noses for everyone

Me, sobbing: G-GOODBYE, FAIRY TAIL. GOODBYE LUCY. GOODBYE NATSU. *WHEEZES* DON’T LEAVE ME HERE LIKE THIS, CAN’T HEAR ME SCREAM FROM THE ABYSS–

Everyone: gIRL YOU STILL HAVE THE ANIME AND SMALL LITTLE WORKS IN THE FUTURE TO LOOK FORWARD TO

Me: MY LIFE IS oVER!!! *blows nose*

Everyone: IT’S GONNA BE FINE

Me: OVER, fOReverrrr

Can we talk about how the Danvers sisters are junk food trash babies and their gfs keep trying to force them, kicking and screaming, into making healthier decisions?

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GOOD is not a thing you are. It´s a thing you DO. (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

Spiders With Books || Peter Parker Imagine

Pairing: Peter Parker x female!reader

Word Count: 1345 words

Request: can u do a peter parker/spider man imagine where the reader is a nerdy girl whos nose is always in a book and one day shes talking with her friends about spiderman and they run into each other or smth and the cute books falling thing happens and peter does everything he can to flirt with her and ask her out

No spoilers (i don’t think there are spoilers)

AN: I don’t think I proof read this very well

Originally posted by koenigreus


The bell rang to signal the next class. Everyone in ​Y/N’s class stood up and rushed to the hallways, but Y/N got up slowly, too focused with the book in her hands. She picked up the rest of her books that were on her desk, holding them against her hip and headed towards the door. She finished the page she was on before focusing on the hurdle of bodies in the hallway.

Y/N reached her locker, her friend already standing there waiting for her. “Hey Y/N. How was history?” Michelle asked. Y/N shrugged her shoulders, “Same as usual, I guess. I finished my work early so I had time to get farther in my book.” Michelle chuckled, making Y/N give her a questionable look.

“Which one?” Her friend questioned, pointing to the set of books in Y/N’s arms.

She smiled, wiggling one of the books in her hand, with a smile on her face. She then went on and gave her a non spoiler review of the book, in case she wanted to read it. Y/N opened her locker to place her history textbook inside. “So,” Michelle started, “have you seen that video of Spider-Man on YouTube?”

Y/N raised a brow while she grabbed a few notebooks and a couple more books to carry and read through out the day, “Well, I don’t know which one you’re talking about but, I probably have.” She scoffed at herself, slamming her locker shut and moving to walk to lunch.

“Of course you have. Because you can’t have a crush on someone and NOT stalk them,even if nobody knows what they look like.” Michelle said sarcastically, watching the people in front of her bolt to their next class. Y/N lightly shoved her friend, stopping in the middle of the hallway.

Michelle stopped a few steps in front of her, “What?” She asked bluntly. The number of people in the hallway faded out, but the pair took their time to get to lunch.

“I,I don’t have a crush on Spider-Man.” Y/N scoffed trying to defend herself. Michelle rolled her eyes, “You’re kidding, right? You are totally are in love with him, you never stop talking about him. He’s the only guy I ever hear you talk about, besides Pe-he who shall not be named.“she corrected herself, remembering their code name, "You’re crazy about him.”

Y/N sighed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. But how could I not like him?” She muttered biting her lip. “I’m gathering that this is no longer about Queens’ web slinger?” Michelle questioned. Y/N looked down, nodding her head.

Y/N’s friend sighed, “If it makes you feel better, I saw him staring at you at the Academic Decathlon team meeting yesterday.”

Y/N crinkled her nose in disbelief, “Really? Everyone knows that he liked Liz, so why wasn’t he staring at her?” Maybe there was something on my face or my clothes looked odd to him. She didn’t want to get her hopes up. Michelle nodded her head, “But he was staring for a really long time. Besides I don’t think he likes her anymore though. ”

Before the conversation could continue, the two rounded a corner but, Y/N was met with the back of Peter Parker. “What are you-Oh shit,” He said as he turned around to see all of her books fall.

“I am so sorry, my friend kind of bumped into me.” He apologized emphasizing the second half of the sentence while glaring at Ned, moving to the ground to grab her books. “Oh hey guys,” Peter’s best friend Ned said to the two girls, giving them a quick wave.

“I’m gonna meet you at lunch. See ya later Y/N,” Michelle states walking away as the bell rang,“You too Peter.” She said giving him a mock solute. Unbeknownst to Y/N and Peter, Michelle gave Ned a look, silently telling him to come with her. He scratched the back of his head, “I’ll just head off with Michelle.”

