this crab thing is getting out of hand

anonymous asked:

bts' ideal dates? thank you!

jin

  • with a sagittarius sun and aries moon he’s fun and adventurous
  • he’s spontaneous and can plan a date in 5 minutes
  • loves trying new exciting things with you 
  • an explorer
  • the perfect guy to go backpacking across the countryside with
  • camping, hiking; anything with the outdoors, a map, and you
  • has an affinity for learning
  • finds a new restaurant with a different culture to eat at every week
  • but his capricorn venus gives him that traditional gentleman touch
  • just a nice dinner and a glass of wine with u is enough

Originally posted by jinjuseyo

yoongi

  • he’s down for anything
  • especially down for anything that involves a bed, soft blankets, and you
  • nap dates full of cuddles
  • and occasional pillow talk
  • where u both talk about ur  dreams, nightmares, the past, present, and future
  • binge watching netflix 
  • dates where the attire is sweatpants and oversized t shirts
  • as long as ur in his arms he’s happy
  • but dont expect lazing around 24/7
  • with an aries venus he also likes active fun dates
  • him teaching u how to play basketball
  • challenging you to a 1 on 1 match
  • “i’ll break ya ankles”
  • or lastertag
  • something where he can have fun and tease u

hoseok

  • chill dates that are lowkey romantic 
  • something that doesn’t feel like a formal date because those make him feel stuffy 
  • he just wants to hang out with u like he would with a close friend 
  • but he doesn’t make out with his friends ya know 
  • dates at a small, cozy coffee shop that u guys frequent
  • holding ur hand from across the table
  • feeding u pastries and intentionally accidentally smearing whipped cream on ur cheek
  • chatting about anything and everything together

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

namjoon

  • dates that make u think
  • philosopher!joon
  • he loves nature (sagittarius moon)
  • going to the park 
  • laying down a blanket and just watching the clouds go by
  • pointing out what shapes they make
  • “hey y/n that one kinda forms a fibonacci spiral” “…how do u even”
  • going to beach
  • sandcastles
  • making shell necklaces
  • catching crabs
  • going home with a bucket of crabs
  • raising said crabs and their crab babies

jimin

  • something fun yet intimate
  • dates where it’s just you two
  • and him being a libra, lover of the arts, it probably involves music
  • inviting u over to the practice room
  • teaching u the choreo to their upcoming comeback
  • it starts out as a formal lesson 
  • he’s a v v patient and encouraging teacher
  • hypes u up for every small thing u get right
  • keeps a cheeky hand on ur waist the whole time
  • holds u closer to him than necessary
  • excuses it as just “guiding you
  • but it eventually turns into a carefree dance session where ur both just goofing around

taehyung

  • being a capricorn with an aquarius venus, he likes unique and innovative dates 
  • and appreciate fine arts 
  • going to art museums and galleries together 
  • taking aesthetic pics of each other
  • him posting them with the caption “they’re the real art ;)”
  • accidentally touching art that’s not supposed to be touched
  • or zoo dates
  • too many cute animals in one place he’s overwhelmed 
  • “y/n look a panda!-no, a giraffe-oOoOh is that a lion?!”
  • trying to steal the tiger cubs
  • dog cafes!!

Originally posted by cuteshibes

jungkook

  • with a libra venus he’d definitely wanna go out and enjoy some art with u
  • going to concerts and music festivals
  • seeing ur favorite artists 
  • fangirling together 
  • if ur short, him carrying u on his shoulders to see the stage
  • being very protective of u in crowds and holding ur hand the whole time 
  • or watching movies together 
  • (especially at the beginning of the relationship because u can’t see him sweating from nerves)
  • it could be at the cinema, sharing popcorn and soda together 
  • or at home cuddled up
  • but be warned this boy will get so into the movie he might forget you’re there

Originally posted by jeonggxuk-moved

A beach scene from my fic to celebrate Ty Day 2017

“Want to go and swim?” Kit asked.

Ty was sat with a book under a frighteningly large beach umbrella, picking at strawberries from punnet beside him, nestled into a small dip in the sand. He looked up, nose wrinkled in distaste, and shook his head.

“What, you don’t like swimming?” Kit asked, standing up.

“I don’t like swimming in the sea,” Ty corrected. “Your feet get all wet and the sand sticks to you and gets between your toes and,” he shuddered. “It makes my skin crawl.”

“Okay, I’m gonna go and look for crabs to bring you then,” Kit said, pulling his shirt over his head and balling it up to toss to Ty, who caught it in one hand without looking up from his book. He only glanced up as Kit made a startled noise. “Oh, God. It’s so cold.”

“Tell me again how great swimming in the ocean is,” Ty said, and Kit flipped him off, dunking his head under the water. When he emerged, he was grinning, blonde hair dark and stuck to his head.

“That’s better,” Kit laughed. “I’m acclimatised.”

“I’m waiting for my crab!” Ty called back, and turned over onto his stomach to read.

It was twenty minutes before Kit emerged again, a small crab tentatively in one hand. “It’s going to pinch me,” Kit said, sounding panicky. “It’s giving me the death stare.”

“It’s a crab, Kit,” Ty laughed, and held his hand out. Kit placed it in his palm, happy to get its pincers away from his own fingers. He shook his hair out like a dog and went to sit down before Ty put his hand up in warning. “If you bring sand - wet sand - onto my towel, I will kill you,” he threatened, handing Kit his shirt back.

Kit sighed and batted away the rest of the sand that clung to him with his shirt. When he felt sufficiently de-sanded, he threw himself down beside Ty, who was reapplying sunscreen.

“You’re under this thing,” Kit pointed out, nodding to the umbrella. “You couldn’t burn if you tried.”

“Ugh, I hate the feeling of sunscreen, and the smell of it,” Ty said, and Kit stuck his arm out, eyes closed.

“There. Rub the excess off on my hand so it’s not on your fingers,” he offered, and Ty did so, hands cool on Kit’s warm skin. “Wait, wait, that’s nice,” Kit sighed. “Your hands are nice and cold.” Ty placed them on Kit’s cheeks, laughing. “Perfect. Just stay there for, like, ever.” Kit said, eyes closed.

“No!” Ty protested, giggling. “I’m reading.”

“Read to me,” Kit said, rolling onto his stomach. “You haven’t done that in ages.”

“Okay, um…I’ll read you The Adventures of the Musgrave Ritual.”

“Ominous. I’m intrigued,” Kit said, resting his head on his arms. He shuffled, trying to get comfortable, then sat up with a defeated sigh.

“‘An anomaly which often struck me in the character of my friend Sherlock Holmes…’“ Ty began. Kit laid back, laying his head on Ty’s chest, burrowing his feet in the warm sand. As Ty read, Kit listened to the steady heartbeat that thumped beneath Ty’s ribcage. It quickened as Kit laid down, making a satisfied sound of relaxation, and Kit could feel it thrumming like it was trying to escape. It slowed again when he started reading, like a cat resettling itself after a fright. Ty’s voice mixed with the hypnotic drumming of his heart and the warm of the sun on his face lulled Kit into a state of calm akin to sleep as he listened to the mystery unfold. It was close to four when Ty closed his book softly, the movement of the pages blowing Kit’s hair a little, lifted strands of gold on the light breeze.

