why is his hair green

2

in which Genji hasn’t changed as much as it seems

Hanzo probably looks vaguely uncomfortable/guilty every time Genji hangs around him and makes brotherly gestures now bc he’s still riding the “oh my god i tried to kill my baby brother i cannot be forgiven for that” train that returned with a vengeance when Genji reappeared.

Hanzo has a lot of stuff to work through.  Genji’s had 10(?) years to look back on the event and what happened and who he is now and come to terms with it and forgive.  Hanzo was basically hit with a feels truck + paradigm shift when Genji reappeared into his life so he’s pro ba b ly reliving the consequences of what he did pretty hard all over again.

Anyways, I’m p sure Genji just aggressively wants his big brother to be his big brother again

The City, Part 7 [End]

A/N:  I’m sad to see this story end as it’s my first one. But I am proud of the story I wrote and I’m excited for what happens next.

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Summary: Your two year long relationship has ended. With a new apartment and job you’re ready to move on from your relationship. But The City seems to have other plans for you.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings/Triggers: none

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Final

Part 7

Your eyebrows shot up as Tae and Jin guided you through the busy restaurants and the view of 4 handsome boys came into view. It was the rest of BTS and with a nervous heart you looked at their faces, but Namjoon’s wasn’t among them. Tae and Jin shot each other glances and moved their bodies closer to yours. They closed the gap in case you decided to bolt out the door. 

“What is this? An intervention?” you scoffed, taking a seat next to Hobi. It was impossible to stay made when Hobi flashed you a smile. His heart shaped face could probably melt the sun if he tried.

“No! Y/N, we just thought that since it’s been awhile we should all meet up and get lunch together. We all missed you!” he tried to re-assure you.

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The Joker x Reader - “Yuki”

If you have to choose a favorite gift, the husky puppy you received from The Joker will always be number one. Your boyfriend doesn’t seem to be  a big fan of the little fluff ball, but you know better.

Related to this: http://diyunho.tumblr.com/post/162692143711/the-joker-x-reader-obsession

– “Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good boy?” you kneel by the little husky while it goes crazy waiting for its treat.

“Me!!” you hear J responding from the hallway and you lay down on your back, lifting Yuki up in the air and he barks, excited, struggling to reach you.

“Don’t listen to Daddy, he’s never a good boy,” you laugh to yourself and finally put the fluff ball down and give him its treat.

“Where’s my treat, hm?” J rests his head on the door frame, watching you being so in love with his little gift.

“You want one too?”

“Oohhh, I would love a treat in the middle of the day,” your boyfriend grins, winking.

You get up from the carpet, decided to make it happen. But before that, you have a surprise you’ve been working on for about 2 weeks:

“Baby, check this out,” and you take a Batman stuffed doll from the puppy’s toy box, throwing it on the ground. “Kill Batsy for Daddy! Kill him!”

“Grrrrrr!!!!!” Yuki starts growling, taking a defensive stance, then jumps on the doll, clawing it and ripping it to pieces. In a few seconds, there’s nothing left but bits and pieces.

J is absolutely amazed.

“Holy crap! That is awesome!” he admits, coming over to pet the tiny hero and his hand gets licked. “Not too bad for a mutt, I’m impressed!”

“He’s not a mutt,” you pout, petting Yuki also. J ignores you and reaches over to your ear, starting to whisper about all the dirty things he wants to do to you tonight. You giggle because feeling his lips on your neck makes you ticklish and he helps you up, continuing to hold you and purr.

“What do you think, hm? I think it sounds good. But it’s separate from my treat, I just want to mention,” The Joker bites his cheek and you kiss his shoulder because why wouldn’t you?! And you whisper back some stuff that he finds kinky as hell and he just can’t wait. By the way you’re both breathing and clinging to each other, you won’t make it through tonight. You kiss him in a frenzy and hop in his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist as tight as you can.

You seem to be in trouble, so your pet rushes to grab J’s pants, pulling him back.

“Woof ! Woof ! Grrrrr!!”

The two of you look down with mixed feelings: you are thrilled and your man is kind of annoyed.

“Oh my God, such a good boy; he thinks I’m in danger!”

“Don’t encourage this behavior, Kitten!” and J shakes his leg to make Yuki go away but it’s not happening. “Get lost, this is my girl!”

Nope, it’s not happening.

“Are you kidding me?!” The Joker keeps on walking with you hanging on to him, dragging the pest on the carpet because it won’t let go. “For God’s sake, what a stubborn mule!”

“Grrrrrr!!!!”

“Hehehehe, so cute!” you kiss J again and he’s sort of blindly heading towards the master bedroom with the two burdens of his life: one he likes for sure, the other…has its moments.

– The Joker wakes up first and since he’s holding you from behind, the back of your neck gets repeatedly kissed as his hand slides down in your underwear. The sharp, tiny teeth sink into his skin.

“Auch!” he gets on his elbow, looking at Yuki who was sleeping on your side until… it felt you’re in trouble again. “Stop it!”

”Grrrr!!!”

“Let go, you stinker!!”

The puppy obeys and joyfully steps over you, dashing to his other owner to show its affection.

The lady that smells nice and spoils him rotten is his; why does the green haired human keep on stealing her away?! But he’s ok too…probably.

“You’re such a pain in the ass!” your boyfriend pretends to be mad but scratches the furry blue eyed monster behind its ears while cuddled to his chest.

They keep on staring at one another and Yuki’s tail stops moving. There’s something going on.

“Listen here, mutt, Y/N is mine, understand? Do not interfere!”

“Woof!”

“Shut up!” and the stare down continues until Yuki whimpers and gives up under the pressure of the other intense blue gaze.

The Joker is full of himself.

“Excellent, get used to it! I always win.”

You finally burst out laughing and turn towards them. You were awake since you felt J’s hand and listened to the whole conversation.

“This is hilarious! My two boys fighting for me, “ and you continue to laugh. The little husky keeps on licking your face, then switches to J, hyper like no other.

“Ha, ha, ha,” the sarcastic, mocking laugh follows your impertinence. “ Yeah, so funny, Doll. Since you’re a pain in the ass too, I wouldn’t be so thrilled if I were you.”

