its too damn hot at work

I was listening to random music playlist on youtube when Uptown funk started playing and one of lines made me think about Gramander (shocking, I know).

Imagine Newt hanging around Tina, waiting for her to check documents for his animals before they take them to mister Graves to sign them. Now, Newt hasn’t met that man yet - not the real one - and he wants to make good impression. Wasting that man time on incorrectly filled forms wouldn’t be too nice.

Suddenly, there are many of “Good morning, sir!” behind Newt. Tina raises her head from above one of forms (it’s the one for nundu; Newt thinks he should be more specific in explaining how Elizabeth’s breath isn’t dangerous any more because Tina doesn’t seem too happy about her) and she stands up, scolding her expression into something more neutral.

“Good morning, Director, sir!”

“Goldstein.” A husky, low voice speaks behind Newt, footsteps of that person getting closer. “And your guest is…?”

Newt doesn’t need Tina’s pointed look to stand up too. He turns around, raising his gaze to look at mister Graves’s face and not his feet and —


Grindelwald pretending to be mister Graves has been good. Great even. He’s been radiating confidence by just standing in one place, his magic so strong everyone around him could feel it. But there has been something almost sinister in how Grindelwald has been looking at people - like at tools to be used.

The real Percival Graves is nothing like that. 

He walks with complete confidence but not like he owns the place, so unlike Grindelwald, but like a person who fully knows his value and capabilities. He keeps his powers tightly around himself yet Newt can feel it and it gives him shivers. Then mister Graves stops right in front of him and Newt’s breath catches in his throat - it’s not fair for anyone to look this fine. Newt can’t help but notice just how good mister Graves looks like in his finely tailored suit, filling it in all right places as if he hasn’t been starved by his kidnapper for a few months. Even his cologne smells more than great.

For a brief moment Newt wonders how anyone could mistake Grindelwald for this man but then mister Graves is speaking again and Newt’s brain turns into a butter.

“Mister Scamander, if I am correct? What does bring you to New York this time?” Those dark eyes focus on Newt and Newt is definitely not prepared for the force of nature which is Percival Graves focusing solely on him. “I hope,” he adds in the most smooth voice Newt has ever heard, ever, “no creature of your is going to break into the zoo this time.” Mister Graves’s lips turn up into a small smile. 

Newt’s legs almost give up under him. No, he’s not prepared at all.

“I-I promise to not cause any problems, mister Graves, sir.” Normally Newt doesn’t use “sir” yet there is something about this man that makes one say it without thinking too much about it. It sounds right. “Tina – Auror Goldstein is helping me with forms.”

Mister Graves looks at Tina and Newt almost sighs in relief. These two talk for a moment about some other reports Tina is supposed to deliver to mister Graves’s today - Newt feels a pang of guilt when he realizes she could be writing them instead of helping him - before mister Graves excuses himself. Only when he walks away Newt feels like he can breath freely again.

“What are you thinking about?” Newt barely hears Tina’s ask. “Newt?”

With his eyes glued to the strong line of miser Graves’s shoulders, Newt says the first line he can think about - something he has heard during the war from one of soldiers trying to woo their nurse.

“He makes a dragon want to retire.” Isn’t mister Graves in fact like a dragon? Dangerous and powerful, watching everything with that intense gaze? In the corner of his eye Newt sees how Tina is looking at him with her mouth open and Newt feels himself blushing. It’s not like im to voice something like that aloud. “You know, he’s… hot?” 

The Auror, to whom mister Graves is speaking, suddenly gasps, looking straight at Newt, her eyes widening. Everyone in the room are looking at Newt and he immediately knows that he has spoken too loud. 


Newt wants to die.

Mister Graves turns around slowly (and Newt’s brain shouldn’t be picking up this moment to admire how that coat is moving around him) and if his gaze has been intense before, now it’s completely devastating. Newt cannot turn away from it no matter how much he wants to. He feels himself blushing and he opens his mouth to apologize, but mister Graves interrupts him:

“Bring those forms after ten. I’m sure Auror Goldstein will have everything ready by that time.” Without further ado mister Graves nods at him and then leaves, his steps loud in the complete silence. 

