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anonymous asked:

I headcanon Lena as a big nerd, just as much as Katie so I think she would love Star Wars quite a lot. I bet she has thought about naming her children Luke and Leia, especially because it works with the whole L.L. thing. I don't know if Kara would like that though

Or… If they had a daughter they could name her Lexa. It would be a cute tribute to both Alex and Lex. It would work better if Lex wasn’t bad but still cute

lena luthor is the biggest nerd you’ll ever meet

she’s so ridiculously passionate about it and everything she likes and it’s incredible funny (and annoying) to let her and winn together (nobody will ever forget that one incident where they had a discussion of epic proportions of which was better, star wars or star trek (lena won, star wars is better) or that one time they spent two consecutive game nights without talking to each other because they had a disagreement when they were playing a video game).

lena quoting all the classics (movies and literature alike) and giving herself peep talks based on speeches from her favorite characters.

don’t tell anyone but she has a collection of star wars themed stuff. like mugs, posters, action figurines, shirts (her favorite is one with darth vader, he’s pointing and “the empire needs you” is written underneath him)… at one point she briefly considered trying to build her own version of the millennium falcon but that rly didn’t turn out well for her.

when she’s younger, when being a luthor isn’t so bad, when lex still hasn’t turned mad, she wants to have twins so she can name them luke and leia, where they’ll be loved and cared for, will know the best things in life and won’t ever go a day without love and attention, won’t have to discover what’s it like to grow up without their parents.

she grows up and the name luthor starts getting more infamous, harder to bear, and when lex turns mad, she mourns for the children she never had and thinks she won’t ever have, because she’ll never want for their children to suffer like she’s suffering just because of their last name.

she meets kara and she discovers how it is to be loved, appreciated and cared for. she finds out the wonderful feeling of someone loving you because of you are, despite of your flaws. she rediscovers the feeling of being teased in a loving manner, something she only had with lex - her lex, the one from before - and kara’s “you’re such a nerd, lee” always gives her a rush, makes her heart beat faster and her cheeks blush, even if she acts annoyed (everyone can see she’s fighting off a smile)

she and kara grow more intimate, more comfortable, and by this points they know basically everything there’s to know about each other.

when kara found out she wanted to have twins so she could name them luke and leia, she laughed and called lena cute. when she found out lena’s motives and how she had given up on it, her gaze grew impossibly serious and sad. she gathered lena in her arms and hugged her fiercely, as tightly as she dared.

later, when they’re already cuddling in bed, kara hesitates a moment before saying “we could name him luke… if we had a son. but i was thinking about lexa, in case we had a daughter. you know, because of alex and um.. lex”

lena feels like her heart stopped beating and she doesn’t know how long she stays without breathing, but the next things she knows is she has already turned around and has her face pressed in kara’s shoulder, her tears soaking the blonde’s shirt. she murmurs a soft “thank you” and kara responded by squeezing her just a bit tighter, a movement that at this point lena knows mean ‘you’re welcome’, ‘anything for you’ and 'i love you’ combined, but also so many others things that neither are capable of putting into words.

anonymous asked:

Okay but if we're doing headcanons here for Tythan then just imagine this: Mark is doing some charity livestream and playing games on the couch while the others are "gone" but it turns out that Tyler and Ethan are behind the couch cuddling and kissing off camera, and Mark never realizes that they are, and Amy and Catherine just kinda snort at the oblivious Mark


i love how in nearly every ship headcanon, it involves amy and kathryn being the insiders i love it

also bonus points if tythan is behind the couch together because ethan is showing tyler memes and tyler just laughs and puts his arm around ethan so cASUALLY AND AMY AND KATHRYN DO A TYTHAN NUT

Picture this. e/R have been living together for a little while now, happily in love in and their new apartment. They decide - after much deliberation and detailed discussions about how often they’ll be home to keep it company and who’ll be in charge of picking up the food - to get a pet.

The only problem? Grantaire is a dog person and Enjolras is a cat person.

They bicker for DAYS about which to get, each trying to win the other over to their side because “OBVIOUSLY dogs are better, and here’s all the reasons why,” “What PLANET are you on, CATS are CLEARLY superior, and here’s all the reasons why”

They try getting the rest of their friends to weigh in on one side or the other to help them decide, but the field is split evenly down the middle, and eventually they decide to just go down to the local shelter and see what’s there, because maybe something’ll click.