Laughing intensifies.

– The Joker is in his office when he hears the tiny feet on the marble.

“Woof, woof!” Yuki gets his attention and loudly breaths, touching J’s shoes with the front paws.

“What is it, you pest?”

“Grrrrrr!!!!” and the doggie drops an item to his feet.

“What is this, huh?” J lifts the sheer, lacy fabric to discover the sexy bra you were wearing before he took it off in no time last night. It was found on the floor. “Ahhh, so this is what she had on,” he smirks. He never really looks because he undresses you so fast. “Nice, right?” J inhales your perfume from the lace, stashing it in one of the desk’s drawers afterwards. “Good boy!” he approves the action, giving Yuki a treat. “You’re not so bad sometimes…”

“Woof, woof!” the happy camper munches on the cracker, leaving as soon as is done with it.

– You’re in the one of the three bathrooms downstairs, giving Yuki a bath. There’s water all over and definitely some fun: laughter and barking, growling and bubbles.

“How come I’m not invited to the wet t-shirt contest?” J puckers his lips, analyzing the commotion he heard from upstairs.

“Because you have no t-shirt on,” you wink, rinsing the fur.

“I don’t need one, do I?!”

“No, come help me, I’ve never seen something so small being so restless,” you beg and The Joker indulges the request, kneeling by you. You are soaking wet.

“Here, you hold him and I’ll finish up rinsing.”

“I’ll do it, Princess, but I need payment in return,” he firmly holds Yuki while you finish up.

“What kind of payment?”

“We’re going out tonight and then for a drive.”

“Oh, that’s it?” you snicker, grabbing a towel to wrap your treasure in.

“There’s more, but we’ll start with that. Hey, not so fast!” J reaches to catch the escape artist but it’s too late; he fled so quickly from your arms.

“Well, at least he’s all clean now.”

“And you’re all wet,” J mumbles, taking off your wet t-shirt. “I don’t want you to catch a cold.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever had a more thoughtful boyfriend,” you let him undress you and he turns on the water. You were sarcastic but he doesn’t care.

“Of course you didn’t, they were all idiots,” he grumbles and takes off his sweatpants.“Let’s take a shower, Princess.”

Oh, no, it sounds like you’re in trouble again. Your husky runs straight back into the bathtub because the shower curtain is parted to the side.

“Grrrrrr !!!!!” he tries to grab J’s ankle but can’t because it’s slippery.

“Are you kidding me?!” he pushes the stinker away with his foot but it’s not working.

“We should have closed the door,” you sigh and look down, delighted. “Good boy!”

“Don’t encourage this behavior, Pumpkin!” J gets aggravated and picks up the culprit, taking it to the balcony and locking the door after him. “Stay there!” the finger gets pointed at the furry dog while the scratches on the glass door won’t stop.

“Woof, woof, woof!”

“I told you I always win, get used to it!” J taps on the glass before leaving. He turns to go but after two steps changes his mind. He cracks the door enough to reach out his hand and pet Yuki, muttering: “Good boy!” The doggie goes insane from the praise and licks his hand, barking up a storm. “ Uhhh, what am I gonna do with you?” and the puppy gets lift up again and brought back to the shower. “We have to rinse him again, Doll, he got suds all over. Why are you smiling like that?! That’s why I brought him here again !!”

“I didn’t say anything,” you lift your shoulders up, pouring more shampoo on your hair.

– For your date, J rented the terrace of your favorite restaurant, this way nobody disturbs you. The fluff ball is running all over the place, sniffing around and being over excited about the new space to explore.

“Say, baby…”you stir the conversation towards a topic you wanted to talk to The Joker for a while.

“Yes?” he stops his chopsticks midair, looking at you.

“Wouldn’t it be nice if Yuki would have somebody else to play with?”

J gulps and places the chopsticks to the side of his sushi plate, not liking where this is headed.

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean,” and your eyes keep burning while waiting for the answer.

“Mmmm, I don’t know about that, Princess…” he inhales, uncomfortable. “I already have two pains in the ass, what am I supposed to do with a third one, hm?”

You just keep on glaring in his eyes, puckering your lips in anticipation.

“I’ll think about it, ok?” J tries to get around it.

“Come on, please? Please?…”

“I said I’ll think about it!” he raises his voice, squirming in the chair.

“Please, baby. Think about it this way: if Yuki has someone to play with, he won’t bug you that much.”

The Joker rolls his eyes and leans back, tapping his fingers on the table.

“So I’m supposed to have a kid so that my dog won’t bother me as much?” he lifts his nonexistent eyebrows, slowly blinking.

“Exactly,” you agree, playing with your food.

“Hmmm, that sounds like a pretty good deal…” and your silence and watery eyes make him even more uneasy. “Why are you smiling like that?! I’m just agreeing because it is a pretty cool idea to take a break from that pest.”

“I didn’t say anything…” you take a sip of sake as your smile gets wider and wider.

“How much do you love me, Doll?” J changes the subject; that’s what he always does when he’s done talking about something.

You look up at the night sky filled with shiny stars, pick one and point towards it.

“From here to that star, baby.”

“Which one?” your boyfriend narrows his eyes, trying to figure out the celestial landmark.

“That one!”

“They all look the same, Y/N. There’s a gazillion of them.”

“That one!!”you insist on your choice but he continues to complain about the location. After bickering for another 5 minutes, you both drop it; it’s useless.

“How much do you love me, baby?” the question follows his tantrum and he peeks to his left, pointing towards the huge construction.

“From here to that water tower, Pumpkin.”

“It’s like…across the street, J !!!!” you kick his foot under the table, exasperated.

“Better than nothing; definitely an upgrade from last year,” he teases and you keep on stabbing your sushi, irked.

“Are we done here? Wanna go for that drive?” he offers and you stand up in your pretty dress, still sulking.

“It’s a bit chilly out here…” you hint and…nothing. “Hey, I said it’s chilly!”

“So?”

“For heaven’s sake, you’re supposed to offer me your jacket!!”

