very surprised

anonymous asked:

Athena's my fave; can I have some Athena headcannons :9?

- sometimes she goes to university/high schools for fun bc the world is constantly evolving and she’s fascinated by how far education has come

- her mum’s a fly

- an insomniac - she oftens finds herself so busy that she doesn’t really care for sleep

- probably can rap lmao

- on the other hands after she hasn’t sleep for a while she’ll just fall asleep 

- short list of places she’s fallen asleep - a library - a meeting - an unfinished painting (she woke up with paint all over her) - her desk (she tipped over her glass of water and woke up in a puddle) - a chess tournament (her oppenent was very surprised when she laid down across the board) - that oppenent was def ares


*clatter of flatware against porcelain and laughing conversation*

“Do you work in the city, Angelo?”

“I do, Ma’am, with an accounting firm.”

*hushed* “Ms. Finch, Roseline, I wondered if I could speaking with you a moment after dinner…I need to explain what happened in my office.”

“…Okay, Mr. Lubrique.”

“Roseline, I think I frightened you the other day and I’m sorry about that.”

“Thank you, Mr. Lubrique…it was very surprising.”

“I can be a bit impulsive.  I should have just spoke to you directly.  That’s what I’ll do now, so that there’s no misunderstanding.  I want you, sex I mean.”

“…p…pardon me?”

anonymous asked:

Teachers (Aizawa, Mic, Toshi, Ectoplasm, Midnight, Nedzu, Snipe, Cementoss) reaction to getting a love letter, please. If that's too many, feel free to cut some.

Suer thing! I very much hope I could write it well enough and that you’re going to like it!


- She’s very surprised for a moment, though from there on out, it depends on who gives her the letter.

- If she likes the person, she’ll accept the letter with a gently teasing remark that they can just ask her out and she promises to read it. The next time she meets them, she asks them out for a date.  If she doesn’t like the person that way, she gently but firmly tells them she can’t accept that letter, since she doesn’t reciprocate their feelings.

- Should Midnight not know the person who gives her the letter, she does accept it and tells them she’ll think about it and that if they want to, they can meet up for a cup of coffee or tea, to see if Midnight can be interested in them.


- He is surprised at first and quiet for a moment, sorting his thoughts and when he knows what he wants to say, he’ll carefully and honestly respond.

- If he likes the person as well, he will accept the letter and promises to read it. He also asks if they can meet up at the same place tomorrow so he can give them his answer, smiling encouragingly. Should they tell him what’s written in the letter, he’ll give them an answer right then and there and tells them he feels the same way.

- Should he not know the person or doesn’t reciprocate their feelings, he’ll gently but firmly refuse the letter and apologizes that this is his answer and that he doesn’t feel the same way.


- Like the others, he’s surprised, before he turns to face the person fully and listens to what they have to say.

- If he likes them, he accepts the letter, but also bluntly tells them that he can give them an answer right now. He says he likes them as well and asks if they want to go out for a coffee or tea. If they have time right now and he does too, he grabs his things and takes them to a nearby café, so they can talk properly. Afterwards, he asks them if they want to date him.

- Should he not know the person who offers the letter, or doesn’t feel the same way, he apologizes and tells them he can’t accept it when he already knows how he feels.


- Hizashi is a tad excited at first and he can’t help but feel happy and flattered that someone likes him, though he’s also taking the situation seriously.

- If he likes the person who confesses as well, he’ll most likely take their hands into his, the letter between both of their fingers and he’ll grin widely, telling them he likes them too and asks if they want to go out with him. He still wants to read the letter and takes it with him, because just looking at it makes him happy and giddy.

- Should he not feel the same way, he’ll turn serious, bowing and apologizing that he doesn’t reciprocate their feelings and he’s sorry that he has to turn them down.

anonymous asked:

For the ship thing, since you already did gladnis, your next fav ship? And if you can't pick, ignoct :)

Ok, so Prompto and Gladio is actually my next favourite ship, but I have another anon request for that, which I’m going to do shortly. I went with IgNoct for you in this one, and I hope you like it. I tried to make their behaviours a little different in this one from how I made each boy in the other pairings… still in character though I think. I made them both a bit younger, so it’s the end of school for Noctis, so he’s around 17/18. 

