this damn blue sweater

Power Rangers (2017) costume team: Billy will have a cute blue sweater and Jason a subtle red flannel and Zack will be dressed in all black and Trini will have a yellow jacket and an iconic yellow shirt aND KIMBERLY WILL HAVE MULTIPLE PINK BRAS……. LACE, PUSH UPS, STRAPPY BRAS POKING OUT OF HER TOP AT ALL TIMES *intern in the background* maybe one of her tank top could be pink-  YEAH WHATEVER KAREN JUST MAKE ALL HER BRAS F U CKEN PIN K. I WANNA SEE SOME FUCKE N PINK BRAS IN EVERY KIMBERLY SHOTS. ALL. OF. THEM.

{I'm a Lucky Guy} a Chris Evans imagine

“Well, that’s just great,” I said as I hung the phone up. First date and my babysitter cancelled. Story of my life. I heard the knock on the door and hung my head. I had been looking forward to finally going out with Chris, and now I had to cancel it.

“Hey!,” he beamed as I opened the door. Damn, he looked amazing. Blue sweater, white dress shirt underneath with a tie. And, God, he smelled amazing. “Why the frown?,” he asked, finally noticing the look on my face. “Sitter cancelled,” I muttered, not able to meet his eyes. I finally looked up to see a smile cross his face. “Why are you smiling?,” I asked, “I have to cancel, I’m so sorry.”

“No you don’t,” he said, cupping my cheek, and he smiled again, walking down the hall to my daughter’s room. “Hey pretty lady,” he said to her and she flew off her bed and into his arms. He turned and gave me a small smile. He pulled away and bent down to her level. “How about you put on your prettiest dress and come out to dinner with me and your mom?,” he asked her and she couldn’t help but smile at him. “Is that okay, mommy?,” she asked, looking up at me. “Sure,” I told her and she hugged Chris tight and ran off to her room.

“You don’t have to do this,” I told him as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him for a slow kiss. “Well, I want to,” he said, looking me deep in the eyes, “plus, there’s no way in hell I’m missing our first date.” He pulled me in for a kiss just as she came out of her room and pulled on Chris’s hand. He looked down to see her in her favorite dress and smiled. “Well, you look lovely,” he said to her, picking her up for a twirl. She gave him a shy giggle as he sat her back down.

He grabbed her hand and led her to the door and turned around to grab mine, too. “Look at my girls,” he said, giving us both a smile. “I’m a lucky guy.”

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

Colons and Cullens and Really Bad Puns

So the other day @sarcasmfish tagged me in this post, which I believe is probably the best grammar pun I’ve ever seen. I mentioned it was something that I needed to write into Class Act, and here we are. Have a very proud Mara and a not at all amused Cullen. Dedicated to @poweredbycoffeeandwine, @saibrarutherford, and @kagetsukai, you know for encouraging this complete silliness. 

It was a Thursday in the seemingly never ending month of Guardian. Spring break was still far enough away that a count down was more depressing than it was motivating. There was something about this stretch of the school year that was just difficult. It didn’t matter how much Mara loved her job and her students, this part of the year was always a struggle.

But on this particular afternoon she was in a phenomenal mood. She’d realized something incredibly silly during a grammar lesson she’d given for the fourth time that day. She preferred not to teach grammar in long stretches, rather to do it in minilessons. It was easier for the kids, and teaching grammar never was that interesting. They’d been talking about the difference between colons and semicolons, and she’d had a realization that she’d been dying to share with someone all day.

Mara took her badge off, setting the colorful lanyard in the metal basket at the front of her desk. The school day had ended about an hour ago, but she’d had grades to finish updating. She walked the short distance across the hall, waving to Jim as he rode his cleaning zamboni down the hall. She closed Cullen’s classroom door against the noise as she entered, and he glanced up at her with a soft eyed smile. Someday she might get used to the way he looked at her when they hadn’t see each other all day, the quiet joy that moved across his features, but she hoped she never did.

“Hey.” Cullen set down his pen. He had clearly been pouring over his lesson planning notebook.

“So I realized something while I was teaching today,” she said, unable to hide the grin that came to her lips.

Cullen leaned back in his chair and adjusted his glasses. “Oh?”

He was wearing a blue cowl neck sweater that looked too damn good on him to be fair. “So we were talking grammar in fourth hour today,” she said. Mara picked up a whiteboard marker from the small magnetic box Cullen kept them in.

Cullen was chuckling. “You came in here to talk about grammar?”

Mara glanced to him. “Just wait.”

Cullen sighed and rested his face on his chin, giving her his attention. “Go on.”

She drew a colon and a semicolon right next to each other. “So I realized that this is a ‘Cullen’ and this is a semi-’Cullen’!”

She turned to look at him, unable to stop grinning. Only to notice that Cullen looked less than amused. “You’re quite proud of this aren’t you?”

“Your name is a grammar pun! Come on! It’s hilarious!” Mara set the marker down on the metal shelf a little harder than she meant to.

Cullen let out a long suffering sigh. “Not really.”

