this job looks like fun


Usual Noel vs. Noel who forgot to fill his eyebrows in.

this week on ‘Emma’s OCs are oblivious to the fact that they love eachother’: Alex gets jealous over pointless bullshit

Just finished paying my bills like…

Originally posted by thewalkingnerds


“I just hope me and my Chauncey are as happy as you and your Jonas were.”


A bubble and a goth

Life With the Schuylers - Chapter Four (Angelica)

a/n: it’s time for chapter four! At this point I’ve got the series planned to about chapter 15 and I’m pretty sure it’s gonna end there, you know if people care for that long. Please remember to tell me what you think of this chapter! Also! I wrote this chapter with John Boyega in mind as John Church!

warnings: i’m pretty sure there’s nothing to warn about

word count: 3,226

tagged:  @tailored-shirt-tails @legendaryapplesauce @turtlenecks-coffee @pheonix-fire-fangirl @eliza-the-actual-ray-of-sunshine @hercules-mullifan @musicalmoriarty @serkewen12@lupinschocolatefrog @imagineimeliza @wrotemywayoutimagines  @americanrevelation 

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Almost two months into the New Year and things seem to have finally settled. Seeing the way Eliza is when she’s around Alex doesn’t fill her with jealousy anymore instead she can’t help but be happy.

It fills her with joy to see her baby sisters being taken care of, and sometimes even spoiled by people who really care about them. Part of her is a little sad to see her sisters being taken care of so well while she still hasn’t found anyone who she feels like really understands her (aside from Alexander but she is definitely not going back to that), but she’s happier to see her sisters happy than she is sad about not having a partner.

She knows she isn’t alone. She’s got her sisters to keep her company and they’re always good at cheering her up even when she doesn’t tell them she’s upset. While she has her sisters around, she knows she’s going to be okay.

As Angelica makes her way into the coffee shop one afternoon after work, she’s surprised to only see Herc sitting on the couch, a drink in his hand as he scrolls through something on his phone.

She stops at the counter to give John her order, which he reminds her he already remembers by heart and he’d already started it anyway, she makes her way over to sit with Herc on the couch, her aching feet screaming at her to sit down now.

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For Who You Are

Gotham One Shot

Characters: [FEMALE] Reader x Edward Nygma + Jim Gordon, Kristen Kringle & Tom Dougherty

Warnings: bullying and a lil bit of fighting

Request: “could I request an Edward Nygma one shot where the reader is new the GCPD and gets teased by the cops for being kind of quirky (like singing to herself and stuff??) and Ed confronts them over the matter and has a small altercation, then the reader feels really bad and invites him over for dinner and they’re both pretty awkward and clumsy throughout?? (sorry if that’s too long or anything, I absolutely love your blog!!)” - anonymous

Word Count: 1,758

A/N: its not too long, i actually prefer one shot requests to be detailed !! and thank you so much for your support !! 💛 i dont know if i made it awkward/clumsy enough, but i hope it’s okay !!!

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I can’t stop thinking about ‘it’s quite surreal’, and 'amazing, yeah. This is incredible, isn’t it?’ Because that’s how Sam and Anthony were last year. And they lost it so fast because people are awful.

With Theo and Samuel we have two young men, at the start of their career, and I just think that as a fandom we should be respectful of them and not invasive or over-excitable or rude or any of the other countless things we could do to them.

They’re human beings, doing a job that should probably be the most amazing, fun job in the world. And it looks like they’re going to be spectacular at it. But can we remember that they are just that? Human beings doing a job. They’re not toys. They’re not play things. They’re not characters. They’re not for us to speculate over or ship. They’re people with lives and families and friendships.

So can we please be kind to them and show them we care about them and value them, and not drive them away and make them jaded? Let them have this amazing experience without us ruining it for them.

They’re so young. And they deserve to enjoy themselves and keep the wonder we saw in the video today. Is that so much to ask? Can people please be nice?

I didn’t see this process play out from the beginning last time, but I know it’s coming this time and it’s horrible. It’s beginning already, and I hate everything about it.


Part 1 of the ask anon sent! “eric and ronald sending them back and forth during work when william’s not looking?” This took a lot longer than I expected! And sorry I’m not too funny in this one, sometimes I just like some sweetness once in a while.

Jungkook Rapping
Jungkook Rapping
Extra Chocolate Chip

Extra Chocolate Chip
Steve Rogers x Reader
Cheesecake Factory AU
Summary: This customer apparently loves chocolate chips. Every single damn day, he asks for extra. I’m sure this store is gonna broke.
A/N: 😂 I was at the Cheesecake Factory thinking about @yourtropegirl Alt Coffeeshop AU, and THEN! This happened. Who doesn’t like cheesecake?

