state intimidation

I’ve fallen in love

(A/N): I haven’t written for Loki in ages! 

Request:Loki x reader where you’re Natasha’s little sister and when Loki is sent to Earth to be watched over by the Avengers you and him end up falling in love with each other and you hid from everyone please

Warnings: none

Originally posted by i-am-a-poseur

     “(Y/N), no,” Nat stated as she folded her arms over her chest, glaring at you menacingly. “It’s not a good idea, he took down our entire team, you have no chance-” 

    “Well forgive me for doing my job Nat,” You sigh as you turn to her, sighing exasperatedly. “I was assigned Loki and nothing you do or say is going to change that. It’s only for a 2 or 3 months at most plus I’ve handled stuff worse than him,” 

    “Remember what he did to Barton?” She asks, her voice low and dark, a tone that would intimidate anyone, anyone but you. You’d grown up listening to that voice, that dark tone that was intimidating to all but to you it was just Nat. 

    “I know Nat but he had the tesseract back then, now he’s just-” 

   “Now he’s just the god of mischief (Y/N), this should be a walk in the park for you,” You smile a bit, assembling the last of your shield uniform before turning on your heel, giving Nat a quick little smirk. 

    “It will be,” 

    The god of mischief sat before you, shackled and chained like some animal. Despite the mask over his mouth you most definitely could see he was smirking, you could see it in those devious eyes of his. 

     “Be careful (Y/N),” Fury whispers to you in passing, handing you a simple remote with all the controls to his elaborate cage. You give him a small smile and nod, quickly putting your hard facade back on to face Loki. 

    “Let’s get one thing clear,” You state, mocking Nat’s rather intimidating tone. “I’m not here to mess around, I’ve got a job to do and that’s all, I will go anything and everything to complete this job do you understand?” Loki’s eyes squint at you, no doubt an amused little smile upon his face before he nods, slowly and almost thoughtfully. 

    With a shaky sigh you press a button that releases the hold of every chain that contains Loki as you attempt to hold your intimidating facade. It wasn’t easy though when the god suddenly rose to his full height, much taller than you would have expected. 

    “So,” He drawls, that ever present smirk upon his face. “Where to first? Some jail, asylum, perhaps one of Shields secret bases?” You merely put on a smirk of your own, giving him a coy little smile. 

    “Oh no, I’ve got something better,” 

    “I have to live with you?” Loki looked about your apartment disgustedly, wrinkling his nose up at the puppy that was jumping up his legs, begging for attention. 

    “I figure it’s a better punishment than all those places,” You merely shrug, taking a sip of water from a mug. “Plus, this way I can keep an eye on you until shield decides what to do with you,” 

    “I am not some pawn for you to pass about your world-” 

    “You stepped into our boundaries Loki,” You set your glass down, staring at him menacingly. “You became our pawn the minute you thought of taking over earth,” To this he smiles, almost like a reflex. 

    “This pawn doesn’t want to play,” He muttered, his voice dark and evil, holding a more sadistic tone than you thought possible. Although his words have tremors of fear sparking up and down your spine you ignore it, instead puffing out your chest a little bit and standing taller, giving you a more confident stance. 

    “Too bad buddy, you’re already in the game,” 

    Living with Loki was…as expected, hard, infuriating, and most nights it ended with you locking yourself in your bedroom to cry pure tears of frustration. He was beyond annoying, constantly pestering you, annoying the living shit out of you, and only the gods knew that he was a need attention seeking monster. He was constantly doing shit to get your attention, perhaps a little threat here, maybe an almost escape incident there, suddenly appearing in your room at the most ungodly times. And all together it was just infuriating. 

    You had hoped that the two of you could get along, after all it didn’t hurt to have faith, but as the weeks ticked by, dwindling down until just one month had passed in his 2-3 month sentence. It was a bit horrible to say but you couldn’t wait until the god awful god had to take his leave. But you had stuck it out, given him a chance, you’d been kind to him, gave him a roof over his head and food in his stomach and yet it still wasn’t enough to appease him. 

    This week had been particularly bad, he’d been more than obnoxious, always getting into something, whether that be your closet, knocking over a picture on the wall, or simply throwing an insult or two your way. You’d been able to tolerate it all week but today was your breaking point. 

    You’d had an awful day at work, a mission went awry, you were pretty bruised up, and when you got back you had to deal with piles upon piles of paperwork so yeah, you were a little stressed when you walked through your apartment door. 

    “There’s my favorite human,” Loki sneers from his perch atop the couch, giving you a greasy smile as he flicks the TV off. 

