like as in 'crush' i mean

anonymous asked:

Truth, who was your first crush ever? Dare, fill your pants with eggs and then sit down

Tweek: Oh my god, that’s just a waste of eggs and underwear. 
Craig: Then answer the truth question instead of the dare.
Tweek: Well, I mean, they all already know the answer, right?

Craig: I mean, I’m sure they can guess.
Tweek: Me and Craig dated way back when we were like ten. He was my first crush. 
Craig: Are you sure Kyle wouldn’t mind you talking about that?
Tweek: Oh, why would he? I mean I’m engaged to him, the guy I decided to spend my life with and all that, it’s not like he’s got anything to be jealous of over a relationship I had when I was a kid. 
Craig: Yeah, good point. 

I've been haveing weird fucking dreams lately

Last night I was at this house and I was leaving with a girl and I feel like we were in foster care and I went to get something and Chris Pratt was there like right out of the shower changing and I was all nervous and I walk up to him and say “hey Jake so I’m leaving today” and he just laughs and goes “alright u.e bro” and I’m just surprised but try to laugh and say what does that mean and goes u . e and begins to walk away but me more confused say what?? And he comes closer and whispers u.e and then hands me a plastic bag and finally leaves and then I feel like a school girl all omg my crush gave me a gift and then I open it and its burgers from white castle.

anonymous asked:

Headcanon that Red is predisposed to liking & accepting Lance because her mindlink to Keith means she's been privy to all his inner fawning over him (K:"Fawn?? I DONT FAWN RED SHHHH")

OMG I love it!!! So Lance gets into the lion for the first time and he’s all nervous, “Okay, Red, I know I’m not really your first choice, but let’s see if we can’t make this work” and Red just immediately goes, “OMG Keith’s crush is piloting me. Don’t even worry about it, kid, we’re gonna rock.”

Lance:

Originally posted by drunkbroadway

 Homework submitted by @random-stitches for Counselor Zenyatta!


I love my philosophy lecture. It is honestly the highlight of my week, to finally spend an hour talking about the meaning of life in the company of friends, peers, and Actual Cinnamon Roll, Professor Zenyatta.

Unfortunately, certain friends have that period free, and have taken to teasing me about my ill-advised crush on a certain cinnamon roll.

Like my best friend. Let’s call her El. She knows me far too well to be anything but trouble. So when a message popped up on my phone during Philosophy, I knew exactly who it was from. I glanced up to make sure Professor Zenyatta was otherwise occupied before opening the text message.

{ You’re staring at him again ;) }

I rolled my eyes, discretely, and rapidly texted back

{Of course I am, he’s giving a lecture. Now hush, wumman, my Zenny is orating.}

I could practically hear her snickering as I tried to concentrate.

{ You just want to void his warranty, you naughty girl.

Show him a whole new way to ‘embrace tranquillity’.

Teach him to become one with your mattress and ‘experience transcendence’.}

{ Honesty, my dear El, I thought you knew me better than that. I will admit to thinking about polishing every square centimetre of his perfect form with a silver cloth. Then snuggling up on the couch to watch a movie, while I figure out if Omnics have erogenous zones. }

I returned the phone to its place at the corner of my desk, when a silicone and steel finger pinned it to the wooden desktop. My eyes travelled up that long, slim finger, over the smooth silver plated palm, my eyes made it as far as his wrist when my heart stopped beating. He slid the phone from the desk, snatching it up between thumb and forefinger. I dared not breathe. The rest of the class watched on in varying degrees of amusement as Professor Zenyatta, actual cinnamon roll and all-round genuinely lovely man, opened the accursed message. He made a quietly curious noise in the back of his throat and leaned down.

“I would like to see you after class, if you wouldn’t mind.” Before returning to the front of the class, my phone placed on his desk, well out of reach.

I spent the rest of the lecture with my face burning, head down, trying to avoid the curious looks of my fellow students, dreading the end of the lecture and already plotting how to tell my parents I was thrown out of Philosophy for basically sexually harassing the professor.

HOW? How does someone without an actual face manage to look smug?

There he sat, at his desk, I remained behind in my usual seat, giving my best poker-face and knowing that I have failed. The Message open in front of him as he skims over it again.

“Just so that you are aware, my warranty has already expired.” UGH. Smug bastard. “Though it has been some time since I’ve had a thorough detailing. Do you have plans for Saturday?”