McDougall, one of senior Aurors, is the first to break it.

“You know, Scamander, that there are easier ways to kill yourself, right?”

Newt slides onto his chair, mortified. He has made a wonderful first impression, indeed.

Newt doesn’t go with Tina to mister Graves’s office with forms for permits. He has had to hear enough of jokes and teasing to not want to spend any time alone with that man. And if he’s lucky then permits won’t be needed at all. The ship back to England is in a few hours, Newt can buy a ticket and never again come back to New York.

Good Merlin, what has he been thinking?

“What that poor sandwich did to you, mister Scamander? You’re looking at it as if it hurt you.” 

Spooked, Newt looks up. He has chosen one of empty rooms to eat his lunch without any interruptions - he is supposed to give a talk about magical creatures to Aurors later and he’s not looking towards it - and he hasn’t expected anyone to find him here.

Mister Graves is leaning against the doorframe, looking at Newt with curiosity, not anger, which is more than surprising. He’s not wearing his coat anymore and Newt wants to bang his head against the wall for noticing how fine those trousers fit him. He should be apologizing, not admire this man more!

“Mister Graves, I…” Newt stands up, forcing himself to look at mister Graves and not the floor, feeling how his cheeks are becoming red. “I’m so sorry —”

Mister Graves puts a finger on his lips, shushing Newt, who doesn’t even think about disobeying him.

(Actually, he’s thinking that he wants to touch those lips and when has he become such a pervert?)

“I was thinking…” mister Graves starts, again in that smooth, rich voice. He walks towards Newt, every step of his echoing on the stony floor. He’s looking at Newt like Newt is his prey and Newt… he doesn’t feel like running away. “I owe you at least a dinner, don’t I, mister Scamander? For your help with capturing Grindelwald.” Newt nods without thinking. 

Mister Graves is standing definitely too close, so close Newt can feel the warmth of his body. He smiles when Newt nods but it’s not like his previous smile; this one is a smile of a predator who captures its next meal. 

“Perfect.” He fucking purrs. Newt wonders if it’s possible to die from feeling too much attraction to someone. “Let’s go right after your lecture.” Mister Graves raises his hand and smoothes wrinkles on Newt’s shirt, looking straight into Newt’s eyes with such hunger Newt would be afraid of his life if his brain hasn’t decided to stop working the moment mister Graves has touched him. “I’m already starving.”

Somehow is turned into “Percival Graves is too hot for his own good” post. I swear it wasn’t my intention orz I kind of run of ideas at the end orz

Anyway, back to the main point: words “Too hot (hot damn)” made me think about Percival and then Newt losing ability to speak the first time he sees the real Percival.

Shit I've Heard In Class (Part Six):
  • "They're not looking for me because I don't look like a felon—but I am."
  • "I reserve the right to change that by tomorrow."
  • "What did him and the girl do?"
  • "He said 'I'm gonna make a million dollars,' and he did."
  • "I'm essentially a ghost nihilist."
  • "Nothing changes unless you change it."
  • "They have too much time on their hands."
  • "I think they think we're stupid—and the worst part? We are."
  • "I can't wait until you and yours are dead."
  • "Yes, I am not lying."
  • "I put a meme on the Facebook the other day."
  • "It's just whatever."
  • "People who need money work."
  • "Don't be doing that stuff, it's bad."
  • "You're Satanic."
  • "Your face is naked."
  • "Only because I said so."
  • "Damn you're hot—I'm not gonna hit on you, but you're still hot."
  • "I'm gonna be your dad now: don't be doing that stuff."
  • "I might just be describing myself."
  • "I'm not allowed to play this at home."
  • "Uh-oh, you had six gay thoughts, now you're gay."
  • "I didn't move on to bigger fruits."
  • "But what does she listen to at night? K-pop?"
  • "Committing a felony does not make one Satan."
  • "I am not encouraging this kind of behavior before finals."
  • "You appear to be insensitive."
  • "Stop talking like that, you're making me feel bad."
  • "Oh my god just fail the quiz already."
  • "I'm just gay."
  • "He actually does think you're a bad person if you like pepperoni."
Gradence/Gravebone/Gredence/Graves x Credence Fic Rec list