“If you want my jacket, why don’t you just ask for it?!” The King of Gotham shouts and you yank the item out of his hands, stomping towards the elevator. Yuki barks, sprinting over to walk by the green haired human.

“Who understands women, huh?” he addresses the little husky.

“Woof, woof!”

“Indeed my opinion too!” J takes a deep breath, quickening the pace.

– The Joker is speeding on the streets and you are having so much fun! The window on your side is rolled down and Yuki’s ears and fur are flying all over the place; he’s enjoying every second. He’s so impatient you have to hold him in place, afraid he’ll jump out. Suddenly, you realize it:
“Check that out, J , a Batsy signal!” and sure there’s one high up above Gotham. The puppy starts howling and The Joker snorts, caressing the little fluffy head:

“The pest got the right idea!”

You just can’t stop laughing and almost lose your balance at a sharp turn.

– You are on the balcony, playing with your husky.

“Pumpkin, wanna work some overtime for that third thorn in my side we’re supposed to make?”

“Really?” you turn your head to admire The Prince of Crime nonchalantly standing there with just a towel around his waist.

“Yeah, hurry up!”

“Coming!” Yet, you cheerfully get a stuffed doll from the toy box, dropping it to the ground.”I thought him a new trick: Yuki, take care of the baby!” The blue eyed calamity huffs, then lays down, holding the puppet in between its front paws, gently placing its head on top of it.

“Ha!” you clap, almost yelling. “See?? We already have a babysitter!!!”

“Would you look at that? The mutt has skills! Not bad at all. Now chop-chop, let’s go, I’m a busy person.”

“No you’re not,” you have the audacity to state the obvious while getting inside the penthouse by him.“You do what you want all the time.” Your ass gets groped so hard you squeal.

Oh, no, it sounds like you’re in danger. And that man is stealing you again.

Before you can react, Yuki charges at the Joker, jumping up to grab the towel and viciously pulling down on it with all its strength.

“ Stop it, you furry menace!!”

Nope, the towel is on the floor, mercilessly killed by your cute pet.

“Such great instincts,” you praise, proud as you can be you while you get lift up and tossed on J’s shoulder. “Good boy!”

Your butt gets slapped.

“Don’t encourage this kind of behavior, Kitten!”

“I think our puppy was trying to help; I mean, you’re already naked, good to go. Saves time since you’re such a busy person.”

“Sassy, hmm?” and so many pinches follow, making your eyes watery so you have to get revenge:

“Yuki, go bite Daddy!”

“Grrrrrr!!!!!!” your defender runs to your help.

“Seriously?!” The Joker steps inside the bedroom, slamming the door before the doggie gets to him. “I always win, get used to it!” J triumphantly disappoints the puppy, dumping you on the bed. Yuki is scratching and crying at the door.

“Awww, my little hero,” you touch your heart, actually getting upset the fluff ball is out there, struggling to get in.

“Uhhh, such a pain in the ass!” J grumbles and cracks the door open enough to pet the ruthless killer.
“Good boy,” he whispers and Yuki growls. The Joker starts growling also and they stare at each other until the little one whimpers and begins to lick the pale fingers.
“Light weight,” J grins and closes the door. “I told you the girl is mine!”

“Grrrrrrr!!!!!” is heard from the other side of the door.

“Good boy!” you shout while you push your boyfriend against the wall, panting.

“I told you not to encourage this kind of behavior,” he purrs in your ear and you pin his arms behind his back.

“I wasn’t talking to Yuki,” you bite his lower lip, snickering.

“Ooohhhh,” it finally clicks. “Am I going to get a treat then?”
“So many you’ll have to spend the day in bed tomorrow. Which won’t be productive since you’re such a busy person but you’ll have to…”

Yeap, no, you don’t get to finish because J starts kissing you so roughly you let go of his hands and now you’re the one trapped against the wall.

“Didn’t you hear the rumor?” he stops for a few seconds so you can both catch your breath. “I always win.”


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Why So Serious? - Preview

Originally posted by candymandy19


They called him the Joker. His neon green hair and eerie smile set fear in the hearts of everyone he encountered. Except you. They called you his Harley Quinn. Like the comics, your relationship was broken and deranged on many levels but one. You were crazy about each other. As heirs of the two biggest competing mafia organisations in the city, you were taught to hate him from a young age.

Your first encounter with him had been by no means pleasant. Ever so fearless and slightly deranged, Jiyong and his crew came in guns blazing in an attempt to take over your organisation. Ever so calculated and smart, you were prepared for the attack. Intend on killing each member present, all action ceased when his eyes landed on yours. Having only ever heard of you before, the sight of you looking every bit as powerful as him left him awestruck. People whispered that it had been love at first sight and even though you always denied it, maybe it had been. All you knew was that when you went to put a gun on him in his distracted state, you couldn’t bring yourself to pull the trigger. There was something about this man – a complete stranger yet a sworn enemy – that got your heart beating faster. His look meant to intimidate every enemy only brought you exhilaration.

Whoops

Marvin never imagined he’d be here, with Sean before he was even thought up. He looked around amazed at what he had just done, he was simply practicing his magic, trying new ones and mastering old ones when he suddenly teleported to a cabin. He didn’t think much of it, just that he teleported and he could easily go back home…that was until he saw Sean.

“Who the hell are you,” he asked backing away. Why was a random man with green hair, a strange cat like mask, a magician’s cape and hat, sitting in his living room? “Sean? How did you get here too,” Marvin asks standing up and stretching a bit. He looked around the cabin and realized it was Sean’s old house. “Did you come back to visit your mom and stuff?”

“I didn’t come here to visit, I live here,” Sean said still afraid of the other. “Who are you? How did you get here, in my living room?” “Sean, it’s me…Marvin, you know Marvin the magnificent. You made me, you’re the original and I’m almost like a copy. What’s wrong Sean how come you don’t remember me anymore,” he asks confused. Why was he acting so strange. Actually, why didn’t he have his normal green hair anymore, did he get it redyed while Marvin was gone.

