like in two or three days idk

tbh idk how anyone can work retail and still be a capitalist. i put away two to three weeks’ worth of my salary in cold hard cash through one single transaction like, daily. all that cash gets funneled directly to whomever the fuck owns the company, and you can bet your ass he’s not the one on his feet and not allowed to sit down all day

Dream Daddy was announced like, what, two maybe three days ago? And like there’s already compliants and discourse and shit. What. The. Fuck. The game hasn’t even come out yet, like you don’t know shit about it, yet people are still fucking complaining and shit? Sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up until the game comes out, like damn.

anonymous asked:

do you have science bros headcanons because i watched avengers again and i have a lot of science bros feels

SURE I DO I DON’T TALK ABOUT THEM ENOUGH THANK YOU ANON <3

  • post aou tony has kept a part of research sealed bc no one can use bruce’s lab if he’s not there to approve of it
  • they’ve pulled all-nighters designing stuff and doing research together and fallen asleep sharing the sofa more than once actually every time
  • whenever bruce drops a hint that there’s something he likes (idk ‘I had such nice green tea in that forgotten village in china once’ and the likes) three days later he finds stocks of that stuff in his kitchen/cupboards. the first two times he was weirded out, the third he realized it was tony being tony and genuinely wanting to *be friends* so he just took it in stride
  • bruce also took it as a personal victory that one day he managed to get tony to only drink tea rather than coffee
  • bruce is also a+ at cooking so more than once he cooked for the both of them/occasionally pepper/whoever else was around but same way tony caught on his hints re liking tea or this particular fruit or whatever else, he gets hints about what tony actually likes to eat and tries to go for that without being told
  • they have amicable disagreements on which star trek series is better but they don’t disagree on anything when it comes to star wars
  • they’ve had late night conversation whose data jarvis deleted the moment they were done in which they had extensive talks about the not so a+ parenting they experienced and regretted they didn’t get to meet before they were both in their forties
  • in bed they’re totally switches actually they switch also for who’s the big spoon or the little spoon
  • tony’s the one breaking the ice if it comes to making sex life spicier but then he’s at first surprised and then not so much when bruce first goes like ‘okay sounds cool’ and then proposes to add something 100% more intense to the mix
  • bruce has also stopped worrying about opening his closet and finding out there’s three new shirts hung inside it
  • more than once they used the labs to build completely ridiculous shit that was never gonna work out just for the kicks
  • no one wants to watch scifi or scienc-y movies with them (or even the x-files) because they always end up discussing how this or that works or if it’s within the laws of physics and everyone else is just like let us watch the damned thing
  • at some point they made themselves friendship bracelets but no one knows that. they’re like the most complicated bracelets anyone could come up with. (obv red/yellow and green/purple.) then bruce’s got ruined when he transformed next so tony made him another and he keeps that one with his stuff rather than wearing it so it doesn’t break
  • everyone is surprised that bruce doesn’t mind working with tony blasting metal music from the other side of the lab but he just shrugs and goes like nothing wrong with iron maiden why is everyone assuming I only listen to classical, this while tony is basically like where has this guy been all my life (the reverse happens if bruce happens to want to work with classical)

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it’s me!!! althea!!!! with my first ever follow forever!!! i wanted to do something nice for my mutuals and like fingers crossed this actually works or else rip me ☹ but i hit 300 followers the other day which for me was like a big thing because before i remade like two weeks ago it had taken me like three years to get that many!! and like everyone who’s ever interacted with me even on anon like thank u i lov u so so much!!! you always make me smile and idk i want to make u smile with this in return!!!💖💖💖 okay so!!!! 

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love-elizabeth-the-3rd  asked:

Okay! So maybe she continues to behave a little off with seven but okay with the others, and maybe now Seven starts feeling like really concerned but he's confused because that's what he wanted? But now he's starting to wonder if that's what he really wants, and he kind of starts to feel like MC felt when he did that to her. Maybe she starts opening up to one of the members a bit more now since she cant with him, and he feels bothered by that, lol idk but really just go nuts with it x")

707: The Cold Treatment [Part TWO]

Thanks for the request!! Here’s part two, everyone~

–R.I.