    “Not today Loki, please,” You beg softly, throwing your bag onto your couch in exasperation. 

    “But I’m bored,” He whines, putting on a mock pout. “Play with me,” 

    “I don’t want to,” You grumble as you walk into your hallway, grabbing a towel before attempting to enter your bathroom, however, before you could Loki appeared before you, that damn smirk upon his face. 

     “Someone in a bad mood?”

    “Yes, now get out of my way so I can shower, please,” 

    “Oh, I like it when you beg,” He taunts, an evil little twinkle in his eye. “Do it again,” You grit your teeth as you attempt to not rip his throat out, instead gripping your towel a bit tighter. 

    “Get out of my way Loki,” 

    “And If I don’t?” For some reason that was your breaking point, those few words, that damn smirk, the fact that you couldn’t even try to shower without him pestering you. 

    Everything over the last few weeks builds up, creating a flurry of emotion behind your eyes and before you know it you’re crying, full blown out crying.  You pathetically wipe at your eyes, trying not to sob as you officially give up. You were done with your job, with Loki, with life in general. Without another word to Loki you turn on your heel and march to your room, locking the door behind you. With a defeated sob you collapse on your bed, sobbing into your pillows. 

    The world seemed quiet around you for only a few moments, the only sound being your quiet sobs. God, you just wanted to have one good day once, was that so much to ask? You sob a bit louder, your entire body heaving with the effort when suddenly there came a timid knock at your door. You couldn’t even cry in peace with Loki around. 

    “Go away,” You yell at him, burying your face into your pillow afterwards. 

    “(Y/N) one way or another I’m coming in there, you can either get up and let me in properly or I shall simply do it myself,” You grumble something as you realize just how screwed you are here, there was no hiding from Loki at this point, he was either coming in, or you were letting him in. With another defeated sob you unlock the door, collapsing back onto your bed. Not even a moment later the door swings open and Loki hesitantly creeps in. 

    “What do you want?” You ask bitterly, attempting to glare at him angrily. 

    “I’ve never seen you cry before,’ he states softly, cocking his head to one side to give you what you believed to be a sympathetic gesture. 

    “Well,” You sniffle, wiping away at your tears. “I wasn’t really expecting you to see me crying and-” As you go to wipe away at your freely falling tears one of Loki’s surprisingly gentle hands grip your wrist, pulling it away from your face. Instead, with his gentle and warm hands, he wipes the tears away for you. 

    “Do you care to explain why you are crying?” His tone is much softer now, a tone you’d never think you’d hear coming from Loki himself. 

    “Why are you being so kind all of a sudden?” Your tone has lost it’s bitterness, instead replaced by that hopelessness you were feeling. 

   “Well,” Loki gives you a form of a smile. “I didn’t think I’d ever say this but I can’t stand to see you upset, especially at my own hands, I just wish to amend my wrongs. Now, do you wish to tell me why you are crying?” He asks once again, his eyes swimming with some form of emotion. 

   As you stare up into his face you can’t help but realize just how beautiful he looks right now, a concerned expression on his face, his eyes swimming with worry, his face much softer than you’d ever seen it and as you do stare up at his face you can’t help when the words just start spilling from your mouth. 

    “I’ve had a rough day at work,” You admit, “And I’m tired all the time and-” You stop, realizing your next words were about him. 

    “And you are tired of me?” He asks, his tone holding some kind of edge to it. 

    “It doesn’t help when you’re constantly pestering me-” 

    “(Y/N), I am so sorry,” The god stares at you earnestly, his words soft and smooth. “I never wished to make you feel this way-”

   “Really? Then what were your intentions?” Loki looks into your eyes, almost biting his lip in thought as he does. Then he sighs softly, closing his eyes for only a moment before opening them once again. 

    “I did not know how to handle my situation when I realized that I had fallen for a mortal, much less a mortal who had ‘imprisoned me’,” He admits quietly, those beautiful blue eyes filled with what could only be shame. “I only realize when it’s too late that I should have gone about this differently,” 

    “Who says it’s too late?” The words fly from your mouth with no filter, thoroughly shocking you and Loki. 

    “Well, you cannot possibly mean-” 

   “Perhaps I could find it in my heart to forgive you,” You give him a soft smile, one that made your eyes crinkle with the utmost joy. Loki smiles at you, not the crude and rude one he usually sports but an actual, authentic smile. 

   “I would greatly appreciate it,” The two of you smile at each other for only a moment more, just staring at each other with these half sad half adoring smiles before one of you reacts. 

   “May I-” You stare at his lips, those beautiful lips that you had to admit you’d been dying to kiss. 