They’re introduced to a whole lot of cats and a whole lot of dogs, and they each have their favourites but nothing really clicks.


There’s one cage that has a dog AND a cat in it, and the cat is sitting curled up in between the dog’s front paws and is hissing at them, and the dog is lying there wriggling and wagging his tail as he watches them approach.

They ask the shelter volunteer, and she says that these two come as a pair; their old owner went into a nursing home and couldn’t care for them any more, and the two of them refuse to be separated.

Grantaire’s grinning already, because he’s pretty sure that they’re going to be going home with these two animals, but he keeps himself in check because they’re not QUITE there yet.

So they go in to meet the two animals, and the dog bounds up to Grantaire the second he steps inside while the cat bolts off to a shelf in the back corner to glower at them all from a better vantage point, and Enjolras follows, making soothing noises.

Ten minutes later grantaire is on his back on the floor while the dog slobbers all over his face, and Enjolras is standing with a disgruntled-but-no-longer-hissing cat in his arms who is pretending to hate the chin rub he’s getting but who in fact is leaning into the touch.

They take the pair home and settle them in, and all their friends come around the next day to meet the two additions and fawn over them, and the cat spends the time balanced on the curtain rail and glaring at the lot of them and hissing whenever anyone getz too close, while the dog can’t decide who his favourite is because he’s getting pets from EVERYONE and it’s AMAZING.

The cat and the dog sleep in the laundry the first few nights, but somehow within a week have migrated to e/R’s room, and the dog sleeps at the end of the bed and the cat sleeps on their feet and hisses when one of them moves during the night, and eventually the cat stops hissing whenever one of them approaches him, and eventually he starts to consent to sit on their laps, and then they can’t get rid of him and he’s on top of them ALL THE TIME, the SECOND one of them is sitting down, he’s there, taking over lap space and chest space and pinning them in place. And meanwhile Grantaire teaches the dog all kinds of fun things like how to shake and roll over and high five and fetch slippers, and Enjolras teaches the dog how to gently take the mail inside without tearing it and how to bark and snap at either intruders or men who are harassing women on the street (that last one he learns through direct example from Enjolras), and how to play dead.

And it’s HILARIOUS, because even though grantaire is the dog person and Enjolras is the cat person, they sort of end up switching? Because you see, Grantaire likes to flop about the house indulging in a good cuddle, and so does the cat, but Enjolras likes to go be active and go for a daily walk or run, and so does the dog , so the cat kind of claims grantaire as his favourite and the dog claims Enjolras, and Courf still hasn’t managed to pat the cat even once, which he’s still heartbroken by, and - ultimately - it all works out brilliantly.

anonymous asked:

dude. a hunger games au where lena only has her name in a few times and gets chosen and kara was the winner from like 2 years prior so she's lena's mentor and kara would be so gay and in love w lena and want to protect her and keep her safe and lena doesn't have weapon or fighting skills but she's a genius so kara would make sure to teach her how to use her smarts to hunt and survive and then when lena wins they'd hold each other to keep the nightmares away and fall in love :)

omg yes??? jst imagine kara sending the items and v helpful and also heartfelt notes with them like giving advices then ending them with “i believe in you -k”

kara managing to get lena a lot of good sponsorships;

kara crying and suffering in the times lena comes close to dying;

when lena wins kara is the one who cheers the loudest, after that they’re just… together bc of them get each other, understand what the other has been through. at night they hold each other to keep the nightmares away and sit beside each other offering comfort when that’s not enough.

anonymous asked:


