we pulled over to take this

Just imagine Tony singing ‘Shape of you’ by Ed Sheeran to Steve

Tony: *starts humming to the radio*
…The club isn’t the best place to find a lover, So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
*smirks at Steve, who’s sitting on a bar stool*

Come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I’ll give it a chance now 
*Extends hand to Steve* 
Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance, and now I’m singing like
*Pulls Steve into a small dance in the kitchen*
 Girl Boy, you know I want your love. Your love was handmade for somebody like me 

Steve: *starts blushing and smiles since he doesn’t know the song

Tony: Grab on my waist and put that body on me
*Tony takes Steve’s hands and places them on his waist* 
…I’m in love with the shape of you-  We push and pull like a magnet do
*grazes over Steve’s muscles and abs, flirtingly* 

Steve: *starts swaying to the beat* 

Tony: Although my heart is falling too. I’m in love with your body
And last night you were in my room- 
*Turns around*
 -And now my bedsheets smell like you


Steve: *spins Tony* 

Tony: *spins back to Steve* 
Every day discovering something brand new
I’m in love with your body 
*take steps back and forth in unison* 
I’m in love with your body
*sticks hand into a cupboard* 
I’m in love with your body
*pulls something out and hides it behind his back when steve doesn’t notice* 
I’m in love with your body. Every day discovering something brand new. 
I’m in love with the shape of you
*holds up dorito to Steve’s body before breaking out laughing* 

Photographic proof of Eddie Redmayne eyes. This picture was taken at a roadside pit-stop during one of our roadtrips. I don’t know why the husband felt the need to take my picture when we pulled over, but he did–and my hair was a mess and I’m smiling because I’m like “…really?”

I dunno, he’s weird. Whatever. So there’s my mug, folks. My hair is short now, this was taken a few days before I cut it all off beause I was super tired of fucking with it!

A Macbeth version where one of the witches is always hooded and no one sees her face all through the play. Then after Lady Macbeth’s death we see two witches approaching the queen’s corpse, bearing a cloak and  reaching the body say “Come sister, your part is done” at which the Lady rises, takes the cloak, pulls the hood over her face and all three witches disappear laughing manically at their latest triumph over the gullible humans.

Organized by Ao3 hit count, here are the


  1. Pull Me Under by zarah5
  2. Things Have Gotten Closer To The Sun by starseas
  3. Red Brick Heart by hazmesentir
  4. Like A Bastard On The Burning Sea by vashtaneradas
  5. Speaking of Marvels by navigator, quitter
  6. Never Shut Us Down by togetherwecouldbealright
  7. Nothing Else But Us Right Here by supernope
  8. Take Off Your Running Shoes by polkadotpeacoat
  9. You You You by isthatyoularry
  10. We’re Okay by scottmcniceass
  11. Fall Into Your Gravity by zarah5
  12. This Shifting Ground by zarah5
  13. Learning To Breathe by youcomecrash
  14. Another Hazy May by deLILAh
  15. River Flows In You by sarcasticfluentry
  16. Sing When You’re Winning by hazmesentir
  17. I Hear You Calling In The Dead Of Night by Thelonelycoast
  18. Kink Therapy by PuzzlingApproach
  19. No One Does It Better by nodibs
  20. Talk Like A Top Take It Like A Bottom by harrysprostate
  21. Monsters At Home by theteapirate
  22. A House Built Out Of Stone by robpatFF
  23. These Roads We Stumble Down by onewasturning
  24. Don’t Look Down by zarah5
  25. A Grocery List Pinned To Blue by dangerbears
  26. Bring Your Body, Baby by smuttythings
  27. Push You Over The Edge (So I Can Pull You Back) by orphan_account
  28. Put It All On Me by LoadedGunn
  29. Thank The Hotel by PuzzlingApproach
  30. You Come Beating Like Moth’s Wings by supernope
  31. There’s No Way That I Could Share You by paladincoolcats
  32. Sizing Up Your Storm Clouds by darkerwings
  33. One Day by sarcasticfluentry
  34. You Give Me Fever (What A Lovely Way To Burn) by OneDirectionsErections
  35. Can I Make It Any More Obvious? by slashter
  36. The One Where Harry Really Doesn’t Have Ten Cats by LoadedGunn
  37. You Let Me Violate You (You Bring Me Closer To God) by OneDirectionsErections
  38. Celebrity Discount by LoadedGunn
  39. Truly, Madly, Deeply (10 Things I Hate About You) by sunsetmog
  40. Glimpse Of The Silhouettes by orphan_account
  41. We Are Honey And The Bee by soleilouis
  42. I Had The Life Of Ordinary, I Spat It Out by TableForThree
  43. Trusting Things Beyond Mistake by sarcasticfluentry
  44. Three Day Getaway by smuttythings
  45. This Is The Road To Ruin (And We’re Starting At The End) by orphan_account
  46. Promise Not To Stop When I Say When by becka, mediaville
  47. Maybe This Time by sunsetmog
  48. Hold Onto Your Stars by vashtaneradas
  49. Outlast by disarm_d
  50. Heroes Of The Orange Skies by queenmcgonagall

