this movie is so weird and horrible that it's actually perfect

20 Questions for Ed Sheeran, January 25, 2017.
  • Interviewer: What's the most exciting thing in life right now?
  • Ed: Uh, the new album. Coming out third of March.
  • Interviewer: What are you completely tired of right now?
  • Ed: Uhh... I dunno. Walking Dead. I can't seem to get into it. I'm on season four and it's just, I haven't-
  • Interviewer: I'm there as well! Which episode are you on right now?
  • Ed: I'm on like episode five? They're all ill and they're coughing up blood, and-
  • Interviewer: Oh, yeah. It gets better though. Keep on watching it bro.
  • Ed: See, everyone's been saying that, but I've watched like sixty episodes now, and I'm like, I can't quite... so yeah, I'm trying to get through it.
  • Interviewer: What song took you the least amount of time to write?
  • Ed: Thinking Out Loud.
  • Interviewer: What's the first thing that you do when you get an idea for a song?
  • Ed: Uhh, I shut the doors and go away from people.
  • Interviewer: If you could teach one subject at a school, what would it be?
  • Ed: Music. I'm actually going back to teach music at my old school soon.
  • Interviewer: Beautiful, I like that. Did you ever have detention during growing up and going to school?
  • Ed: 'Course, all the time.
  • Interviewer: All the time? Every day?
  • Ed: All the time.
  • Interviewer: What's your favorite drink?
  • Ed: Uhhh... beer. Ale. Like ale. Good, good English ale. Does Finland do good ale?
  • Interviewer: I don't know about that. Not so good. It's okay, but I think it's better in England.
  • Ed: Yeah. You can't drink too much of it though 'cause it's so heavy, it just, I just fall asleep. So I have three and I fall asleep. But the first one is like... glorious.
  • Interviewer: What's your favorite food?
  • Ed: ...Fish and chips? I reckon. Fish and chips. If you give me a fish and chips and an ale, pfft, game over. That's my day.
  • Interviewer: That's perfect. That's heaven. What's one thing you need to have in your fridge always? No matter what-
  • Ed: Ketchup.
  • Interviewer: Ketchup? With fish and chips.
  • Ed: I've actually refused to eat fish and chips when there wasn't any ketchup. I just think it's a travesty.
  • Interviewer: I get that. What's your favorite movie of all time?
  • Ed: Goodfellas.
  • Interviewer: Oh that's a good one. Classic. Favorite TV show?
  • Ed: A show called Love/Hate actually. It's an Irish TV show, like Gangland Dublin. It's amazing.
  • Interviewer: What's the funniest thing you've ever read about yourself on the internet?
  • Ed: That I introduced Adele and her husband Simon. Um, 'cause I do - I now - know them, but like when that came out I, well I'd met Adele, but I'd never met Simon. So I don't know how I could've introduced them.
  • Interviewer: Would you love to work with Adele?
  • Ed: Yeah. I don't think anyone's going to work with Adele. I think Adele kind of doesn't want to work with anyone. I think she does her own thing. So yeah, I think I'd say yes but I don't think it would ever happen.
  • Interviewer: What's the best way to relax for Ed Sheeran?
  • Ed: Sleep. Always a good way, yeah.
  • Interviewer: That's what I do as well. Name one thing you can't live without.
  • Ed: Um. My cats.
  • Interviewer: How many cats do you have?
  • Ed: Two. And they're GREAT.
  • Interviewer: Are you thinking about getting a third one?
  • Ed: I think it'd be unfair. They're sisters, so if you add another cat into the mix it might get weird.
  • Interviewer: What scares you the most?
  • Ed: Uh, heights. Yeah.
  • Interviewer: Me too, I'm afraid of heights. Have you ever done a bungee jump?
  • Ed: I did, yeah. I hated it. Have you done it?
  • Interviewer: Really, you did it?! So you've probably beat that then.
  • Ed: No, no it's made it even worse. Even worse, yeah. Never do it.
  • Interviewer: Really? Okay, I'm not gonna do it then. Thanks for the tip man.
  • Ed: Oh god, I'm just remembering falling down that, like oh god, it was horrible.
  • Interviewer: What was your first job?
  • Ed: My first job, I worked in a pub. I washed, I did the washing up in a pub.
  • Interviewer: If you could travel to any place in the whole world, where would you go?
  • Ed: ...Iceland. Iceland again. I love, I love, I love Iceland.
  • Interviewer: So you've been there, like-?
  • Ed: Once. But it was one of the best places I've ever been to.
  • Interviewer: Have you ever been to Finland?
  • Ed: Yeah. I've been to Finland, yeah. I think I played a small show in Finland once.
  • Interviewer: If you were in a boyband, what would the band's name be?
  • Ed: Wrong Direction.
  • Interviewer: [Laughs] Wrong Direction, I love that. What's the best piece of advice you've ever received?
  • Ed: Always be nice to people.
  • Interviewer: That's cool. It works out every time. If you could work with any artist in the world, who would it be?
  • Ed: Beyonce. Beyonce. I have worked with her before, but not on an original song.
  • Interviewer: Could you name three things that make you happy right now? This Wednesday.
  • Ed: Uh, my cats. Pictures of my cats. And hearing about my cats. I like my cats. Three things.
  • Interviewer: [Laughs] What's the biggest no-no purchase you've ever bought?
  • Ed: No-no? Astin Martin. Astin Martin, yeah. I only drove it a couple of times.
  • Interviewer: Really?! How much was it?
  • Ed: It wasn't cheap. I feel like, I felt... I got it, and I felt cool. And then I felt like an idiot. I don't think sports cars are for me.
  • Interviewer: Do you still have it?
  • Ed: I do still have it, yeah. I let my manager's wife drive it. She uses it.
how jack and davey accidentally (and then not) ended up spending all their valentines days together

February 14th 2014


will u hate me if i ask if ur free rn

why would i hate you

i dont want to assume

happy v day

wow jack

i’m actually on two dates right now

mrs doubtfire style

what’s up

she dumped me

on the phone

half an hour ago

come over

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Heartbroken Part 5

Request: Hi Tori! You’re like my favorite author ever. Could you maybe write one where Bucky cheats on the reader, of course she’s heartbroken and when he realizes what he’s done he does everything to get her back? With happy or sad ending, whatever you prefer

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Bucky trying (not really a warning but eh)

A/N: My best friend’s phone was fucking up (I could hear her perfectly fine but she couldn’t hear anything but static) and she told me that she could hear laughter from my end through the static noise and I flipped my shit because I wasn’t laughing. At. All. It was creepy as hell. But anyways, continue on :)

Bucky went the rest of the week not talking to you, not because he didn’t want to talk or be around you but because he was giving you space and because he had been planning on how to gain your trust back.

He couldn’t start big, you know, asking you to have dinner with him or be alone with you in general. He feared you still may not be comfortable around him and just him. He decided to start small.

“Please?” Bucky whined, clasping his hands together as he stood in front of Natasha and Steve.

“What movie are we gonna be watching?” Steve questioned. Bucky didn’t know why he asked, Steve would watch it with them no matter what.

“Burlesque.” he responds.

Natasha groaned. “Ugh but that’s her favorite movie and I hate that movie and then she’s gonna sing literally everything and then I’m gonna want to punch her because she has such an amazing voice and-”

“Hater.” Steve cut Natasha off from her rambling and she glared at him.

“So what do you say?” Bucky asked.

Steve looked at Natasha who pouted and smiled. “We’ll be there.”

“Great!” Bucky exclaimed at the same time Natasha groaned. Again. “I’ll go call her, hopefully she’ll answer and I’ll invite her over. Can you guys set up the living room?”

Steve smiled at his friend who was overly excited. “Yeah we got it pal.”

Bucky nods and runs off to his room. He grabs his phone and dials your number but something dawns on him and he quickly ends the call.

“Maybe this whole thing was a big mistake. I shouldn’t call her. She needs time away from me and I need to give her that.” He tells himself. “Ah, screw it.”

Bucky dials your number again and held the phone up to his hear. He hears the first ring and quickly ends it again.

“What are you doing? Just leave her alone!” he scolds himself. Bucky runs his fingers through his hair as he looked down at your contact. “Fuck it.”

For the third time, he calls you, only to hang up again after the second ring. “That’s it. I’m done. I’m not gonna call her, this was a mistake, she would’ve said no anyways.” he mumbles to himself. Bucky was just about to get up to tell Natasha and Steve it was off when his phone began ringing. He looked at the screen and gulped. It was Y/N.

Without hesitation, Bucky pressed the answer button. “Hello?”

“Hey Bucky.” you say, a little awkward. “Why’d you call?”

Bucky’s face paled. “Um.. It’s not - I just - it’s nothing actually.”

“You called me three times, it’s something.” you state.

Bucky sighed. “I.. Was wondering if you’d like to maybe come over and watch a movie with me?” you open your mouth to respond but he beats you to it. “-well not just me. Steve and Nat will be there to.”

At the mention of Natasha’s name, you calm down a bit. It won’t be awkward with those two with you. “Yeah sure, I’ll be there in ten.”

And sure enough, you were there, laying your head on Natasha’s lap on one couch while Steve and Bucky were on the other. While you were so focused on the movie, singing along with Christina Aguilera to Bound To You, Bucky watched from the opposite couch with a smile on his face.

He loved your voice. The days when you stayed the night together and he’d have nightmares, you would sing him back to sleep. Your voice - how do you even describe such a beautiful sound?

After the movie ended, you called it a night. You hugged Steve then Natasha before moving along to Bucky. You had almost hugged him but stopped yourself from doing so. Would it be too awkward?

Bucky gave you a small smile and waved. “Bye Y/N, see you later.”

You let out a sigh of relief, mentally thanking Bucky for not pushing it. “Yeah, see ya.”

It was like that for a while, he would hang out with you with the others around as to not make it so weird or awkward between the two of you. He didn’t want it to seem like he was forcing you to be around him. Bucky wanted you to be comfortable with his presence, and after a while, you were.

Once he knew you were okay to be around him alone, he decided to level up.

“Hey Y/N.” he says as he walked into Tony’s lab, spotting you at the table with a box full of bunnies in front of you.

With your tight grip on the box, you turn your head to Bucky. “Hey what’s up?”

“Um.. I was.. I’m sorry, what’s up with the bunnies?” he questioned, slowly walking over to you.

“Tony’s trying to make little stupid suits for them. That’s torture!” you respond, looking into the box with loving eyes. “These poor bunnies.”

Bucky thought it over, once, then twice before grabbing the box of bunnies. This startles you and you jump up from your seat, eyeing the brunette.

“Let’s get them out of here then, yeah?” he says, causing a smile to grow on your face. You look around the room and nod, the two of you quickly making your grand escape. When the elevator doors open up to the lobby, you smile, rushing out with Bucky following behind you. Before you made it to the door, Wanda walks in, smiling yet confused to see you with Bucky.

“What’s going on here?” she asked, trying to stay serious but she couldn’t help the smile that was easing its way on her face.

“Saving bunnies, no time to stop and talk. See you later Wanda.” you respond rushing past her but stopping and backing up. “And don’t tell Tony.”

You exit the building and Wanda looks up at Bucky with a smirk. “My question still stands.”

Bucky shrugs. “You heard the woman, saving bunnies.” and with that, he walks out to meet you outside.

“We should probably walk away from the building.” you say, trying to catch your breath. “Wow, I barely ran and I’m out of breath. I need to work out more.”

Bucky laughs, glancing at you ever so often as the two of you walked down the street.

“So what are you gonna do with these bunnies?” Bucky spoke up, half way down the road.

You shrug. “I dunno, keep them and raise them as my children.”

“That’s a good idea.” Bucky chuckled before you suddenly gasp, causing Bucky’s eyes to widen.

“What’ll I do if my apartment has an inspection? My building doesn’t allow pets. Oh no.” you groan.

Bucky thinks quick. “You could drop them off with me.” he suggests. “I’ll sneak them in my room, Tony will never know I have them and besides, no one ever comes in my room except Steve and I know he won’t say anything.”

You think it over for a bit. It should be fine, you consider Bucky to be a friend. Not a good friend or a best friend or even a close friend, but a friend. And friend was enough.

“Yeah, okay.” you nod, continuing your walk.

Bucky then remembers what he was meant to ask you in the first place, before the whole ‘saving bunnies’ thing took off. “Hey do you want to get some coffee with me?”

You let out a laugh at his outburst and he continued. “Actually I really want hot chocolate. The weathers really nice for hot chocolate.”

It really was. It was nearly December so it was pretty chilly outside. Soon they’d have snow falling.

“Aw now I really want hot chocolate too.” you whined, causing Bucky to chuckle.

“Let’s go get some. The bunnies can come too.” he says and you nod, allowing him to lead the way.

