secretly laughing

Headcanon that makkis and mattsuns moms are awesome <3

(The day after the two come out to their moms. Mattsun cries a lot that day.)

I don’t know what to say about all these pictures of Sans with a glowing penis…… Why. just Why. xD
everytime I see a pic like this, I just can’t take it seriously.
to me, if he really had this “thing”, he would only make stupid things with it like… idk, being a lamp. yeah.
and then he would probably make an epilepsy because of it xD
but Hey, I’m not juging. do whatever you like. (even if drawing a skeleton with a glowing penis is a liiiittle weird. Just a little.)

I’m sorry the quality is terrible… I draw with my 3ds (and as you can see, the quality is bad) and I make the animation with my phone so… I don’t use very professional stuff xD but you get the idea-

O Romeo, Romeo...

So this is my contribution to Marichat May, now no one can tell me I never did anything for it xD I hope you enjoy :) 

“Ugh, this is so stupid, Tikki,” Marinette complained, crinkling the pages of the Literature book she was holding in her hands. “There’s no way I can make this convincing.”

“Not with that attitude,” Tikki giggled. “Relax, Marinette, you’ll be a great Juliette! Don’t push yourself too hard. Besides, you’ll have the book right in front of you in class; you don’t have to memorize anything.”

“I know,” Marinette sighed dejectedly. “But I have to practice this, at least. What if Adrien plays Romeo? I want him to be captivated by my Juliette, and that can’t happen if I just read straight from the book.”

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Just pretend to be my date // SHAWN MENDES

Overview: Y/n has a family dinner where her family always bug her about never bringing a date so she asks Shawn to accompany her.

“Please, please, please, Shawn,” I whine. “I never ask you for anything,”

“I don’t know,” Shawn trails off, his arm brushing mine as he walked me back to my house after we had dinner with some of his friends at the bar in the main street.

“Listen, my family bug me every year about if I’m dating someone and for once I just want to make them happy. Could you please, pretty please, for one night… just pretend to be my date,” I stop him, pulling his arm gently so he turns and faces me. The dark sky creates shadows against his face, the dimly lit street lights illuminating half his face.

“I just don’t want to lie to your family Y/n,” He says, linking my fingers with his.

“I know you don’t but I just want to get them off my case. I don’t know who else I could ask and right now there’s no one else I’d rather fake date then you,” I chuckle, looking up at him shyly.

“Aww Y/n” Shawn coos, wrapping his arms around my waist tightly, lifting me off the ground slightly.

“Shawn- can’t breathe,” I mumble into his chest.

“Sorry,” He chuckles, placing me back down and we continue walking again. “So what would this fake date entail if I did go along with it?”

“Well,” I glance at him from the corner of my eye. “You would just come to family dinner next Sunday, get introduced to my family. Make polite conversation as you do, then we leave and you will never have to see them again!” 

“Doesn’t sound too bad,” Shawn comments, slowing down as we reached my house, the moisture from the grass soaking through the gaps in my heels as I walked across the front lawn to the door.

“It’s not, you’ll be fine. You’re my best friend and my parents love you so you’ll be great,” I tell him while searching though my bag for my keys.

“What are you going to tell your mum and dad?” 

“Just that our friendship turned into a relationship and all that,” 

I jar the key into the lock, twisting it and shoving it open. 

“You want to come in?” I ask, holding the door open.

“You making a snack?” He asks while stepping past.

“I saved you some muffins,” Immediately he walks down the hall to the kitchen.

“Thank you!” a muffled call rings out, followed by plastic rustling.

“No problem,” I shout back, chucking my bag on the sofa and shrugging my jacket off. 

Shawn walks back in, grinning at me and shoving the rest of the small cake in his mouth, crumbs dusting his sweater. 

“Is there a dress code?” he falls back on the couch, legs chucked up onto the arm rest, wiping his shirt clean.

“Something smart, not too dressy though,” I do the same, sitting on the spare space that he left, putting my own legs over his.

“What do you think your parents will think?” He asks quietly, his hands fidgeting.

“What do you mean?” I tilt my head to meet his eyes.