   “Be my guest,” He whispers, staring at your lips with just as much hunger as you were his. Without a moment to spare you lean forward, capturing his lips within your own. It wasn’t the slowest, most kindest kiss you’d ever had but you loved it more than words could describe. 

    The feeling of his hands tangled in your hair, his lips pressing against your earnestly, the warmth of his chest pressed against your own made the moment all too perfect. But eventually the moment had to end, you did have to breath after all. Your lips part and you’re left gasping, your forehead gently pressed against his own as you do so. 

   “We mustn’t tell a soul about this,” Loki murmurs, breathing just slightly heavier than usual. You nod your head, smiling softly as you still attempt to regain your breath. 


Are There 22 Patriotic House Republicans?

Trump warning to former FBI Director James Comey against leaking anything negative about him – tweeting “James Comey better hope that there are no ‘tapes’ of our conversations before he starts leaking to the press!” – is deeply troubling.

The core issue here is not whether Trump is secretly recording his meetings or telephone calls (Trump and his White House aides refuse to say whether he tapes his visitors, something he was suspected of doing when he was in business in New York).

The real issues are these:

(1) The illegality of a President of the United States seeking to intimidate a potential witness in a congressional investigation.

(2) The illegality of a President potentially intimidating current FBI personnel who are investigating that president or his aides, by firing the former FBI head who was leading such an investigation and now threatening retaliation against him.

These illegal acts cannot be ignored. We are facing a constitutional crisis potentially larger and more significant than Richard Nixon’s “Watergate.” As long as Donald Trump remains president, our governing institutions are threatened.

The question now is whether there exist 22 House Republicans whose loyalty to the United States exceeds their loyalty to the Republican Party, who would join with House Democrats in seeking a bill of impeachment.

Can’t hate you – Not even a little bit

Title: Can’t hate you – Not even a little bit

Pairing: Jaime Lannister x female!Reader

Word Count: ~4.1k

Warnings: h/c, angst, mentioning of incest (Jaime/Cercei)

Request: Hiya x Can i request a fic that’s kind of based on “she’s all that” with Jon snow x Reader. Like Jon and his friends are playfully arguing about who is the best with women and they end up betting Jon that he can’t seduce the reader. So he sets out to seduce her, they genuinely fall in love but then the reader finds out that she was a bet and is heart broken and Jon feels so guilty. But they manage to resolve it and the angst ends in fluff? Thanks so much lovie! || We agreed that it would be Jaime instead of Jon. He’s arrogant and technically in a secret relationship. Him openly courting someone to distract from his affair and then falling for her.

(A/n: Sorry it took a while but I wanted this to be perfect. J)

“Killing everyone who thinks we’re fucking really doesn’t make them any less suspicious” Jaime wore his characteristic smile, not a care in the world but his sister slowly undressing. Red always had done wonders for her, complementing the beautiful blonde hair and her soft white skin. Immediately Jaime forgot that he had attempted to talk business, all his hands wanted to do was wander where her skin was the softest.

“How about you let me worry about that?” Cercei had always prided herself in being the smart one in this relationship, the smartest of the three Lannister children really. In that her arrogance was almost as grand as Jaime’s own.

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Seal (Taehyung x Reader), pt. 1

You seal Taehyung in a teapot and call it a Taepot.

Request: If you’re still taking requests, could you write a fake-dating scenario with Taehyung? :D

Part 2Part 3 ○ more magical BTS here

fluff, 5.1k words, reader/taehyung, demon au

You shove the key into the lock; pushing open the door to your family’s shop, you hear the soft chime of the silver bells attached to the door. You run the checks to make sure all of the shelves are stocked: herbs, books, potions. You frown upon noticing the bottled hellfire is running low. You jot yourself a reminder, sticking it to the counter.

Once you’re done with your checks, you go to smooth down the posters, faded from the light of the sun. You smile at the largest one, which reads, “A local family-run exorcism business since 1920!” in big bold letters. You run your fingers over the worn poster one more time before heading to the storage room. That’s where you know he is.

Carefully, you push open the thick metal door and peek inside.


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anonymous asked:

Hi! I love your fanfiction and I'd like to ask you for smth: could you please write a little story where modern Sonic meets boom!Amy or backwards? Sorry for grammar - English isn't my first language.❤

So, I’ve done something before very similar to this! :D but I’ll write a new one xD (cause I can! lol)

And thank you! Don’t worry about your English, it’s just fine ^u^


Tails accidentally opens a portal to another parallel universe. Getting excited about it, he doesn’t notice Eggman slowly sneaking in with his robots; and while the team gaze deep into the vortex-swirling portal, he pushes them in!

