#hard rubix cube

[tosahobi-if]

THE GASP I LET OUT WHEN I SAW THAT GIF OF IM SIWAN.... tbh he does switch seamlessly between sweet first lead in a romance and unhinged serial killer, feels yul-adjacent to me

some days you’re pushed to your limit mentally and totally snap while others you feel like being the sweet, kind-hearted lead in a romance drama. the duality of man!

[impossible-rat-babies]

idk character talking into the void

I’m like. puzzling eshka and romance in my head. what does that look like for her. how does this all fit in her head

[kirkwallguy]

going to be real im dreading doing veilguard puzzles without a guide. it's like they design ones that ill specifically be bad at

[minswriting]

I need s1 spencer to ramble to me about rubiks cubes or something like that while I dry hump him

please i love this lol.

nsfw | mdni | spencer reid x reader | dry humping

the night had started off as normal. spencer had invited you over to his place for a small movie date where the two of you were watching some french film based in world war two. spencer had been whispering in your ear all night with translations and truth be told, it was making you hot and bothered.

it was no surprise when you suddenly kissed spencer, forgetting about the movie when you crawled into his lap to kiss him deeply. he had been shocked at first but then just allowed it to happen once his hands met your hips as he kissed you back.

you could feel his hard-on through your leggings and his trousers as you kissed him, causing you to grind your hips slowly against his bulge. spencer pulled away from the kiss to look at you as he let out a small whine from the friction.

“talk to me,” you breathed out, still moving your hips slowly against spencer’s.

“a-about what?” he asked hoarsely, staring up at you.

“anything. just-i want to hear you talk,” you licked your lips.

spencer took a deep but shaky breath, trying to think of something. but it was hard, in more ways than one, when a pretty girl was on his lap grinding against his clothed cock. he glanced around the living room, seeing a rubix cube displayed on the mantle. and so, he began to speak. “d-did you know that the rubix cube was invented in 1974 by a hungarian teacher who originally called it the magic cube?”

you paused for a moment due to the weird topic but didn’t say anything about it as you continued your movements. you leaned down to kiss spencer’s jawline as you ground your hips a bit faster, causing your breath to hitch due to the friction against your clit. “keep going,” you murmured against his skin.

the change in pace also caused spencer to moan as he held onto your hips and bucked his hips against yours. i-it was originally made for educational purposes,” he swallowed and stopped to whine when you kissed the sweet spot on his neck, still moving your hips against his clothed cock. “t-to improve problem-solving, spatial awareness, a-and-“ his voice cracked when you moved your hips harder against his. “memory.”

the whole situation was sexy. the way you moved your hips against spencer’s and the way his voice hitched every time you moved particularly hard. it hadn’t taken long until spencer completely forgot what he was saying when he began meeting your movements with his own, chasing his own release. “oh fuck,” he whined, holding your hips tightly. “i-i’m gonna cum,” he whimpered out as he tensed, holding you firmly against his cock.

you continued to move your hips, feeling your own orgasm nearing. “me too,” you whispered-moan. the pressure against your clit was so good. and with a few more movements of your hips, the two of you came with moans of one another’s names.

when you both were finished, the living room was filled with heavy breathing and the sounds of the long forgotten french film that played on the television. spencer was looking at you while you looked at him. and neither of you could contain the small giggles that escaped your lips.

“should we go to the bedroom?” spencer breathed out, smiling at you.

you smiled back, nodding your head. “yes, please.”

and it was safe to say that your date night with spencer was quite successful.

[xprloki]

Some random headcanon’s for Bob that I think about quite often

Reader’s (you) gender isn’t specified, can be read as romantic or platonic! This is my first time writing and using tumblr so please don’t be a ghost reader.. if there’s anything you’d like me to write please lmk - i apologise for any spelling errors!