Originally posted by illilis

WARNING: most if not all of these stories have some to a lot of smut, possibly dub-con and/or non-con and/or questionable situations and consent. please be aware, and proceed with caution. also lots of spoilers. these are rec’s and reviews beyond the flailing sorts of comments i leave on the actual fics so yes that too.

First off I must mention the fact that when I left the theater after seeing the movie for the first time, the one thing I knew I wanted was some kind of consensual BDSM stuffs, and THIS series is bringing that to the extreme. I’ve dabbled and I’m still learning, the shit I include in my writing is pretty damn tame but this series is not, and I LOVE it. it’s a Modern AU where Credence and Graves are eventually living the scene 24/7 and it’s intense but so so so good.

Three parts currently:

Notes on a Lifestyle

Anima Mea


author is @clutchhedonist on tumblr too!

Next we have Show Me

The fic you knew was going to ensue after the healing scene and its frankly dreamy and perfect and I love it so much but its Credence and Grindelwald!Graves, so if that’s problematic, you know to avoid.

and next we have more sin aka smut that’s just short of a plot but you know what? that’s ok. Some of us just needed smut after all that goddamned sexual tension, so here, enjoy some

Freedom (Bound and Restricted) –great name btw.

also technically part of a series, and it is Credence and Grindelwald!Graves

and at long last we have an AU where Credence ends up finding the Real!Graves and he’s a bit of an asshole and you know what? it works damn well.

Its also a glorious 7k words and there is smut too so…. Yeah.

Such as is common to Man

a story I have been long awaiting and am breaking my ‘I never read WIP’s’ USUALLY rule, the Sugar Daddy AU and its of course modern and just, well, what it says.

What Shines Through

also go follow this creature on tumblr because just…do it.


next up is the newest of the A/B/O stories, only 2 of which I have ever read, bc frankly its not usually my cup o’tea, but HOT DAMN for this ship I’ll take anything with smut that’s not too non-con or dub-con so yeah.

this is a lil confusing bc it is Real!Graves and Credence, but Grindelwald is sort of behind the scenes pulling the strings.

The Mating Habits of American Wizards

HERE is the first A/B/O story I read and goddamn it it’s a WIP but its so damn filthy and good im along for the sinful ass ride.

Pin me and mount me like a butterfly –YET ANOTHER PERFECT TITLE Hella

literally i was getting blushy reading this, and I aint no innocent little virgin, this story is just so….uh, well, when I saw the update posted lets just say I didn’t walk I ran to it.

also follow here @grindlywindlywald

now for something a bit darker, this story is a story with daddy!kink but its Grindy!graves and Credence and slightly dub-con so be ware.

I was just so thirsty for daddy!kink after usually seeing the only stories tagged that way are in RUSSIAN WHICH I CANNOT SPEAK OF COURSE so then I saw this and holy shit.


THIS story I just read today, after having seen the prompt sort of floating around the tag, and it is just great, short but good. I always want more of course because like how could I not?

So Graves is summoned to Credence before he’s found the Obscurus, mostly by accident. And yeah its fun.

Caught so neatly, as a bird in a net


this next story is one of my legit favorites I think ive read it about ten times and its just ugh, for those who wanted a non!innocent/virginal Credence and Graves first time, and HELLA he is a bit of a hoe but he’s fucking sweet and adorable so its FIIINE.

Til Tomorrow Comes

this needs a sequel like soon pls but if not its ok ill survive

(I wont)

THIS story I found myself reading at my car place awaiting the checkup, and let me tell you, reading smut for these two in public is still a challenge to keep a poker face, esp this little bit of fluff which sounds strange considering the plot-ish, its Prostitute!Credence and its great.

