oh hey i like your face

anonymous asked:

Hey! I was wondering something.. since i'm kinda new to the hakuoki fandom i was wondering if you can consider hijikata as the main route, like the endgame kind of route like 707 in mystic messenger if your familiar with that. I'm just basing this on marketing cause he's like the face of hakuoki and the anime of course but what do you think?

Oh yeah, Hijikata’s definitely Mr. Main Route. I’m not familiar with Mystic Messenger, but just based on the name of the franchise—given that Hakuōki is the demon name Kazama gives him, and you only figure that out in his route—it’s not even really open to debate that Hijikata is Chizuru’s implied canon love interest. His route is the longest, and as you’ve observed, the anime (and the movies!) follows his route too. Obviously, you have the choice to subvert that, and honestly I prefer to do so… but Hijikata is certainly the “face of Hakuōki”, as you say. Literally. :)


I got a call from Ali Adler and Andrew Kreisberg, and they were saying, “Hey, we’d really love for you to come in and sit down so we can talk creative with you.” I was like, “Oh, okay, I didn’t realize we were going to do that, that’s great!” I was sitting in their office, and all of a sudden, they’re like, “So, we want to just tell you what we’re thinking, what we’re going to do, and wanted to get your take on it.” They had this funny little smile on their face, I’m like, “What’s going on?” They’re like, “Well, so this season, Alex is gay.” I was like, “Oh, what?” They just went into the whole story, explaining the why behind the what, and that it’s not like this thing that all of a sudden is just spilling out, it’s a discovery for her. That’s how we wanted to approach it. You have so many stories — shows and movies — where people are already established as gay, lesbian, bi[sexual]; these are people who are coming in like that. This was a great opportunity to show somebody who’s figuring it out, the light bulb moment and putting the puzzle pieces together.

When they were explaining it to me, I was like, “Wow, I wouldn’t have thought it,” because last season you just didn’t really see any of that side of Alex. When they originally said, “Hey, we’re thinking about a love interest,” but they didn’t say what the whole thing was, I was almost like, “Oh, I don’t know if we should do that yet,” because I don’t want it to become about Alex in a relationship, where we don’t get to see enough about her discovering more about who she is because so much of it was hidden last season. Then when they started to explain the whole idea, at first I was kind of taken back a little bit, not in a negative way, but just going, “Oh, okay.” Then the weight of it hit me, thinking, “Oooh, okay, we need to really, really do justice to this in a really beautiful way.” It was right around the time of the Orlando shooting, and I just all of a sudden was hit with this weight, because I knew that then I was going to be a face for the LGBT community, and I was like, “I gotta get this right. I don’t want to go out there and say one thing and then do something else. I just want to make sure that this is very respectful and tasteful and being done with sensitivity.

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Originally posted by jiminnieseyesmile

3.8k words

members: jungkook, oc - reader

genre: fluff

warnings: language

You were sick and tired of your attractive idiot neighbor blocking your driveway.

a/n: i felt like writing this weekend and this happened surprise surprise. this is what happens when i’m buzzed off of two venti macchiatos please leave me feedback TT

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

You blocked out the angry voice shouting at you from your neighbors now open door. The hurried footsteps were getting closer but you pretended you didn’t hear, continuing to drag your key along the shiny black BMW blocking your driveway. Before you could reach the back tires a hand grasped your wrist, turning you around to face your irritating neighbor.

“Oh! Hey there, neighbor,” you grinned, innocently eyeing your neighbor head to toe. He was dressed casually with his hair tousled as though he’d just woken up. His jaw was tense as his hands tightly held your wrist, nothing but anger found in his eyes. You weren’t sure of his first name but had seen him a few times in silent passing. He was relatively new to the neighborhood, keeping to himself along with his roommate you caught quick glimpses of as well. The two had moved in a month ago and you kept to yourself as well, not bothering to play nice and whip up a housewarming desert you couldn’t even properly bake. It wasn’t until a week ago that you realized your neighbors weren’t exactly your cup of tea. They had people over constantly whether they were attending their overcrowded house parties, movie nights or simply staying over till the sun came back up. It seemed whenever the two had guests around their parking lot quickly become full, causing a new issue to arrive. You noticed the brunette, tall one seemed to have a kick out of parking right in front of your light blue beetle making it impossible for you to maneuver around his pricey sports car. The parties seemed to hit an all time high and you constantly found yourself trapped in your own driveway. You left sticky notes on his windshield, kindly asking him to stop blocking your spot and occasionally he would but it wouldn’t take long for him to fall back into his routine. It wasn’t until he made you late to your job earning you a lengthy lecture from your boss, that you felt you’d had enough, storming outside to drag your keys along his prized possession.

