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stay classy, fangmeyer 

one of the actual best things is when you can just say to your friend, “yeah okay fuck you too” or just give ‘em two middle fingers because that’s just how chill you are

faitht123  asked:

What should I do to make my dorm room less cluttered? Like diy options.. college budget lol

Hey hey,
First off to really declutter: throw out all the junk you don’t need. It might be heart wrenching, but do you really need all those birthday gifts from 500 years ago that you feel guilty about throwing out?
If you’ve already done this and you need some organisation strategies, try some of these DIY declutter projects: 



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What Did I Get Myself Into?

A/N: This was an anon request where the reader owns a sex shop and Spencer walks in on a case (I’m assuming the idea came from the season 12 premiere). The anon asked that Spencer and the reader start dating and Spencer is worried that because of her job, she may be too kinky for him, but that’s actually not the case. 

P.S. I am going to start out slow, so this request may turn into a short series, especially if I get feedback that people would like it, so let me know! Enjoy! ;)

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You were just about the most unassuming woman anyone could ever possibly meet. You came from a good family - two loving parents and two siblings, you got good grades in high school, great marks in college while pursuing your degree in business and now worked an 8-hour a day job, not 9 to 5, but whatever, it worked.

One catch: You owned a sex shop. 

All kinds of different people entered your store every day - and it was your store. After pursuing your degree in business, and not wanting to leave the area to stay closer to your family, you decided to open your own store. Sex toys were always wanted and there was a lack of stores in the area - so it was really a smart business decision more than your “love of the field.” As a matter of fact, you were vanilla as fuck. Never used toys in the bedroom (with your partner at least), never really dressed provocatively, never deviated from the typical sex positions, and you’d only had two boyfriends in your 30 years of life. One in high school and early college and the other longer-term boyfriend who you’d broken up with about a year ago after realizing he was cheating.

Most of the characters - and you would call them characters - that entered your shop were more than kinky enough to make up for your vanilla. You knew your products, and occasionally used more of the tamer ones, vibrators mostly, but you knew all about your inventory. There was a particular part of the store that you stocked because there was a want for it, but honestly, it scared you and you stayed away from it as much as possible, things like whips and chains, heavier BDSM devices, swings. Some of it was intriguing sure, but it was also scary as shit and not at all like your vanilla self. Most of your friends made fun of you for being “boring.” But, fuck ‘em, you did what worked for you and didn’t pass judgement on anyone for doing what made them comfortable.

Occasionally, you’d get a more normal customer, like a girl looking for her first vibrator, a couple looking for something to spice up the relationship or even a bachelorette party, but you tended to get a lot of creepers. It had been weeks since you’d had a normal customer, but two hours into your shift this afternoon, two men, one in casual business clothes and the other in a dressed-down suit, shuffled in. 

“Hi,” the casually-dressed one said, introducing himself, “My name is Agent Luke Alvez and this is my colleague Dr. Spencer Reid from the FBI. Can we ask you a couple of questions about your inventory and a customer you may have served?”

Who knew the FBI employed such good-looking agents? Goddamn. 

You replied, looking at the doctor in particular. Totally your type. Honestly, both were your type. “Hi, I’m Y/N and sure, no problem. What can I help you with?”

Dr. Reid’s voice was slightly higher than Agent Alvez, but it was smooth as silk and you couldn’t deny you enjoyed the sound of his voice, imagining it saying sexy things in your ear. You may have been pretty vanilla, but being surrounded by sex all day, definitely rubbed off on you in certain ways. The upward inflection in the doctor’s voice, indicating a question, snapped you back to what he was actually asking, but you had been off in daydream-land and hadn’t heard, so you asked him to repeat himself. “Do you have any particular products that would restrain a person’s hands or wrists in place?” he asked again, more emphatically. Pay attention, dammit.

Again, your mind was in the gutter, but you controlled yourself. “I carry an array of products like that Doctor, do you have a particular item in mind, a picture? Anything I can use to find the exact one you’re looking for?”

He reached into his suit jacket pocket and pulled out a picture of the item in question, which you identified as a deluxe, rigid spreader bar. “I don’t sell too many of them, but I can get you a list of people who have recently, if you give me a time frame.”

Agent Alvez spoke up, “That would be great. Can we get a list from the last three months?”

You ventured toward the back room, inviting them as well, so you could get what they needed. “If there’s any way, would you be able to tell us whether these customers used cash or credit?” Dr. Reid asked.

“Sure. No problem.”

As you searched your records for the information the agents needed, Agent Alvez seemed to be rocking back and forth. “Agent? I do have a restroom if you need it. It’s out of the office and in the scary section in the back that I try and stay away from.”

“Thank you, so much,” he said, practically running out.

You waited for the printer to boot up, as you had found the information you needed for them, but while you were waiting, you couldn’t help but stare at the Doctor. His jaw was amazing, his hair was soft and fluffy, his eyes were stunning and he was tall and fit, not super muscular, but fit. Dammit, he was gorgeous. You turned your back to the agent and bent down to grab the papers that had printed. Quickly, you spun back around and noticed that the gorgeous, FBI doctor had been looking down. You could’ve sworn he was looking at your butt.