Fill My Head With Dreams

here’s a bit more filthy sin before we get to my ALL TIME FAVE FIC, and it gets DARK ish at the end so watchout. Grindle!graves x Credence.

Showersex. Because duhhh.

I want Colin Farrell naked in a shower with Ezra on his knees so this is a close second.

Wipe you clean with dirty hands


THE LORDS WORK. Let me tell you a bit about this story. I have lived a life full of oppressive religion and plenty of gaslighting bullshit, and this story contains lots of that, but with plenty of angstyfluffysmut and a happy ending (SPOILER) to make it worth it, to me, so theres that.

This is also my fave trope of young innocent Credence being (accidentally) corrupted by hot smexy older Graves and its just bomb as fuck.


Cause yeah.

Time for your come to jesus moment. More like come to graves and come for graves moments amiright?

The Lord’s Work

this concludes my horribly organized and off the cuff list, and it is not as complete as it should be, I’ll prolly end up updating it sometime soon.

Enjoy the sinbin my lovelies!

You know it’s hot when...

You’re sketching and every piece of paper is sticking to you and can’t have the fan on to draw, or else the paper is gonna flutter up and bitch slap me.

anonymous asked:

Hii. I saw in you bio you write headcanons. how are Levi's and Eren's mornings?

  • Levi is always the one that wakes up first, mainly because Eren always smacks him in the face with his hand
  • GOD dAMMit Eren
  • But he can’t get angry because Eren’s sleeping face is just too cute. Even the little bit of drool at the corner of his mouth and levi hates anything saliva related, except kisses and…well maybe not everything
  • Levi uses this as an advantage to turn off the alarm before it goes off. This way Eren can sleep a little bit more until he showers and makes them their morning drinks. Before anything he always places a kiss on Eren’s forehead.
  • When he finally wakes up they have their hot chocolate and coffee together . Eren hates coffee because he thinks its for boring people
  • “Tch kids are so extravagant these days.”
  • “I’m not a kid, old man!”
  • “You didn’t act like I was an old man last night”
  • ShuT Up LEvi
  • Even if Eren is grumpy after he wakes up, Levi peppers him with kisses until he finally flashes his usual smile. But this also provokes Eren
  • “Leviii don’t go to work. I wanna have fun with you”
  • “Not on the table brat you’re gonna stain my shirt with coffee”
  • But Eren’s too damn irresistible and he stains his shirt anyway. Not only with coffee
  • “You and your afternoon classes” Levi always huffs after he changes his shirt again. “You always pull me back with you”
  • Eren doesn’t feel guilty at all, he actually feels powerful
  • That shitty brat
  • When it’s finally 8:30 AM Eren doesn’t let Levi leave the house. He clings to him and whines about how much he’s gonna miss him.
  • “I need to go to work Eren. Who else is gonna pay the rent?”
  • But the truth is he’s gonna miss Eren too. Much more than he likes to admit.
autumn love (pt.1)

word count: 1576
pairing: hyungwon x reader x wonho (ft, changkyun)
summary: somehow, you become roommates with two good-looking guys, and life seems great. but then… your ex-boyfriend moves in as well? this is either the worst or best thing that will happen to you.

It’s a cloudy morning, much like every other day. The fall season had set in, and the dead leaves rustle and break right outside your bedroom window. You snuggle the covers to your chin, trying to lull yourself back to sleep. The scent of detergent is still fresh on the fabric, having just washed them a few days ago. Everything in this room is pretty much squeaky clean. 

You just moved into this house recently, and had to scrub all the floors and walls yourself; the contractor wasn’t very thorough with the paint and saw dust. You didn’t complain, and just signed the lease with a content smile. It’s not everyday that you can rent out a room for so cheap. With this, you can even afford to eat an extra meal a day. 

The house isn’t bad– a big living room and kitchen, four bedrooms, and two bathrooms– not too extravagant, but it’s not a shack either. 

Today’s Sunday, your only day off, and you plan to enjoy it to the fullest. This includes: sleeping until the afternoon, ordering Chinese food, and laying in bed all day watching Netflix. You preferred alone time, accompanied by the peaceful silence in the air. But today will be anything but silent.