“Just of us, like, together,”he says hesitantly, his eyes never meeting mine.

“Well, they probably saw it coming.” He sends me a confused glance. 

“We were best friends all through high school and then we’re still just as close now- I mean you haven’t had a girlfriend in a good 3 years or so and I haven’t even thought of dating so they probably thought that we had something secretly going on,”

He laughs, “A secret relationship, wow,”

“Hey, are you judging our secret partnership?” I glare at him teasingly.

“Not at all,” His arms move behind him to hold himself up to see me better.

“Good, because, if you were I might need to consider having a time out,”

“From our relationship?” Shawn asks, pretending to be horrified.

“Of course,”

“How dare you!” He scolds, trying to push me off the edge of the couch. His touch tickles, making me shriek in laughter and my arms flail around trying to get a grip before I fall but unfortunately all I get is a handful of Shawn’s T-shirt

I land with a thud on the ground, Shawn falling on top of me. He groans, lifting himself so that from his waist up he was off me. 

“Good one,” I growl, scowling at him.

“You’re fault,” He teases, grinning at me.

“Was not,” I snap back, a smile pulling at my lips.

“Was too,” 

“Was not,”

“Was.Too.” I say each word slowly.

“Would it really be that bad if we dated for real?” Shawn says gently.

“Was to- wait what?”

Originally posted by erinlindscys


Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Rating: Teens and Up
Summary: Chris and Reader spend a lazy and funny Sunday together in their Californian house by the beach before he leaves to promote Gifted.
Words Count: 1.4k
Genre: Fluff!
Warnings: two innuendos, but it’s just an adorable moment with Chris.
Author’s Note: This little story is dedicated to @always-an-evans-addict. I do hope you will like it because I’ve had so much fun writing it, xo. Also, thank you so much to @punkrockhippiefromthefourties for being my beta and for giving me all these tips and suggestions. You saved my life. If this fic is good, it’s thanks of her.

    The sun peeked in the bedroom window, illuminating your hair like a fiery halo, and so slowly, you lifted your head from the pillow. Despite your grogginess, you looked out at the beach off in the distance as the sun’s vibrant rays sent a glossy, gold sheen all around the room and the sound of the rhythmic waves of the ocean brought a peaceful hymn to your ears.

    Your eyelids closed again, and you rested back against your pillow, feeling Chris’ chest inches away from your body. You enjoyed the restful moment and hummed lightly as you remembered how much you lived for those quiet mornings with your husband by your side.

    “Hi, sweetie,” Chris’ sleepy voice spoke behind you. He put a hand on your arm and you lazily turned around. “You look so beautiful in the morning.”

    “You aren’t so bad yourself, Dorito,” you complimented, pecking his nose.

    “I was actually talking to the sun,” he joked with a jovial smile of his, and you laughed heartily, tipping your head back.

    Chris beamed at you, enjoying the melody of your laugh and he took the opportunity to climb on top of you. Yet, as he leaned into the kiss he chased every morning, you turned your head to the side and looked at the beach with this obvious smirk.

    “Y/N, I didn’t ask to wake up to nothing.”

    “Shut up,” you retorted and restrained your giggle.

    “What?” He furrowed his brows, feigning anger, but he couldn’t hold the character.

    “Shut up and kiss me.” You turned back to him, cupping his bearded cheek. You closed your eyes, melting when his lips captured yours and claimed them as his proudly.  

    “Now, you don’t have ‘nothing’.”

    “If I keep talking, can I have another?” Chris asked, raising an eyebrow and smiling.

    “Depends on what you tell me,” you giggled as he moved to your ear and whispered a sweet nothing. “I need a shower, first and then breakfast in bed?”

    “I’m going to work out quickly and take a shower after you.” He placed a loving peck on your forehead and swung his legs over the edge of the bed.

    “It’s Sunday, Chris. You can’t lift weights.” You grabbed his arm and pulled him back with you.

    “Of course I can do some push-ups,” he chuckled and you shot up in bed.

    “It’s a lazy day. We don’t do anything, but laugh, chill and make out in our case.”

