#of course that is the first thing i'm going to draw pfft

[smoothedsmoothie]

i just had to draw them

[bygiornogiovanna]

Them reacting to their s/o pranking them

@needy-self-ship-jjba

What if you, their s/o, loved praking people? So, of course, your daily target was no-other than your boyfriend! Most of the times, they were silly things like putting too much salt or drawing things on his face. But, this time you decided to test how far was he willing to go for you with one of your silly little pranks.

Featuring: Jotaro (part 3), Kakyoin and Josuke

GN reader.

A/N: Omg, yes. I love this idea, thanks for requesting and I hope you'll like it! Also here is to the dumbest person alive who accidentally posted half of the headcanon before it was done 😭

Jotaro Kujo

Jotaro, a girl said she wants to beat me up and that she will bring her boyfriend too.

Jotaro loved you very much, even if he wasn't someone who could show his feelings. He saw you as the best thing in this world, in his world and would do anything to make you happy or to make sure you were safe;

So, when he heard those words come from your beautiful lips and the scared looked you had plastered over your usually happy face, he immediately went into his protective mode;

"Who?" was the only word that left his throat. His voice remained calm but you could see the glint of fury in his eyes. Maybe it wasn't a good idea...Pfft, who were you kidding, you loved to see Jotaro get protective over you;

"One of the girls that follow you every day, I don't know her name! She told me yesterday and I'm kind of scared..." you said, continuing your act of scaredy-cat;

"Describe her." Perfect! You started to describe a girl that didn't exist, well, at least in the group that follows Jotaro around every day;

"Are you lying to me? You just described a person that doesn't exist." the black-haired boy suddenly asked, raising a brow. You knew he was observant, but you didn't think he would pay too much attention to them! You panicked and bit your lip, putting up an innocent act;

"Mmm, I wouldn't exactly call it lying. Take it as a test?" you answered raising your shoulders and he groaned annoyed. That was your way to name pranks;

"You seriously pranked me over this? You are truly the stupidest human I have ever met. What if I believed you and went and beat the shit out of someone innocent?" he lectured you and you giggled;

"That sounds like a them problem. Oh, come on, don't be maaad." you whined and pout made its way onto your face, crashing into his arms;

"Good grief, I have no clue why I'm still with you, I should throw you into a trash bin."

Noriaki Kakyoin

Nori, (girl name) said she was going to beat me up! And bring her boyfriend too!

You and your boyfriend were heading to school and a thought popped up in your head. What if you pulled (another) prank on him, but also a test? It would be fun to see what he was going to do if he heard you could be in danger!

So, while you two were walking, you softly pulled down on his uniform's sleeve, directing his attention to you. You announced your 'problem', putting on a scared face to make it believable;

Kakyoin paused in the middle of the road when he heard your words and turned his head to you, raising a brow;

At first, he didn't know how to react. What did you want him to do? He was never the one to get into fights, always being the quite type. But, for you and your safety, he would do anything to protect you. You were his world;

You blinked at him, perplexed by his reaction. He seemed...confused? Why was he confused?! You just told him that you were threatened and he was confused?

"Hm...That's not a usual reaction but, since you feel unsafe, I will spend more time with you. If they try to attack us, I'll counter with Hierophant Green. Did something happen between you two?" he asked and took your hand in his. His way of comforting you;

You let a small smile cover your features and he seemed even more confused. Why were you smiling? Weren't you afraid only two seconds ago? Or was this...

"Is this one of your silly pranks?" he sighed, a little annoyed by your choice to prank him on a subject like this. To your luck, he wasn't someone violent;

"Oh, maybeeee. Doesn't matter anymore, you know I love youuu." you giggled and wrapped your arms around his. Another sigh escaped past his lips and he shook his head;

"You're lucky I love you."

Josuke Higashikata

Josukeeee, one of the girls in our English class told me she was going to beat me up! And bring her boyfriend too!

You said and didn't get any reaction. Was he ignoring you? Was he really that mad over your last prank?

"Josuke! This is serious!" you whined at your boyfriend and he rolled his eyes, playing his video game. "Okuyasu, bring me a glass of water!" he yelled at the boy who just went to the kitchen;

"Fuck off, you have legs!" his friend yelled back at him and you sighed. You started shaking Josuke, punching him in the back, much like his mom did when she was upset with him playing too much;

"This is serioussss, I'm scared! What if they will beat me up?" you cried out and he rolled his eyes. You weren't surprised if he didn't believe you, you pranked him like that twice and he ended up in detention each time for beating random, innocent people up.

"Shut up, I'm not falling for this again! If somebody actually beats you up, I'll take care of them, but unless that happens, leave me alone!" Josuke said and rolled his eyes, pushing you off him. You giggled and threw yourself on him, giving him a peck;

"Are you really that mad at the fact that I stole and painted your favorite hoodie with 'Y/N's bitch'?" you giggled and he groaned annoyed, but didn't push you off him;

"Y'know, I really hate you and your stupid pranks sometimes"

[gamerbearmira]

Antonio don’t want a gift

I’m hungry. Also I made a snippet for that AU where Julieta and Pepa got rid of the doors and murked the ceremonies. Just a little sumn sumn <333

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Pepa walked up to Mirabel who was in the kitchen with Julieta. She had been helping her mamá plan and draw out how she would decorate Antonio's birthday cake. The boy's birthday was tomorrow, his fifth birthday. Pepa was so excited for her son, she would make sure he would have so much fun. But first, she needed to...talk to Julieta. Alone.

"Mirabel, can you go check on Antonio? I think he's nervous about tomorrow, and I just can't find him. Maybe you can and cheer him up?" Pepa asked Mirabel who was busy decorating a gift box while pointing out things Antonio likes on the cake.

Mirabel smiled at her tía, standing up. "Of course! I know just where he'll be, don't worry," Mirabel said and Pepa beamed as the girl walked off, thanking her.

Mirabel exited the kitchen, humming as she made her way towards the stairs. As she did she saw Isabela coming inside from the garden, a pot with a beautiful plant in her hands. "Hola Isa!"

Isabela looked up and smiled at Mirabel, awkwardly waving. "Hola Mirabel! What are you doing?" She asked, Casifa helping her keep her balance as she placed the plant on a nearby table.

Mirabel waved her hand off. "Oh, I'm just going to help cheer up Antonio. He's just nervous about tomorrow." Isabela's features softened. She knew what that was like. All of them did. But they had long since gotten used to it.

"Alright, well good luck, I'll see you later!" Isabela said and Mirabel waved her off.

Mirabel quickly made her way to the nursery, opening the door. Her eyes landed on Antonio's bed, and she could hear him shuffling underneath it. Quietly, she dropped down, joining him underneath. Antonio didn't say anything, all he did was scooch closer, leaning against her.

"Mirabel?" Antonio asked quickly, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt sleeve.

"Yeah, Toñito?" Mirabel hummed, glancing down at him.

"I don't...I don't want a gift. I don't wanna do the ceremony tomorrow," Antonio confessed and Mirabel's eyes widened but she quickly recovered before she looked at him.

"Why's that little one?" Mirabel said, nudging him gently. Antonio sat up, an unreadable look on his face.

"I wanna be like you. And Isa, and Lola and Lulu and Milo," Antonio said, looking up at Mirabel. He had tears in his eyes. "I mean, Mamá's gift is cool, and so is Tía Juli and Tío Bruno's. But I wanna do stuff with you guys. I don't want things to change."

Mirabel smiled before wrapping an arm around Antonio. "Antonio. You don't have to worry. Getting a gift is...well to put it easy, not common. You saw that me and you siblings and your other primas didn't get one. But that didn't stop us. And even if you did get a gift, things wouldn't have to change."

"Really?" Antonio sniffed, wiping his eyes.

"Really," Mirabel said and Antonio smiled, leaning into Mirabel's little side hug. And I'll let you in on a little secret," Mirabel whispered and Antonio looked excited.

"Really? What is it?" He whispered back and Mirabel leaned in close.

"Our doors on our birthdays always disappeared. Me and Camilo didn't even get to do the ceremony. And Isabela, Dolores, and Luisa's door disappeared the day off. So I think you'll get off the hook," Mirabel winked at Antonio, who giggled, nodding. Casita's moved a couple of floorboards as if confirming Mirabel's little secret. "So, in the...pfft...impossible, scenario that you do get a gift. Me and the others are just gonna have to move in with you, huh?

"Yeah, I guess," Antonio giggled. Both he and Mirabel crawled from under the bed, dusting themselves off. "But...I just hope it doesn't." Mirabel smiled gently at Antonio.

"Well anyway. Me and Mamá were drawing up your cake...wanna go sneak a peek at what we got?" Mirabel smirked at Antonio, a mischievous look in her eye that she had picked up from Camilo.

"Yeah!" Antonio said. Mirabel pulled him along and out of the nursery. She was glad she was able to cheer Antonio up. And maybe it was selfish to think but...Mirabel didn't want Antonio to get a gift either. And she wasn't the only one. Her hermanas and other primos had expressed the same thing. But it looked like Antonio didn't want one either.

Mirabel stole a glance at the swirling gold that was on the other side of the hallway. She chuckled under her breath, knowing that it probably wouldn't be there the next day. Not that it mattered. Antonio would still be a Madrigal, still be her primo and still be her best friend.

Gift or no gift, that wouldn't change.

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ART HUAWAWAWAWA 🥸

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RAHHHHH 🦅🦅🦅 anyway I really had fun writing this. I like this AU, I need more ideas 😭 I mean I do have ideas but. They’re eh.

One of them had two things. The first one being Antonio would try and stop his own ceremony because he was so set on not wanting to get a gift and wanting things to stay the same. So he snuck out of the nursery when he thought everyone was asleep. But when he looked across the house, he saw the adults screwing around with the door and it disappeared. After that he just went to bed. He wasn’t upset though, no. It was what he wanted, and at least this way he didn’t have to worry about it and he could just enjoy his birthday the next day.

The second was Alma looked down from the window to check on the door and saw the adults making it disappear. At first she thinks they did it on accident—but then she sees them celebrating. Celebrating the fact that they made Antonio’s to-be door disappear. She then starts connecting the dots on the last ceremonies. What happens after is still kinda open. I can’t decide if she’ll confront them at the moment or in front of the kids.

ANYWAY I HOPE Y’ALL LIKE IT RAHHHH

[dean-winchester-is-a-warrior]

Drawing a Line on the Carpet

Summary: It's Y/N's first time alongside Jensen on the red carpet. She feels pretty exposed, but things could be worse, and they just might end up that way.

Warnings/Explicit 18+: Light Smut. Brief fingering, lots of making out. Jensen being sexy af and also a complete badass. Brief violence. Slightly insecure plus-sized!reader.

Pairings: Jensen Ackles x Y/N (Surprise cameo from a non SPN actor! 😉)

Word Count: 2.5k+

A/N: So, I’ve decided to do all 30 of these writing prompts. I may miss a day here and there, but I’m going to try to do one a day, and I will be completing all 30 no matter what.  They won’t always be in order.  This fic will be for the prompt: Write a scene that describes your MC well. I think this whole fic describes my version of Jensen very well. 😊

I will be putting together a Masterlist for all 30 prompts and adding it to my main Masterlist.

A/N 2: I have like three ongoing series, that I should be working on and 2 requests that are still waiting to be finished. (I'm SO sorry! They're coming - PROMISE!)

So, of course I had to write this Jensen RPF that absolutely no one asked for. 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ But I couldn't help it, the idea flew into my head and I couldn't get it out. So -

TA DA!! 😝😝

As always, of course this story is about a Jensen from a different part of the multiverse, who is single.  This is a complete and utter work of fiction. 😊

The beautiful divider at the bottom was created by @firefly-graphics

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Y/N stood in front of the full length mirror hanging on the hotel wall and nervously ran a hand down the tight fitting bodice of the emerald green, silk, sleeveless dress she was wearing. Although it fit more snugly than anything she usually wore, she was okay with the way the material clung to her torso and exposed a healthy, but acceptable, amount of cleavage.

It was the high slits that ran up the sides of both her legs, exposing her thick thighs, and even giving a peek at the swell of her hip, that had her leery and wanting to change out of it.

When she stood stock still, the material of the skirt hung closed. But as soon as she shifted at all, her legs were exposed. She frowned at her reflection and wondered if she really had the courage to wear it.

A low whistle from the doorway startled her, but she smiled as she caught Jensen's eye in the mirror. He was dressed in dark gray pants, an emerald green v-neck t-shirt to match her dress, over which he wore a perfectly tailored black suit jacket.

He looked stunning. Of course.

"Man," he said with a regretful shake of his head, "it's just too bad, I was really looking forward to going to this opening tonight."

Y/N frowned, disappointed. "What? Why can't we go? What happened?"

Jensen wandered up to stand behind her. He wrapped one arm around her shoulders, his forearm draped over her chest, pinning her back against him, while he snaked his other arm around her waist.

"Well, we're never gonna make it on time since I plan on ripping this fucking dress off you, throwing you down on the bed and not letting you up for at least three or four hours. Movie's gonna be over by then."

He shrugged as though there was simply nothing he could do about it before sliding his hands up to wrap around her upper arms, holding her still while he nuzzled into her neck.

Her hair was swept up and pinned in place, so there was nothing to stop his searching lips as they nibbled and sucked along the column of her neck and across the curve of her shoulder.

"Mmmm...Jensen..." she breathed. "Jensen, stop. You are not giving me a hickey that I'm gonna have to try and cover up, like I'm a teenager who stayed out past curfew!"

"Pfft! Don't cover them up." Jensen scoffed and Y/N didn't miss the fact that he'd said, 'them'. He sucked and nipped at her skin, and despite her protests, Y/N tilted her head so he had easier access. "Let everyone see them, remind them that you're mine."