“So you said you stay away from the “scary section?” he asked, raising on eyebrow. Did he not believe you?

You nodded your head in agreement. “Yup, I try as I might to stay away from that super scary area. It’s much too kinky for me.”

He laughed. “So what made you become the owner of a sex shop if you’re not into all of this?” he said, motioning his hands around the room.

“More of a smart business decision than anything else,” you said, unable to keep yourself from staring at his lips. “I stock the things I don’t like because there is a desire for them, but there was a lack of this kind of establishment,” you said, emphasizing the ‘t,’”so I decided it made sense.”

You could’ve sworn he was staring at your lips as well, “Um…I’m normally not so forward, but..I mean, only if you want to…would you be interested in dinner?” He immediately looked down, as if he was ashamed of how forward he’d been. But you found it refreshing.

Oh my god. Did the super sexy Doctor just ask you out in the middle of your sex shop? “Like on a date, Dr. Reid?” you asked, pushing your glasses back up the bridge of your nose.

He blushed, and nearly retracted his request. “I mean…I don’t even know if your single. I probably shouldn’t have assumed that, but if you are…and if you want to, then yea?”

You smirked. Most people didn’t ask you out when they knew what you did because they assumed you were into some seriously kinky shit, but you hoped you’d gotten across how boring you really were. “I think I would like that a lot,” you said, turning back to the counter to grab a pen and paper to jot down your number for him. 

You finished writing your number, ripped the paper off the notebook and handed it to Dr. Reid just as Agent Alvez walked back into the room. His questioning gaze indicated he might have just seen his colleague getting a phone number while on the job, but he didn’t seem to care. 

Spencer, as he insisted you call him, looked a little embarrassed however, so his speech became professional once more. “Well, thank you again Y/N, this will really help us.”

“No problem,” you responded, “I hope you find who you’re looking for.”

As they left the store you thought to yourself, Did that really just happen?

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“So,” Agent Alvez said, taking his sunglasses off of his shirt and putting them back on, “Did I just see my colleague get a number from the sex shop owner?”

Spencer scrunched up his mouth in a stifled smile. “I think I just did,” he said surprised, looking toward Alvez, “What did I just get myself into?”

“I have no idea,” he laughed, “But that reputation I said you had earlier said nothing about this kind of thing.”

Spencer knew his reputation preceded him within the FBI, and he was that person. So what just made him do that? 

Switch’s MKTV replays feature the same fun quirk as the Wii U version: Special effects–such as explosions and impact stars–continue forward in time even if you rewind the action onscreen. So here we see Dry Bones about to be struck, but lit up by the same strike as it already happened before I backed things up a few frames.

MKTV remains a great feature. If you’ve never played around with its controls, give it a shot; it’s a lot of fun.

Deadpool does the Spiderman kiss.

“ Okay little buddy, now go all the way to the top of the building”, Deadpool yelled up to Spiderman as he climbed his way on the side of the brick wall.

Spiderman hollered back at him, “ oh I can’t tell you how much I am not your little buddy..!”

Deadpool chuckled, “ keep telling yourself that, bud ”, he mocked, with his hands on his hips, “ okay now when your at the top, come back down, upside down”, Deadpool instructed him, drawing a circle with his finger.

“Why?”, Spiderman yelled from above.

“Just do it!”, Deadpool replied.

Spiderman sighed, “ okay, I’m coming back down.. ”, he said as he spun his web and slipped down the silky rope as slow as he could go.

Deadpool giggled, “ that’s great ”, he brought his hands up and framed Spiderman with his fingers, “ a little further, ” he exclaimed.

Spiderman frowned under his mask, “ a little more”, Deadpool gestured Spiderman to move down further. Spiderman slid down until he was facing Deadpool, except upside down.

“Perfect! Just like that ”, Deadpool mused as he walked up closer to meet the upside down spider.

“Um..so why do you want me to do this exactly?”, he asked with a confused tone, dangling on his string of web.

Deadpool got rather close, a little too close to be exact, “ hey, what did I tell you about personal boundaries.. ”, Spiderman shoved his hand in Deadpools face and he laughed back at him, moving his hands away.

“ What boundaries? ”, he shrugged with a little laugh, and Spiderman let out an annoyed noise.

“Okay now close your eyes under that mask of yours.. ”, he waved his finger in front of his face.

Spiderman huffed, “ why do I have to do this..?”, he replied in an unamused voice.

Deadpool’s eyebrows raised under his mask, pushing it up, “ just trust me”, he said in a lower tone.

The red and black neutral sneaked up a little closer, and Spiderman rolled his eyes before closing them, “ you better have those eyes closed!”, Deadpool joked.

“They are okay!”, Spiderman said, keeping his word with his eyes tightly shut. Thinking, what in gods name has he got planned this time.

Deadpool laughed internally, pulling his own mask up a little so just his smirking mouth showed.