“Hey Bucky.” Tony calls out as he entered the kitchen where Bucky was rummaging through the fridge. He stands up straight and closes the fridge door.


“You and Y/N are on good terms, right?” he asked.

“Uh, yeah. Why?” Bucky was now intrigued.

“She left this in the lab the other day. Mind taking it back to her?” Tony held out a jacket and Bucky nods, grabbing the clothing.

Bucky made it to your apartment in record time and knocked on your door.

“One minute!” he could hear you shout before seeing you peek through the little window right next to the door. You open your door and pull him in quickly before shutting and locking the door again.

By the look on your face, something was going on but before Bucky could ask you what was wrong, you spoke.

“Remember when I thought it was a good idea to take care of seven bunnies?” you ask him and he nods. “Well it’s not. It’s a horrible, horrible idea.”

Before he could ask why, seven bunnies come hopping out of your room and into the living room.

“They won’t stay still. One hopped up on the counter and knocked over a plate. I can’t do this.” you say. Bucky held in his laugh as he watched one bunny continuously hop on the curtains until they fell, causing you to let out a frustrated groan.

“Okay, okay, I have an idea.” Bucky spoke.

“I’m listening.”

“We can give them away to people walking along the street.” he says and you ponder over it, tapping your chin in the process.

“For free?” you ask.

“For free.”

“And we’ll give them away to people who look like they’d be the perfect person to love and take care of a bunny?”


You look around, seeing the mess that the bunnies were already making and nod. “Okay, let’s do it.”

Which is how you both ended up on the street, asking people that were passing by if they wanted a free bunny. You had gave away almost all of them, only leaving 2 in the box.

“Hey little boy!” you say, catching the young boys attention. His mother looks at you before they both walk over to you and Bucky. “You want a free bunny?”

“Yeah!” he then looks up at his mother. “Can I have one, please mom, please?”

The mother looks at the bunnies, then at you and Bucky. “Why are you giving them away? Is there something wrong with them?”

“No, there was just too many of them to take care of all at once. I promise you they are completely healthy.” you respond with a smile.

The mother looks down at her child who was smiling up at her with hope in his eyes before nodding. “Okay. You can have one.”

“Yay!” the boy cheers and Bucky reaches into the box, pulling out a bunny and handing it over to the kid.

“Look, I even bought him a little jacket.” you say before standing up straight. Bucky thinks back to just ten minutes ago when you forced him to help you put tiny jackets on all seven bunnies. You didn’t want them to get cold.

“Thank you!” the child grins.

“No, thank you.” you respond. “Have a nice day.”

They walk away and you look down at the last bunny. His fur was white. Completely white, no specks of black or gray or any other color for that matter.

“Six down, one to go.” Bucky says, bending down to pick up the bunny but you stop him. “What is it?”

“I think I’ll keep this one.” you say.

“You sure?” he asked, looking up at you from his position on the floor.

“Yeah.” you pick up the bunny and smile. “His name is Winter.”

Bucky stands up and throws away the now empty box before strolling over to you. “Alright well let’s get you and Winter back up to your apartment. It’s freezing out here.” he says, placing his hand on your back as he gently pushed you over to your building door.

“Thanks for helping me, Bucky.” you say, not taking your eyes off of Winter.

Bucky smiles. “No problem.”

A/N: jeez this was pretty long, I kinda got carried away.


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Brown Sugar (USA, 2002)

Predictions: Well, we had to look this movie up because it was a replacement/suggestion movie, so Kat remembered the plot and could not make a prediction. Alex, happily, had totally forgotten, so she predicted that this movie was about two rival pastry chefs who fall in love despite their competing businesses.

Plot: Taye Diggs and Sanaa Lathan first discover their mutual love of hip-hop as children. Flash forward almost twenty years, and Sanaa Lathan is now the hip-hop reviewer for the LA Times, while Taye Diggs works at a big record label in New York. They are still best friends, and Sanaa Lathan is moving back to New York to be the editor-in-chief of a…hip-hop magazine?? (Note: we know nothing about hip-hop, so a lot of this movie was a little beyond us.) She’s also, on the side, apparently, writing a book about her love of “hip-hop” (read: Taye Diggs).

They reunite at a party, where Taye Diggs also decides to propose to his fancy lawyer girlfriend, whom he met like a hot second ago. Fancy Lawyer Girlfriend is beautiful, but Sanaa Lathan is like, idk, this seems like a bad idea, no reason, just normal friend feelings that I have. And Taye Diggs is like, WHAT? You’re totally mistaken! She’s perfect. So he marries her. But not before he and Sanaa Lathan accidentally make out, whoops. How might that accidentally happen, one wonders? Maybe because every time they hug it’s like, for an hour. Normal friend stuff.

Anyway, then Sanaa Lathan starts going out with a basketball player (who has hilarious aspirations of being a rapper, side note), and they get engaged, and Taye Diggs is not psyched, even though he is still married. Meanwhile, Taye Diggs – tired of being a sell-out – has quit his job to start his own record label, a venture that Sanaa Lathan fully supports, but Fancy Lawyer Wife does not. But maybe this is partly because Taye Diggs did not consult Fancy Lawyer Wife in the slightest before quitting his job, and then after he did quit immediately ran off to talk to Sanaa Lathan about it, instead of his spouse. Also, maybe his wife supported the idea of him having, you know, any money ever. Whaaaaat.

Eventually, Taye Diggs catches Fancy Lawyer Wife cheating on him, so that marriage falls apart, and Taye Diggs and Sanaa Lathan do some normal friend stuff to cope with it. By which we mean, they have sex. Taye Diggs, who has always been into Sanaa Lathan, is like, OBVIOUSLY THIS IS HOW IT WAS ALWAYS MEANT TO BE!!!! But Sanaa Lathan is like, nope, jk, still marrying Basketball Player. They do not talk for a while, as you might imagine. But she ends up breaking off her engagement anyway, because Basketball Player is not as dumb as he seemed and knows she’s, like, just not that into him. Sanaa Lathan rushes to find Taye Diggs, but she unfortunately conveniently spots him sharing a moment with Fancy Lawyer Ex-Wife, so…that scuppers that.

Then one day, Sanaa Lathan publishes her book and is on the radio promoting it – coincidentally on the same radio program that Taye Diggs’s client Mos Def’s song is debuting on – and Taye Diggs hears her talking about her love of “hip-hop,” aka him. He calls in, and they confess their love for each other via the phone, while he rushes to the station in a cab. They make up (and out) (obv).

Best Scene: So, there was a whole subplot with Taye Diggs wanting to sign Mos Def and Mos Def being like, eh, pass; but then, after Taye Diggs quits the sell-out label, they become pals. Mos Def joins Taye Diggs at a New Year’s party at Queen Latifah’s (so many famous music people in this movie, you guys…!), and Basketball Player confesses to Mos Def that he harbors dreams of being a rapper. Would Mos Def be Basketball Player’s mentor???? Mos Def does not want to. Mos Def judges Basketball Player real hard. It’s funny.

Worst Scene: At the sell-out label, Taye Diggs was forced to work with a black/white duo that called themselves the “Hip-Hop Dalmatians.” Every time they appeared on screen, we were just like…no. Just no.

Best Line: “Oh, shit, we ain’t never gonna eat now.” – Mos Def, voicing what we, too, would feel, if we were at a party at Queen Latifah’s with wings and crab cakes, and suddenly total stranger Basketball Player was like, hey everyone, I’m gonna propose now, before dinner. NO. FOOD FIRST.

Worst Line: Ummmm. While Taye Diggs and Sanaa Lathan’s friendship was very charming, their declarations of romance often left something to be desired. Just…too cheesy. So hard to choose a line. So many of them were so cheesy. Also, everything said by the Hip-Hop Dalmatians was abominable.

Highlights of the Watching Experience: Well, tbh, it was just nice to watch a true romcom starring black people that was not horrible. While we might not really have been its target audience (see: total lack of hip-hop knowledge), we still appreciated sighting many of our pet romcom tropes in the wild: people pretending to be just friends when they’re clearly in love, people acting like a couple and then being shocked that other people perceive them that way, and our new fave, the super-long platonic hug.

How Many POC in the Film: Almost everyone, and good-looking ones, too. Hooray!

Alternate Scenes: Here’s the thing about romcoms. There’s always the good part of the romcom (the part with them hanging out together, denying their feelings) and the whatever part of the romcom (the part with their job subplot, or whatever). This movie was maybe a touch heavy on the latter, although we did greatly enjoy Mos Def. We also wished that there had been a little more “com” to go with the “rom” between Taye Diggs and Sanaa Lathan. Perhaps a few more scenes with them charmingly bantering, rather than being so moody and troubled.

Was the Poster Better or Worse than the Film: Probably worse. The poster, while charmingly autumnal in its color scheme, raises some questions. Specifically, okay, at first you just think she’s hugging him from behind – how cute! Are they a couple? Are they friends? Look at Taye Diggs in his classy V-neck! But then, upon closer inspection…WHAT is Sanaa Lathan doing with her leg?? Wow, guys. This is some totally normal, platonic shit.

Score: 6.5 out of 10 platonic smooches. This movie disappointed us slightly, because the premise (two friends who are clearly in love, and everyone but them knows it) is one of our favorite tropes, but the execution was not as delightful as we might have hoped. It was…definitely a romcom, and yet some of the scenes had shades of romantic drama, which was weird. Occasionally it felt like Taye Diggs and Mos Def were starring in a romantic comedy, while Sanaa Lathan was auditioning for a moody indie film. Nonetheless, a solid score and a reasonably entertaining platonic makeout-fest.

Ranking: 20, out of the 80 movies we’ve seen so far. Not bad! While we were slightly bored at times, at least they actually got together, unlike in How to Be Single. (What garbage. Still mad.)

anonymous asked:

Do whatever you want just make it about Tendou lolololol

Yay! I did a bunch of assorted, random headcanons for my lizard boy
Hope you like them, anon! ♡

1. His s/o asked him to do the infamous “back paintings” with her once. While she painted an eagle with galaxy wings on his back, he drew a giant dick made out of pepe’s. Gotta love Satori.

2. He runs one of those meme blogs with 10,000+ followers.

3. He’s really touch deprived, so he melts at the slightest bit of affection. (Especially back scratches)

4. Prefers cuddles over sex any day. He’s kind of weird when he cuddles too, he’ll wrap all his gangly limbs around his s/o and just… trap them there. Speaking of cuddles, dates where him and his s/o just cuddle on the couch and watch movies are his absolute favorite.

5. His fashion sense is kinda… bad. Some days, he’ll wear khakis with a maroon sweatshirt and he looks amazing, but others, he’ll just wear the baggiest sweatpants known to man and an anime t-shirt and god, for a guy who goes to the best academy in Miyagi you would think he would dress a little bit better.

6. Spends more time on his hair than anyone on the team. He’s grown a bit insecure over the years, and if his hair doesn’t look ‘perfect’, he freaks out.

7. He’s really insecure about everything, actually. Most of the time, he’s pretty at ease with himself, but if he fails at something, whether it be a game, or school work, or anything in general, he falls into a pit of self loathing. All the haunting memories of his elementary/middle school years come rushing back at him, and it usually takes him a week or so to fall back into equilibrium.

8. When he falls into said slumps, he really craves positive attention. Whether it be from his teammates, or his s/o. (He’s a tad like Bokuto, really. Although, the only difference is, his emotions are a lot more stable and he’s better at hiding his sadness. Although, Semi tends to be really good at telling when he’s upset, because he had the tendency to cut back on sardonic remarks.)

9. He’s been to so many anime cons, although he doesn’t cosplay. Although, his s/o forced him into a Hisoka cosplay once, and it did not disappoint.
10. He has a bad habit of forgetting to sleep. He’ll just be in bed, looking at his phone and before he realizes it, it’s six o'clock and he has to get up for school. He hates himself for it, but continues to do it all the time.

11. When he actually does sleep, he’s errating. He never stays in one position, and its a nightmare when he sleeps with his s/o. The blanket ends up on the floor, his s/o gets kicked at least twice, he drools a bit, but for some reason, his s/o still finds it adorable.

12. Since he’s old enough, after the Shiratorizawa vs Karasuno match, he got a small eagle tattoo on his collarbone to represent the freedom he had when he was at the academy.
(I have a whole story based off this, I’ll post it if somebody requests it.)

13. He’s really bad at video games. Like horrible. He can play games like Danganronpa and Ao Oni, but that’s as far as he goes.

14. Since Shiratorizawa is basically a boarding school, in the beginning of their third year, Tendou, Reon, Yamagata, Ushijima and Eita got their pick of a huge dorm, and ended up living together until the end. Of course, as the year progressed, the idea seemed stupider and stupider by the day, but none of them gave up on it, even if Tendou and Yamagata drew dicks on everybody’s face when they were sleeping.