Y/N moaned lightly before finally ducking her head and lifting her shoulders so he couldn't keep trying to mark up her skin. She turned to face him and looped her arms around his neck. "I'm nervous enough about tonight; trying to hide a hickey is the last thing I need."

Jensen shook his head. "I told you, you have nothing to be nervous about, sweetheart."

Y/N snorted. "Yeah, easy for you to say, you've walked down the red carpet hundreds of times." She sighed deeply. "Not really something an accountant gets the chance to do very often."

Jensen pulled her close and slid his hands through the slits of the dress giving her a light slap on the ass that made her gasp, before he grabbed up her fleshiness in both hands and squeezed, turning her gasp into a deep moan.

"That's because most accountants don't look this fucking hot in silk."

He dipped his mouth to hers, and thrust his tongue past her lips, licking up into her, greedily swallowing down her moans and stealing her breath.

He pushed her backwards until she was pressed up against the mirror, then pulled back slightly, panting into her mouth.

"Fuck, Y/N, you better tell me to stop or I swear to god, I really am gonna rip this to shreds and fuck you right here, where I can see you from every angle."

He spun her around so that she was facing the mirror, her hands splayed against it, bracing herself. Jensen's hands covered hers and he encased her completely within the muscular circle of his arms. His breath was hot and damp on the side of her neck.

All of a sudden there was a knock on their hotel room door and the hotel concierge could be heard on the other side.

"Mr. Ackles, Ms. Y/L/N? Your limousine is here."

Jensen's groan turned into a growl. "Maybe he'll just go away." He panted roughly into her ear.

But the man was persistent, knocking again.

"Mr. Ackles?" He called again, and Jensen finally pushed away from Y/N to call back to him.

"Thanks, be there in five!"

Y/N giggled at the way Jensen's cheerful voice did not match the look of death he was shooting the man on the other side of the door.

She pushed away from the mirror and checked her reflection. She was slightly flushed and she'd have to reapply her lipstick in the limo, but otherwise she'd survived her boyfriend's ravaging fairly intact.

Jensen straightened his suit jacket and Y/N reached up to wipe away the smeared red lipstick on his mouth.

"Mmm..."Jensen nodded. "Thanks."

She smiled teasingly at him. "Of course. Can't let people see I've been ravishing you."

Jensen growled again and playfully nipped at her fingers as she thumbed across his lips, making her squeal and yank her hand back.

He grabbed up her wrap from the chair and guided her forward and out the door, with a hand at the small of her back.

As they passed through the door, he whispered low in her ear. "Just wait till we get back here tonight. Then we'll see who'll be ravishing who."

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As they stepped out of the limousine and a million flashes started going off, every single one of Y/N's fears and dislikes about herself came screaming to the front of her mind.

On a day-to-day basis Y/N had learned to love her body just as it was, and was okay with how she looked. She knew she'd never be considered supermodel material - she was short, her arms were too chubby and her thighs weren't the right kind of thick, her ass was too wide, and her waist wasn't non-existent.

But as she'd matured and grown she'd come to simply accept herself; her body may not fit conventional beauty standards, but it was strong and healthy and she was content in it.

However, with so many eyes on her, in a dress that was much more revealing than she was used to, she could feel old remnants of body issues popping up in her mind.

But Jensen had hold of her hand as they walked towards the beginning of the red carpet, and she squeezed it a little tighter as she saw the incredibly long line of photographers just waiting to get their shots.

Jensen pulled her into his side, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and rubbing his hand up and down her arm. He leaned down to kiss her temple and spoke quietly.

"You're doing fabulous, sweetheart. You look absolutely stunning. Just smile naturally and breathe. We're good."

Y/N wrapped her arm around his waist and took his advice, letting her mind get caught up in the fun, instead of the fear.

Jensen knew a few of the photographers by name and he'd waved and shouted out greetings over the noise when he saw them.

Things were good; but about halfway down the carpet, things went very wrong.

As they reached the halfway point, all of a sudden Jensen cursed quietly beneath his breath. But the guy next to them on the carpet, an actor she sort of recognized, was more vocal about his displeasure.

"Fuck me! Drummond is here? Who the hell keeps giving that asshole a press pass?"

Y/N looked where the two men had been staring but she couldn't tell which person they had the problem with at first. But then a tall guy with a medium build and a pointed face began calling out to Jensen.

"Hey Ackles! Back on the red carpet again, huh? Still not here for your own stuff though!" Drummond chuckled.

Jensen ignored him and kept smiling, but Y/N was frowning at him. His words had the cadence of teasing, but there was something mean-spirited layered underneath. Then Y/N realized what it was; this dude was oozing jealousy.

As they continued down the line, moving about two feet at a time, stopping while the pictures were taken and then shuffling further along, the so-called photographer wouldn't stop shouting out "teasing" digs towards Jensen.

Every once and a while Drummond would shout something at the guy beside them too, who began talking to a publicist, trying to see about getting the heckler tossed, but Jensen shook his head at him.

"Don't give him the satisfaction, man. You'll just give him a bullshit story to run with. He wants to piss you off so he can snap an angry picture and say you were an asshole. Just pretend he isn't there."

His fellow actor agreed, but Y/N found it increasingly tough to follow suit. At one point, as they were finally starting to pass him, he asked Jensen what role Kripke was gonna lob his way next.

"I mean, he's pretty much the only reason you've got a career, huh?"

Jensen had to tighten his grip around Y/N's waist to stop her from storming forward and smacking the douchebag across the face. "Not worth it." He reminded her in her ear.

Finally they'd moved a few feet away from him, nearly past him completely, and he was getting desperate.

So, he shifted his focus.

"Who's your chubster date, Ackles? Is she related to someone important? Is bangin' her part of your five year plan to kickstart your career?"

Y/N felt like she'd been slapped, her cheeks burned with humiliation. But she was immediately aware of Jensen's body going rigid beside her.

For the first time since he'd started heckling them, Drummond had Jensen's full and undivided attention.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Jensen asked as he moved back towards the paparazzo. His arm crossed over Y/N's body and he tucked her behind him as he moved towards his target.

"Oh, come on, man! I'm just messing with you. What, you can't take a joke?" Drummond guffawed as he lifted his camera to snap the picture he'd been angling for the whole time.

Y/N pulled on Jensen's arm as she noticed. "Not worth it." She reminded him, but Jensen seemed to not even hear her as he stalked closer to Drummond.

"I'm giving you fair warning right now asshole, you utter one more word that has anything to do with my girlfriend, and I will knock your fucking teeth out of your filthy goddamn mouth. You understand me?"

Drummond wore an expression that was half gleeful at finally having wrought the reaction he wanted, and half terrified of the towering Texan issuing his warning.

Y/N moved up beside Jensen again, pushing slightly on his bicep. He didn't budge.

"Jensen, come on honey. He's not worth this shit."

"Ooh, the lady coming to the rescue. But you don't have to pull him away so soon, Chubbs, we're just chatting." Drummond cooed at Y/N, reaching over the metal barrier to grab her arm and try to hold her there.

Within seconds Jensen's fist was smashed into the photographer's face with a sickening crunch that told Y/N that his teeth might actually be loosened, and his nose was definitely broken.

He immediately let go of her arm and before he could even screech out his indignation and pain, Jensen's other fist was twisted up in his shirt front.

"I fucking dare you you to touch her again!' He roared at him. As the crowd around them seemed to finally cotton on to what was happening, camera flashes were suddenly all focused on them.

Security, and the actor who'd been beside them, leapt at Jensen to pull him off, but they couldn't seem to.

It wasn't until Drummond started blubbering and holding up his hands in front of him, that Jensen finally tossed him away in disgust and shook off the men trying to hold him.

He turned to Y/N who stood in shock, just silently trying to process what had just happened.

"Are you alright? Y/N?" He cupped her cheek, "Baby, are you good?"

She nodded absently and he grabbed hold of her hand as they were hustled out of the line and into the theatre. They went through back entrances and narrow, staff only hallways, and she was only vaguely aware of what was happening, letting them shuffle her along.

Finally she and Jensen were put into what seemed to be a cozy staff lunch room, coffee makers and squishy couches sat around the room and Y/N dropped onto the nearest one.

A minute later Jensen got down on his haunches in front of her and pressed a warm paper cup into her hand and she slipped the creamy coffee, letting it help her focus.

"How are you, sweetheart?"

Y/N shook her head and took hold of his hand, running her thumb gently over the bruises she could see forming there, under the red scrapes.

"How am I? How are you? Does it hurt?" She asked bringing them to her lips for a gentle kiss.

"No, they're fine." Jensen said, dismissively waving his other hand.

Before they could say more, a middle-aged man in a neatly pressed suit came in and Jensen stood up to greet him.

"Hello, Mr Ackles." The man said as he shook Jensen's hand. "My name is Tom Gentry and I'm the manager here. The police are here to have a word with you about what went down. They're gathering other's accounts as well. But they'd like to speak with you and Ms. Y/L/N separately."

Jensen looked down at Y/N and she nodded, giving him a smile to try and ease the lines of worry on his brow.

She looked to the manager. "Yes, that's fine."

"Follow me, Mr. Ackles, and the officers will be in momentarily, Ms. Y/L/N."

Y/N nodded again and Jensen kissed the top of her head. "Be back right away, sweetheart."

The cops who came in to talk with her were brusque but not rude. They asked their questions bluntly, but let her answer in full, simply making notes and nodding. It didn't take her long to give her version of what happened and they thanked her and left.

She waited another ten minutes before Jensen came back into the room. She stood up when he entered and he opened his arms as he reached her in only a few bow-legged strides. She stepped into them gratefully, shivering slightly as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

He shrugged out of his suit jacket and draped it over her bare shoulders, before pulling her tight against him.

"The cops are finished with us for now. So, let's get out of here, what d'ya say?"

Y/N nodded and followed along blindly. And before she knew it, they were back in the hotel room.

She dropped Jensen's suit jacket on the couch and wandered towards the bedroom. Jensen followed.

She sat in the overstuffed chair in the corner of the room and Jensen sat on the corner of the bed, facing her.

After a minute, he spoke quietly. "Tell me what you're thinking."

Y/N tried for a smile, but didn't quite manage it. She shook her head. "I'm thinking...that...I don't know what to think."

Jensen's jaw clenched. "Did I scare you?"

Y/N was about to deny it, but then she realized that would be a lie. She shrugged. "A little I guess. I've never seen you like that." She frowned at him. "Where did that come from? I mean -".

"He put hands on you."

Y/N felt her breath catch at the look of ferocious intensity that was back in his eyes.

"I wasn't about to let that stand." He said in a deadly calm voice and she suddenly realized that a part of Dean really did live inside Jensen.

She shook her head. "But Jensen, you know that asshole is gonna press charges. Something like this could really put a dent in your career. He could make people think you've got some kind of terrible temper, that you'd be awful to work with, or even dangerous on sets."

Her voice was full of worry as she continued. "Speaking as one of the accountants at your agency, if I was there right now, I'd be telling them they're bound to lose money on this. You could lose potential roles, you're gonna lose -"

"I don't care about any of that shit, Y/N." He interrupted again. "I did what I did and I don't regret it for a second. The only thing I care about losing, is you."

A look of sadness came into his eyes and it broke her heart. "Have I lost you?"

Y/N's eyes widened. "What? What do you mean? Why would you lose me?"

Jensen scowled darkly. "I exposed you to that shit, to pigs like Drummond. He was cruel to you just to get at me." He shrugged. "And I scared you with how I acted. I'm not sorry about breaking his nose, but I am sorry about that."

Y/N stood up from the chair and moved to stand between his legs, leaning against him, and clasping her hands on the sides of his neck.

"Jensen, you startled me, more than scared me. It was just surprising to see that side of you. I know how calm you always are; so few things ever rattle you. I mean, you took his insults and taunting that entire time, without batting an eye. Meanwhile I wanted to fucking strangle him."

Jensen's mouth quirked up in the half smile she loved so much. She kissed his lips gently, briefly. A sad smile clung to her lips as she pulled back.

"As for him saying mean things to me..." she shrugged, "Well, sweetie, he's hardly the first and he certainly won't be the last asshole to judge me based solely on some bullshit beauty standards that exist in their own heads."

As Jensen looked up at her, she slid her palms up to grip his scruffy cheeks. "But I don't care about what he thinks. Or at least, I try not to. The only man's opinion I care about is yours, and," she patted her hair, "I know you think I'm hot right?" She said, her teasing grin not quite hiding the slight apprehension that colored her words.

She watched the passion and desire slide into Jensen's features the way it had so many times before, and her apprehension melted away.

He leaned forward to press kisses across her cleavage, his face being perfectly level with her breasts, before pulling her down to sit on his lap.

"You're the hottest fucking woman I've ever had in my arms and the only one who can make me hard instantly."

He pulled her hand to rest on his cock that was straining behind the fine material of his dress pants.

She bit into her lip, and whined loudly as he reached into the slit of her dress and shoved her thong aside so he could run two fingers through the wetness that pooled at her center.

"Fuck, Jensen!" She said in a voice made harsh by desire.

"Good idea, sweetheart. I believe I had plans to rip this dress off of you."

Y/N opened her eyes. "Jensen Ross Ackles, don't you dare!"

She was trying hard to see past her thrumming need to have him shred the dress to pieces, throw her onto the bed and fuck her into the mattress.

"Well then, darlin', you've got about 30 seconds to get out of it before I turn it into rags."

When Y/N didn't move fast enough Jensen started counting.

"One Mississippi. Two Mississippi. Three -"

Y/N squealed and started reaching for the zipper.

***

The next morning they sat in bed with the room service tray between them. As they finished up their breakfast, Jensen sighed.

"Well, shall we?"

