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Seto Kaiba may have had some of the worst animation quality- but

…he has also had some of the best~

A few more since someone said since those were all from the movie //which I already knew and said so in the tags // SO here’s a few from DM as well~
PLUS my Kaiba post from a couple years ago – (x)

anonymous asked:

sonny👏🏻and👏🏻pete👏🏻height👏🏻differences👏🏻

👏I AGREE👏

although weirdly enough out of all the people i can remember pete interacting with in the show, as far as i can tell, hes only taller than sonny and daniela,, which is weird to think about, he just seems really tall because he literally only stands by tiny tiny sonny

even so! he’s the perfect height,,

the perfect height difference for hugs and forehead kisses,, how lucky we all are

pennarelloverde2  asked:

Hi , do you think there are lgbt Canon charcter in asoiaf ?

Definitely, there are many.

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Close Call ~PART 2

Read Part 1 First

Catch this fic on AO3

Guess who’s back with more angst! It’s me!

Essentially (if this comes up in your tags and you haven’t read the first part), Keith and Lance get captured and separated. It doesn’t work out too well for anyone. Go read that one first. This one is longer because the parts just get progressively longer okay let me live.

I’m gonna just @taylor-tut and @dogsahoy and @voltronpaella since I tagged you three blessings in the first part so I may as well tag you in this, too.

This part is what’s currently happening with our favorite blue paladin. Enjoy! or don’t enjoy because everything i write is sad af


“You’re awake.”

The voice carried immeasurable relief, which Lance couldn’t help but consider odd, seeing as he didn’t recognize it.

He blinked, eyes adjusting blearily to the dim prison cell. Consciousness, unfortunately, brought the pain in his side with it. He shifted his gaze to the person leaning over him, who appeared to be pressing a cloth to the stab wound.

And Lance sucked in a breath. He knew those eyes. The color of the hair, the pale skin, even down to the small build. Lance recognized it all.

Despite never seeing the boy in person before, Lance knew without a shred of doubt that he was looking at none other than Matt Holt.

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You Mysterious Prick

Originally posted by fiveguysfiction

Eggsy Unwin x Reader

Length: 794 words

Warnings: slight profanity, mention of blood and gore

“Jesus, Eggsy!” Panic flooded your body, as well as your expression. Your eyes grew wide, at the sight of your boyfriend, the shock of his appearance stunning you. Eggsy was stood in the doorway of the kitchen, in your shared flat, clad in one of his usual work suits that he wore at the tailor shop every day. Only, the blazer was glistening in the kitchen lights, shiny, clearly due to the blood on it. He had small cuts all over his face, with blood dribbling down his dark blonde eyebrow, eventually dripping onto the suit and adding to the mess on his suit. The plate you’d been in the process of drying, dropped onto the floor, shattering. “Shit, Eggsy! A-Are you okay?” You rushed over to him, gently tugging him into the large bathroom down the hall. “What’s happened?”

“I’m alright, love.” Eggsy’s voice told you he was trying to be casual, but you heard a clear strain in it. What the bloody hell had happened to him?

You softly pushed him, urging him to sit along the rim of your claw-footed bath. Bustling over to the cabinets, you fumbled around, looking for the first aid kit you’d put inside when you’d first moved in, several months ago. “Babe, you need to tell me what happened. Are you bleeding, anywhere other than your face?” Eggsy nodded softly, his eyes avoiding looking directly into yours, looking slightly guilt-ridden. “Where, love?”

“My side.”

“Is that it?” He looked like he’d just fought in a war, or had bathed in blood, which meant you didn’t truly believe his statement about only being hurt on his side. “Eggsy, you’re soaked! If you’re hurt somewhere else, you have to tell me!” As you spoke, you were stripping your boyfriend from his soaked jacket, and then nearly ripped off the truly un-saveable oxford shirt, to get access to his side. Like usual, you felt yourself flush slightly at the sight of his toned torso, but you were soon distracted by the cut along his left side. Despite the fact the cut looked ghastly, it seemed to be the only injury on his torso – not including the small bruises along the bottom of his ribs, surrounding the abrasion.

Eggsy watched your face pale. “You should see the other guy.” That was his attempt to calm you, but it made you realise you still didn’t know what happened to him.