(Ever so slightly nsfw)

Who is a night owl: Unsurprisingly, Ignis. Noctis always feels guilty when he falls asleep on the sofa after dinner, the taste of Ignis’ sweet dessert still on his tongue, while his advisor goes into the study to work. Their relationship has not been in this stage for very long. Noctis had surprised Ignis one day when the advisor had come to Noct’s apartment as usual, expecting to find it filthy as ever, but had opened the door to a clear hallway, an immaculate living room, and a pristine kitchen. “Noctis?” he’d asked. “Highness?” Noctis, barely able to keep awake even though it was only half nine, smiled to himself in his bedroom and slouched out to meet him. He didn’t miss the flicker of magic as Ignis sheathed the daggers he’d called to his hands. “Worried about me?” he asked.
Ignis eyed the apartment suspiciously. “What have you done?”
“Nothing. Yet.”
“What are you plotting? Or what do you want from me? You know you don’t have to bribe me, highness.”
“Don’t call me that,” Noctis growled softly as he padded barefoot across the room to him. “You of all people get to call me Noct.”
The prince also didn’t miss the blush that sweeps across Ignis’ high cheekbones at how close Noctis was standing. Noctis smiled. He put his arms around Ignis’ shoulders and buried his face in his neck. “Please,” he whispered, pressing his entire body up against Ignis. In that one word, Ignis heared a thousand unspoken pleas. “Please stay tonight.” Noctis is lonely, isolated, and he aches to have someone share his nights with him.
Ignis caved in that night and stayed. He didn’t do the reports he needed to, which led to him getting up an hour earlier. Noct didn’t wake. It also led to many a night spent in the prince’s bed, and many an early morning spent filling in reports at Noct’s dining table as dawn broke over Insomnia.

Who is a morning person: Ignis, through the mechanical repetition of waking each day at 5am, has taught himself to be a morning person. Noct is… well… about as un-morning as it’s possible to be. Sometimes at weekends he has to ‘remind’ Ignis that he is in fact not a morning person by nature. 

Are they cuddlers: Ignis isn’t naturally a warm person, but knows that Noctis likes nothing more than lying on the sofa with his head in Ignis’ lap while Ignis strokes his hair. Noctis often falls asleep like this, and Ignis is too soft-hearted to move. He’d rather lose feeling in his legs than disturb Noctis. 

Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon: Noctis, perhaps surprisingly, is bigspoon. The injury on his back as a child left him very sensitive there, and even with Ignis he doesn’t really like contact on it. Ignis, despite his calm, composed exterior, has plenty of insecurities, and he takes great comfort from Noctis cocooning himself around Ignis and sleeping like that. 

What is their favourite sleeping position: spooning, or with Ignis on his back and Noctis curled up against his side with his head on the hollow of Ignis’ shoulder. Noct loves Ignis’ chest and likes to trace circles over it with his fingertips. 

Who steals all the blankets: Noctis. He’s a prince and completely used to getting his own way. He’s cold, he bundles up in the blankets. Ignis rolls his eyes and is not above swatting the prince playfully on the head to remind him he does actually share his bed with another being which requires warmth. Noctis is always apologetic, and sleepy sorry Noctis with his big blue puppy eyes is one of Ignis’ few weaknesses.

What they wear to bed: Noctis: really soft pyjamas. Ignis: silk pjs because he’s a classy gentleman who likes classy silk pjs.

Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt: Ok, they both like it, but there was one time when Noctis nearly lost his shit completely. Ignis had stayed over because Noct had just graduated and had got shit-faced with Prompto, and called him because he needed someone to help him get from the living room to his own bedroom because he couldn’t even stand on his own. Ignis hadn’t intended to go over at all that night, let alone stay, because he had a meeting with Regis the next morning, so he had been going to stay at the citadel in his apartment there so he could be fresh-headed and ready for the king in the morning. This was the one night Ignis had no contingency plan. Noctis had already had his graduation celebration on the night of his actual graduation, so Ignis hadn’t expected him to get drunk. Last time he underestimates that innocent looking blond of Gladio’s… Long story short Noctis vomited on his shirt and it was all very ugly. Ignis bathed him and cleaned them both up, and fell into bed beside Noctis who had effectively passed out. In the morning, he had no clean shirt to wear, and had to wear one of Noct’s biggest t-shirts, which was still super-fitted on Ignis. When he groans at the sight of how gods-damned casual he looks, wearing Noct’s black t-shirt with his own super smart trousers, Noctis wakes up and quietly loses his mind at how attractive it is to see a man who usually wears nothing but suits and French cuff shirts wearing a scuffy black t-shirt that Noct hasn’t worn in years. He used to sleep in it because it was too big. “Iggy?”
“What?” he barks, highly irritated.
“Will you come back after meeting my dad?” he asks sleepily.
“I’ve put my shirt in your washing machine,” he says. “So yes, I will be back to collect it.”
“Good,” Noct mumbles. “Coz I’m going to fuck you six different ways when you get back.” And promptly goes back to sleep with a dirty grin on his stupidly handsome face. Ignis oscillates between angry and horny all morning, and finds it very hard to concentrate in the meeting. Regis eyes the shirt, smirks to himself, and remains utterly silent on the matter. Ignis cannot look the king in the eye for a month afterwards.

Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares: Noctis. While he can drop off almost anywhere, he has a lot of trouble staying asleep, which is why he’s so tired all the time. The magic and the crystal weigh heavily on him, draining him, and he has horrible nightmares about demons, and nebulous visions of darkness ahead. He wakes with a little choked cry, and Ignis is there with a cool cloth and a gentle embrace. “Don’t leave me, Iggy,” Noctis whimpers into Ignis’ shoulder. “Please don’t ever leave me.”
“I won’t, Noct. I’m here. I’ll always be here.”

Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep: Ignis. Assaulting the crown prince of Lucis, even accidentally and literally just one time, is something that Noctis likes to use against Ignis as blackmail fodder. Ignis wants him to go to dinner with his father? Noctis threatens to tell his father that Ignis was the one who gave him that black eye. Ignis only once tried to counter by saying he’ll have to admit that they’re sleeping together, to which Noct winked and said, “You think he doesn’t know?” Ignis went up in flames on the spot and was never seen again.

Who can’t keep their hands to themselves: Ignis. Most of the time he’s very composed, but when he loses it, there’s little that Noct can do to stop him besides actually ordering him to stop. Which he won’t do, because Ignis is a man of very talents, and while he’s good with words, he’s even better with his tongue. 

anonymous asked:

Ok but has anyone else thought about the fact that the timeline could line up for a very odd Len-surprise relations. Because Len's about old enough that if Francine had happened to have gotten with Lewis before she got with Joe, stuck around for a bit, had Len, left . . . Well it'd make for some interesting West Family shenanigans. ("Surprise Iris, you have 2 brothers!")

OMG Lenny being Iris and Wally’s big bro is everything I didn’t know I wanted now I want to write this


MC Jung Hyung Don: There’s always a reason when a girl cuts her long hair.

ChaeyoungI just wanted to cut it. I’m the type who has to do it when I get into something. I saw that Kristen Stewart cut her hair short and I liked it so I got it cut. J.Y. Park told me to ask for permission before I do it from now on. He was very surprised.


gif request meme: (paiqeturco asked) the mummy + favorite character

evelyn “evie” o'connell (née carnahan); “the only thing that scares me, mr. o'connell, are your manners.”


My D&D character, Rue, for that one OC outfit meme. The prompts I got, from top to bottom:

👑 dressed as royalty 
🎄 in an ugly Christmas sweater
❌ in something they would absolutely never wear (a wetsuit in this case)
💤 in their sleep attire (soft, loose enough for maximum fluff expansion)
🌁 OC in a hoodie (also acceptable sleep attire)

(I’m not accepting any more asks. Thanks to those of you who sent prompts!)

my predictions for every Defenders episode

1. Four Dysfunctional Strangers Stuck In An Elevator For An Hour 

2. Claire Temple Gives Up

3. We All Went Drinking And Just Kind of Ended Up Napping In The Trash

4. Hi I’m Here To Ruin Everything: A Novel by Sigourney Weaver

5. We Should Be Fighting Sigourney Weaver but the Iron Fist Wandered Off To Get Food Again

6. We Have To Venture Outside Manhattan to Win But The Rest of New York Is Just Too Scary

7. Karen Page Showed Up And That’s All Anyone Cares About

8. Now That We Won I’m Never Talking to Any Of You Ever Again (We All Went Drinking and Just Kind of Ended Up Napping In The Trash pt 2)

The Fic Writer’s Beatitudes

Blessed are the readers, for theirs is the archive.

Blessed are the betas: for they help us write the stories we see in our hearts.
Blessed are they that kudo, for they reassure us that someone likes what we’ve done.
Blessed are the rebloggers and reccers, for they help the readers find our work.
Blessed are they which leave comments on a WIP that say something other than “write more please”: for they comfort us when we feel taken for granted.
Blessed are the commenters; for their words bring us joy.
Blessed are the loyal fans, for they keep the fandom alive.
Blessed are the fan artists, for they bring our worlds to life before our eyes.
Blessed are they which read an entire long fic and comment each chapter, for the string of comment notifications fills the writer’s heart with delight.
Blessed are ye, who rec our fics in public and tag us, for seeing that we made somebody squee is the light in our days.
Rejoice, and be exceeding glad; for great is your reward in fandom.