pulled away a few centimeters to look at him and saw his shocked face.

“I’m sorry, I wanted to—” you started.

“Can I?” Namjoon cut you off. “Kiss you, I mean. On the lips. Please?”

Swallowing, you nodded, and after a few quick – but torturous – moments, his lips touched yours again. Neither one of you pulled away now, as he held your lips between his in a kiss that none of you realized you’ve been waiting for.

Your hands wrapped around his neck as the movie playing in the background seemed to go silent, and the only important sound in the room was the sound of your hearts beating against each other in your chests, and the sound of your lips brushing against each other in heated kisses. And this created a melody so beautiful that both of you wanted to listen to it for the rest of your lives.


Jimin

Originally posted by baking-suga-kookies

All through the concert that Jimin sneaked you into, you couldn’t believe that it was truly happening. You were seeing your favorite band perform live only because your husband dared to risk his reputation and his safety by dragging you out of the house, despite his family’s protests.

You knew very well the two of you were going to get into a lot of trouble. You could be kicked out of the house. Out of the family, even.

But as you listened to your favorite song play and watched the reflection of the stage lights in the eyes of the light-haired boy next to you, you didn’t care about anything that was going to happen after tonight.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Jimin told you all of a sudden.

You hadn’t even realized you’ve been looking at him all of this time. “Why not?”

“Because this look in  your eyes makes me want to kiss you.”

Overwhelmed by the wide range of emotions you’ve been experiencing, you exhaled slowly, and told him, “Do it,” in a challenging tone.

Jimin wasted no time, pulling you closer to him, and capturing your lips between his before you could change your mind. But you weren’t going to. You were just scared of not getting enough of him, because the feeling of his soft lips moving against yours and his hands roaming up and down your sides, was addicting.

When Jimin pulled away, you saw need in his eyes, and you were sure he saw the same thing in yours.

“Kiss me again,” you whispered.

And he did.

He kept kissing you through every song, and even the songs that you didn’t like very much became your favorite ones when his lips were on yours.

Once the concert was over, and you asked Jimin what his favorite part of the show was, he turned to look at you, and with no hesitation whatsoever, replied, “You.”


V

Originally posted by xxtaetaexx

Taehyung had already told you that he didn’t want to date anyone else. And yet, despite knowing that he took his marriage seriously, you still felt insecure.

“I don’t understand why you don’t want to go to the ball with me,” Taehyung said, already standing in a suit, on his way out of the door. “It would be really rude of us if I showed up alone since we were both invited.”

“Tell them I’m sick or something,” you said, shrugging your shoulders.

“No, but tell me the reason why you don’t want to go,” Taehyung continued to push you. “Is it because of me? Do you not want to appear in public with me or something?”

You looked down. “No. It’s rather the opposite.”

“What?” Taehyung frowned in confusion. “What do you mean? You think I don’t want to go out with you?”

You didn’t answer that but you didn’t have to. He understood.

“Y/n, please tell me the reason why you refuse to go to this ball with me isn’t because you think you’re not worthy of me or something,” he said. “Because if it is, then it’s the most stupid reason ever.”

“It’s not stupid,” you told him, finally daring to look up at him again. “Look, if you weren’t stuck being married to me, you could have anyone you want. So, frankly, I just don’t understand why are you even wasting your time with me.”

“First of all, I’m not wasting my time. Second of all, I’m not stuck. I could get out of this marriage if I wanted to. But I don’t.”

“Right. You say that now but your opinion might change,” you said. “Maybe you just don’t realize that you’re out of my league and that under normal circumstances, I’d never have a chance with you. You’d never want me and—”

Your words got stuck in your throat when you felt his lips on yours.  Not pulling away to give you a chance to calm your heart down, Taehyung kissed you harder, trying to show you how wrong you were.

When he finally pulled away, he gave you a small smile. “Sorry. I just didn’t know how else to shut you up.”

“T-that’s okay,” you stuttered.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time, you know,” he said then. “And I can’t believe I only dared to finally kiss you when you thought I would never.”

“I’m—” you started but were cut off again.

“If you tell me you don’t believe me when I tell you that I want you, I’m going to have to kiss you again,” he warned. “And I might not pull away this time.”

“B-but the ball…”

“Fuck the ball,” Taehyung said. “I want you to know how much I want you.”


Jungkook

Originally posted by donewithjeon

Jungkook kept walking around the house with his head down, seemingly deep in thought. Even when he was talking to you. Actually, especially when he was talking to you. He wouldn’t even raise his eyes to meet yours.

“Hey, what’s the problem?” you asked him one night when the two of you were hanging out in his bedroom, watching movies. “Last time you looked at me was two centuries ago.”