Down, down, they go! Before Amy pops out of a watery wormhole, crashing through a waterfall and flailing as she hits the surface of the small watering hole below.

Coughing, she swims her way over to the bank, and tries to rest a moment as she wonders who pushed them all in.

Boom!Amy is now on her own, going through this rainforest without a single clue where she is.

“It’s fine. I’m fine.” She rubs her cold arms as she tries to comfort herself. Looking up, she shakes her head and pouts, acting as though she’s not afraid to be on her own.. in a strange… new world.

There were floating rings like she was used too, and taking a few, she continued along a path before seeing a checkpoint crossing in the distance.

“Ah! Finally!” she happily ran off, running into rings along the way as she sped along the trail through dashboards.

A few steps behind her, a figure walked out with his feet bringing up dust from the trail… the foot screeched to an animated halt with a sound effect common in this world.

The shoes were red… with golden buckles as the figure saw the missing rings… and knew someone must be ahead of him.

Amy, at first, tried to figure out how to move passed such a large distance of a gap, peering down and then wishing Tails were there.

She frowned, before hearing a buzzing sound and quickly pulling out her hammer, looking around her.

“Robots!” she cried out, seeing them just hang… motionless in the air.

“Huh?” She was confused why they weren’t attacking her.

They suddenly lifted their heads up, looking like big, hulking metal spinners as they started firing at a blue-…


“Sonic!” Amy cried out, thrilled to see her friend so-

He spun into the robots, landing on the other side, before turning around, smiling, but folding his arms as he raised an eyebrow.

“…W-where’s your…” she pointed to where his bandanna usually hung, before realizing this…

This was an alternate universe Sonic!

“A cosplayer? Way out here?” he teased, before noticing she looked too much like Amy to be a phony..

Modern Sonic smirked and leaned his head forward, not seeing a threat in her, but deciding to play along with whatever was going on. “A new outfit? Slimmer than usual… what happened to your design? Strange…” he lifted himself up, putting a hand to his muzzle as if seriously pondering this.

It was true he was curious, but he wasn’t in the least taking this serious.

“Maybe you’re a robot Eggman designed?” Sonic took on a playful stance, tilting his head to see if she would react to his suggestions.

“Wha? No! I’m Amy! Amy from another universe!” She threw her arms down and shouted over the distance.

Sonic laughed. “You sure do sound like her!”

“That’s because I- Oh, nevermind. Look. I’m looking for MY Sonic. He’s a little taller with a brown bandanna! Oh! And Tails! He’s got googles on his head and a belt…. like so.” she motioned her arms around to gesture what she was talking about, almost as if playing charades.

Sonic found this amusing, and stuck a leg out as he tipped the toe up a bit, listening to her and silently making fun of her acting out the objects she was describing; chuckling slightly.

“Also! Knuckles has-” she was wrapping the ‘imaginary’ bandage around her arms before seeing him trying to hold in a snicker.

“…Grr… You’re making fun of me!” she hollered at him, before picking up her hammer from the ground and starting to walk off. “I don’t need this! Hmph.”

“H-hey! Where you goin’? I thought you weren’t done explaining how funny you look!” He continued to tease, racing up along the edge of where she was till the island broke off and he had to skid to a halt.

He cupped his hands over his mouth, making the sound travel farther. “Don’t go! I’ll help you find your same-universe friends!”

She was surprised he was trusting her, but even more surprised by his friendly wink when she looked back to see him placing his hands on his hips; charmingly.


She felt awkward.

He had insisted carrying her, telling her it was faster as he stretched out.

He wasn’t sure what she was so weirded out about, but could definitely tell as she jumped out of his arm to battle, swinging her hammer at ranges from other robots from his arms, that she wasn’t the Amy he knew.

He was more used to having her just sit tight and when he let her down, start fighting, not so much take action while still in his arms!

His mouth formed into an ‘o’ as he watched her fire her hammer at another robot, before gripping it again as it came back to her.

“You’re pretty nifty!” he complimented, as she looked back to him and proudly swung her hammer around in a circle.

“I try~” she winked to him.

He smiled, seeing some familiarity with the subtle flirtation.

He then looked around, “I still don’t see your friends though…”

Amy grew saddened, looking around as well.

He then shrugged, “Oh well. Maybe they fell out of that portal thingy near Tails’s place? Hungry?” he tilted his head.

She wasn’t used to such a considerate Sonic, and nodded, blushing slightly in her awkward way.