Click for: [Part One] [Part Three]

Seven laid in bed, staring up at the dark ceiling, dimly lit by the moonlight peeking through the windows. For the past two days, you had been brushing him off coldly, but you seemed to be perfectly fine in the chatroom. He’d given up on bringing up your strange behaviour in the chatroom, but he had continued his attempts to talk to you, worried.

Pfft. Who was he kidding?

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Jared x Reader: Part I

(Part II)

Pairing: Jared Padalecki x reader

Warning(s): Implied death of Gen and sad!Jared… Like, Jared being sad would make me sad, but other than that, I think it’s good! (Like, literally. This is super chill, and there’s not even a kiss. Nooo! lol [Reader and Jared aren’t a couple yet.] But maybe I’ll write a part 2. idk) (Okay, like two/three cuss words?, but yeah.) 

Summary: It’s been exactly two years since Gen died in a car accident, which makes it’s a pretty hard day for Jared, but he still keeps going with his panels. 

Word count: 1388 (Whew! Ended up a little longer than I really expected!)

A/N: I just really want to make sure people don’t think that I don’t like Genevieve Cortese/Padalecki. I think her and Jared are a freaking adorable couple, and she’s awesome! This just popped into my head Tuesday morning, so I wanted to write it. (Not to mention all the JIBcon 8 panels I’ve been watching… lol) Hope you guys like it!
(Picture credit goes to @polystyrenejen on Twitter!)

I watched Jared answering questions up on stage from the side door. He’d been doing pretty well all of today, trying to act like he wasn’t struggling with what day it was. He was more quiet and down when he wasn’t around fans, but he smiled and laughed during photo ops and autographs and his panel with Misha had gone well. The fact that most of the fans knew what day it was, was helpful too, since they were being a little more sensitive.

This was his last thing for today, his solo panel.

I was about to head back to the green room, when I heard somebody ask, “What’s your favorite season and why?”

I stopped, knowing what the answer usually was. Season four. The season he met Genevieve in. But today was a bad day to ask that. A really bad day. I turned around to look at him.

Jared froze for a second before swallowing hard. “Um… Uh, probably season four.”

Okay, let it go. You got a partial answer.

“Why?” the fan repeated.

Oh, God, please no…

Jared bit his lip, looking up at the high ceiling for a second, and glanced back. “I, um, it’s the season where I, uh, met-” his voice broke “-Gen.”

The person asking the question looked genuinely confused, as if they weren’t sure why Jared was getting emotional. They were either new and hadn’t had the chance to find out anything about our cast yet or they really just didn’t know much about Jared in general.

I walked up to Ashlyn, the woman who made sure the cast left their panels on time and whispered to her, “Can I crash his panel for the last few minutes?” 

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YouTuber: Lim Changkyun
Username: I.M WHAT I.M
Subsrciber count: 5,001,431
Most watched video: I.M WHAT I.M - PPAP
Fanbase: I.MEME
About: Lim Changkyun is a quite fresh top YouTuber of the industry. He had his major breakthrough with an on going trend - PPAP - which he recreated flawlessy and it went viral. He started the series of “Guides by a man” which is a mix of being savage with his friends, a parody and a piece of life from your favourite boy, Changkyun. He uploads monthly, keeping his fanbase waiting for too long for quality content videos. He is the meme/crack king of YouTube. His fanbase mostly consist of males but he has plenty of female subscirbers as well. He posts a lot on Twitter but hardly ever replies to his mentions, keeping the fans confused when he tweets things like: “New video coming soon” which will be released in like three weeks or two days later. The world might never know.


Monsta X as YouTubers series: Shin Hoseok, Yoo Kihyun, Lim Changkyun, Lee Minhyuk, Chae Hyungwon, Son Hyunwoo, Lee Jooheon

A MIGHTY HOMECOMING

Request: N/A

A/N: just thought I’d write something to let you guys know I’m not dead 😊

Dad!Steve x reader

Word count: 1507

Summary: You and Steve became parents a few years ago. You knew it would be difficult, but with Steve going off on missions all the time, it gets really hard.