Jungkook turned his head but didn’t raise his eyes. “What do you mean?”

“I mean look at me,” you said.

“I am,” he replied, but his eyes were on your waist.

“Look me in the eyes,” you said with a groan.

Jungkook bit his lip and slowly allowed his gaze to climb up your body and stop on your eyes.

“Okay, good,” you nodded encouragingly, all while keeping eye contact with him, afraid that if you blinked, he’d look away again. “Now tell me what’s the problem.”

“There’s no problem,” Jungkook insisted but his eyes left yours again.

Sighing, you removed your hands from under the blanket and raised them to cup his face and turn him to look at you. You watched his cheeks turn rosy under your hands at this unexpected action.

“You know what your behavior kind of reminds me of?” you asked him, suddenly smiling.

Jungkook shook his head, not answering.

“Little boys in elementary school. Like, when they have a crush on someone and they’re so scared of that someone finding out. They just steal glances and then completely ignore their crush if a conversation arises.”

Jungkook swallowed slowly. “Are you calling me a little boy?”

“Well, you’re acting like one,” you shrugged your shoulders, letting his face go.

All of a sudden, just as you were removing your hands from his face, Jungkook grabbed your wrists, pushing you backward – so you were forced to lie down on your back – and towering above you.

“I’m not a little boy,” he said, his rosy cheeks now replaced with dilated pupils and an expression so focused, you felt shivers run down your body.

Not sure if you’ll find your voice, you leaned up closer to him. “Prove it.”

Within seconds of these words leaving your mouth, Jungkook roughly placed his lips on yours, forcing you to lie back down on the bed. As you kissed him back, already feeling the lack of air in your lungs, you knew that this wouldn’t end with just kissing. Jungkook was going to prove it to you and he was going to prove it good.

MOSQUITO: Well how long did you stare?

TOOLSHED: Like, three seconds?

TOOLSHED: Maybe more.

MOSQUITO: Around five seconds is usually the weird mark for staring at a butt.

MOSQUITO: After that long I usually get weird stares.

HUMAN KITE: Was it a good butt though?

MOSQUITO: Dude obviously it had to have been if he stared at it that long.

TOOLSHED: I don’t know I don’t usually look at butts for that long I’m, like, 10 and also not Clyde.

HUMAN KITE: Well were you staring at it because it was nice, or was it a really weird ass or something?

MOSQUITO: On a scale of wheat thins to a nice sirloin roast, how thick and juicy was it?

TOOLSHED: Dude, I don’t know! It’s not like it was just out and flopping everywhere!

TOOLSHED: There were pants on! It was across the playground!

HUMAN KITE: Well clearly it–

MYSTERION: Hey, you three!

MYSTERION: Super Craig’s been found.

MYSTERION: Group up!

TOOLSHED: Oh cool.

HUMAN KITE: God, finally.

MOSQUITO: OH, GASP!

MOSQUITO: Maybe this means Tweek won’t be pissed off at me anymore!

MOSQUITO: BETTER go OUT and see what’s GOING ON then :^)!!!!!!!

PROF. CHAOS: Ah, the whole group’s amassed now.

PROF. CHAOS: That is, excluding one certain Super Craig…

MOSQUITO: (AW WHAT NO COME ON)

MYSTERION: Chaos, this isn’t your usual M.O., what are you doing?!

CAPTAIN DIABETES: How is he streaming live on this TV? I thought it wasn’t even hooked up to cable or anything.

PROF. CHAOS: That doesn’t matter.

PROF. CHAOS: What does matter is that I’ve captured your team’s precious brute, Super Craig!

SUPER CRAIG: It wasn’t even you who kidnapped me.

PROF. CHAOS: Shut it, kidnapee!

SUPER CRAIG: What.

PROF. CHAOS: Oh, uh. S-sorry that was kind of mean.

PROF. CHAOS: Forget I said that.

SUPER CRAIG: Before you guys even ask, he’s just doing this to be a dick.

SUPER CRAIG: Literally, he has no reason for this.

PROF. CHAOS: That’s where you’re wrong, Super Craig!

PROF. CHAOS: Haven’t you wondered why I’ve been so… active lately?

SUPER CRAIG: No.

PROF. CHAOS: Heheheh… you guys have no idea what we have in store…

MYSTERION: We? Who else is there?

PROF. CHAOS: Super Craig has been very well acquainted with my new friends.

PROF. CHAOS: Go on, tell them how you ended up here.

SUPER CRAIG: I got grabbed by two fucking babies and a chick.

PROF. CHAOS: Oh, how embarrassing it must be for you to share that.

SUPER CRAIG: You know I could get off of this chair right now and kick you in the dick, asswipe. You didn’t even tape me to the chair.