When Bob got anxious in the vault waiting for Ava to open the door, he stood next to you and played with the sleeves of your outfit.. which eventually led him to start fiddleingwith the bracelets on your wrist, someone important gave them to you and you almost never take them off, they are often something you fiddle with when you’re anxious too so you didn’t mind him doing that…

Now that you both are living in the watch tower together, he would often hang around you and continued to fiddle with them, especially when Walker or Alexei would start talking to him about trying to access his powers or become Sentry or Void.. Yelena would try and get them to stop, and they would after a while but he prefers fiddling with something (like he was with the Rubix cube in the attic when void took over)… and he grew attached to you. You became his comfort person, Yelena is good with her words and is always so understanding but your presence is a simple comfort for him. You don’t need to do anything, just being around you is comforting for him.

One day he after Valentina tried to get him to tap into his powers, which caused A LOT of distress for Bob, you gave him one of your bracelets and told him that if you can’t be there for whatever reason, to comfort him, he now has a part of you on his wrist, that he can fiddle with. He doesn’t tell anyone as he’s embarrassed about it, but he would like to get you a bracelet as a gift since you’re sentimental about them, and he would like you to contribute to them. You once described wearing this as “wearing your heart on your sleeve” but the people your bracelets represent are your heart.

I know what it’s like to be in a depressive state of mind, for however long. When Bob said he did the dishes, it something that he hadn’t done in a while and was very out of his comfort zone and took a lot of mental energy to complete, especially when most of it is used for battling your darkest thoughts.

So when the team was discussing the “Avengerz” name and he mentioned he did the dishes, he felt a little nervous when he didn’t get a reaction out of the team. But then there was you! You walked over to his reading corner and sat by him, telling him that you’re really proud of him and hope that he’s proud of himself. You also gave him a little shoulder nudge and told him that once there’s a quiet moment, and Alexei has stopped talking about the baby seal butts, he should tell Alexei because he’d appreciate it since Alexei doesn’t clean his dishes (Yelena told you about her visit to Alexei’s house before the vault and how there were so many dirty dishes)

Bob sometimes chews on the strings of his hoodie and you often replace the strings because they become gross and hard… he hasn’t noticed yet because it’s something he just mindlessly does

When you’re having a sleepover with him (which always involves you sleeping in the same bed because he likes the feeling of someone being next to him when he feels mentally vulnerable (he gets night terrors) - you always make sure to put the aircon on so that you two don’t overheat in bed under the covers

When you’re in bed with Bob, he likes to be the little spoon and loves feeling your breath lightly on his back or on the back of his neck. It reminds him that you’re there (sometimes for no reason, you may also give him a small kiss on his shoulder blade)

Bob also loves when he lays his head on your chest and you play with his hair… there’s just something about it that quiets his mind and gives him a sense of peace, especially with the knowledge that you don’t judge him for loving any form of physical contact.

It took Bob a while to get used to you (or anyone) touching him with kindness. A gentle shove when making a joke? He thought he did something wrong and apologised.. he eventually learnt that it was a kind gesture and he could let his guard down and appreciate the joke. When someone would approach him to put a hand on his shoulder or something like that, he’d sweat a little bit and wonder what would come after.. if it was a kind gesture and then something harsh after… something his father would do quite a lot.

The day that Bob realised he especially loved physical contact with you, was one day when you taught him a simple hand gesture.

You told him to hold your hand, and you squeezed his hand 3 times, then told him to squeeze back twice, and then you squeezed his hand for longer.

He asked what it meant and you said it meant “I love you” - “how much” - “this much”

He started initiating it with you all the time and it makes you smile every time

(That’s something someone special to me taught me and as soon as I saw thunderbolts, it made me think that if I was close to Bob, I’d teach him the hand gesture and frequently do it to reassure him I’m always there)

[syntheticsymp]

is Nikto's pet allowed to have hobbies? Pets need enrichment too

Nikto didn't think this through when he first stole you away. When he's home, he doesn't do much of anything other than stare at the wall and wait for the next mission. So, the hours you spent alone don't even cross his mind, until he starts noticing the little ways you start to unravel.

It quickly becomes clear that you need something to do, other than him. There are certain hobbies you picked up during your solitude. Particularly, birdwatching. Being out in the woods, you like to take note of the animals that pass by. You even start drawing, since you don't know the actual names of the birds. Once Nikto sees the small, labeled sketches lying about the house, he starts to ask about them. He loves listening to you talk, and it definitely beats starting conversation himself. Hearing your voice blocks out his own rambling alters, replacing their toxin with something sweeter.