15. He has a bearded dragon named “Gaara” because when he first got it, it loved to bury itself in the sand in its terrarium. (Plus, it was a good excuse to name a pet after an anime character)

♡ ♡ ♡

Celebrity Crush (Luke Hemmings Imagine)

Originally posted by lipringsandsnapbacks

Summary: Actress!Y/N and Luke both have a (celeb) crush on each other, and during an interview, the host makes things slightly awkward for Y/N.

Requested: Yeahh

Warnings: Swearing, but not much tbh

A/N: First of all Luke looks so frickin perfect in this gif. Second, sorry this took forever to write (I changed the request a lil bit hope that’s cool) and finally, this hasn’t been proof-read as usual :) enjoy ‘n’ gimme feedback x

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Ice Skating

Anonymous said to crushimaginesx:
Heyya can you write an imagine about that you act like you don’t like each other but c/n gets jealous when an other boy is like flirty touching you … I don’t know if you already did one like this but I really like those stories idk why

You walk into the ice skating rink. It was a typical summers day outside; extremely hot. Stepping into the rink was an amazing feeling. It was nice and cold especially after being in the hot weather for so long. 

Your hand accidentally slides past c/n’s hands for a while, and that can’t help but putting a small smile onto your lips. You hire your skates, and place them on. Surprisingly, a perfect fit. You had skated a few times in your life, but you were definitely not a professional. 

You step onto the ice, still holding onto the sides. You slide your skates on the ice once, and you know that you are going to fall. C/n blasts off ahead of you. 

“Um, wow? Since when was [c/n] this good at skating?” you say in shock. He was an amazing skater. And it was satisfying watching him quickly skate round the rink. 

“Well, we both do ice hockey,” f/n says. 

“How did I not know that? Wow!” you say, yours eyes still locked on c/n. You watch his skates speed across the ice like it’s not hard at all. He finished his second lap of the rink, and slides back to where you and f/n/1 were. 

“Where did that come from,” you ask with a grin on your lips. 

“Oh you know, just a natural,” he gives you that beautiful smile, which causes you to nearly lose you balance. But you were still holding onto the sides. 

“You okay there?” he asks with a laugh.

“Nearly lost my balance there,” you smile. You slowly move your skates along the ice, barely actually skating. You notice c/n watching you from the corner of your eyes, but you try your hardest not to notice it, because it’s just making you more nervous than you are now. 

You let go of the sides, and attempt to properly skate, but before you know it you feel yourself falling, but you fall into someone’s arms around you before you do. You turn around to see f/n. 

“Perfect timing,” he says. 

“You saved my life!” you say sarcastically with a smirk, “Thank you.”

“Anytime,” he smiles. 

“Hey, where’d c/n go? He was here a second ago,” you say looking around for him, but spot him a few metres ahead of you. 

“He’s all the way done there,” he says, looking at c/n.

“He’s fast.”

“You need help with skating?” he asks. 

“Ah yes! I’m horrible.”

“You’re not too bad”.

“Yeah, no,  I’m horrible,” you laugh, and find your gaze unintentionally back at c/n without even trying. To your surprise, he’s looking back at you, but he doesn’t have any sort of emotion anywhere. You give him a small smile, but he just skates off. ‘What did I do to piss him off?’ you think. 

“You like him?” f/n says with a grin. 

“Uh, what, what are you talking about? I don’t like…? Um,” you stutter.

F/n laughs, “Yeah, sure you don’t, it’s so obvious.”

“Oh. Is it really that obvious?”

“Very. For me anyway,” he responds.

“For you? Why?” you ask curious. 

“I just know these things, you could say…I’m cupid. I’m good at noticing these things.”

“I see,” you smile, “but he probably hates me.”

“Why are you guys so blind? Trust me, he doesn’t hate you,” he chuckles, which sends hope through you. But you still aren’t sure of it, “Go talk to him.”

“And what exactly do I say?” 


“What, and do I chase him around the rink or something?” you laugh, and he laughs back.

“Yeah, if that’s what has to be done,” he grins.

“Sure,” you smile, and to that you attempt to skate like a normal person would. 

After an hour of skating around the rink, you notice how much better you had become. You had gained more speed, and you felt like you had something accomplished. Even though you were still horrible, you could at least skate without having to hold onto the sides. 

C/n overlaps you for the billionth time, but this time, you call for his name. You watch as he skids to a stop, and glides towards you. 

“Yeah?” he smiles, except the smile seemed so…forced? 

“Uh, um. Hey,” you open your mouth, and try to find a way to say something, but it doesn’t happen. You just struggle to say things, and its just comes out as this weird jumble of words. 

“Hey,” he laughs, “you’ve gotten so much better at skating.”

“Thanks, but I’ll never be as good as you.”

“Thanks [y/n], but don’t deny the fact that your amazing,” he smiles. 

You look down at your skates, hiding your smile. 

“God,” he whispers. You look up at him.


“I can’t believe how beautiful you are.”

You lips immediately transform into a smile, which you can’t control. Your cheeks boil up, he called you beautiful

“Thank you,” you whisper barely able to make out any proper words. 

“[y/n], can I tell you something?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“I like you, and I always have. I don’t know, I just wanted to tell you. Even if you’re into [f/n]. I just want you to know that.”

“I’m not into f/n,” you say confused, but happy and excited at the same time. You could feel your stomach doing these excited flips in your stomach. He LIKES YOU, “I like you, [c/n], no one else.”

“What? What about all that laughing and…”

“That was nothing,” you smile at him. The next things you knew, you were kissing. It wasn’t something you had expected. Your crushes never liked you back, it was always just a one way thing, where you like them, and they liked some other beautiful, funny girl. Someone that was the opposite of you. You watched all of these moments that would happen in movies, but it never happened in real life. But now now it was all happening. 

You seperate from the kiss, and nearly stumble back. He was still holding onto you, so when you fell, he fell. 

You both laugh, “Whoops,” you grin. He doesn’t say anything, he just kisses you again. In the middle of a ice skating rink. In front of everyone. But for the first time, it really didn’t matter anymore what other people thought. Because you just wanted that moment to happen like it was happening then, and there. 

Another pick-up line? || Stiles Stilinski

kinda inspired by smooth stilinski (this series by truealqha that you should totally check out bcs its hilarious)
Also freshman!Stiles 


You walked into your first class, chemistry. Today, you were starting highschool and you were very worried about it.

“Is this place taken?” you asked 

“No” the girl smiled

You sat next to a girl with strawberry blonde hair and to her side, one guy was staring at her while the other one looked scared to start class

“hey there” you heard the guy with the buzz cut say 

She simply looked up at him and then back to her phone, continuing to text 

“Did we have class together, because I swear we’ve had chemistry” he said and she continued to ignore him which made you chuckle

“What?” he asked looking at you

“The line isn’t gonna work, we’re in chemistry and it’s the first day of school” you said 

“Technicalities” He said and another laugh left your mouth 

“I told you so” his friend said “By the way, I’m Scott and he’s Stiles” 

“Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N” you smiled before the teacher walked into class

A few days later, you were in the middle of class when stiles called on the girl next to you “Lydia” he whisper-yelled

She ignored him and so he continued to call her “What?” she finally said 

“Are you related to yoda?” he asked and she sighed “Because yodalicious” 

You choked on a laugh “Star wars pick-up line?” you raised your eyebrow at him “You’re seriously desperate”

“Okay then, Mrs.pick-up-line-pro” he said “how about you try a pick-up line out” 

The bell rang, as in perfect timing for you to escape “I’m no pro, but you can do better Stiles” you said and left class

Weeks passed and each day, stiles would try to tell you a pick-up line, but you were still not impressed our usually knew the line already 

“Hey Y/N” you heard call as he ran to catch up with you in the parking lot

“Hi Stiles” you said looking at the boy that you were slowly developing a crush on

“are you a parking ticket?” he asked, and you rolled your eyes

“Why? Because I’ve got fine written all over me?” you asked

“And here I thought I was original” he mumbled sarcastically and you chuckled

When you reached the bus station you stopped to face him “So uhm.. are you doing anything tonight?”

“me and scott are going to Jackson’s party, you’re invited right?” he stopped when he saw the bus coming

“Yeah, I’ll see you tonight then” you saw him smile before you entered the bus 


Entering the party made you feel uneasy, it was your first high school party and you had hardly made any new friends. 

Five minutes into the party and somebody had already spilled a drink on your dress making you even more annoyed

You ran to the bathroom but while doing so you also ran into stiles

“What’s the rush?” Stiles asked following you as you walked to the bathroom and tried cleaning your dress 

“I’m kinda busy here” you said trying to wipe the liquid away but failing, which made you groan 

“I can give you-” Stiles started but you were too annoyed for his jokes right now 

“I’m not in the mood for pick-up lines, stiles. Can you hang on?” you said

“Actually” he took off his jacket “I was going to offer you this but since you asked, I always have a pick-up line with me”

you lowered your face and blushed with embarrassment “I can’t hold on because I’ve already fallen for you” he said and you smiled

“That’s a new one” you laughed

“I know, I’m getting better at these” he chuckled

the two of you walked out of the bathroom and earned a few weird looks from people around you making you more uncomfortable 

“I think I’m going to head home” you said “It’s a few blocks away, so I’ll walk”

“Great, Then I’ll walk with you”


The two of you left the party in silence, tonight was horrible for you and you wanted nothing but to sit home and watch a movie

“Hey baby” Stiles said stopping in his tracks and you knew a pick-up line was coming your way any minute

“Yeah?” you stopped walking too

“Well shit” he said “You’re so beautiful I forgot my pick-up line”

you blushed but quickly realized it was the actual line “I can officially say I’m impressed with how far this stupid pick lines have come” you said “I almost fell for it”

Stiles’s smile fell off his face

“You know Y/N, I need to tell you something” his voice sounded very serious which was new to you “I actually seriously like you”

your lips parted, you were shocked and couldn’t even reply to his bluntness

“I can’t hide it anymore okay?” His eyes and his were still locked “Jokes aside, I seriously like you”

“Stiles I..” Every word you wanted to say suddenly became hard for you to pronounce

“It’s fine if you’ll reject me, I just needed you to know this because I’m getting sick of coming up with pick up lines. Truth is, I said the first one to lydia as a dare from Scott, but it caught your attention and I’m sick of acting” he rambled “I just– please tell me– say anything”

The look on his face broke you, you realized that he went out of his way for you and that he was worth it “I can’t” you answered him before pressing your lips to his “Stiles, you’re amazing” you admitted when you broke apart

he smirked “not as amazing as—”

“don’t” you chuckled before kissing him again

Thoughts on Batman V Superman (it’s pretty bad)

Originally posted by giphy


I went into Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice with low expectations. Like, about as low as they could possibly get.

Critics and creators I respect have said it’s really bad or that it’s so divergent from the characters its based on as to be unrecognizable. Friends I know said it was bad. But even still, my morbid curiosity about it got the better of me. I had to know for myself: Just how bad is this movie?

Worse than I could have imagined, but kinda amusing in its own way.

Originally posted by thecityoftomorrow

Bottom Line:

All the best scenes and dialogue from BvS are shown in its many trailers, and I mean ALL of them. There is NOTHING compelling in this movie that isn’t available online for free. Just watch that over again.

I swear to you, your brain will fill in the rest of the movie with more interesting scenes and ideas than what’s in the actual film. It’ll make more sense, and probably be less insulting and contemptible that what’s on screen in BvS.

Originally posted by selofain

My Initial Reaction:

Moviebob’s vitriolic rant of a review? That wasn’t just hyperbole. This movie is as sour and morose an experience as he described. Almost nothing about its story or its locations is established, character motivations don’t make sense, there’s a bunch of glaring plot holes, and the action is so goofy that it would be schlocky and fun if the characters weren’t so dour and joyless.

This movie is bad when judged on its own merits. It’s a weirdly paced, oddly structured mess that relies more on dream sequences than it does on actual character interaction. It’s a story told by “visual oriented” filmmakers who leave all the character interactions and dialogue feeling awkward or lifeless. It’s a series of well-made trailers/music videos that’ve been horribly stretched into an overlong movie.

This movie is SO much worse as an adaptation of DC Comics superheroes. It utterly misses the point of Superman, and it presents a ‘Dark Knight Returns’ version of Batman but without any of the context or history that made that character great.

For context, I unironically love the character of Superman. 