“You were in a fight?” Your question was nearly shouted, as you were completely worried now, “Love, were you mugged?”

Eggsy shook his head, “Can you stitch me up first, before we talk? Please?” He watched as you nodded, albeit hesitantly, “Thank you, love.” You worked diligently, now happy that you’d taken several first aid courses growing up. Carefully, you cleansed, sterilised and stitched up his wound, placing a gauze-pad over to secure it. “Okay, I’m going to wash my face, and sort it out, then I’ll meet you outside. Is that okay, love?” You eyed him for a moment, before nodding hesitantly, “Alright, I’ll be out in a second.”

“Fine.” You were aware that you were being short with him, but you were too worried to care. Nearly storming out of the bathroom, you made your way into the kitchen, heading straight to Eggsy’s liquor cabinet – where he kept his posh liquors, as well as his cheap canned lagers. By the time he came out from the bathroom, you’d already grabbed one of the lagers, and popped it open, taking a long slurp. Eggsy came back out dressed in one of his Ralph Lauren polo’s, from his ‘common-wear’ section of his wardrobe. “Tell me what’s going on, Eggsy.”

He spoke bluntly, “Love, I’m not a tailor.” When you said nothing, he continued, “I work in covert operations, and I’m really sorry love, but that’s all I can tell you.”

It probably wasn’t possible for your eyes to widen anymore. “Eggsy…”

“I know.  I know you want to know more, but I can’t.” You curled into his non-wounded side, processing his words. A lot of things were beginning to make sense… like the secrecy he kept about his ‘work’, his odd behaviours when you two were out, as well as the fact he absolutely failed to repair that button on your jacket last week. “I’m being as safe as I can, I promise you, love. Making sure I come home to you… Maybe one day, I can tell you all about how I’m such a hero, and about how I’m so sexy and strong…” Lightly punching Eggsy’s shoulder, you cut off his ‘humble’ brags. “I love you.”

You pressed a kiss to his cheek, being careful not to brush any cut he may have, “I love you too, you mysterious prick.”


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mermaid swamp spam     “I want you to live..”

Mirror

It’s getting ridiculous.

Dean trying to get Cas laid is nothing new, but… this?

Sam suppresses a groan when the waitress approaches them again. He knows what that glimmer in Dean’s eyes means. She did, after all, smile at Cas when they ordered.

“Hi. My… sadly shy but exceedingly handsome friend wants you to know you have really pretty eyes”.

She giggles.

And Dean never notices the important things.

That Cas always, always shoots him a sad look when he does something like this.

And that Dean keeps commenting on Cas’ appearance in a way that’s… well…

“Not entirely platonic” may be an understatement.

Small wonder it never works. Dean talks about Cas like a besotted boyfriend, for crying out loud.

He’s not the only one who sees it either.

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Tagged by @rebellingstagnationblog . Thanks babe! (also, freaking love your fics omg)

Rule one: tag nine people you want to get to know better.

@sexyvase @dyde21 @zacharandom @alderandphoenix @extravierge @percyyoulittleshit @mormoc   and anyone else interested, I didn’t know who else to tag top of my head!

Rule two: bold the true statements:

I am 5'7 or taller

I wear glasses

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair

My abs are somewhat defined

I have or had braces

I love meeting new people

People tell me I’m funny

Helping people with their problems is a big priority to me

I enjoy physical challenges

I enjoy mental challenges

I’m playfully rude to people I know well

I started to say something ironically, now I can’t stop saying it

There is something I would change about my personality

I can play an instrument

I can sing well

I can do 30 push-ups without stopping

I’m a fast runner

I can draw well

I have a good memory

I’m good at doing Maths in my head

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

I have beaten at least two people in an arm wrestle

I know how to cook at least three meals from scratch

I can throw a punch

I enjoy sports

I have learned a new song in the past week

I’ve gone running at least once a week in summer

I work out at least once a week

I have drawn something in the last month

I enjoy writing

I have done martial arts

I have had my first kiss

I have had alcohol

I have scored a winning goal in sports

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting

I have been to an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in a hospital/er in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have visited another country

I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

I have at least one person I consider a best friend

I live close to my school

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling

I live in the US

There is snow right now where I live

I have hung out with friends in the past month

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CDs

I share my room with somebody

I have a crush on a celebrity

I have a crush on someone I know

I have been in at least three relationships

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush for over a year

I have been in a relationship for more than a year

I have had feelings for a friend

I have break danced

I know a person called Jamie

I have had a teacher with a last name hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair

I am listening to a song on repeat right now

I have punched someone in the past week

I have known someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what to do with my life

I speak at least 2 languages

I have made a new friend in the last year

Not my time.