Professor Zenyatta was nothing if not punctual. He had brought a black, hard plastic case with him, presumably his own personal tools. Mine, however, were already set up on a low table by the lounge. He seemed to stare at the array of tools, from the silver polishing cloths to the jewelers cleaning kit, to the more industrial equipment. A quiet, almost breathy ‘oh’ escaped him and the butterflies in my stomach promptly multiplied. I slipped my arm around his and guided him toward the lounge.

“So. Where would you like me to start?” I gestured for him to take a seat. He spins around and gracefully falls onto the lounge, grabbing my hips and pulling me with him, so I wound up straddling my professor’s lap.

“I have no other plans for this weekend. I am yours until seven am Monday.” His voice calm and soothing as his hands slid from my hips up my sides and down my back. “Do with me as you will.”

anonymous asked:

(H) Hagrid is asexual and polyromantic

Hagrid really really likes Olympe. More than he’s ever liked anyone before. He hasn’t had many crushes at all on his life, so he doesn’t really know how to handle it. So, he handles it like he handles the rest of his life. With sincerity and honesty.

In a sign of his nervousness, Hagrid strokes his beard, but his voice doesn’t falter. “’Lympe, I have ter be honest with ya. I like ya. I like ya a lo’. But ya must know, ah’m asexual. Means ah’m not really inter sex. I jus’ think yer really great an’ cute an’ I wanna spend mah time with ya.” Some of the words blur together, but they all come out. 

“Oh. Oh. Dear,” she starts, kindness in her eyes, finger gently trailing down Hagrid’s face. “I am so touched, but I am aro myselve. I just thought thes would ‘ave been a wonderful friendship. Can it still be?”

And even though Hagrid could feel his heart cracking and tears wetting his beard, he smiled, and replied “of - of cours’.”

Spending time with Olympe was better than not seeing her at all, so they continued to hang out together and talk throughout the Tournament. Hagrid came out as polyromantic and Olympe admitted she was bisexual, and Hagrid appreciated getting to know someone so damn much like him.

After the Tournament, Hagrid and Olympe continued to keep in touch and write, and eventually Hagrid realized his romantic feelings for her had disappeared. With that realization came a bit of closure and a new, deeper level of his friendship with Olympe.

~Hufflepuff Mod

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Terry: Don’t you know why Sam is acting… I mean… like not Sam at all? I asked him in the morning if I could go to the bathroom before him. He’d normally give me a big lecture but he was like “mhm okay”.

Jared: Haha, I actually know. Don’t tell anyone - by this I mean “tell everyone” - but Sam’s got a huuuge crush.

Terry: Wait, so Sam can have a crush?

Jared: These were exactly my thoughts. Especially when I found out who’s that… I mean, hello assbutts, where’s your money, no I’m not giving you an extra week again…

Terry: THAT’S FUCKING- I’m sorry! That’s just rad!

Jared: Oh, Terry. You’re, like, the only person in this house who apologises before using the f-word and its derivatives. I don’t think you can be picky about your vocabulary when you imagine - ha-ha - Sam and Laurie - ha-ha. Anyways, cute little flower Terry Barnett, we need to do something about you, and it was actually Laurie who gave me a brilliant idea.

Terry: Which idea?

Why Marichat needs to become pre-reveal canon

Okay so here is what I think about our favourite love square. I don’t know if anyone has talked about it, but I thought about it and just decided to write it down. Marichat needs to become a canon or at least Marinette needs to like Chat with the mask, and he needs to start liking Marinette in her civilian form. I feel like they kind of already do, but they just haven’t realised their feelings yet. Anyways the reason this needs to happen is that, they both fell for the other’s ‘perfect’ half. Ladybug has a lot in common with Marinette, I’m not going to list it, but just for example - they both have a heart of gold. But Marinette is awkward, clumsy, and shy in front of her crush, while Ladybug is the perfect superhero with seemingly loads of self esteem. Adrien on the other hand seems to be perfect in his civilian form. I mean just look at him - he is nice and kind, handsome, model, always this sort of calm and cool but never in an i-am-better-than-you-all way. While Chat Noir is his wild side, he makes mistakes, he is dorky, he can get jealous, too flirty. Chat and Mari both have features considered to be flaws (although in my opinion they are both too precious for this world) and they both fell for someone who seems to be perfect. I ship the whole love square so badly, but I think that they can’t have a healthy, normal post reveal relationship if they don’t fall for the imperfection first. Because wouldn’t Adrien love Marinette just because she is Ladybug and wouldn’t a part of him always love the other half of her more and vice versa? Besides if they can’t love each others flaws they can’t love each other at all. I feel like pre-reveal Marichat is the only way their feelings can escalate naturally. And as I said it needn’t be even a real relationship - just a spark, some real confirmation that they can love someone who’s not flawless. Otherwise there would be broken hearts (I can talk about why, if someone is interested?). Additionally it would be just perfect if they both fancy both their normal and hero form at the same time. Hope whoever is reading this got my point. And also - Marichat in my opinion won’t be sin, it would be just two dorks being awkward and cute together. Also Ladynoir is my fave part of the love square so I could not resist adding the other gif as well.