Warnings: smidge of angst, big parenting decisions? idk

 (GIF not mine)

Originally posted by unchartedghoul

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An Arkham Love Story - Leto!Joker x Reader

So I decided to fulfill two requests at once. I know it’s been a while since I wrote something other than a chapter for the Beginning and I hope you like this. Enjoy. -J.xx

The joker and reader and in arkham together and he toys with her mind a bit (I prefer him in the straight jacket for some reason. I like the way he has to sway when he wants move? Idk. Totally put your own spin on this) can end however you choose. Or like maybe like he draws her closer and closer and kills her 🙃 what? Idk. I love you so much 💕 

Could you do a jokerxreader for leto in arkham and he falls for another inmate? Maybe she’s in the cell next to his 


Three months, four days, and seven hours since she was first escorted into the cell across the hall from his. Three months, four days, and five hours since she first piqued his interest. And two hours since he killed her.

It had been an uneventful day when they brought her in. He had been sitting in the corner of his cell, restrained in his straightjacket, arguing with himself over something he couldn’t even remember now. After the orderlies had finally walked away, he shimmied himself across the floor, pressing himself up against the glass door.

In the cell across from him looked to be a young girl, her back facing him. He banged his head on the glass a few times to get her attention. She finally turned after he had given himself a sufficient enough headache, looking at him with complete disinterest. And it was with that look that he knew he was hooked.

Over the following weeks, he got to know her better. Her name was Y/N, and that’s all anyone knew. Or at least, all that they wanted any of the other inmates to find out about. But he had connections in the asylum so it wasn’t long before her found out her story too.

A couple months before Y/N was admitted to Arkham, she experienced a psychotic break, trapping her family in their house and setting it on fire. She had killed her parents and three siblings, and when the police arrived on the scene, they found her rocking back and forth on the lawn in front of the burning home. She was unresponsive to the authorities, and before long, they sent her to the asylum.

“Hey, fire girl,” he called to her one day, smiling one of his signature smiles and swaying slightly, “So why did you kill your family?”

“Suck a dick.”

“I’m kinda stuck,” he said, wiggling around in his straightjacket and trying to bend forward, “Can’t reach myself.”

“Then hang yourself.”

“I’d like it better if you burned me,” he laughed, but she didn’t seem to think it was very funny.

Shrugging, he scooted back over to his corner, calling back to her, “You’ll change your mind soon enough.”

“And you can’t die soon enough.”

But not long after that exchange, she had managed to break herself out of her cell and get into his. She first used the straps of his jacket to strangle him, but soon was pressing her mouth over his. They rolled around on the floor of his cell for a while, fighting for dominance, before she crept back into her cell when they heard the guards making their rounds. The pair quickly fell into a routine after that, Y/N sneaking out of her cell to be with him the second the guards rounded the corner out of their hallway.

This morning had started out like any other day, lots of incoherent ramblings and pacing the length of his small cell after another sleepless night. But then he decided that he didn’t want to be in Arkham anymore. So he managed, after much struggle, to get his straightjacket off and pulled back the piece of metal wall that concealed the wires for the door.

Y/N was just coming back from her weekly therapy session when he saw the way she was looking at one of the guards. She had that look on her eye that she always had when she snuck into his cell at night. It immediately made his blood begin to boil inside his veins.

“Take notes, sweetheart,” he called to her before connecting the right wire ends to open the door.

Within seconds, he had both guards incapacitated; one snapped neck, one makeshift shank to the forehead. Y/N stared at him with wide eyes, never having seen him in action until now. And before she could utter a word, he had her pushed back into his cell, grabbing his straightjacket and wrapping it around her neck this time.

“Was I not good enough for you? Huh? Why were you making googly eyes at the guard?” he grunted, squeezing the jacket tighter and tighter.

