#just a silly little thing

[star-wrld]

I'm ngl if my dm ever pulled out tests for me to do like brennan did for the intrepid heroes I would start asking if I get my accomadations. Cuz the disability office says I get time and a half

[koresephone66]

based off of this post by @voulezvulcan

[cielcius]

the first time you shower at his place, bakugou needs to piss, really bad.

just his luck that your relationship is still relatively fresh, you showering at his place being a pretty big step (toward moving in). but he didn’t plan on that when he first bought the place.

there’s one bedroom, one bathroom, and one of him. one man, one dick, one bathroom, that’s all he ever was and all he ever really needed.

but now you’re in that one bathroom, the one bathroom that he really needs right now, so desperately that he finds himself looking at the sink.

i could—no. don’t you dare finish that fucking thought you nasty piece of shit. think of the dishes.

maybe he should just run over to his neighbor, you know, the one he never bothered to know or care about, nevertheless be close enough to knock on their door to use their bathroom. should he run down to the convenience store instead? no, too much of a hassle at that point, and by that time you’ll probably be done—

the sound of running water is no more, a silence so blissful on bakugou’s ears that he nearly runs to meet you as the bathroom door opens. “the hell were you doing in there for so long, playing extreme sports?” is all he gets out before he’s slamming the door.

after relieving the building tension, he walks out noticeably calmer, catching a sight of you as you giggle to yourself. “hehe, extreme sports.”

[hoodie-buck]

you've got game

—idk this silly idea came to me after last nights ep and i just blacked out and wrote whatever this is <33

words: 1.1k | rated: g | read on ao3

They’d been lying there for about ten minutes with nothing said between them. Buck had asked Eddie about Chris and the letter, listening to Eddie work his thoughts out, offering commentary when needed.

The conversation with Chris had devastated both of them, but especially Eddie. With Chris getting older, the difficult questions kept coming. They were both finding them harder to answer.

For the time being, Eddie had settled with the fact that Buck had talked Chris through it and that Chris had eventually read the letter and put the picture of his mom back up. It was a start.

It was a serious matter, one Buck knew Chris wasn’t going to be “over” with a single letter, but it helped; for now.

Even so, Buck couldn’t help the silly little thought that kept creeping in the back of his mind. He let out a little laugh for it, quickly trying to cover it with a cough. Eddie didn’t buy it.

“Care to share?”

Buck cleared his throat as he turned to lay on his back. Eddie laid on his side next to him, facing Buck.

“Nothing. It’s uh, it’s dumb. And probably not uh, not appropriate right now.”

Buck knew if he turned toward Eddie he’d find his boyfriend directing a raised brow his direction. And so, Buck avoided it, turning back onto his side and away from Eddie. Still, Eddie wasn’t having it.

Eddie snuggled up behind him, snaking his arms around Buck as he pulled him in close, nuzzling into him.

“Inappropriate thoughts have never stopped you from sharing before.”

Buck snorted as Eddie squeezed him tighter.

Buck tapped his fingers over Eddie’s, stalling.

“Well it was just, I was kind of—proud.”

“Of what, that I didn’t have a panic attack about the whole thing?”

Buck smiled as he brought one of Eddie’s hands up to pepper kisses over. “Well yes that, but I was thinking more that ya know…our son has game.”

A groan fell out of Eddie and he was turning away and abandoning Buck in an instant. Buck rolled to face Eddie, propping his head up on his arm.

“C’mon babe, he has five different girls going after him? I’m just saying; that’s pretty impressive.”

“You’re insufferable.”

Buck pushed into Eddie’s space, nosing into him.

“I mean, I’m just saying…we know he doesn’t get that from you.”

A playful yet warning pinch came to his side, Buck yelping a little for it as he pushed further into Eddie’s space. He made the smart decision not to say anything further.

Eddie’s arm reached out, his fingers landing on Buck’s hip. His hand fit right into place, molding into Buck.

“I got you, didn’t I?”

Buck was grateful the room was dark enough to hide the flush of his cheeks. Even after all these years, Eddie still had such an effect on him. He hoped that would never change.

Buck slid his hand down to meet Eddie’s and he threaded them together.

“I’m not immune to your charm like the others.”

Eddie snorted. “You just like my ass.”

Buck quickly shifted their positions so he could get his hands on Eddie, practically pulling his boyfriend on top of him. He squeezed Edddie’s ass before kissing him a little filthily.