Y/N moved down to the floor with Peter, to pick up her books. “I’m sorry, I’m just so clumsy.” She said, shaking her head and laughing at herself. Y/N avoided eye contact at all cost, a blush appearing on her cheeks. Peter looked up at her, pausing his actions.

“It’s cute.” Peter said boldly, shocking himself. Peter had a couple of her books in his hand while she had the others. “You have a really good taste in books.” He said, standing up from the floor and then grabbing her arm to help her up after him.

“Thanks,” Y/N said, a small smile on her face. Peter still hasn’t let go of her arm and when she looked at his hand, he immediately pulled it away. He cleared his throat, before speaking to the girl.

“M-Maybe you can give me some book suggestions sometime.” He stuttered out. She stood there with wide eyes shocked, was he trying to ask her out.

“Or, maybe not. Maybe you don’t want to talk to me. I’ll just, ummm, I’ll leave.” He cursed himself, turning around to walk away. “Wait, Peter.” Y/N grabbed his arm and he spun around.

“I do have a couple books in mind.” Y/N said with a side smile. Peter smiled widely at the girl, handing her books back to her.


Peter’s point of view

“How did that robbery go last night?” Ned asked Peter as the two walked to Peter’s locker. The two boys had lunch next period and Peter didn’t want to carry anymore heavy textbooks in his backpack anymore (despite having super strength). “It was awesome. I beat their asses.” Peter said enthusiastically, but got quiet when he realized that they were still in school.

Peter and Ned were just about to round a corner when they heard two other people talking in the hall. Michelle and Y/N talking about Spider-Man. Peter was about to walk when Ned pulled him back, “Dude what the heck?” Peter said, looking at Ned like he was crazy.

“Hear me out, we might be able to eavesdrop on them. See how much she likes Spider-Man.”

Peter gave his best friend a look, debating whether or not this was a good idea. He pressed his back against the wall, “Only because I trust you Ned.”

The two heard a voice say offended, “I-I don’t have a crush on Spider-Man,”

Peter looked at his friend with hunched shoulders, “What did I tell you?” He whispered. Ned was about to say something when they heard their friend Michelle start to speak, “You’re kidding, right? You are totally are in love with him, you never stop talking about him-”

Peter turned to his friend shocked. Ned only smirked, “Maybe this was a good idea, she has the hots for Spider-Man dude.” They focused back onto the conversation the two girls were having, but they heard the subject change. “ I saw him staring at you at the Academic Decathlon team meeting yesterday.”

Peter stood there, shocked yet again, “Oh, no, oh lord.” He said, swallowing the lump in his throat.

“Weren’t you staring at her at the meet- ohhhhhhh,” Ned concluded, realizing they were now talking about Peter.

“Really? Everyone knows that he liked Liz, so why wasn’t he staring at her?” Y/N stated, kind of surprised at her friends statement.

“Dude, I think she likes you."Ned whispered. Peter glanced at his friend, thinking about how unreal it would be if she liked him. "And I’m sorry bro.” Ned finished.

Peter moved a step away from the wall, tilting his head, confused at his friend’s statement. “What are you-Oh shit.” He started but couldn’t end the question due to Ned shoving him backwards towards the girl he liked.

Possible Concept for Season Three:

  • Big fancy party where Prince Lotor will be

  • Voltron needs to get in somehow

  • Princess Allura goes in, ready to be Royal Guest™ but she cannot go alone

  • Shiro could be possible date but not the point of post lmao
  • Cue Allura excitedly wanting to put Pidge in a dress (cue Pidge internally screaming)

  • Pidge comes out

  • “I feel stupid” - Pidge, scrunching her nose and giving everyone venomous looks because she looks as uncomfortable as she feels and she would rather die than wear this dress anymore because pants are a thing

  • “Yeah, no. This is not going to work” - Hunk

  • “Now what will we do?” - Allura

  • “Lance, get in the dress” - Keith

  • What?!” - Very startled and slightly offended Blue Boy™ because Keith clearly has the curves for the dress while Lance does not, not to mention that mullet will make him look even more princess-y

  • Cue Keith and Lance arguing over how no, Lance will not get in the dress, and no, Hunk, that does not mean Keith will be his date, while Pidge flings the dress off her body, much to Allura’s dismay

  • Anyways, the screen suddenly goes to the party, where Allura and Shiro are linking arms, with the rest of Voltron looking out and meanwhile, Coran is back in the castle, wearing the dress and muttering how rude it was that no one even considered him

When Genji first comes to Overwatch, he does not want to talk about what happened.  He wants to think about it as little as possible.  There is a very select group of people that are even vaguely aware of the events that lead to Genji’s recruitment, and possibly only Angela knows anything close to the full story.

