season-opener

anonymous asked:

can i request a reaction from 76 and reaper with a s/o has a sensitive neck and ears and tries to act nothing happens?

Soldier 76


  • He respects your weak spots
    • Only using it when the two of you are in private
    • He’s not one for PDA regardless
  • However, he enjoys watching you squirm
    • Pretending that his gentle puffs weren’t making your face horribly red
    • He’ll tease you

Reaper


  • He doesn’t have any respect for it
    • Appearing behind you when you’re in the middle of conversations and will brush a smoky tendril across it
    • Just enough that you feel it
    • Making you stutter
  • It’s open season when the two of you are being intimate
    • Your neck covered in hickeys the next day
    • You blushing whenever someone points it out

Can we stop everything for a minute and talk about Jared’s and Jensen’s acting? Sure we can.

There’s no such thing as a surprise when it comes to them being able to make me cry with a simple look and make me crack laughing with a simple move but anyways I still find their acting mesmerizing. 

Let’s start with Jensen, because he got me crying all over this scene. I couldn’t help it. (I cry a lot with SPN because of him)

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He made me feel every bit of desperation he was feeling. How you can’t remember something so simple, so yours, something that in any normal situation you could say it like you can sing your favorite song. But there’s any of that and he just makes you feel it, he doesn’t even has to say it, it’s there in his eyes; how lost he feels.

And all I have to say is: Jensen, you’re definitely one of the best actors I’ve seen and it’s amazingly beautiful the way in which you can get to people’s feelings with your expressions.

That said, now Jared. (I cry a lot with SPN because of this bitch, too

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I’ve been all emotional because of Sam in countless times, Jared gives such expression to Sam that you can’t help yourself.

I was as worried as Sam at this moment and even though I saw Dean’s words as a joke I was totally lost and trying to keep calm but no can do, this is Supernatural we’re talking about. Sam’s expressions here say so much, him shaking his head, him looking away, the little smile he makes, the sigh of relief, the way his eyes look watery. He was going to loose it if the counterspell didn’t work. It’s seen that he can’t lose Dean, not like that, not again. He goes with “not funny” but you gotta see it in his face, you gotta hear it in his voice. Is such a strong feeling kinda like he was making me feel it.

Jared, you’re freaking gold and you never fail to amaze me, you never fail to make me feel every single thing Sam feels. 

Honestly, I’ve gotta thank the world for having such great actors as Jared and Jensen to play the characters I love the most because clearly without them I wouldn’t have fallen in love with the Winchesters. Thanks for,  and to, Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles. 

4

tv aesthetic → the office

I’m not superstitious, but… I am a little stitious.

Imagine this:

  • Keith’s now in charge because Shiro’s gone and he’s being hot headed, like he tends to be.
  • Red keeps fighting Black because Keith keeps trying to get inside
  • But Keith keeps insisting Shiro told him to pilot Black
  • Lance walks by one day when the two lions are duking it out and is like ‘maybe you’re not really cut out to pilot the black lion anyway.’
  • Keith, who’s on edge, turns to him and just yells ‘why are you even here? You’re not cut out to pilot the blue lion, if you ask me,’ 
  • Lance turns away, pretending to be only lightly injured but really trying hard to hold back tears
  • Keith goes looking for Lance later and runs into Hunk, who says he’s been in his room all day
  • Hunk tells Keith not to go in there
    • (Hunk’s known about these insecurities for a while, he is Lance’s best friend)
  • This doesn’t stop Keith who sees Lance, curled in a ball, tucked in the corner between his bed and the wall, just sobbing and muttering incomprehensible gibberish
  • Hunk gets Keith out of there but not before Keith hears Lance say something about not being cut out for Voltron
  • When he and Hunk are out of the room he asks what’s wrong
  • ‘We’re all really stressed with Shiro gone, Keith,’ 
  • Keith doesn’t buy it
    • ‘Hunk, did I do something wrong?’
  • For the rest of the episode Lance sits in his room while Keith tries to figure out how to fix things, failing multiple times, occasionally making it worse
  • After multiple failed attempts Keith sits down and admits to the rest of the team that he’s afraid that he put Lance out of commission permanently
    • ‘I’m scared, guys. I think I broke him.’
  • Then, as if this had never occurred to him before, Coran says they’re going to have mandatory shooting practice
    • Keith: but my bayard is a sword
    • Coran says he’ll just use one of the guns stored in the castle
  • Coran makes a game out of it, drags Lance out to participate, and the gang shoots.
  • Keith, Pidge, and Hunk miss a couple on the easy mode, but Lance makes them all.
  • As it gets harder and harder, the three start missing all of them, but Lance still hasn’t missed one yet
  • When they’re finished, Coran energetically announces Lance the teams best shooter
  • Keith walks right up to him with a hand outstretched to shake
    • ‘Looks like you’re better than me.’
  • And then Lance, eyes wide, mouth agape, just breaks into the widest grin and shoots Keith some finger guns and just exclaims ‘you know it!’
  • Keith just rolls his eyes but smiles fondly after him.
Why Do You Keep Apologizing! (Theo Raeken Imagine)

Here’s a Teen Wolf Imagine!

