oh my god i love this picture

mituni14  asked:

Promptis and FenHawke for send me a ship :>

*uncontrollable giggling* EEEEEKKK

Who said “I love you” first?:

Promptis: Noct - hands down. Pretty much in daze. Like - he couldn’t believe it.

FenHawke: HAWKE! Hands down - was like - 2 weeks after they were official

Who would have the other’s picture as their background?

Promptis: PROMPTO - oh my god Prompto - he changes it out every other day or so. Noct sleeping, Noct yawning, Noct smirking, Noct fighting, Noct, Noct, Noct :P

FenHawke: Uh - DEFINITELY Hawke - he’d make a collage :P

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror?

Promptis: Noct does - and they’re usually very suggestive. Hehe… :P

FenHawke: Fenris - hands down.

Who buys the other cheesy gifts?

Promptis: Prompto gets a kick out of Noct’s deadpan stare - but it also surprises him when Noct is geniunally thankful - Noct gives them too (“flowers, chocolates, etc.) Mainly because he loves seeing Prompto freak out.

FenHawke: Hawke allll the way - he’s always coming home with something - and each gift is because “this reminded me of you, so I had to get it.” :D

Who initiated the first kiss?

Promptis: Noct absolutely did it first - he was literally just like - “that’s it” and went for it - Prompto forgot to breathe. :P

FenHawke: Well - we actually saw how it happened - so Hawke? I guess? :P

Who kisses the other awake in the morning?

Promptis: Prompto haaannndddss down. And Noct gets SO PISSED. He’s sleeping soundly and Prompto just attacks him with kisses until Noct wakes up.

FenHawke: Hawke and Fenris both do this - mainly depending on who gets up first. They’re both early morning people, so they switch on and off. :P

Who starts tickle fights?

Promptis: Oh my GOD, Noct does - all the freaking time. He CANNOT get over the way Prompto laughs - it’s the most adorable thing. He adores it.

FenHawke: HAWKE HANDS DOWN! Fenris gets PISSED - but it’s mainly because he’s irritated that he can’t stop laughing - and Hawke just has to do it at the worst times - when he’s all broody :P

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower?

Promptis: Oohh, these guys do this to each other alllllll the time. Usually it’s Noct who initiates - but Prompto absolutely does it to.

FenHawke: Both - equally. And it’s not even for “fun” it’s literally to save time lol - especially on Fenris’s end hehe.

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch?

Promptis: Prompto would do this if it didn’t mean interrupting Noct’s “royal duties” - so usually it’s Noct who comes strolling in with a lunch that Ignis made.

FenHawke: Fenris would LOVE seeing the look on Hawke’s face every time he brought him lunch - the guy gets so overjoyed, and he can’t get enough of it - but he never lets it show :P

Who was nervous and shy on the first date?

Promptis: Prompto was about to have a freaking heart attack - Noct was a bit more casual about it, though he was certainly nervous too. It was really Prompto who was about to pass out though.

FenHawke: Ummm..neither. The two were just so - comfortable with each other from the start that there really was no super nervous stage.

Who kills/takes out the spiders?

Promptis: NEITHER!! They both fucking jump into each others arms and evacuate the home until they can get Gladio or Ignis to kill it. Lol They hate bugs :P

FenHawke: Hawke is a fucking scaredy cat - Fenris always takes care of the spiders LOL!

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk?

Promptis: Prompto is a ridiculously bad drunk - super clingy, loud, and WAY too affectionate - definitely Prompto.

FenHawke: HAWKE! He’s so PROUD of his elven boyfriend - he can’t BELIEVE that he gets to be with this GOD of an elf - he is so LUCKY to have him.

Thank you for the precious ask my darling @mituni14! :D :D :D :D :D

momijihyuga804  asked:

Out of curiosity did you ever play the game Ib? That Mob picture with the shadow coming out of the mirror reminds me of a part in the game, so forgive me if I'm wrong. Also your doodles are cute and I like them :3

oh my god when you mentioned “ib” im-

(yes i played it i love it!! and yes also it does kinda similar to that lmao i didnt realise that ^^’)

anonymous asked:

oh god those invocationare terrible. don;t get me wrong I love art that goes against the common design of cards (Time spiral, full art lands/full picture cards) but the format of them just looks cluttered and unproffesional

I know for a fact that my friend @kelbremdusk who is super tidy with graphic design and such gonna be so angry tomorrow when i shove them into her face.