"I call this bird the 'yellow-guy,'" you explain, holding the thin papers in your hands as you sat in Nikto's lap. "I call her that because she's yellow, obviously. I didn't have any colored pencils, though, so it's hard to capture--"

"We will find you colored pencils by tomorrow."

You looked up from your little notebook. "What?"

"We will find you colored pencils," he repeated, leaving no room for you to object. Then, pointed to the next page. "What is this one?"

Your smile was just as brilliant as the first time he had seen it. "I call this one the 'annoying-loud-bird.' Because he has an annoying chirp has woken me up on multiple occasions."

He continues listening to you for hours, his attention never wavering, his terrifying blue eyes never leaving you. He's making a mental note of all the birds you dislike; he'll make sure they will never ruin your view of your pretty favorites ever again.

It hurts a little, knowing you need more than him, but he wants to keep you alive physically and mentally. The amount of time you spend asleep, just waiting for him to come back, is concerning. So, he encourages anyway you find to entertain yourself.

He starts giving you small things he finds on the way home. Little toys for you to play with while he's gone, items to show his affection because he cannot express it. Knick-knacks, rubix cubes, even a little plush bear. The plushie quickly got booted after you started snuggling with it more than him, but other than that, he didn't mind the games.

A classic chessboard sits on the coffee table at all times now, pieces ordered carefully for your next match. You are learning, brushing up on techniques whenever he is away. Nikto has to admit, your tricks on the checkerboard are pretty impressive. He doesn't mind you beating him, because you're playing with him. It's like taking you on a walk, letting you stretch your legs to get your energy back. It's like it was before you shut down, you interact with a smile and sometimes wager a kiss on the cheek that you know you will give him regardless of who wins the match.

Almost instantly, he sees the difference. You seem more awake, your soul coming back to you. Just alive enough to move again. Coming back to him, his perfect little pet defrosting.

So, he continues his gift-giving. You don't always understand what he gives you at first, but you make do. There isn't much else to do around here.

But your favorite thing he has given you is a sewing machine. He pretty much just typed 'hobbies' into google and did what he could with that. The sewing machine was his mother's, still perfectly in tact when he went to get it from his family's old lockbox. Nikto wasn't sentimental, but he remembered the fondness his mother had for the machine, and he figured it would give you something to do. And, like the smart little thing you are, you taught yourself to embroider for hours on end, stitching little flowers and unique patterns into the tears of his shirts. It definitely wouldn't be appreciated if he wore that button up to KorTac, but you are just so proud of it that he doesn't care what people think. He wears it regardless, and promptly has to beat up the recruit who attempted to make fun of the cute detailing. Nikto later that night asks you to hem the rip in the fabric he had gotten from the fight.

He also gives you a pair of knitting needles, once he trusts you enough not to stab his eyes out. You're halfway done making him a bright blue scarf, having chosen the color specifically to match his eyes. You want to get it done by the winter, so he won't get cold while hunting. The deadline is self-imposed, Nikto couldn't care less about how long it takes for you to finish your project, but you like to keep a schedule. It's the little things that keep you sane.

[inf3ct3dd]

ellie headcanons ..!

warnings : literally none, perfectly sfw 😍😍

content: loser!ellie x reader, more ellie-focused than relationship focused (sorryyyy 😞😞)

authors note: i’ve literally never done headcanons omg 😓 this is js my random ramblings 🔥🔥🔥

pt. 2 ! taglist!!!! masterlist!!

- send you an excessive amount of reels. every 5 seconds. cute cats, random facts about space, stuff she thinks is funny, it all goes to you.

- definitely had a “rock collection” when she was little, but she was so ???? excessive with it??? like every time she saw a rock she picked it up. she walked so weird bc her pockets were just FULL OF ROCKS.

- also, was literally the grimiest kid ever. playing in ROLLING IN the mud, going snail hunting when it rained!!! she was the kid that would go in the bushes and mess w rolly pollies all the time for NO REASON.