Y/N clawed at his face, drawing blood but he didn’t mind. He continued to strangle her, his screaming becoming more and more nonsensical. He didn’t know when exactly she died, and he didn’t know when exactly they came to take him away.

But now here he was, strapped to an upright metal gurney as they pumped tranquilizers into him in attempts to calm him back down. But he had built up a tolerance for them over the years so he just continued to laugh, and laugh, and laugh, and laugh.

anonymous asked:

Your gaston pregnancy imagine is amazing. I was wondering if you would be able to do like a follow up to the labor or something like that. Im not very good at requesting things. (I also don't know the rules of your blog so if your inbox is closed feel free to ignore this)

My inbox is open from now into the foreseeable future!! Don’t be shy to drop on by, honestly, this request is fantastic because I just so happen to have had requests that could be in a certain order- i.e. The last one was Reader telling Gaston that she’s pregnant, this one being Reader going into labor, and the next (which I will start on right after posting this) being a follow up to these two request! Unfortunately, all of them have been Anon, so I cannot thank you three (or one, if you’re a sneaky little devil who planned this) properly for these amazing asks- right around Mother’s Day too!

Word Count: Idk prolly around 1000

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“Gaston,” you repeat for the uptenth time that evening, attempting to shake your husband’s shoulder. Your nine-month, ready-to-burst, pregnant stomach kept you on your side as you slept, so you weren’t really able to move too much. Having your 200lbs husband sleeping with his arm wrapped securely around your aforementioned giant stomach really didn’t help much.

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What I eat in a day MAY day 4.

Guys why the faaack have I been craving pizza every day?! I never eat pizza and today SURPRISE I had it again. 😩 But whatever I’ve been losing around a ½ pound a day still so maybe the pizza diet should be a thing? Jk, I’m going to start lowering my carb intake tomorrow. 

Idk how low I’m planning to go I’m not really going to count them just gonna avoid things that are high in carbs. Like PIZZA! 😆 

Anywaaaays, on with what I ate: 

Meal one: Breakfast Milkshake: Banana, Kale, Cacao, Pb2, Acai, Hemp Seeds, Chia Seeds, Avacado, Vanilla Soy Milk

Meal two: Fired Pie (Marinara, Olives, sun-dried tomatoes, onions, artichokes, mushrooms, basil & cilantro.)

 Meal three: Microwave dairy-free gluten-free Amy’s mac & cheese. 

I HAVE HAD NO DIET SODA TODAY. (Not because I didn’t want it or purposely avoided it but because I ran out and it was too hot to walk to circle k.) 

Wow, I must say I’m a little ashamed. I actually ate like shit today. But tomorrow’s a new day & food is just food. I’m still losing weight, and my calories are still low enough to reach my goals, so it’s all good! 😊

anonymous asked:

Hey ok so this is the first time in sending a request and may ask for a scenario with kirishima where like he and his like friend are just messing around and something happens that makes them go "Oh shit I think I like you" Idk if this makes sense but even you don't understand im sure it will still come out great as always. I hope you have a great day!

“And now…” You held your hairbrush up to your mouth like a microphone, “It’s time for another round of Slice-n-Dice Rowdy Time with Sharp Boy Kirishima! Kirishima, are you ready?”
Kirishima grinned, hardening up his hands. “Hell yeah! Come at me!”
“Then in three… two… one… Begin!” You slammed down on the tennis ball shooter, which was filled with dozens of empty aluminum cans. He jumped in the air, ready to slash. This was always his favorite part of the week. He felt the cans crumple and split like ribbons when he hit them, not letting a single one touch the ground. He had one whole minute to get as many as possible, or until the machine ran out.
“You’ve got three seconds! Two! One! And time is up! Let’s tally it up now.”
The two of you ran around the field, grabbing as many fucked up cans as possible.
“I’ve got 27.”
“43 here.”
“Holy shit dude, I think that’s a new record! Nice!”
You were laughing super hard, arms full of shitty halves of soda cans. With the way the sun was setting, it looked like a scene out of a shitty movie. Kirishima loved it. He loved you.
Wait, what?
“Alright, lets get some trash bags and clean this up or Iida’ll be up our asses for weeks.”
“Yeah, you’re right.” Ignore it for now, Kirishima. Deal with it later today and just clean up the cans. Clean up the cans and don’t think about how pretty [Name] is.
“So, same time next week?”
“Hell yeah, dude. You bring the cans.”
“You bring your cool ass Quirk and we’ve got a deal!”
This was going to be a problem.