    “It’s been a while since our last lazy Sunday. I completely forgot.”

    “Oh, man… Poor you,” you faked a sob, wrapping your arms around his chest. “We need to fix this.”

    “Uh, can I say hello to Dodger at least?”

    That afternoon, you sat on the couch, book in hand with Chris’ head on your lap and he scratched on his sketchbook silently, almost too focused on his art. Your free fingers played with the locks of his light brown hair as he used this quiet time to come back to something he had missed doing.

    After a few minutes using his pencil on the page filled with a beautiful depiction of nature, your husband put the sketchbook on the ground. He stretched his body over your lap, brushing your hip with his hand and he poked you lightly, earning your sweet giggle.

    “I’ve always thought you were ‘only surprised’.” A mischievous smirk grew on his face as he sat up and turned his head to you. “You’ve always been ticklish, haven’t you?”

    “I’m not,” you lied, trying to keep your concentration on the book.

    “Oh, really?” He moved closer to you, pressing his body against you. “Because it doesn’t seem like that.”

    “No, Chris.” You closed your book and finally met his playful gaze. “I know what you are thinking about, don’t do it.”

    “Am I that obvious?” Chris inquired, inching towards you with a new mischievous grin.

    “Christopher, we are not children. We are very serious grown people,” you countered, slowly standing from the couch and he scoffed.

    “Doesn’t mean I can’t do that.” He enveloped his large hand around your wrist and yanked down. He pounced at you and immediately tickled your sides, reaching certain spots of your body that secretly made you laugh each time he had poked or caressed them with his hands.

    You squirmed around before laughing uncontrollably as his fingers dug into your waist, making you laugh even harder. Tears of mirth threatened to spill as well as incomprehensible pleads flew out of your mouth underneath him as he kept torturing you so sweetly.

    “CHR- CHRIS NO!” You gasped for air, shrieking. “PLEASE! I- I- CHRIS… CHRIS!”

    He laughed as you kept on giggling like a maniac under the work of his fingers and he eventually gave you a break. Like nothing had happened, Chris smirked lightly and let you take this moment to catch your breath, sighing in relief.

    You looked up at him with this glare and he leaned his head to the side, lovingly staring at you with this beautiful smile that had you melting instantly.

    “This isn’t fair.” You rested on your elbows. “You are too strong.”

    “They say that. You seem to like it usually.” He winked and you threw your head back, placing your hands on your forehead as you giggled again.

    After leaving you in peace for a brief minute, Chris stared once more at your body with his famous smirk and he leaned in. He placed his hands on your neck and you dissolved into a pile of giggles as he tickled your skin down to your sides without a break.

    “PLEASE CHRIS! I- I CAN’T H- HOLD IT” You tried to fight back, failing miserably because of your lack of strength.

    “You say you aren’t ticklish, huh, sweetheart?”

    Chris accompanied your joyful laugh, trying to hold your squirming figure and you turned your head to the side, seeing the opportunity to free yourself. You managed to grab the cushion next to you, smacking his head with it and he backed away, pretending to be shocked.

    “This means war,” he warned with this light chuckle in the background.

    “Pillow fight, Evans!”

    You rolled off the couch and ran upstairs to your bedroom with your husband running after you. He slammed the door shut behind him and grabbed his feathery pillow, mimicking your swift movement.


    You jumped on the bed, smacking the pillow across his face and you laughed, daring him. Another hit and he didn’t even flinch as he joined you on the mattress. Your pillows used as hammers and shields at the same time, you hit each other and the feathers flying around you blinded your vision whilst you could only hear Chris’ constant giggles as he hit your belly with a new full pillow that spewed its content everywhere.

    You threw another pillow at him, but he smashed his fist into it and dropped it down, having your jaw dropping as you looked at the feathers on the bed and everything around covered by a white shin of softness.

    Taking advantage, Chris sneaked behind you, folding his strong arms around your waist and he lifted you up, spinning you around. Your head fell backward on his shoulder as you laughed and he kissed your neck, nuzzling his face in the crook.

    “Chris! Put me down… I’m- I’m going to throw up if you-”

    “All right,” he laughed, the same sound you found so adorable.