“I’ve never seen you before in my life! How the hell do you know my real name? I hardly tell people my real name,” Sean was starting to get creeped out by Marvin, just him being here in general was bizarre. “Hold on, what day is it? Time and stuff,” Marvin asks. He had an idea what happened but he wanted to know if it was right.

“Day? Uh…the thirteenth of August, 2013,” Sean answered seriously confused now. Why did he have to know that? He could have easily just looked at a calendar or at his phone, it should tell him. “2013?!? How on earth did I go back in time,” Marvin asks surprised that he just time jumped. “Okay, calm down Marv, uh Sean? This is kinda, okay REALLY stupid sounding but…I’m from the future. You know how you have a YouTube channel called Jacksepticeye?”

“M-my channel? Yeah, what about it?” “Well, I’m from 2017 and well…your community made me, well they helped you see me and then you made me an official ‘character’ on your channel. Along with Schneeplestein, Chase Brody, Jacky-boy-man, and Anti.” “Anti? You mean like that weird character that people draw me as? The one who has different colored eyes? That’s something the fans made, not me,” he said tilting his head at Marvin. “How are you from the future? That’s impossible.”

“Not with magic it’s not,” Marvin said beaming. “I am a magician, we can do lots of stuff Sean. I just…don’t know how to go back.” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously as he blushed from embarrassment. “I um…kinda forgot the spell I used to get here, so it would take a while to remember.” “Let me get this right, you’re another part of me, from the future, that somehow used a magic spell and you’re now here with me, is that correct,” Sean asks running a hand through his now short hair.

“Uh…basically yeah. I can’t go home yet either, I need to remember the spell which will take a while. I’m kinda bad with memory,” he admit blushing a lot darker now. “Well, you can try remembering here, based on how you look and act most people here would not like you walking around their houses. We’re practically in a forest so you can walk around as much as you want.” “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” Marvin shouted before hugging Sean tightly. They almost fell over before Sean put a foot back and regained balance. “U-uh, you’re welcome…Marvin?” Marvin pulled out of the hug and nodded happily. “Yup, I’m called Marvin, you can call me Marv if you want, whatever’s easier for you,” he said happily.

A few days passed and Marvin finally pieced together the whole spell. He walked up to Sean and gave him one last hug. Sean hugged back tightly as he nuzzled into Marvin’s neck. “I’ll miss you bud. I’ll keep you in mind alright? And you’re always welcome to visit again,” he said smiling softly. Marvin nodded as he pulled out of the hug again, wanting to just say here but he knew he had to go.

“I’ll keep that in mind, bye Sean. Stay LIKE A BOSS,” he shouted smiling as he quickly cast the spell and went back to his time. Sean stood there for a while and smiled. He went over to his computer and started recording, “Top of the morning to ya laddies, my name is Jacksepticeye and something amazing just happened. Someone I know came back for a while, that’s why video’s are a bit behind today but I wasn’t able to record with them, they were here for a few days so we couldn’t do very much. I’ll try to get back in touch with them in the future but for now, thank you guys so much for watching, I will record something right after this, if you liked this punch that like button in the face LIKE A BOSS and, high fives all around *whapoosh, whapoosh* Thank you guys and I will see you all, in the next video!”

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@smolsepticeye-protection-squad @schneeplestein-protection-squad @schneeplestein-support-squad @magic-marvin-protection-patrol @chase-brody-protection-squad @jacksepticeye-egos @ego-protection-squad @therealjacksepticeye (have some more fluff)

Top 5 Thursday: Edgiest Champions

By Helmight

Kayn isn’t the first edgy champion to show up in League of Legends. Over the years, we’ve accumulated a veritable horde of assassins, teenagers, and ninjas who all think they’re the coolest of the cool – and try WAY too hard to make you think so too. Today’s Top 5 counts down the biggest edgelords in the game.

And just for clarity’s sake: Kayn is 100% the biggest edgelord in the game. He’d be an easy first place, but since he’s not in the game yet, I’ll be picking the next 5. Sorry Kayn.


#5:  Mordekaiser

The main reason Mordekaiser makes the list is because of how edgy his name is. “Mordekaiser” literally translates to “murder emperor” in German – it’s tough to get better than that.

Morde’s also an armor-wearing lich lord that enslaves the souls of those he kills. It sounds like a fifteen-year-old’s original character as is, so Morde definitely deserves a spot on the list.

#4:  Katarina

Katarina doesn’t look too edgy, but her voiceover is full of terrible lines. “Violence solves everything,” “Why? Because I can,” and “Never play fair” are just a few of her most edgy lines – and she has plenty more to regale you with.

Kat’s playstyle is pretty edgy too, what with all the dagger spamming and blinking around. At least she isn’t as bad as some of the other characters on the list.

#3:  Shaco

We all know some kid from high school who thought the Joker was the coolest thing ever when The Dark Knight came out. You know, the one that dyed his hair green and walked around saying “why so serious?” all the time? That one.

Shaco is that kid’s wet dream – he’s a Joker that you can actually play as and murder people with. I guess he’s not technically that edgy himself, but since his playerbase mostly is, he deserves to be up here. 

#2:  Xayah

One of the biggest reasons I hate Xayah is because of how edgy she’s trying to be. The concept of a vastayan warrior fighting for her people’s survival could have been cool, but Xayah’s whole voiceover and appearance just make her seem like a teenager rebelling against her parent’s curfew. Her whole goal is dumb too – Xayah doesn’t seem to be doing much besides being racist against humans.

I will never know why Rakan found her attractive – she’s just a terribly unpleasant person to be around.

#1: Talon

Before Kayn, Talon was bar-none the edgiest champion in the game. His whole voiceover was full of clichés, his voice acting itself was terrible, and his appearance made him look like a bad Assassin’s Creed ripoff. Talon has “original character, do not steal” written all over him.

Talon’s edge is so bad he barely looks like a League of Legends character – he could easily pass for a champion in some third-party ripoff game. All of these factors combine to give the Blade’s Shadow the top spot.


Let me know which champions you think are the edgiest in the comments, and be sure to like and reblog this post if you enjoyed it!