“O-oh, um.. t-thank you. That sounds like a good plan.” she nodded, having already dried off but something nice and yummy in her tummy wouldn’t hurt!

Getting to Modern Tails’s place, he was baffled by her story, asking about specifics from his Alternate Universe’s machine; but she could only remember some minor details.

“Sorry… I really can’t remember much.” she looked truly apologetic, but also awkwardly taking in all his bombarding questions.

Sonic had looked to her funny, and she shrugged, stating silently that her Tails was just a little different…

“This is amazing! But of course, let’s make sure you get home and back with your friends first.” he nodded, and took out his Miles-Electric, hooking up wires and placing them on her forehead and arms.

Her eyes widened as she stopped eating a moment from the bowl of food he had given her as he started placing them around him, and then bent down to dig into a tool box.

“If you’re really from another world, you’re magnetic field should have a different polarization then us.” he got up, smiling in a perky manner. “Say Ah.” he put a device in her mouth as she felt the force push her back slightly, and turned to Sonic.

He shrugged with a weak smile, as if saying, ‘This is OUR Tails…’.

“In simplified terms, you basically have a different frequency pattern than we do. So if I can isolate it, I should be able to create a location device for it in my Miles-Electric!” He showed off his invention, then leaned forward a little to her.

“…Can your me do that?”

She shrugged, still having the device in her mouth.

He pouted, leaning away.

“All you two ever do is shrug at one another.” Tails commented, looking to Sonic, putting his hands full of wires and gadgets to his hips, suspicious.

“What are you two communicating that I can’t follow..?”

“Stuff.” Sonic shrugged.

Tails looked to Amy.

“Swhuff.” she shrugged again, having her words muffled.

The two looked to each other and smiled, tilting their heads back in a pleasant notion while Tails groaned and continued his research.

After a moment, Tails’s experiments were done and they began hunting the teams down.

They were shocked by Sticks, having been captured by one of Eggman’s robots.

Shadow had a run in with Boom!Sonic, who had attacked him, thinking him evil or somehow responsible for putting him in this mess.

Knuckles and Knuckles… met?

They both thought it was a reflection.


I don’t know.


It’s Knuckles.

Tails was found by Cream and Vanilla, who took him in, worried he had lost his memory somehow before the team showed up.

Having everyone, they were headed back to Modern Tails’s place. The Tails both got busy working together on the machine, seeming like long-lost brothers.

“Could you pass me the-” “No one ever gets it when I ask for that!” “Dude, I don’t want to leave! Tell me more about the different forms your X-Tornado can do!” “Sure!”

“Hey, no distractions!” Boom!Sonic warned, “It’s all fun and games till Meh Burgers deal coupons expire before you even get them.”

Modern Sonic made a odd face, and that’s when Boom!Amy approached him.

She rocked on her heels, being curious about him. “So… You… Like burgers?”

“Dunno.” he smiled to her, “I like Chilidogs way better though.”

She giggled, making Boom!Sonic’s ear hone in on the sound, and turn his head around.

He grumbled with folded arms, seeing them getting along so well…

“Well, of course you do. You’re Sonic!”

Boom!Sonic looked forward, making a grumpy face as he muttered to himself some insults about how that statement wasn’t completely true. He felt he was the ‘better’ Sonic… but never stated it.

Something made him intimidated by the other universe’s Sonic, he didn’t know why though.

“So, what’s the ‘Amy’ here, like?” she leaned on a table, using the bunny ears and being cutely friendly as he happily turned to give her more attention.

“She’s a lot more impulsive.”

Amy’s face dropped.

“But just like you, she’s gotta pretty smile.” he winked.

She grinned, lovely. As though her heart was melting inside.

Boom!Sonic double-taked, before getting annoyed and stepping in between them, waving his arms around.

“Alright, alright. That’s enough chit-chat! The Tails say they need some more materials to make the machine. I say we go!” He stuck a thumb up to himself, and looked to Amy.

The gesture made Modern Sonic raise an eyebrow, before smiling as if knowing what the other Sonic was supposing..

“Right! I’ll carry Amy!” Modern Sonic walked over, quickly with the intent to get the other jealous, and scooped her right off her feet.

She blushed, as was his intention, as Boom!Sonic grumbled, fire in his eyes.

“Put her down!”


“She’s not yours!”

“Well, no. She’s not anyones.”

Amy’s heart literally fluttered as she lightly swooned and dipped in his arms.

He watched her and smiled, thinking she was playing along.

The two Sonics had a race for who gets to take Amy, but Modern Sonic let Boom!Sonic win. He stated that two Amys would have been a hassle anyway.