Loud knocks echoes through the house, and you perk up from your bed, still half asleep. Who the hell is it at this hour? Groaning, you drag yourself out of the comfort of your bed, flattening your bed hair so you don’t look as unruly as you do now. You slide into your warm bunny slippers, and shuffle out the door.

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  • Wheatley: 9:01. Chell is officially late for the first time ever. Who's got theories?
  • Virgil: Uhh, her alarm didn't go off.
  • Wheatley: You mean that Announcer alarm that is programmed by GLaDOS herself? Come on, who wants to take this seriously?!
  • Rick: OH! She was taken in her sleep!
  • Wheatley: That's what I'm talking about, Rick! Much more plausible than Virgil's IDIOTIC alarm theory.
  • Fact Core: I bet she tucked herself into bed too tight and got stuck
  • Space Core: Maybe she fell into an alternate dimension where she's in space
  • GLaDOS, over PA system: It's 9am. Why is no one working?
  • Wheatley: Chell is late and we're all trying to guess why.
  • GLaDOS: ...I'd like to play. I'd say she' line at
  • GLaDOS: This is fun.
  • Rick, murmuring: (Is there a bank down here?)
  • Wheatley: Unfortunately, you're all wrong. She clearly slipped and fell back down into Old Aperture and is having TERRIBLE sex with a mantis man.
  • Chell: *walks in*
  • Wheatley: There she is! Chell, where have you been? We've been worried sick!
  • Chell: I'm just seventy seconds late, it's not a big deal.
  • GLaDOS: You will tell us and you will tell us NOW.
  • Chell: ...There was a line at the bank.
  • GLaDOS: *clapping sound* HOT DAMN!

roonilbloodywazlib  asked:

What do you think of ''I work in this huge book store, and you come everyday to read this really thick book, but never buy it because it's too expensive, hey you can use my discount card/ or let me steal it for you, did I mention you're too damn hot? Percabeth or tratie au?

“Do you want to use my discount card to buy that?”

Percy jumped about a mile, abruptly slamming the book shut and fumbling it between his hands. He managed to catch it, tucking it under one arm and staring at the girl who’d spoken. “What - uh, I mean - sorry?”

She was leaning against the edge of the bookcase, arms folded over her chest and one eyebrow raised. She nodded towards the book. “Do you want to use my discount to buy it?”

His eyes skated over her, taking in the grey slacks and the name badge pinned to her white shirt. He squinted and tried to make out the name. “Ah - thanks, but I - I couldn’t, really.”

Her grey eyes narrowed. “You come in here all the time, and you always grab that book. I can tell that you’re working your way through it. You might as well buy it so you can at least read it in the comfort of your own home.”

His eyes widened. He was really hoping she hadn’t noticed the frequency of his visits, or the way he lurked in the aisle. “No, I mean I…” He rubbed the back of his neck. Well, this was already ridiculously embarrassing, he figured it couldn’t get much worse. “I can’t afford it.”

“So use my discount,” the girl insisted. And then, for good measure, added, “Duh.”

“No, I mean, I still wouldn’t be able to afford it.”

The girl blinked. For a moment she was absolutely still, and then she uncrossed her arms and held them out towards Percy. “Give it here.”

He panicked. She was going to take the book from him and kick him out. Goodbye book, goodbye beautiful but terrifying girl, goodbye dignity, Percy was about to be banned from a bookstore.

Figuring he had no other option, Percy handed the book over. The girl took it and spun on her heel, marching towards the register.

Percy followed with downcast eyes. “Sorry,” he said quietly, “I’ll just -”

“Where do you think you’re going?” she asked, voice almost a snap, and Percy stopped dead in his tracks.

She’d gone behind the register and was still holding the book in her hands, and Percy’s panic intensified. He hadn’t been doing anything illegal, she couldn’t actually get him in any sort of real trouble, could she?

But then, as he watched, she scanned the book, typed something into the register, and then pulled her purse out from underneath the counter.