Originally posted by madeiainepetsch

Couple: Steve Harrington x reader

Warnings: blood, slight!angst, self-surgery non-gore.

Requested: yes

Prompt: #15 — You’re going to be just fine.

#25 — You don’t look too well.

Tags: @iloveteenwolf24

Song: Not my time.

AN: so, ever since I’ve gotten this request, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. This may be a tad long, because I love bloody details, but hey, y'all seem to love my long works, so hey, enjoy this ride.

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Hey so here's to converts to Judaism

To converts who started this journey with their family, and those who face rejection; to those too nervous to practice in public, or to even admit to their loved ones;
To converts who are ethnically Jewish and reconnecting to their faith, and to newcomers joining the tribe;
To converts of all races and ethnicities and nationalities; to LGBT converts;

You are all loved, by me and by Hashem. May your journey go well, and welcome to the family ❤️❤️

now don’t get me wrong I am thrilled with the way karamatsu’s character is being handled this season, truly love and adore it beyond all rational description, but it has me really curious too? like, there’s really no denying that his role in the show is very different from what it was in season 1 and it may very well be nothing more than a production choice but it does leave me to wonder how we got from karamatsu justifying not going to get kerosene for the third time in a row as a demonstration of his love to threatening ichimatsu (of all people!!) to take his sunglasses back if not shown proper appreciation and then actually receiving it. we’re six episodes in and there hasn’t been one single “shittymatsu,” not a single “painful,” nobody ignoring him for an inappropriately poetic or gratuitously english comment. at the end of the first cour of season 1 he pleaded to be treated better in the second half and got thrown into an incinerator, how did we get to where we are now from there

I think I found a solution to the issue of the length of Phineas and Ferb’s summer.

So we all know that Milo Murphy’s Law starts on the day immediately after Phineas and Ferb ends. We also know that MML takes place in either 2016 or 2017 because of Zack’s retelling of his boy band back story, where he says ‘It was the year 2016…’. Therefore, this would also mean that every single episode of PnF (bar holiday specials, etc) also takes place in 2016 or 2017.

Which can’t happen, because that would mean over the course of three months, everyone went from using flip phones to using smart phones and calling CDs antiques. You could argue that due to PnF’s incredible and advanced technology, such a rapid increase compared to our world would make sense. However, many characters go on to express how long the summer feels; far more than 104 days and seemingly going on for even years (and yes I know these are just fourth wall jokes but listen. I can do what I want).

So what I’m suggesting is that the reason PnF’s summer went on for eight years was at the fault of Cavendish and Dakota.

So far we’re not sure why they’re hated by the agency so much, but it wouldn’t be hard to imagine that it was due to some disastrous mistake that could’ve cost them their secrecy and possibly endangered lives. What if they messed with some sort of time altering device that they shouldn’t have and then fumbled it up in some way that caused all of Danville to slow their time relative to the rest of the world? The agency would try to cover it up as best they could, convincing people stuck in time that ‘gosh, this summer just seems to drag on, doesn’t it?’, at the very best leaving a few head scratches and mild confusion. Cavendish and Dakota would be shunned and hated by all other agents for causing such a devastating mistake; pushed to the side and given the most inconsequential task possible, so there was absolutely no chance of them being able to screw up time again.

Idk this may have all been said before by others but I don’t frequent the MML tag enough to have noticed. In any case I’m not entirely sure how well this all holds up, I was just trying to make sense of this inconsistency without just saying 'don’t think about it.’ It’s almost 1am and I need to get up at six tomorrow. I’m going to go to sleep.

Bubbles || Spencer Reid x Reader

Originally posted by sweetg

Summary: you and your boyfriend, Spencer take a bath together and talk for hours on end about nothing.