Post 2/? of the Louis & Harry Fic History series

The Montreal Canadiens just lost 10-0 to the Blue Jackets and all I can think is Bad Bob’s live tweeting

If they get one more goal I’m unretiring just to show you how it’s done

Let’s all just pretend this isn’t happening

@canadiensMTL give me Therrien’s job and you won’t even have to pay me

@canadiensMTL in fact, I’ll pay you to let me take over as coach

[frustrated french]

This is the only way I’m going to accept this score [picture of the game with the bruins logo poorly photoshopped over the habs’]

It’s not against the rules if you’re desperate enough: RT @generichockeyfantwittername “Jack Z’s from MTL get him to play one period just so it’s not a shutout”

What if we wrapped cling film around the net so the puck can’t get in?

I should have turned the tv off by now, but therrien should have pulled montoya so

[angry french]

Remember when the leafs were the shitty canadian team? I miss those days

Half the people following the tweets are expecting some sort of backlash for the complaints about Therrien but all that happens is the hashtag #badbobforcoach starts trending

  • I love you, ____
  • Don’t you do that, don’t say your good-byes. Not yet, do you understand me? 
  • I got everything I need right here with me. 
  • I love waking up in the morning not knowing what’s gonna happen or, who I’m gonna meet, where I’m gonna wind up. 
  • You learn to take life as it comes at you… to make each day count.
  • Stay back! Don’t come any closer!
  • Come on, just give me your hand. I’ll pull you back over.
  • Do you love him?
  • Well, you’re being very rude. You shouldn’t be asking me this.
  • Well, it’s a simple question. Do you love the guy or not?
  • Why can’t you just answer the question?
  • You are so annoying.
  • I’m the king of the world!
  • This is where we first met.
  • I changed my mind.
  • Do you trust me?
  • Goodbye! I’m gonna never forget you!
  • You’re a good liar.
  • What I was thinking was, what could’ve happened to this girl to make her think she had no way out?
  • No, no, that’s not what I was thinking.
  • Well, I believe you may get your headlines, ____
  • You’re so stupid. Why did you do that, huh? You’re so stupid, ____
  • Oh God! I couldn’t go. I couldn’t go, _____
  • It’s not up to you to save me, ____.
  •  You’re a spoiled little brat, even, but under that, you’re the most amazingly, astounding, wonderful girl, woman that I’ve ever known…
  • Music to drown by. Now I know I’m in first class.
  • I know. It doesn’t make any sense. That’s why I trust it.
  • You unimaginable bastard!
  • Oh stop it, mother. You’ll give yourself a nose bleed.
  • So, you wanna go to a real party?
  • How did you find out I didn’t do it?
  • Well, you’re about to fall into the snake pit… what are you planning to wear?
  • You shine up like a new penny.
  • I will never forget you.
  • You want to walk a little faster through that valley there? 

The lovely @loosedart sent me the original post from @snowystater and i fic’d it! Sorry not to reblog the original post but the formatting was weird as it’s not a text post. Enjoy!

“It’s been an hour. I want to see my husband,” Jack announced to the mostly empty rink. When no one seemed to take him seriously he continued, “w3eOkay but really…” Jack frowned, “He’s like less than a mile away. Why can’t he be here?”

“Brahski! Brosef! Jackers!” Shitty drunkenly skated over, nearly crashing as he attempted to stop next to Jack, “We went through this already. It’s your bachelor party! You gotta celebrate with your friends!”

Jack’s frown deepened and the lines it created pulled his whole face down.

“Eric is my friend. Also, my friends are his friends. And I’m skating! He’d love to skate.”

The frown turned into a pout and Jack tried changing tactics, “It’s just like with all the wedding planning and my away games and his work and stuff I don’t even seen him ever. So wouldn’t it be great if I could see him AND we could hang out with our closest friends? That’d be swawesome. The swawesomest.”

Tater skated up next with Ransom hot on his heels.


“Yeah man,” echoed Ransom, “It’s skating time!”

“I wanna see Bits!” Jack had firmly moved into whining territory and he didn’t even care.