Your decision making skills weren’t the best when you were angry.

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albus potter test? sort of? i guess?

Albus: I fell off my broom…again.

Albus: Landed on my face.


Rose: Hey, Albus, remember that time you liked VOLDEMORT’S daughter?

Albus: Rose, what are you even doing in the boys’ dormitory, didn’t you say you- oh, Scorpius, you’re back! how were your - erm, ancient runes?

Albus: You’ve got something on your face-

Albus: -er, sorry, didn’t mean to uhm yeah *coughs awkwardly*

(for @space-marauder also i swear i’ll do better, it was just a quick test)

“People are always asking me how working with Bendy is like, as if expecting me to say it’s awful working with a demon, but you know what?

Bendy is actually a good fella; he is a great actor and he dances like no one I have ever seen before- he even loves my music and is constantly asking me to play something. We’re basically each other’s fans when it comes to our talents!

A thing about him is that he seems to seek for my attention… constantly. But hey, I don’t mind- apparently he is needy to those he likes, so it’s a bit flattering in a way-

Oh, hey little buddy!… What’s with the sad face?… Ah, long day?… Hee, hee, of course you can nap here. Make yourself comfy… Play some music? It’s gonna be a bit hard with your head on my arm, but I can try for ya…

Heh, you’re welcome Bendy. After all, you’re my pal!”

Such A Sap ~Freaky February~ (S.R)

prompt: Hi, do you think you could write a Spencer Reid smut? Like, he gets jealous of Morgan flirting with the reader cause they’ve been dating for a year or so and has to claim her? You’re an awesome writer, I live for your smut <3

Pairing: Spencer x Reader

Word Count: 1.27k

Warning: None(a little long before you reach the smut)

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so how about

  • nico finds out that Will is really insecure about his image, so he starts this thing where whenever he sees Will he goes like “hi handsome” or “hey there pretty face”
  • so will decides to retaliate with “my darling” or “sweety!”
  • thats how their Nickname War began
  • then one day nico is showing these newbies the camp (he happened to be on Chiron’s line of sight the moment they arrived) and he sees will ahead talking with whoever and “HEY HOTTIE”
  • will be all smiles and “bae!” AKA nico’s most hated nickname
  • and nico be like “oh,i was hoping you would say that” and BAAM
  • he’s wearing Not Your Bae™ t-shirt
  • oh he feels real smug just then
Flirting Attempt
  • Newt: Hi, Y/N. *Leans against a tree and tries to look cool*
  • Y/N: *Raises eyebrows* Hey, Newt.
  • Newt: How's it going? *Tries to give a sexy look but ends up looking like he's having a stroke*
  • Y/N: Fine... are... are you okay?
  • Newt: Absolutely, now that I'm near you. *Tries to come closer but trips and falls face-first onto dirt*
  • Y/N: *Kneels down and helps Newt up* Oh my god are you alright?
  • Newt: *With a bleeding nose and a twisted finger and muffling a scream* Fine.
  • Y/N: Newt, you really need to get your nose checked out by the medjacks and I think your finger is broken.
  • Newt: *His nose gushing now and finger dangling 270 degrees* I'm fine.
  • Newt: *Falls over again and lands on his face*
  • Y/N: Oh god.

once you got to and inside the studio, you could hear faint sounds. it sounded like someone was adding background vocals to their song. as you listened and got closer, you realized that it was hyuk’s vocals.

“hyuk…” you sung lowly as you entered the recording room.

he turned his head and then his whole body towards you when he realized that it was you. like always, a hug smile stretched across his face. his eye smile was adorable to you.

he pulled you into a hug and kissed your forehead. “hey mocha.”

“hey. is the song finished? i heard you doing something..” you sat down in his ‘work chair’ and swirled around a few times.

“oh yeah..” he paused and went over to the soundboard. he clicked on a few things and then a song started to play.

“here it is.”

you closed your eyes and let the music take over you. something about the bass of the song gave you chills and a sexual type vibe. you bobbed your head slightly, letting hyuk know that you were feeling it.

just as you thought, his voice went perfectly with the beat. everything about the song was smooth ; from the beat, to the voice, to the production of it all. hyuk DID something and it was THAT.

there was a part in the song where hyuk had said some freaky shit that had you ready to drop it like it was hot right then and there.

once the song was over, you turned to hyuk and clapped your hands together. “okay baby i see you, making panty dropping and baby making music!”

he chuckled and pulled you up out of his chair, sat in it and pulled you back down onto his lap. “you like it huh?”