When you’re dating Jaemin and Jeno feels left out

Thank you so much for requesting! I’m glad this is my first Jaemin scenario~ ^^ I hope you like this as much as I liked writing this! 

i’m crying i miss nana so much ugh i hope he’s doing okay ;-; and sorry for the shortness of this scenario, i struggled a bit with this >< the request is so cute, i’m a little scared this isn’t as good as it should be >< ANYWAY, I REALLY HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS~ 


Words: 1127

Pretty mild Fluff, somewhat cute idk man

Requested by @dinochimin17 ♥

Originally posted by lafillesansnom


You smiled, looking at the two boys who were walking down the hallway, towards your classroom. Jeno had his arm around Jaemin’s shoulders and he was probably teasing him about something, judging from their faces. It felt like it had only been yesterday when you first ran into the two in the hallway on the first day of high school.

Your locker was between their lockers and you three just happened to be at the lockers at the same time after school, ready to go home.

“Hello locker neighbor,” Jaemin grinned and opened his locker.

“Hi,” you greeted him, a little surprised by his sudden greeting.

“Do you have a name?” Jeno asked from your other side, taking some books out of his locker.

“Don’t all humans?” you asked, making the boy look at you.

“Cocky, I see,” he said and stuffed the books in his backpack.

“I’m Na Jaemin,” Jaemin said and you turned to look at him. “And he’s Lee Jeno.”

Why are they so good-looking?

“And you?” Jaemin asked when you stayed quiet for a bit.

“______,” you said with a small smile.

“We aren’t in the same class, are we?” Jeno asked.

You shook your head. “I don’t think so.”

“Well, it’s okay since we’ll see each other daily anyway,” Jaemin smiled. “We’re locker neighbors after all.”

That’s how your first meeting had been. Anyway, let’s now fast-forward to the present: you three were now best friends. You had your own little squad that consisted of just you three. There were a lot of other students who you considered friends and they occasionally hung out with you three but the three of you were always together. You spent a lot - I repeat, a lot - of time together, at school and outside of school. You even studied together sometimes, though it was usually pointless as you three just couldn’t shut up when you were together.

“Ready to go eat?” Jeno asked when the two stopped in front of you.

“I’ve been waiting for this the whole day,” you said and started walking.

“It’s still early,” Jaemin pointed out with a chuckle.

“I know,” you stated and you three went into the cafeteria, chatting about this and that.

“Yo,” another one of your friends sat down opposite you after you three had sat down at your usual table.

You greeted her with a smile.

“So, did you fail your test?” Jeno asked before stuffing some of the food in his mouth.

“No,” she grinned and gave the boy a nudge. “I got twenty points.”

Jeno almost chocked on his food while you chuckled. “That was a close call,” you commented. “One point less than that you would have failed.”

“Yeah, I’m glad I passed,” she smiled and stuffed some food in her mouth.

She and Jeno started squabbling about something and you and Jaemin just listened to them, used to this kind of stuff. It wasn’t serious, the two just liked to tease each other. 

Meanwhile, you and Jaemin ate quietly. 

“Here, try this,” he said and fed you when you opened your mouth. “Good, right?” he smiled.

You nodded your head with a wide smile. “It’s really good.”

“You should eat a lot. I know you haven’t been eating properly lately,” he said and gave you a pout.

“The exams stressed me out so much I couldn’t eat, I didn’t do it on purpose,” you defended yourself.

“Luckily you have me,” he said. “I’ll make sure you always eat enough.”

“I’m going to get fat,” you stated.

“It’s okay, I’ll exercise with you.”