Everyone, however, knows that Genji would have died if he hadn’t been picked up by Overwatch and made into the cyborg that now walks among them.

So, naturally, everyone is a curious motherfucker who feels the need to poke their nose into everyone else’s business.

The first couple times people try to ask him “what happened” Genji either stubbornly ignores them or flat out tells them “I don’t want to talk about it”.  But after a couple months when it keeps happening he just… starts making up stories.  Stupid, over-the-top, straight-up ridiculous stories that no one would ever believe.  He tells people he had tried jumping out of a plane with a parachute made of hundreds of flying squirrels tethered together.  He tells them he been dared to drink a cup of molten steel and it hadn’t agreed with his digestion.  He tells them he’d made a deal with the devil and had fallen back on his loan payments.  At first it’s out of exasperation, with the hope that people will finally take the hint.  People don’t take a hint though, mostly because they think it’s hilarious.  Over time, Genji agrees.

Years to come, whenever he meets someone new who tentatively works up the courage to ask “so… what happened?” while gesturing to his cyborg body, Genji will, without fail, tell the biggest, most ridiculous whopper of a lie he can think of (and all his teammates will be sniggering the the background at the new guy’s poor, confused face).

Time passes, Overwatch falls, Genji leaves, winds up in Nepal, and for the first time in years he tells someone – Zenyatta – what actually happened (after spending the first few weeks lying through his teeth about it).  Then Recall happens, and with Genji comes Hanzo into Overwatch’s fold.

It’s not an easy thing to talk to strangers about, but Hanzo figures it’s better to be up front about things and he admits that, yes, he had tried to murder his brother to appease the elders of the crime syndicate family.

Ho ho ho, says the rest of the squad, pull the other one it’s got bells on.

And Hanzo just???? doesn’t get it????

They’re supposed to be old friends of Genji?  He’s very blatantly and honestly tells them I nearly murdered him, it’s my fault he is how he is now but whoever he’s talking to just laughs.  Laughs!  “Yeah, sure mate, whatever you say, I’ll bet, haven’t heard that one before.”

Literally everyone just assumes Hanzo’s in on the joke and is playing along with Genji’s tall tales.  Angela just listens with a sort of abject horror, Zenyatta’s amused, and Genji doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry because the slack-jawed expression Hanzo made the first time McCree laughed in his face after being told “I killed Genji” was priceless.

Humans in Space

I’ve been reading a lot about the whole “Humans are weird” to aliens thing going around and I love it all. Like completely, 100%. I particularly love how we, as humans, interact with other species because we consider them cute. Like how we have dogs and lizards and such.

Could you imagine an alien coming to earth and seeing just all the PETS that we have. Considering how most of them came to be, they’re dangerous animals. Like snakes (pythons that squeeze their prey and grow so large and we just accommodate for their growth, showing them off to other humans like they’re our children and we’re PROUD of their size), I mean we keep sharks and fucking puffer fish in tanks to look at cause they’re pretty! Jelly fish man! We keep those sucks despite their sting and name them! And we can identify which one is which!

It also got me thinking because I was playing with my dog, Valkyrie, and she likes to play bite. Not hard and the worse I get are scratches on my hands when she gets rough but I will literally put my hand in her mouth just to play. Or to grab something she’s not supposed to eat. Animal training guys! She’s trained to soft bite. And if a dog were to go for a hard bite, my immediate response is to try and teach them that’s not ok. We train tigers for circuses! Aliens having no clue how to react to use literally training these wild animals out of their instincts so they don’t hurt us. Granted with lions and tigers its really hard and they do end up attacking someone but still! That not only takes balls but also stubbornness. We take these killers and rewrite their behavior.

I like to think that a human goes and meets a new species, one known for being aggressive to others. They try to interact with a small one and gets like bit or scratched and the human goes into training mode. Popping it on the nose and telling it “no.” Everyone else in their squad is freaking out because the human just smacked the animal but the human keeps at it until the creature will allow it to pet them, hell even hold them. The animal is unhappy but no one likes being smacked in the nose! Just animal training guys.