- is weirdly good at fishing?? joel took her all the time, and shes a self proclaimed “fishing master”

- WAYYY clumsy. always running into a wall, tripping on air, or missing steps on the stairs (smh its cuz of that damn phone 😒😒)

- im so into the whole “adam sandler” fits cuz its so true. esp during the summer, its some stupid t shirt that says “master baiter” and a pair of old basketball shorts.

- speaking of t shirts, she’s def the type to own an absurd amount of dumb t shirts.

- gets all her clothes from like, walmart and goodwill. she does not CARE!!!

- cuts her own hair too 🤞🏽🤞🏽 shes soooo self sufficient 😍😍😍

- bites. she is such a biter.

- speaking of, i feel like she js has to have something in her mouth constantly. gum, random pieces of plastic, bottle caps, pens, anything 😞

- speaking of mouths (wow sierra so many connections!!!) she def had braces , but she hates wearing her retainer so her teeth are like ever-so-slightly fucked up

- is AMAZING at committing to the bit. she will drag it for DAYSSS if you don’t tell her to stop. once did a (awful) british accent for 4 days until you threw something at her and told her to shut the fuck up

- definitely not shy, just kind of…odd. she’ll talk to anyone that talks to her, she just doesn’t really approach people.

- weird obsession with pickles. has a pickle stuffed animal with a mustache and glasses that she bought from goodwill

- hangs up so much stuff on her walls!!!! tickets, old notes, cards, pictures of people, drawings, old tickets, literally anything she thinks looks cool

- obsessed with rollercoasters!!! she took you to the fair for your first date

- also like- very good at fair games. she’s so cocky about it too, you’ll go home with like 20 stuffed animals she won for you and she’ll carry ALL OF THEM with the stupidest smile on her face

- wears all of joels old contractor-workwear clothes during the colder months

- trys so hard to be “mysterious” but she’s never actually doing anything so she just does stuff like not telling you what movie she’s watching or what she’s eating

- also just texts you 24-7!!! like every time she’s doing something she’s like “i made a quesadilla” “i went to the store” “i took a shower” she just looooves keeping you updated

- tries to raise one eyebrow but ends up just squinting one eye. so funny 😞😞

- really good at solving rubix cubes???

- definitely had a fuck ass bob at one point

- GLASSES. that is all. glasses.

- listens to so much dad rock, midwest emo, indie, she LOVES male manipulator music!! but like she isn’t like thatttt shes so niceeee 😞😞

- mostly calls you babe/baby, she’ll call you really dumb pet names as a joke like “pookie” 😭😭

[midnightanxietytm]

I have a silly idea :3

imagine Mabel recounting the “accident with the leaf blower” to the reader, who then proceeds to make sure Ford isn’t around and tells her about the “kissing practice robot” incident from high school (which they witnessed) if you don’t know what I mean watch the land before swine commentary video

meanwhile Ford is down in the basement and suddenly stops what he’s doing and is like “I feel a disturbance in the force.”

A/N: Oh my god the kissing bot is so iconic, Ford is such a dork for that one lol. Hope I met your expectations with this one , its been a while since I've written something more lighthearted. Thanks for the request!

Contents: Mabel and Reader spilling tea, talks about kissing and romance and other sappy things. Ford x Reader more implied than anything. Short and fun.

Word count: 500

You know something is wrong because Mabel isn't smiling, Mabel is always smiling. She walks through the gift shop door and goes straight to sit on the counter next to you with a big sigh.

“Alright, spill it, sunshine.” You say with a small smile, putting down the book you'd been reading in order to give her your full attention.

She looks up at you with big round eyes. “I dunno… The date went well, he even kissed me!” You gasp in pretend shock and that gets a small giggle out of her. “I know right?! But like… It felt weird! It wasn’t bad! Just weird… maybe I need more practice…”

That makes you laugh as you prop yourself near the checkout; “Mabel, darling, kissing isn't really some equation you can figure out, maybe he just wasn't the right person.”

She lets out another big sigh, but you can tell is more resigned and hopefull this time. “Yeah, I guess… Besides, I really don't want another leaf blower accident.”

You laugh again, Mabel has that charm. “The what accident now?”