Theatre Kid AUs

-that stage kiss WAS NOT SCRIPTED WTF
- I’m the stage manager and you’re the cocky lead who won’t SHUT UP backstage PEOPLE CAN HEAR YOU
-for closing night bets you slipped me tongue during our stage kiss what the fuck do I do
-we’re not playing the romantic leads but everyone ships our characters and they keep making us take pictures together in costume (I kind of love it)
-we’re in the chorus together and you never know what the notes are so you have to stand impossibly close to me to listen and it just makes me mess up and I SWEAR TO GOD ARE YOU DOING THAT ON PURPOSE
-everyone in the show has to wear makeup I swear I will wrestle you into this chair if I have to
-oh my god you’re doing my makeup and you’re so close and I can’t breathe
-I may have learned your romantic lead’s part and then attempted to take them out the night of the show
-we made out in the light booth
-this is the first time I’ve seen you in costume and holy fuck how do you look so good in that

November 11, 2016 - Happy Birthday, Wally!

In which Wally reacts to his 22nd birthday exactly the same way I did.

(Also my 22nd birthday was just 6 days ago… we’re so close in age! Just another reason to love him.)

And because I know people are gonna call me out for being unrealistic, here’s an actual picture of how his 22nd birthday goes down, you sadists:


so i found some pictures of Stefan Karl from when he played that french guard and prince Herbet in Spamalot at the icelandic national theater

newt: magical creatures? oh my god i love them so much- *trips* *thousands of photographs of different creatures spill from pockets* look at mine i swear i’m in love do you want to see- *slips on a pile of pictures* i just wow they’re so wonderful i just- *more pictures fall out as he falls to his knees, desperately trying to pick them up* hang on a sec jUst LISTEN

Promise Of Tomorrow

Characters: Reader (Y/N), Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins

Pairing: Jensen x reader (ish)

Warnings: Very dirty thoughts, Drunken confessions, Language, Shameless objectification of Jensen Ackles (and I am not even a little bit sorry!)    

Word count: 1400ish (not a drabble! Dammit Jensen!)

A/N: I blame @blacktithe7 for this! When you send her gifs of Jensen you get comments like: “He went from damn he’s good looking to OH MY GOD TAKE ME NOW!” and “Now I picture Jensen’s lips on my most sensitive spots before riding him like a pogo stick!”

I took both as prompts to do a drabble, but Kari can’t drabble so welcome to this little one shot ;) Oh and I made (she begged) Erin beta this too :D

Also Kari can’t remember so this one shot is 3 months old but never before posted so enjoy y’all.


You groaned. You had no idea why you had agreed to come to this party in the first place. Well, Misha and you had stayed close friends after your recurring role as an angel on Supernatural, back when it was still in it’s fourth season.

You had had a thing for the green eyed actor that played Dean Winchester back then too. You just never had the courage to tell him that. Years had passed, and the moment you had walked through the front door you knew that hadn’t changed. Your eyes landed on him standing in the corner of the room chatting with his co-star and tv brother, Jared Padalecki. Your heart practically jumped into your throat when you saw him. He hadn’t aged a day, but he had gotten all the more sexy. His freckles still enhanced his perfect facial features. His shoulders were still broad and his bowed legs perfect for you to fit in between. Not that you ever had, but a girl could dream right.

You shook your head, annoyed with yourself for letting these thoughts re-enter your mind. He was way out of your league, there was no way he would ever look twice at someone like you. Daydreaming of him was only going to end one way. In heartbreak. Yours.    

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Okay so we have two possible scenarios here:

1) Guy and Marty getting Jack out of the scrum and Jack being completely relieved and he smiles at them gratefully and it’s a genuinely sweet moment

2) Guy and Marty dragging Angry Kitten Jack Zimmermann out by the scruff while he’s screaming something along the lines of “SAY THAT ABOUT MY MOM AGAIN!! YOU WANT ME TO GET HER ON THE ICE?! SHE’LL KICK YOUR ASS!” (Marty: God he IS Bad Bob’s kid)


Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone
I know and she shares my dreams,
I hope that someday I’ll share her home
I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets. To carry love, to carry children of
our own. We are still kids, but we’re so in
love, fighting against all odds
I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling just hold my hand, be my girl,
I’ll be your man
I see my future in your eyes

- Ed Sheeran, “Perfect”

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Dammit. Dammit Ed Sheeran. Daammmiiitt. ❤❤❤

anonymous asked:

you dont gotta do this but id rly like to see Alex calling out Maggie for standing on her tippy toes in pictures so they are the same height! It seems cute in my head... Thanks!! love your fics!!! <3

“Oh my god, Maggie, get down.”