Mean Girls x GOM
  • Murasakibara to Aomine: If you're from Japan, why are you dark?
  • Midorima: Oh my god, Murasakibara, you can't just ask people why they're dark.
  • ———————————
  • [Trying to avoid plans with Akashi]
  • Midorima: I can't go out. *faux coughs softly* I'm sick.
  • Akashi: Boo, you whore.
  • ———————————
  • Some random girl: Nice hair, Momoi. What's it made of?
  • Momoi: Your mom's chest hair!
  • ———————————
  • Akashi, to others: On Wednesday, we wear our coordinate colors to represent rainbow and Teiko.
  • ———————————
  • Akashi: Midorima, I'm sorry I laughed at you that time you got diarrhea at Barnes & Nobles.
  • Akashi: And I'm sorry for telling everyone about it.
  • Akashi: And I'm sorry for repeating it now.
  • ———————————
  • Murasakibara: [delivering candy canes] Kuro-chin, two for you. Kise Ryouta? FOUR for you, Kise Ryouta! You go, Kise-chin. And uh... "Shitaro" Midorima. Do we have a "Shitaro" Midorima here?
  • Midorima: It's Shintaro.
  • Murasakibara: Oh Mido-chin, here you go, one for you... And none for Aomine Daiki, bye.
  • ———————————
  • Kuroko to Aomine: Don't have sex, because you will get pregnant and die! Don't have sex in the missionary position, don't have sex standing up, just don't do it, OK, promise?
  • ———————————
  • Akashi: Why don't I know you?
  • Kuroko: I'm new. I just moved here from the third string.
  • Akashi: What?
  • Kuroko: I used to be on third string.
  • Akashi: Wait... what?
  • Kuroko: I joined basketball and got in to third string because I don't have enough talent back then.
  • Akashi: No, I know what third string is, I'm not retarded! So you've actually never been to first string in your entire life? Shut up! Shut up!
  • Kuroko: I didn't say anything.
  • ———————————
  • Kise: Oh my God, I love your shirt! Where did you get it?
  • Midorima: It was my dad's in the '80s.
  • Kise: Vintage, so adorable.
  • Midorima: Thanks.
  • Kise: [after Midorima walks away] That is the ugliest f-ing shirt I've ever seen.
  • ———————————
  • [Aomine and Momoi introducing the other members of first string to Kuroko]
  • Aomine: That one there, that's Murasakibara. He is one of the dumbest boys you will ever meet. Momoi sat next to him in English last year.
  • Momoi: He asked me how to spell vegetables. God, he hates them to the point he couldn't spell it out.
  • Aomine: That nerd one, that's Midorima.
  • Momoi: He's totally rich because his dad invented weird yet popular Kerosuke.
  • Aomine: Midorima knows everybody's business, he knows everything about everyone.
  • Momoi: That's why his hair is so green, it's full of secrets.
  • Aomine: And evil takes a human form in Akashi Seijuro. Don't be fooled because he may seem like your typical selfish, back-stabbing slut faced ho-bag, but in reality, he's so much more than that.
  • Momoi: He's the king bee - the star, those other two are just his little workers.

I had a painting of Jacksepticeye up on Redbubble (hadn’t sold anything from it, by the way) but I got an email today saying that it was taken down because it was infringing on Markiplier’s rights. 


Wtf?

anonymous asked:

from most to least likely which of the ow boys would smoke weed?

Boys? Okie dokie

Junkrat doesn’t get high off weed, He prefers twinkies and cola.

Roadhog isn’t especially interested in it.

McCree tries it when he’s older, he prefers old fashioned but doesn’t mind lighting up with friends or to relax.

Jack is the type who swears he’d never touch it then Gabe get him stoned off a brownie at an office party or something

Pre-Reaper Gabe blazes whenever possible.

Hanzo coughs like a bitch when he tries it. Gets super paranoid.

Genji’s hella dank, why you think his hair is green for?

Lucio obviously blazes, he’s not the blunt rolling type though, he likes cool waxes, pens, dabs, cool bongs and such. Edibles for sure, his favorite is gummies.

Zenyatta is programmed high as shit, you see this dude?

Winston won’t touch the devil’s lettuce.

You KNOW Bastion lights that shit.

12:30 AM | YoonKook AU | Chapter 1

Where Jungkook is just a college boy who loves to party, and Yoongi works a late night job and hates the world. 

What happens when Jungkook walks into the convenience store during one of his drunken nights and Yoongi just happens to be working? It’s simple. Yoongi hates him. 

warnings: Bad language, drugs, smut (eventually, maybe), violence.

A/N: This is something I never thought I myself would end up writing to be completely honest, but I thought I would try it, this could be the only fic I do like this, but let’s see how this goes. 

I don’t feel too confident in the writing and editing here, but I feel like this is the best I can do, but if I continue then I will try harder!

forgive me if this doesn’t go well or to plan, I of course have another piece of work you could try :)

Word count: 3.1K

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Mint Green (M)

Genre: Smut/Fluff

Member: Min Yoongi

Words: 4224 Probably the longest smut I have ever written tho omfg


Anonymous requested:  Do you accept smut ?if you do could you do a yoongi smut ? Anything smutty would be nice * i’m a sinner*

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On a certain day at the coffee shop, you met a young, special fellow who had your favorite color as his haircolor. What you didn’t know, is that this guy’s only wish was to become YOUR special fellow.

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You absolutely had no doubts about it. Mint green was officially your favorite color.

Why?

Just because of several reasons.

You liked how the color mint green looked so refreshing. The color literally gave life to your life. Currently, mint green was the color of your nailpolish, the color of your phonecase (which was already getting damaged because the case was protecting your precious phone every single day) and ofcourse the color of the walls in your lovely, cozy apartment.

But that was not the main reason you liked mint green.

It was because of a certain young fellow, who happened to have the color of, surprise, surprise, mint green hair.

The name of this young fellow was Min Yoongi. Being the teasing brat you were, you sometimes even called him Mint Yoongi, finding the nickname quite hilarious. However Yoongi thought the opposite of it, so everytime you’d call him Mint Yoongi, he’d scoff at the nickname and stare at you in disbelief.