You rolled your eyes with a smile. It had been a few months already since you and Jaemin had started dating. It all happened so quickly that you had no idea when you fell for him. Yes, he was popular and handsome but it’s not like those things made you fall for him. It had most likely been his great personality. He was sweet and caring and got along with pretty much anyone. The looks and popularity were just a plus, though you sometimes wondered if the real reason behind you falling for him had been that happy, bright smile he had. It was absolutely gorgeous, who wouldn’t fall for it?

After mustering up your courage, you had confessed to him and to your surprise, he answered to your confession with “I like you too”. Things worked out between you two and now you were dating happily. He always took good care of you and you sometimes wondered what you had done to receive that kind of treatment.

“You deserved it by being yourself,” Jaemin had answered when you had asked him about it. 


Jaemin handed you one of his earphones and you took it with a smile before putting it in your ear. Jaemin put the other one in his ear and you two listened to the music while walking down the street, holding hands.

“I know you two are in love and all but I’m like right here,” Jeno whined behind you two, looking at how you held hands. He wasn’t jealous, or at least that’s what he told himself. After knowing you both for quite some time, seeing you all lovey-dovey didn’t suit his taste. It was weird to him.

“You’re just jealous,” Jaemin teased with his usual phrase. 

“Yeah, as if,” Jeno rolled his eyes. He forced himself between you two, breaking you apart. “Let’s do something fun today,” he suggested. “The exams are over and we finally have some time to relax. I suggest we continue our tradition and go to the arcade.”

“We already kind of planned something,” Jaemin scratched the back of his head apologetically but Jeno missed the hint.

“Really? That’s great! What are we going to do?”

“We’re going to the movies,” Jaemin said. “We have two tickets.”

“Are we ditching her?” Jeno asked.

“No, you’re not,” you nudged him who just grinned.

“So, it’s the two of you again? Alone?” he asked.

Jaemin nodded. “Sorry Jeno.”

“Nah, don’t worry about it,” he said and let go of you two. “I didn’t want to hang out with you two anyways,” he joked and patted your backs. “Have fun.”

“You should do something too,” you said to him when he started to walk away.

“Not feeling like it,” Jeno waved his hand without turning around. “See you.”

After hearing your goodbyes, he stopped walking and turned around. He looked at how you two walked away, already laughing at something. He couldn’t help but feel a little salty.

I guess it’s fine as long as they don’t break up. That would be nasty.

He then turned around and continued walking while smiling a little.

Oh, well. At least they are happy together.

rose-grangerweasleyisbae  asked:

Oeh three people dinamic. I like it. What about Charlie Oliver and Marcus? Perfect match for some quidditch banter, maybe one is for team A, the other for team B and the third one just laughs as the other two fight? Idk im sure you'll make something nice out of it

Balancing their work and their relationship was always hard. Marcus had his small league team, Oliver had his trainer program, and Charlie had his dragons. Planning a date night was like organizing a break into Gringotts, so when they got a golden opportunity, they sure weren’t going to let it pass.

“I’ve got the tickets, who has the keys?” Oliver called, already out the door with excitement.

“I do,” Marcus replied, checking his pockets before helping Charlie with the bags.

Charlie frowned. “Is Oliver carrying something other than the tickets?”

“The portkey, probably,” Marcus said while rolling his eyes.

They would be spending three days camping in the surrounding area of the Quidditch World Cup, with the opportunity to watch the quarters, semis, and finals of the Cup. Sure, they spent a ridiculous amount of their savings in the tickets, but this was about more than just Quidditch.

At least Charlie had hoped so.

“You’re daft if you think Germany is getting anywhere near enough points to get through this round. Daft!”

“Do you think I want them to win? But it’s simple statistics, get your head out of your ass, Oliver!”

Charlie left the tent a few minutes after one of them threatened to go cheer for the American team just to piss off the other, and he didn’t come back for hours.

Finally, Marcus and Oliver found him lying on top of a hill, throwing a snitch in the air and catching it right before it hit him in the face.