The two departed as Amy remembered why she liked her Sonic better… Unlike Modern, Boom!Sonic treated her with great consideration, while Modern Sonic seemed to only notice her when it seemed he was up for it; or it mattered too.

Heading home, Amy wrote about her experience, but Sonic still seemed pretty hot-headed about her repeatedly mentioning him.

“What? Think he’ll come here and sweep me away?” She teased, kicking up her feet as she closed her book.

“Did he say that!?” Boom!Sonic flung around, growing paranoid as he ran around her home, shutting her binds and locking her doors, leaning against it. “She’s not here!”

She laughed, “Oh, you.” she rolled her eyes, giggling before going to hang out with him and team some more~

(Way AU, but I hope you enjoyed it :3 Slight jealous!boom! lol)

I love the look Hardy gets on his face when Ellie’s tearing into a suspect:

“That’s my girl she’s gonna kick your ass”

Anyone who has used the power of his office as United States Attorney to intimidate and chill the free exercise of the ballot by citizens should not be elevated to our courts. Mr. Sessions has used the awesome powers of his office in a shabby attempt to intimidate and frighten elderly black voters. For this reprehensible conduct, he should not be rewarded with a federal judgeship. The irony of Mr. Sessions’ nomination is that, if confirmed, he will be given a life tenure for doing with a federal prosecution what the local sheriffs accomplished twenty years ago with clubs and cattle prods. I believe his confirmation would have a devastating effect on not only the judicial system in Alabama, but also on the progress we have made toward fulfilling my husband’s dream.
Destruction of the Carnival Games

Outside of the booth where Jounouchi is arguing with Anzu, a group of menacing seniors arrive, carrying a large grill, not happy about the carnival games occupying “their” space. Anzu goes to speak with them at the entrance of the booth, where they demand to know what’s going on. Anzu, surprised by the question, says that they’re preparing for the festival. The leader, Inogashira, screams at her that the space belongs to his class. Yuugi, looking on, thinks that the group of seniors look dangerous. Anzu isn’t intimidated, and states that her class won the space in the lottery. Inogashira laughs hysterically at that, then starts screaming again that his class uses the space every year to make okonomiyaki, and that the carnival games need to be cleared out.

Jounouchi, also not intimidated, and still in the barrel, yells back at the seniors to leave themselves. He then comments eagerly on how they’re looking for a fight and he starts to climb out of the barrel to brawl with them, but unfortunately gets stuck, and Inogashira violently punches him out. Yuugi cries out for Jounouchi, as Inogashira orders his classmates to use the grill as a battering ram to break down the booth.

They charge repeatedly as Yuugi, Anzu, and their classmates stand by, only able to stand by and plead with them to stop as the booth breaks under the attack. Inogashira laughs about how the spot belongs to his class. Yuugi, unable to stand it anymore, runs forward in a desperate attempt to stop them, placing himself between the grill and the booth. He shouts that they worked hard to build everything.

The grill-carriers charge forward anyway, slamming into poor Yuugi and knocking him to the ground. Anzu calls out for him and runs to his side. Inogashira smugly orders the grill to be left in their space.

The seniors depart, finished with their setup (I would’ve thought that they would’ve needed to clear up some mess from the smashed up booth, but apparently not), saying that they’ll be looking forward to the festival in three days. Yuugi’s class looks on hopelessly, unable to do anything about it, and the scene concludes with a somber but lovely image of the sunset over the grill.

So my general thoughts on this scene are THAT WAS ASSAULT WITH A DEADLY WEAPON

No seriously, Anzu’s so concerned about getting expelled for having a part-time job, and yet this school might as well not have any rules considering the violent things people get away with. These guys don’t get in the slightest amount of trouble for assaulting a fellow student (which could have been potentially lethal), destroying property, and taking the spot from the people who the school said could have it. Not to mention the other students we’ve seen so far that do terrible things and get no punishment from the school, although none of those were as egregious/potentially lethal/in front of so many people.

I’m supposed to believe that Anzu is at serious risk of expulsion for having a job??

anonymous asked:

"Don't be intimidated by my bloody and battered figure" with Kouen please?


Bruised hands pushed the wooden door open, the noise harsh to his ears. A war was never something he liked, not even for his Empire. Too many lives were lost over something so small, so weak.

His feet dragged across the floor, the boots causing a somewhat irritating noise. But he was too tired to stop it, to lift his feet. He just wanted to see his partner, the only thing that convinced him the world was still good. The worlds were always sweet, soft on his ears. Even when they were telling a harsh truth.