“yeah..are you trying to get me pregnant or something?” you giggled and wrapped your arm around his neck.

he leaned his head on your chest and played with the zipper of your pants.

“i mean, yeah.” he said which had you shook but not surprised.

“you know when i wrote this song, i was horny and i was thinking about you..” he laughed at the memory.

“no wonder the lyrics are so explicit. you’re a freak hyuk.” you ran your fingers through his hair.

“only for you mocha…” he turned you around to face him. you let a soft moan slip from your lips as you felt his grip around your hips. he pushed you against him, making you moan once again.

“you ready?” he asked you.

“yeah..” unhesitatingly, you straddled him and mentally/physically prepared yourself for what was about to happen.

you were about to get pregnant ㅋ.


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You sighed as you walked into the Avengers building. Rubbing your head, you wished you had gotten a hat on the way over. If your friends didn’t like your newly shaved head, your coworkers probably wouldn’t either.

“Hey, Y/N,” Bucky greeted as he walked by. Though, he did a double-take. “Oh, your hair’s gone.”

Your face went red in embarrassment. Why did he have to notice and put it that way? “Yeah, I had an urge to shave it,” you told him, again rubbing your hand on the top of your head. You were so not used to feeling skin there.

“You don’t look very happy about that,” Bucky pointed out with a slightly tilted head.

“Yeah, my friends didn’t react well,” you admitted with a sigh.

“Don’t listen to them. You look adorable.” Bucky spoke in a firm tone.

“I what?” you asked, just to make sure you heard correctly.

Now it was Bucky’s turn to blush. “I said your haircut is cute on you,” he reiterated.

You smiled a little. “You think so?” you asked.

Bucky nodded. “I mean, you were cute before, too. Now it’s just a different cute, and I should probably go see what it was that Steve wanted.” He turned to leave, but you jogged over, giving Bucky a quick hug from behind.

“Thank you, really,” you thanked. “I was really close to buying a wig until my hair grew back out, but if you’re being honest…”

Bucky smiled and pat the top of your head. “You’re honestly adorable. Don’t worry about it, alright?”

Wedding Series #1 - He Asks Your Parents For Permission (Harry)

Harry took a deep breath as he finished buttoning up his shirt, trying to will his fingers to stop shaking. He shouldn’t be this nervous, what were the odds of your Father saying no to him? After all you’d been dating just shy on two years and Harry had never gotten the impression your parents didn’t like him.

Still, his heart was hammering violently against the inside of his chest and he was finding it hard to breathe normally. Harry turned away from the mirror in the bedroom when he heard your feet on the stairs, seconds later your head popping around the corner.
“Hey, I got us a movie to - are you going somewhere?”
Harry swallowed thickly, forcing a smile onto his face. “Yeah, I’m just going out with your Dad.”
“Oh,” You answered, frowning a little. “You are?”
“That’s okay right?”
“Of course it’s okay Harry,” You chuckled, shaking your head. “I don’t have a problem with you spending time with him, I just wanted to watch a movie with you that’s all.”

Harry took the few steps between the both of you, wrapping his arms around your body and bringing you close to his chest; the feeling of you there calming his nerves a bit.
“How about we watch it tomorrow?” He asked, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “We’ll have a proper movie night.”
“I’ll hold you to that,” You replied, leaning up to kiss his lips quickly. “Have…fun with my Dad I guess.”
Harry chuckled nervously. “I’m sure it’s going to be a blast.”


“So Harry,” Your Dad said, taking another mouthful of his beer. “What’s up?”
“How do you know something’s up?”
“I like you Harry, but you aren’t great at hiding things,” Your Dad shook his head, frowning slightly. “Is everything with you and y/n okay?”
“Yeah, yeah we’re perfect,” Harry replied, running his fingers through his hair, glancing down at the table top. “That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Go on.”
“Sir…I love y/n with all of my heart, she is the only woman I want to be with,” He took a shaky breath. “And - and I really would like to ask her to marry me, but only if you’re okay with it.”

Your Dad looked slightly taken aback, his beer paused halfway to his mouth as he regarded Harry up and down, noticing the way that he was wringing his hands together in his lap, looking anywhere but at him. He couldn’t help but smile, knowing that there was no one else he’d trust his little girl with more.
“Of course you can Harry,” Your Dad answered, clapping a large hand on Harry’s shoulder. “Thank you for asking me.”

Harry sighed in relief, feelings his nerves melt away. Now all he had to do was ask you.