Length: 1,016 words

PSA: This is more of a cute imagine than a sexual one, we shall save those for later friends ;)


You and Spencer had just finished a fine meal of an all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet, half of your rice still strewn across the cheap porcelain plate you had pushed away in full contentment. Spencer had given you a smile as he copied your actions, adding a stomach rub indicating his food child was due. Just like a shadow, you followed Spencer’s every move - from putting the plates away (even though he had already broken one), to saying a meek goodbye on the way out of the average restaurant. 

Once home from the short drive, you could tell Spencer was still stressed from an earlier case - one involving a male who had been killing women in an attempt to fulfill his desire at revenge for those who had mislead their longing to be with him. It was just another day for Spence, but that was all part of the job. With that occupation came your profession as well - keeping the boy with the bright eyes as happy as can be - and man, were you good at it. 

Spencer had shuffled his way into your small bedroom, the smell of musty books and flowers prevalent in the stale, cold apartment air. The boy now plopped on the bed, reading what was ever closest to him. He seemed calm, but almost to the extent of an anxious presence rather than a focused one. 

He would get like this sometimes, as if the world were too much for his fragile shoulders to take. He wanted to do so much good in this world, that he would hurt himself in the process just to make others happy. That’s where you had come in. He could always count on you, and he would reciprocate that back to you when the world decided to fall on your shoulders instead. 

You decided to make this night about him, and you knew he was tired, so he probably wouldn’t appreciate a sexual act, but you knew he was always down for a romantic one. 

Walking into the bathroom, you snatched the bubbles from the cherry wood cabinets and turned on the bath faucet, the hot water spilling from the small spout. Slowly you intertwined the soap with the running water, making sure there were extra bubbles, just for the special boy you held close. 

As you entered the room, Spencer was still deep in reading. Stripping off your clothes before him, Spencer’s sad eyes rose from his book he had scanned and absorbed, to you, exposed before his presence. 

“C’mon Spence, you gotta relax. Please, just come take a bath with me. You won’t have to do anything, I just want you with me.”

A small smile rose from the boys lips as he slowly set the book down, fumbling to discard his clothes from his body. You couldn’t help but giggle - even though he felt insecure about his awkwardness, you couldn’t find it more lovable. 

As you both settled into the warm bath, your body fell into Spencer’s perfectly, slowly submerging into the mountains of bubbles. His hands naturally found their way around your waist, cupping the little love handles you were insecure about, but he absolutely worshiped. Your head had rested against his defined torso, leaving little water between you. Spencer had managed to already make himself a bubble beard, but that was okay, because after seeing the things he goes through on a daily basis, he deserved to be a kid. 

“Have I ever told you how much I am so in love with you, y/n? Cause I am. Like… madly in love. With every possible inch of you, inside and out. You’re it for me, y/n. You’re all I need.” His emotions spilled from his soft lips in a jumble of stutters, accompanied by a presence of a rosy tone upon his cheeks. He had a hard time expressing love, yet he always tried for you.

“You’re it for me too, Spence. I don’t know what I would do without you.” A smile can’t help but escape both of your lips, and a sigh of relief following your words from the boy behind you. He was always one to need reassurance, because he got so insecure that he would convince himself that love was simply unattainable. 

Both of you had sat like that together, as one in the small room with soft music playing in the background. Small traces of affection inserted themselves into the time you and Spencer spent, from light neck kisses to light splashing. 

Spencer subtly placed a deep kiss on your lips, as you could taste the sweet flavor of orange - the gum he had been chewing earlier. He let his chin rest on your head while he took a deep breath, as if contemplating to mention what was on his avid mind.

“Do you think we’re going to be okay, y/n? Like, I don’t know. A lot of stuff happens. Life happens.”

“As long as we’re together, I know we’re going to be okay.” You grinned. Spencer slowly hugged you tighter around your waist, as if showing the physical emotion of not wanting to let you go. His wet curls tangled within your own, trying to find as much space to fill between the two of you. 

Spencer continued questioning, ranging from “what if’s”, to fun facts and statistics he had learned from readings prior. 

It was just you and him, talking away in a small room. There was emotions of sadness and joy, fear and doubt laced within the late night conversation. Your voices both echoed against the porcelain walls, filling the petite space with wonder and curiosity in contrast to a day where all Spencer felt were heavy emotions too indescribable for words. 