It’s actual rather longer than my usual, hope you don’t mind… I got carried away.

Requests are Open (Just bear with me)

I hope you enjoy!

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Originally posted by stazlindesdaily

You were born to a family of angels. If someone thought goody-two-shoes people were terrible, imagine how it felt to sport wings that burned every time you lied and having to move nearly every month once you’ve served your purpose. 

Being an angel, you all had a specific purpose. And being part of a family, your family would spread across a town to spread positive energy throughout the people. No one could ever be in a bad mood if an angel was around… unless they’re so consumed by the darkness.

And once you stepped into Beacon Hills High School, you knew you found where you needed to go. You had a feeling you belonged to be there and it made your wings tingle underneath your jacket. You rolled your shoulders back and took a deep breath before setting off to find your locker. As you walked, there were multiple pairs of eyes on you. Not because you were an angel that just glowed (that’s actual a myth), but because there were other supernatural beings in that school that got a whiff of your scent. You just didn’t know that… yet. 

“She’s not human.” Malia whispered, looking over to Scott and Liam who understood her statement. “Her scent… it’s… different.” 

Scott nodded in agreement. “We don’t know if she’s a bad guy-” 

“Or girl.” Lydia interrupted. 

He looked over to her and nodded slightly. “Yeah… bad girl or not… We lay off her unless she proves to be a threat.” 

“Just keep your wolf and coyote eyes on her.” Stiles added. “Stay. Away.” 

“Well someone needs to tell Theo the plan.” Liam muttered. The pack looked over to what he meant. 

And there you were, standing next to Theo Raeken, struggling to open your locker which, coincidentally, was next to his. He stood stiffly as the doors were pushed open a breeze sweeping in, carrying your scent over to him which made it stronger. Fear struck him in his bones after registering what your scent was. “Are you here to punish me?” He thought aloud. 

You looked over to him as he hid his face inside his locker. “Excuse me?” You asked, politely. When there was no response, you decided to pat the young man on his muscly bicep. But then you saw darkness and a young woman tearing this boy’s heart out repeatedly. It was like a nightmare. You yelped as you pulled your hand away, immediately recognizing the feeling of darkness. It consumed him. 

You were standing in a daze as Theo slammed his locker shut and hurriedly walked away from you. Your eyes trailed him. 


In your first period, you introduced yourself to the teacher and was shown to a seat. There was an empty desk beside you and you couldn’t wait to attempt to befriend this new person. But fate decided to play against you as the boy from earlier sat next to you with an annoyed expression.

“Are you stalking me?” He asked, abruptly. “First you’re next to me in the morning, opening a locker that clearly wasn’t yours since you can’t even open the damn thing. And now you’re sitting next to me in my first period? I’ve never seen you a day in my life. So if-”

“I’m sorry if you got that impression.” You apologized. “I was told to sit here by the teacher. And as for the locker situation this morning, I honestly could not open the.. um… thing.” 

“Damn.” Theo repeated. You raised an eyebrow. “Say it.” You shook your head. Wings tend to painfully shed a feather or two if a curse word left your mouth. Growing feathers back was the true punishment. After a long period of silence and an intense staring competition, Theo finally said, “I know what you are. And I’m not going back.” 

“What?” You asked as the bell rang and class began. 

After the class, you chased after him but he immediately disappeared into the crowd of students. “What did this kid mean.” You asked aloud. 

It wasn’t until lunch time that you saw this mystery boy again. The two of you locked eyes across the room and he stood up to leave the cafeteria. You ran after him and just before he opened the doors to leave, you grabbed him. “Let go!” He said, shaking you off. 

“What did you mean you aren’t going back?” 

“Why do you care?” He shot back. “I don’t know you!” 

“My apologies… I’m-I’m..” You began, but he interrupted. 

Why Do You Keep Apologizing!” He screamed. “Demons don’t do that!” 

You furrowed your eyebrows. “You-you think I’m a demon?” You couldn’t even contain your laughter. His face sported a confused expression. “I apologize for my laughter. But I’m not a demon. My name is (Y/N).” You said, offering your hand. 

“Theo.” He muttered. “If you aren’t a demon, then what are you? ‘Cause you’re definitely not human.” 

“And I suppose neither are you.” You said with a playful smirk on your face. “You don’t need to be afraid of me, Theo. I’m not here to harm you nor take you back to that girl.” He raised his eyebrows at you, wordlessly questioning you. “That girl in your nightmares. The one that tears out your heart.” 

“How did you-” 

“Angels are more than just wings and good deeds, Theo.” You said. “We have purposes as to why we arrive in cities… and I have a feeling my purpose is to rid you of your darkness.”

“Can you do that?” He asked, hopeful. You smiled warmly. 

“Of course.” 

I’m thinking about doing a part two… Because this feels like it needs a part two. Wouldn’t you agree?