Being a coffee barista in a small coffee shop was not that exciting. Most of the time, you were just standing behind the cash register, taking orders of customers who desperately wanted their morning coffee so that they could survive their morning without being tired and sleepy.  

Every customer was the same, or so you thought it was. It would be mostly around 10 AM, when the first grumpy customer would enter the coffee shop and order a strong cup of cappuccino. Sometimes customers would be even making fun of your mint green nail polish, saying that the color was too bright to fit the color of your skin. Or that the color was too bright for your deadpanned face.

But when Min Yoongi entered the small coffee shop for the first time in his life, ordering a frappuccino as he looked at you with those lovely small brown orbs and complimented the color of your nail polish, you were fully convinced that not all the customers were the same as you thought.

Amongst all those flowers that looked exactly the same, there would be always that special flower that would stand out.

Min Yoongi was that special flower.

After your first encounter with the mint green haired boy, you found him regularly visiting the coffee shop, ordering his Frappuccino as usually. You learned that he moved into town to finish his Arts major at the Seoul National University, specializing in photography. He simply admired you when you told him that you were majoring in Law, specializing to be an advocate, also at the same university as Yoongi’s.

You soon became friends with Yoongi, to the point that he would visit your apartment often. When he made his first visit, he was really amazed at the color of your walls (which was mint green ofcourse). When Yoongi was looking at your family pictures that were hanging on the mint green walls of your living room, you couldn’t help but find yourself staring at the mint green haired boy, amazed by his facial features. You adored his jawline, which was not too sharp but also not too squishy. That small pout on his lips and the little frown he had when he was looking at the 9-years old you on the family photo that was the most precious to you. And not to forget, his mint green hair that was sparkling the grey surroundings of Seoul whenever he’d walk on the streets. You loved his mint green hair the most.

There was a moment when you wondered why he died his hair mint green. Although mint green was your favorite color, you would never die your hair in that color. When you finally asked Yoongi why he died his hair mint green, he just chuckled and looked at you with his gummy smile, while saying,

“Just because. I like to stand out in a simple way”.

After that, you adored him even more.

Soon, you found yourself falling for him. Slowly, but deeply. However, you did not want to sacrifice your friendship just because of your silly crush, so you decided to keep quiet. Besides, Yoongi did not even like you back, so what is the point of telling him?

That’s what you thought, ofcourse.

“So, what do you want to do on your rare free day off?”, Yoongi asked you, absentmindedly stroking your soft hair while you were laying down on his lap. It was an early Saturday evening and you guys were just being lazy in your living room, watching this variety show called ‘We Got Married’, and sometimes you couldn’t help but cringe at the clingy celebrities.

“I don’t know. Doing this is just fine actually”, you answered Yoongi as you looked up to him, your heart skipping a beat as you saw his beautiful orbs looking down on you. Honestly for you, it did not really matter. As long as Yoongi was by your side, you were fine. Even if that meant watching We Got Married together. Yay.

“Are you sure? Because you’re cringing every two seconds watching this show”, Yoongi laughed, revealing his gummy smile that you really loved seeing. You just shrugged your shoulders.

“I have to admit that I’m not really fond of this show. But you apparently love watching it so it’s fine to me”, you said, giving him a soft smile.

“It’s interesting to see how idols are behaving when they are in a married relationship…”, Yoongi mumbled to himself, but it was loud enough for you to hear. You raised both your brows, and you suddenly had this urge to ask him about it.

And so you did.

“When the time comes, do you want to marry that special someone you’ll love?”, you asked him with a soft voice, making him look down on you again, but this time he was the one with his brows raised.

Yoongi then furrowed his brows a little, which he always did when he was thinking seriously about something. Before you could stop yourself, you were already observing his facial features again. You found him strangely hot whenever he would think about something seriously, with his brows raised and his nose cringed up.

“I think I would… Yes.”, Yoongi finally said after a few seconds of good thinking, and you couldn’t help but smile at the thought of having Yoongi as  your husband, and perhaps, the father of your children. Although being sassy and grumpy was his favorite hobby, you also knew that he had a very caring heart. And that he had this strange love for Kumamon deep inside of him.

“Why are you smiling like that?”, the mint green haired boy suddenly asked, and you could feel your cheeks slowly getting hot all of a sudden. Crap.

“O-oh. It’s nothing!”, you answered him, a little bit too fast you assumed, by seeing the way he was looking at you. “I was just thinking about you being a husband and a father”, you said as you could feel yourself smile again. “You’d be a nice husband and a father, Yoongi”.

Yoongi looked at you in awe. He wasn’t expecting those words coming out of your mouth, considering the fact that you were a teasing bitch 90% of the time he spent with you.

“You’d think so?”, Yoongi asked you, still surprised by those words you said a few seconds ago. You nodded with a wide grin as you sat up, eying him as you settled yourself next to him.

“Ofcourse! Why are you so surprised?”, you scoffed as you hit him lightly on his arm. Yoongi chuckled softly, rubbing the spot where you hit him as he looked down with a smile.

“It’s just because you always tease me and never give me compliments like that. I have to get used to that.”

Your smile faded as you heard him saying those words, realizing that you have been hiding your affection and adoration for him all along. Or well, teasing him was your way of showing that you liked him. Not only as a friend, it was so much more than that. You liked him so much, it was hurting you in all places.

No. You didn’t like Yoongi. You loved him. You loved him so much.

You suddenly cupped both of his cheeks in your palms, lifting his head so he was looking at you straight in the eyes. You then caressed his cheeks, and you couldn’t help but enjoy feeling the soft skin of his pale cheeks against your palms.

“Yoongi, please don’t misunderstand. You are the greatest person I have ever met on this damn planet. From the day you stepped into that coffee shop, you’re fascinating me in many ways a person can be fascinated. You’re literally the only person of which I actually enjoy being with. And you know how I normally don’t like the presence of people.

You are the first one who complimented my mint green colored nail polish. Fuck, you are the first one who adores my love for the color mint green, while before people used to laugh at me for loving that color.