*takes deep breath* o H MAN

Who falls asleep on the couch: Naruto while watching movies, kakashi always picks him up and lays him on the bed so he doesn’t wake up sore. Naruto latches onto him like an octopus and kakashi is pulled into bed whether he’s ready to sleep or not (●´∀`●)

who wakes up first : kakashi, to finish up the mission report he lagged on the previous night and visit the memorial stone before naruto wakes up. ヽ(;▽;)ノ

who cooks the most: lol kakashi hands down. occasionally naruto tries to surprise him with recipes but they never turn out well for anyone involved so he’s kind of banned from using the kitchen for anything that involves more than boiling water while kakashi isn’t there. he’s totally cajoling kakashi into teaching him how to cook, though . (*≧▽≦)

who’s in charge of the tv remote: naruto!! he gets super emotionally invested in all of the characters and it’s kind of hilariously endearing to kakashi so he lets him have free reign over it~ ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ

who takes the longest getting ready: naruto mostly because he takes really long showers (゜▽゜;)

who takes up most of the bed: neither are used to sleeping with another person in their bed so they kind of alternate as hoggers throughout the night, but they soon fall into a happy medium and sleep nestled together in the middle  (。♥‿♥。)

if/what pets they have:  they dont have any because they’re both pretty busy with missions and don’t have the time to take on a pet fulltime, but naruto’s got a neighborhood stray he’s grown attached to and kakashi’s got a particularly resilient cactus on the apartment balcony, so there we go. (;゙°´ω°´)

pen pals, part II [peter parker x reader]

part I / part 2 / part 3

a/n: this is so bad i’m sorry lmao thank u

summary: the school of reader makes a project about having a pen pal from a different country. reader gets assigned with peter and the two start writing with each other. they get pretty close, but just keep reaaading :))

words: 1368

tw: death mention, shameless roasting of an actor, who keeps playing the spider-man card lol

tags: @parkerplease (if u would also like to be tagged, just leave me a message!! xx)

The following day, Peter rushed into school, looking for Ned, who was just putting his stuff in his locker.

“Ned!”, Peter exclaimed, running up to him.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“She called me cute”, he whispered, a trace of nervousness within it.

“Who called you cute? Liz?”

“No! Y/N, my pen pal! From the project.”

“Oh, well…dude, that’s some great news”, Ned said with a smile, while Peter, never being this called by a girl before, was on the brink of a breakdown.

The two boys started walking to their classroom, when Ned noticed how tired and drained Peter looked. His face was drawn by dark bags under his eyes.

“You look bad. Did you even sleep that night?”

“No, not really”, Peter sighed, “I was thinking about how she thinks I’m cute, all the time. Ned, what should I do now?”

“I’d say go for it. Sorta.”

“How do you sorta go for it?”

Ned shrugged his shoulders. “Just keep going and see what happens. Like, don’t mess it up now. Maybe you could tell her you’re Spiderman!”

Peter shushed Ned, as he was nearly screaming the latter part.

“No”, Peter whispered harshly, “I don’t wanna play that card. I mean, it could be helpful, but I’m not that kind of guy! I can’t just casually walk up to someone and be like “Hey, I’m a superhero”. What idiot would even do that?”

Ned chuckled. “Well, I would do it.”

“Yes, you’re the worst at keeping secrets. I also think that she doesn’t even know the Avengers. I mean, she’s from Europe and has probably never heard of them.”

9 May, 17:43

Dear Y/N,

I thought a lot about how I should respond to your mail.

Peter laid back, on the verge of deleting the start of his email for the fifth time now. “No, no, no”, he muttered to himself and continued writing.

It’s nice to hear that you think I’m cute. By the way, have you ever heard of Spider-Man? He’s a friend of mine. A good friend. He’s basically an Avenger, that’s a very big thing here.

“No! Why would…someone even do that?”, he cursed at himself, deleting this part quickly. Peter sighed loudly, staring at the bright screen. He used to be happy about his life, the direction it went. But now, he had this feeling, that he was boring, too uninteresting to keep someone aboard. When he didn’t like the way he was, why should somebody else do?

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some post-mafia Mello headcanons