    Chris eventually let you down after more pleads and you let yourself fall on the mattress, lying down. He joined almost too enthusiastically as the bed collapsed under both your weight and you squealed. You looked at him with wide eyes until you burst out into laughter again, putting a hand on your chest and he mimicked famously.

    “That bed was too old anyways,” you gasped, wiping away the tears.

    “Yeah, it’s only the third in four months.”

    “We’re filthy.”

    “I can’t get enough of your laugh,” he whispered, calming down and he caressed your cheek. “I love you.” His eyes darted from your lips to your eyes, then your mouth again.

    “I love you too, honey.” You rolled over to climb on top him and attached your lips sweetly together

    “I’ve missed chilling with you.” Chris passed his fingers through your hair and you put your chin on his chest, looking at him.

    “Me, too.”

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    N: Hello trainer of legend, i’ve been waiting for you. welcome to my castle.
    Ghet: *approaches from the shadows*
    Um yes. *walks between trainer and N* ‘Scuse me son but um. Do you pay the rent?
    N: .. well no but its not like we are-
    Ghet: WELL THEN What makes you think you can call this YOUR castle?
    N: I’m the King! I should rule over my cas-
    Ghet: UM WELL YOU KNOW WHAT MY CASTLE MY RULES, I may be one of the seven sages but i’m still your elder so it’s overruled. It is “Ghetsis’ castle” now
    Ghet: *gasp* Natural Harmonia Gropius did you just SWEAR at me??
    N: Can’t we talk about this later?!
    Ghet: UH huh sure one more bad word outta you and you are GROUNDED
    N: I’M LIKE 20-
    N: *GROANS LOUDLY and walks away*

    I’m definitely over her now, but my grandfather ordered fried chicken for his dinner tonight and I had a brief flashback to last summer. Garden Girl snuck over to my cabin with her homemade fried chicken she’d made during her day off. I creeped out, past the sleeping kids, and we crouched in the woods whispering and laughing and secretly eating some of the most incredible food I’ve ever tasted.

    I’m pretty sure my eyeballs were doing that cartoon thing where the pupils turn into hearts.

    headcanon: Damas almost never laughs out loud because his laugh sounds like a flock of angry geese

    Nct Dream's reactions to having a small s/o

    Requests: hi!! can i request a reaction that nct dream finds out that their s/o is really short but has REALLY broad shoulders and is really muscular and strong bc (s)he used to do gymnastics?? thank you!! really love your account!!

    Hello! Can i request a reaction that nct dream finds out that their significant other is cute and smol but can be really scary when he/she is angry? Tysm! :)

    A/N: aye im back attending to requests again!! so i decided to combine these two and made it into a ‘having a small s/o’ reaction instead, i hope you dont mind!! i actually made a reaction with nct127 here so it’s the same for markhyuck!



    I don’t think he’d tease you because he doesn’t want to upset you but he secretly laughs to himself when he sees that you’re still so much shorter than him even after wearing heels. He loves it when you link arms with him when you’re out together and that you have to raise your head up just to see his face. He’d help you if you asked and also, he loves to have his arms around your shoulders.

    pretend you’re jaemin or the dog

    Originally posted by fy1ao


    He’d ADORE you so much, treating you like small child and cooing over how cute and adorable you are. He blushes a lot too because in his eyes he’s never seen anyone as smol and cute as you so he’s all weak for you!! Probably goes up to you for random hug sessions and he’d just spend hours holding you in his arms because you can fit in them perfectly

    Originally posted by haechanz


    Lots of giggles and teasing, but most of time he’d just stare at you lovingly and pat your head, saying things like “you’re so short hehe” or “my small baby”. Is always up for cuddles too so he jumps like an excited kid when you run up to him to give him a hug, and the way his arms can wrap around your small body entirely gives him a sense of pride as he knows you’re his.

    Originally posted by nakamotens


    Lots and lots teasing and jokes. He’d purposely place things in high places so you have to ask him for help . And everytime you ask, he demands a kiss from you before he agrees to help. He insults you a lot but when others do that he’d get pissed.