This is a side writing blog for @addictionmarvel
Word count: 1,061
Warnings: language. Also sassy bearded Steve

Someone tell me if the ‘keep reading’ doesn’t work. If it doesn’t Ill remove it

Originally posted by forassgard

I don my wonderful apron, ready to start another exciting day.
Just kidding.
It’s boring as fuck here.
The only perk is that I can inhale the yummy scents all day.
Gathering my hair into a ponytail, I glance around the restaurant for customers.
No one here.
Yay. Me time.
I look at the clock on the wall: 10:30 pm.
It’s too late for a small store like this to have customers.
And the door swings open.
I can’t believe I just fucking jinxed myself.
A bearded man walks in, hand stuffed into his pockets.
Yeah, he looks like he belongs in a strip club.
Or a charity event.
Can’t tell. 

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me-and-my-gaster  asked:

Hello! It's a first time I even try to ask for something like this, so I'm not sure if I'm doing it right, but I see you're doing a wonderful job here and it looks like so much fun, so I had to join you all! I wonder if you could write something connected to the time BEFORE skellys s/o became their s/o - a situation when US/UF/MT skelebro accidentally sees their soon-to-be s/o practicing tribal fusion (type of belly dance) alone in some secluded place. Gosh, I hope it's not too wierd...

(Hi there new friend! Woah, i googled Tribal fusion and it looks amazing *-* The clothes are cool too, wow )

US Sans: He is on his way back from training when he passes one of the little side caves in waterfall. He hears faint music, and since he isn’t in a hurry he decides to investigate. He sees you dancing to some music coming from a portable CD-Player. His eyes are locked to your moving form, he is completly fascinated by the way you gracefully shake your body. He notices that he was staring for quite some time, so he steps closer and asks you excited about what you are doing. He want’s to learn that too, it’s amazing. Thats honestly how you come closer, you teach him to dance, you start hanging out afterwards, and things don’t stop there.

US Papyrus: He was at Muffets till late at nigth together with Sans, because it was Karaoke night, and Sans draged him along. While his brother sprinted home to still catch Napstatons late night show, he strolled trough Snowdin, not to worried about missing the show. The streets where mostly empty, a few lights in some houses still open, the librarby still open even at this late an hour, so he went there to pick up a book he wanted to get for some time, but was having a bad memory for small tasks he has to do, he always forgott.

He walked in, the librarien was apparently in the backroom, but the main room wasn’t completly empty. You couldn’t find a good place to practice, your living room to cramped to properly dance in, and the outside to cold for the clothes you practise in. So the librarien allowed you to practice there after dark, when almost nobody visited, so you wouldn’t interrupt anybodys reading. Papyrus watched you move your body smoothly to the quiet music, carefull not to disturb your dancing. He lends the book quietly and leaves, but now before asking the librarian if you come here often. He defentily will visit the library more often now.

UF Sans: He is  pretty nice fellow at heart, but he has his creepy moment. Hes on his way home, passing some houses, most people already asleep. One ground floor window still has ligth coming trough it, so he glanzes inside for a second, because he clearly sees movement in there, and he is a bit jumpy that late at night. His head snapps back to the wndow after less then a second and he freezes in his tracks. Woah, wait what? 

You are dancing in your living room, minding your own buisness. Sans comes a bit closer to the window and continues to stare trough it, not really thinking about how creepy the whole thing makes him seem. He watches you for a bit, until your gaze randomly falls on the window and you see his small, shadowy self standing there. He teleports away instantly, while you run to check if the doors are locked. He will try to run into you “on accident” after that, and you start dating soon after. How you will rct to him telling you that he was the one who scared you trough death that one night is up to you.

UF Papyrus: He sees you while he is out patrolling. Beeing the captain of the royal guard, he has to make check-patrolls every view weeks all across the Underground, added to the ones he has to do daily in Snowdin and surroundings. He is about half way trough his patrol trough Hotland, when he hears faint music from a direction that ends in a little plateau above the lava. He walks there just out of curiousity, and sees you dancing, illuminated by the glowing lava below. He stands there, a ligth blush creeping onto his face, he will blame on the heat later on. He is a big fan of dancing, loving Mettatons musical shows the most of all his shows, so he watches you for a bit before coming closer and introducing himself. He will give you his number pretty straigthforwardly. If you decide to call him he will invite you to a few hangouts before inviting you to a date when he starts to low key crush on you. Which will turn into a full blown crush on the date. But you just gotta show him how to move like that.