They'd both turned their phones off last night, vowing to avoid the mess until the next day.

Y/N shrugged. "I guess we'd better."

Their phones beeped on and Y/N took a deep breath. She had dozens and dozens of text messages and social media notifications. She noticed that the vast majority of notifications seemed to point her to a specific Twitter thread. She clicked on it, just as Jensen chuckled beside her.

"Huh. I'll be damned." He said, mostly to himself.

She looked over to see he was clicked on the same thread and she started reading it on his phone. The thread was from the Twitter account of Chris Evans.

"That's who he was!" Y/N said out loud, finally recognizing the actor that had been beside them on the red carpet the night before.

Jensen looked at her incredulously. "You didn't recognize Chris? He's like, one of the most famous actors in the world!"

Y/N shrugged. "I knew he looked familiar. I was just too busy staring at my hot date!"

Jensen was still chuckling at her lack of Hollywood savvy as she picked up her own phone to read the thread.

Most of it was just a straightforward account of exactly how things had transpired, and an indictment of the entertainment industry in general for constantly letting men like Drummond get away with it.

Y/N noticed that Chris never repeated the gross, insulting things Drummond had said about her, simply stating that the paparazzo made misogynistic and body-shaming comments towards her.

The final two tweets in the thread, made Y/N get a little teary-eyed and made her even prouder to be dating the remarkable man next to her.

~~~~~~~

In closing, I'll just say this. I've known Jensen for more than 20 yrs in this business. We've never had the chance to hang out a lot, very unfortunately. But back in the day, we went up against each other for a lot of roles, and I'll be forever grateful he was too busy and stepped away, letting me take on the role of Cap. Whatever he says, I know he was a serious contender.

But throughout these 20 yrs I've been lucky enough to talk with him, and get to know him a little. He is always respectful, was always a gracious winner when the role went to him, and a good sport when I lucked out and got it. I've never seen him be anything but patient, calm and a true gentleman. Which should give some indication of just how disgusting the actions of this so-called photographer really were. For whatever it's worth, I think Jensen was completely in the right here, and I applaud his actions. @ jensenackles you're a badass, my friend.

~~~~~~

Jensen was smiling at his phone as Y/N finished reading. "Wow." She said simply.

"Yeah, he's a good dude." Jensen said with a nod. "That was really nice of him, and it seems to have made a pretty big difference. My phone is slammed with requests for interviews to talk about my 'heroic actions'."

Jensen shook his head and chuckled. "Man, this town is something else."

Y/N was beaming. "I'm so happy the truth is out there and that you're coming out on the right side of this."

She pushed his phone away and kissed him lightly. "I never did thank you, did I? For standing up for me?"

A wicked smile spread across Jensen's face and he pulled her close for a deeper kiss. They broke apart panting and Jensen cleared his throat.

"I'd say you thanked me plenty last night."

Y/N punched him lightly on the arm. "Well, if I remember correctly, you thanked me first, and then you thanked me again," she nibbled on his succulent bottom lip, "and again and again and again!"

"And again!" Jensen growled as he rolled her onto her back, knocking the breakfast tray to the ground.

Y/N giggled breathlessly and then moaned loudly as Jensen's mouth attached itself to her pulse point.

"You are very welcome, Mr. Ackles. Mmmm...my hero!"

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[tangydreams]

Hello there and welcome to my first time rambling about my thoughts on Monkie Kid's Season 4 Special. Now if you haven't seen the special then please scoll away. Or don't, I can't stop you.

After hearing the news of MK S4S dubbed, I hopped in and watched it. It was tempting to resist because the Special had already released in Chinese but it was worth the watch. So it's time to show my random thoughts of the special down below.

Again, SPOILERS FOR THE SPECIAL!

{Are you still here? Oh good, I can start rambling~}

{Oh snap, the sky is falling apart. Not good, Azure…}

{Poor Nezha, being the one who's injured the most. I hope we get a relaxing episode of him in the future again. But dang, how Tang and Sandy fixes the scoll is the most dumbest but relatable thing they did together.}

{"Can't believe I'm sticking out for Wukong, again." I can, Macaque.}

{LEGO!}

{IT'S THE MONKEY KING BOYS! HE CHATTERS!}

{Awe! The monkey babies loves Macaque~}

{OH MY GOD THAT OUTFIT! I can't decide if I should cringe in agony or laugh in joy when seeing Wukong trying to communicate with humans!}

{THEY FOUND THE THIRD BABY MONKEY IMMEDIATELY.}

{OH! More backstory!}

{Oh…more backstory…Well, honestly I didn't expect to see Macaque to be able to interact with Wukong.}

{Geez, that whole argument is an intense mess. It's like a lot of their feelings that were build up from before had brought out the worst of what's intended. Wukong seems like he expected a chance of escape and Macaque wanted to console the guy. But of course, of the situation at hand, neither of them get what they wanted from each other.}

{Also, THE FOURTH MONKEY! THEY'RE ALL OKAY!}

{OH! THE OTHER PILGRIMS! It's great to see them again! Although, only for a small moment…}

{We all want to know about them too, MK. But not everything has to be explained. Sometimes the past is sensitive to talk about. Like everything else around him, they're not MK.}

{Man, you look exhausted there, Wukong. Like mentally exhausted.}

{THAT WHOLE MOMENT IS BEAUTIFUL. MK saying words to motivate Wukong and Macaque being there to affirm them. Two people that are important to him just as much to them.}

{THE BROTHERHOOD!}

{Awe, Azure. To see him suffering because of what he has seen has taken him in the deep end. I will agree that the Celestials are powerful but careless beings that only act when they think are needed, but now that we see the Jade Emperor and how much of an impact he has maintaining the world is very prominent. I don't know how complicated he was able to deal with that but seeing how Azure isn't doing it well, it shows.}

{Pfft, monkey class. Of course, they have to be in Wukong's house, but I want to see how they led up to that scene.}

{HA I LOVE WUKONG AND NEZHA'S BANTERS! ALSO, FRICKEN CRAYONS!}

{MACAQUE JUMPSCARE! Anyways, the planning they have for each of the Camel Ridge crew sounds plausible. A bit more explanation on how to deal with them would be nice to know.}

{NEZHA I LOVE YOU BUT PLEASE STOP GETTING HURT!}

{Cool, a training sequence~}

{MK'S TURN TO DRAW! Huh, I should've just kept watching on their planning.}

{LOVE MK'S LITTLE DOODLES! Also, they're getting into details, but I'm guessing there's still more to work out on.}

{Okay, it's sweet that Yellowtusk is worried about Azure's stability and interesting to hear how confident Peng believes in Azure's powers, but for them to fight in a place that reminds me the time they once dine happily together makes me concerned for them all. Of course, Azure comes in.}

{MONKEYS IN ARMOR! SO CUTE!}

{PIGSY AND HIS LITTLE MONKEY BUDDY! AWWWEE!}

{Ooh. A glimpse of Wukong trying to console MK about his origin's powers. It going good until the plot progress itself...}

{WOW THAT'S A COOL SHOT OF THE TRIO!}

{MACAQUE VS PENG! MEI'S THERE TOO!}

{PIGSY, TANG, AND SANDY AGAINST YELLOWTUSK! But it's more therapeutic than a fight.}

{AND NOW WUKONG WITH MK FIGHTING AZURE!}

{Cute, MK hugging Wukong to never let him go again. ONLY TO BE PUT THEM INTO MORE TROUBLE.}

{Inky! And with the images of PIF, DBK, LBD, and Nezha(?) too~}

{"Well, one monkey and one unconfirm, but yeah I'd be embarrass for sure." Oh boy, the writers knows what they're teasing with on that line.}

{Oh dang, that's cool! Wukong holding his staff like a bazooka to expand it and Azure holding it off like a champ. THEN MK WOOSHED UP TO TAKE A STEP FURTHER ON THE STAFF!}

{MONKEY BUDDIES DOING THEIR BEHALF! THEY'RE SO CUTE!}

{AND THERE'S MONKEY MECH!}

{PORTY MK! With Wukong's cardboard!?}

{"I hate monkeys." Azure is such a joker.}

{OH! A flashback to Mei's plans!}

{HAHA! I love how witty Mei explains the stuff. It shows how she's improving from the last time they struggle against with LBD's battle.}

{NO THE MONKEY BABIES! NO MK!}

{Awe, Azure. He's so conflicted when he feels up against Wukong and MK. Especially on Wukong because of how high he used to respect Wukong's words back then until it crumbles after being sealed for over hundreds of years with no one to help him.}

{……Monkey MK.}

{The size and power comparison between Azure and MK during their fights are fun.}

{Azure? Lion baby? You're breaking.}

{Oof, MK giving him the "reasons you suck" speech. Also, MK'S MONKEY MONSTER!? THIS SHOW IS WILD.}

{Ugh, poor Azure. The universe is breaking…}

{A Peng insult. Of course, Peng doesn't want to let that slide, but OH MAN THE SMOKE MONSTER AND MEI'S DRAGON LOOKS SO COOL! I wonder if we would get to see Peng again.}

{Oooh~ Positivity is rubbing off on Yellowtusk. It's sweet to see him returning the weapons to Pigsy, Tang, and Sandy. AND THEY GET TO WEAR THEIR OUTFITS!}

{And the hero team is back. Only to see Azure struggling to keep everything together.}

{"How are you here?" And that's one way how the series foreshadows Seasons 5.}

{Seeing Azure realizing his mistakes really pulls my heartstrings. The guys wants to see everything going well in his own way. He knew his risks but it seems like he didn't think it through. A person blinded by his past has brought him more pain than he ever thought. Just…let me hug the cat please.}

{Azure disintegrating…rest in peace.}

{Oh sweet, Nezha is here. Where was he? Neverminded that, at least he's able to maintain the Emperor's powers. For now…}

{Man, those chains around the world are sooo ominous. It's sweet to see that everyone are doing their best to bring it all together.}

{DADSY! TANGY! SANDY BABY! MEI BUDDY! I love how they check on MK first after fighting the most difficult part of their plan!}

{Nezha being a trooper to deal the other half of the situation. Releasing the beings in the scroll, jailing Yellowtusk, containing the Emperor power, and more…I feel bad for the guy…}

{"So long as we leave the world in better shape than we found it, then it's all good, right?" I wish it is, MK.}

{THE BEACH!}

{It's so cute that they include DBK and his family. Like, they missed the majority of this season but THEY'RE HERE!}

{MK putting on sunscreen is fun, even his chat with Wukong is rather light-hearted.}

{Ah, the part that everyone determines is for fanservice: Shadowpeach in DBZ's outfits.}

{An interesting way to end when this will just remind all the Monkie Kid Fans that the perpetrator is out there.}

{And there he is.}

OVERALL!

{The Special did a great job hyping the ending of the season. I was happy to see Wukong's and Macaque's backstory more, understanding the Brotherhood's concerns for each other, and the heroes trying to clean up the mess as much as they can. This balance well with the intense moments and their fighting scenes. But as much as I love most parts of the episode's, there's some that are off to me. I found some of odd choice of voice recording in the show, like Past Macaque's rejecting Past Wukong's help on his scarf and the intensity of MK's voice when he went Monkey Mode. Of course, there's also some parts that ends in plot holes, like where the heck is Peng going!? Is Monkey MK a good thing or a bad thing!? And who freed Azure Lion!? There's those and my bias on seeing much of the Special on a first impression but I still hope to watch more of that being explained. I might watch it again just to see anything else I might've not caught on. In the end, the Season 4's Special feels deserved and I hope we get a time to watch Season 5.

What do you guys think of this season's Special? Do you enjoy it or was there something you hate about? I would be happy to hear your thoughts and share more about mine as we wait for the next chapter of MK's life.

I'm now off to dream~}

[beauleifu]

hihi :D may I request some good ol yin/jin x reader fluff? they deserve more love

Oooooh, yes! Roughly 2k oneshot, hope you like it! And they do deserve love, those goofballs are hilarious.

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YIN/JIN X READER Pt 1

Lego Monkie Kid

Context: You invite your good friends Yin and Jin over to paint and have dinner. Unfortunately, these idiots are demons, and brothers. A dynamic duo that's doomed to be a hassle. But hey, you gotta love 'em.

TW: None. Fluff is fluff lol

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Uh-oh.

That's the first thought that crosses your mind the moment you open the door to your home. Earlier, you'd taken a huge risk by inviting the notorious demons Yin and Jin to an art fight at your place, and they'd mysteriously responded to your text by saying: [well, we never fought with paint brushes before, but hey! First time for everything!]

Not what you had in mind, actually. It's supposed to be an innocent and hearty time with your boys - having not seen them in quite sometime. Instead, the two troublemakers took your invitation quite literally.

So here you stand, staring at the pile of art supplies piled into the hands of Yin and Jin.

They beam at you. "Oi!"

"How's it going?"

"Heyyy!" You greet, voice slightly strangled as you get over the shock of seeing so much stuff, opening the door further to let them in. "Uh, going good! I see you guys came prepared . . ."

The demons stride right in as though they own the place, smiles wide and full of sharp teeth. As Jin sets everything rather unceremoniously on the art table you'd set up, Jin faces you with his hands on hips. "O' course! I mean, where's the fun in having a limited weaponry?"

His accent is thick, something you love about the both of them. With a nervous laugh, you close the front door. "We're not fighting, Yin. We're painting."

"You said art fight, though," Jin pipes up, looking smug at the very thought.

Like he'd win??

"Pfft! No, you dork," you scoff, grabbing your own supplies and situating them on the art table. Yin and Jin both watch you curiously, like cats who'd found something interesting. "It's just an expression. I really just wanted to draw with you guys. We can make it competitive if you want, though. Winner gets something special?" You offer, shooting them a smile.