Written By Bree xx

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  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b></b> *Betty sneaks in bed with Veronica*<p/><b>Betty:</b> hey babe *tries to kiss V*<p/><b>Veronica:</b> *turns away with back facing B*<p/><b>Veronica:</b> go away..<p/><b>Betty:</b> what why?<p/><b>Veronica:</b> just...go away<p/><b>Betty:</b> I'm not leaving until I know the reason why you're like this<p/><b>Veronica:</b> ...<p/><b>Betty:</b> ronnie..<p/><b>Veronica:</b> you weren't there<p/><b>Betty:</b> I wasn't where?<p/><b>Veronica:</b> seriously??...the talent show..<p/><b>Betty:</b> ...oh...OH..<p/><b>Veronica:</b> ..and I can smell his cologne on you<p/><b>Betty:</b> ..shit look ronnie, I swear I wa-<p/><b>Veronica:</b> I know you can't be out to your parents yet about us but that doesn't mean you can just allow other people to kiss you so no one will suspect anything about us....I just can't do this right now... just leave. please.<p/><b>Veronica:</b> I want to be alone.<p/><b>Betty:</b> vero-<p/><b>Veronica:</b> please. I'll talk to you tomorrow.<p/><b>Betty:</b> ...<p/><b></b> *Betty gets up from the bed with a heavy feeling on her chest and ache in her heart, she stares at the outline of Veronica's figure through the darkness and can see the silk pajamas she had on and starts to walk away*<p/><b>Betty:</b> *whispers to self* I'll make things right<p/><b></b> *as soon as the door closes veronica can feel the slow and dull pain from her heart, the sting of tears in her eyes, the trembling of her lower lip. She clasps both her hands together in attempts to try and get herself together but the build up of emotions felt as if a golf ball was shoved down her throat. She needed to breathe. Finally, after she stopped fighting it, she just let it all out. Pain racked throughout her body and the dam which held all the pent-up emotions and feelings just came gushing out*<p/><b>Veronica:</b> *grabs the pillow next to her and hugs it tightly while crying*<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

I’m so happy that you enjoyed them! The women don’t get enough love, and I’m willing to provide.


• She’s wine mom™ all the way.
• If there’s wine, she’ll drink it, but no one’s ever seen her drunk.
• Happy to see you, even if you’re plastered.
• Will start the conversation thinking that you where just buzzed.
• “Hello there!”
• “HUH? Oohhh….. Hi-hey ann…….aaaaangela.”
• She laugh and asks if this is a good time.
• “yess, there……you..you’re fun guy to talk…with too…and…..you’re hair….ooohhhh soooo pretty”
• “Oh, uh, thank you!”
• “aaannnddd yyyoouurrr face! I hate…. I don like…..geez, you’re sooo cute aaannnggggeeellaaa”
• She’s blushing and laughing at you, grabbing your arm and leading you out of the room.
• “I think it’s time for you to go to bed.”
• You wake up in your room with a headache and a note on your table from Angela asking you out.

• She doesn’t drink, she never drinks.
• She spots you ready to get into a fist fight with McCree over some chicken nuggets.
• Jumps between you two and throws the old nuggets into the trash before either of you could stop her.
• Will call over her mom to watch Jesse.
• Makes you sit next to her so that you don’t start anymore trouble.
• Jumps when you try to hold her hand.
• “Your hand…..you….it’s SOOO soft”
• “I, uhhhhh….”
• “aawwwww…. You- your face…..LOOK red….mmmmmmm pretty face.”
• “Well, ummmm.”
• “ohhhhh….. I’m soorryyy…you’re…. I made….you uncomfortable.”
• You move away from her
• “NO.”
• “you sure??”
• “Yes.”
• She grabs your hand to punctuate her point.
• Your eyes are sparking and she gets redder.
• You two held hands for the rest of the night.

• She has a low alcohol tolerance, so she tries to be responsible and not drink.
• Has fun messing with the people who are drunk.
• This includes you.
• “heeeyyy…. HEY tra….leNA! Can….will you get me ano…some more??”
• “Some more what?”
• “The…uhhhhh….this one…”
• “What’s ‘this one,’ love?”
• “Drink…the..some beer?”
• “Haha, I think you’ve had enough!”
• It takes you a second to realize that she wasn’t getting more drinks for you.
• “aaaahHHHHH I see miss….smarty. Me…..TWO can play……”
• You make your way to a table nearby and stand on it.
• She’s a giggling mess telling you to get down from there.
• You wobble and fall off and she barely catches you.
• She cracks up and gives the cheesiest pickup line you’ve ever heard.