“Well it is a nice ass. But it’s not why I fell in love with you.”

A smile fell off Eddie’s lips, one he placed to Bucks.

“Then tell me cowboy, what did lure you in?”

Buck preened for the dorky pet name. He brushed his hands up and down Eddie’s arms a little absently as he thought over all the things that made him fall in love with one Eddie Diaz.

“Well, you’re badass under pressure, you let me into your adorable sons life, you always have my back, you’re my best friend, you’re the best dad I know, and you’re probably the most selfless person I’ve met besides my sister. You’re always there when anyone needs you, and adorably afraid of technology. You make me wanna be a better person and you just…well you love me for—me.” Buck squeezed Eddie’s arms before leaning up to kiss him and whispering into him. “And you have a nice ass.”

Eddie rolled his eyes then kissed Buck again, sweet and slow.

“Thank you Buck, for always being there for us. Chris looks up to you; trusts you.” Eddie looked down to him, those browns wide and endearing. “I don’t know what we’d do without you.”

Buck smiled up to him while pulling Eddie closer.

“Good thing you’ll never have to find out.”

Their lips met in the middle, soft yet passionate kisses shared between them. They eventually settled back into each other, Buck on his back with Eddie nestled in close.

“You know,” Eddie started, tapping a finger across Bucks bare chest. “I’m pretty proud of you too.”

“Why’s that?” Buck asked, settling further against Eddie.

“Well, I know how badly you wanted to congratulate our kid for being a total ladies man, but you somehow managed to refrain. I know that must’ve been hard for you.”

Buck sighed as he tossed his head back. “God Eds that was so badass of him! I wasn’t meant to be the un-fun parent.”

Buck pouted while Eddie snickered. Eddie sat up to kiss his pout away, Buck easily accepting it.

“You know, I still have pretty good game.”

Eddie raised his brows. “You think so?”

Buck puffed out his chest a bit. “Oh I know so.”

“Prove it,” Eddie challenged, Buck not backing down.

Buck pulled Eddie back against him, wrapping him up tight as he whispered in his ear, sliding his hand down the expanse of Eddie. “So are you just excited about this talk or is that a—“

“Buck—go to bed.”

Buck totally had game, for the record. Eddie was no fun sometimes.

“You didn’t even let me get to the punchline!”

“That’s because I already know it dork. You use it on me all the time.”

Well, when Buck found something good, he stuck with it. Especially at work when it tended to send a blush across Eddie’s cheeks as Eddie gave him a firm yet bothered warning.

“Fine, but I have more, that I will be wooing you with starting tomorrow.”

Eddie chuckled in his hold. “Can’t wait. But just remember, you already have me. I’m all yours Buck.”

He did love the sound of that.

Buck snuggled in closer, Eddie tilting his head up so their lips could meet.

“And I’m all yours.

Just when Buck was finally settled and on the verge of sleep, Eddie’s voice filled the silence.

“You can use your cheesy lines to pick me up any day.”

Buck smiled into him. “Yea, or you know uh, you could-you could use them on me.”

Why did they need game when they had each other?

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[livingincolorsagain]

apparently the Still Not Funny deleted scene is about Bucky ‘bringing a treat to Sam's family gathering’, and after talking to @logicheartsoul about it, i obvs had to write something

It was a joke.

Sam’d—very casually, if he’d say so himself—invited Bucky to the cookout. He’d been trying to relax into Bucky’s lone armchair, the TV on and playing something he’d never seen before.

Bucky, who had been sitting on the ground and leaning into the side of the chair, had froze, very minutely, then relaxed, asked what he should bring.

Sam had, very dryly, said, “Ice cream cake,” because Bucky’d tried to make them breakfast that morning and almost burned the eggs to a crisp. Sam was just being cautious, and yeah, okay, maybe also a little shit, but mostly cautious.

Bucky, the biggest little shit to have ever existed, took it personally, apparently, because here he was now, sunglasses on, wearing Sam’s Henley, driving Sam’s truck and joking with Sam’s nephews, carrying a lopsided ice cream cake that was very bravely fighting for its life in the heat of the afternoon.

Sam’s stupid, stupid heart did a stupid, stupid somersault.

He went on taking pictures and joking around and filling up his plate, feeling light and happy and on the edge of something wonderful, then Bucky was close, sunglasses hanging from the collar of his—Sam’s—Henley, his cheeks a bright red from the setting sun.