  • I love Superman as a gay icon. Clark’s dual identity of the mild-mannered reporter VS the bright, colourful, empowered hero is a powerful symbol for being in the closet.
  • I love Superman as an analogy for the world as seen by immigrants to the US: A literal immigrant raised on the virtues of the “American Way”, growing up to embody the absolute best of those virtues as an exemplar to the world.
  • I love that Superman is the perfect combination of “you can’t tell me what to do” childish power fantasy and “I always do the right and moral thing” example for children.
  • I love that, to me and countless others, Superman is a character who makes “doing the right thing” seem cool and empowering. ‘Doing the right thing’ versus ‘being a badass’ is almost never cool in modern fiction, but characters like Superman and The Doctor (Doctor Who) make it seem cool.
  • I love that he’s one of the few superheroes who has a good family that is there for him. A superhero who isn’t motivated by guilt, or tragedy, or a dark past, or destiny, or a tragic fate. Superman chooses to save people. He chooses to be a good man, and that choice is informed by him having parents who love and support him.

Both the Clark Kent and Superman characters in this film are almost sociopathic. Clark’s scenes with Lois make him seem inhuman and imposing, and as Superman he’s every bit the grim, frightening alien that Batman believes him to be. 

He threatens to kill Batman at least twice. I feel like his default inclination is to threaten his enemies with death. He’s a monster! 

That’s a version of the character that is so far removed from my understanding and appreciation of him that it’s completely alienating. Blech! I kinda hate it. 

Originally posted by gameraboy

My Feelings Later:

The movie isn’t all bad. I mean, it’s terrible, but it’s got its moments.

The casting was mostly good. Ben Affleck makes a great Bruce Wayne in the public, for what little we see of him being Bruce Wayne. Henry Cavill definitely looks the part of both Clark Kent and Superman. I want to see way more of Jeremy Irons as Alfred. Irons and Affleck have definitely sold me on the idea of a new solo Batman movie with the two of them.

Gal Gadot steals every scene she’s in as Wonder Woman, which is admittedly only one. Her reveal is so bombastic, she looks like she’s walked out of Snyder’s 300. I’m definitely interested in seeing more.  

The action in the film is so schlocky and weird and dumb, that thinking about it after the fact makes me giggle:

  • Batman apparently has an entirely ‘tire-based’ workout. Lifting tires, smashing tires with sledgehammers, dragging tires on ropes, doing chin ups with tires. It’s the “Bat Tire Workout”, and its goofy as fuck. 
  • There’s a bit where Batman rips a bathroom sink off of a wall and bludgeons Superman in the face with it while shouting. Then he spins Superman around on a rope, smashing him into walls. It’s pure schlock.
  • The President of the US orders a nuclear attack on Doomsday/Superman, but he’s does so via teleconference with all his dialogue shown as shots of a phone on a table. The whole time I’m thinking: “Oh, they elected a phone as a President! President Phone! Lookit the president resting on the table there. You show president phone some respect!”
  • Aquaman looks like a cranky old man barbarian in his brief reveal. He brandishes a trident at a submarine, as if to say “You damn kids, get away from my sunken ship!” 

This movie is so dumb. I kinda loved these goofy bits though.

When it isn’t frustrating or making me mad, I’ll bet BvS is a schlocky bad-movie masterpiece on par with Batman and Robin.

Originally posted by prettyboysbrokenhearts

The Big Takeaway:

Batman V Superman strikes me as a film made by people (Zack Snyder, David Goyer, Chris Terrio) who don’t really have any appreciation for Superman beyond being a messianic figure who can do punching real good.

The filmmakers never show Superman being a “good guy”. The montage of him saving people is framed against scenes of destruction and hopelessness. People literally look up at him in awe and fear while VO of news reports speculate on whether Superman is actually helping people.

Superman, a character often used as an optimistic and positive contrast to Batman’s dark and fear-inspiring presence, is presented in BvS as a psychopath who we’re only told stands for good.

It’s incredibly telling that the only point in the movie where other characters are inspired by Superman are at his funeral, once he’s dead and buried

As if to say “Superman can only be a positive force in people’s lives once he’s gone. He’s only valuable as a hero when we refer to him in the past tense, as a memory. We don’t want to have to deal with him in our movie(s) unless he’s causing destruction”.

Fuck this movie so hard.

SUMMER/BEACH/VACATION [Sterek Support Package]

What better theme for the Sterek Support Network’s July rec package than summer? Here are some of our members’ favorite fics and fanart that deal with the beach, vacation, and other summer themes. Enjoy!


The Newlywed Game [M] [19,569] Captain_Loki

Stiles is (still) single when the pack’s getaway to the Caribbean comes by (oh misplaced optimism); lucky for him Derek is committed to being uncommitted and even after all these years is still powerless against Stiles’ unique forms of persuasion.

Cue a romantic getaway for two: sun, sand, and sarcasm abound…and the two roped into competing in the Resort’s version of the Newlywed game. Only it’s completely obvious it’s going to end in disaster. Probably homicide.

Most probably homicide.

Plot twist: It doesn’t.

I love this fic so much, it’s kind of my headcanon that Stiles and Derek know the ins and outs of each other. Also it has some pack feels and silliness all around. :) - rooming-with-a-narwhal

So this fic is one of my absolute favorites!! I mean derek and stiles are competing against married couples while in a fake relationship to play the game and they just work so well together no matter what and I love it… what I am saying is it is its cute and funny and if you havent you should read it - rocketshipposey

Derek Hale’s Very Bad, No Good (Nice) Summer [T] [37622] stilinskisparkles

“I’m going to kill you,” Derek says to his brother sourly.

“Darling, please, no death threats when you’re off to camp.”

“At camp?”

Talia smirks, “Keep them quiet, at least.”

I love stilinskisparkles fics a ton and I seem to rec them all the time, but seriously they are all amazing!! This one casts the entire hale family (+scott) as addams family esque characters and derek is forced to go to summer camp with stiles made-of-sunshine stilinski and so its all super funny!! my favorite part of this fic is how ALL of the characters interact with each other! - rocketshipposey

Past The Breakers [E] [40729] by thepsychicclam

fanart by Takkun

Stiles and Scott get summer jobs at the exclusive Seawolf Beach Resort, and the last thing Stiles expects is to start taking surf lessons from the hot lifeguard. 

A gorgeous summer fic. The setting and characters are beautiful, the angst and fluff is wonderful and the smut delicious. Plus, naked surfing Derek? Yes please! - stilinskiandthewolf

First of all it is hand-drawn?! Which is so awesome, it is so pretty and the style is amazing. It starts with a gorgeous drawing of the ocean and ends with cute sterek all cuddled up. I love it! - rooming-with-a-narwhal

Move a Mountain [E] [69006] ZainClaw

Stiles goes camping with his friends in New Mexico after graduation where they befriend a biker gang led by Derek: a guy whom Stiles can’t decide if he will be either relieved or devastated to never see again once their week is up.

This fic is actual perfection I absolutely adore everything about it. It’s got everything you need in a fic; fluff, smut, angst and a wonderful ending. - stilinskiandthewolf

God, I love this fic so much. It’s always on my read list whenever I go on vacation. - @kilaem

I adore everything about this fic! It has biker!Derek, post-graduation camping, and a dog named Yoda. There’s also a soundtrack and associated art to make this a well-rounded experience. - prettygirlbpd

To Navigate Your Seas [E] [26010] alisvolatpropiis

Derek is a beach bum/surfer; Stiles is his new neighbor. Feels ensue.

Beautifully written AU. I love the characterisation of Stiles and Derek and the setting is amazing. I can’t get enough of beach bum/surfer Derek! - stilinskiandthewolf

Mermaider [M] [15517] nothing_left_sacred

“So what you’re saying is; you’re a mermaid princess.” Erica concluded.

“Yes, clearly. That is what I am saying. Thank you for putting it so concisely.” Stiles sassed, frowning at her. He wasn’t fucking Ariel; this was so far from being a Disney movie it wasn’t even funny.

Or the one where a perfectly normal Beach Vacation escalates way too quickly, because this is Stiles’ life.

Hysterically funny with a perfect touch of angst and feels! - stilesbansheequeen

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anonymous asked:

Describe their perfect date with their s/o?

Sorry for the delay, anon! we made it maybe a little bit too long but hope you enjoy it~

Tamaki: He had gone crazy thinking of the perfect date, he had to do this right. In the end, it was you who had asked him out, noticing that he had way too much trouble doing it (mostly because he always turned into a blushing and mumbling mess, trying to be princely but failing epically). That’s why this had to be absolutely PERFECT. Dinner in an expensive restaurant and then you two were going to the theater, Kyoya had been the one who organized that so that there weren’t going to be any problems. So the blonde put on a suit, bought a bouquet of flowers and even let his maids (who had already seen you around a few times and totally shipped you with him) put a little bit of makeup, just to make sure.

Still, standing on your doorway bouquet in hand Tamaki realized that the only mistake he had made (which also happened to be the one who you would always tease him about) was to tell you the dress-code, so it was quite a surprise when you looked up at him wearing a suite while you were wearing jeans and shirt with the logo of one of those things you were always talking about. Luckily for him, you just decided to laugh it off. Leaving the bouquet in the house you left off for the night on his limo.

Flash forward after the date, you were both again at your doorway, dinner had been excellent and the show gave you even more things to laugh about. During all the evening, you to have been flirting, but Tamaki now seemed to feel more comfortable around you, or at least comfortable enough for not repeating the lame excuses for flirting he used in the club. You were both now outside your house, a couple of centimeters for each other and you had to admit that you were quite surprised by how he decided to take the initiative for your first kiss, or so you would have if what happened back when he tried to ask you out wasn’t repeating itself right there in front of you. Your future boyfriend was again a blushing mess, mumbling about how good you looked and about other stuff which included the good old ‘It really IS hot in here, isn’t it?’ so you just decided to take the initiative one more time and to kiss him.

“Guess it’s always gotta be me the one who makes the first move, huh?” You said, laughing and left into your house, looking back one more time to find him covering his face with one hand, hiding himself from the blush, before closing the door.

Kyoya: You started regretting showing Kyoya your favorite band right after you noticed how weird its music was. You nervously looked at him. He was serious. Concentrated. “It’s not bad.” Was all he had to say about your favorite song, to then unplug the earbud to continue with his writing of whatever-there-was-on-that-book. You were thankful of the fact that you didn’t tell him that those were your faves, he might have thought you were weird…This was all soon forgotten about this when two days later he made you stay with him on the club after school to ask you out. “There’s this thing I want to show you and I think you’ll really like it. So if you are free Saturday night, we can go together and call it a date!” Was exactly what he said, his smile, smoothness and your curiosity for the event where the things that made you accept. Well, those things and the fact that you liked him more than a baker likes bread. That’s a lot.

Saturday night, you were at the door of a club with a huge line in front of you, but that didn’t matter in the least. Why didn’t it matter? That was because you were right next to your crush in the line to see your favorite band’s recital. This was the tenth time within five minutes that you asked him how did he know that that was your favorite band (as you didn’t tell him in the club), and it was the tenth time within five minutes that he yet again reminded you “I know EVERYTHING”.

“Okay, Mr.Smooth,” you said this time, using the new nickname you’ve given him, “if you know everything, what’s 128√e980?” He answered some weird thing you don’t remember nor know if it’s right, but it made you shut up. After a little while of waiting a man who apparently knows Kyoya approached both of you and led you straight into the club, without having to stand in line. That was the moment you understood why all the hosts asked him for help when organizing their dates: He has contacts.

The music was blasting and you couldn’t restrain yourself from singing (more like shouting but whatever) at the top of your lungs and dancing in that weird way of yours. You laughed while dancing and turned to your crush, who was already looking at you, laughing for your weird moves. You took his hands although the song was about to finish and tried to force him to dance. When you were about to accomplish it, or to give up, the song ended and by the speakers the main vocal of the band made a quick announcement: “This song was requested for Y/N from your future boyfriend, enjoy!” And your favorite song started playing. You turned and kissed him in the middle of your fangirling, leaving Mr. Smooth little time to be shocked before you broke the kiss.

“How did you know?” You asked him, screaming into his ear so he could hear you above all that music.

“Didn’t I already tell you that I know EVERYTHING?” He joked. Needless to say, he had to dance this one song with you.

Hikaru: It was inspiring the determination that Hikaru had on getting you that Teddy Bear. You had been standing there for ten minutes aprox. and he wasn’t even getting close on winning the goddamn game about the clown and the water gun, you know, that typical game you play on amusement parks. You actually hated the game, that clown have always given you the creeps when it appeared on movies, but Hikaru wanted to play it as a part of your amusement park experience with him. Although he was completely absorbed into the game, eyes on the goal, this was the most fun you’ve had in a date. You’ve had been walking around the place for about an hour now, and you had eaten as much cotton candy as any human is physically able to. He showed you all of the games, making sure you had fun at all of them and buying you all the food you wanted. This was your first time in an amusement park, and he wanted to make it memorable. So you waltzed your way through the park laughing and joking having the best time ever. “You never went to an amusement park Y/N-chan?!” He had asked dramatically shocked when you mentioned it on the club, around the usual customers. “Guess I’ve got to be the one taking you to your first one, then!” You should have guessed for his smile at that moment that he was asking you out on a date, but only you did realize when you were eating your second cotton candy with him. You were now finishing, alone, your fifth one while you watched him play. You threw the stick on to a bin once you were over to get down to business.