You are the first one who actually complimented the 9 years old me on that family picture, while my other friends, can I even call them my friends, laughed at me because I looked silly in that mint green bathing suit on the beach. Not to mention that my fore teeth were missing”.

You didn’t notice the tears streaming down your cheeks until Yoongi brushed them away with this thumbs. However, that did not stop you from talking further.

“When I literally lost hope in humanity, you came in my life by walking through the front door of the coffee shop. You’re so special you know that? When I saw your beautiful photographs for the first time in your apartment, I adored you for having such a passion like that. Like, I can’t imagine myself having such a passion about something so beautiful and special like that.

You’re so damn special Yoongi. I love you so much.

But, you probably don’t feel the same about me, so I-“

“Idiot. You fucking idiot”, Yoongi interrupted you, caressing your cheek with one hand as he placed the other at the back of your neck, bringing you closer to him, the gap between you and him closing.

“How long I waited for you to say those three damn words, fuck Y/N…”, he whispered against your lips, before fully planting his on yours.

You widened your eyes as you felt his lips moving against yours, your heart beating like crazy while your mind was in a complete chaos. Your lips were frozen against his for a few seconds, but soon afterwards you found yourself closing your eyes, automatically putting your arms around his neck, your hands slightly brushing his mint green hair. Feeling Yoongi’s lips melting against yours like this, it felt like you were on cloud 9, and you wanted to make this blissful feeling last forever.

Somehow the kiss became more heated now, as you felt Yoongi’s hands moving up and down your waist, and you strangely found yourself enjoying the feeling of his hands on you. Yoongi suddenly let go of your lips, and you whined against the loss of his lips, making him chuckle softly as he pinched the side of your waist, making you shriek.

“That was for keeping your feelings a secret, baby”, Yoongi whispered in your ear, before moving his lips from your earlobe to your jawline, and then to your neck, peppering it with little butterfly kisses.  Your eyes immediately closed as you felt his soft lips pressing on the sweet spots of your neck, and you couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as he sucked on that particular spot.

Your hands unconsciously moved to his soft hair, grabbing it as you still felt his lips peppering your neck with deep kisses. You made a mental note to yourself that you had to wear a turtleneck to work the next morning, because you were sure that those hickeys won’t be disappearing tomorrow.

“This… thing. It’s in the way”, Yoongi mumbled in your neck as he tucked on your white plain t-shirt. You giggled at his eagerness, letting him go out of your embrace as you grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head, dropping it to the floor afterwards.

The next thing you saw was Yoongi literally scanning the naked upper half of your body with predator-like eyes, and you assumed he was probably surprised of the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra underneath your shirt.

“Are you serious, Y/N? No bra?”

“I never wear bras when I’m home. They’re a little bit uncomfortable if I wear them too long”, you simply answered as you shrugged. Yoongi gave you a small smirk, scooting closer to you while licking his pink lips.

“Good. As from now, you won’t need them anyways”, he winked at you, before putting his arms underneath your waist and legs, picking you up in bride style, taking you by surprise.

As Yoongi carried you to your bedroom in bridal style, you found yourself looking at his facial features again. However this time, your eyes were filled with only lust, and you couldn’t wait to have Yoongi hovering over your body, making you scream his name like a mantra over and over again.

Hell yeah, you were definitely ready for it.

He softly put you on the bed, treating you like a porcelain doll that could break any moment. Seeing him looking down at you with loving eyes, you couldn’t help but smile at him, your adoration for him growing even more. And here you thought your adoration for Yoongi couldn’t get bigger. Guess you were wrong.

However, before you could get to the ‘real deal’ with Yoongi now (which basically was getting laid by him), you needed to know something. Just to be sure. So before he could go down on you again, you asked the question that was burning on your tongue ever since he kissed you on the couch.

“How long, Yoongi? How long have you been liking me?”

Yoongi pouted his lips and furrowed his brows, and you knew that he was thinking of an answer to your question.

“Hmm, who knows? I’m not entirely sure…”, Yoongi softly whispered as he bumped his nose against yours, which made you giggle cutely.

“But the thing that I definitely know for sure is that when I stepped into that coffee shop for the first time, you were the most beautiful coffee barista that I had ever seen”.

Okay, that was it. You decided that his answer was fair enough, so you eagerly put your arms around his neck and pulled him down, his lips dangerously close to yours. However, you decided not to kiss him fully on his pink lips, but you kissed the corner of his mouth, moving your lips to his earlobe, giving it a soft bite before whispering a little “show me how much you love me” in his ear. As you felt him shudder at your whispering voice against his ear shelf, you smirked out of victory.

Sadly, that smirk of victory soon disappeared as he ground his hips against yours, feeling his hardened member in his pants touching your semi-dripped clothed core. Getting rid of those damn clothes was your next mission, you decided.

You eagerly moved your hands to the hem of his shirt, tugging at it with a little whine. He immediately understood your signal, so he pulled his shirt over his head in a swift motion and threw it on the floor when it was completely off. You were totally in awe, your mouth hanging slightly agape as you saw his slightly toned abs and his smooth, flawless pale skin on his naked upper half.

Yoongi gave you an evil smirk as he saw you observing the naked upper half of his body. “Like what you see, babe?”, he winked at you, and you couldn’t help but scoff at his cockiness, before actually pulling him back down again and rolling over so that you were on top of him now. You straddled his lap as you slowly touched the soft skin on his chest, drawing invisible circles on it and bringing your lips to it. You then kissed and sucked the fuck out of his chest, making dark purple and red hickeys on his snow white skin.

When you heard Yoongi’s soft moans, you decided that those moans were the most beautiful sound you had ever heard in your whole damn life.

After peppering his chest and stomach with little butterfly kisses, you lowered your lips to that specific area, hearing Yoongi’s breath becoming more uneven as you became dangerously close to the area where he wanted you the most. You looked up at him and give him a little wink before unbuckling the belt of his pants and opening the zipper. Within a few seconds, his pants were completely off, leaving the mint green haired guy only in his black boxers. You licked your lips at the sight of him, laying down vulnerable with just one little piece of clothing on.