  • Mello recognizing all the things he was responsible for, including kidnapping of two people, including an innocent girl, blackmailing president of the US, and murders of many people. Mello feeling guilty, because he destroyed so many lives
  • Mello calling himself ‘a criminal’ and thinking that as soon as he catches Kira, he’ll commit suicide, because he doesn’t deserve to live 
  • also, Mello suffering from PTSD
  • Mello, never really recovering from the memory of his first kill, the kill that had to prove his loyalty, and the kill that started everything
  • Mello remembering the countless times that he had sex with a random person in order to stay alive, remembering the tears he had in his eyes when he did it first time, when he realised his dreams about staying virgin until marriage were being destroyed, and remembering the hatred he felt towards himself at first, hatred that shortly turned into indifference
  • Mello avoiding physical contact, because it reminds him of all the times mafia members laid their hands on him, the first time Matt tried to hug him, Mello punched him in the face in self-defence, then spend next two hours apologizing
  • Mello having nightmares every night
  • Mello being depressive and somehow stuck in his past, Matt noticing this-yet when he tried asking, Mello didn’t respond
  • Matt noticing self-harm scars on Mello’s wrists and deciding it’s about time Mello told him everything
  • Mello breaking down in tears while explaining everything, and in the end, Matt has tears in his eyes too, because ‘oh God, he has been through so much’
  • Matt apologising for ‘not being there for him’ and Mello hugging him for the first time since the explosion
  • Mello slowly opening himself up after his confession and Matt helping him to deal with past
  • Mello finally learning how to smile again

The Company of the Ring stood silent beside the tomb of Balin. Frodo thought of Bilbo and his long friendship with the dwarf, and of Balin’s visit to the Shire long ago…


Requested by; Anon

“If request open, will u pls do some angst bruce x reader? Where they used to date for months but he doesnt take their relationship seriously. Its just a cover for public image to him. He thought the reader is a shallow person like the usual women he dated before. But reader is actually smart but choose to pretend to be shallow. Bruce broke up with her. Then years later they met n he learn who she is. He want to get to know her n pursue her but she still hurt with him. Thanks in advance.”

Warning; Angst (not really because I suck) and sudden change of POV. And off the prompt, just a little.

You had your arms around Bruce’s, smile not leaving your lips as you went to your 12th date with him. You’ve dated for months with him, you love him with all your heart. You always at your best when you were with him, all dolled up so you wouldn’t feel self-conscious and out of place when he brought you to a fancy looking place.

Tonight was the night he promised that he would spend his time with you, he brought you to a quite fancy restaurant. You thanked all the gods up there that you’ve made the right decisions to dress as fancy as you could even though your intention was only to spent the night with him, playing or whatever, but being a shy woman that you were you couldn’t say it. The words were stuck in your throat.

So you gave up and just spent your night dining in a restaurant nearby until late. You didn’t have any appointments or meeting with your manager and the other agencies tomorrow morning, being a model as a job was hard, you were treated like a barbie doll.

The both of you sat down on a table near the window, the view was so great you couldn’t take your eyes off it. But when you did you spotted a tinge of uncomfortableness in Bruce’s blue eyes, he somehow didn’t look as happy as you did.

“Bruce?” You called to the billionaire softly, placing your much smaller hand on top of his. You could feel he tensed as he looked at you, “what’s wrong?”

“Don’t worry darling,” he finally responded after a moment of awkward silence, he moved his hand from your gentle grip to put it into his pocket. “I’m okay.” He assured.

You didn’t believe any of his words but decided to let it drop because you knew he wouldn’t like it if you pushed the topic too far. You also had this weird feeling, your chest tightened when you think about it. Why?

The foods came, the two of you had a little chit chat, you did most of the talk since Bruce had preferred to listen instead of talking. You asked him about his day he only answered with boring as usual with a chuckle.

It went on and on, it got worse each day. You were always the one who called him, asking him about his day, what is he doing, telling him that you missed him, saying goodnight even I love you. You missed him a lot. On Saturday night you decided not to contact him to see if he would do it.

You received no calls and no messages. No nothing.

It saddened you, it made your heart drop when you woke up to work. Your manager had warned you about him, telling you that he was just using you to which you answered with,

“Give him a break, hes a kind and generous man. He’s sweet, all of you need to see past his walls, his barriers. I love him not for his money, I love him forHim, nothing else matters.”

You managed to smile for the entire day until someone came into your changing room. A mail woman, you greeted her with the widest smile on your face. She returned your smile and gave you a letter.

“Oh, from Bruce.” You smiled softly after reading where it was from. Your smile dropped at what you saw next.

Let’s end this. This won’t ever work.


The mail woman saw your tears that slowly dripping down to the paper, they dropped right on Bruce’s signature. The ink slowly faded because of your tears, the old woman you didn’t know hugged you hoping it would bring you some comfort. You gladly accepted her little embrace as you cried.