“What?” Percy asked, absolutely dumbfounded.

She continued on as if he hadn’t spoken, scanning her employee ID and then her credit card. She put the book in a bag and then held it out. “There you go.”

“What,” Percy repeated, because none of this made any sense.

“For you,” she said, speaking very slowly. “From me. Take it.”

“But I can’t - that book was expensive, I can’t just take it from you!”

“Yes you can! Either you come and grab this book right now or I’m going to hit you over the head with it,” she snapped, and something about her expression told Percy she wasn’t kidding.

He scurried forward and grabbed the bag, and she smiled. 

“Thank you,” he breathed, completely overwhelmed. “But I don’t understand, why would you -”

She shrugged. “Everyone should have the opportunity to read. If you’ve found a book that you like so much you’re willing to come stand in the store and read a little bit of it every day, the least I can do is make sure you get a chance to read it properly.”

The letters on her name tag finally swam into focus. “Thank you, Annabeth.”

She looked up when he said her name, holding his gaze. Her smile softened to something more intimate, and Percy felt a blush warm his cheek. 

She hesitated, and then said, “You’re welcome…”

“Percy,” he supplied.

“Percy,” she repeated. “I hope this doesn’t mean you’ll stop coming into the store, though.”

His shy smile turned into a full grin. “Oh, I’ll still be in every day.”

Annabeth ducked her head, tucking a stray curl behind her ear. When she looked up at Percy through her eyelashes, his heart flipped. “I look forward to it.”

Prompt #31 with Deadpool

“Stop biting that fucking lip” From this prompt list
Requested by: Anon
TW: Swearing 
Word Count: 517

It was 2:00 am Wade was trying so hard, he wanted to let Y/N do whatever dumb paperwork they were doing for they job. But Y/N was so cute, their brows knotted in focus, their gaze on the sheet of paper, rolling their bottom lip between their teeth in what was probably an effort to concentrate. Wade tried to concentrate too, on anything else but how hot Y/N looked. The ceiling was boring, the magazine next to him was boring even the god damn TV was boring but Y/N… Y/N was intriguing, almost infuriatingly so.
“Stop biting that fucking lip!” He says sharply, cutting through the silence that beforehand was only broken by the almost inaudible scrape of pen on paper.
“W-what?” The person looked up from their work, taken aback.
“Its hot, Y/N its so! fucking! hot! and its making it hard to leave you alone.” Wade explained, using wild hand gestures.
“I’m sorry, I will try to stop that, Wade.” They say, looking back down. By the positioning of their hand on the page, Wade could see they would soon be done with the paperwork. He grinned, and waited

Soon, at 2:26 am Y/N was done and Wade raced over sliding to his knees to hug them around the waist from the floor. He sighed in comfort as he felt arms wrapped around him lovingly. Finally being able to properly interact with his partner without screwing their job put Wade in a wonderfully loving mood that made him want to hug them forever.

He picked them up, hoisting them over his shoulder.
“Bed tiiiime.” He melodically announced. He smiled to himself, hearing Y/N giggle like a child. He pulled back the blankets for them, laying them down and placing himself next to them. They nuzzled themselves into his side, placing a kiss on his cheek sweetly.
“Hey Y/N.” He prompted in an almost child-like manner
“Sorry I interrupted your paperwork.” Wade said, absent-mindedly drawing something on Y/N’s back. Y/N had a hunch it was a unicorn but who knows, really.

“Don’t worry about it, I finished pretty soon after. Sorry my lip biting got you so distracted from… what were you even doing?” They asked.
“I was trying to watch Brady Bunch re-runs but somebody had to go be the hottest thing in existence.” Wade said dramatically. This made Y/N chuckle.
“Well excuse me for working.” Y/N said, feigning shock and offense.
“You’re excused.” The man smirked. “But you can’t be excused from sleep, you have your normal people job tomorrow and your boss is an asshole.” He began tucking Y/N in, placing kisses all over their face in a very successful effort to make them laugh again, with a job like Y/N’s a loving, supportive, murderous partner is a blessing.  He had offered many times to ‘deal’ with their work mates and boss but Y/N, ever the morality of the relationship, said something along the lines of:
'No Wade, not all problems are solved with violence; plus if that dick gargling jerk is gonna die, I am gonna be the one to do it!’