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This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Friends

(Our party has stayed out late drinking and dancing and bar hopping in a new city and find their way into a busy tavern, where there is already an arm wrestling match going on. We spot a familiar face–Kari, an NPC former adventurer who currently works as an extremely skilled magic user and enchanter for armor and clothing. The paladin bard, spotting her and not exactly being the shy type, decides to go surprise her and say hello…)

Paladin Bard:As we walk in, half-in-the-bag already, and we see Kari, I reach over, take the pitcher –still in [Ranger]’s hand…I don’t pull it out of her hand, but I grab it over her hand and pull her hand up with mine and take a quick sip out of the pitcher–

Ranger: Hey!

Paladin Bard: –and wander right over and come up right behind Kari–

Warlock: “Wait…”

Ranger: “Is he…?”

Warlock: “Is he…trying to…?”

Ranger: “I don’t…NOOO! Noooo. Nooooooo.”

Paladin Bard: (ooc) I’m just saying hi. I come right up behind Kari and put a hand on her shoulder where she’s watchin’ the match and say “So, where’s your money at?”

DM: (grinning) …okay! Roll a Wisdom save.

Paladin Bard: …uh oh.

Warlock: (ooc) You startled her!

Paladin Bard: (ooc) Apparently!


Paladin Bard: 15! (proudly) Wisdom is a save I’m proficient in!

DM: So, you reach over and start saying that and as you touch, her hand slaps down on yours and she goes “HO!” and you’re rock still. You cannot move. You’re frozen in place.

Paladin Bard: Shit.

DM: (as Kari) “It’s…fuckin’ you!”

Warlock: (grinning) I go over and put an arm around his shoulder and say, “Good look on you.”

(Despite the initial startle, our paladin was released and we spent the night continuing to drink heavily and dance and overall cause a ruckus in the tavern with Kari. Good times, but I think our Paladin Bard learned a very important lesson about startling magic users that night)

July 2015 - Rocky Mountains, CO
We travel over mountains the same way we journey through the high altitudes of the mind.
The philosopher Ernst Junger discussed the similarities between physical exploration and intellectual growth.
Both expand consciousness, pulling at and working with the soul, taking us to places higher than we ever knew possible. Sometimes it’s tough to breathe at the nosebleed mountains peaks. But we have to travel there, for up above the cloud cover we come face to face with Truth. #orangeisoptimism


P-goon: plays ‘I Spy’ but he’s only ‘spying’ the other members

Nakta: falls asleep immediately and doesn’t wake up until they reach their destination

Hojoon: bought out the previous gas station and is loudly offering everybody gummy worms

A-tom: sings loudly and horribly the whole trip

Hansol: constantly hits A-tom and tries to smother him with his neck pillow (“SHUT UP WE TURNED OFF THE RADIO AN HOUR AGO”)


Xero: “B-joo pull over i need to peeeeeeee”

Yano: taking selfies with Nakta (who’s still asleep somehow wtf)

Sangdo: is looking out the window with his headphones in, trying desperately to ignore everyone

okay, i mean

is it like their thing? it’s not the awkward ‘should i shake his hand OR hug him’ kind of moment BUT it’s exactly ‘let me take your palm in mine and pull you in for an embrace so that our hands can stay cradled between our chests and over our beating hearts while we latch onto each other’ + the tender look they share like they’ve entered into a space that is exclusively their own and basically as if they’ve been hugging like that all this time

Studio Ghibli & Mr. Miyazaki starters

- suggested by Anonymous and pulled from various films/sources

  • “You cannot alter your fate. However, you can rise to meet it”
  • “A heart’s a heavy burden”
  • “I’ve got something I want to protect - it’s you”
  • “I think we ought to live happily ever after”
  • “Once you’ve met someone, you never really forget them. It just takes a while for your memories to return”
  • “It will protect you. It’s made from the threads your friends wove together”
  • “Nothing that happens is ever forgotten, even if you can’t remember it”
  • “We need to find our own inspiration. Sometimes, it’s not easy”
  • “I make friends, then suddenly I can’t bear to be with any of them”
  • “Here’s another curse: may all your bacon burn!”

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Finn | Heathens 2/2 | Bálor

Title; Heathens 2/2

Pairing; Finn Bálor/Reader, Demon!Finn Bálor/Reader

Words; 6,630

Summary; All that’s happened, it is enabling him to take exactly what he wants until he gets what he desires, we’ll be at his whim…

Warnings; NSFW, mentions of deals with devils, oral sex, DemonKing!Bálor has a dirty mouth, voyeurism kink and bloodplay if you squint hard, latex free, spanking, hair pulling, biting, violence, some post-assault trauma and aftermath 

A/N: It’s here, but it’s not all over yet. There are other fics coming in Heathens!verse, after part two of Daydream Away. Daydream Away is in final revisions and editing, I’m hoping to have it out next week sometime, barring any further disruptions from my personal life. There may be some shorter works coming as well. I am participating in the 14 Days of Valentines party being run by @wrasslesmut. Please leave some love and/or constructive criticism.