Your manager who just came back from a coffee shop saw your state. She immediately put the coffee cups down and joined to embrace you. You kept on breaking down, everything was so blurry, so monochrome. All colors were gone from your eyes.

Since then you stopped being a model, your manager understands and she supported you. She even helped you looked for a new job, she knew how much of a smarty you were, she knew your abilities and skill because you were the one who helped her with everything that she couldn’t handle. You became a scientist and your manager who also a lowkey smarty became your partner.

It took years for you to completely forgot about Bruce Wayne, about the good times you soon realized that you were the only one who enjoyed it, all the talks, everything. You even realized that he never took your relationship seriously, he used you. You were wrong… Or weren’t you?

Soon your names were spread all over the news and cities, not because of your successful model career this time, instead, it was because of your brain. Your accomplishments, your ideas to make the city a better place, your works, your inventions. Not your body.

It was so satisfying, it felt good to be yourself and not the shallow woman everybody had come to know.

Everything you did reached Bruce’s ears, he watched you from his TV in his office, he even watched every speech you made. He misjudged you, he made a wrong move. He looked down at a scarf you made for him on your first ever Valentine’s day, he should’ve known that you weren’t like any woman he had met and dated.

Those women never made something for him, they never even tried to. Bruce only could imagine how broken you were when he sent you that letter, that heartbreaking letter.

He ran his fingers through his raven hair, a sigh of frustration left his chapped lips. He had never felt like this before, why should he care? You were nothing. You were supposed to be nothing.

Then without him knowing 2 years had passed, Bruce couldn’t get you off his mind. Karma is a bitch. He lived 2 more years of his life thinking about you, he now had fallen for you. He wanted to know you better, apologizes for what he did and even telling you the truth. Hours after hours he made up his mind.

He needs you.

2.31 PM, your work will be over in another 29 minutes. You didn’t mind to stay longer in the lab since you enjoyed it, you enjoyed making things.

“(Y/N)! Someone is looking for you.” Your colleague said, the blonde man brought in someone you hadn’t met in years, you never expected to meet him here. You stared up at Bruce with wide eyes as soon as your gaze landed on him, you slowly gaining your composure back and looked at your male colleague.

“Thank you, I need some privacy.”

He gave you a nod, a hint of worry was visible on his face. Of course, he knew your little scandal with the playboy, it reached everybody’s ears.

“Please sit.” You offered, he didn’t budge and walked to where you were currently working on. It was a little device, a really small device. “What is it, Mr. Wayne?” You asked politely.

Bruce was taken aback upon hearing your voice, it was so different. It somehow had changed. When he first heard your voice it was so annoying he wanted to cover his ears every time you talked but now it sounded like a music. gentle, melodic and soothing were the only thing that could describe you right now.

Bruce didn’t realize he had been silent the whole time until he heard your voice calling his name again.

“Mr. Wayne?”

“Oh, sorry.” He quickly apologized.

“You should be.” Your words made him tensed in his place, he looked at you still with his usual face but inside he felt his stomach churned and filled with an uncomfortable feeling.

“I shouldn’t have done that.” He finally responded.

“No, you shouldn’t have.”

More silence, you seemed so calm under the awkwardness. You couldn’t help it, you were used to it. This awkwardness was the same thing you felt when you were still with him, still happy.

“Are you trying to get me back?”

Yes. He answered in his mind, I want to know you better I want to see you better from a different perspective.

“You’re too dangerous for me Bruce.” You continued, stopping your work and leaned your back against the seat. Eyes looking up at him sadly, “You turned me away like I begged for your money.” You added.

Bruce didn’t say anything, he couldn’t say anything which you took as an opportunity to continue your speech. “I loved you, I did. I thought I saw through you but I was so naïve and stupid, so wrong.”

You didn’t notice Bruce had knelt down in front of you and gently took your smaller hand in his, it felt so warm now. The only thing you could feel when you dated him was coldness, it felt weird.

Bruce felt your fingers twitched in surprise but he didn’t draw his hand back, he gave you a gentle squeeze.

“I was blind back then.” He finally spoke up, “I didn’t know it would hurt you that much. I thought you were like the other women and I was wrong I misjudged you. I’m just going to ask you once, I don’t want to force you, will you give me another chance to get to know you better?”