Originally posted by chatnoirhitsonme


Originally posted by ladynoir-aka-life

thediabolicesper  asked:

*face palm* I didn't mean literally crush the red head ain. You like him romantically. You never shut up about him...

Does that mean you have a “crush” on Miss Queen as well? You never shut up about trying to take her code or be amazed at every single thing she does…

I’m surprised you didn’t accuse me of having this “crush” on the El and my mission, since I probably talk about that more than I ever talk about Elsword…

athenamay24  asked:

What do you think of the "accidental dating" thing for them? I go back and forth on whether or not I think it's something that could happen. Them hanging out exclusively with each other more and more until it almost seems like maybe they're dating, and people start to assume they are, but they don't really talk about it, so it just goes on like that for a while? To me it seems to fit with the mutual crushing they have going on right now, but then I think they'd probably just ask each other out.

I (Kelly) honestly think a case could be made either way.  If you’re thinking in terms of a fanfic, I would totally read an accidental dating story! I mean both of them have been shown to be a little bold at times, but I also could see Stone in particular wanting her to call the shots. What do you guys think?

–Kelly (justlook3)

skeletorific  asked:

Hi, I'm Iloy, I like denying being super cute and having a crush on the most insane skele in the squad

Ok, that is accurate xD but really why do I always crush on the crazy ones like?? It always happens?? I mean at first it was Red but then I learned more about Blood and was like “Welp this one’s edgier and more meancing”. I guess I just like the bad ass edgy babs that can be huge sweethearts when they want to. 

and-so-it-endsss replied to your post: Do you think Kacchako is going to be canon at some…

But you always say that Horikoshi subverts tropes, and there the relationship is just too obvious. Don’t you think that he would try to portray how people change their feelings depending on experiences? I mean, the weird thing is for a person to never change their mind about liking someone.

nah. he doesn’t always subvert or deconstruct them, sometimes he just plays with them, like with Bakugou being the rival. it was obvious fromt he start, but he played with it to give Bakugou and their rivalry a lot of depth

he is playing with the love interest trope by having Ochako not say that she has a crush on Izuku, and deciding that she’s going to force those feelings down to not distract her. the love interest trope is still obvious, like with the rival trope, but he’s showing it in a different way than usual

if he did try to switch it up, i’d like for it to be something like what i wrote here and here

but yeah overall i don’t think Kacchako will be canon in any way. Horikoshi likes to play some tropes straight, while playing with them in ways that are new and interesting to the genre

i mean, i’d love to see Kacchako plausibly happen in canon, but i also don’t want romance to become a big thing in the series, particularly romantic drama. i love the series as it is about friendship and platonic relationships, i don’t want romantic drama to cloud that. 

and i think that’s why Horikoshi had Ochako say that she’s gonna push her romantic feelings away, as a way for Horikoshi to say through the narrative that romance won’t become a big thing in the series, at least right now

anonymous asked:

hey!!I'm bisexual and i honestly have the fattest crush on my best friend. She's gay and so pretty but she has depression and anxiety and i don't think it would be the best idea for me to tell her i like her. I mean i don't want to overwhelm her bc her anxiety is very bad and im not going to stress her out unnecessarily. buT THAT BEING SAID SHES SO PRETTY AND FUNNY AND SMART IM DEAD wOW. I really just needed to get that off my chest wow she's greaT and i love her sm so i'll keep quiet for now 😛

i’m so glad you’re okay with not telling her for now, that’s honestly so sweet of you. she sounds adorable, and i really really hope that it works out in the end!!

anonymous asked:

For the record I have no idea who to ask this: Do you know whether there's any study (or any instances of scholarly recognition) of the phenomenon of "romantic/sexual attraction to (an idea of) Jesus?" Like "I have a crush on Christ" but literal

I mean, there’s been a lot written about the idea of Christianity and eroticism but not eroticism thats expressed explicitly 

considering how hard it is (and sometimes impossible) to trigger a sneeze in your sleep it just fuels the suspicion that this sly motherfucker

isn’t sleeping at all

he was probably posing all along i mean look at him who sleeps like this in front of their crush 

goddammit viktor 

Day Forty-Seven

-A woman dropped a candle, scattering shattered glass across the floor. Without hesitation, she began to crush any shards she saw under her foot, smothering them into a dust. I do not know whether this was her method of cleaning, or if she was attempting to hide the evidence of her mistakes, but her determination warned me not to ask.