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“I am so damn tired,” you moaned, running your hands over your face as you looked at Dean wearily. Dean smirked at you as he walked towards you, his hands landing on your hips pulling you close to him; his lips raised in a half smile.

“You know we could,” he started, but the second his eyes met yours and his hands fell on your hips, he knew you were in no mood. He quickly diverted his train of thought. “We could uh, take a nap,” he suggested with a smile and cocked eyebrow, proud of himself.

You placed your hands on his chest, running your fingers across it lightly, his muscles dancing just at your feather light touch. “Smooth, Winchester,” you smirked, stretching up on your toes and kissing him sweetly. “But hell if that isn’t the best idea I’ve heard in all damn day,” you sighed, turning away from him and sliding out of your jeans, leaving you in nothing but a tank top and your underwear.

“I didn’t mean that kind of nap but,” Dean chuckled, snaking his arms around your waist, planting a kiss on your neck. You tried, with little success, to fight him off, but you just ended up toppled onto the bed, Dean’s body falling on yours, his lips pecking you annoyingly as you giggle and pushed him away.

He stole a kiss, laughing triumphantly as he rolled off of you and allowed you to snuggle into his side as he pulled you close.

“You’re such an idiot,” you yawned, your eyes suddenly as heavy as Dean’s arm wrapped around your shoulder.

“You love it,” Dean whispered, kissing your forehead, resting his cheek on the top of your head. “Get some sleep, sweetheart,” he murmured, but you were out like a light, already dead to the world. Soon his breathing slowed as he drifted off to sleep with you in his arms.

Sleeping with Dean didn’t always have to be physical. Sleeping with Dean did always mean safety. No matter how you were wrapped in his arms, you were safe when you slept with Dean and knowing that always made the sleep come so much easier.

Delayed Response (Lin/Reader)

Prompt:  lin/reader “You asked me to marry you under a mistletoe on Christmas morning, but I’m still a little sleepy so I didn’t really hear what you said AU.”

Author’s Note: Shortest fic I’ve ever written so… there’s that.

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda/Reader

Summary: It’s early Christmas morning and Lin, your long-time boyfriend, is dying to get you out of bed to open a really important gift. Though sleep is tempting, Lin isn’t taking no for answer.

Rating: T because of like one instance of swearing.

Warnings: Nah we cool fam

Words: 864

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NCT Dream School-Mate Behind the Scenes

PD: Alright, that was excellent kids! You all can have a 10 min break!

Jeno: *drops his smile & pulls out his phone*


Jisung: *rolls eyes* here we go again….

Chenle: *smiles & says somethin in chinese*

Haechan: bitch what tf did u just say to me????

Renjun: he called u a no good attention seeking cunt that needs to back off before he buys your family & sm

Mark: y'all can u keep it quiet over there? i’m tryna practice for high school rapper

Haechan: boy shut yo ass up no one was talking to you go practice in a washroom stall

Jaemin: *pops out with a smile and some popcorn* hEy guys!!!!! How’s my fav team members doing???

Haechan: *fixes hair* um hello, can someone tell this unknown nugu hoe to get outta here?? 

Jaemin: Haechan. it’s me.

Haechan: sorry i don’t talk to strangers bye. *stands up* SECURITY WHERE TF ARE U?????

Jaemin: thats a really funny joke but seriously stop Donghyuck, I was just gonna ask if anyone wanted to watch Finding Dory with me?

Haechan: *whispers* this bitch even knows my real name. *shrieks* SECURITY IM GONNA HAVE YALLS ASSES SUED IF YALL DONT POP OUT RIGHTNOW ISTG

Jaemin: Mark cmon u remember me right???

Mark: *smiles* sorry if your a fan you’re gonna have to stay outside, this is against company policy. I can give u half-off at our next fanmeet if you’d like?


Jaemin: w o wy'all really gonna play me like that huh?

Chenle: Hi! i’m chenle! he he! You look like this hyung I know but he’s kinda injured right now and needs rest so you couldn’t possibly be him!

Renjun: *says something aggressively in chinese to chenle*

Jaemin: ????