“Oh my gosh, I never told you?! It's so embarrassing; I was obsessed with that boy, who turned out to be a bunch of gnomes by the way, and I wanted our first kiss to be perfect, so I stuck a photo of him on a leaf blower on suction made and used it to practice.” When she said that, both of you started to laugh so hard tears formed in your eyes. “I-t left like this huge bruise on my face!”

You lean your head on the table, trying to stop laughing, but the mental image of Mabel with a leaf blower stuck to her face is too much.

“Oh gosh you're just like your grunkle!” You say in-between wheezing.

“Wait which one?” Mabel asked, rubbing the tears off her eyes.

“Okay so…” You began, looking around just to check Ford wasn’t near. “Your Grunkle Ford, back in high school he built this robot…” You look around again, holding back laughter and bringing down your voice. “It was this mannequin head with a rubix cube for a mouth and it had an alarm that wouldn’t stop playing until he…” And you did quotation marks with your hands. “...kissed it right.”

And you both started laughing all over again. “That's so dorky oh my gosh!”.

“Right!? He's such a nerd.” You say, and there's a softness to it that eases Mabel's worries about romance all together. “It fell from his locker once and it started blasting the darn alarm! He couldn’t go anywhere for a week after that without people mimicking kissing noises. It was gross.” You chuckle and sigh, sitting back down on your stool. “Compared to that, a leaf blower is no big deal!”

“Compared to what?” Says a third voice.

You and Mabel snap your heads, seeing Ford standing on the doorway behind the vending machine.

Crap.

[inmyheaddd]

✦ nobody gets me, you do - averyjameson

a/n: wooo games untold release day!!! the first part of this is so silly help i love max summary: avery has the worst interview in the world, with constant interruptions and snide comments. jameson is watching it from home, (along with his brothers, max, and lyra) and finds himself going to see avery, despite her team telling him no. wc: 2.4k

max was watching her best friends interview live on her phone, sitting in her boyfriends bed.

she could read her like an open book, and could tell something was definitely wrong. 

“xander,” she called out the boy next to her who was solving a 9x9 rubix cube leisurely, laying on his back with his hands up in the air. “are you seeing this? look what they’re doing to my girl avery.”

xander sat up, and watched for a few seconds. to xander, she looked how she did the first time he ever saw her: scared, uncomfortable, but trying to put on a brave face.

after just two seconds, he called out at the top of his lungs: “jamesoooonnnn.”

no response. 

max pulled xander out of the room — much to his dismay, and finally spotted jameson in one of the libraries.

she barely got a word in before jamesons eyes flickered to her phone that was still playing the interview. his brows furrowed, “you’re watching the interview too?”

“…of course i am,” she deadpanned, “i’m literally avery’s girlfriend.

xander raised a brow from beside max, and jameson and him shared a confused look. “oh… right.” jameson said as he nodded slowly. 

“yeah…!” xander added. “how could i forget?...” he chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head as his eyes flickered between jameson and max.

“you guys are weird…” max trailed off, confused at their strange reactions, when she said something so completely normal in her opinion. 

 “but look!” she exclaimed, “she literally looks so… uncomfortable. in their right mind allowed this interviewer to have a job?” she said, as the two brothers looked at the tiny screen on her phone showing avery’s interview live. 

they quickly ditched watching it on the phone, because jameson suggested they watch it on the large tv in one of their living rooms.  

max rolled her eyes, muttering something under her breath that sounded like, “of course you’d suggest that.” but nodded anyway as the three made their way to the nearest living room. 

avery shifted in her seat slightly, her smile just a little off and strained as the interviewer asked another prying question.

“so, how does it feel to have your entire life handed to you on a silver platter- or shall i say, gold?” the audience laughed at the last line. his tone was light, but the implications were hard to miss.

avery smiled, like landon had rehearsed with her, trying to maintain her composure. 

“who the hell is this guy?” jameson scoffed, “seriously?” he stood up from the couch they were sitting on and ran a hand through his hair. 