“You’re doing it wrong!” You told your crush as you took the water gun from his hands and firing perfectly and the clown’s mouth, earning the teddy bear for yourself. “This is how you do it..” You turned to Hikaru who was stunned at how easily you won the game, also kind of scared of your great control over water guns. After 15 long seconds you began to blush and put the gun back where it belonged.

“You’re perfect.” He announced, taking you to the next ride. The roller coaster.

Flash forward 3 horrible loops and multiple moments which made your heart almost stop; you were reaching the end, slowly getting to the highest point of the ride. Front seat isn’t as great as it seemed back then. “Hey, can I ask you something?” Hikaru asked while you were slowly advancing, building climax.

Now?” You were astonished, thinking he was joking.

“Yes, now.” You nodded, giving him the OK sign. “Would you like to be my-?” Before he could finish, the peak was reached and the roller coaster went down at maximum speed, going again though the holy trinity or loops and finishing where it started. You stumbled your way out of the cart laughing, being dizzy in a whole new level. You tripped over something, but luckily Hikaru caught you before you hit the ground. You hugged him as tight as you possible could.

“Yes, I’d love to.”

Kaoru: He wanted to use the date as a way of knowing you better, so he decided that you two were going to a beach and you’d have a picnic looking at the stars. At first, you weren’t really sure about this, but your insecurity was soon forgotten when you saw how much effort he had put into decorating the place where you were going to eat. The place was full of little lights and the food was already set up, you later were told that Hikaru had been looking out for the food while you two made your way to the date. You were also told that he left as soon as you two arrived, but you weren’t so sure of that or the fact that he was the only member of the host club there, aside from Kaoru. Putting that aside, it was dreamy kind of date, the kind of date that guys couldn’t top off, which made their girlfriend get angry at them.

You talked for a long while about anything and everything. He put on some music you two had been previously listening together and you fangirled over things that you didn’t know you could fangirl with him before.  Truth be told, you didn’t think the date would have been as great as it actually finished off being. You thought of the million  ways the weather forecaster could be wrong, how maybe the stars couldn’t be properly seen from there, how maybe wind would ruin everything and how things could get really awkward with Kaoru. Mostly, the last one was the one that worried you the most. Kaoru was really nervous when asking you out, he was a blushing and mumbling mess and thinking back to it, you are amazed that you could actually understand what he meant. Maybe you understand him because you had been waiting so long for him to do it.

Flash forward after the meal, you two were lying in the mat looking at the stars, all your worries had been for nothing, as the weather forecaster was for once right and the stars could be perfectly seen. To make things better, you two were in a comfortable silence, looking up and somehow your hands were now holding and thanks to the cold, not only you were now wearing his jacket, but your bodies were closer. It was amazing how this wasn’t awkward or weird and you started wondering if you could never wake up.

“Stars are lovely, huh.” You said after a long while.

“Yeah, but they’re not the loveliest thing here…” He said, strangely confident. You hadn’t really flirted in the date and he didn’t seem like the Mr. Smooth type of guy. You turned to look at him and you weren’t really amazed to see him in the middle of a hardcore blush covering his face with the hand he wasn’t holding yours with. He made a tiny gap with his finger and looked at you, now it was your turn to furiously blush. Luckily for both of you, somehow the situation seemed funny enough to break off into a sea of laughter. While you were trying to calm down, he approached you and last thing you knew was that he was kissing you.

“Am I the only one who thinks this is not awkward because I’m rather surprised by the low level of awkwardness that this date has.” You said, breaking off the kiss. After a laugh and a quick peck, Kaoru agreed with you.

Mori: He liked the idea that Kaoru had given him, about going on a date and like that getting to know more the person, so he went along with it. Problem is that he is a guy of few words. This is why the first 20 minutes of the date were rather awkward. You don’t really know why you though it was going to be a very fun date, maybe it was by how blunt he was when asking you out. “I like you and I’d like to go out with you.” He said, you should have guessed that a part of the date qas going to be as awkward as the 10 seconds that followed his announcement.

After an ice cream, you understood that the fact that you were talking so much didn’t actually bother him. It was quite a relief . You walked around a park, at that moment you also discovered that if you asked him something, he’d answer. You were now talking about music and somehow, yes, you were talking. Like having a real conversation. Short story long, god is real. 

“So, why are you always so quiet?” You asked him just to start a conversation.

“I enjoy silence. Also, it helps me think.” He said seriously. He answered in more than one simple sentence, so you weren’t really angry at his little excuse for coperation at starting a chat.

“So,” you said, stepping in front of him playfully so that he couldn’t avoid your question, “what are you thinking right now?” You thought that you’d shock him, but it was quite the other way around when he leaned a couple of centimeters from your face to answer.

“I think that you’re really cute and that I really want to kiss you.” He said to then get straight and continue walking.

“Well, then follow Xia’s advice and Just Do It…” You mumbled really low in a joke to yourself. Apparently, he heard you and catching you off-guard, he followed his instructions. “What are you thinking?!” You said out of surprise

“I’m thinking that that was even better than what I imagined.”

Honey: Of course his date had to have cake, that was rule #1. What you didn’t knew it was how great the coffe/tea/milkshake there was, you wanted to think that he knew how much you loved it and that that was the actual reason why he brought you there. “Y/N-chan! Can you come with me after school so I can show you my favourite cake store?” He asked with those can’t-say-no-to puppy eyes. Back to the maybe-it-is-maybe-(it’s maybeline)-it-isn’t date, he was now talking non-stop about the girls in the host club. Although he seems childish and straight foward, he isn’t (mostly the latter) so trying to figure out the reasons to his actions was quite a mess. He did things that would make you feel jelouse, but you didn’t know if it was accidental or if he was trying to see your reaction.

“Y/N-CHAAN! Are you listening?” He told you off, taking you away from your thoughts.

“Of course I am!” You lied. Being friends with him for so long tought you 2 important things: 1) He talks a lot no-stop and 2) he gets real angry if you don’t listen to him. Normally #2 wouldn’t be a problem, but with Honey it was. Honey is scary when angry. In short, no one should be unlucky enough to see him like that.

“What was I saying then?” He asked, knowing that you’d fail.

“You were talking about your conversation with Tsumiki-san in the club.” I said, trying to sound sure.

“THAT WAS 10 MINUTES AGO!” He shouted, making some people turned. Somehow, you thought, he was still cute. Amazing. “Geez, it really is difficult to have a date with you, Y/N-chan…” He mumbled.


“D-date?” You stumbled with your words as you felt your cheeks turning bright red.

“Date.” He repeated, cheerfully as if it was nothing.

“Like a ro-romantic date?”

“Well, I like you. So yeah! Why did you think that I’d take you to this place if not.” You had to admit that he had a point right there, but still. “I’ve been liking you for some time now, but you always seem so clueless… I didn’t know how to do this if not!” He told you shyly.

 Again, there was just silence as you ate you cake, thoughtfully. Thinking back to it, you don’t know why you reacted that way. Your crush liked you back! Good job! No one knows how you acomplished it, but whatever you are doing you are doing it right! Nice! But yiur state of shock just left you there, internally scraming.

“So,” he talked one more time, “would you intentionally go out with me in a date?”

Needless to say, now you two are dating.

Haruhi: “We need to out-prank them.” You told her as soon as both of you sat down. Haruhi and yourself were 200% with the twins pranks. They had to be stopped and you needed take desperate mesures. 

“Yeah, but how?” Haruhi asked you as the waiter aproached you.

“With a lot of thinking AND caffeine.” And that’s why the waiter got both of you a cup of coffe. Haruhi handed you the sugar without you having to ask her to, guess you’ve been hanging out with her a LOT. While you added your 3 sugar spoons, you remembered the twins last prank.

“Hey, Y/N-chan~! Can you please put this back in the utility room?” Hikaru asked you refering to the volleyball balls he used during your PE class.

“You have arms and legs, do it yourself!” You told him, not actually being mean as he is your friend. 

“But we’re tireeeeeeeeed!” Kaoru complained with a pouty face.

“Yeah! Also, we have things to do! Oh, you have to go see Haruhi aka your love-”

“I’M GOING I’M GOING NOW BE GONE YOU GERMS!” You cutted them off, escapin the scene with a total of three volley balls in your arms. 

The utility room was small, but somehow the things fitted. You turned on the light, but just as it was turning on it broke. You forgot about it (until now) and went on into the room, thinking that you were going to be there just a second, anyway. You were wrong. 

“Huh, the light broke?” You heard Haruhi, the girl who the twins shipped you with, say probably to herself. You answered anyway.

“Yeah, we should probably tell a teacher…” You said, putting down everything and turning to see her doing the same thing.

“So, wanna go out for some commoner’s coffe?” You said, making a remark in commoners as you knew how much she hates it when you reffer to cheap coffe as the host club does.

“Don’t start it.” She said giving you a joking stare look, but then agreeing. You loved going out with her after school to drink something, she was fun to talk to and your cinversations were always interesting. You started thinking in something that you could talk about and everyone would agree that your conversation theme about the last book you read (the one that she had been telling you over and over again to read) was really good, if it actually happened. Reason why it didn’t happen: Door of the utility room refused to open. Reason why the utility room door refused to open: Twins. 

Short story long, you were in a small room with your crush for about 2 hours until the twins opened it saying:

“Did you two already kiss or what?”

Now their eyes are blue.

Back to the revengefull coffe you were about to drink, you looked at Haruhi, who was looking at nothing for some time thinking. It was a difficult task to make them a prank that they hadn’t done before, you had to admit.

“We need a plan.” Haruhi told you.

“I’ve got an idea!” You said, bringing her back to the earth.

“Really?” Guess she didn’t really think of you as someone with good prank ideas, but well, the more you know.

“Yeah! So you know how the twins like this place? We can order this dessert you like…”

“How’s that supposed to help?” She asked.

“Well, I guess it would be more apropiate if we called it a date!”


“This is a date.”


“You fine with it?”


She was fine with the little cute date of yours.


***NOTE - I’m not going to suggest superhero films having more diversity in terms of gender or sexual identity. They should. However, there’s already many better articles out there on said subject.

1 - Start casting actors that aren’t well known and whose performances aren’t limited by needing to carry a franchise. Prior to the first “X-Men,” film (2000) no one knew who Hugh Jackman was. We can’t keep casting the same 12 male actors for every super hero project and expecting to get new performances and new kinds of stories.

2 - Stop focusing on narratives in which cataclysmic world shattering events are occurring and, instead, do more character driven stories. Mind-you, said epic scale stories have their place in the superhero genre. But modern superhero movie plots (as well as regular movie plots) are currently dominated by this over used troupe. Time to mix it up a bit. Example - Maybe instead of cramming six different villains in the next Spiderman film, do a film in which Spiderman webslings around NYC thinking about life and debating whether or not he should continue being a vigliante. The whole film could be centered around his relationship to New York City and Peter Parker/Spiderman’s internalized change.

3 - Allow male protagonist characters to be vulnerable, that is to say, exist as non-invincible beings. Not every leading man needs to be a version Han Solo who has perfect aim, who always has clever comebacks, who’s always confident, who was born hyper attractive, who (for some bullshit reasons) is also an expert safecracker, as well as unofficially impervious to bullets. Its boring every male main character exist in such a limited and unrealistic way.

4 - Start making more stand-alone narratives, as opposed films that feature narratives dependent on sequels. Such films could be the feature film equivalent of a Marvel “One shot” comic issue.

5 - Stop shoehorning random child characters into the superhero films as a means of increasing said films appeal to younger demographics. I’m looking at you “The Amazing Spider-Man 2,” (2014). You know what you fucking did.

6 - Use through fantastical superhero narratives to talk about some real world shit. The 2012 film “Chronicle,” directed by Josh Trank, was a great example of this. Its plot is basically the story of a psychopathic outcast who snaps and commits a school shooting, only with but with superpowers in place of AK-47s bought legally over the internet. Imagine what a Wonder Woman film would look like if the warrior princess of the Amazons was fighting a Boko Haram-like character for kidnapping all those girls in Nigerian.

7 - Embrace ethnic diversity. In 1999 the Wachowski-siblings film “The Matrix,” proved beyond the shadow of a doubt that large scale genre films actually make more money at the box office when they don’t feature entirely white casts.