Oh well, maybe one day he could convince them to change their mind

anonymous asked:

Hey, I just wanted to ask if you still are planning to work on the Dandelion comic? Bc it's really cute and adorable and I love your art style!!! If you're just too busy that's fine & no pressure but do you still plan on continuing it? :)

hot damn, I like JUST put out part 4!! 

I do plan on continuing it but please understand that comics have a very long process.  I have about half of part 5 typed out. I’m sort of waiting till my nerves calm down and I send out the last of my charm packages. I havent been able to draw much because that whole situation made my anxiety and depression flare up really bad. 

Just give me some time.  I also have a con coming up and zine pieces that I’m working on 

anonymous asked:

Man I know I said there's no way the network would pass on the chance to have a Cole Sprouse sex scene after the reaction to his shirtless scenes but damn, I didn't know it would happen this quick or like THAT!! Didn't they shoot the finale before 1x08 aired too? They were probably ready to play that card as soon as Cole signed on the dotted line. And it didn't even need to be as hot as that to work but they went full steam ahead and it was glorious! There's no way this Jug has issues with sex.

Oh agreed….including it didn’t need to be that hot, that “creative”, etc….and given how effectively it did its job—-and how tepidly they shot their other couple having sex, it’s pretty obvious they “got it”….and we can figure there will be more of that in season two.

Interesting to note: the scene was filmed before 108 aired AND, since they didn’t know if they’d be renewed, originally they, too “went all the way” the interruption, etc was added later as a “cliff hanger”…..

ETA: and agreed, it was made quite clear Jughead likes sex and is really interested in it. Is he mainly only interested in it with Betty? Yes, because that shy, romantic guy is also still there. And being monogamous and particular about who you love doesn’t = “issues”

The Mind Cage, Ch. 1

Title: The Mind Cage
Summary: In another world, Stanford Pines places a metal plate in his skull far too soon. In another world, Bill Cipher is in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Characters: Bill Cipher, Ford Pines, Stan Pines, Fiddleford McGucket.
Rating: T
Warnings: self-harm, suicidal thoughts


Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14

A/N: I found this among my drafts, and I thought I may as well post it. It was written before Journal 3 came out, obviously enough, but I still like the idea. Can’t promise frequent updates - I still have a lot of details to work out - and I can’t rule out running out of steam, but here’s what I have so far.
Also watch out for mentions of alcohol abuse and, generally, Bill being bad news for Ford’s mental health. And also just plainly bad news.


“Not that it’s any of my business, buddy, but why on earth–”

“As you said just now, it is none of your business.”

The man tilted his head as though to concede the point, and didn’t press the matter any further: all he did was busying himself counting the money once more - a large wad of cash that was most of what remained of Ford’s grant for research. Still, he didn’t mind parting from it. It would be put to good use. The only thing that mattered right then was keeping Bill Cipher out of his mind. Keeping Bill out of their world as well would come easier once he had achieved that, wouldn’t it?

Wouldn’t it?

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no i do know why im up so early tho it’s bc in the uk right now it’s REALLY DAMN HOT for us and im not used to it at all and neither is the house lmao at least atm it’s bearable enough with a little fan to work on music projects bc once it gets a bit hotter i dont think i can hack it in my room it’ll be too hot so trying to get all the work done in the morning 

One of the reasons I like having Nix so comfortable in extreme places like Tanaris and Northrend is cause in the real world I die at even the slightest hint of heat or cold.

That is to say, im dying squirtle. I need water. Its too damn hot for me to work in these trucks.

Sakumoto Art in Drawing Shiritori (Anishi 19.11.2016)

So Kyary Pamyu Pamyu is into the drawing version of the linking word game, Shiritori, and here’s what OTP got up to.  Such serious play, these two.