Yin and Jin share a glance.

"I'd beat your ass," Jin says, wearing a shit-eating grin.

His brother retaliates with a swift punch to the challenger's shoulder. "Yea, right! If Loserville had a President, that'd be you, mate."

"No, it wouldn't!"

You deadpan the both of them, interrupting before they could start bickering. "Guys. You came here to paint."

The demons look rather sheepish as the shut up - not before sending the other a narrow-eyed glare, though. Scoffing fondly, you gather up a few cups and hand them out. "I assume you guys know how this works, right?"

"Yup! And it's gonna end with Jin's face lookin like a copy of The Weeping Woman," Yin snorts.

Jin blinks. "Wha- you mean Picasso's painting?"

"What else??"

Running water reaches your ears as the brothers fill their glasses, talking all the while. You notice Jin taking the time to fill an extra glass for you, and Yin, not wanting to be outdone, fetches a stack of fresh canvases. Honestly, you had expected to be the one doing all the work, but it's a nice change to get to sit back and watch in wonder as your boys walk around the room like they live here. And hey, that thought isn't exactly a bad one.

Resting your cheek on your hand, you smile at them in turn. "So what are we painting?"

"Dunno," Yin says thoughtfully, setting aside three pieces of paper for everyone." You want something simple or you want a real fight?"

"I'll pass. I'm kinda attached to my home, rather not have you guys wrecking it trying to prove you're the best," you say, smiling tiredly at the thought.

Jin comes over, eyes mischievous. "An who said that's a bad thing?"

"Uh. Me??"

The Golden Demon snorts, waving a brush offhandedly. "Well, you could always live with us," he says in a tone so casual he could be discussing the weather. Yin's head snaps up curiously, having already started on his art piece. Jin locks eyes with you, looking smug. "We don't mind. You'd be better company than this brute, anyways," he ads, nudging Yin.

His brother deadpans, poker faced. "Jin, (Y/N) don't want to lose their home. You're really thinkin of blasting their stuff to bits, now?"

"N-No! We're painting, how'd I even do that?"

You laugh, eyes on the canvas as you think of what to draw. "Yin, it's fine. Jin's just poking fun."

When you look up, though, the look in Jin's eyes makes you suddenly doubt your own words. Could the demon actually desire you to live with him and his brother? Would it actually be that much trouble? Well, now you've got a solid back-up plan whenever your home is destroyed. The boys would be totally down to have you over. You've never really thought about it, though. And, for some reason, the idea of living with the demons sounds rather nice.

"A-Anyways," you continue, risking a glance at them. Luckily you'd caught them before they went off at each other. "Why don't we paint some headshots? Whoever wins gets first dibs on dinner?"

Yin's jaw drops. "We're stayin for dinner?"

"If you want to, yeah."

"Are you kidding me right now?" Jin says, face splitting into a wide grin. Honestly, he's so excited he accidentally splatters his canvas with paint. "Your cooking is amazing! I mean, not as good as that pig's down the street, but hey, I'd choose your dish over his anytime."

You bite your lip. "Uh, thanks? I'm not that good, I normally just make you guys simple dishes."

"Heh, you think that, then."

Positively confused and embarrassed, you clear your throat and tap your brush nervously on the table. "So. Headshots?"

"Yeah, yeah, o' course," Yin says, dipping his brush into the water and patting it on the towel. Then, he pauses, glancing between you and his brother as Jin does the same. After a second, you look up to see him wearing a shit-eating grin. "Oi, Jin," he says, elbowing the orange demon, who glares. "Why don't we team up on our old friend here? It's only fair."

"Eh?" Jin blinks dumbly for a moment before realization crosses his face. Wielding the paintbrush like a weapon, he waves it at you. "Say, you're finally talking sense, Yin. That is a good idea."

It's your turn to look confused. "You guys are gonna team up?"

"Hell yeah," Jin says determinedly, tossing his piece of parchment aside in favor of Yin's ink-free canvas. "I mean, you obviously outrank us in the painting department, so it's only fair we get to team up against you. Whaddya say?"

You shrug. "Okay, go for it."

The brothers chuckle simultaneously, huddling close over a single piece of paper. It's fascinating how much they resemble actual demons at this moment in time. You're so used to seeing them so carefree - albeit troublemaking and argumentative. Sure, it's a nice change, but the evil expressions they're wearing is making you nervous. Gripping your paintbrush tightly, you get to work.

It's a lovely evening.

Minus the occasional bickering from Yin and Jin, but most of the time they actually cooperate very well. Each would take turns painting an area where the other was having trouble with, and more often than not you'd catch either one staring at you, paintbrush hovering in mid-air. They must've looked up to aid the progress of their painting, but got sidetracked with something unknown to you. It's actually hilarious. You have to swallow a laugh a few times when the demons begin arguing.

"Oi, Yin, you're getting their table all dirty!"

"It ain't my fault the brush is leaking water!" Jin fires back, glaring at the parchment at his mercy.

Yin sighs exasperatedly, rolling his eyes. He catches yours, shoots you a smile, and continues bickering as though he didn't just express a sliver of affection for you. "That ain't the problem, you're just a clumsy nitwit. You'll ruin the painting if you keep this up!"

"I'd like to see you do better!"

"Fine, I will! Gimme the brush," Yin huffs, reaching over with a muscular bicep to snatch the paintbrush out of Jin's hands. The demon quickly pulls back, shaking his horned head furiously.

"It's still my turn!"

All right.

You really can't control the laugh that sneaks it's way out of you.

The demons across from you pause to stare as you let out a snort of laughter. They're so goddamn silly it's no surprise you've been reduced to such a mess. When you're finished, you regard them with a grin.

"I really admire the teamwork, guys, but I think you've been painting long enough," you say.

Jin blinks. "But we ain't done . . ."

Yin glances at the time, eyes narrowed. "Oh, damn. We've been at this for an hour?? (Y/N), why didn't you tell us?"

"I liked watching you guys paint," you say simply, fingers drumming on the table. You'd finished awhile ago, but saw no reason to stop your boys from their adventure. "Do you need more time?"

Yin shakes his head hurriedly as Jin cleans up their workspace. "No! Nah, we're done. Um. Yeah."

Heh.

"You're nervous?"

"No! We're the Golden and Silver demons! If anyone's gonna be nervous, it's you, 'cause we totally won your art fight," the blue demon snorts, large arms folded over his armored chest. The two of them had neglected to change into something more comfortable before arriving at your doorstep.

A smile blooms on your face. "All right then, let's see."

"Uh . . ." The brothers share a nervous glance - to your absolute amusement - before slowly revealing your self-portrait. You peer close, eyes narrowing.

It's honestly not bad. You don't know if Yin and Jin are good at painting, but after glancing over the painting, you realize that they must've hoarded at least some talent for it to be this good. The shading is nice, and you can actually recognize yourself within the mass of wet colors. It seems as though they tried really hard to make it worthy of your approval - that's what they hope for, anyways. You don't consider yourself a great artist, only doing this to hang out with them. Your approval does mean the world to them, though.

A sound of awe escapes you. "Ooo, this is really good, guys. We should hang this up somewhere!"

"Here? You wanna hang it up here?" Jin demands, eyes wide.

"It's up to you. Honestly, you can take it back to your place or leave it with me - but if you choose the latter, please sign it," you add hurriedly; "I'd want to remember the idiots who painted such a masterpiece."

Yin and Jin share a glance.

"Yeah. You can have it," Jin says, practically shoving the canvas into your arms.

Yin follows up, tone earnest. "We'll sign it, too."

The canvas is promptly yanked back towards the brothers as they whip out some markers, wielding them with foreboding intent. But all they do is take about five minutes writing a quick note on the back of the canvas. You wait patiently, a weird feeling settling in your chest. It's warm.

When they finish, Yin sets the canvas aside, telling you not to read the notes until they've gone. Then, you reveal your own painting, which is just a double-portrait of the brothers.

Of course, they want to take it with them. You honestly wanted them to.

Dinner comes along, and the brothers are eager to do as much as possible. However, before starting, you offer for them to change into something more comfortable - clothes you'd stored over time specifically for them.

Could they be arriving in their armor just for you to ask that?

Maybe.

If it's true, you don't care.

The smiles on the demon's faces are a sight to behold, though. Yin grabs the outfit presented to him and makes a break for the bathroom while Jin hollers at him.

"OI! Slow down, you idiot!"

Laughing, you offer a second outfit to the remaining demon; a simple T-shirt and some sweatpants, "Guess someone's excited."

"Yeah, what a loony," Jin snorts, relieving you of the clothes.

The two demons change swiftly, coming back looking much more at home now. You decide to make dumplings, and the three of you move fluently throughout the kitchen, chatting all the while. Yin and Jin are much taller than you, and much stronger, so at one point, Yin just decides to pick you up and plop you on the counter without a word. You're obliged to demand why the hell he did such a thing.

"Why not? Jin and I can get way more done without havin' ta worry 'bout you burning yourself."

"This is my kitchen, though."

Jin shoots you a smug smile. "Yeah? Well, now it's ours. For now."

"You're mean."

Yin snorts from his spot by the stove, grinning wickedly at his brother. "Yeah, Jin. Why are you so mean to our little (Y/N)?"

"Little-?!" You start furiously, but the two break out into a fresh argument. With your voice drowned out by theirs, you let out a sigh, lean back against the cabinet doors, and cross your legs up on the counter. It's decided: you'll just watch. That's probably what the demons want you to do, anyways.

However, you don't mind. Yin and Jin prepare dinner soundly and smoothly after that one bicker episode, and you're content with watching and making small talk.

It's warm in the kitchen. Or perhaps it's just warm in your heart.

Yin and Jin just look like they belong here from how well they move around. Whenever they pass you, a smile is offered, or an occasional high-five. And dinner is simply delicious, making that little hint about you living with them only more inviting. You honestly want to ask them if they'd like to stay the night, but apparently they've been planning to sabotage someone tomorrow. Ah, well. At least you get to take a look at the notes they wrote when they leave:

'Hey, sorry if my brother was being a jerk. Don't know what else to write except that you should totally join us on our next heist. We'll be sure to invite you over for dinner next time too! ~Yin'

'Sorry about my brother, he's an idiot. Anyways, thanks for everything and we should totally do something epic next timer we get together! ~Jin'

[introvertedsurvivalist]

Can you do some moments of nooshy and Johnny being chaotic best friends? Yes, I am talking about the stupid things nooshy roped Johnny into doing lol thx!

oho, i've been waiting for some to ask for these.

johnny & nooshy best (chaotic) moments

johnny: okay, um, nooshy—we have a bit of a problem.

nooshy: what? the fire?

johnny: no, the—wait, there's a fire?!

nooshy: nevermind that, this sounds more interesting. spill it?

buster: *runs past them with a fire extinguisher* NOOSHY, YOU CAN'T PUT TIN FOIL IN THE MICROWAVE, NO MATTER WHAT TWITTER SAYS—

...

johnny: it's just impossible to come up with a crazier plan than this.

nooshy: plan E, we attack meena with chips.

johnny: of course, i stand corrected.

nooshy: just keeping things in perspective, shut it.

...

nooshy: oh, son of a b—

johnny: nO, langUAGE—

nooshy: —sssscuit. i was gunna say biscuit, pfft, come off it.

...

nooshy: i had such a great time! it was the most pleasant experience i've had in a long while!

johnny: *out of breath and on the verge of a panic attack* i-i almost got run over by a bloody train—

nooshy: ooh ooh ooh, that was my favorite part!

...

*the gang are out in a paintball match*

nooshy: *gets hit* joHNNY, avenge my death.

johnny: *drops to his knees beside her* no, nooshy... please, you can't go...

nooshy: you'll go on without me, right?

johnny: of course i will... i promise.

nooshy: thank you... *fakes dying*

johnny: nOoO—

ash: talk about dramatic.

...

nooshy: *is sad*

johnny: i know as your self-appointed brother figure, i should have something comforting to say, but i'm drawing a bit of a blank here.

nooshy: shut up and just gimme a hug. just your presence is enough.

...

nooshy: ohh, so if i knock all those targets down with this toy gun, that stuffed koala is ours?

johnny: yea, give it a go!

nooshy: okay, whoo, okay—*proceeds to throw the entire toy gun*

johnny: *to the booth owner* i am terribly sorry—

...

johnny: london girl.

nooshy: wales boy.

johnny: funny we're actually from quite near each other—

nooshy: —and yet we're somehow incredibly different.

johnny: but we have that common ground where we always make the worse decision.

nooshy: exactly.

...

johnny: okay, truth or dare?

nooshy: truth!

johnny: worst decision you've made while drunk?

nooshy: i mean, not to brag, but i don't have to be drunk to be able to make bad decisions, see—

...

buster: okay, who took the flamethrower from ash—

johnny: well, nooshy and i—

nooshy: *elbows johnny sharply in the arm*

johnny: ... wouldn't know.

ash: yOU—

johnny: WHY DO YOU EVEN HAVE A FLAMETHROWER IN THE FIRST PLACE—

nooshy: *trying to shut johnny up*

...

nooshy: hey, johnny. if i were kidnapped by bandits, would you come save me?

johnny: of course i would.

nooshy: what if i wouldn't let you save me because it's dangerous?

johnny: then i'd tell you to shut up, stuff you into a box, and take you.

nooshy: so like, reverse-kidnapping?

johnny: something like that.

nooshy: that sounds nice.

...

nooshy: be careful!

johnny: always am.

nooshy: respectfully disagree, you injury-prone weirdo.

...

johnny: buster told you to be nice to these guys, they're important!

nooshy: i was nice!

johnny: wh—you threatened to kill them!

nooshy: but i didn't actually stab them!