***Side Note - If I was Marvel, in undertaking the creation of rebooted Spiderman franchise, I would have introduced the premise of a multi-verse (or Spider-verse). That way they could have featured Peter parker/Spiderman, Miles Morales/Black Spiderman, some weird Chinese Spiderman, Robot Spiderman, Spider Gwen, etc, all in one film, and which ever manifestation of Spiderman tested best with audiences would have been the new Spiderman. Instead the new rebooted Spiderman franchise will just be high school-age white Spiderman (a third time).

8 - Stop using popular music as the soundtrack for your films. Superhero genre films aren’t car high end car commercials. Just because “Guardians of the Galaxy,” (2014) did it, doesn’t mean it was right or that every film has to do it. If your film, in order to have it be enjoyable, needs Led Zeppelin as soundtrack, it means your films sucks.

9 - Allow auteur directors to make superhero franchise films more their own. Imagine how good, or at the very least more-tolerable, “Ant Man,” (2015) would have been if Edgar Wright had been allowed to continue directing it. If you want more films like “Mad Max: Fury Road,” (2015), movie studios need to embrace the George Millers and Edgar Wrights of the world.

10 - Finally, superhero genre feature films could take a page out of episodic narrative TV’s book, specifically “Breaking Bad,” and “Game of Thrones,” and start featuring narratives in which the main characters aren’t ethically black or white, but exist as morally gray characters. For example, Walter White on “Breaking Bad,” did a lot of horrible stuff. But he’s incredibly interesting because, while he’s lying to his family, killing people, and making blue meth, we (the audience) know that he’s doing so to financially support his family and to heal the disempowerment he gradually built-up during his domesticated adult life as a father and working class high school teacher. No matter how bad Walter White gets, his actions are multifaceted and relatable. Imagine a superhero genre film in which the conflict of, (I don’t know) let’s say Hawkeye (aka Clint Barton), was on par with that of Walter White. That would be awesome.

***BONUS THING - I would love to see Alan Moore’s 1982 in a dark, post-modern deconstructionist series comic series “Miracleman,” adapted to two feature length animated films. It could be directed by Jay Oliva. Actor Paul Bettany could voice the main character, British has-bin turned fascist superhero god, Michael Moran. Because of all the bullshit surrounding the legality of Miracleman’s complicated history, this adaptation will likely never happen. But lets make it happen internet!

Neighbors 2.7/ SH27DC: Day 26

AN: kinda wish I had a plot, lol….actually… Anyway, This got pretty long. Sorry!


Neighbors 2.7

Hinata was in her element being surrounded by seven year old kids. Not because she was pretty short and they accepted her as one of their own. Hinata worked on her sketch for Sasuke when a little boy came over. “Miss Hyuuga!” He held up his painting.

Hinata smiled dearly at the sunset. “Its beautiful! I’m p-pretty jealous…” She motioned her drawing. “Missing something, ne?”

He wrinkled his nose and nodded. “You need some paints!”

Hinata looked at him to her sketch. “Paints…well, what k-kind?”

He hummed and called over a group of friends. They all stood at her little desk humming. Hinata wanted to take pictures of the scene.

“Water!” The shortest boy shouted.

They gasped, cheered and hugged him. “You did it, Koto! You got it!”

Hinata giggled. “Who wants to help me finger paint?”


Hinata came in ‘Seven Deadly Skins’ covered in paint. Her hair was pulled back by one of the little girl’s head bands, so a giant flower was on the side of her head.

“Who left their child in the front?” Temari shouted, almost choking on a laugh.

Everyone came out of their rooms and laughed. Hinata stood there with blue stained cheeks. “W-what? Where’s Sasuke-kun?”

Kankuro wiped his tears, “He went to get everyone lunch. Why…why do you look like an over-grown toddler?”

Hinata looked down at her loose floral dress and black flats. She closed her cardigan at the front. “It w-was paint day at the school.”

“Sunshine,” Hinata jumped at the sound of Gaara’s voice. The red head walked up to them and crossed his arms.


“Don’t let a guy with face tattoos scare you,” he conveniently left off 'that’s my job.’

Hinata’s trembling lip turned into a warming smile. It was the same smile that Sasuke turned away from. It was the same smile that Gaara looked at her in pure disgust. “G-Gaara, you’re not so-”

“What are you doing?” Sasuke came in, holding bags in his arms. He didn’t realized that he saved two people that day. “Get your food.”

Gaara glared at the shorter girl before going to get his plate. Sasuke and Hinata sat in the front. He offered some of his food but she declined. He gave her a corner anyway.

“Why are you covered in paint?”

Hinata smiled brightly and pulled out her painting. “I l-let the kids help me paint a sheet of paper, right?” She giggled at the memory. “And they kinda stamped it on my sketch, you like it?”

Sasuke looked the painting. At first glance, it looked like a sphere then he noticed the “heat waves” that were painted– “Solarized!” Hinata added. “See the blues and stuff? Oh, Sasuke-kun, you s-should have seen the children! They were so excited…”

Sasuke managed to tuned his excited girlfriend out. He simply watched her gush in happiness. Her hands were demonstrating things and strands of navy kept needed to be pushed back behind her ears. When she laughed, a dimple was shown.

“-and they were just humming! Humming. In tune too! So, do you-” he took her chin. Hinata squeaked when he kissed her. She relaxed in his hold until there was whining behind them.

“We were listening too!” Kankuro said.

Sasuke rolled his eyes and turned to his blushing girlfriend. “My bad,” he said as an afterthought. “I like it. Send my thanks to the vermin.”

Hinata just stuffed food in her mouth and almost choked. “Ne!”

“Swallow,” he rubbed the bridge of his nose. She was a mess.

Hinata cleared her mouth. “You c-can come!”

The shop went quiet. Sasuke turned to his co-workers. “Could you get out of my business?”

“No,” they recited back.

Sasuke frowned and looked at a hopeful Hinata. “I’m not going to an elementary school.”


“Kids don’t take well to people like me.”


“Look at this one!” They picked and poked at his tattoos.

Kurenai smiled and Hinata sighed. “He is like a walking museum,” the teacher voiced. “Considering our field trip was canceled. He is perfect.”

Hinata nodded. “Y-yeah…he is.”

“Hey,” Sasuke hissed at the little girl lifting his shirt in the back.

“It’s a bird!” She squealed and a group of them began to pick and traced.

“I didn’t sign up for-”

“Excuse me,” the little boy, Koto mumbled. “Why you have a sad tree?” He pointed to the dead tree at his side.

“Every tattoo doesn’t have a meaning, alright?”

“But this one does, right?” He pressed.

Hinata watched Sasuke’s irritated face break in a split second. Huh? Kurenai clapped her hands. “Alright guys, Mr. Uchiha has to go now!”

They awed in sadness and bowed to the man giving their thanks. Sasuke scratched the back of his head. “You’re welcome, I guess?”

She shook her head. “Miss Hyuuga is also leaving for the day class.”

They shouted variations of 'No!’ Sasuke watched the kids all but tackle his girlfriend. It was a weird feeling.


Why did you get off early?“ Sasuke asked.

Hinata shrugged. "Can we, um, go to the movies tonight?”

He glanced over and back at the street. “Why’d you ask like that?”

“No reason, I just…think that fresh air will do us some good.”

He huffed. “Fine, but I pick the movie.”

“Huh, it’s c-customary for the girl to pick!”

They stopped at the red light. Sasuke turned to her. “Are you trying to ask me out?”

“W-what!?” Hinata didn’t even think about it like that. “Well…okay, it’s a date.”

Sasuke put both hands on the wheel. “My first date.”

Hinata giggled. “Is it r-really? You’ve never taken someone out?”

He shook his head. “No.”

“Why?” She found herself wanting to look into his past.

“I have horrible taste in women. They rather sleep with me.” Sasuke began driving again.

“You…you said 'have.’”

“I realize,” he glanced over. “You’re the most toxic woman I’ve met.”

Hinata gasped and looked out the window. “Likewise,” she mumbled avoiding his ever present smirk.


Hinata was freezing but she’d rather shiver until her skeleton came out than tell Sasuke, he was right. She should have brought a thicker jacket.

Sasuke was stressing his eyes out but he’d rather see nothing but blur than tell Hinata, she was right. He should have moved them closer.

It was a shitty movie, honestly. The atmosphere smelt amazing though. Sasuke bought Hinata nachos and a soda, they argued about her paying him back for all the previews. They were shushed by an older couple. Sasuke, of course, threatened them. Hinata apologized for him.

They got bored halfway through and pinched each other’s hand to see who caved first. Hinata did, of course. “Shhh…” A younger couple shushed them.

Sasuke shifted himself where they couldn’t see over his head. “S-Sasuke…” Hinata scolded. He sat normal.

Hinata started to drift off the sleep and screamed when an explosion went off. Sasuke looked away as if they weren’t together. Sasuke started biting Hinata’s ear. Hinata was trying not to laugh too loud.

Finally the movie was over and they left before the credits even started to roll. Hinata laughed as they walked out. “We…we should never do that again.”


Upon arriving home, Storm purred at Hinata’s legs. “Let me fed you, buddy.” She picked the heavy cat up.

“Most cats don’t like that,” Sasuke was sure Storm still thought he was a kitten.

Hinata carried the cat over her shoulder like a baby. “Storm likes it.”

After eating their “kitten,” they cleaned up together and fell in bed. “S-Sasuke-kun, would you tell me about your childhood?”

He closed his eyes. “Nothing much. I was an infant that grew into a man. Standard.”

Hinata shook her head. “No, I mean…did you have any siblings.”

“A brother, older brother.” He told her. “His name was Itachi.”


He nodded and sat up. Sasuke looked over at her curious eyes. “He passed away when I was sixteen.” He watched opal eyes widened in horror. “Don’t start crying, I’m fine.”

“No, I mean…that’s around the time when my brother, well…cousin, but you know-”

“I understand,” he lifted his shirt and began to explain the dead tree that ran along his rib cage. “-that’s it.”

Hinata fanned her eyes from crying. “Ne,” she started. “You’re so strong, Sasuke-kun!”

He rolled his eyes. “Tell me about your cousin.” And she did. It was the start time she didn’t cry. She actually laughed when Sasuke could relate.

They laid on their backs talking about life and old flames. “Mmhm, he broke my heart into bits too,” she lifted her hands to the ceilings. “So I promised to never, ever, ever let s-someone get that close…”

Sasuke looked over at her. “Does that still stand?”

She mirrored his movement and smiled at him. “…you’re making it k-kinda hard.”

Sasuke nodded and looked back at the ceiling. “I had a neighbor that distracted me from self-ultimatums.”

Hinata gave a goofy grin at him and sighed, “You’re welcome.”


“You can’t pick me up.” Sasuke crossed his arms. “One trip to the gym isn’t going to make you strong.”

“I got it,” she jumped off the bed. “I can, watch me.” Hinata wrapped her arms around his waist and gritted her teeth. Sasuke didn’t even humor by lifting to his toes “S-Sasuke!” She huffed and grabbed a leg and struggled.

“This is ridiculous.”

“Get on my b-back,” she turned around. “I have strong legs.”

“Doubt it.”

Hinata crouched in front of him. “S-Sasuke, come on.”

“You have no upper body strength.”

She stayed there. “Come on, scaredy cat.” Sasuke had a flashback of Naruto from their childhood.

“Turn towards the bed. I want a soft landing.”

She did. Sasuke knew he would regret this. He awkwardly got on her back. She did hold him. Hinata laughed at his horrified face. “Told you!”

It was when she tried to hoist him up, they fell back on the bed. Hinata fell into a fit of giggles. Sasuke wrapped his arms around her. “You idiot.”

“I c-can’t feel my arms,” she confessed. He was really heavy. She stayed on his chest and sighed. “Thank you f-for being silly with me.”

“Hn.” He held her closer. “Don’t tell a soul.” Storm ran in and jumped on her stomach.

Jared Leto interview Elle Belgium magazine, september issue 2016

copyright Elle Belgium-interview by Isabelle Vander Heyde

Especially for @mzleto, who I translated this for, so she can read her Belgian Elle now :)

Jared Leto is dying, or at least that’s what he likes me to believe. The man sits on a couch in a dark hotelroom in Milan. His trembling hands are hidden under a wool blanket and his bright blue eyes are staring at me with fear, ready to to receive the fatal blow –or better my first question –. What a comedian.