As Kit sat up, and cast a look back at Ty, he saw a flicker of something glimmering in Ty’s grey eyes. It made Kit think of the sun poking its way between clouds. He froze. 

“I would like to,” Ty said quietly, and Kit glanced up.

“Would like to?”

“Kiss you,” Ty said softly. “Please.”

“I would like to kiss you too,” Kit whispered. 

Ty’s hands were shaking as he leaned forwards and laid them on Kit’s shoulders, fingers fluttering enough that Kit could feel it through his shirt. He didn’t move, letting Ty navigate his way as slowly and as carefully as he wished. 

“It’s okay,” Kit said gently. “Take your time.”

Ty nodded and linked his arms around Kit’s neck, resting his arms on the boy’s shoulders. He scanned Kit’s face quickly, as if committing it to memory, then closed his eyes and leaned in. Kit wondered briefly whether he should move forward to meet Ty, but decided to stay still. Ty had this whole thing mapped. He didn’t want to disrupt the careful calculations. It was agony, being so still when all he wanted was to reach out and pull Ty towards him. Nevertheless, he resisted. When Ty felt his mouth connect with Kit’s, he tightened his grip on Kit’s shirt, pulling back fast at the unfamiliar feeling of lips on lips.

“Was that okay?” Ty whispered worriedly, and Kit laughed, slightly tongue-tied.

“Y-yes,” he nodded, blushing. “That was okay.”

“We’d better go,” Ty said eventually, taking Kit’s hand. Kit stroked the skin on Ty’s knuckles, making his skin prickle before he continued talking. “My family will think we’ve gotten lost.”

He kept his hand in Kit’s until they were almost in view of the Institute steps. Dropping his hand felt like dropping a lifeline and a live wire at the same time; a pain, but a pleasant pain that promised of tomorrow. Tomorrow, if it was like today, was worth waiting for, in Ty’s opinion. 

anonymous asked:

I know that this is 100% a cat trait but like when cats do the fluffed up sideways crab walk and they're all arched and it's so funny to watch well that but for some reason when derek gets startled in his wolf form he does the thing and stiles falls over laughing because wtf even is that derek omfg

this is way too cute and made my day ahhh imagine the amount of floof with a wolf

Originally posted by rileyraiyne

((i can’t write but here have this? this got way out of hand, idek))

Okay but I love this so much because we have that grumpy cat picture with Ty and because I do see Derek as more of a cat person and I don’t even remember why right now (I know I had a proper explanation for this) but I see it. I see Derek being the special wolf who is liked by cats while they hate everyone else and Derek is PROUD of this, he is, and he will flaunt the cats and use them as his guardians because they will immediately hiss at any other kind of were around. Not to mention that if we go with kid!Sterek AU and Derek sneaking stray cats into his room as his loyal companions, they will keep his family out of his room but they won’t mind Stiles coming in and hanging out with him - and my mind is totally leading to a cat lady Derek Hale thing right now, Derek taking in strays all over, sick kitties that he nurses back to health and then finds good homes for, even convincing the sheriff to take an older cat home who then becomes John best buddy when he sits in front of the tv in the evenings drinking his non-alcoholic beer

Aaaanyway, Derek definitely picks up on the cat mannerisms and it actually helps him finally beat Laura in play fights for once, at first simply out of surprise, then because it makes him quick on his toes and agile. He gets teased a bit of course because “YOU’RE A WOLF DEREK ACT LIKE ONE” but he doesn’t care, he’ll take anything he can get because Laura has a few years on him and an automatic advantage, plus his cats are AWESOME okay and he loves them and everything they do is awesome

Also, picture Derek always with a cat on his shoulder – at all times, he lets them climb up his clothes, resulting in lots of holes in jeans and shirts which Talia is NOT happy about

Sticking to that growing up together au idea (because I love them as best friends so much), imagine Stiles does not know about the Hale secret, but of course he suspects, and he comes up with the wildest theories, including a werewolf theory because he has heard them mentioning the full moon, and where is that dog that they seem to have but also not have??? Derek’s not allowed to tell but he jokes about it and Stiles kinda believes it, because it all fits, Derek is really sensitive to scents and always makes that scrunchy face when he smells something Stiles can’t, and the collective hearing in the whole house is so good Stiles has learned not to ramble when he’s there, and Derek actually kinda growls when he’s angry and he totally has puppy dog eyes, but as Stiles grows he doesn’t believe in magic anymore and he gets more and more into the idea that humans invented all mythology unprompted, wanting to blame evil creatures for all the terrible things mankind does. Derek is nothing like the werewolves in the movies and in his online roleplaying game after all. He might be super strong sometimes and very playful and wild at certain times but he’s cute and has a dimpley smile rather than a toothy leer and he’s the first one to jump up and tend to any cuts or scratches Stiles has rather than trying to tear off his head in crazy blood thirst

Eventually at some point later in their teens, when there have been multiple close calls of Derek almost wolfing out in front of Stiles because puberty is messing with his abilities and control, and because he’s learning the full shift – there’s probably one VERY close call where Derek is shaking and panting and Talia and Peter have to swoop in and escort him away, leaving Laura to tend to an insanely worried, teary-eyed and panicking Stiles – that they decide to tell him. It’s all very nonchalant. Stiles is very clingy and careful with Derek and doesn’t leave him alone, and goddammnit he wants to know what’s happening, Laura promised he would get to know, so Derek has him over to the Hale house after school the next day and leads him to the kitchen where Derek makes them sandwiches while Stiles catches up with Talia. They sit down to eat and right before Derek takes his first bite he goes “By the way, you were right, we are werewolves” and then he just munches on his sandwich as if they were talking about the weather, and for a moment Stiles has flashbacks to his mom((idk why I keep going for alive Hale AUs but stick to Claudia’s illness, I really don’t know)) and he thinks oh god, Derek is starting to lose grasp of reality and will get sick just like his mom. A look at Talia immediately calms his nerves though because she’s still smiling, as calm and bright as usual.