MT Sans: He was out patroling at nigth, it was his turn this time. Most people are asleep, a few drunks passed out next to an already closed bar. A few of his coworkers patroling a different area. Then he suddenly hears music from one of the usually already closed bars. He peeks inside, hand on his hidden gun, just for safety and then he sees you. Dancing on the little stage where there is usually some singer entertaining the bar patrons. There is nobody else in the bar except for you and him. He blushes furiously at the way you swing your hips, and at how much skin you are showing, this is not a sight he is used to in his kind of work. He scurries off pretty fast, not wanting to seem like a creep for staring at you trough a half open door. He is pretty good with words normally, but when you properly meet for the first time, he will be a sligthly blushing stuttering mess. Give him a few minutes to get his cool back ,you won’t be disappointed.

MT Papyrus: He has a small italian restaurant with a little stage for live music, as a cover for his sexond, more shady job. He is cleaning up the last few spills and drying of the xonter in his kitchen. Most others have left already, the musicians often staying a bit later to practise. He hears music from the main room, not thinking much about it, since he leaves after everybody else and often watched the musicians practise before they leave together and he locks up. So when he stepped outside to tell whoever stayed that he is about to leave and has to lock up now, he didnt expext to see you dancing there. He never saw somebody move so elegantly and his face heats up when he nootices that nobody else is there, and you havent seen him enter. He is watching you move your hips seductivly from the shadows, before stepping closer and clears his troath loudly to tell ypu what he actually came here for. His face is beigth orang the entier time. After you meet again he will be composed enough to compliment you on your dancing.

I’ve made a blog to follow Amenta shadow tumblr without it filling up my regular blog, @castofthedie (it’s a pun on dye, because I think I’m funny). It’s empty right now, but I’ve been half considering making an amentumblr character to go with it. I don’t even like Amenta much, it’s just the format is such an interesting way of developing a setting and that sort of worldbuilding looks like it allows for fun tricks with the medium.

((When I say “half considering”, of course, I mean I have four characters sketched out already, notes under the cut.))

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Thank you to @call-the-midwife for sharing that Helen George was apart of the Incognito Artists - finally some footage of her singing! (also looks like a pretty fun job tbh)

Fun science fact: Purrbaix diagrams can be used to show you which cat is the cutest under different applied voltages and pH of electrolyte. (Liz is always the cutest)

fun specialist 33 headcanons in which everything is beautiful and happy bc this is what we deserve:

  • multilingual kara + grant both switching between languages depending on which fits the conversation best
  • multilingual kara + grant forgetting which language they’re supposed to be speaking so grant tries to order their starbucks in french and kara corrects him in spanish and their barista is like the shit is happening
  • history nerds kara and grant going on museum dates and getting really excited + having deep intellectual discussions
  • kara reconnecting with her family and convincing grant to contact thomas and rosie because it’s never too late okay?
  • grant going for family dinners with the palamas family and he’s all nervous at first (“what if they hate me though kara?”) but they obviously don’t bc he’s a little nerd who is so in love with their daughter and she’s so happy with him
  • kara + grant getting the “so how did you meet?” story down to perfection like it’s this whole “he saved me” // “we saved each other” which has everyone aww-ing
  • both of them aggressively trying to find their passion together now that they are hella unemployed and all they know how to do is kill. it turns out kara’s knits when she’s stressed but that’s not so good as a job.
  • kara + grant adopting a dog!! or possibly a lot of dogs.
  • kara changing her face to mess with people like you just know she would do it.
  • kara + grant going on holidays bc it’s so long since they ever had a proper holiday because travelling with shield so that they can kill people doesn’t count. the beach counts though. so does sightseeing in paris.
  • saturday morning brunch dates bc grant ward wants his fuckin pumpkin pancakes.

Marichat fic

blegh i’m done with this, just take it pls

She smells like sweat and new fabric. 

It tickles his nose as he watches her cut out a new pattern. She’s meticulous in the way she removes the pins, calculating every snip and every corner. He wonders what it’s like to be so passionate about something, so deeply and completely in love with it that your whole body radiates it. 

He watches her back as she leans over the fabric. She’s sitting awkwardly on her knees and the floor is littered with sewing supplies. 

And yet, she doesn’t seem to notice or mind any of it.

When he bends over, just slightly, he can see her face as her eyebrows scrunch in concentration. He smiles when he sees her tongue poke out, but it quickly fades when he notices a bead of sweat trailing down her temple.

It’s frustrating, this curiosity festering inside of him. He want’s to have a passion for himself, wants to experience something so much he smells of it. Again, her scent tickles his nose and it twitches. It doesn’t smell bad really. In fact, he kind of likes it. Though, he would never say that out loud for several reasons. 

His tail twitches with impatience, but he doesn’t want to interrupt her. Her movement’s are fascinating, her concentration inspiring. But he’s never known what it’s like to feel these things so deeply and his whole body is burning with questions.


“Hey, Princess?” He calls out hesitantly.

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