PROF CHAOS: That wouldn’t be very heroic of you, now would it?

SUPER CRAIG: Do I care?

PROF. CHAOS: No, it doesn’t seem so.

PROF. CHAOS: But, my teammates will make sure nothing of the sort happens…

PROF. CHAOS: Anyways, fellas…

PROF. CHAOS: If you want to find out just what we got up our sleeves for your precious Super Craig, you better come’n find us…

SUPER CRAIG: It’s some stupid base out by the train tra–


[part 2]

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Here it is…the AU I’ve been hinting at lately!!

It’s called Tied Dimensions! I’d give you a basic summary but it’s all already written out below, so you can just read that and get the gist :’) I just think the whole concept is super exciting so.

Read and enjoy!! (It’s from Keef’s POV btw)


My world ended about two hundred and fifty years ago.

We call it World’s Terminus. An unexplained phenomena that plunged the world into darkness and terror, without any prior warning. Nobody saw it coming. Therefore, nobody was prepared. There isn’t much one can do when the world begins to fall apart around them, except run and cower and hide—that is, if you can even make it that far.

I’m what comes after World’s Terminus—what remains of humanity from our planet’s collapse. Billions of people were wiped out from the incident, and the rest were left to rebuild society and start anew. Not that it was easy, considering everything important had been destroyed in the turmoil.

The one really sad thing about my existence is that, even though the world’s population is alarmingly low and needs all the life it can get, I was abandoned. Cast out. Not needed.

I live at a dingy old orphanage on the edge of a broken town, along with the rest of humanity’s unwanted. We’re a gang of angry, depressed misfits who curse what our world has come to, and wonder where it all went wrong. Not that we’d be able to change the outcome, anyway. It’s way too late for that.

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Kick-Ass Chicks: Artist, Robin Eisenberg

Did we just step out of our own little bubble and into an extraterrestial world where strong females rule the planet? Absolutely! We’re smitten with artist, Robin Eisenberg’s futuristic illustrations where all of her characters move to and exist in an array of colorful compositions. We couldn’t wait to be abducted transport ourselves into Robin’s digital world and get to know the inspiration behind her bold galactic art. We picked her brain about her love for art and found out she has super exciting upcoming projects for 2018! Find out more after the jump..

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mirajanekpopgirl28  asked:

Maybe a "You promised you wouldn't laugh" Ladynoir. And Ladybug would share something a little embarassing to Chat. Just something cute.

“You promised you wouldn’t laugh,” Ladybug pouted, crossing her arms defensively.

Chat Noir held up a hand. “I’m sorry, my Lady, you’re right,” he chuckled, attempting to look chagrin and failing miserably. “I’m really not laughing at your confession. The way you said it was just too adorable.”

She stomped her foot in irritation. “It is dumb that I haven’t kissed anyone yet though! I don’t see what’s so adorable about that,” she huffed.

“It’s not dumb,” he grinned fondly, “but I do think you’re forgetting about a very special person you have indeed kissed.”

She rolled her eyes. “Fine, let me revise. I’ve never kissed anyone when it wasn’t a life or death situation.”

Chat Noir glanced around the rooftop. “Well, it isn’t a life or death situation now. How about a kiss?” He puckered his lips and leaned forward and Ladybug pushed him away with a finger on his nose.

“Not a chance, Kitty.”

“Rude. I’m just trying to be a good friend.” He tilted his head, studying her. “Wait, does it really bother you?”

Ladybug dropped down to sit on the ledge of the building, swinging her legs over the side. She shrugged with a soft sigh. “I don’t know. A little. My best friend makes out with her boyfriend a lot and it’s like there’s something in the water at school. Everyone is kissing everyone.”

“It has seemed like that,” Chat Noir frowned. He caught her expression and blanched. “I mean, I see a lot of people pairing off lately too.”

She nodded, satisfied enough with his answer for the moment. “I guess it just makes me wonder what’s wrong with me, you know? Why is no one kissing me?”

“To be fair, I literally just offered to kiss you,” he reminded her, sitting down.

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  • Weiss: Is it weird that I’ve...CONSIDERED Ruby as a paramour?
  • Winter: Of course not Weiss, these feelings are completely natural and while we’re on the subject...would you be put off if I dated an older man?
  • Weiss: I suppose not, which man in particular?
  • *The door swings open*
  • Qrow: Hey babe, we’re out of Tequila, I’m going to get more at Just Ri-
  • *Qrow notices Weiss*
  • Qrow: Oh, Ruby’s friend.
  • Weiss: ...Hello Ruby’s uncle.
  • Winter: AND I just realized there was something more awkward about this than me dating someone older than me.