“Hey,” he said, voice light and so soft.

“Hey yourself.”

“Want a piece of cake?”

Sam gave him a flat look. “You’re not funny.”

Bucky’s smile went bigger, brighter, like he immediately knew what Sam was talking about.

“Dunno what you’re talking about,” he said.

“You’re full of shit,” Sam said, “and, still not funny. You’re not funny.”

“I just couldn’t come empty-handed, Samuel, I have manners.”

“You brought an ice cream cake.”

“It was a no-brainer, honestly.”

Sam rolled his eyes, fighting back a smile, then he turned back to watch the gentle waves and the sky as it changed colors.

The music was dying down, the day slowing and easing into the evening. Bucky was still standing just a step behind him, and Sam could feel his eyes on him.

His heart skipped a little as Bucky knocked his knuckles against his shoulder.

“Come on,” he said, so soft once again.

And Sam turned, gave into the urge and wrapped his arm around his shoulder to pull him closer.

Bucky came easily, his warmth seeking into Sam’s alright sun-warmed body, until it was almost too much.

He didn’t pull away.

[yoursdeadlynightshade]

"I missed you," James whispered into thin air. His eyes were counting the shining stars in Regulus' eyes.

"You missed me?"

"Yes. And I still do. I miss you, love"

Regulus sighed. Deeply. He needed to kiss James better. Vanish the sadness around his eyes. Bring back the sunshine around the shadowed corners.

"I was gone for an hour, James."

"Yes. But," James was pouting now, "Those books had you. And I didn't."

A music-like laugh escaped from Regulus. Oh you silly, silly man.

"Well, a kiss for better then?" Regulus asked.

James' face lighten up like thousands of bulbs.

He bit back a grin and replied, "Yes. A kiss for better."

None of them talked for quite some time then, but their eyes sure did have a millions of missed conversations.

[almakrowan]

Drawing this made me happy 💕🍂

[kerryweaverlesbian]

Dean does the accidental kiss thing where he's on his way out the door while chatting with Cas and he goes, "okay, bye, love you" *kiss* and then they both freeze.

And Dean is like. Oh god. Oh I've lost my mind entirely. So when Cas leans in for an on-purpose kiss, Dean instinctively leans away.

"Haha, what're you doing man? We don't. I don't."

And Cas is looking at him with absolute incredulity and Dean can hear his own hypocrisy and he tries to just escape:

"Okay! Love you- I mean, fuck. I mean. Bye."

He tries to book it out the door but Cas has a hold of the front of his shirt.

"Being a little clingy there, dude. I promise I'm coming back, no need to chew up the furniture."

"Dean."

Cas shifts them sideways so Dean's backed up against the wall, and Dean doesn't put up any sort of resistance. Dean had been avoiding his gaze, but as soon as he lets himself make eyecontact, he lets out a punched breath. Cas looks intense, determined, but also so, so tender.

Dean doesn't back away this time when Cas fits their mouths together. Neither of them end up leaving the house that day.

[kouhsuu]

12am drawing shitpost for a break

[exy-shmexy]

Andrew painting his nails black except for the middle fingers which he paints orange

Neil painting his nails orange except for the middle fingers which he paints black

[megalomari]

party hearty 🍻 !!

[wizard-laundry]

🟦

[kcmuthafuckinbarbee]

The moon is my mother I feel her steady gaze As she watches silently Never judging She listens intently Always there she helps to teach me Lessons on self, and on love In quiet still moments and during the chaos she sits constant and comforting But unlike other parents Her lessons on obedience were scarce And her lessons on patience were extensive. She required that I question everything; including myself and Her, occasionally I begged her for answers. “Just tell me what to do!!” I’d shout at her while her kind face looked down at me. Never perturbed she would smile on me and quietly let me rant until I ran out of wind. I’d feel foolish for my anger later; always seeing her plan in the end. For the moon raises wild things; And a wild thing she has raised in me.

[a-flawed-hippocampus]

Why aren’t usernames on tumblr called numblr’s? Like, “Hey they, what’s your numblr?”

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

They must’ve felt pretty awkward during Adam and Jonah’s argument..

[mothsakura]

ok i have a concept where hollow can use what little essence they still have to summon some kind of essence spiky shield symbol????? but they can't control it very well, so this just appears at random and they gotta go sit in the sad corner so they can calm down and not accidentally poke someone with their angry spiky essence? (doesn't stop ghost and hornet from trying to comfort them)