“i wouldn’t exactly describe it that way,” she responded far too fast, so she went to correct herself— otherwise she wouldn’t her the end of it from her team. “but i’m endlessly grateful for all the opportunities i have, and for all the experiences.” she said with a smile that looked a little too sweet and practiced, that it made jameson sick.

the interviewer leaned forward, a cruel smirk on his face that made avery want to grimace. “oh?” he challenged, “so you’re saying the billion-dollar inheritance didn’t change your life overnight?”

xanders usual playful grin was gone as he muttered, “avery looks like she’s about to walk out.”

“she should.” jameson was now pacing in front of the TV, unable to stand still any longer. “if i’d been there—”

“but you’re not,” grayson said calmly, standing beside another couch that lyra was sitting on. “she’ll handle it.”

lyra had heard everyone in the room a few minutes earlier, and suggested her and grayson go see what was going on. 

jameson’s eyes focused laser sharp on the tv once again as he heard the interviewer mention his name, before turning back to look at grayson.

“she shouldn’t have to handle it, grayson.” his voice cracked with frustration.

her heart raced, but she managed a small laugh. “i think anyone’s life would change with something like that. my life has changed a great ordeal, but it’s more complicated than—”

“and what about your relationship with jameson hawthorne?” he interrupted, not caring for a single word she had to say. “was that part of the package deal?”

the live audience laughed, and avery just smiled politely, frustration flashing behind her eyes that only the people closest to her could spot.

grayson was going to say something to calm his brother down, but didn’t get the chance to. 

“oh, this guy is a fucking comedian, isn’t he?” jameson ran another frustrated hand through his hair, chuckling lowly as he exhaled. “i’m getting him fired— bankrupt for gods sake.” 

he knew how snobby-privileged-rich-kid he sounded even to his own ears, but he didn’t care. 

“yeah,” lyra chimed in, who rarely ever agreed with jameson.  “i’m with you on that one.”

jameson shook his head, letting out a blow of air that it almost sounded like a whistle, “goddamnit, i don’t care, i’m going. her team and the paparazzi can go to hell for all i care.” 

he turned off the tv, he couldn’t bear to see avery uncomfortable for another second.

nash stood leaning against the wall, sending a slight nod to jameson. “you need a ride?” he asked, alluding to the motorcycle jameson loves to use when he needs to blow off steam. 

with no complaints from nash, jameson knew that he was doing the right thing. 

he muttered something under his breath along the lines of: “too dangerous,” and shook his head. and with that, he made his way to the stairs. 

everyone shared confused glances — jameson hawthorne, saying something was too dangerous? something has seriously changed. 

“is it just me… or is jameson being weirdly responsible right now.” xander muttered as he looked at the turned off tv infront of him. 

grayson and lyra shared a look that communicated the message; ‘…he’s still not responsible.’ but didn’t say anything.

max nodded at xander in agreement. “it’s the avery effect.” she stated matter-of-factly. “i don’t know about you, but whenever i’m around her i feel like… woah, i just want to be a better person, you know?” 

xander thought about it for a moment with his hand on his chin, and then nodded ,like max had said something profound. 

he looked up at her, and then they both nodded in sync, sharing a high five. 

nash, who was still standing leaned against the wall, stifled a laugh, shaking his head in amusement before walking out of the living room. 

he was definitely going to be mentioning the “avery effect” to libby later.

— 

avery sighed as she finally got in the dressing room, leaning her head back on the door and shutting her eyes. 

she got to go home in half an hour now, finally. 

atleast she was done with that interview. 

she walked away from the door, slumping in her chair as she brought her hands to her face, looking into the large hollywood style mirror infront of her. 

she was hyper-aware of everything around her—the feeling of her clothes scratching against her skin, the way her makeup suddenly felt heavy on her face, the ache in her cheeks from smiling, and the slight tremor in her hands. 

avery re-enacted the smiles she gave throughout the interview, wondering if they looked too fake, if she needs to start tweaking them, and overthinking just about every small detail.

5 minutes had passed, and she was still staring into the mirror. 

surely this wasn’t healthy, but she stayed practicing the answers she gave, sighing in defeat when she remembered how people would take it as snappy and defensive.

god, she wouldn’t have wished that interview from hell on her worst enemy. 

her reflection started to look weird to herself, but she kept practicing the right way to smile, to not look fake.

suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and her attention was diverted from the mirror for the first time in 10 minutes. 