    “Are you dating a child or something? Why’s she so short?”

    “I don’t think it concerns you who i’m dating”

    “Also, she’s cute the way she is, why can’t i date her”

    And he giggles everytime you cant reach to kiss him and calls you short after that but deep down he’s fanboying.

    Originally posted by nakamotens


    Would look at you with that cheeky and big smile of his 24/7 and would also randomly go up to you to either pat your head or pull your cheeks. Lots of teasing too because he loves how you get mad at him for making fun of your height. At the end he always makes up to you by giving you kisses and hugs so you don’t complain i mean who would he’s so sweet i miss him sm

    “babe i think I know what to get you on your birthday”

    “aw what?”

    “a life supply of heels and insoles!!”

    “go away i hate you”

    “i was kidding, come back here *pulls you into a hug*”

    Originally posted by jaenominheart


    Would outright fanboy in front of you and he smiles/blushes a lot too. Probably screams “YOU’RE SO CUTE, SO SMALL MY JAGI” at least 4 times a day and never fails to give you a pinch on the cheek when he sees you everyday. Would tease you from time to time but more often, he’d just laugh and giggle to himself, admiring how small you are.

    Originally posted by markdon-nct


    Doesn’t show it much but secretly loves how your hands and feet are so small as compared to him, and with his constant growth spurt he’s towering one head above you so he loves ruffling your hair or patting your head. Would smile and giggle to himself, and would find you so adorable. It was not until Chenle told you that Jisung always talked about your height that you knew.

    “y/n!!! jisung’s talking about you again, please stop him”

    “aw why??”

    “he keeps mentioning about how you always struggle to talk to him because of the height difference and that he finds it cute blahblah all that”

    Originally posted by kunxxxsol

    It finally happened. Some dudebro on Twitter decided to take it upon himself to give me some advice about my art, then got angry when I didn’t fall at his feet in gratitude, and proceeded to lay all his insecurities out for the world to see tell me how much money he makes and how famous he is and how he could have given me the opportunity of a lifetime but I was mean to him so I missed my chance.

    He’s still ranting.

    It’s beautiful.

    dancing with the door open ; a.a

    I was walking past your house, you had your door open and I saw you dancing in your kitchen and now whenever I hear that song I think about you. 

    - not really in this direction but i liked the dancing thing so here ya go !

    Ship: ArchiexReader

    Words: 1,242

    Tags: embarrassed archiekins for y’all

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    Exo reaction to their crush having a funny laugh

    I’m watching kpop edits while writing this and just casually dying from the cuteness. I hope you like this <3

    Baekhyun: honestly, this would just be one of the many things he loved about you.

    *he’d find it super cute when you laughed at his jokes.*

    Chanyeol: *he would love your laugh and always try to make you laugh and laugh with you*

    Chen: *he likes to make fun of your laugh but secretly loved it*

    “You’re so weird Y/N.”

    D.O: *whenever you started laughing, he couldn’t help thinking about how awkward and adorable you are and he’d fall even more in love with you*

    Kai: *like Kyungsoo, he’d fall in love with your weirdness*

    Lay: *he’d be confused at first but then burst into giggles because you just too cute*

    Sehun: *he’d giggle to himself at how weird you are and probably tease you about it*

    Suho: *he start laughing because of your laugh*

    “I’m sorry Y/N but your laugh is so funny!”

    Xiumin: *he loves your laugh and always tries to make you laugh*


    anonymous asked:

    We used to have a Facebook page called "[school name] memes", making jokes about some of the teachers. Before some teachers got offended and it was taken down, there were reports of a massive amount of teachers in the staff room checking the account periodically and "secretly" laughing at it.

    Our town has a twitter meme page


    part… idk, ten or something

    Imagine a kid with lots of freckles who has an appaloosa dæmon. The pair of them like to make jokes about how they match, which their mother laughs at, but nobody else does. 

    Imagine a pediatrician’s office during flu season. The waiting room is stuffed full of worried parents and whining kids, some of whom are only there for a check-up. In the back, a doctor is readying a squirming toddler for a shot; the whole idea is not going over particularly well. The child kicks and cries, whereas their dæmon keeps shedding their forms like water, anxious and afraid. Eventually the pair are calmed down with the promise of candy at the end of their ordeal.