She crossed her arms. “You’ve totally heard this before.”

“Every year growing up since grade school.” He stood from his desk.

“Damnit, here I thought I was being so original.”

He laughed. “You were so excited to show me too; I should have been better natured about it.”

Cullen had closed the distance between them and grasped her arms. “Next time let me have my fun,” she complained.

He leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose. “You’re adorable, you know that?”

She sighed, and he laughed as he kissed her. She could feel the smile on his lips as they moved against hers. She buried her fingers into the soft wool of his sweater, pulling him closer. He wrapped his arm around her waist, and she melted into his arms.

Cullen pulled away a few moments later, golden eyes burning into hers. “I think it’s time to get out of here, don’t you think?”

“Yes, I don’t hear the zamboni anymore. Jim might be ready to do the trash next,” she said.

Cullen rested his forehead against hers. “Yeah, don’t really want a repeat of him walking in.”

“We weren’t even doing anything and I still couldn’t look at him for a week,” Mara admitted.

He chuckled. “Get your stuff and let’s go.”

Mara pressed a quick peck to his lips and left the comfort of his arms. “I’ll be quick, ‘colon’.”

“You keep making grammar puns and I won’t see you tonight,” he said, though the threat was empty and she knew it.

She smiled and said over her shoulder. “Just remember you love me, Rutherford.”

“Really bad puns and all.”

Likes and reblogs are love!

  • Rin: Kakashi wanted me to tell you that he doesn't care whether you live or die, but if you're not dead, he would like to see you at team dinner tomorrow in the blue sweater.
  • Obito: Damn it! I hate the blue sweater.
  • Rin: He said it would look nice with the gray pants.
  • Obito: Damn it! He's right.

anonymous asked:

Or he'd just mash himself into them and Dick wouldn't even care that he's streching his favourite blue sweater bc damn those shoulders

HAHA! Damian just walks around like this for a week:

  • Regulus: Mum wanted me to tell you that she doesn't care whether you live or die, but if you're not dead, she would like to see you at dinner tomorrow in the blue sweater.
  • Sirius: Damn it! I hate the blue sweater.
  • Regulus: She said it would look nice with the gray pants.
  • Sirius: Damn it! She's right.

anonymous asked:

Have you done what it's like to date Sebastian Stan? If so, link please?

I haven’t! But….

  • He knows you. Probably more than you know yourself. He’s familiarized himself with every quirk, every dream you’ve had since you were a kid. So, he knows when something’s off, when you don’t feel right. And he can’t sleep at night unless he’s personally fixed it.
  • Pictures. Lots and lots of pictures. He has an album on his phone titled ‘My Heaven’ dedicated to pictures he’s taken of you (some while you weren’t looking). You have an album on your phone titled ‘My Idiot’ dedicated to all the dumb selfies he’s taken whenever he gets his hands on your phone.
  • Animal Shelters. Seb loves animals, mostly dogs but he’ll cuddle up nicely with a cat every now and then. So when you’re walking the New York City streets, you pray that there isn’t an animal in need. When there is, you pretend to be reluctant to take it in, but do so after Seb whiles ‘But they need us!’. The people at the closest Animal Shelter know you by name.
  • He’s funny. A lot funnier than you believed he would ever be. He always has a quick joke to make, a clever saying on the tip of his tongue. Without a doubt he has your sides hurting from laughter at least ten times a day. He usually isn’t that clever, but there’s something about you that makes him comfortable enough to let things through his usual filter. He knows he can say whatever stupid thing comes to mind and have you in stitches. He likes your laugh more than anything in the world (except for maybe everything else about you).
  • You fight. Probably more than the average couple. Call it passion, whatever. Mostly you use it as an excuse to get your frustrations out. You always make up, there’s no doubt about it. Sometimes you just need to yell, and so does he. Within two minutes he’ll turn that passion into a different type of passion and everyone’s happy.
  • You have to pick out his outfits. He’d be a hot damn mess in the same blue sweater everyday if it wasn’t for you. He pretends to know what he’s talking about when he compliments your shoes. He doesn’t.
  • He’s open with you. You’re open with him. There’s hardly ever a secret. You’re both too understanding, too forgiving to hold a grudge or to keep anything from each other. The only secret (which was poorly kept, by the way) was his proposal. You knew when the credit card statement listed a hefty purchase from Tiffany & Co. that you would be saying ‘yes’ to a very important question soon.
  • You’re very proud of him. No matter what film he makes, what character he plays, whatever stage he’s on you are proud. You know he’s doing something he’s passionate about and loves to do. He’s hardworking, almost to a fault, but you know that that’s just his nature. I mean, he planned for a week to ask you out (and that turned out alright).
  • Stupid dates. You guys could do anything and find the fun in it. You watched every Mission Impossible movie in one sitting and did everything the next day to the theme song. Making coffee? Acted like it was a secret in tell mission with Tom Cruise.
  • You loved to visit him on set. You’d say it was to meet his co-stars (Who would say no to meeting Matt Damon?) but really you liked to watch him work (and meet his co-stars).

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