“Um, what?” Stiles asks, dropping his sandwich to stare between them. Derek should’ve known not to bring this up before the food because there’s no way Stiles can think of his appetite when there’s something like this at hand. Talia just gestures to Derek to let him tell the story, but she stays for support. Not that either of them really need it because Stiles is absolutely thrilled and actually jumps off his chair in excitement when Derek flashes golden eyes at him. He proceeds to poke at Derek’s cheek when he refuses to chow him his fangs at first. Derek’s a little shy about it because he’s so used to keeping it within the family but the more questions Stiles asks and the more he raves about it, the prouder and more cocky Derek gets about it

Obviously from then on Derek has no qualms flashing his teeth when he playfully growls at Stiles and he’ll use his claws as can openers just to show off. Laura rolls her eyes at them, and blames Stiles for flattering Derek too much and letting him get a big head about it, while Peter keeps trying to intimidate Stiles and tell him not-so-fun stories about being a werewolf, and Cora just tells Stiles that if he thinks Derek is so cool he should just marry him, Derek cares for Stiles like a mate anyway

Needless to say they’re only just growing into their feelings and both decide to pine obliviously for a while

There’s one thing Derek doesn’t do because he claims he’s not that good at it though, and that’s show Stiles his full shift. Stiles has seen just about everyone’s full shift, Peter is always eager to show off his but Derek refuses is and Stiles is honestly kind of hurt because by all other means he’s basically part of the pack now, like Derek’s two year younger human brother and Laura’s twin. He knows everything he can get out of them all about the supernatural world, and Peter’s partner, who is some kind of druid, is also happy to share information about the more magical side of the world, along with the special currents running through Beacon Hills and the history to it. So yeah, he’s included in everything but Derek’s full shift and Stiles just doesn’t understand why

So one day he’s dealing with a particularly skittish and troubled kitty and he shifts to try and make her more comfortable that way and he’s fully focused on her. Stiles’ scent and heartbeat are so familiar that he isn’t consciously aware of them growing stronger, if anything it subconsciously calms him, lessening his worry about how much difficulty he’s having with little Cinnamon. He’s got this. He just has to-

“Oh my god, Der!” Stiles’ exclaims in excitement and Derek JUMPS. The abrupt movement startles Stiles in return for a split second but the wolf is staring at him wide-eyed, back arched into an impossible curve, his fur is puffed up all around him, especially around his neck, where he has the most fur, and he’s padding sideways with a sort of hop in his step. Stiles bursts out laughing, doubling over with the force of it, because he has never seen something as unexpected and cute as this.

“What are y- do wolves even do that?” Stiles chokes out between laughter and Derek stops moving as he realizes that there is no danger. But Stiles is basically falling into the floor laughing and Derek wishes he could hide. If he wouldn’t be completely nude after shifting back, he would’ve done so right away, but hell, that would make this so much more embarrassing for him so he pouts in his own wolfy way, pulling his ears back with a grumble. Stiles is trying to contain his laughter at this point, coming closer as he chuckles.

“Are you sure you’re not some kind of cat/wolf hybrid?” Stiles asks, plopping down right next to Derek, who steps back unsure. He’s not built as strong as Peter, doesn’t have sleek midnight black fur like Laura and doesn’t possess the natural grace his mother has. He doesn’t feel as much wolf as they are, which is only strengthened by the tie he has with the cats. He’s totally comfortable with his fangs and claws in his human form but sometimes he feels like he might not fit into the family as much as the other do.

But Stiles doesn’t hesitate to reach out and bury his fingers into his ash-colored black-ish grey spotted fur, running them up to his tucked ears.

“Oh my god, you’re so fluffy,” Stiles tells him. “I can’t believe I had to sneak up on you to get to see you like this. I mean, I wasn’t trying to sneak up, I thought that was impossible with you guys but hey maybe I do have some kind of spark… do you think I could also learn magic?” All the while Stiles is running his hands along Derek’s fur and he finds himself relaxing into it. By the time Stiles mentions how cool his fur color is Derek can’t remember what he was ever self-conscious about. He settles in for an hour of belly rubs and scratching under his chin and ears, eventually ignoring Stiles comparing his low satisfied rumble to a cat’s purring. Cinnamon the kitty even comes out when she sees that the two boys are calm and distracted.

Cinnamon of course ends up trusting Stiles first, and Derek is NOT jealous, he just likes nipping at Stiles’ ankles for fun – as well as revenge for the picture Stiles took of him in bed in his wolf form, a bunch of cats piled up all over him.

((Also this ask reminded me that so called werewolf cats are a thing soooo secretly Derek has a favorite breed, even if he always says breeds don’t matter since there are so many mixed strays, but he has a special fierce love for the werewolf cat even if he’s never met one because they are rare. He doesn’t let anyone call them ugly and will protect them to his last breath. One day in the future to celebrate 20 years of marriage or something, Stiles gets them a werewolf cat whom he dubs Lycaon just for the fun of it – Derek gives him an exasperated look, but his fondness shines through, and Derek forgets to hate the name within 5 seconds))

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A Day at the Beach
  • Altaïr Ibn-La’Ahad

Altaïr is not a big fan of days out on the beach. He’s probably going to pout and complain a bit at first, but will eventually give in for you. Altaïr isn’t very comfortable with the whole swimming bit, so he’ll refuse to follow you to the deeper bits — he’s a big fan of the tide pools though. He’ll sit there and smile at you like it’s a bit victory, eventually venturing his way through the rocks, pointing and poking at things with a stick — of course, you’ll have to go after him to make sure Altaïr won’t get hurt. At some point, he’ll get frustrated because somehow he can’t seem to win at volleyball — Altaïr always gets overly competitive over aything. He’ll try to cheat during the game, lying about the score or distracting you so he can win. Either way, he loses.

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Wholesome week!

day one- Beach day
@wholesome-week

BEACH DAY

“Janna, catch!” Star tossed Janna a soda and sat down on the sand. “Isn’t this great! I told you guys this would be so much fun!” She buried her feet in the sand and put her arms up in the air. Marco laughed and looked out at the ocean.

“Look at Jackie go!” He laughed. “I didn’t know she could surf so well.” Marco mused, taking a sip of soda. Tom narrowed his eyes at Marco and then looked out at Jackie, who made her way to shore and picked up her surfboard, waving at her friends. “Jackie’s so cool.” marco added, grinning and sitting on the towel he had laid out.

“Surfing on water is ameture hour…” Tom muttered. “Try doing it on lava.” He bit. Marco laughed and shook his head. Tom huffed and pulled his knees up.

“Well surfing on lava is fine for you, you can’t get burned.” Star laughed. “For you, surfing on water would be difficult.” She explained. Tom crossed his arms.

“I could go in water if I wanted to.” He muttered. Marco shook his head.

“No you can’t, Tom.” Marco insisted. “You hate water, we’ve been at the beach for two hours already and you haven’t even gone near the ocean.” He laughed. Tom stuck his tongue out at Marco and the human shook his head. The human then went back to staring at his crush, much to Tom’s dismay.

“I’m just saying the ocean isn’t all that trying!” Tom threw his arms up. He then seethed at Marco, jealous at the attention he was giving the blonde girl, and grabbed Marco’s hand to pull him along. “Here, I’ll show you.” Tom huffed. Marco rolled his eyes and smirked as the demon brought him to the edge of the water. Tom looked down at the tide, and as soon as it came in and touched his feet the demon let out a yelp and jumped up, so Marco caught him in his arms.

“If you’re scared we can go back and get a snack.” Marco offered. Tom growled at him and set himself back down.

“No!” He snapped. “I’m not scared! The water was just… cold.” Tom huffed. He looked back down at the tide and began to get nervous when the water came in. Marco laughed a little and took the demon’s hand, making him blush.

“Come on, Tom.” He giggled. “It’ll be okay when it’s just on your feet, and then we can go warm up in the sun.” He suggested. Tom pulled away slightly as Marco moved him closer. The water went over their feet, making Tom jump and Marco laugh. “Can you really surf on lava?” Marco asked. Tom nodded.