To start, this was Jun’s first go…

… which led to Sho’s first attempt…

… which Keio Chipmunk erased himself and replaced with what looked like a box (hako)…

… causing Kyary-san to draw a kotatsu, but which she erased when Sho-san added details to his drawing…

He decided that adding a stick figure might help.

See the pride he had that he could deliver such an ‘accurate’ drawing…

… though a few more details were again ‘enhanced’ for clarity.

Then OTP decided to kill this shipper’s brain cells with their second attempts, down to one minute on the clock.  

Sho-san’s indecisiveness was obviously rubbing off…

… though Sho-kun was quick to catch on to whatever it was that our youngest had drawn.

In deciphering the drawings after time up, we learn that Jun’s…

‘sou-PU’ was originally connected to ‘PU-oh’ (Pooh) Bear…

… till Sho worried that it would be mistaken for a big-eyed bear…

… so he changed it to PO-ol.

It was the second attempt that made my OTP kokoro squeal a little with…

Jun’s fuE (flute) and Sho’s connection of Entotsu (chimney).  While everyone was trying to figure out what Jun-kun had drawn, Sho happily claimed that he had no problem figuring it out.  That was why he was so quick to fill in his square.

Delusional shipper in me chooses to imagine this… (^_^)

Ahhh~ it’s a fabulous time to ship this revival? pair.

Cr: Arashi ni Shiyagare 19.11.2016

millin21  asked:

I think what made me really proud of Leo in this episode was when Karai was trying to convince him amd Leo pushes her away and says "sorry Karai but (what did he say? Flattery? Flirting? Charms? Yeah) your charms won't work anymore"

My mama side is proud of him and what he did, it showed a lot of strength to do that towards someone you strongly feel about. 

But my fangirl side is wanting to beat the crud out of them both. Do you know how close they were from kissing??

So damn close! ughhhh. Lol. Its been four seasons already, Leo needs his kiss too dang it xD

God these two are getting so hot as a couple. Like this is coming from a girl who never saw the chemistry, but boy keep it up and I may pledge my soul to the Leorai shipping! Lol.

Okay sorry I just had my moment xD

You're the worst (part 2)


sorry this is so late guys its just that it’s been so hard to get it on to tumblr (I finished writing this part on Monday lmao)

“What the hell are you doing in here?!” you accused, pointing an angry finger directly in his face.

    “Well the dropship is a sweaty crowded mess and I just so happened to see you setup this tent and I couldn’t help but think, ‘Hey! Why don’t I stay here with my friend Y/N,’ ”

    Bullshit. Yes the dropship was probably full, but you had no doubt that he saw you at the fight and watched to find where you were staying just so he could pull a stunt like this. How freaking far would he go to drive you insane? He had to stop sometime!

“I’m a good person. What did I ever do to deserve this?,” you thought helplessly. Maybe you hadn’t always been a perfect little goody-two-shoes but you weren’t exactly the devil either, so why was it that instead of being on Earth it felt like you were in hell?

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Weird Biology Things I Said Last Week

Since it’s Independence Day here in the United States I’ve been taking it easy and queuing up some content. It occurred to me that my circle of friends and I have very strange conversations about speculative biology and I think some of you may find them amusing when presented completely out of context:

- “I think I’ll do something with annelids. Worms are good for creative work.”

- “Reptiles never change no matter what you throw at them. Nature just made them too god damn perfect.”

- “I read about this bird in New Guinea that absorbs neurotoxin from its food sources and stores them in its feathers to dissuade predators from eating them. So I was thinking it would be cool to do the same thing with chickens and capsaicin. Imagine it: a world where hot wings require no sauce. It’s a revolutionary idea.”

- “So then I said ‘baby are you DNA helicase because I’d love to unzip your genes.’ She didn’t get it.”

- “So basically these organisms would be different from the parasitic reproducers in that they exchange genetic information directly between members of the same species through vertical gene transfer and… And I’ve accidentally recreated sex. Damn it.”