• Is the one who took you drinking.
• Keeps you upright and away from potential threats.
• Will still video tape you doing stupid things.
• “Som….sooommmBBBRRAAAA…letme….I gotta….I need to fight that guy.”
• “No way my friend. We need to lay low, remember?”
• “I don’t……he’s lookin at you….I don’t like him….or- or his….stuPID FACE.”
• “You jealous, pollito?”
• “no… He’s just…his face is stupid.”
• She teases you.
• “Just….c'mon….he needs….let me…one punch…on the faaaccceee.”
• “No, güey. How do you know he’s even looking at me?”
• “Wha….I…he…who wOULDNT?? You….you’re so….such pretty eyes. And, youre…I mean really??? But, you’re voice…aaaaaaaaa.”
• “Primo….. Do you have a crush on me?”
• “duh.”
• Taken back by your bluntness, but bursts out laughing.
• Sets up a date with you while you’re still confidant and then holds you to it.

• Will not get drunk, she refuses.
• That being said, she can almost drink as much as Gabriel.
• Almost.
• Kinda acts like the bouncer if anyone gets too crazy.
• You where getting too crazy.
• She picked you up from under your armpits as you where about to hit Junkrat square in the gut because he owed you about five dollars.
• “That’s enough from you, tiny one.”
• You reach up to her arms and pat them in dismay.
• She moves you to the door.
• “Wait….I can….I can tell you a secret if…..if I can….let me punch.”
• “No can do.”
• “pleeeaassseeee. If you….if you loved me…..I can go.”
• “And, if you loved me, you would stay.”
• “that….you…thATS NOT FAIR.”
• “Why is that, tiny one?”
• “because….. I love you.”
• She did let you stay after that, but under the condition that you stayed in her arms.

I’m sleepy. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed! ( ̄▽ ̄)

Shu Headcanon (Um...Shu? Edition)


You curl up next to him on the bed, snuggling your face into his chest.
Shu kisses your hair and pulls you closer to him.
‘Um..hey Shu?’
He hums a reply.
'I heard Laito talking earlier. He was saying some really dirty stuff..’
'Are you surprised..?’ He sighs.
'N-no but…some of the things he was saying made me think..’
You look up at him just as he opens an eye. You blush..
'Oh?’ He was amused.
'W-well he was on about bukake…’
Shu raised an eyebrow.
'And..and I just thought..does Shu like doing that?’
He smirks.
'I like seeing my cum on you.’
You gulp, 'You do?’
'I like seeing it anywhere on your body.’ He rolls your body over and lifts off the sheets to see your partly naked body. His hand pushes up the silk nightdress to reveal your bare ass.
'I like cumming on here.’ He whispers on your ear as he strokes your ass cheek.
'And..’ He rolls you back over again and pulls down the straps, his mouth immediately finding your breasts.
'And here..’
You sigh and play with his hair enjoying the warm mouth and sensations.
Shu moves up to you, he smirks, takes your chin and kisses you with his tongue.
'I like seeing my cum in your mouth most.’
He extends the rough kiss longer.
You groan in his mouth and hold onto him. So turned on.
'But..I know you like..’ he moves above you and positions himself between your legs. 'You like me to cum inside you.’


Bucky whines like a five-year-old waiting for you answer his call, but as soon as you answer the phone, he shifts to the ‘cool assassin’ mode

*a series of meaningless noises, groans, and complains*

-Sam– She didn’t answer my call!

-Oh, man. Don’t complain like a high school girl. Ya know, she may still on her way home. 

*continue exploring the varies possibility of human vocal cords*

-Hey, man, hey……


Sam calmly takes out his phone and starts to film


Bucky’s voice changes back into the low, with a little husky one within a second 

-Hi, pretty.

-Oh, hey, Bucky! So sorry I didn’t pick up. I just got home—-

You hang up the phone and notice Sam sent you a message.

You open it. 

The phone screen lights up your face, and the man in the video lights you up. 


“it’s $20 for a photo right?”
“i only have $19 is that ok–”
“oh, stop! keep the money, sweetheart!!! we were all college students once, give her your phone.”

“hey, nice case” (i have a hamilton case im crying)
“i saw you when you were in In The Heights!!”
“oh my god what were you??? like 5???”


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translation :
- Haaaaa !! Let me goooo !

- Your face haha !
- Hannibal, this is NOT funny !!!

- Hey, little sister. hey… You’re sulking ? Don’t sulk.

- What were you doing, little sister ?
- A flower crown

- With this crown, you’ll be the most beautiful stag.
- Oh thanks.

- What are those flowers ?
- It’s white poppies, my favourite. Do you like them…? Hanni ?