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sunyoul & kuhn singing akmu’s don’t cross your legs in the original key! w/ sunyoul as suhyun and kuhn as chanhyuk (sunhyun and kuhnhyuk? lol)

sunyoul’s high notes oh my god i might cry

also: kuhn & sunyoul rapping together,,, it’s so cute ??? what a CONCEPT

Imperio, I control…”


The feeling of sleep weighing his mind down.
His body bending to commands.
Horror at what he was about to do.
He couldn’t s t o p.


Crucio, I torture…”


Swords piercing his body.
Every nerve ending, every synapse was on f i r e.
His sanity slipping away like sand through his fingers.


Avada Kedavra, let the thing be destroyed.”


Standing in the forest.
Waiting.
Preparing.
The tip of a wand pointing his direction.
Eyes closing.
Green light exploding behind his eyelids.
F e a r.


“The Three Unforgivable Curses.” He murmured, forcing down his nausea.


Tom nodded excitedly. “Yes. Fascinating, don’t you agree?”


Harry Potter didn’t answer, instead he closed his book and rose from the library chair, murmuring a quick excuse.


Adrenalin was rushing through his veins.
He was tricked.
Sirius wasn’t held captive.


Distinctly he heard the sound of another chair scraping over the floor as he hurried past numerous bookshelves and practically dived out into the hallway.


Avada Kedavra.
After Sirius had fallen through the veil he wasn’t even aware that it was him who was screaming.
He never knew his vocal cords were able to produce such an awful sound.


His chest constricted and he stumbled against a cold wall halfway down the third corridor, slowly sinking to the floor while desperately trying to fight the onslaught of the panic attack.


Confusion.
The Triwizard Cup should have brought them straight back to the entrance of the maze.
But it hadn’t.
Too late he screamed a warning at the boy.
Avada Kedavra.
Cedric Diggory hit the ground with a gut wrenching thud.


A part of him registered the hands that clasped his shoulders and the calm voice calling his name, telling him to breathe.


He couldn’t.
Wasn’t even sure he wanted to.
The pain in his lungs was better than the screams piercing his mind or the stench of blood and death filling his nose.


Everyone was dying.
He couldn’t stop it.
He couldn’t save them.
Fred was dead.
Lupin was dead.
Everyone was-


“Harry Potter!” The exclamation was followed by a stinging pain in his cheek and automatically he sucked in a breath, blinking slowly.


Light blue-grey eyes stared at him intently, a frown etched onto pale features. “Can you hear me?”


Harry nodded, taking another, shuddering breath.


Tom sighed in relief before his expression darkened. “What was that about?”


The Boy-Who-Lived swallowed before plastering a crooked smile on his face. “N-nothing, really. I just sort of hyperventilated when I remembered that I haven’t yet finished the essay from-”


“Please don’t try to insult my intelligence, Potter. We finished that essay together yesterday.”


Oh. Right.


“And besides, you don’t exactly strike me as someone who would have a panic attack over something as trivial as that.”


Well, shit.


“Look, I-”


“Who did it?”


“What?”


The grip on his shoulders tightened to the point that it bordered on uncomfortable and cold fury shone in Riddle’s eyes. “Only someone who was subjected to those curses would have such a strong reaction to them. So who did it!?”


You did.


Harry shook his head tiredly before getting back to his feet rather unsteadily. “It doesn’t matter. There was a war. Those things happen. It’s in the… past.“


Tom’s scowl deepened.
His eyes glinting murderously. But somehow he didn’t think that the Slytherin’s anger was directed at him.


The grip on his shoulders tightened just a fraction before sliding down and back to his sides, his expression smoothing over until the only indication of his fury was the way he clenched his jaw.


“Alright. I won’t push the matter.” He said eventually and Harry sighed in relief, only for the air to get stuck in his throat a second later. “But…”


Here it comes.


“I promise you that the person responsible is going to pay. They will beg for death and shall not receive it until I’ve broken their every bone and shredded absolutely every ounce of their sanity. Nobody touches that which belongs to me.”


How very ironic.


Oh yes.
There was definitely a time when he wished for that.


But now?


There was suddenly a heavy weight on Harry’s chest and he grimaced.

Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, didn’t wish to kill Tom Riddle, Dark-Lord-in-Training, anymore. The would-be murderer of his parents, his friends, and himself.


And it made him absolutely sick.

- Tomarry [Time Travel AU]
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My mom’s waiting….Keep thinking what you’re thinking. I don’t have a choice.