“We don’t have water in the underworld. It’s all lava oceans and lakes and stuff.” Tom explained. “Do you… think that’s cool?” He asked, unsure.

“I think that’s awesome!” Marco exclaimed. “I always thought the ocean was pretty cool, but lava is even more cool. That’s crazy that you can go in without getting burned!” Marco mused. Tom blushed deeply and looked down at his toes under the water.

“Well if you want I could… show you some time?” Tom offered. Marco smiled and nodded.

“I’d like that.” He agreed. Tom felt his face light up, but the moment was ruined when he felt something poke his foot painfully.

“Ow!” Tom cried, lifting his foot out of the water. Tom looked down and saw something moving on the sand. “What’s that?” He asked. Marco looked close and reached into the water, pulling out a curvy shell. Tom peered at it over marco’s shoulder and saw a little animal with pincers and anteni poke it’s funny looking head out.

“It’s a hermit crab.” Marco smiled. He took Tom’s hand and put the crab in his palm. “He pinched you.” Marco teased. Tom laughed.

“If I wasn’t in water I would have burned it.” Tom spoke. “So I guess that’s a good thing that I’m freezing right now.” He joked. Marco laughed and motioned for Tom to bend down.

“Here, put it back in the water.” Marco instructed.

“Won’t he get swept away by the current, and get hurt?” Tom asked in fear. He subconsciously held the crab a tiny bit closer and felt it’s smooth shell. Marco shook his head.

“No, his shell will protect him.” Marco explained. Tom nodded and moved to put the crab back in the water, but stopped. “Is everything okay, Tom?” Marco asked.

“I don’t wanna touch the water with my hands.” Tom mumbled. He seemed pretty freaked out about this foreign element. So Marco smiled and took Tom’s hand, gently hovering it over the water to show him it was okay. The demon smiled and they let the crab go together. “Thanks for showing me the ocean.” Tom smiled.

“You’re welcome.” Marco beamed. “It’s not so scary, right?” He asked in a teasing way. Tom shook his head.

“No. To tell the truth I was really nervous, but I think it’s-” But before Tom could finish a big wave swept him off his feet and caused him to splash into the water.

“Tom!” Marco cried out, but laughing a bit. The demon poked his head out of the water, his skin was a paler purple and his ears were dropped. “Oh my god! Are you okay!?” Marco asked. Tom made his way to his feet, but he was shaking and shivering so much.

“I hate water.” He grumbled, smoke coming from his hair as he was unable to make a flame. Marco laughed and lifted Tom up out of the water. Tom blushed deeply as Marco carried him off. They made it to the campsite and Marco put a towel around the demon’s shoulders.

“So do you wanna admit Jackie was impressive?” Marco teased. Tom shook his head and pressed his lips together.

“I could still do it if you really wanted…” Tom grumbled. Marco rolled his eyes and rubbed Tom’s arm.

“Come on, let’s get you dried off.”

but like okay, imagine the chocobros and how they would act on an aquarium date.

prompto:
-he would spend most of his time at the wall of jellyfish
-taking dramatic pictures of you backlit by the color changing water
-excitedly bouncing around exhibits, calling your name, waving wildly at something new he discovered that you “will totally love, hurrryyyyyyy”
-and the tank where you can touch hermit crabs and things would freak him out
-but sunshine boy would play with them anyway
-he’d hold your hand as often as possible
-take candid photographs of you when you’re focused on the animals
-sighs to himself, smiling, noting the wonder in your eyes in each shot
-and he would definitely browse the gift shop
-come out with stupid matching tshirts that say “aquari-YUM” with a photo of the seals being fed

gladio:
-would take you to the conveyor belt hallway thing that moves you through the shark tunnel
-he knows when you get scared you’ll hold onto him
-and when you reach a dark area, he sneaks you into the shadows to kiss you
-the dappled light from the watery tunnel casting a blue haze over you two
-a big shark would swim by with rows of teeth visible and he’d bare his own
-“what kinda shark am i, babe?”
-he says in a southern drawl, hands on hips, grinning
-“a hammerhead!”
-would need to stop by the restroom
-so he could drag you in with him
-he likes the feeling of almost being caught
-his favorite exhibit would have to be the eels
-he would split a slushie with you and buy a book of ocean poetry to read to you while camping, ecstatic that the funds go back to the aquarium

ignis:
-would want to go to one of those aquariums with a nature walk outside to teach you about the local ecosystem
-spends a fair amount of time reading the signs and information packets for each exhibit
-lights up when he sees sea horses and sea dragons
-spouts off a million facts about them
-has tickets for a meet and greet with seals
-chuckles when a seal smooches his nose and knocks his glasses off
-terrified of octopuses, but mesmerized by their camouflage
-“y/n, they have BEAKS????”
-makes sure you two hit up the aquarium restaurant
-falls in love with an odd dessert
-goes back into the kitchen to ask the chef how he makes it
-buys sunglasses with dolphins making up the rims
-gets one of each of the pamphlets for other attractions

noctis:
-he reeeeeally wants to see the manta rays/sting rays
-leans over to run his hands over the slick, cold creaturee
-leans too far and they crowd him, flapping at his face
-he laughs, loudly crooning to each one
-the two of you go on a search for those penny stamp crank machines
-he even buys the little collection booklet to house them
-“we have to get the one that says "dam it” with the beaver on it for prom"
-noctis would find the big fish wall and press his palms to it, audibly awestruck, especially by the larger fish
-make a lot of fish puns while he named each fish species
-and then gave them nicknames too
-hugs you from behind a lot
-buys you each a hat that looks like a giant piece of sushi

OSF AU - All the Little Children (9/?)

Part 9: Wherein a pack of pint-sized preteens pools their knowledge, and Luffy is hungry.

Content warnings: Offscreen character death, though no one the reader will miss.


Luffy’s stomach growled.

“I knew we forgot to do something,” Fū mumbled, before she headed deeper into the hall.

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anonymous asked:

any advice on getting the smell out of a particularly smelly thing? (in my case specifically, a horseshoe crab shell?)

First, make sure there isn’t any tissue remaining in the shell. If there is then you’ll need to remove it. You can put the shell near an active ant hill (might want to secure it to make sure no passing scavenger drags it off though; you can put it under a bucket or in a small wire cage to keep it safe) or remove the tissue by hand.

Once it’s free of any tissue then give it a gentle but good scub in warm, soapy water. After that, try turning it upside down and filling the inside with a little water, some baking soda, and a bit of hydrogen peroxide. Let it sit like that out in direct sunlight for a day or two. Then rinse it out, let it dry, and see how it smells then. If it’s still stinky I’d repeat the baking soda and peroxide for a little while longer and that should do it!

Hope that helps! Best of luck!