Let’s not forget that the dying man in question is an internationally praised Oscar winner. An actor who makes a living by portraying in a creepy but credible way a psychopath, drug addict or transgender. An incredible showanimal who plays hourlong shows with his band Thirty seconds to mars without falling down. A joker who’s very active on social media and only hours before our talk, posted a photo on snapchat showing that he was still very much alive then. I think it’s highly unlikely that he will die from a terrible cough, like his personal assistant tells me in a deep voice, not in this full Milanese heat anyway. So why all this comedy? Well, because he’s his crazy self . Jared Leto is a terrible tease, and even though he has a PR-talk planned about his part in the new Gucci perfumecampaign, he has clearly decided that it’s much more fun to make journalist bloody nervous. At the same time he’s proud of his project and there are times when he steps out of character, like when he can’t hide his own enthusiasm when he talks about his best friend and Gucci-designer Alessandro Michele and his newfound best buddy that turns out to be a turtle. A crazy mix of weird, colourful characters, but that ‘s the new Gucci mind you.

The drastic revolution with Gucci hasn’t gone unnoticed, the fashion label, once a strong fortress of Italian luxury, has known one or more turnarounds over the last decade. Under Tom Ford’s reign it was mainly known for it’s porno-chic attitude and was famous for its’ genius, yet controversial, according to critics, merciless anti-women campaigns. Ford’s successful term was successed by the soft hand of Frida Giannini. The Italian designer reduced the shockcontent and introduced a much cooler housestyle. At the same time, the fashion brand engaged in several campaigns for women’s rights, like the Chime for Change-program in cooperation with Beyonce Knowles and Salma Hayek. After 10 years she (Giannini) seemed absolutely done with Gucci (or was it the other way round?) and closed the door behind her on her way out. Following her departure, the noble unknown Alessandro Michele was made to lead the ship in 2015. The man had been a fixed value behind the scenes for years and the change from shadow to spotlight couldn’t have been more grand. He immediately introduced a new vision on things: Gucci, which went from explicitly sexual to woman’s rights, would from now on always stand for emancipation, full stop. No rules, no guidelines, no worries, so Michele started mixing and matching. His passion for dusty furniture and furniture fabrics , for all things crazy and for everything unruly, translates into eclectic collections earning himself raving reviews for over a year now. He puts everything in the mix: men and women, kids and adults, humans and animals, light and shadow, good and evil, everything is placed in a new light.

A new dawn that has put the old Gucci back on the map and where guilty pleasures are there to be experienced. Besides the catwalk, the Gucci Beauty department is now ready for a make over and that’s where crazy Leto comes in. He shares a love with Michele for ridiculous humour and Jesus-hair, but the most important thing they have in common is their aversion for rules which makes him the perfect man for the new Gucci Guilty campaign. The campaign is directed by Michele himself and takes place in Venice, the ultimate place of perdition. We get to see Leto in a golden light of dawn-this is all about a new dawn, remember?- who contemplates about something terribly naughty he’s done the night before, hence the two half naked girls in his bed.
“Venice was the perfect setting for this story”, he starts the interview in our less than sexy, dark hotelroom, “it’s amagical city , one who shouldn’t or couldn’t exist, considering it’s geographical location. The fact that it has been built despite all that, we owe to the stubbornness of the Venicians and their decadence, without decadence there is no life.”

Productive decadence, it makes me want to ask him what the most decadent situation is that he’s been in, “I don’t think we’re allowed to talk about that” he apologizes “I might just end up in jail, I’ve ended up in a lot of decadent situations in my life which are not subject to publication”. He grew up with a hippiemom, who surrounded him and his brother Shannon, with the most diverse artists and who let them found their own way in life. “There weren’t many rules in my childhood, sure there were some basics we needed to respect, but there was no conformism in any way. I’m a firm believer of doing what you can and following your feeling, as long as you don’t hurt anyone with it, rules are meant for breaking”.

It won’t surprise anyone that the actor always searches for roles and characters who despise any form of conformism. Like the role of The Joker, the ubervillain in the highly anticipated ‘Suicide Squad’, a role that made hem lean over to the dark side for a while. Leto is known for his meticulous preparation of his movies and remains in character at all times while making a movie, he sometimes even puts his own health at risk prepairing for a role. No wonder that The Joker took control of him “He’s actually a fantastic bloke with an amazing sense of humour, you might not like me today (because he’s ill, cough cough) but most of the time I’m a funny guy. He has a dark, twisted sense of humour, something that overpowers and takes control of you. I think he’s addictive, he says and does what he wants. Now that the shoot is over I miss him, we had so much fun together”. An example of the fun he had: At the end of a long day of shooting Suicide Squad, Leto sent his co-star Margot Robbie a rat. To his great disappointment  the actress didn’t seem at all impressed and she adopted the animal and cared for it. “She took it everywhere on set, which was really strange”. Leto himself has an obseesion with little animals as well, in the days before our interview he turned Milan into a frenzie in the company of a..turtle; “He’s an amazing little man, he doesn’t have a name and I guess he’s about 35 years old. I found him during a shoot a couple of days ago and we’ve been inseperable ever since. Seriously, he follows me everywhere I go and he’s rather fast for his age and for a turtle. He even comes so close that I can smell his breath, but I have to admit that sadly it doesn’t have such a nice odeur, which I find surprising, I’d never expected a turtle to smell”.

Talking of smells, they are mostly related to memories, is there an aroma that will stick with him? “Of course, the smell of campfires, those are the best memories, that and the mix of sweat and marihuana Why? because that’s the scent that rises from the audience during a show, a horrible but also very nice scent, I associate that scent with performing, with the adrenalinkick it gives, the feeling of concurring all.”
Now that the interview has gone back to the olfactory subject, I take my chance to talk about Gucci again. The ‘Guilty’-perfume mixes aromas that are considered both male and female. A conscious choice that fits perfectly in the new housestyle where genderboundaries are being challenged. “Alessandro was looking for someone ‘different’, someone who wouldn’t be afraid of the script. I suppose that he saw me as the perfect man for the dysfunctional picture he was trying to paint”. In the ad, we can see how Dutch model Vera Van Erp, sexkitten par excellence, paints Leto’s gorgeous face with lipstick. That’s typically Jared Leto though: an international sexymbol, but also a man who makes you want to paint his face with lipstick and cover him up in a silk woman’s blouse, something he loves doing as well. For his role as transgender in Dallas Buyers Club he refused to wear men’s clothing throughout the whole shoot, an effort that earned him an Oscar and an eternal love for women’s clothing. “The looks of my character were so cool: with my second hand dresses, tops and pants, the dresses were my absolute favorite, they’re so loose and comfy. It feels like you’re not wearing anything which is so liberating. I hate panty’s though, even more than high heels, I just don’t get how women can worm themselves in those things every day. It was so hard to let ‘her’ go once the movie was done. You get to love the character, so saying goodbye to her was very tough.” Leto didn’t need to mourn the loss of that femine side for too long, though, thanks to Gucci he can do it all over again and he seems to really enjoy it. Clad in a shiny bomber jacket, pointy boots with a floral print, a nice seductive scent AND with a speedy turtle beside him, this man hops through life, at least when he’s not dying. Cough Cough.

so i saw pitch perfect today and my short review is:

  • good music, high production value, nice costumes
  • honestly the best performing imo was the german group bc they were hardcore, all black, singing muse and fall out boy
  • but all of them looked and sounded good
  • 70% of the jokes were shock humor (most of which were racist ugh)
  • but ok hear me on this!!! it got waaaay more racist than the first one
  • theres a latina girl (flo) in the group now and her entire character is her responding to White People Problems with “””funny””” quips about her horrible life as an immigrant, which ofc the audience is supposed to laugh at
  • theres a super transmisogynistic joke about a filipino acapella group composed of lady boys (”who are good with their mouths” – paraphrased from the female host gail) and then WE NEVER EVEN SEE THE GROUP PERFORM (edit: drag queens are called ladyboys as someone mentioned to me, so not necessarily trans)
  • speaking of the hosts omg they got worse. except for one scene they’re in everything is horrible. racism, sexism, fatphobia, inappropriate sexual innuendo, everything
  • the plot doesnt know what its doing. one minute were supposed to be focused on one of 2 romance subplots with barely developed dude characters, and the next were seeing beca at an internship with a record company that shes shamefully hiding from the bellas but isnt really made suspenseful enough
  • speaking of suspense, the movie didnt really give us much in this arena
  • like, the german group, Das Sound Machine, who were supposed to hate, are actually pretty cool?? yeah theyre rude, but at least theyre never racist and they dont make weird sex jokes
  • same as before, the scenes with fat amy are mostly supposed to be funny bc hahaha a confident fat woman doing normal things like liking herself and freaking existing physically at all. her romance subplot wasnt actually too terrible, though!
  • a positive thing is there is MORE GAY in this movie!!! beca being attracted to the female lead of the german group! the black lesbian character (cynthia rose) talking more about being gay! possible hints that chloe wants to experiment!! good stuff
  • so overall: disorganized plot, terrible jokes, high budget, pretty good music, and a significant increase in gay
  • also, be mindful of the audience youre watching with! mine sucked and most ppl laughed at all of the racist/sexist/fatphobic jokes, but watch it with like-minded ppl and you should be good to go~

anonymous asked:

Could you write a really fluffy jonnor fic? Like them baking or watching movies or Jude going to Connors games ? ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I sure can, especially cause the last one I wrote was so sad hahaha.

Number 25-a Jonnor fanfic by its-war-paint

Jude squinted his eyes. The sun was so bright, he could hardly see a thing. Where was he? Number 25. It was the day they had officially started dating-February 25th. Jude had rolled his eyes and told Connor it was cheesy, but Connor did it anyway and Jude secretly really liked it.

Then he saw him. Number 25, the adorable Connor, in his tight baseball pants and jersey and a red baseball cap, a big bright #25 on his back, tossing a ball back and forth with #14. “Connor!” Jude called out. Connor turned around, smiled huge at him, and the ball whizzed by his head.

“STEVENS!” yelled the coach from the edge of the field, watching Connor. “Head in the game!”

“Sorry, Coach.” Connor replied. Then the coach blew his whistle, signalling the start of the game. Jude settled down in the grass. the first inning was boring because Connor’s team struck out before he even got to hit. The second inning was boring because Connor was playing right field and the ball never came over there. The third inning was boring because Connor struck out. Jude sighed, playing with the grass. He was glad to be here to support Connor, but this game was so boring so far. Neither team had a single run.

For the fourth inning, Jude stood up, gathered his things, and jogged around to the other side of the field. He settled in the grass where no one else was. It was a horrible view of the game. But a perfect one of Connor.

“Jude, what are you doing, you can’t even see the game from there,” Connor said, but he kept his eyes forward, not even looking in Jude’s direction.

“But I can see you perfectly,” he replied.

“Stop it,” Connor said. “I’m trying to focus.”

“I’m not doing anything,” Jude replied. He crossed his hands in his lap, tried to look innocent.

“Yes, you are, you’re being distracting.”

“No, I’m not, I’m not even talking to you except if you talk to me first,” Jude said. 

“Well you’re distracting me by…by…being…”

“Being what? Alive?” Jude asked.

“yes. And being there. And being…”

“What?” Jude laughed.

“Cute. Okay? You’re being cute and it’s distracting.” Jude blushed. He still wasn’t used to hearing Connor say things like that. Although he loved it. Really loved it. 

“Hey, will you liven this game up for me? It’s super boring,” Jude said.

“How?” Connor asked.

“Actually hit the ball next time you’re at bat,” Jude said. 

“Shut up Jude,” Connor said, but he was laughing, which made Jude smile.

In a few minutes the fourth inning was over and Connor’s team was at bat again. “GO NUMBER 25! GOOOO STEVENS! HIT IT OUT OF THE PARK!” Jude screamed. A group of girls nearby who had been whispering about how hot #25 was glared at him. He turned to smile at them. “That’s my boyfriend.” he said.

Connor hit the ball. Finally. And he eventually scored the first run of the game. And later on, the second. And then his friend Garrett got another, and they won the game. Three nothing.

“I knew you could do it,” Jude said to Connor, hugging him after the game. 

“Don’t hug me, I’m gross.” Connor protested. 

“It’s okay. You’re always gross,” Jude said. Connor shoved him playfully, then laughed and pulled him closer.

“Listen,” he whispered. “The guys…don’t really know…you’re my boyfriend. So they might be weird about it, I don’t know. But I just want you to know, however they react, you are mine and I care about you more than any of them, okay?” Jude nodded. He took Connor’s hand.

They went out for dinner with the team afterwards. A lot of the guys were staring at their intertwined hands, acting like they weren’t. Jude didn’t care. He and Connor had come a long way in their relationship. Once upon a time, Jude wouldn’t even call himself gay. Now here he was, holding his boyfriend’s hand in public without a care.

“Her Jude,” Garrett said, while they were eating. Garrett and Jude knew each other from school, but only a little. “Do you play sports?”

“No, not really,” he replied. 

“I bet you would be good. You should try out for the team next season,” he said.