“Hey, where you’ve been?” Oliver asked, sitting on Charlie’s right side while Marcus took the left.

Charlie sat up and shrugged. “Here.”

Oliver and Marcus exchange glances before Marcus spoke, “We’re worry. We didn’t realize you’d… I mean we didn’t think-”

“You never mind when we argue at home,” Oliver supplied, looking very confused.

“That’s because it’s our home life! It’s hectic and crazy, and arguing is part of it but here…” Charlie sighed, hoping he wasn’t being too dramatic. “We were supposed to have a vacation from all that and just spend a three-day long date with each other but we haven’t even kissed since we got here.”

Marcus immediately leaned in and planted a kiss on Charlie’s cheek. Oliver followed his lead and did the same.

Charlie smiled despite himself. “You’re both very silly.”

“And very sorry,” Oliver said and stood up. “Let’s go start the date. Marcus and I fixed the hole in the tent.”

“You made a hole in the tent?!”

Marcus looked at Oliver with murderous eyes.

“Uh, I guess you left before that…” Oliver scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

Marcus got to his feet and offered his hand to Charlie. “We’ll make it up to you.”

Charlie took his hand and stood up, lacing his other arm with Oliver’s. “Fine. But if either of you go to cheer for the Americans, this relationship is over.”


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5.26.17 Day One (88/100 days of productivity)

So, last night Theresa went home for the weekend, which means I have the apartment to myself. It’s lonely as fuck! But, I will live. Today was my first full day alone in the apartment. 

I woke up this morning and it was pouring down rain once again, so I decided not to go to the gym. I attempted to do an at home ab workout, only to realize that in focusing on the other muscle groups of my body and neglecting my abs for the past, idk, two or three years, I’ve lost control of that muscle group. Like, most of the ab exercises I liked to do involved activating abs by moving the other parts of my body, but I just couldn’t do it. My abs wouldn’t get their shit together! So, now I know where I need to focus my attention in the coming work outs.

Waking up alone was kind of hard. I had my volunteer interview and I was extra stressed without Theresa here to prep with me. But, I got through it! I basically have the position, it’s only a matter of filling out some paper work. I’m really excited to have the opportunity to work with children again and I’ll get involved at my local art museum!

After the interview I went to my old job to hang out with my supervisors. I ended up starting the image above (I finished it about an hour ago). It was nice to catch up and stay out of the rain for a few hours. It was also nice to not be alone all day, and it looks like I’ll be hanging out with my supervisor on Sunday too. 

I spent the rest of the day holed up inside my apartment; drawing, binge watching SNL, and (now) watching Modern Family. Tomorrow will be much more productive, as I plan to put a dent in the homework I have due this coming week. 

Good night!

louisthesixteenth  asked:

18 + madilton

18. things you said when you were scared

angst for payback for that v*re fan art you sent me earlier

Alex stayed pressed to the wall of the elevator, too scared to move, for reasons he couldn’t rationalize. 

He had run the scenario through is head a dozen times on the subway over, but couldn’t think of any positive outcome of telling his co-worker that he was in love with him. 

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||❥ locker room dates (m)

s e o k m i n ! s c e n a r i o

b a s k e t b a l l  p l a y e r ! a u

Originally posted by j1nwoo

word count: 2,677  

genre: smut mixed with minor fluff? 

request: seokmin being a basketball star on the college team and one day he (meaning teammate hoshi) accidentally hits the reader and friendship/fwb starts idk

✎ finally completed this seokmin request :^) i already have another planned for him and it’s a combination of two requests so thank u to the anons who suggested!!


When Kwon Soonyoung had angled his elbow and placed a concentrated palm atop mahogany leather, he certainly didn’t expect the three point shot to bounce right off the rim of the net. It was simply a practice, a mere exercise before the tournament rumbled like a stampede of bulls around the corner. His coffee flecked irises feathered after the basketball’s jump off the net, sharp enamel piercing a soft lower lip as he watched it land directly where it shouldn’t have.

Your head.