More Cor and Talcott stuff part 2 because we need all the happy times

Part 1

  • When Cor spends the night at Cape Caem, Talcott asks Cor if he can help him make a pillow fort
    • It’s something that he and Jared used to do when it’s storming outside, and Cor doesn’t say no
    • They grab a few pillows and throw a bed sheet over. It all works out as the two go under it, Cor feeling a little out of place but he’s careful not to topple the whole thing down
    • With a flashlight in hand, Talcott shares some scary stories that his grandpa told him. Even though Cor isn’t afraid, he hears a crash from outside and immediately gets up, ruining the entire fort all together
    • Talcott laughs really hard, trying to escape from the sheet. “Help, help! I’ve been swallowed by the scary sea!”
    • They also do shadow puppets - Cor with a really mean crab and Talcott learns how to make a deer
      • “Is there a cactuar version? That would be cool.” 
      • “Don’t know, haven’t seen one but we can try if you want.”
      • “Yeah!”
  • Cor always pays his respect when visiting Jared’s grave. He sits down and talks. Whatever he says, he knows Jared is listening. Always watching over his friends and family as well
    • Cor tells him stories of what’s going on with the world and what Noctis has been doing. News of what happened in Altissia, for starters. Even when the days are lost to the darkness, he’s almost glad Jared doesn’t have to deal with the deaths of losing men to the daemons and the struggles of maintaining the borders of every hunter headquarters before finally deciding to pull back. Thanks to Ardyn’s little games…
    • But he always wished Jared could still be here for those meaningful moments that count. He mentions Talcott, saying he’s growing up to be a fine boy and Jared would’ve been very proud
  • Talcott, still young, flexes his arm because ‘wow look at this tiny muscle!’ and shows it to Cor
    • Cor flexing back and Talcott is just surprise because “will I ever get to have muscles like him?”
    • “Keep working hard and you will. You shouldn’t have to rush to become strong.” Talcott agrees
    • He continues Monica’s training, and as he grows older, he’s been more than ever ready to help out the team

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earlier i googled “castigo de dios” (I’d burnt my hand getting something out of the oven bc i was too busy eavesdropping on my moms shit talking my sister, needed the proper reaction image)

this is my new favorite thing. god as clipart atom? disembodied arm gonna whack u with a bat for being sinful? picture that looks vaguely like the crab cycle meme?? i love it

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Hugo finding out the reason dadsona doesn't like the ocean is partially because they can't swim

With a joint effort from Hugo and Amanda, they finally convinced Dadsona, along with Ernest, to go out as a family to the beach. Moaning and groaning the whole way there, Dadsona trudges along behind the rest of them, even Ernest seems like he’s having a good time. They set up camp laying down their blankets and umbrellas, getting out sunscreen and applying it on themselves. Of course Dadsona takes the opportunity to get his hands all over Hugo, smoothing down the cream on his skin, rubbing his back and shoulders. And visa versa, Hugo does the same for Dadsona; Amanda chuckles and Ernest grimaces, turning his attention towards the water. 

The kids do their own thing, Amanda making sandcastles, Ernest wading in the water trying to find crabs. Dadsona stays as far away from the water as possible while Hugo tries to encourage him to at least try.

“Hun, there’s nothing in the water that’s going to hurt you.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I do, I’ve read about the animals in the ocean in this area at this time of year. You’ll be fine.”

Dadsona pouts.

“Come on, at least just your feet in the water.”

“…Fine. You’re holding my hand the whole time though.”

“More than happy to, let’s go.”

Dadsona and Hugo walk hand in hand towards the ocean, , slowly making their way into the water one toe at a time.

“See? Not so bad.”

“It’s cold.”

Hugo squeezes his hand and kisses his nose.

“I’m proud of you for making it this far. Can you try a little farther.”

Flustered, Dadsona blushes and nods. They walk a few more paces, standing now at knee depth.

“It’s…not so bad.”

Hugo beams, a thought flits through Dadsonas mind that Hugos smile could rival the sun, before a large surge pulls at his legs and topples Dadsona over. He splashes and flails, Hugo tries to help him up but Dadsona smacks his arms away. 

“I can’t swim!”

“[Dadsona], my sweet, it’s only 3 feet deep, you can stand up.” 

Dadsona stops flailing about, and stands.

“I knew that. It… was a test, what if I was actually drowning, hm?”

Hugo wraps his arm around Dadsonas waist, and raises an eyebrow.

“Uh huh sure, all a test. I believe you.”

Dadsona pouts and looks away.

“Can we head back?”

“Of course, I’m so proud of you for trying.”

They walk back slowly, taking their time and holding hands.

“So you really can’t swim?”

“Yeah, don’t make fun of me. I just never learned.”

“I could teach you if you wanted, maybe Craig could help too.”

“Nuh uh, nobody else needs to know about my water weakness.”

Hugo chuckles.

“That said, I don’t think I’d mind; you know, you teaching me to swim.”

+10 Dad points if Hugo is wearing a sun shirt and a bucket hat

~Mod Phil

5 +1 Fic Pt. 2

“5 Times Jean is Overwhelmed by Kissing Jeremy and 1 Time Jeremy is Overwhelmed”

Pt. 1 here

It turns out that “just one kiss to get it out of his system” turns into many kisses and nowhere near getting it out of his system. One of the particularly memorable moments is sitting in their dorm room bent over Jeremy’s laptop watching a Disney movie because Jeremy insisted it was a tragedy that Jean hadn’t seen any. This one involves a mermaid and a talking crab, among other things. Jean considers it a definite improvement over the one about the elephant with big ears.

He finds himself connecting a little bit too closely with “Part of Your World”, but is grounded by Jeremy shyly taking his hand and pressing it to his lips. He’s noticed that Jeremy has a bit of an obsession with his hands. He doesn’t understand why, but Jeremy loves to run his fingers over the crooked edges and scars of his fingers. Jean lets him, because he may not understand, but he’s already so gone for this boy and if he’s going to fall, he might as well fall all the way.

On the screen, the crab is leading a group of wetland creatures in some sort of song encouraging the prince to kiss the mermaid. Jean thinks that the prince is supremely stupid for not hearing the chorus of animals, but Jeremy is humming along happily and he’s already been scolded once for taking a children’s movie too seriously.

They reach the end of the song and Jean leans in to kiss Jeremy, feeling like his timing is appropriate. Jeremy continues humming into his lips and when he pulls away he’s beaming like Jean had given him some gift.

“What?” Jean asks, bemused.

“I think that’s the first time you’ve kissed me without me initiating it.”

Jean considers for a moment before saying, “Yes. I suppose it is.”

Jeremy hums before turning his attention back to the screen and threading his fingers through Jean’s.

“If you’re thinking of throwing a party leave me out of it.”

Jeremy laughs and leans in to kiss Jean’s cheek, saying “I’ll give you the highlights.”

Jean rolls his eyes fondly, but leans in to catch Jeremy’s lips again. It’s so much, for Jean to be acknowledging this, acknowledging his active role in this, but if it keeps Jeremy smiling like that it’s more than worth it.

“So does that make me Ariel?” Jeremy asks when they pull away.

“Sure. But I’m not as dumb as that prince.”

That opens him up to an impassioned tirade from Jeremy and it’s music to Jean’s ears.