Pushing the door open, Kouen heard them gasp. Obviously bothered by his current state.

“Don’t be intimidated by my bloody and battered figure” he said, chuckling slightly. But the chuckle was cold, lifeless. What war did to its survivors.

EXO Reaction when their girlfriend is angry because of the hickeys

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*Intimidating Chan* “Are you sure you don’t like them, because last night it didn’t seem that way….”


“If they tell you something at school, send them to me. I’ll take care of it” *Badass Kris*


*Pouts* “But jaaaagi.. what’s make out without hickeys? The work doesn’t feel complete!” *Naughty*


*Dramatic* “I think I’m a bad kisser guys… she was angry this morning… what do I do? I need some lessons”


*Teasing* “Don’t be like that babe… the other day my whole neck was covered in hickeys and I had a photo shoot… next time I’ll be careful okay?”


*Teases you the whole week just to provoke you* “Sorry jagi… you said no more kisses on the neck”


*Depressed* “Just when I had learned to make them… she says no. What do I do with my life now?”


“It’s okay babe… I know you don’t want them to know what we do. Now, come here. I want to give you a sweet kiss”


“You are so adorable when you are angry! Fine fine no more hickeys, now let me squeeze you”


*Feels bad* “I’m sorry jagi… I didn’t mean to make you angry…. I’ll control myself”


*Does something cute so you forgive him* “Bunny asks for forgiveness, I’m sorry sweetie carrot!”


*Daddy mode* “You don’t question daddy, little girl… You know you like it!” *You know he is joking and won’t do it again*

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deadpan-dan  asked:

😰 "I saw you just standing in the street at like eleven one night."

send me 😰 if your muse thinks my muse is scary/intimidating

bonus: state why they think that way!

“I do that most nights.”


Just so you all know, I didn’t just make Mannimarco absurdly tall for amusement or anything. In his lore, it is stated that he is intimidating & imposing both in stature & personality. That, coupled with the fact that I see most Altmer on average ranging between six and a half to almost seven feet tall, inspired me to make Mannimarco 7ft 3in. 


Prompt: you overhear a conversation between Noah and Audrey about Audrey’s feelings for you

Words: 590

Warnings: swearing


“What’s up with you?”

“Nothing. Why?”

“You’ve just been acting really weird lately -especially around Y/N,” at the sound of your name Audrey’s excited gaze met Noah’s, “last time you acted like that it was because you were seeing R-” Noah stopped short, realisation hit him.


“Oh my god!” Noah screeched, “you’re in love with her.”

“Noah, I swear to god, keep it down or I’ll fucking make you.”

“Sorry,” he smiled, “it’s just that, last time I didn’t find out until the video.”

“Yeah, well it wasn’t my intention to you tell you,” Noah’s face fell, “and if anyone else finds out, not only will I hold you personally responsible, I’ll make it public knowledge.”

“You wouldn’t,” Noah countered.

“Try me.”

“Wait,” Noah shifted, leaning in to Audrey, “does this mean you’re not going to tell her.”

Audrey smacked Noah over the back of the head, “of course I’m not telling her you piece of shit,” she whisper-yelled, according to Noah; this was Audrey in her most intimidating state, “nor will you, if you know what’s good for you.”

Noah held his hands up in defence, “trust me, your secret’s safe. But why don’t you just tell her?”

Audrey couldn’t meet Noah’s stare.

“You’ll never know until you say something,” Noah tried, forcing her to look at him, “maybe she’ll surprise you.”

“Did you hear this information from her personally?” Noah shook his head, “then tell her and you’ll regret it. Y/N doesn’t like girls.”

“What makes you so sure?” Noah tried to cheer her up, “I see the way she looks at you.”

“No, you don’t, because she’s into what’s-his-name from her English-lit class.”

“And you’re sure of this?”

“Positive,” Audrey spat, “she told me herself.”

“Funny,” Noah began, “because I happen to know she hates what’s-his-name from her English-lit class.”

“You don’t even know who I’m talking about.”

“The blonde one -constantly hitting on her,” Audrey realised Noah was right, “and either she lied to everyone or you.”

Audrey got fed up, pushing herself off the couch and storming out. Why would you lie to her? She pulled open the door to find you standing outside, pretending to have heard none of the conversation.

“How much…” Audrey trailed off, pursing her lips.

“All of it, I think,” you offered a smile, Audrey pushed past you -opting to avoid the confrontation.

“Audrey,” you called after her, her speed increased, “Audrey, wait.”


You caught up to her eventually, you grasped her wrist and spun her around.