As he stepped closer and started to peal Spiderman’s mask down bit by bit. His heart beat excitedly as he started to see his chin and then his bottom lip. Spiderman let out a surprised noise as he felt the other pull his mask away.

“Dude what the he-!?”, Spiderman was cut off as he felt Deadpool force his lips against his own unexpecting ones.

Spiderman gasped and shoved the other away immediately, “ what the fuck are you doing?!” ,he spat. “Just something I have been wanting to do for a long time”, Deadpool admitted before pulling him back down and kissing him again.

Spiderman struggled at first but then he found it hard to pull away and before he knew it he was into he kiss, rather deeply.

Deadpool all but purred as he felt Spiderman drift into the kiss willingly. Moving his lips over the others he made out with the hero daringly, teasing his top lip and then his tounge as well.

Deadpool liked this position because it was new and exciting, he began to feel his suit become a little tighter as he heard Spiderman grunt a little under his lips.

He dove his tongue into his mouth rather roughly and the two began a heated oral battle that made Spiderman’s cheeks flush hard underneath his mask. The same thing happened to Deadpool as he felt his sensitive tongue being toyed with.

The two broke apart and breathed a little harshly before Deadpool captured his lips again and began to suck at his lip a little which made Spiderman groan deliciously. Deadpool chuckled as he broke the heated kiss, leaving a flustered and confused Spiderman in front of him.

Spiderman whined as he felt too much blood rush to his head, he began to slip and he yelled as he lost his grip and fell to the hard concrete. He groaned in pain as he sat up and rubbed his head and Deadpool laughed, pointing at him.

“Haha! You loser!”, he said, teasing the spider.

Spiderman snarled, “ ugh, why did you kiss me?”, he said in a pained voice.

Deadpool snorted, “ oh you liked it! Just admit it!”, he exclaimed.

“You practically forced me to kiss you! ”, he said with an embarrassed glare.

“Yeah but then you lost yourself, and gave in, you’re so gay ! You loved it!”, Deadpool laughed loudly.

Spiderman growled, “ hey you know I am not gay! You just caught me uh ..off guard! ”, Spiderman said weakly.

Deadpool cackled, “ sure, whatever man, you loved it! ”, he slapped his knee with a chuckle. Spiderman punched Deadpool in the arm, “ fuck you. I’m outta here”, Spiderman said in a frazzled voice. “ooh! Touchy! ”, Deadpool teased the poor flustered spider.

Deadpool shrugged and followed the red hero as he walked away from the alley, “ hey it’s just a kiss, don’t take it so hard!”, he shoved Spiderman a little. Laughing internally because he thought of something he could definitely take hard “wink.”

“That’s the last time I let you talk me into something like that! ”, he said with crossed arms, not looking at the neutral. Deadpool stretched his arms as he followed the other bothersomly down the street, “ I just wanted to see how you would react if I did something like that ”, he said with a nudge.

“ Well that was a sick joke, dude..”, he grumbled. Deadpool sighed, “ aw don’t be embarrassed, you should thank me because now you can finally decide whether you are straight or not!”, he joked.

“You can’t just decide that, you idiot.. ”, Spiderman huffed, “ Oh right ! ”, Deadpool replied dully.

“But come on , I totally turned you from being straight to being at least a little bi-curious perhaps?”, Deadpool teased, “ please stop, ” Spiderman pleaded with a whimper.

“but its so fun to mess with you”, he said. Spiderman looked at him with a confused masked face, “ what even is your sexuality? ” ,Spiderman asked curiously.

“I am what you would call pansexual my friend! I like everyone ! Everyone is hot!”, Deadpool said excitedly, and Spiderman just stared at him.

“ But you my friend are the first male I have crushed on ever!”, Deadpool slapped Spiderman on the back. “Lucky you!”

Spiderman coughed, “ you have a crush on me?!”, he snorted, “ you don’t even know what I look like!”, he said with raised eyebrows under his mask.

Deadpool chuckled, “ yea but you sound hot and your body is hella fine!”, Deadpool winked under his mask and Spiderman shivered a little.

“Why else would I kiss you ”, Deadpool leaned into the hero and Spiderman leaned away shyly.

“ UHh right..so I am going to go anywhere but here!”, Spiderman jumped and spun his web at the closest building and swung away, too embarrassed to be near the pushy neutral any longer.

Deadpool called after him, with a wolf whistle, “ playing hard to get are we? Get back here I’m not done bothering you for today ”, Deadpool said as he ran in the direction to where the hero swung off to.
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(( this is also on my Fanfiction: transformertard )) Hope you guys enjoy it!

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It hurts even more that after the break up scene, you get the “Beloved and Precious” achievement which, as we all know, only happens when you reach the pinnacle of your romance - the point of no return, the moment when your LI looks at you and thinks, “I love this person with my entire being and I cannot imagine a life without them”.

@qunaributts​ this was supposed to be the prompt but I think the art style wouldn’t fit the humor so I’m starting it all from scratch :V  Thank the creators for fans who posted the break up videos. They were great for frame by frame references ;v;