“I’m not sure Stevens would be able to focus,” some other guy cut in. The guys around him laughed. 

“Hey, shut up,” Connor said, getting a bit angry. Jude squeezed his hand.

“Shh. It’s okay. Hey, should I try out? Would I look good in a baseball uniform?” Connor blushed. He squeezed Jude’s hand back. 

“We’ll talk about that later,” he muttered.

Requested Stew/Nate/Jack G imagine

“Jaaaaccckkk tell him to leave me alone” I whine to my older brother. “Johnson stop” he replies not helping st all, Johnson continues to slap my arm and leg. I turn to face him and lift my hand. I pull back ad slam it into his face. My palm hitting his nose. He doesn’t flinch and carries it on. “Aren’t you two going to the studio anyways?” I ask Jack hoping he decides to leave. He nods his head “Yeah just waiting for Nate to come hes our ride” he informs me. I lightly nod my head, getting up to go get a snack. As im leaving the kitchen a bag of crisps (chips) in my hand I hear a knock on the door.

“Y/N get it please” My brother shouts, too lazy to move himself. I stomp over to the door and swing it open, almost hitting myself on the face. I look to see who it is, Nate and his brother Stew, who is also my boyfriend unknown to everyone. “Sup yung un” Nate asks me rumbling my hair. Smack his stomach as he walks by me. Stew lingers till his brother disappears into the living room, when he does he quickly reaches me, wrapping his arms around my waist and hugging me. After few moment I pull back a little and put my lips on his, we kiss for a few moments, but are forcedto stop when we hear footsteps. We both jump away from eachieve other and spark up a random conversation about dogs. “Are you kidding me? Jack Russells are the cutest” I argue as the boys appearin the hallway,

My brother, Johnson and Nate look between us like we are idiots. “Stew you coming with or do you want to stay here, you are going to get bored with us, Sam is going to annoy you” he tells him. Stew thinks about it before answering to his brother, “ ill hang with Y/N for a little bit and go home in about an hour” he tells Nate who nods his head before waving bye and walking out the house to his car, Johnson towing behind. “See you later , love you” Jack tells me kissing my hair walking out, closing the door behind him. We both walk to the living room wait for them to drive off beforewe continue our little kiss session with some random music playing in the background.

Jack G (Brother) POV

“Replay that please?” I ask the producer kindly resting agent the soft couches. He dress I sh and listen to it again and he the voice crack. “Yo Johnson do you wanna record that first line again, your voice cracks really bad” I tell him trying to get my way. He shrugs his shoulders, “yeah why not” he tells me and jumps back into he booth making weird faces. As he re-records it Sam walks in with a Subway in hand. We all leap for him, we had been im the audio for 4 hours trying too perfect some songs and write another for all 4 of us to be on. I grab my foot long, taking a big bite from it and pull out m phone, checking Twitter for any new news. I don’t find anything s lock my phone and continue eating. That is until I saw Johnson staring at Sam’s phone screen. Confused and wanting to see what they were staring at I fetch up walking over to them. Nate looks horrible phone and sees whatsgpjng on and shuffles around on the couch, moving closer. When I reach to see the phone Sam tilts it up to show me. Its a fan edit of pictures and short videos of my little sister and Stew. I stare at iT confused, “thats all photoshop” I tell the boys not believing what im seeing. They the show Nate who looks pretty blank and shrugs his shoulders.

“Why are you shrugging your shoulders? Is it real?” I question Nate whose eating his sub. I wait for him to swallow so he can speak “I knew he has a crush I didn’t and still don’t know it they are actually dating” he tells me. “What do you mean he had a crush? Like he wanted to date her or he thought she was hot?” I ask him wanting to know more. I sit down opposite him. “I don’t have a clue G, shes like 10 I didn’t want to know if he found her hot” he defends himself.

“Yeah but shes around yours all the time so they must have been doing something while you are around” I state, hoping he gives way to some information. “G I don’t know anything” he says slowly, making sure it sinks in. “G just relax, so what shes got a boyfriend no big deal” Johnson mimics my voice. I give him through evils “how about you shut up because you dont have any sisters so you don’t understand" I advise hm. “G chill the fuck out you suffocate her enough” he orders me back. Before im able to respond Sam cuts in, “aye I got sisters I hate seeing them get hurt but Im not going o be the reason they cant fully experience life. You’ve got a few sisters you aren’t as protective over them as you are over her so hes right you need to chill out” he explains to me patting my shoulder. Sit for a moment thinking about it and realise its true.

“Shes the youngest, and younger than me so im going to be that little more protective. Your sisters are older than you.” I point out to Sam. “Jack just calm down we don’t even know of its true and you are getting all bitchy already” Nate demands and I realise that I was being bitchy, asking so many questions. We finish up in the studio and I am quick to get Nate to drive to my house straight after, ignoring everybody else’s requests. When I reach the house I am quick to unlock the door and rush in to find…


“Stoppp…sto-” I screech out while getting tickled. I let out a loud screech hoping he stops. He does covering his ears. “Jesus shut the Fuck up” he tells me shoving me, acting just like his brother. “Okay Lil Nathan” I joke. He grins at me “my brother is my inspiration, so don’t think that im going to take that as an insult” he tells me. I awhhh very loud, “thats so cute” I say, pinching his cheeks. He is quickly to remove my hands. I peck his lips before moving to where the TV remote was sitting, on the other side of the couch. I put on another movie on Nervous. Not wanting to move again I pull up a blanket around my body. Stew is on his phone so doesn’t move, and good thing because I hear keys turning the lock. I focus all my attention on the TV screen, not wanting to be suspicious as I hear a few voices enter the house and Jack storm into the room. When he does and shouts `ah ha` I look up at him like hes an idiot. Which he is but that is beside the point I argue with myself in my head. “Find something dumbass?” I ask him truly confused as to why hes smiling like a Cheshire cat.

“I thought you said you were leaving in an hour” he ask stew, ignoring me. I throw my hands up in the air, . “I asked him to because I was alone in the house. Didn’t know I need permission to have friends over, I mean because you always ask don’t you?” I question sarcastically. He looks at me with a looking telling me he knows something. I decide to ignore him turning to the other bots who have scattered them selves around the room. Stew now talking to Johnson. He sees me looking at him and looks up making a funny face, I stifle a giggle. Jack notices from his position, standing next to me. “What was that?” He ask me. Having had enough I flick my wrist hitting humming his balls. Groaning he bends over, “Jack what is up with you?” I question annoyed. He looks at me with bug eyes acting like im the idiot before saying “I know” I look up the ceiling, begging the Lord tko give him some sense.

“OH MY GOD” Sam shouts having had enough of Jack as well “He thinks you and stew are dating, either confirm or deny it so he will SHUT THE FUCK UP” Sam starts of quiet, shouting by the end all aimed at Jack. He looks at me expecting an answer I shrug my shoulder, why lie its not lie he can change anything. “Oh yeah, we dated for like a month but im officially his girlfriend for like 3ish months” I tell him shrugging it off hoping that he doesn’t react badly. I watch as he goes even more beg eyes and points at me. His finger jabbing in my my direction, his mouth on wide. “SEE I TOLD YOU NATE YOUR BROTHER TRIED IT ON WITH MY SISTER” He shouts, we all look at him confused. “Not tried it on, hes my boyfriend you Fuck tard” I correct him.

“Dude ,my brother has more respect for women than you and I do” Nate states and I nod my head along. “No hes just like you and me” Jack retaliates. I watch as Nates jaw clenches and his fists ball because someone just insulted his brother. “Ive used girls, I will admit that. So have you but he would never so I suggest you shut up you rat” Nate hisses back at him and his face instantly drops showing sorry. We all give him a moment knowing he will apologise within a few minutes when he realises what eyes been saying. In the meantime we all focus on the TV.

Eventually he sinks onto the couch arm rest beside me. “Nate, stew im sorry. That was way out” he apologises holding this hand. They both shake his hand and Sam who’s sitting by me motions to me. “Sorry for caring” he jokes expecting me to hug him. I stay where I am. He shakes me arm. “Y/N” he says my name expecting me to not have heard. He repeats my name a few times, clearly growing annoyed. I spin my head to face him “What? Do you think im going to fucking hug and forgive you EVERY TIME you insult my boyfriend or even my friends?” I ask hand he shrugs. “Im not now. I love that you look out for me J, but you must be beyond stupid if you think im going to continuously let it slide because im getting sick of it. Never have I once, except Sam, insulted you friends. Why? Because I respect them. You however have zero respect for anyone other than your shitty little self.” I speak calmly stressing a few words. “Don’t touch me” I finish with as he grabs my arm as I get up. I hold out my hand, wiggling my fingers in Stews direction. He stands up linking hands with mine and we walkout of the room and go out the back, sitting on the porch.

Inside we can hear the bots laughing at Jack, saying he got owned. “You were pretty harsh” stew tell me, our fingers intertwining. It think nothing of it changing the topic to a rap battle. “You know I will own you” I announce as I put on Rap God to warm up. We Stew puts on his front camera and starts recording. It below us, between our crossed legs. We both rap along to rap God, stew stumbling a little, I smirk as I continue.

A few hours had passed and Johnson has left, me and Stew were still outside, cuddling on the hammock and having little make out session and Jack hadn’t tried apologising again at all. I moved closer to Stew shivering a little because of the cold night. He completely engulfed me in his arms quickly warming me up. I laugh against chest, kissing it. “So boyfrannddd want to go out tomorrow, we could go on a Skate Hike.” I offer. “Yeah why nOT” he confirms plans, kissing me hair.

“AYE YOU TWO, COME AND EAT” Sam shouts from the porch. I was going to say no if Jack was there burning was hungry, we both were. So at the mention of food we both look st each other and scramble out of the hammock. I fall out , whereas Stew jumps out over me. “NO FAIR” I shout as hes already inside, before I am even able tk stand up. I jump up wiping down myself. As I get to the back door I get a glimpse of the kitchen, someone has been Baking. I notice due to the spilled flour and pans. I ignore it walking into the dining room to see bags Chinese. Internally I dance but outside I look passed because there are two free spaces. One beside Sam, one beside Jack. I decide to take the next to Sam, although its like ritual for me to sit by Jack. My back and butt support were on that seat, thats how much I was annoyed at him.

Jack looks let down bUT passes me a plate with two fortune cookies and my food. I quickly grab the first cookie. Inside it was an handwritten message “I love you Y/N so forgive me! Please?” Confused open the other and put the pieces together when I read it, after unfolding the large paper. `I am an over protective bitch and I know that but its because youre my baby sis. Im sorry for always insulting your friends, thats just my shitty personality. I wont ever do it again.“ I re read it and then realise that he baked the cookies and put them in. I look up and see everyone staring at me. "Can I help?” I ask them all and they holdup their hands turning back to their food. Out of the corner of My eye I see Jacks face drop. Feel a little bad but he need to learn. I pretend to Scrunch them up and throw them onto the floor but actually put them into my pocket. We all Eat our food listening to Sam tell a story about him, Nate and Em.

After we had eaten we all stack our plates and let Jack take them away, clearing the table. We wait for him to come back with brownies and ice cream he lets us all serve ourselves which ends badly with me and stew at war for the middle brownie because it is always the most chewy. After a few minutes batting and fighting I give him my puppy eyes and he backs off. “ love yon” I tell him picking up the brownie and putting a dollop of ice cream on top. The other boys are already finished so they put their plates in the dish washer and go to watch TV, stew leaving with them. I however savour my set chewy brownie, not noticing Jack stood awkwardly at the edge of the table. I knowh wants tk talk to me but doesn’t know how because I seemed stride about the cookies. He ends up leaving not knowing what say. I pull out the messages and re read them feeling bed for being such a bitch.

I finish up my brownie ans ice cream walking into the living room. Stew motions me over to him, his arms open butts take my head walkiNY over to Jack Who looks a little confused as I sit down by him wrapping My arms around him. “I love you Finnegan” I giggle into his chest. He lets out a sigh of relief, hugging me back. “I was ready to calls mom down” he tells me letting go. “Im only forgiving because that was cute, but it wont work again.” I inform him getting up and walking back over to stew whose arms I fall into. Reach up kissing him. I hear Jack start but he cuts himself off knowing that it was going to annoy me.

Afar a few kisses the boys in the room start coughing and Sam shouts eeww and get a room a few time so we decide to leave. We rush up the stairs, kissing. Neither pf wanting to go all the way webcam a deep make out session on the bed. My fingers tangled in his hair, his arms gripping my butt. I push him further into the pillows below him as his hand travels up to my boon, giving It a squeeze. We continue our spit exchange for a few minutes frankly coming up fprairie. Both US panting. I go in for a finishing peck but am pulled back into anther round.


Hope you enjoyed.


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