You stared at his blue eyes, noticing that he didn’t get enough sleep. Another silence filled the room once more before you stood up and drew your hand back from him.

“I don’t know Bruce, I’m still scared.” You grabbed your bag, walking towards the door before opening it open and stepped out. “I’ll think about it.”

[ END ]

Nope, not gonna continue this, I’m sorry!!!

Sorry for grammar errors hope you enjoyed!


Oh a little fun fact, I rewrote this like… 2 times. The other two has 2000 more words XD AND I DELETED THEM!

beestiels  asked:

omg this might be too oddly specific but top 5 times jensen laughed a lot (ew how disgusting) at something misha said/did that wasn't even that funny (ew gross)

It is too oddly specific but I have a tag for that so I know where to find stuff AHA!


Because seriously Misha wasn’t DOING ANYTHING??? He just walked on stage and Jensen did this (there are other posts here and here because it really is so embarrassing) jfc Jensen control yourself


INDIA RUSSIA!!! LOOK AT HIM oh god he’s so cute (and it really isn’t that funny)


I don’t know if I should laugh or cry I just know it really wasn’t that funny


I think this is his reaction when Misha says “theatere” with an accent and it’s ridiculous because Misha has already joked about it and look at his fACE he looks at whoever it is and he repeats “THEATERE!!!!!!!!!!” with that stupid face because he thinks it’s hilarious EVEN THOUGH HE HEARD THAT JOKE BEFORE
(On a side note, here’s a photoset with pictures of Jensen while Misha talked in that accent and it’s the dumbest thing)


THE HAND ON HIS CHEST WHAT THE HELL JENSEN ARE YOU OKAY oh my god the whole thing is precious I wanna cry


He’s cOVERING HIS MOUTH WITH THe bacK of HIs HAN D that’s so FUkICNG cUte I’M ಥ⌣ಥ



I know that this CD is like more than 2 years old already but 1) I only found Trignal like a year ago when Update a Day was just released and 2) I don’t live in Japan so I had limited ways of getting their merch. But now after such a long wait of having the right resources I’m proud to say that I now have ‘seiyuu merch’. Not like it matters but I feel better getting a seiyuu’s products so…

This album’s songs were actually the first that I had heard of Trignal’s so it holds a special place in my heart and when I saw the opportunity to get it I bought it!!

(And I’m also anticipating one more cd in the mail so hopefully it comes soon! *fingers crossed*)

Homesick | Corbyn Besson

“Corbyn, you’re making me nervous,” you giggle blindfolded. Corbyn said he has a surprise for you, and you felt that it might be a prank.

“It’s okay, babe. You can take off the blindfold now.” And you do so. You open your eyes to find a box sitting in front of you. You give Corbyn a questioning look, and he nods for you to open it. You take the knife set next to you and cut the tape. Opening it up, you see what’s inside and your hand quickly covers your mouth. You pick up a stuffed animal. Not just any stuffed animal, but your very first stuffed animal. Underneath it you saw your photo album along with your favorite blanket.

“You like it?” Corbyn takes a seat next to you. You nod, knowing if you tried to talk you would cry. He was the best boyfriend you could ever ask for.

“What’s all this for?” you finally ask.

He shrugs, “You were telling me about how much you missed home, and i wanted to help you feel better. I knew I couldn’t take you home yet, so I decided to bring home here. As much as I could. So I called your mom and asked her to put some of your things in a box and mail it here.”

A couple tears fall down your cheek. No one has ever done something so sweet for you. He really cared about you and did his best to make you happy. You throw yourself into him, hugging him tightly. He rubbed your back and kissed the top of your head, “I’m glad you like it.”

“I love it. I love you more, though,” you pull away.

He takes his sleeve and wipes your tears, “I love you, too. So how about we cuddle with that blanket and look through your baby pictures?”

anonymous asked:

"It’s not specifically mentioned what they are, just general “relationships don’t work if you have unrealistic expectations ..." It's actually awesome they didn't go into specifics. M&T are giving us so much content to squeal over while ALSO giving us enough wiggle room for headcanons. We need to send them a thank you package.

I’ll mail them my tears but instead of sad tears it’s happy tears

#fbw leaks