...

johnny: *watching a movie at a theatre while holding a bag with nooshy hiding inside it*

johnny: remind me why we're doing this again?

nooshy: shh, so that i can watch the movie without paying.

johnny: but we can buy our own tickets, we're not broke—

nooshy: sHH, where's the fun in that?

johnny: we could get kicked out for this, or worst, arrested—

nooshy: shHHh, life's about breaking crimes, it's time you learned from the master on how to do it too.

johnny: *already knows*

...

nooshy: wait, why are you crying? are you alright?

johnny: well, yea, it was just these onions—

nooshy: *to the onions* what the fuck did you say to my best friend?

...

(always down for more of these.)

[yi-dashi-a]

//more ooc sorry Stay tuned for me to update my headcanons, once again, on the nature of Yi’s facial discoloration, and the pattern of his various scars. It just feels very odd for Yi in headcanon to have two separate, unrelated pigmentation issues (I take immortal journey as canon in appearance, because riot stated he is a younger imagining of Yi himself, unless conflicted by base, and he’s got those distinct white gradients wtf rito patches of hair going on.) when they could be reasonably combined into one. They could explain why he started wearing masks / got a crazy pair of goggles made pre war...

  Tags for more rambling

[ask-squiphigh]

Michael: I popped up in the passenger seat the driver screamed I screamed and then I passed out

Brooke: holy shit me too! I threw Jake on the ground once I got outside and I just face planted onto the floor.

Jake: I passed out before you threw me so at least I didn’t feel that pain

Brooke: aye

[miss-smutty]

The Destructive Secret

Chapter 3

A/N- The secrets out! Well to you guys anyway 🤫

Summary- You've got a secret to hide and it's going to cause complete and utter destruction. It's only so long until your lies are going to catch up to you.

Word count- 3,258

Warnings- Swearing, lies, deceit, cheating

Pairing- Chris Hemsworth X you / Liam Hemsworth X you

18+ only!

Disclaimer: This is an entire work of fiction/AU and has no affiliation to real life what so ever! This is a fictional story about fictional characters who happen to share names and faces with some real people.

Posted: 25th May 2021

Taglist-: @innerpaperexpertcloud @pandaxnienke @chickensarentcheap @mostly-marvel-musings

Chapter 1 + 2

"Morning babe, I tried to let you have a sleep in. I didn't wake you did I?" He asks, preoccupied with the washing up.

"No, I actually had a good sleep for once." You say nonchalantly while searching through the kitchen cupboards for a mug in a half asleep haze. "That's not going to last long when I have to spend the weekend in a hotel bed though."

Finally finding your favourite mug right at the back of the cupboard, you slam it on the counter a little more aggressively than you expected, startling you out of your daziness. Your boyfriend raises his eyebrow at you questioningly and you just shrug your shoulders back at him. It was definitely going to be one of them days, those days where nothing goes right. You would question what you'd done to deserve it but you already know the answer to that.  You were just going to have to put up with karma kicking your ass at any given moment for the rest of your life.

"Aww I know babe, at least it's only two night's though." He comes up behind you, resting his chin on your shoulder and wrapping his arms around your waist. "You've just reminded me -" He presses carefully, the way he shifts his composure telling you he's uncomfortable with what he's about to say and your heart begins to beat a little faster. " - I know you're going away tomorrow and I really wanted to have the night alone..." He pauses again.

"Just tell me, what is it?" You ask, trying to keep the annoyance from your voice.

"My brother called this morning, he sounds in a bad way so I said he can come over and hang out tonight. You don't mind do you?" Now your heart stops beating completely, what the hell is he playing at? 

 "I'm worried about him, he's not been right lately and he's going away for work tomorrow night too so it's the only time I can see him really." You're angry with him for saying he's going away too, how more fucking obvious can he make it? You're just both suspiciously going to be away with work at the same time. You can't protest about it now, you don't want to raise any more questions.

"No of course not, babe." You agree reluctantly, still seething with anger on the inside. "Right, I'm going for a shower and then I better start packing." You sulk.

"Do you want some help?" He ask as you kiss him on his cheek while you're passing. 

"It's ok babe, you know how meticulous I am with my packing." You say smiling softly at him.

"Gotcha, I am not getting involved with that. Give me a shout if you want a coffee." 

"You're the best." 

                         ****************

Using the tap to muffle the sound of your voice while you make a call. This was starting to become a habit now, the sound of running water in the background whenever you speak to him, a memory that you will never forget. Whenever you run your bath or fill the sink you're going to be reminded of your lying and cheating. Great! Just another thing to add to the list of things to look forward to in the future.

You never thought you'd be a cheater, especially to someone you loved and cared for so deeply. You'd always despised people who cheated, could never understand how people could have multiple lives and cheat multiple times. Naively thinking that if they weren't happy they should just tell the person they are with and stop all the hurt but it doesn't always work that way. You didn't suddenly think 'hey I'm not happy, I'm going to go fuck someone else'. You certainly wouldn't have chosen his brother if that was the case. Over the years it just happened and you hated yourself for it. You weren't even unhappy in your relationship, so that throws all your theories of 'cheaters' completely out of the window. The sound of the dial tone snaps you from your thoughts.

"Hi babe." He answers almost immediately, leaving you with no time to regain your composure. "Hello?" 

"Oh erm.... Don't 'hi babe' me." Not a great start, you have to admit.

"What's wrong?" You can tell that Chris is amused with your tone of voice and it makes that anger resurface.

"You know exactly what's wrong, why the fuck are you coming over here tonight?" 

"Erm to s-" you don't even give him time to speak before you interrupt him. You don't believe that he's just coming to see Liam, you know he's coming to see you no matter what he says.

"As if it's not awkward enough without having you both in the same house together... You have to cancel." The thought of them both being together with you filled you with fear. How were you supposed to act around them both? The idea of it fills you with chills.

"I'm not cancelling. I haven't seen him in a while and he invited me. It'll be fine, I'll be on my best behaviour, I promise. I get you all to myself tomorrow anyway." 

"Exactly so why do you need to come over here and make everything all awkward?"

"Babe I'm coming to see my brother, you get me to yourself tomorrow. Don't be selfish" you could hear the amusement in his voice, you're sure he enjoys this.

"Pfft." A huff is about the only thing you could manage right now.

"You get to have both your favourite people in the same room, at the same time... Hey maybe we can have a threesome?" 

"Fuck off." You murmur, although you have to admit the thought of it does turn you on slightly. In a perfect world that would be the best possible outcome but it's not a perfect world and that most definitely would never happen.

"I'll see you tonight, wear something sexy." He laughs.

"This isn't funny." You reply before hanging up the phone and you're left alone with the tormenting sound of flowing water.

This is going to be a disaster, you can't help but think that tonight is the night it all comes out. Surely this isn't what he has planned, he wouldn't want to hurt his brother in such a viscous way. To announce at dinner that he's fucking his girlfriend and that they've been going behind his back and fucking for years. Surely not?  You're pretty sure you're being paranoid but know you're going to be on the edge of your seat all night, frightened everytime he opens his mouth to speak.

                                 **************

You're sure you've downed almost a full bottle of wine before he's even arrived, you try to remember how many glasses you've had when you finally hear the dreaded chime of the doorbell. Your head is dizzy with bubbles already, your stomach churning at the thought. It wasn't the cleverest of ideas to drink so much already, not when you need to be sharp and aware of what you're doing and saying. Fuck.

The way Chris' eyes light up when he sees you reminds you exactly why this is all worth it. You feel your nerves settle slightly now the first step was over and it wasn't so bad was it? You don't know what you were actually expecting, him to walk through the door and kiss you passionately sounds about right though.

"Chris! Hi, how you doing?" You act, standing on your tiptoes to hug him. It's so hard acting like he's your brother in law and not your... Boyfriend? Lover? You don't even know what to call him.

"Hi, beautiful." He whispers into your ear, making your stomach flip when you feel his lips graze against your neck. "I'm good thank you, how are you guys?" He says louder, moving away from your arms reluctantly and standing against the counter. The glint in his eyes and the smirk on his lips make him look sexy as hell, you bite onto your lip as hard as you can. Hoping to draw blood so you can concentrate on the pain and not the fact you want to rip your boyfriend's brothers clothes off.

"We're great" Liam replies.

"I'm sure you are." Chris says sarcastically under his breath, luckily Liam didn't hear him. You give Chris the glare, reminding him to be on his best behaviour.

"But how are you? You didn't sound too good the other day." Liam asks, opening a bottle of wine.

"I was probably just tired bro, you know how it is. I don't get much sleep nowadays." 

"Oh yeah, is a woman involved by any chance?" Liam asks, laughing to himself.

"Yeah, something like that." Chris subtly grazes your hand as you walk into the kitchen to help Liam. You freeze on the spot, looking into his eyes you see a desperately pleading look. You know this is torture for him, that he just wants to grab you and hold onto you. Even though he tries his best not to, he hates his brother for it, he hates that he gets to have you.

"Anyway, it smells great in here. What you making?" Chris says locked in eye contact with you. 

"I've just thrown together some dinner." You say casually, although deep down your heart is tugging and your hands are shaking.

"Her food is fucking amazing, I probably should have made sure you hadn't eaten first though?" Liam puts his arms around you and kisses your cheek as you carry on stirring the food on the stove. You're glad you have your back to Chris because you dread to think of his reaction. How you have to pretend you don't know each other on that deep level. You had tried to warn him that this was a bad idea.

"Yeah, no that would be awesome. Thanks" You can tell by the way his voice broke that this is causing him pain and there's nothing you can do about it. 

                              **************

"Do you want a beer or are you ok with wine?" Liam asks Chris as you sit down at the table ready to eat.

"I'd love a beer bro" Chris replies. You watch from the corner of your eye as Liam heads to the fridge, your heart beating a little faster now he's out of sight. Looking to Chris nervously.

Chris takes the opportunity while Liams back is turned and grabs your hand under the table. Stroking your palm with his thumb he mouths the words 'love you'. You can't help but feel sorry for him, this horrible situation you're all in. You mouth the words back to him before he lets your hand go when Liam comes back into sight.

All the way through the meal Chris can't take his eyes off of you, you're worried Liam will notice but he's paying no attention. Obviously he has no reason to doubt his loyal girlfriend and protective big brother, why would he? Which makes your betrayal even more unbearable.

"This is great Y/N." Chris says after tasting your food and moving your dress a little higher so he can place his hand on the top of your bare thigh under the table. The shock makes you jump and you hit your knee on the top of the table.

"Are you alright?" Liam asks looking slightly confused.

"Sorry, yeah. I just burnt my mouth." There's a slight hint of amusement in your words, you're a bad person but the situation is just too much not to find it slightly funny. The feel of Chris' hand on your thigh makes you feel butterflies in your stomach at the same time as the deep sick feeling of dread, your mind in a giant conflicted turmoil of feelings.

You can see Chris is also trying to hide his laugh as he takes a sip from his beer, one hand still on your thigh. Why the fuck am I sat in the middle? You hadn't thought about it when you'd sat down but now realise it was a massive mistake and also subconsciously the perfect place for you. The playing piece in a match against brothers, only one player is unaware there is any contest at all.

Chris finishes his beer and puts it down on the table loudly, filling the awkward silence between you all. You can understand the awkwardness between you and Chris but why is Liam not speaking? He wanted to see Chris to figure out what was wrong with him but he's not asking any questions. Has he figured it out? Did he see Chris touch your hand earlier? Had he seen you both whispering? You wriggle in your chair, feeling deadly uncomfortable and hoping Chris would move his hand. He didn't take the hint.

"Do you want another?" Liam asks Chris, already getting up from his chair and not waiting for an answer. Something is definitely wrong. Chris's hand moves further up your thigh, grazing the lace of your panties with the tip of his long finger. He's also completely oblivious to your awkwardness, drinking too much is numbing his senses and becoming dangerous. He's playing with fire. 

You fling your chair back from the table, standing abruptly, your cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and nervousness.

"I'm just gunna get some more beers from the basement." Liam announces, Chris sat cooly in his chair with not an ounce of nervousness.

"It's ok I'll go, you guys have a chat." You say, desperately needing to escape for a minute to catch your breath.

"Don't be silly, it'll only take me a minute." Liam says, already walking towards the door.

Chris takes his cue again, standing from his chair and moving over to you. Standing closely so he can whisper in your ear, his arm pressed to the small of your back while he holds you against him.

"I can't wait to have you in my bed again tomorrow Y/N. I've waited too long." 

"Chris, shh." 

"No, you shh. I wish I had you now, right here. I could just sit you up on this counter and fuck you right here -" He moves his hand up your skirt, gripping your ass in his big hands. "- You want that don't you? Tell me." His teeth graze the skin on your neck, making your head hang back loosely. You want it so bad, all your tension melts away as your muscles relax in his arms.

"We've got all weekend Chris, we can't do this here. It's too risky." You sigh, carefully wrapping your arms around his neck and listening for any sign of Liam.

"Fuck I know but it's so hard being here with you and not being able to fucking touch you." He moves away from you, running his hand though his hair in frustration.

"I told you how hard it'd be." You say.

"How hard what would be?" Liam asks breathlessly. Fuck. You hadn't heard him coming back, how much more had he heard? 

You're lost for words, completely frozen in shock. If he hadn't heard or seen anything it was still way too close for your liking.

"To shoot this ball of foil into that bin from all the way over here." Chris replies hastily, you're incredibly impressed with his quick thinking.

"Let me have a go then." Liam says, taking the foil from Chris. Typical competive brothers. Chris turns to you and winks devilishly, you're perfectly aware of how desirable he looks but you try to push that thought aside. You can't be thinking about that, the things he had just been saying and the thrill of almost being caught, all at once. 