“yeah, come in!” she called out quietly, eyes fixated on the door, nervous to see who it was.

hair and makeup? someone from her team already there to scold her? or god forbid, the interviewer— her thoughts were all silenced when she saw pair of familiar green eyes.

“jameson,” she breathed out, “what are you doing here?” 

his hair was a tad messier than usual, and his eyes seemed panicked as he looked around the room, until they finally met hers. 

he shut the door behind him and locked it all in one swift movement and walked over to her, standing behind her chair she was sitting on. 

his hands found her shoulders, but she stood up and turned around, meeting him face to face.

“heiress,” he put his calmest voice on as his hands found their way to the sides of her face. “i was watching— we were watching the interview at home.” his eyes flickered between hers, “are you alright?”

she smiled a little, letting out an exhale. “yeah, why wouldn’t i be?” she shook her head in an attempt to portray she was confused. 

it was slightly difficult for her to act like she was perfectly fine, when she had spent the last 20 minutes doing nothing but overthink. 

he brought her out of her thoughts once again. “avery.”

“what?”

“i saw the look on your face— you may be a good bluffer, but not with your emotions. not with me, atleast.” 

unfortunately for avery, jameson could see what she was feeling when she tried her hardest to hide it, even from her own self. 

she sighed, trying to shrug it off. “jameson, it’s just one interview. they ask questions like that all the time—it’s part of the job.”

“i don’t care if it’s part of the job. you never asked for this.” his voice was hard-edged, his hands moving down her shoulders, then down to her hands. “you looked uncomfortable, avery. you shouldn’t have to be fine with that.”

“i was managing it,” she countered, tilting her head up to look at him, trying to ease the tension. “that’s what i’m supposed to do.”

her hands fiddled with his fingers with a mind of their own. it was a tell tale sign she was holding her feelings back. jameson knew it better than anyone.

“and that’s the problem.” he didn’t speak to her condescendingly, or in any way that was trying to belittle her. he was just worried. 

he simply cared, and it made avery’s heart soar. 

“they’re counting on you to just handle it every single time, like it doesn’t get to you.” his voice was low, “you shouldn’t act okay with it just because it’s easier. it’s not right.”

she wanted to prove that she was okay, that she wasn’t bothered, and that he didn’t have to worry about her, but she couldn’t, because then she’d be lying.

she let out a small sigh of defeat, “you’re right, jameson.” she shook her head, “i know… i just— i don’t want you to worry about me, or anyone to worry about me.”

“tough luck.” he replied, voice low but unwavering as his eyes searched hers. 

she opened her mouth to argue, but his hand gently brushed a stray piece of hair from her face, and the words seemed to fade.  

“its the worst thing in the world, seeing the hurt on your face. i hate it.” avery looked down, but he tilted her chin back up. “and,” he murmured, “i hate the people inferior who project their own problems onto you, because they feel like they can, even more.” 

avery couldn’t argue with the rest of what he said, but she needed to say something. 

“no one’s inferior to me.” she mumbled 

“please,” jameson said with a deep chuckle, “i could name quite a few.” he said. “for starters, that interviewer—“

avery cut jameson off with a light laugh, a sound that made jameson feel like the sun was shining down just for them two. 

his eyes flickered all around her face, his own smile growing as he committed the picture to memory. “he was the worst. am i wrong? tell me i’m wrong.” he teased, selfishly wanting more laughter out of avery because he loved it so much.

she shook her head vigorously, “no,” she laughed, “god, no. he was the worst. i hate that idiot.” 

jameson let out another one of his bigger chuckles, “keep going,” he joked, “there’s my heiress.” 

avery rolled her eyes jokingly, feeling the last of her worry fade away. “i wanted to punch him square in the face,” she said, and jameson rose his brows in amusement and nodded enthusiastically.

she continued, “but that doesn’t matter anymore, because you’re here now, and that’s more important.” 

he let out a breath, his shoulders loosing the last of their tension. “is that so?” he murmured, his hand slipping around her waist, pulling her a bit closer.