Aries:You are an adventurous little potato and everyone hates that about you! Screw everyone else, you keep being the awesome little indiana jones you are! dont let anyone tell you what you can and cannot do, you are your own person and i support everything you have to say. go bother libra, they need a little adventure or else they get a stick up their butt.

Taurus:You like the moolah! (lol cow jokes) and i totally think thats stand up and responsible of you. you keep being a strong independant person, you have untapped potential you just gotta realize what it is, i know you can do it. aquarius will often need your responsibility so dont be afraid to keep an eye on them.

Gemini: So you dont like doing one thing specifically you want to live a little. Sue me then for saying you are the person who needs to live your life. Dont conform to everyone elses stupid standards for you, be the individualistic toot you are. (But try not to hurt people along the way you little headstrong nerd) scorpio can get a little out of hand be sure to keep them on the ground.

Cancer:You being love muffin! give me a hug dammit! (crabcrab) your just a bundle of underapreciated love and you deserve hugs because deep down i know under that cold hard crab shell you really are a squishy and rich person. often times head in the clouds sagittarius will need that back bone and love youve got, be sure to keep an eye on them every now and again okay?

Leo:you little shit! you best know that you are the most likely to lead some shit! you are the boss and dont let anyone take that away from you! your a lion for a reason, so dont let anyone treat you like a kitten, because fuck them! you are the most important and best fit too lead everyone! you go winner. your going to need alot of help with decissions be sure to stick with virgo, they know exactly what you need.

Virgo: when they say good guys always finish last, theyve obviously never met a virgo, because virgos are the leaders of doing the right thing, i see you in the corner little miss/mister purity. youre a good kind hearted love bucket (BUCKET BUCKET BUCKET BUCKET BUCKET) DONT LET ANYONE TRY AND SWAY YOU TO THE DARK SIDE (the cookies taste like ass) hey sometimes a great leader needs a great assitant and since we cant all be leaders why not go help leo reach their dreams the right way.

Libra: Consistancy is the name of the game, and boy are you playing the field. You will destroy the world with your dedication to following patterns, geez slow your roll bro. You need to know that while there is going to be chaos there is a necessity for order, try and spread that to the rest of the group you optioned nerd. you gotta go keep an eye on aries make sure they keep things safe enough, wouldnt want them disappearing on you would you?

Scorpio: lord of sex and lady bitch! you are a wild child a misnomer, and you are sure going to let everyone know that, you provide that extra opinion no one wants but everyone needs, without you, there would be no good decission making, dont let everyones hate on you get in the way of you being yourself. hey let the idea nerd help you every now and again they get a little antsy when you start preaching the truth dont let them get too worked up okay?

Sagittarius: follow your dreams, do what you want, dont let someone take away your happiness, youre a star and everyone elses needs should be put on the backburner, make a name for yourself and then let everyone elses issues smooth themselves out, let others worry about their own problems, fixeroo, you just need to do yourself right first. sometimes your gonna need someone to look after you because your over working yourself, relax though cancers got your back ccovered they’ll make sure it all goes smoothly.

Capricorn: MIGHTY GOATS OF POWER! (UNITE!) STRIVE FOR ABSOLUTELY THE TIME DONT LET ANYONE TELL YOU THAT SOMETHING IS TOO HARD TO REACH BECAUSE WITHOUT YOU THERE WOULD BE NO ENTREPANUERSHIP NO IPOD NO INTERNET, NO ELECTRICITY, SHOOT WE’D PROBABLY STILL BE THE CENTER OF THE SOLOR SYSTEM IF IT WASNT FOR YOUR INNOVATIONS! Right on attention nerds! (Cough cough attention whore) youre like literally the most important (not just because im one of you) make sure everyone is getting their stuff done, but also be sure not to block others out, we love you and you need to love you too. dont let your work consume you, live alittle and think outside the box, picese will give you the necessary outside opinion you need for alot of things.

Aquarius: you curious motherfucker. you gotta get out there and find the answer to everything, your like a sponge your never going to be satisfied until you finally have all the answers, dont worry when people start coming to you for answers because knowing you, you’ll probably know the answer anyone, dont become reliant on others only you can forge your own destiny, and dont let those little leeches suck you dry teach them where to find the answers if you have to. you can get alittle carried away if you dont ask for help, finding the answers yourself can make you a little full of yourself, dont be afraid to give a little responsibility to others like the kings and queens of responsibility Taurus.

Pisces: you bubbly and fun little shit! dont let anyone take away your imagination without you there is no fun and what kind of world lacks fun (Russia cough cough) you gotta learn that there is a right time for everything, but theres also a right time for the wrong thing as well, be sure to rile some feathers and go bother capricorn, they get lame without you, so be sure to let them know that you got them when they need you.

-My Advise to the Signs

X-Files Fic: Baseball Season is Over

Title: Baseball Season is Over
Prompt: Season (for the X-Files writing challenge)
Rated G. Takes place in early fall of 1999, aka early Season Seven but after Amor Fati.
Notes: The title is kind of a riff on the title of Hunter S. Thompson’s suicide note, “Football Season is Over.” But this is fluff. Started on my couch while watching the Mets, finished up in the subway the next morning. Unedited, in the spirit of the challenge.


She got the idea when he put that New York Yankees cap over his bandaged head and made that cheesy “tie goes to the runner” joke, right before they exchanged news about dead people like baseball cards: Albert Hosteen, he’d told her; Diana Fowley, she’d told him.

She made it back from her strange journey to Africa. He made it back from his strange journey inside his own head. The season was changing, autumn slowly seeping into the air. Something was changing between them, too, she was sure of it—she’d wondered before, hoped, but this time she knew. Things would change and neither of them could stop it and neither of them wanted to, she knew that now and though she questioned everything she dared not question her intuition when it came to Mulder.

He’d given her the birthday gift—very early or very late—of baseball just a few months before, so she returned the gesture. She tucked the tickets in a birthday card and wrote:

Fox Mantle,

Meet me at Camden Yards for a slightly early, or almost a year late, birthday gift. Bring your glove for foul balls.

Scully

Yankees vs. Orioles. September 30, 1999. One of the last games of the season. Good seats, because the Orioles don’t have a chance of going to the playoffs, at least that’s what she gathered from poking around online to try to figure out whether the Yankees would be playing on his actual birthday. They might be, but probably somewhere far away against a better team than the Orioles, and probably at a price she can’t afford. Besides, Baltimore is nice this time of year.

He grins so wide when he opens the card in the basement office that every boring minute she spent reading about baseball feels immediately worth it.

“I know the game won’t really matter because they’ve already clinched the division, but I figure since they’re in our backyard…” she sort of stammers.

“You’ve been doing research,” his grin gets even wider. “Scully, this is the best present I’ve gotten in a really long time. As long as I can remember.”

She beams and doesn’t bother trying to hide it.

They drive down to Baltimore together and spend the afternoon walking around the Inner Harbor, then drinking beers and smashing crabs with hammers. They both grew up by the sea but she’s better than he is at picking crab meat out of the shell. Too common a thing for a family like his, she supposes.