"My turn." You say raising your eyebrows at them both as you swing your hips, confidently over to the fridge. Chris bites his lip as he watches you walk over. "Watch and learn boys." This is quite possibly the strangest situation you've ever been in but you might as well make the most of it.

You shoot your shot and land the foil ball straight into the bin. Turning around and bowing, you're wide eyed when you straighten back up. They both moved towards you as if they were going to kiss you, luckily Chris stopped himself in time.

"Only you could've landed that shot." Liam says, picking you up in his arms, leaving you with no choice but to wrap your legs around him while he kisses your lips deeply. 

You risk a glance at Chris over Liam's shoulder and he's seething with anger, you can see it written all over his face. 

"I'm gunna go outside for some air." Chris announces blankly while Liam sets you back on the ground, a look of concern on his face.

"You alright bro?" Liam asks with no reply from Chris as he walks out of the door.

You get on with the cleaning up, distracting yourself and hoping Liam hadn't noticed Chris' reaction. You can sense Liam behind you, stood on the spot thinking. He's working it out, he's putting together all the pieces and finally working it out.

"I've worked out what's wrong with Chris." He comes up behind you, emptying the plates into the trash. Fuck, here we go.

"What do you mean?" You ask gently, not really wanting to hear his conclusion.

"You know, the reason why he's been moping about all the time." You don't turn around, you just listen, hiding your face and any reaction you're showing. "Well he's quite obviously jealous of us." He adds. There we go, he's worked it out or he's definitely worked out Chris' part in it all.

You felt your stomach drop, Chris was so obvious it wouldn't take a genius to see something was wrong.

"What makes you say that?" You press, carefully. Your back still turned to Liam while you clean the surfaces.

"Don't tell me you didn't notice how he just acted when I kissed you." Of course you noticed, you just hoped Liam hadn't. It won't be long until he puts all the pieces together and figures this all out, if he hasn't already. You pour the last of the bottle of wine into your glass, gulping it greedily. Lord knows you're going to need it.

"He needs a girlfriend, can't you fix him up with one of your friends?" You can't describe the relief you feel right now and a small twang of jealousy at the thought of Chris with one of your friends.

"I'm sure your brother isn't short of admirers Liam, he doesn't need me to fix him up" Your tone of voice was a little too short. Pull it together.

"I suppose you're right but he doesn't have the best taste in women does he?" You can feel your cheeks burning, you're fighting the urge to defend yourself. Telling Liam his brother had the same taste in women when it came to you, wouldn't go down quite so well would it? 

"I'm seeing someone actually Liam." Chris says, overhearing your conversation as he came back in after finally composing himself.

"Oh really? You never said." Liam asks curiously.

"Yeah, we're keeping it to ourselves for now... Until she tells her boyfriend." What the actual fuck? You can't believe he's just said that, he looks at you defiantly, completely over this whole thing.

Liam nearly spat his drink out and you're sure your cheeks are beetroot red, you don't have a clue what to do in this situation. 

"Is she married? Do I know her?" Liam questions further. You're hoping and praying he stops with the questions, Chris is ready and willing to come clean, you can tell by his expression.

"No not married but you do know her. You know her really well actually." Chris says while avoiding your gaze purposefully...

[shnowbilicat]

Human Abathur and Human Anub'Arak

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While playing Heroes of the Storm I got the idea of drawing my main Heroes as humans! Cuz apparently I only play monsterns and creatures and aliens X'D

I decided to start with Abathur, cuz he has been on mind about this since I got the idea aaaand I love myself sum hoods and dark characters :'3

You guys have no idea how much time I spend on Abathur's and Anub'Arak's Wiki pages just reading through ther bios and what not X'D

Down below is more information if ya wanna check it out but tl;dr I adore these two and I lowkey ship them too huehuehue~ ewe

So to keep it short and simple, Abathur is the 'Evolution Master' of the Zerg's, aka he's the guy you go to for upgrades in game ... and that's basically his whole character!

Abathur is pretty much obsessed with evolving his race into more efficient deadlier creatures, even going so far as intentionally trying to wage war against the other races in Starcraft and going against the wishes of the new queen Zerg. He knows perfection is impossible, but he can at least try to get very close to it.

This also reflects in his mannerisms and speech; he speaks just using the most important words, everything else is a waste of time. He even explicitly says he dislikes using pronouns X'D

He's not a fighter, in HOTS he's a support character that specializes in enhancing his teammates to the max, while he sits somewhere hidden.

He's a calm and collected guy, but thanks to the Blizzard charme some of his in game actions and voicelines to reveal a silly side of the character ... which I intend on using 100% ewe

As a human, Abathur still has his rather calm and collected personality, but spiced up with a straight forward approach to others and a little bit of snark as well! He likes to kidnap his teammates into his lab to do experiments on and try to improve them.

Speaking of his lab, instead of the fleshy, boney style the Zerg have going on, in this AU Zerg's have something called 'BioTech', a technology that runs on Zerg essence to function, being alive to an extend too. Fluids, pods and pipes everywhere, dark and black colors and harsh metal machines that are spiky and everything is about in the same style like Abathur's stingers (See reference picture above thxx)

Abathur is basically the crazy scientist in this Human AU and Zagara (The current Zerg queen), Dehaka, Artanis and Anub'Arak have to put up with his antics while spending time with each other cuz idk the Nexus either forced them to or the Zerg's rescued Artanis and Anub'Arak from their death and they owe the Zergs something idk X'D

Anub'Arak is a character from Warcraft and if I read it correctly Anub was once I proud King of a land called Narub. After daring to stand against the Lich King he sadly died, but got resurrected as an undead by said Lich King to serve as an unstopable force of nature.

As far as I understood it Anub did die at least once more and yet again brought back to life, now serving another Lich King. He even killed his own people while serving the Lich King, against his own will of course.

I personally only got to play Warcraft 3 as a small child and always went with Anub as my Hero character cuz ... giant beetle go brrr ewe

And's what he is in game too! A tanky power machine and poops out bbys now and again pfft X'D

Even with his brainwash, Anub is a proud and strong character personality vise. He's a proud Nerubian and King and even though I sadly haven't seen a lot about his personality on wikis, his voice lines are funny and quirky and URGH luv him <33

While thinking of a Human Abathur design and already imagining funny situations Anub has to go through while living with the Zerg's I started to brainstorm Anub's design ... which was difficult af :'3

Anub is a giant beetle monster and pharaoh inspired. Love the concept to death, but making it into a more modern-ish aestheticly pleasing design that doesn't go overboard, easy to draw and still looks coolio was tough ...

I spend some time googling pharaoh costumes and even looked up what modern egyptians would probably wear and it gave me the confidence to try some things out! I decided to go with what comes to my mind first and it worked out well! Though I had difficulty deciding on the color shades as Anub has surprisingly a lot of details and colors, but I'm happy with what I decided for now.

Espacially his hair and skin. I wanted him to have deep purple hair and darker skin, cuz he's basically an egyptian mummy and I wanted to try myself on darker skinned characters ... he's so handsome I'm literally having a crush on him qwq

Anub in this AU is picking up on his personality in game; proud, strong, calm, a good sense of humor and a small dislike for Abathur; in a voice line when Anub'Arak would kill an Abathur he says 'I eat worms like you for breakfast' sooo I like taking that as a nice relationship starter for the two ewe

Of course Abathur is intrigued by Anub's undead-ness and always bugs the Nerubian for experiments and samples of his blood and what not.

In battle Anub mostly either uses scythes or gloves that resemble his ingame claws. He of course can also summon small beetles to aid him in battle and even creat two pairs of beetle wings under his cape and his skirt for better mobility and flight. He can also use his bandages to wrap people up in place (Compared to his nets and cocoons in game) and under his bandages he bares his scars for his fight against the Lich King.

I really adore him, both because I kinda grew up with him and his design, he and Abathur are now my bbys and I adore and love them so so much qWq

I do plan on creating Dehaka, Zagara and Artanis in the future hopefully, but I just wanted to upload my two favs cuz I love them already and mmmmgh they so gud :'33

[crystu-cii]

OF COURSE!!!! I'd say you're hella close to it!!! Definitely closer than I am XDD 💖💞💝💕💝❤️💕💕❤️ A G R EED /hj XDD

Yeah ;w; oohh that sounds super interesting!! I can understand not pursuing a story tho, stories are d i f f icult-- XD fun, but difficult, and you need an attention span for them! (Why do you think I only write one page stories??)

OMS yessss that's so accurate tho-- like I haven't changed much if I'm being honest (I spend a LOT of time inside.. XD) awww-- I can understand that- in japan we didn't have a backyard, so I stopped going outside much at all-- occasionally I biked to convenience stores or walked to vending machines, that was cool, but no backyard :/ having no backyard sUCks, like where am I supposed to scream into the void?? INSIDE?? /j

OMS-- CRYS XDD what a Mood™ tho- "oh I'm gonna continue this thing!!" *does something else entirely*

XDD It was done Against My Will™ (get Against My Will on the album I Haven't Awoken Well Rested Since I Was A Child by the band The Bags Under My Eyes Aren't Makeup! XD) MOOD-- I spent the quarantine summer doing nothing but staying up until the sun rose and sleeping until it was at its peak- where did the time goooo

I AGREE HOW DARE HE- LIKE EXCUSE?? YOU TINY HEATHEN??? anyways now I'm trying to go back to squirting him with a squirt bottle to startle him(even tho he's a fan of water, the harsh spray startles him) but anyways thank you crysss I'm never getting a cat in my life now bc of this rude child (dogs are superior anyways /hj)

(and now time to reply to the OTHER ask cause I'm efficient and not going to send two separate asks to respond to things that can be responded to at the same time.. ....why did I even ramble about that wtf henry(huh I never refer to myself by name that felt weird))

Okay!! No worries dude, you can always take your time with replies, I just don't trust tumblr XD 💞❤️💕💝💝💖💕❤️💖 of course!!! Thank you!!! 💖💕💕💖💞💕

Oooh!!! That sounds super fun!!! Man I miss hanging out with my friends-- but my closest friend(lives in my neighborhood) has a parent who works in other people's houses, so high risk, and the rest live several hours away :)) but anyways yeah that sounds hella!!!! I love that y'all were just like "okay well. we're gonna hang out anyways." XDD

Aww-- I'm glad you are!! My brother and his bf were supposed to come but I think we have to postpone that cause someone in his workplace tested positive for covid :( YESS FOODDDD-- oooh cheesecake?? I've never heard of having it on Thanksgiving!! Usually we have pumpkin, cherry, apple, and pecan pies!! (We're having pumpkin and cherry ones this yeah!! Two pumpkin pies, a cherry pie, and a cherry cobbler--) I... Have never heard of pineapple pie in my life! Sounds like it would make pineapple-on-pizza haters burst into tears tho--

YOURE WHAT-- CRYS YOU HEATHEN IT IS NOVEMBER!!!!! /j I can't stand Christmas music, being a choir student made me not be a huge fan of it-- too much Christmas music.. ugh. (Straight no chaser is tolerable at least. And Pentatonix. And covers by artists I like. But if I have to hear Jingle Bells ONE MORE TIME--) YESSS BESTOW UPON ME THOU'S PRESENCE AND PRESENTS... Ooh nice!! Pfft XDD Yess- I have multiple on my wishlist-- mostly for the switch-- OMS I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T ASK FOR THSC-- MAYBE IM THE HEATHEN--

Okay, it's January 5th! Literally not even two weeks after Christmas-- Feel free to scream happy birthday at me :3 XDD now I'm curious, what's yours?

awhhh thank you ;w;; 💕💞💕💞💞💕💞

and legiT- and omg- also what i do a lot is thinking i have a story all in control but then i realise that i only focused on the main parts and nOT the transitions and all that shit and then i end up last minute thinking them- XDD and ngl one page stories sound SOO much better- imo- not just for writing- but for reading as well- whenever i go to see a fanfic I always read the ones that has one chapter- dunno how to fully explain it- possibly cause its satisfying to see a story actually have its end other than a long lasting series that will never end- XDD oneshots are my FUEL

buT WoW omg this topic has now made me realise how i barely go outside- XDD i wish there would be other thingd around my neighborhood other than a "park" that has DEAD GRASS and the sprinklers go off like every hour for some reason- duNNo what the builders were thinking but i guess i dont mind- i stay in my house a whOLELE lot xD

and YESS IT GETS ME EVERYTIME- "hey lets draw-" *-WRITES-* XDD AND ABHAHAHAHA (NOW ON YOUR LOCAL MUSIC STORES- XDDDD) and omG MEEE- the times i would usually sleep would be around 3 am to 6 am- ironically my mom has a more screwed up schedule than i do- and SHE STILL HAS- last night she told me that she hasnt slept in 48 HOURSSS- MaMAAA PLEASE SLEEP

GO AWAY CAT HEATHEN- XD and omG a squirt bottle of water yes XDD and awh i definitely understand now how youll not get a cat- sounds like a hecka pain ;0;; i never even had a pet before (or not that i would recall- oh wait i think i had fish but i have an embarrassing story that made my mom ban fish from the household- OH MAN the shame)

and yeahh oh man- i hope you are okay with all these topics XDD and thank you!! 💕💞💕💞💕💞💕💞

awwhh i see- i wish you can hang out with your friends without it being too risky! that reminds me of that one time where my friend said "hey so uh you guys can hang out at my house since at my parent's workplace someone was positive for covid" and then immeadiately after they were like "SO WE NEED TO GO TO ONE OF YOUR GUYS' HOUSE" and Im LIKE- UH- NOO??? nOt AfTEr you just say THAT- nuh uh- thankfully we didnt hang out that day- better safe than sorry xD

and omggg those pies sound AWWESOMEEEE- i always wanted to try pumpkin pie before but when i asked my mom that she was like "nO iTS diSGusTing" and im like "*visible confusion*" and lOwKEY SAME- pineapple pie just sounds a bit off but my mom was really hyped to make it xD i'd actually say its not that bad! but im still not a fan of pineapple so uhhh xD (aNd YEAH IT DOES feel like it would make those haters cry-- XDD)

and PFHAOHFA IM A LIVING HEATHEN- XDD omg at this time of year- it gets CRAZYY for me- first off- Tree is a true filipino- right when it was the first day october- youd hear them say "FUCK HALLOWEEN"(and id just whine to them like "BUT HALLOWENENENEN") and then their family set up a whole christmas tree and over-the-top decorations- and omg- if you hate christmas music- you would despise the philippines sO MUCH- when the FIRST day of SEPTEMBER hits- CHRISTMAS MUSIC ON ALLLLL THE STORES- it will drive you WILDDD ( yeah its actually a normal filipino thing- not that i ever went to the philippines myself at tHAT time of year- but my friends and family tell me all about it- filipinos are the true christmas maniacs XDDD)

and awhhh choir must be a pain ;0;;; that would remind me how on one concert- the beginners class of choir screamed on purpose even though they werent supposed to- the teacher got so pissed XDDD and YESSS PRESENTSSSS- and awh man- i actually dont own ANY consoles at all- so the only things i can ask for is steam games- last year for christmas i got just shapes and beats- which was WORTHHH

and oo YAY- now i shall mark that on my calander- XD and mine is february 7!