You suddenly felt the urge to be the dominant one in this game. But little did you know, that Yoongi had other plans with you.

So before you could even realize it, Yoongi already had you pinned down on the mattress, so that you were now underneath him. It was now his time to wink at you, before kissing his way down to your dropping core, which was actually still clothed because you still had your pants on. You moved your hands to the zipper of your jeans, wanting to take the piece of clothing off as soon as possible. However, before you could lower down your zipper, Yoongi grabbed your hand as he shook his head softly with a smirk plastered on his face.

“No no no. Don’t be so eager. We’re going slowly. Just the way you like”.

What? How does he know that-

Oh. You remember.

Like, how could you forget the fact that Yoongi once barged into your house with his mint green head all drunk of the soju, wanting to do you right there on the spot. And ofcourse, the only words you were able to let out were,

No Yoongi. Not like this. I like to take things slow”.

Well, right now, you started to slowly regret saying those words. Seeing Yoongi pulling down your pants in the slowest way possible was really torturous. Especially if you were literally leaking right there on the spot.

You sighed out of relief when those damn pants were finally off of you, enjoying the feeling of the cold surface of your sheets against your hot skin. However, you couldn’t enjoy it for a long time, as you could feel Yoongi opening both of your legs, sneaking between them as he reached for the spot where you needed him the most.

He touched your clothed core with his pale fingers, snickering as he heard you let out a breathy moan at his touch, proving how sensitive you were right now.

“Wow baby, you’re already dripping wet and I haven’t even touched you properly yet”, Yoongi remarked as he looked up to you, that damn smirk still plastered on his face.

You literally groaned as you grabbed his mint green hair and pushed his head towards your aching core. You were so done with his teasing attitude.

“Then make work of it. Like, right now Yoongi”, you groaned, not giving a damn anymore about how desperate you were being right now. Right now, the only thing you wanted was Yoongi making you feel good. Nothing more, nothing less.

And you thanked the heavens when he finally obliged, feeling Yoongi pulling your panties down as he softly kissed the insides of your thighs. He also took his own boxers off while he was at it, sighing as he felt the cold air of your bedroom against his sensitive hardened member.

As you looked at his member, with half-lidded eyes, you had to admit that he was actually bigger than you originally thought.

The mint green haired guy then hovered over your tiny body, spreading your legs so that he could have better access to your dripping core. You put your arm around his half-sweaty neck, softly moaning in his ear as you grinded your hips against his, teasing yourself with the feeling of his member grinding against your wet lips.

“Yoongi, please. I need you. Right now.”

As you said those words, you could hear Yoongi let out a soft groan, softly feeling up down there to check if you were wet enough. But you were so worked up that you did not even need the foreplay anymore. And seeing how hard Yoongi was right now, he probably did not need it either.

So the moment was now right here. The mint green haired boy, on whom you had a crush for 4 months long, was now hovering over your naked, sweaty body in your bedroom, and you couldn’t help but laugh at the actual irony.

“Why the fuck are you laughing when I’m about to slam my dick in you now?”, Yoongi asked with a hoarse voice, and you swore that you could feel yourself even getting wetter after hearing his voice in that tone.

“I’ll tell you later. Now slam it into me, Yoongi”, you whispered seductively in his ear.

Who was Yoongi to reject such a beautiful request?

So he did. He finally thrusted his member into your core, and you both moaned at the overwhelming feeling of this connection. You realized that this was the closest to Yoongi that you could ever get. Him hovering over you with his member in you, his fingers intertwining with yours as he was looking at you with half-lidded eyes that were nonetheless still filled with love, and you still could feel your heart skip a beat while looking at his beautiful eyes. Even in a situation like this.

He slowly thrusted his member in and out of you, and you moaned at this amazing feeling that you felt in the pit of your stomach. It has been a while since your last time having sex, so this feeling of ecstasy had you feeling like you were on cloud 9. As the seconds went by, Yoongi’s thrust became more irregular, and you knew that he was closer to his orgasm right now by the way he groaned, gripping your hips so tightly that you already knew that those bruises would stay there for a good three days.

Seeing him thrusting in and out of you like that, sensually moving his hips back and forth while those tiny, little drops of sweat fell down from his slightly dampened mint green hair was enough to get you very close to your high. So when he moved his fingers to your swollen clit, rubbing circles on it as inside of you, he hit your special spot with his member, you couldn’t take it anymore. By then, you literally screamed out his name, scratching his perfectly pale back, which was now not so perfectly pale anymore because of your sharp scratches.

After a few more thrusts, you finally reached your high, and it was the best orgasm you ever had in your whole life. You screamed out his name in full bliss, closing your eyes tightly with your toes all curled up as you let the feeling of ecstasy overwhelm you.

A few seconds later, you felt Yoongi spurting his substance in you with one last thrust, groaning loudly with your name coming out of his lips, riding his orgasm out before finally collapsing on you with all of his weight, his member still in you. He was a little bit heavy, but you were too tired to nudge him away.

After two minutes of regaining your breaths, Yoongi pulled out of you and rolled off of you, laying down on his back as he eyed the white ceiling of your bedroom with a sheepish smile. And ofcourse, seeing him smiling sheepishly like that, you couldn’t help but smile too. His smiles always worked contagious, no matter in what situation.

“So, Y/N…”, Yoongi murmured as he grabbed your waist with his arm, scooting you closer to him, and you happily nuzzled your face in his chest that was now covered in small, but dark hickeys. “Tell me now, why were you laughing just now?”, he whispered in your ear before planting a soft kiss on the top of your head, and you could feel your smile getting bigger.

“Just because… A few hours ago, I didn’t even dare to think of you being in my bed like this”. You could hear Yoongi chuckle at your answer as he tugged you even closer in his arms.

“Well, I surely didn’t dare to think of it either…”, he laughed tiredly as he stroked your hair lazily, and you slightly enjoyed the feeling.

The four words Yoongi then said afterwards were probably the cause that made you fall asleep with a huge smile plastered on your face.

I love you too, Y/N”.