She buys and wears an Orioles cap just to be difficult—she’s never agreed with him before so why start with baseball? And besides, she always roots for the underdog. It’s what attracted her about Mulder, after all.

They get to the game early and watch batting practice. “See, Scully?” he elbows her. “I wasn’t just making up that hips before hands thing to cop a feel.”

“I didn’t mind, either way,” she responds, proud of herself for saying it, and he laughs. It feels like a date, and it feels so easy she can’t understand why they haven’t been doing this forever.

From the very first inning he cheers loudly for the Yankees, even as all the Orioles fans give him dirty looks for it.

In the middle of the third inning, he puts his arm around her shoulder and it stays there, save for the moments it is needed for clapping and pumping his fists in the air and flailing for foul balls.

In the bottom of the fourth He explains the strange rules of baseball–checked swings and balks and infield fly balls–and she listens.

At the seventh inning stretch they stand up and sing “Take Me Out to the Ballgame.” He puts his arm around her waist as they sway.

In the bottom of the eighth inning the Yankees are winning and Mulder keeps pouring cracker jacks into her cupped palm. He looks at her.

“What’s up, Mulder?” she asks. “Something wrong?”

“My favorite team and my favorite girl. What could be wrong, Scully?” he asks.

She feels herself blush.

When the game is over and the Yankees win, most of the sad Orioles fans are already gone. He sits still and takes a deep breath, like he’s taking it all in.

“You smell that, Scully?” he asks. “The fall air and the cut grass and the spilled beer. The end of baseball season.”

He looks wistful. “When the season starts in April, it seems like it’ll last forever. October feels a lifetime away, a million beautiful days to play ball. The end of the season reminds you they’re gone, summed up in tidy box scores on the back pages of the newspaper.”

“It’s not over yet, Mulder, for you anyway. There’s the post-season,” she offers.

“Not the same,” he says. “The off-season is fun, easy. The post-season, the stakes are high. You don’t want to screw it up.”

He looks at her then and adds: “I don’t want to screw it up.”

“You won’t,” she smiles.

He doesn’t – he holds her hand as they leave the ballpark and kisses her, for the first time, in the parking lot before they drive home.

The Yankees don’t screw it up, either. A few weeks later they sweep the Braves to win the World Series. When Mulder jumps off his couch in delight, Scully is right there beside him, smiling despite her Orioles cap.

/end

Another note: This baseball game actually happened, and the Yankees actually won it, so thank you, Internet, for containing such arcane information. It was a double header, based on the baseball almanac I found, but I ignored that because I didn’t want to subject Scully to 18 innings of Yankee baseball. Let’s go Mets!

AkaKuro Week: Bringing Guests Home

Title: Bringing Guests Home
Pairing: AkaKuro
Summary: Another installation of crack Noragami!AU (http://basketballpoetsociety.tumblr.com/post/77577660487/challenge-no-59-noragami-akakuro), before Kuroko finds his Regalia, i.e. Murasakibara. In which Akashi comes home to chaos. 
A/N: This is for mosaku-k. I wasn’t too sure what to write for you since I don’t know your preference much (aside from coughmasakashicough), so I stuck with the Noragami!AU which you mentioned you were okay with. It’s still stupidly crack-ish; I really hope you don’t mind it. Happy AkaKuro Week!

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Bucky?

Originally posted by eva-without-adam96

(Gif not mine)

Warnings: Swearing (?)

Word count:2257

Bucky x reader

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“We’ve only got about a ten second window you miss that window we are bugs in a windshield.” Cap yelled over at your team.

“Better get moving bugs!”Dugan warned the four of you.

“Let’s get them doll.” Bucky leaned down and kissed you.

“Be safe.” You told him before he took off.

“When am I not?” And he took off.

The four of you, Steve Bucky Jones and you, landed safely on the train. Jones took of while the three stayed behind like you were told to do so, once Steve opened the door you went in and Buck closed the door after you.

You guys looked around the train with your weapons up ready to fire if you need to do so Steve and you looked at the other room while Buck stayed behind trying to find something, that’s were it all went downhill two doors closed separating Steve and you from Bucky as soon as the doors closed you heard fairing from Bucky’s side and a noise from your side both you and Cap turned around and realized what you two were looking at, you gave eachother a signal and started to shoot.

“Cover yourself Y/N.”You heard Steve yell.

“Don’t worry Cap we both took the serum.” And catched his shield that tried to take down the thing you were fighting.  

Soon after Steve jumped and held onto a hook from the roof and took the robot down, when he was fished you took the robot’s hand and fired at the door so you could get to Buck.

You looked over from the small window and saw that he was out of bullets and still had one more soldier to kill.

“He needs help Steve.” You cried at your best friend, Steve looked over at you

“I’ve got this.” He assured you he took his gun out of the holster and opened up the door, Bucky heard the door open and looked at that direction Steve made a gesture to his gun and Buck nodded and caught the gun once Steve threw it at him.

Once Steve saw that he had the gun he took off running to push one of the boxes out of the way which caused the soldier to come out from hiding and Buck took his chance and shot.

“I had him on the ropes.” Bucky said and pulled you into a hug.

“I know you did.”Steve said breathless.

That’s when you heard a very familiar noise and you all  turned around.

“Get down.” Steve pushed you both out of the way so he protect the three of you with his shield.

The shot missed but managed to blow open the and Cap went flying off to the opposite wall, you’d searched for Buck only to realize he was holding the shield and shooting at the robot.

“Bucky get down it’s not going to work.”You yelled at your fiance but he was still shooting and this time it shot back and he flew backwards Steve finally reacted and grabbed his shield and took him down.

“Bucky.” You yelled over at the love of your life trying to get him into the train but failing miserably.

“  Stay back Y/N.” Steve pulled you back and went out the door so he could get him.

“Bucky.” He yelled getting closer to him “Hang on.” But Bucky was already slipping “Grab my hand.” They were so close to touching when Bucky slipped.

You heard his scream as he fell down and you pulled you traumatized best friend in so you wouldn’t lose him as well.

“I-I’m ss-o so-orry Y/N I-I tried t-” He was crying into your chest as you cried with him.

“I know, I know I saw.” You shushed him and continued to hold him.

—–

You still remember that day like it was just yesterday and Bucky’s scream still haunt you to this day, you let a tear fall as you looked at the picture of your finance.

“He’s so handsome.” You looked up at your best friend.

“I’m so sorry Y/N I was so close to reaching him he slipped right out of my fin-” Steve apologized.

“Steve I’ve told you so many times it’s fine, he’s in a better place.” You smiled at him.

You guys left the museum after a while, you were with Steve went the helicarrier went down you froze with Steve for seventy years when you guys woke you you were both scared and flead the SHIELD headquarters but were stopped when a man by the name of Nick Fury he told you guys were asleep and we were in 2011.

The three of you, Nat Steve and you, knocked on your only friend that you basically made the whole time,Sam.

“Sorry about this but we didn’t have anywhere to stay.”Steve spoke up

“Everyone we know is trying to kill us.” Nat spoke up.

“Not everyone.” He opened up the door so you could come in.