[notsoangstymiracublog]

All thanks to Lila Rossi

(Thank you for you guys who got tagged to check out this sorry excuse of a fic- well i wanna see your reaction so I'm sorry if you're busy and i am bothering you. also please prepare some bleach cuz this may be the worst fic ever in history of tumblr)

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Friday morning, best day ever and Lila felt excited that day, like nothing was going wrong in life, her perfect life. But the feeling turned into anger and disgust when Lila saw her enemy. Talking! With! Her! ADRIEN!

'this can't be happening, that naive girl had to stop going near my adrien! Something needed to be done'

Thats when an idea struck her, a plan to make every girl out there stood away from her adrien! No one but her can have him, Adrien will only be hers and they will be together forever. Gabriel better thank her after this cause this plan was the best plan she ever had

The brunette left from the school ground immediately, giving away fake smiles to those who saw her. She walked towards the Agreste Mansion instead of going to school, her mother will be very dissapointed but the old woman won't know anyway

A few days ago, Lila had seal a deal with Gabriel. She will 'protect' Adrien but in return, he must help her whenever she was in need for help. Now that won't be so hard to do, as long Marinette gave up on the boy, then Lila will be able to 'protect' him from the Bluenette. And about her lies, it's been 2 months and her lies were still not exposed, not that it's a bad thing

'So you think you can stop me, Marinette? No one, i repeat, no one can stop me' Lila thought as the gate opened for her

She entered the Agreste Mansion with ease knowing she was already given permission to enter whenever she wanted to. She gave the assistant a fake smile and gracefully walked towards the younger Agreste's room. The girl had been into his room a few times for 'tutor' but the smell of cheese just gets worse and worse. A bad habit she'll had to fix after he decided to date her

The brunette searched through his trash can, ignoring tons of crumpled papers with poems and drawings of Ladybug. After what felt like a hour or so, she finally found what she need. Tried to hold all the excitement as she placed it inside her handbag, nothing will be able to stop her from being with her Adrien

Lila cleared the evidence of her doing and brush off the dust off her clothes as she stood up. She went out of his room and left the mansion after saying goodbye to Nathalie

[the next Monday]

When Lila entered the classroom a lot of confidence and smirk on her face, Marinette suddenly knew that the liar did something but she won't be able to confront her inside the class. Not when the liar was surrounded by Marinette's friends, with the exception of Chloé who decided going to the spa was the 'best idea' at the time.

"Everyone, I have an announcement to make...." Lila said as she tried to not explode in happiness then and there

The other students chatter in wonder and confusion, buzzing with excitement for the announcement because Lila always did an amazing deed no matter where she went. Questions about 'what the announcement was about' were asked by everyone.

"Well..." the brunette started, "I am pregnant...." she acted scared and sad which somehow works as usual. (Bet you didn't expect that)

Anger filled the room, with a pinch of confusion

"Wha- when- Lila, who is the father?" Alya asked the girl, oh boy does she want to beat out of the boy?

Yes, she does

The brunette didn't answer which everyone thought she was forced not to tell who the father was, but then she opened her mouth, "Adrien's the father..."

"WHA- COUGH nInO hElP!" The boy in question choked on his water, his face screaming 'IM GONNA DIE' as Neene- i mean Nino tried to help his friend

When the words came out of her mouth, slowly one by one everyone went silent. Their expressions turned into anger and disgust. Lila thought it was towards Adrien but when the yelling started, she knew something went wrong in her plan. They were supposed to yell at him! Not her! (S u f f e r)

"Marinette, i want to apologize but someone needed to get their present first"

Alya walked closer towards the said 'pregnant' girl, "congrats Lila, here is a present from me!"

A loud slap echoed the classroom as everyone gasp in shock, Lila felt pain on her right cheek. Thats when she realized Alya slapped her, hard (and she can hear Alix and Kim in the background screaming 'ohhs')

'how dare she!? Who does she think she is!?'

"Uhm excuse me!?", oh god here comes daddy's girl "why would someone who is cute and smart like Adrikins! would want to be with a filthy liar like you!" Another loud slap echoed the classroom (y e s)

"WHY YOU!' Lila exclaimed in anger (makes her looks like a witch)

Soon, everyone started shouting and the teachers had to come in to hold back some of the students so they won't hurt the brunette. The principal heard about Lila's claim from Alya and decided to contact Lila's mom and Gabriel, they need to figure out what exactly was going on (first time taking action? I thought they'll just expell mote students- )

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Class was dismissed that day so the teachers were able to talk with the parents about what happened earlier, Adrien was told to stay at school by his father considering Gabriel's social issues with the others, he needed his son (pfft- says the guy who can't even eat dinner with his son)

Principal Damocles explained everything to both of the parents, including Adrien, Gabriel threatened to make a restraining order against Lila because the she's using the Agreste's reputation and name for her own need. Lila's mom on the other hand, was trying her best not to scream then and there

Benigna Rossi thought she raised Lila into a good kid, her daughter was always kind, forgiving and honest. If you told Benigna that her daughter was manipulative, evil and a liar, well she won't ever believe you

But just imagine this! You just finished your work and was ready for some good nap HOWEVER your phone rang and the principal was there to tell you 'go to school now, i don't care if you're busy'. Then after you arrived, Gabriel freaking Agreste was ready to make a restraining order against your child, how terrific!

And oh it's not just that, you also received the news that the child you raised for years was lying to you and everyone the whole time. Wasn't it amazing? Yep it was. Then to receive another news that your daughter was pregnant and the father of the baby was innocent and didn't even knew stuff about the bird and the bees

F L I P P I N A M A Z I N G

Well her day was awesome, just earlier in the morning she said 'this is a beautiful day! Nothing can go wrong' well she jinx herself. Mentally smacking herself for letting this happen and also not raising her daughter better. But the woman knew better, she knew it's not her fault, she knew what to do, but will she be brave enough to do it?

And not even a month later, everyone in Paris discovered the pregnancy of Lila Rossi. Celebrities were interviewed and most of the topic was about Lila Rossi, about her lies and how some of might had an affect on their carreer. Most of them claim to not know her, but other celebrities who was familiar with Marinette exposed the liar, LIVE ON TV IN FRONT OF HUNDREDS AND HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE

Yeah her reputation was gone, poof away into the wind in less than a month. All thanks to Lila Rossi herself for putting herself into this mess and didn't even think about other possibilities that could happen

Should i mention about the Ladyblog and how Alya managed to improve her blog? Yeah i probably should. Anyway, the ladyblogger herself took down every interview she had done with Lila. She also uploaded a video to explain why she took it down and to apologize for not fact-checking

From there, her blog had other contents other than a video of an akuma fight scene, Alya also uploaded a bunch of meditating techniques that will help anyone calm down. Not only that, she searched more about the miraculouses, her sources were from Ladybug herself so she didn't have to worry. More and more citizens knew how to stay calm and what to do when they got caught in an akuma attack (instead of recording everything when a freaking giant akuma was next to you)

All thanks to Lila Rossi, the Ladyblog had improve a lot. And the ladyblogger herself was invited to almost every news station, because she had proven herself to be a trusted reporter

And Marinette? She was happy, back to her usual cheerful self. Her teachers and friends apologized to her, she forgive them and yeah everything was back to the days where Lila wasn't in Dupont. Well, theres some good changes too, they now respect her feelings and was more understanding

All thanks to Lila Rossi, Marinette can now express her emotions and people around her didn't pressure her into doing stuff she didn't like

Well, you might be wondering, what happened to Lila Rossi herself? Principal Damocles expelled her from Dupont after hearing the claims from Marinette that Lila had threatened her twice. Both Lila and her mother flew back to Italy, Benigna Rossi decided to let Lila live with her strict grandparents

It was also discovered who the father of the baby was, turns out it was actually the Agreste's baby. Just not the younger one, the older one, Gabriel himself checked the cameras around the mansion and yep it was true! Lila was pregnant with Gabriel's kid

Her reputation was ruined as it was her who did it on purpose. The information was published by Alya, permission granted by Gabriel of course. The news were shared around the world, every news station was talking about Lila Rossi as the girl herself was suffering from being humiliated

What about the baby? Hmm who knows what will happen to it, at least we knew that Lila was not allowed to abort it because she cause the pregnancy to happen, and because she was a minor (i ain't letting the baby suffer- )

And there you have it people! Everyone had their happy ending, Lila Rossi? Not so much! But at least she wasn't in jail because working with a villain was a serious crime! Trust me, jail food ain't good (also no i haven't been to jail.....yet)

Hold up! Was that.....laughter? In the distance? Oh well why not show you guys who was behind all of this. Turns out, Tikki, Plagg and the other kwamis had planned this. Yeah thats right they were behind all of this! (P l o t t w i s t)

.....what? You think the tiny god of creation won't be upset if her chosen was being treated horribly? Well you're wrong terribly sweetheart. The kwami had planned this the whole time, after all she's the goddess of creation and literally anything that was created came from her. For example, the big bang! But we're not gonna talk about that-

Oh, so Adrien had accidentally left Plagg in his room the same day Lila barged into his room, what a coincidence! The tiny black cat of course had to tell his other half about Lila's plan, and so from there the Ladybug kwami gave tons of her luck to Marinette

Lila's plan might succeed if Adrien was a pervert or a player, it's a good thing he was a good sunshine kid! Who might lost his innocence after Lila's claim of being pregnant with his kid. Poor boy had been dying to know 'where babies came from' but lets not jump to another topic!

And thats all peeps! Everyone had their happy ending except for Lila Rossi. But she deserved it and every pinch of salt the kwamis threw at her (any Lila Rossi fan out there i am soo sorry)

All thanks to Lila Rossi! and the kwamis of course

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[Welp i don't know if this is a crack fic or if this fic even makes sense but i write whatever pops in my head, and don't mind me writing stuff about my own story lmao,oh and look at the time! It's hidey time- ]

[Also terribly sorry if i wasted your time hehe..]

[ivarinleatherpants]

ok, OTP questions all of them. Or one through ten. Or one through five. You know what, I don't care. Gimme, I'm desperate.

Whelp, we’ll see how many of these I can get through! XD

1: Who spends almost all their money on the other?

-Ivar. Totally Ivar. He’s the one who has never needed to stick to a budget, and he loves spoiling Gwen with all the nice things she could never afford growing up.

2: Who sleeps in the other’s lap?

-Ivar wants Gwen to sit in his lap more, but she gets worried about hurting his legs. More often, it’s Ivar who ends up falling asleep with his head in her lap while she runs her hand through his hair.

3: Who walks around the house half-naked and who yells at them to put on some clothes?

-Pfft. Ivar, obviously. The second he comes home the shirt comes off. Gwen doesn’t mind so much, but she needs to get stuff done, dammit! She can’t keep getting distracted by the... arms... and... the other muscles... and...

4: Which one tells the other not to stay up all night and which one stays up all night anyway?

-It’s pretty equal. Though Ivar’s the one who’s more likely to actually be out all night. He loves to go to punk concerts or to play with his band, but Gwen doesn’t like the noise and crowds. Sometimes she’ll come pick him up, but a lot of times she just waits for him to come home.

It probably doesn’t help that he always gets very... erm... energetic... after all the adrenaline. Then he comes home with his full punk-regalia on, his makeup all smudged and his hair messy and... yeah...

5: Which one tries to make food for the other but burns it all by accident and which one tells them that it’s okay and makes them both cookies?

-Gwen. She’s a competent cook, and can make a decent meal, but she has to have a recipe she can follow or else things can get out of hand. Ivar is just proud of her for trying to go out of her comfort zone, even though she can’t cook a steak to save her life.

6: Which one reads OTP prompts and says “Oh that’s us!” and which one goes “Eh, not really”?

-Ivar doesn’t know what an OTP prompt even is, and teases Gwen horribly for reading fanfiction.

Ivar: *Gleefully* This is straight-up porn, Ging!

Gwen: GIVE THAT BACK THIS MINUTE!

Ivar: Metal arms? Really? Is that your thing, babe? Blue eyes and a bit broken?

Gwen: I’M NEVER SPEAKING TO YOU AGAIN!

7: Which one constantly wears the other’s clothes?

-Gwen totally wears Ivar’s shirts.

It’s unlikely anything but Gwen’s most over-sized ugly sweaters would fit Ivar.

Not that he’s ever tried or anything... but there was that one pair of pants that would have gone SO well with his jacket...