-An aggressively yet impressively steampunk family came through my lane and purchased the Oregon Trail board game, leaving me further puzzled about what time period they called home.

-The total for a woman’s purchase came out to exactly $33.33 and I felt like my life may have meaning again, until she had to ruin everything by “using her store card” to “save money like a financially responsible adult.”

-I handed a child his toy zebra after scanning it. This, to him, was an intense show of kindness, and he seemed to vow his life to me in this moment. From then until he was well into the parking lot, he did not take his eyes off of me, waving persistently and shouting his goodbyes. I appreciate the adoration. I hope to see him again soon. I hope he has developed object permanence by this point.

-A man came through my lane, furious at me for the fact that we were out of a Kenny Chesney CD. I am so sorry for this man, this white heterosexual Christian man, that he has to deal with such intense persecution today.

-A girl in her twenties witnessed me hand a child a sticker and was clearly struck with envy. When it came to be her turn, she wasted no time asking for one, just as I wasted no time handing her one, just as she wasted no time plastering it across her face, just as I wasted no time appointing her as my role model.

-I watched as a baby, screaming and crying in fury, did the only thing he possibly could, and began to aggressively lick his blanket up and down. I have said it before and I will say it again: Babies. Are. Incredible.

-A woman came through with, I believe, three prepubescent boys who would not stand still long enough to be properly counted. They bombarded me with questions which I attempted to answer in rapid fire. “Is your name really Tom?” No. “Then why is your name tag like that?” They gave it to me. Store policy. “So everyone has a random name assigned?” Yes. It promotes equality in the workplace. “Are you wearing a Christmas sweater?” Yes. “Okay.” It is possible that I sacrificed honesty for speed here. 

I just watched the scene from episode one of Yuri on Ice again where Yuuri is skating Stay Close to Me while Victor is… i want to cry it’s so good. They put so much detail into the differences between Victor and Yuuri’s expressions.

Victor looks very tired, sad, like his heart isn’t really in it at all. Obviously he’s skating beautifully, but he doesn’t feel what the music is saying, a lover’s plea to stay close.

Meanwhile Yuuri has a little smile on his face as the song reaches its climax. He, who has every right to be sad and depressed after big losses, managed to find joy in skating this song and showing it to his childhood crush. He might not be skating it as flawlessly as Victor, but you can see on his face that he feels what the song means. I absolutely can’t wait to see how they’re going to bring this back around at the end of the series based on how well Victor and Yuuri’s relationship has been developing so far. Yuuri is learning that he’s allowed to ask someone else to stay close to him, while Victor is rediscovering what it was that made him love skating. I still hope we get to learn more about Victor because there’s so much to him that we don’t know, but I have a feeling that everything in the series is going to tie back to this eventually.

My favorite trope in the miraculous ladybug fandom for fanfiction is when Adrien Knows™ that Marinette has The Crush™ on him but he’s still an awkward cup of butter and he doesn’t know how to actually handle it bc he just wants to be “Friends” and
“no Nino I do not have a crush on Mari I just think she’s super cool and I want to have the Friendship™”
and
“wait why is she laughing at what Nathanael said, my puns are funny, oh golly gosh she sure is cute when she laughs”

“Oh boy a lot of Ppl have crushes on her, I can see why…I mean I DONT have a crush on her but I mean she is really pretty and super nice and did you see how many freckles are on her face? Even the sun loves her! Look at all those sun kisses….I’m a little jealous ….”

And

“I just want her to like me..wait no I mean I want her to like-like me..WAIT! I mean I know she likes-likes me bc she has the Crush™ and I just want her to like me so we can be talk and be friends bc I like her and NINO STOP LAUGHING YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN”

And finally they become friends and its him just spending all this time being in denial about his crush on her until Adrien looks at her one day and she just gives him The Smile™ and his heart does the Thump-Thump-You-In-Love-Bud™

“Nino, I have made an error”