“Thank you.” You gave him a smile.

You guys came in and Sam let you guys clean up.

“Hey what’s wrong?” Steve walked over to you. “I just doesn’t feel right you know? We were supposed to get married have kids and live old together with you and your wife. We were supposed to be happy.”You let the tears fall.

“Hey will be happy someday maybe not for the same reason but we’ll be happy.” He went and pulled you into a hug.

“Hey I made breakfast. I mean if you guys eat that sort of stuff.” Which caused the two of you to let out a small chuckle.

After you guys eat breakfast you were talking about who could have the intelligence to pull it off.

“The question is who can pull of the missile launch.” Nat told you all.

“Pierce.” Steve answered.

“Who happens to be sitting in the secure building in the world.” You added.

“He’s not working alone Zola’s intel was in the lemurian star.”

“So was Jasper Sitwell.” Nat added.

Steve sighed “So the real question is how do the two most wanted people end kidnap a shield officer in broad daylight?”

“The answer is you don’t.” Sam told you three as he placed a folder on the table.

“What’s this?” You questioned as you went to grab the folder.

“Let’s call it a resume.” He gave you a small smirk.

“I thought you said you were a pilot.” Steve raised an eyebrow at his friend.

“I never said pilot.” He chuckled.

Steve looked at him impressed “I can’t let you do this Sam,you got out for a good reason.”

“Dude Captain America needs my help what better reason is there?”

“Where could we get our hands in one of these things?” You questioned.

“The last one is on Fort Meade behind a three guarde gate and a twelve inch steel wall.”

Nat Steve and you looked at one another and gave a nod”Let’s get going then.” You announced.

—-

“Agent Sitwell how was lunch?” Sam questioned “I hear that the crab cakes here are delicious.”

“Who is this?” Sitwell asked getting nervous.

“ The good looking guy in the glass at your ten o’clock.”Sitwell looked around”Your other ten o’clock.”

Once Sitwell spotted Sam, Sam raised his cup”There you go.” He smiled.

“What do you want?” he said more confident.

“You’re going to go around the corner to your right , you will get in the grey car becauses you and me are going to take a ride.” Sam order.

“And why would I do that?” Sitwell challenged.

“ Because that tie looks very expensive and I hate to mess it up.” Sam smirked knowing that he had won.

Sitwell looked down and noticed that there was red dot in his tie, he thought it was sniper ready to shoot at his order but in reality it was you and Steve holding a laser beam at him which caused the two to giggle like you use to.

Once you got the information you needed,after Natasha throwing Sitwell of the roof, you guys were driving back to a safe house.

”Hydra doesn’t like leeks.” Jasper told no one in particular.

“Why don’t you try sticking a cork in it.” Sam sassed back.

“Insight is launching in sixteen hours.” You told them”Were cutting in a little too short.”

“I know, we’ll use him to pass the DNA scan and access the helicarriers.” Steve replied.

“What? Are you crazy?” Jasper exclaimed.

“That is a terrible terrible idea.” He was cut off by a thumping sound on the roof and then he was thrown out the window and into the other intersection.

Nat and you saw as he flew at the window and saw someone with a gun both of you threw yourself onto the men to protect them from getting shot.Steve quickly reacted and pulled the breaks and a man came flying of the roof and making his metal arm slide across the floor causing sparks to fly, the four of you stayed silent as you stared at the tall brunette with a metal arm, he slowly got up and Nat was ready to shoot him but she dropped the gun when you guys were hit on the back causing you all to jolt forward/

The mysterious man jumped on top of the car as Nat desperately tried to find the gun then all the sudden the man ripped the steering wheel off the car.

“Oh shit!” Sam exclaimed as he tried to look at the man.

Nat finally got her gun but she was to late the man jumped off the car into the car that was pushing you car, since your car didn’t have a steering wheel you came crashing into a car and flipped your car over.

Steve took Nat and they flew out the door you did the same but taking Sam in the process you guys got up very quickly and started to run when you saw that he had a grande lannture.

“Watch out!” Steve pushed you out of the way and he went flying off the bridge along with his shield he flew out of the bridge and into a bus.

There were around five guys including the mystery man shooting at you three as you tried to hide behind the now abandoned cars. They had pinned down Nat and she leaped from her current position into the next intersection but that didn’t stop the men once again the man shot another grande and caused a car close to Nat to explode which she quickly reacted and jumped off the bride and landed safely on the ground.

She started to run but saw his shadow and slowed down  she looked up out of his eye view and took her chance and shot at him she shot him in the glasses and he took them, he was on a full out rampage at started to shoot down were he thought she was at but she shot at him from behind the car. She started to shoot but soon stopped since she ran out of the bullets and she took of running, the metal arm spoke up “I have her, you find him.” He said in russian.

The man jumped off the bridge and landed on top of the car and the other man got ropes so they could jump as well but this was your chance, you and Sam ran and got four of the men but still one managed to jump. He was shooting at the bus that Steve landed you quickly reacted and jumped of the bridg.

Steve was getting closer to man as he got his shield and started to go towards the man and he told you to go towards Nat she looked like she had things in her hands until the man flipped her against the car and she went smack into the car until she got up and ran.

“Get out of the way!” She yelled” Run!” She was worried but she continued to run until a bullet hit her shoulder and she ducked down behind a car, she searched frantically for the man but she didn’t see him until he landed on the car he was ready to shoot again but you ran towards him and you guys fought for a bit until Steve showed and he knocked him with his shield.

The man lost his gun in the processes and took out a knife and started to attack Steve, you jumped from a car and into his back and started to get some pinches in until he flipped you over but you managed to get a gun and started to shoot and he had Steve’s shield so he was protected.

The man took his knife once again and threw Steve against a van and was going  to stab him but Steve ducked his knife and pushed his arm and the knife went there the van as Steve moved with the knife only a couple inches from his face.

You pushed the man of him and as he was busy fighting you Steve pulled him and flipped him over but his mask fell in the processes.

The man stood up very slowly and turned to face you both Steve’s and your breath felt like it was caught off.

“Bucky?” Steve and you questioned at the same time.

Bucky looked scared until he spoke up again “Who the hell is Bucky?”

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"The One with the Dozen Lasagnas"

The One With The Dozen Lasagnas

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“Derek?  You are aware your fridge is stuffed full of lasagnas, right?”

“You think I could’ve missed that?”

Stiles shrugs, closing the fridge door.  "Could be evil lasagnas.“

"What?”  Derek looks up from the paper and furrows his brow at Stiles, a sight that will never, ever stop amusing Stiles.  "Why would they be evil?“

"Why are you asking me?  They’re your lasagnas.”

“They’re not my lasagnas.”

“So you’re keeping them safe for someone?” Stiles asks as he sits on the couch, his back against the armrest, and his legs folded.

“They’re – people keep bringing me lasagnas.”

“People?”

The tips of Derek’s ears pink up and, oh boy, Stiles knows this is going to be good.  Derek puts the paper down and looks over at Stiles.  "Women in town.  They keep – it’s like they know when I’m around and they accost me with food.“

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