Now Soonyoung didn’t mean to imbue the deathly fizzle in your glare, how you grasped the basketball and pulled back a swift leg before booting it toward his chest. It was by all means an accident, his feet lightly shuffling over a polished gymnasium floor as he barely stopped the leather from plastering his flesh poppy red. But what sunk everything even further into murky waters was the basketball team’s star player, Lee Seokmin, sauntering over to check of your state. Soonyoung studied the situation with pupils a thin line, eyelids nothing but tiny slits. You and him were somewhat friends after all, at least enough for Soonyoung to be aware of your heart’s content for Seokmin.

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soulmatesinanimpala  asked:

Hey Sera! So let me just start by saying what a blessing JIB8 was. I was curious as to what your thoughts were on why Jared would be sleeping in the same room as Misha while jensen is in the other room? I have my own theories, like the fact that Jensen never said it was night, so they could have been taking a nap. Also, Jared says "this is the night, or the day of?" (Wtv that means??) so we don't know how long they actually were in the rented house.

(cont.) But like I said I’m curious about your theories! And also what a day to be a tinhat - Jared saying “he had been put to the rest the night before.” I live for innuendo-induced giggly husbands.

Anon 1: from a totally non-hat, just observational perspective, I felt like mentioning the sleeping situation and snoring was almost shoehorned in there. maybe I’m wrong. but in over 10 years, j2 have shared hotel rooms and, from a non-hat only friendship perspective, have probably shared beds. it almost seemed like, ‘look!! we didn’t share a room!! in fact, jared shared a room with someone else! nothing fishy going on here!’ idk, maybe it’s just me :)


Hello, both of you lovely people!

Whoa. Can I just say that this is one of the more confusing stories I’ve heard them tell as of late? The more I think about it, the more confused I get. How about we dissect it a little bit?

(37:30) So Misha rents a house for the filming of the finale that happens on a location that’s two hours drive from Vancouver, right? Filming takes three days and Misha invites the J’s over to spare them the trouble of driving.

Let me just point out some weird things about this story.

  • Jared was sick during their stay with Misha. Why would he be the one to sleep on the floor?
  • They spent at least two(?) days there judging by Jared’s “put to the test the night before” comment, but they’re still unsure of how many bedrooms the house had. “Two AT MOST” - what if there were more, but a certain duo couldn’t admit to sharing? And obviously neither of them shared with Misha, if you know what I mean.
  • Was there no sofa in the house? It was supposed to be huge. And to think of that, only two bedrooms in a very large house?
  • Why would the person who actually paid for the house share his room? Especially when the “bromance” of J2 is so well-known to everyone.
  • Why would Jensen wake up to Jared’s snoring? It’s not like he’s not used to it by now. Granted, flu can make it worse, but surely Jensen would be used to that too by now.

Did this even happen, or was it made up to entertain the fans? I know I posted my headcanon shortly after watching this panel live from Periscope, but I’ve come to doubt the whole thing. I don’t know what to think of it. On the surface it sounds cute, but it raises so many questions.

Anyway, thank you for your messages and I’m so sorry it took me so long to get to them! I hope you both are enjoying your weekends right now. :)

Originally posted by aborddelimpala

anonymous asked:

for the revs and roman, what are their myers-briggs types? (idk if you know that but like, introvert or extrovert, do they focus on the present or the future, do they think things through or are they impulse-driven, and do they prefer a structured or spontaneous lifestyle?)

This has been sitting in my inbox for days BECAUSE YOU MADE ME PUT ALL OF THESE CHARACTERS THROUGH A MYERS-BRIGGS TEST.

But I did it and here’s what they turned out as:

Roman: INFP

Ten:   ISTP

One:   ISTJ 

Two: ENTP

Three: ISTJ  

Four:  ISTP

Five: ESTP

Six: ISTJ  (wow, lots of ISTJs on this list) 

 

Seven: INFP


Eight: ISTP


Nine:  INFP

NONE of my characters are MINE, INTP.

Anon, you’d better appreciate this, cuz this took me over an hour to answer, which is exactly why I avoided answering it for so long, holy christ.