You were always one to fear perfection; hesitant to let ideals and experiences in that were too good to be true. But this boy - this incredibly awkward, smart and handsome boy - made you think. Sitting there, reciting mindless nothings to a man you fell hard for, well, he may just change that thought.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading! And huge thank you to @dearspencerreid for showing my writing some love, it meant a lot :’) go check Liv’s amazing writing out guys!

ALSO! some of you have mentioned wanting to be tagged in writings, please either reblog this with yes/some message of yes in the tags or message me privately and I will make sure to add you! Thank you all for the support, ily guys!

Tags: @twelveyearoldchildprodigy :)

Divided We Fall

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3

Request: I was thinking maybe the reader is Tony’s daughter and her and Bucky have a thing going and then Civil War takes place and the reader is laying there after getting the living Christ beaten out of her by Steve and she watches as Tony gets double teamed by Cap and Bucky and she uses all of her strength to get up and intervene and persuade Bucky to stop

A/N: YES, TWO IMAGINES IN A DAY. Do not expect this to become a habit… So I decided to write part one about how Bucky and the reader (along with the others) feel about this situation and how it affects them. I also tried to bring up some emotions. I just wanted some kind of a backstory and not jump right into the part about Tony and the reader fighting Steve and Bucky. Now, I haven’t even started to write the second part so if you want to know when it’s posted, tell me so I can add you to the tag list for this imagine! (It might take a lot of time) Hopefully you’ll like this one… It does get sad, though. I may have gone a little too dramatic but… oh well

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Words: 4,174

Warning(s): ANGST, mentions of sex, some making out


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tiers of su crit

stan: not a crit at all, will die for su. listen i’m glad you’re still enjoying it but can you please stay out of the crit tag? it’s getting annoying.

bitter fan: still a fan of su but isn’t pleased with the direction it’s taking. may occasionally make crit posts but makes sure to mention that they’re not REALLY an su crit they just don’t like this one thing.

plot crit: will loudly criticise the plot and pacing. probably still has a lot of recent episodes they really like. get on well with the bitter fans.

deep crit: goes into a lot of detail about why X thing su did was racist, lesbophobic, etc. probably still wish they could like the show but are just too hurt by it.

nihilist crit: has devolved into shitposting with the occasional actually critical post. knows that the show is past the point of no return. would be more like a deep or plot crit if the show wasn’t on a seemingly permanent hiatus.

ex-crit: has given up completely and blacklisted everything to do with su they could think of.

quick leorai doodle before bed 

U of YT AU- Web Design

Originally posted by martziplier98

Request:  What about a fanfiction where Ethan and the reader (and the rest of the gang) go to a university or college made for youtubers? And Ethan and the reader like each other or are dating? Sorry I’m horrible with coming up with ideas! If you do my idea can there be some fluff tho? I would write this on my own but I’m not fully sure I know how to tell it, but if I come up with more I can write my own version too, of that’s ok! And btw I love your writing! Oh and sorry that I ramble.

Summary: Fem!Reader goes to University of Youtube with the gang. Heres a glimpse into what a typical day with the gang is like in class.

A/N: Behold, the literal only gif I could find of the entire gang. This was a cool request! I saw a fic in the markiplier x reader tag similar to this about a youtube university with markiplier and jacksepticeye so if you want to read some more youtube college stuff I’d definitely recommend checking that out! The fic is by @septiceyesweetheart and it’s really good! I love it a lot (may or may not be because I’m also latina and can relate to Bella)! Anyway, back to the fic. No Amy and Kathryn in this one :( because I haven’t gotten the hang of writing them well just yet and the fic was getting waaaaaay too long with them. It’s already pretty long as it is. I really like this idea though and if anyone wants me to make this into an AU sorta thing, feel free to request some more! Hope you enjoy!

Wordcount: 1462

Warnings: I cursed a couple times I think

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May 24th : Sleep

here some sleeping eremika *Q* It’s been a while since my last sleeping drawing :D I had a lot of fun drawing it c: I really had problems with the pose this time but I really wanted to draw eren and mikasa enjoying the warm weather and relaxing together after training so I thought that the topic’’sleep’’ would suit for it pretty well c: thank you for all the nice tags and comments on my other eremikaweek entries It always makes me really happy ;w; I hope you like this one too <3