     Imagine a woman with a duck dæmon. During their lunch break at work, they walk down to a nearby park with a pond so that the dæmon can swim around happily. Sometimes the woman playfully throws bread into the water, and her dæmon retaliates by flying over her and dripping her with pond water.

    Imagine a girl whose bengal tiger dæmon attracts quite a few looks, not all of them kind. Secretly, she laughs, because nobody glances twice at the tiny colorful frog perched on her friend’s shoulder; the pair of them are so seemingly harmless. The girl and her tiger know better, though.

    Imagine a man with a hamster dæmon, who most decidedly does not think it’s funny when his person sticks him in little mazes. The fact that he’s laughing has nothing to do with it. Now please, take him out.

    Imagine two college track runners whose dæmons both love to run, but one of them has a smooth-coated collie, and the other a sweet little rat. Whenever they go out on runs, the rat gets strapped to the collie’s back so that they can keep up. They get odd looks from passerby at times, but none of them pay it any mind.

    Imagine a girl with a very lazy corn snake who often hangs around her neck as a necklace, or curls around the loops on her jeans to be a belt. The only times this arrangement becomes problematic is if the girls sits down to fast and crushes the snake against the back of a chair.

    Imagine someone with a seagull dæmon. They live in a city, which they both love, though sometimes they feel wistful for more open space to fly. Sometimes they leave the windows in their apartment open and like to think they can smell the sea air being carried in on the wind.

    Hope you all enjoy these!

    • Sakura: Tomatoes! Sasuke-kun, these tomatoes are on sale! Let's buy them, I want them! I want to eat all of them!
    • Sasuke: (smirking) Hn, you are carrying my child for sure.
    • -a year later-
    • Sasuke: Sarada, papa has a healthy tomato soup for you! Open your mouth, princess.
    • Sarada: ...
    • Sasuke: Come on, you're going to like it, I promise!
    • Sarada: (swallows) ...
    • Sasuke: Well? It's tasty, right?
    • Sarada: (spits the soup into Sasuke's face and flips the bowl)
    • Sasuke: ... (screaming internally)
    • Sakura: (secretly laughing her ass off in the kitchen)

    anonymous asked:

    Yay, a Fallout reactions blog that isn't dead! Fallout 3 companions reaction to meeting Dogmeat for the first time?

    You bet ur ass I’m still active

    Cait: Pretended to not really have much of an opinion but secretly adored him.  She laughed whenever he sneezed. 

    Curie: LOVES HIM. The expression of pure joy is all over her face, hesitant to give him pats until Sole demonstrates that it’s okay. She really enjoys watching him go about his business. 

    Codsworth: Treats him like a fellow person, talks to him in a conversational tone. 

    Danse: Didn’t really say much when he first met him, but would later commend him on how well he does in combat. 

    Deacon: Talked to him that kind of baby-voice. A lot of, “who’s a good boy?!” 

    Dogmeat: He can’t really meet himself, but if he could I’m sure he’d love himself too. 

    Gage: “Looks to me like you’ve already got a right-hand man boss..?” Smiled at Dogmeat a lot. Everyone loves a good dog. Told Sole to keep him away from the pack though. 

    Hancock: “This guy’s even more charming than I am!” 

    MacCready: Seeing Dogmeat brought him back to his days in Little Lamplight. They had several dogs running around the place, so MacCready grew up loving them. 

    Nick: He treated Dogmeat like an old friend he’d met before. Often thought about how useful his nose would be during some of his cases. 

    Piper: Absolutely delighted to meet him! There are some cats around diamond city, but almost no dogs, so seeing a nice one is always a treat. 

    Preston: “And who is this?!” knelt down and gave Dogmeat all the rubs he deserves. 

    Strong: Underwhelmed by how smol he is, so he doesn’t really pay much attention to him. Mutant hounds pack more of a punch. 

    X6-88: He doesn’t really care much for animals in general, and Dogmeat was no exception.