“Um, Danvers, we’re kind of… in front of your sister… and all our friends…”

Alex takes a moment to get it, and when she does, her jaw drops open and her eyes go wide and she turns beet red.

“No, not – Jesus, Sawyer – I meant get off your tip toes!”

Maggie’s eyes get wide and innocent, and James rests his camera on his hip in resignation and exchanges bemused and slightly terrified grimaces with Winn and Kara, because lord, this might take a while.

Because all of them had been perfectly happy to get away with it. With trying her best to look as tall as Alex in pictures.

Kara had even stood behind her and lifted her slightly once or twice to spare her calves.

But Alex Danvers loves everything about her girlfriend. Everything. Including how her stature makes Alex feel strong – though she knows, of course, that Maggie can and does kick some serious ass – and like she can protect her, like she can hold her, like she can dote on her, like she can toss her arm around her and just wrap her up and let the world know mine, mine, mine.

And if she likes to record that feeling in photographs, she should be allowed to, shouldn’t she?

She won’t be thwarted by Maggie standing on her tip toes and thinking her secret agent girlfriend doesn’t notice.

“I don’t… I’m not on my tip toes, come on, Danvers.”

Maggie glances around the family for support.

Kara suddenly has found something very interesting to stare at on the ceiling, Winn has suddenly gotten a very urgent text, and James bravely – probably because his Guardian suit is in the bag on the couch – furrows his brow, purses his lips, and pumps a supportive fist at Maggie.

“I saw that, Olsen.”

“See Alex, I think you might be imagining things. Imagining Maggie standing on her tiptoes, imagining me doing something out of the ordinary just there…”

Alex swings her arm off of Maggie’s shoulder and starts toward James.

“Give me that camera, Olsen.”

He backs away quickly, backwards, and reminds Winn forcibly of that scene in the last Harry Potter movie when Hermione demands Harry give her wand back and – even though she’s unarmed – he scampers away from her with the kind of terror he’s never shown Voldemort.

“Relax, Guardian, I’m not gonna destroy it, I just need proof.”

He lets her snatch it from his hands to avoid doing it damage, and he winks at Maggie over Alex’s shoulder.

“Seriously, James?” Alex’s indignation spreads across the whole apartment.

“None of these pictures have our feet in them? Even the full body shots? None of them? Come on. I thought you were supposed to have a Pulitzer Prize or something.”

“Hey, listen, I was told to take great pictures of you two. I wasn’t told they had to include your combat boots.”

Maggie beams at him behind Alex’s back, and Winn gives her a secret solidarity high five while Kara adjusts her glasses and tries to take her sister’s faux-rage seriously.

“Maybe Maggie’s just trying to be closer to your pretty face, Alex,” she offers, and Alex quirks her lips off to the side as she turns toward Maggie.

“Is that what it is, babe?”

“No idea what you’re talking about, Danvers,” Maggie maintains staunchly.

“You know what then? Fine. You wanna not look shorter than me. Come here, you.”

“Alex what – “

But Maggie’s sentence turns into a laughing shriek, and suddenly her arms are around Alex’s neck and Winn and Kara are cheering and James is adjusting the camera Alex had thrust back in his hands and snapping photograph after laughing photograph.

Of Alex with Maggie in her arms, bridal style, laughing.

Alex with Maggie in her arms, staring into each other’s eyes like no one else had ever existed or ever would exist again.

Alex’s hair falling over her face as she kisses Maggie like her sister isn’t desperately adjusting her glasses just a few feet away.

Alex setting Maggie down and standing behind her, head over Maggie’s shoulder, smiling into the camera like she’s never been this happy in her life, and Maggie holding Alex’s hands – which are wrapped around her waist – and smiling the same exact way.

Alex turning her face and kissing Maggie’s cheek, and Maggie swooning and giggling back into her strong hold, the most brilliant of smiles on her face.

Winn and Kara leaping behind both of them, mouths wide open in hilarity, as Maggie turns her face to kiss Alex’s lips.

Every single photograph gets framed, and Maggie never feels the need to stand on her tip toes next to Alex again.

Except when she needs to kiss her, of course.

Because that? That is just perfect.