#H E L P P P

[kindahoping4forever]

AshtonIrwin: ♥️

[heyitsphoenixx]

no one talk to me ever again I have died one hundred times over

[sweetm0uringlamb]

did jensen’s NDA expire or what

[ryllen]

d a m n , i t ' s ' i ' ... not 'we' i guess everybody can perish now

[teaboot]

IM LOSING MY FICKING MINDDD

[emotionaldisaster909]

Hey!

HEY!

Have you seen this?????

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS????

THESE ARE

SCREENSHOTS

FROM AN ADVERTISEMENT VIDEO

FOR NOODLES

The noodle brand is “Man Xiao Bao” by the way

WITH OFFICIAL DONGHUA DUB

HELLO??????????

SOURCE: WEIBO, TWITTER

[revasserium]

soooo thinking about pro!hero shouto being waylaid in the street by a tiny cute girl scrabbling for his autograph, and he's still a bit bewildered by this whole fame thing but he tries his best -- so he bends down to ask her what he'd like signed, only to hear your voice, to look up and see you, just about the prettiest creature he'd ever laid eyes on, running up to the little girl and scooping her up into your arms before bowing and saying --

"i'm so sorry! she just ran off -- you can't do that, mia-chan! your mama will kill me of something happens to you!" before turning back to him with a pleading sort of smile and just, "sorry again -- she's my cousin's daughter -- i promise she doesn't mean to bother -- she's just such a huge fan --"

but he can't help noticing the glow in your cheeks and can't stop himself from wondering if you're a fan too. and what he'd do if you said yes.

"not a bother," he smiles, "it's just part of the job." he looks at the girl now, extending a hand, "thanks for being my fan -- what would you like signed?"

"no really -- you don't have to --" you say, but shouto reaches for a pen all the same.

"no, it's okay. i want to."

so he signs the little girl's handkerchief, and feels his chest go warm at the way she presses it to her chest, grinning wide enough to split the sky. it's only then that she looks back at him with curious, wide eyes and asks --

"aren't you going to sign anything for big sister? she's your big fan too!"

"mia!" you go just about the most darling shade of red, looking anywhere but at shouto; he clears his throat, licking his lips.

"i... i don't mind... if you'd like something --"

"no, please -- we've bothered you enough."

"can she have your number?" mia asks, now positively devious as she looks between him and you, "it was her new years wish when we did our first temple visit --"

"mia! that's enough -- i'm sorry, we'll just go --"

"here." he scribbles down his number and presses it into your hand with a bright blush of his own. and now he's the one who can't look at you, "you don't have to do anything with it -- if you don't want to. but if you do..."

"i -- i do! i just --" you glance back down at mia, grinning smugly in your arms.

"then... you can call me later. or text. whichever." he takes a few steps back, swallowing passed the heartbeat now thundering in the back of his throat.

"yeah. sure -- i will! i mean -- only if you don't mind."

"i don't. really."

"okay."

"okay then. see you."

"yeah... see you... soon."

"yeah. soon."

[golswia]

Serpent’s Love

[bleed-more]

... My taste in men is deteriorating

[clownsuu]

Don’t mind me just have some doodles-

Cw the spooky (?)

[jupitisms]

WHY HE HAS BGUGS IN RHERE?!?

[laurenkmyers]

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[fanaticsnail]

I made the mistake of starting to watch Yellowstone in a bid to rid myself of the blues, yet here I sit: transfixed and envisioning modern Cowboy Rosinante with amnesia working as a horse trainer on your family's ranch.

He doesn't know who he is, but he is exceptional with animals. He has a way with the creatures your land inhabited that no one else ever did. Not your Dad, not your brothers, and certainly not you.

The newest stallion your father purchased from auction was said to be unbreakable, but there he sat: shirtless with his leather hat curled atop his golden locks, back scarred and marred from a past long since hidden from him, whispering praises in Spanish into the beast's ear as he sat atop his saddle.

Birthing a breach calve with ease, fishing with your nephews in the ravine, giving you that soft smile in the silvery reflection while he shaved his cheeks with a straight razor: Rosinante was all softness and sweetness. He never knew what to say, so he said nothing at all. His expressions spoke a thousand whispers that his tongue could ever say. His eyes spoke volumes, and you were a keen listener.

The melodies in his hazel gaze from across the barn sung to your soul. You wanted him, he wanted you: but his respect for your family and the ranch stopped him from his pursuit. If only he'd ask for your father's permission to court you properly instead of ogling you from across the way...

...and if he only stopped taking you aside and romancing you with those soft caresses in the dark...

[ryllen]

as much as ridiculous he is, I appreciate Pen who found me passed out after 3 AM in the middle of desert & brought me home

a l s o, smart kid fhsdhdhsh

[amayradraws]

Scary woman and her big ass key husband