“You didn’t let me finish,” you puffed, “and Noah was right.”

She appeared confused.

“He sees the way I look at you…often, actually, and especially in English-lit,” she cocked an eyebrow, “but I digress,” you took a deep breath, diverting your gaze to the ground, “I like you, a lot. If I’m honest, I think I’m in love with you.”

You looked up at her and she just stared at you.


You shrugged, it was now or never, you grasped her face and kissed her. You waited and for the first few seconds she didn’t respond -you began to regret it, deciding never may have been the better option.

Something seemed to come alive in her. Simultaneously, she roughly grabbed your waist and deepened the kiss.

Audrey was everything you’d expected *hoped for* and somewhat surprising -she was rough and dominant, but incredibly passionate too.


The two of you pulled away from the kiss, you blushed, “I…uh.”

She was about to speak, but instead she kissed you again.

“Yeah,” you gushed, “that.”

EXO Reaction when you intentionally pinch their nipple for fun

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Chanyeol: *Intimidating Chan* “Do that again… I want to see you trying” 

Kris: *Really casual*

Sehun: *Childish* “No no.. I swear it hurts!!”

Tao: “Alright. It’s time for me to take this off”

Kai: *Pinches you again and a war starts* “No no wait Jagi… I’ll stop!!”

Xiumin: “Ahhhh!! Hey!!!” *Acts hurt but gets turned on*

Baekhyun: *He is actually really sensitive there* <oh no… she didn’t… oh…>

Luhan: <Is this a new game or what? Why did she do that and then ran away?>

Chen: “Hmm no one is looking… yup this is the right time” *Pinches yours back*

Kyungsoo: “Jagiya… this is not the place… we can do everything you want later” *Always being a gentleman*

Lay: *Error, not functioning properly* <What did just…>

Suho: “I know I’m irresistible and you can’t stop touching me. I know I know..” *sassy*

This probably won’t be interesting to anyone else, but I just wanted to write this out because Richard’s acting choices here are beautiful.

The raise of the shoulders right at the start is indicative of Gabriel making himself appear bigger. He sees the threat, and initially, he tries to intimidate it. That, to me, is also Richard taking into mind the idea of wings, with the raise reflective of the wings flexing outwards, again into this larger, intimidating state.

This plays into the idea that the acting choice is reflective of instinct, as Gabriel falls back into the role of archangel. It’s something he’s denied for so long, and in the lift of the shoulders, we also see the metaphorical lift of his various personas. He’s using his identity and status as a weapon here.

Also notice how he turns round, he constantly holds the blade away from Castiel. Paired with this is the short pause before Richard turns around - Gabriel is thinking here. He’s trying to think of a way out for both of them. Instead, he falls once again back into the self-sacrificing mentality, but much quicker than he did in “Hammer of the Gods”. To me, this not only communicates his acceptance of his role and his destiny now, but also indicates a complex, but deep bond between him and Castiel. God I’d love this brother bond to be explored more.

Let’s move on to the shove. It’s sudden, it’s desperate, and… it’s weak. Richard’s quite ambiguous with this choice, as it could imply either a hesitation to possibly hurt Castiel, so Gabriel holds back, or show us just how drained Gabriel is. The archangel who once could create a timeloop can’t even move a lesser angel anymore.

The facial expressions are incredible. This is a Gabriel we only started to see in “Hammer of the Gods”. The desperation, the understanding, it’s all so raw and fresh here. This is Gabriel with no filters. There are no masks covering him here, which again, shows us a deep emotional connection between Castiel and Gabriel. Gabriel isn’t afraid of allowing Castiel in, and more importantly, Gabriel uses this to try and persuade Castiel further. You can practically hear “Cas, go!” through lip-reading, and oh god if it doesn’t hurt me.

Another thing I noticed here is this pretty much parallels Dean and Sam’s relationship. Dean being the one who constantly tries to protect his brother, and has been the most self-sacrificing over the series. Makes me wonder if the relationship between Dean and Sam would be similar to the one between Gabriel and Castiel if Sam hadn’t left Stanford to join Dean, and they’d been apart for longer.

“A world without rape would be a world in which women moved freely without fear of men. That some men rape provides a sufficient threat to keep all women in a constant state of intimidation, forever conscious of the knowledge that the biological tool must be held in awe for it may turn to weapon with sudden swiftness borne of harmful intent…Rather than society’s abberants or"spoilers of purity,” men who rape have served in effect as front-line masculine shock troops, terrorists guerrillas in the longest sustained battle the world has ever known.“
—  Susan Brownmiller