8: Which one spends all day running errands and which one says “You remembered [thing], right?”

-Again, probably equal. Gwen does a lot of the shopping early on, just because-again-Ivar had no clue how to shop frugally. But later on she ends up working at Kattegat U as a research scientist/teacher, and he has Heathen Hotrods so he can stay home with the kids, he ends up running a lot of the errands.

9: Which one drives the car and which one gives them directions?

-Depends. They both like to drive. There are some cars Ivar prefers to drive, but he categorically refuses to drive Gwen’s Subaru Mom-mobile, so it’s a toss-up. It also depends of in one is more tired, or if Ivar’s legs are hurting more than usual.

10: Which one does the posing while the other one draws?

-Gwen is the only one who draws, but she doesn’t do people. Ivar does like to take pictures, though, and has quite the collection *wink wink nudge nudge*.

11: If they were about to rob a museum, which one does backflips through lasers and which one is strolling behind with a bag of chips?

-Ivar is the backflipper, while Gwen would be following behind, shouting at him to be more careful and STOP doing that he’s going to hurt himself!

12: Which one of your OTP overdoes it on the alcohol and which one makes the other stop drinking?

-Oddly enough, Gwen is probably more likely to overdo it. She doesn’t know her own limits the way Ivar does. He’s good at keeping an eye on her and letting her have fun, but making sure she drinks water and stops before she makes herself really sick.

13: Which one likes to surprise the other with a lot of small random gifts?

-They’re both the sort to get little things just because it makes them think of the other. Ivar probably a little bit more, just because he’s more financially spontaneous. 

14: Which one keeps accidentally using the other’s last name instead of their own?

-Gwen hyphenates when they get married. Ivar proudly introduces them as Dr. and Mr. Wessex-Lothbrok. It gets to the point where he sometimes forgets he didn’t actually change his name. XD

15: Which one screams about the spider and which one brings the spider outside?

-Neither of them are super bothered by spiders. Unless it’s a really big one and it shows up in the shower, then both of them are likely to shriek and cry for help.

16: Which one gives the other their jacket?

-Gwen probably spends more time wearing Ivar’s jackets than he does. She doesn’t even have to indicate that she’s cold, he just has this sort of sixth sense and immediately swoops in like some leather-clad savior.

17: Who keeps getting threatened by the other’s overprotective older sibling?

-I think this is pretty obvious, considering it’s already happened. lol. It’s a long time before Ivar and Aethelred actually start to get along, and even longer before they can really be considered ‘friends’. 

18: Who’s the first one to admit they have feelings for the other?

-Let’s see. Ivar pretty much jumped in head first, but Gwen was the first to say “I love you”. It’s easy for him to be affectionate, but hard for him to talk seriously about his feelings. Whereas Gwen grew up in a family that was much more open about that sort of thing.

19: How good would your OTP be at parenting?

-They both have their strengths and weaknesses. Gwen has less experience with kids, and is pretty uncomfortable with them when she first meets Ivar’s huge family. He’s the one who is the most gung-ho about having kids, but isn’t actually all that into kids that aren’t his own.

With their kids, Ivar is really good at handling the not-so-serious stuff, the tantrums over silly things that Gwen has a hard time being patient with. But it’s really hard for him if one of his kids is really hurt, whereas Gwen is very good at remaining calm during crises. 

20: Which one types with perfect grammar and which one types using numbers as letters?

-They’re both grammar Nazis, and mock Alfred for using numbers and other text shorthand.

21: Who gets attacked by a bully and who protects them?

-They will both come in, guns blazing, if someone tries to hurt the other. They even aggressively defend each other against themselves. Self-deprecation is met with physical assaults with deadly plushies.

22: Who makes the bad puns and who makes a pained smile every time the other makes a pun?

-Ivar makes ALL the bad puns, and is SO happy when he’s finally able to legitimately use dad humor. Gwen pretends to cringe, but she actually thinks he’s really funny.

23: Who comes home from work to see that the other one bought a puppy?

-Gwen has come home to find a new animal many times. Many, many times. Once it was a daschaund puppy that had lost all it’s fur (Napoleon), another time it was a mini horse in their shed. Ivar argues that he tried to say ‘no’, but the kids insisted.

Ivar: No guys, we aren’t adopting the horse.

Judah (a.k.a Ivar Jr.): *Slapping his little four-year-old hand down emphatically* Daddy! He needs a famiwy!

Alyssa (a.k.a Gwen Jr): *Two and already running the world with an iron pout* Pony! Pony!

24: Which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’re tired?

-Ivar: Are you tired? Wanna ride on my back?

Gwen: No.

Ivar: Giiing! C’moooon!

Gwen: No! Your legs are already going to be hurting from all this walking!

Ivar: Ging, get over her and let me carry you!

Gwen: No, you can’t make me!

*Continues, ad infinitum.*

25: Which one competes in some sort of activity and which one does the overzealous cheering?

-Ivar is more likely to play a sport, but really, he’s the shameless fanboy. Gwen’s maybe tried to leave him at home once or twice when she’s getting an award of some kind, because he makes that bad of a ruckus.

26: Who takes a selfie when the other one falls asleep on their shoulder?

-Ivar. He just can’t get enough of his cutie-patootie. Gwen protests that her drooling isn’t cute, and if he doesn’t delete that right now, so help her...

27: Which one would give the other a makeover if they asked?

-Also Ivar. The few times Gwen’s gone with him to a show, she lets him give her a full punk makeover. Just in general he likes to pick out her clothes. He may know the contents of her closet slightly better than she does.

28: Which one owns a pet that the other is absolutely terrified of?

-Neither of them is really afraid of the other’s pet, but Gwen is deeply suspicious of Napoleon on occasion. She’s sure he’s not as innocent as he looks, especially considering the number of times he’s conned Ivar into letting him sleep in their bed.

29: Which one holds the umbrella over both of them when it rains?

-Ivar has a strong streak of chivalry, hammered into him since birth by Aslaug. She taught him how to behave in high society, and there’s certain things that he still does on instinct.

30: If your OTP went on vacation, where would they go and what would they do? Who would take the pictures?

-They’re both homebodies to a certain extent, so they wouldn’t be constantly travelling, but they’d still like to visit other countries. Especially Ivar, who loves history. They probably take a couple trips every year. Gwen plans out the itinerary and makes Ivar stick to it despite his tendency to wander off. They like to see historical sites and go to museums. Probably a good mix of exciting stuff like amusement parks, and just chilling in a nice hotel somewhere scenic.

Ivar, of course, brings two or three cameras along and uses all of them.

[bnhaquirkzine]

Hello

Hi Anon!

1. In the form, there are two questions where we require you to mention your most and least preferable characters! This is just to make note of which characters are going to be chosen more and less.

This WILL NOT determine whether you are accepted or not, only your SKILL will be judged.

Once the participants have been selected and we have a confirmation from them (regarding their participation), we will discuss which character(s) they’d like to illustrate or write. BUT, if it ends up being only 5-6 characters being picked, we will have to change tactics and either request they pick others or we will have to assign the characters. (We will try our 100% to not end up assigning characters!)

2. Your gallery doesn’t have to include many or any BNHA drawings (pfft…I don’t have any new BNHA art myself!) It is required you link to us your three best pieces (according to you, any fandom, character, content) for us to get an idea of your style, content, colors, composition, etc. Doesn’t have to be fully-illustrated pieces, but we’d prefer those.

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Applicants will be selected on their SKILL LEVEL ONLY. And of course, they must love BNHA and its world.

Thank you!~

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[thewinsisterchronicles]

could you pls write a Sam x Sister/daughter!reader where she's been refusing to sleep due to her having nightmares about him dying?? I'm in need of Sammy fluff

Word Count: 1135

Warnings: mild swearing

A/N: so I haven’t written a lot of daughter!fics but I love it anyways:)) thanks for sending @straightasdeanwinchester so I can get off my ass and write lol           & sorry if this is up later than you wanted but here! it! is!

ALSO credit to Wikipedia for giving me info on vampires and no dad I am not going through “that phase”

Apotropaic’s, items able to ward off revenants, are common in vampire folklore. Garlic is a common example, a branch of wild rose and hawthorn plant are said to harm vampires, and in Europe, sprinkling mustard seeds on the roof of a house was said to keep them away. Other apotropaic’s include sacred items, for example a crucifix, rosary, or holy water. Vampires are said to be unable to walk on consecrated ground, such as that of churches or temples, or cross running water.

Y/N sighed as she flipped the page, eyes drooping. She clenched and unclenched her fist, trying to fight off the sleep that was overtaking her. No, she thought sternly to herself. You gotta stay awake. No more sleeping.

Of course, that was ridiculous. Y/N knew she couldn’t go on forever without sleeping, but she’d be damned if she wouldn’t at least try first.

Every night she slumbered was a night waking up in hot sweats with shaking hands and a name on her lips she didn’t dare speak for fear of being heard- or even worse, of not. It was never the exact same dream, but it all played out the same: she was hunting with her family, and she never got there in time. She was always too slow, too unprepared, too much worry and not enough action. It was always too much, yet not enough.

Unfortunately, this also kept her from staying on her toes. Y/N was so zoned out on her text that when her father walked in on her- at 3am, wrapped in a light blanket while curled up in her chair in the library- she jumped when he placed a hand on her shoulder. He jumped back, raising his hands in mock surrender, smile fading when he saw the bags under your eyes.

“Y/N?” he asked softly. “You okay?” She blinked slowly before answering.

“Yeah,” she sighed. “Jus’ a bit tired, ‘s all. I’ll be fine.” Her dad’s frown deepened. He crouched, coming to her level. Damn his moosey figure, she cursed in her head.

“If you’re tired, Y/N, you should go to bed,” he placed a hand on her knee, stroking it with his thumb. He moved to take the book from her, but she clung to it tightly.  He frowned at her, but she just looked away.

“No.” She said quickly, shuffling in her seat. “Thanks, but no. I want to… finish this. It’s riveting stuff, you know.” She attempted eye contact, but his eyes were disbelieving. “What?”

“Riveting?” he asked, incredulous. “Really? Y/N, I don’t remember the last time you read a lore book for fun.”

“Maybe you just haven’t caught me,” she challenged. She tried to make the words clear, but they came out slightly jumbled.

“Oh really,” he arched an eyebrow challengingly. “Y/N, what’s the last thing you’ve read?”

“Pfft,” she rolled her eyes. “Easy. It was… er, I know it was vampires- or, werewolves? No, vamps. Right, right, because… well… um, it was something about… water? Yeah, water.”

Sam looked at her, disbelief etched into his features. Y/N looked away.

“Y/N,” he started softly. “Y/N.” He said more sternly when she didn’t respond. Y/N looked up, concern in his eyes. “When was the last time you slept?”

“What day is it?” she asked. He looked at her suspiciously.

“Wednesday,” he said slowly. His eyes squinted. He had a feeling he wasn’t going to like the answer.

“Well, it’s been…” she counted her fingers. His eyebrows rocketed when she moved to count on the other hand as well. “Only six days. It’s really not that bad!”

“Not that bad.” He repeated, standing up. “Not that bad? Y/N, six days is a long time. Why the hell would you-” he stopped in front of her. “Y/N…” he said softly, kneeling down again.

“I don’t wanna talk about it,” she muttered.

“We have to-”

“No. We don’t.” He sighed, hanging his head down. A second later, he looked up at her, a mischevious grin plastered on his face. She frowned.

“You’re still going to bed, though.”

Before Y/N could protest, Sam had scooped her up into his arms and was carrying her off to her room. She squeaked in protest, but it was faint. Sam gently rocked her, quickly lulling her into slumber.

“I don’t like it up here,” she grumbled, causing him to laugh.

Nudging the door open to her room, he gently placed her in her bed. He pulled the covers over her head, and leaned down to press a kiss to it.

“I love you, Y/N,” he sighed. She hummed a response, which sounded like a

“Love you too,” but he couldn’t quite make it out. He turned to leave, but Y/N’s hand shot out from under her pillow to tug on his shirt hem.

“Stay?” she whispered. He looked softly at her before drawing back the covers. He settled in beside her as her fingers held fast to his flannel.

After a while, he felt her stir. She hadn’t fallen asleep, but he could tell she was fighting it. She was trembling slightly.

“It’s okay,” he murmured, rubbing soothing circles into her back. “I’m here, it’s okay.” Her trembling stopped, and she let out a shaky breath. After a long minute, she spoke.

“You were gone,” she whispered, her voice cracking. Sam’s heart broke, but continued to rub her back. “We’re always hunting, and I’m always too late, too slow… I can’t do anything. And the blood…” she sobbed silently, a few tears leaking out and onto his shirt. “There’s so much. It was everywhere, all over my hands and I turned to Uncle De but-”

“Hey, hey,” he shushed her. She was quivering in his arms. “I’m right here. I’m still in one piece. Dean’s here, too. We’re all alive and well. It’s okay.”

“It’s not all okay,” she mumbled. “It’s not okay I see that every time I close my eyes, that I have to check in on you every night to see that you’re alive. It’s not okay. It’s not fair.” She let out another sob. He kissed the top of her head.

“I know it’s not fair,” he whispered comfortingly, stroking her hair now. “It’s not fair, it’s not okay, and I hate that you’re feeling this. But you know what? I’m right here. We’re together. We’re real. Those nightmares are not. Your uncle is too damn stubborn to let me die, and he’d never let you go, either.” Y/N let out a wet laugh.

“True,” she chuckled shakily. After a moment, she spoke again. “I love you, dad.”

“I love you, too,” he responded. “More than you could imagine.”

He felt her nestle closer, sighing contently. Moments later, her breathing became regular and small. He smiled contentedly at his daughter before dozing off beside her.