Renjun: *nervously smiles* ha hah um if you’d like to contact us please talk to our manager over there…

Jaemin: *turns around*

Renjun: *knocks him out with a roundhouse kick*

Haechan: finally, thank u renjim, he was really gettin on my nerves

Jeno: *looks up* guys u do realize that was Jaemin who was part of our Chewing Gum promotions right???

Haechan: Jeno go back to looking up turtle porn, no one called on ur ass boo

Chenle: Hi! I’m Chenle! he he! I’m Nct dream’s main vocalist!

Renjun: shut up before haechan whoops ur ass to china

Haechan: it don’t matter ramjam, after all i’m the one carrying this group as USUAL, his hoeass can spout whatever nonsense he wants to. BECAUSE I WON THE FIRST AWARD FOR NCT. ME LEE DONGHYUCK. y'all can roll in mud and eat shit for all i care 


Haechan: lol ok who got his spongebob panties in a twist? 


PD: alright boys! we’re on in 5!-

*makeup & hair staff sprint in and fix the boys*

PD: 4!

Jisung: *mutters some satan verses*

PD: 3!

Renjun: *drags Jaemin and shoves him in a locker*

PD: 2!

Haechan: *cracks neck and mutters repeatedly* you’re the queen, everyone else is a peasant

PD: 1! Start!

Nct dream: *smile and does cute stuff*

*Jaemin’s body falls out of the locker*

Renjun: ……………. shit

Cuddling w/ Tom! POC

***Now taking requests!

  • Tom dragging you to his trailer after a long day of shooting.
  • “I can’t believe we still have like 5 hours left.” You whine
  • Despite being tired himself, Tom picks you up bridal style and carries you into his trailer
  • Tom flopping on his couch and waiting for you to join
  • You head snuggled in the crook of his neck as he pulls the blanket over you two
  • “You smell great.” You say 
  • “You’re so weird Y/N.”
  • “But you love me and all my weirdness.”
  • “That I do.” He says kissing your forehead.
  • Tom burping
  • You pushing him and falling off the couch
  • “Ow”
  • Tom laughing at you and pulling you back on the couch
  • “That was disgusting Tom!”
  • “Sorry, you know I get gassy when I have Mexican food.”
  • Tom playing with your hair
  • “Why do you always get to be the big spoon?” You ask
  • “Because I am big spoon qualified.” He retorts
  • “So your saying I can’t be the big spoon?”
  • “Fine, Y/N!”
  • Tom reluctantly switching positions
  • Tom resting his head on your tits 
  • “This actually isn’t bad.” He says poking your boob
  • “You’re so silly.” You laugh
  • You play with Tom’s messy hair causing him to fall asleep 
  • You two fall asleep in each other’s arms.
  • “Wake up love birds.” Haz says.
  • You look up to see Harry, Sam, Paddy, an Haz all standing over the top of you two.
  • “Gross!” Paddy says.
  • “Shut up!” Tom says helping you up.
  • “I’ll see you back on set babe!” You kiss him and push through the Holland brothers ruffling their hair. 
The Christmas We Never Had [Part 5/13]

I’m collaborating with @jinglesoldier this December to bring you a slightly interconnected daily drabble series from each of us. Taylen will be posting on the odd days and I’ll be posting on the even days of the month until Christmas day, so we hope you’ll enjoy this little present!

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Explicit language

Word Count: 1,093

>> Read Part Four | Read Yesterday’s Post <<

It was finally a day off. Well, at least it was for you. Steve, being the kind soul that he was, decided to take up an extra shift because a co-worker caught a cold. You heard the dreadful ring of the alarm, but refused to open your eyes. Steve silenced the clock and stealthily rolled out of bed, pulling the covers up and tucking you in before shuffling over to the bathroom with a yawn.

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  • Nora: Okay, let me ask you this, Jaune. What's your zombie plan?
  • Jaune: My what?
  • Nora: There's two kinds of people in the world, Jaune. Those who have a plan prepared for when the zombies take over the Remnant, and those who don't. We call those last people dinner.
  • Jaune: Nobody does that!
  • Nora: In my zombie plan, I'm going to Atlas, because zombies have no body heat. They'll freeze like corpse-sicles! It's brilliant!
  • Jaune: Nobody else thinks about stuff like that!
  • Nora: Hey Ren!
  • Ren: What?
  • Nora: What's your zombie plan?
  • Ren: I have two weeks worth of food stored in my attic. I climb up and pull up the ladder with me.
  • Jaune: What?!
  • Nora: What happens at the ends of the two weeks?
  • Ren: Oh, I'm keeping that to myself! I don't want to risk you turning into a zombie and knowing what I'm up to!