“yeah, it is.” and before he could protest or mention anything about her emotions any longer, she leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. 

he melted into her, arms wrapping around her fully, and tighter. she felt like she could stay in his arms for all eternity as she put her arms around his neck. 

the kiss was brief, reassuring, but enough to melt away the last traces of his worry.

when she pulled back, jameson was looking at her with softness in his eyes— one rarely seen by others, but always seen by her. 

his thumb brushed over her cheek, and his eyes travelled her face all over. he looked deep in thought, and avery could sense a question was stirring. 

“heiress?”

she hummed, “yes, jamie?”

“you know, i never mean to be,” he hesitated slightly, “overbearing, or controlling, i just…” he paused, pressing his lips together in a line as he racked his brain for the right words. 

“yeah, i know, jamie.” she nodded slightly with her hand brushing the sides of his face, understanding what he couldn’t verbalize.

his hand held her hand that was on his face, and moved it back down. 

both their hands were locked together now, and jameson rested his forehead on hers gently.

avery was so sure he would lean in for another kiss, perhaps one less tentative, now that she could see the tension had dissolved from his shoulders. 

she let herself relax, realizing that she stopped fidgeting with jameson’s hands a while ago. 

he brought her so much peace without even trying. she wondered if she ever did the same for him— and then jameson broke the silence. 

“i’m still getting him fired, by the way.”

avery laughed quietly, almost scoffing in amusement. she bit back her smile as she shook her head, taking a slight step back, hands still intertwined. “of course you are.”

“for you, heiress?” his cheshire grin slowly returned, reeling her back in close. he shrugged, “i’d do much worse.”

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[rjunhuang]

summer '68 ✰ peter maximoff

featuring: headcanons of peter maximoff.

warnings: lowercase intended. modern au (the timeline's already fucked up, blame it on deadpool 2).

note: this is solely my interpretation of peter! if u don't agree, u can simply just scroll :) sorry there's not many, my hyperfixation is on hp now lol

divider by hyuneskkami | comments & reblogs are appreciated! <3

he's not actually a kleptomaniac — well, maybe not a typical one. he's just too impatient to wait down a line of cashiers. 

and maybeee he enjoys stealing from the rich.

peter hates googling for answers. he'd rather just grab a book and search for the answer himself. he'd say it's because "he's faster than google"

books > movies. he can complete a book within thirty seconds. a movie on 2x speed is still too slow for him.

has countless of shoes (stolen mostly). he keeps burning the soles off with his speed so he needs a new one very often. 

this is pretty much canon but he's most definitely a converse guy.

peter is the type to spam the shit out of his instagram stories before going m.i.a for the next few weeks. it's a constant back-and-forth cycle

before his mutation kicked in, he had a heelys phase.

that being said, i imagine he'd got his mutation when he was about eight or nine. that's why he'd be so open to showing his powers by the time he was seventeen. he obviously dealt with his fair share of insecurities and prejudice, but he'd grow to accept himself.

surprisingly talented in a lot of things. since he has all the time in the world, he's tried out a lot of hobbies: playing the guitar, solving the rubix cube, etc. once he's got the basics down he's already bored and ditches it.

that being said, he cannot cook or draw for the life of him. he's the type to grip a crayon so hard it tears through the paper.

[tb-png]

LATE NIGHT CUTE KEVIN HCS BC I STRONGLY BELIEVE HE DESERVED BETTER BY THE WRITERS!!!

Sam remembers that kevin yapped about playing cello when dean and him were at a pawn shop. Dean buys this cello and brings it back to the kid (somehow fitting it in the backseat of the impala) as a gift for working hard. Theyre so proud of themselves, and kevin doesnt have the heart to tell them the cello is so deeply fucked and damaged and you cant get a clean sound. he appreciates nonetheless as he tries to tune it and practices his chords.

Sam admits to never having solved a rubix cube actually (im projecting). One day kevin is curled up in a comfy leather seat in the bunker with a blanket, sick from trying to translate, and he carefully shows sam how to solve it. While he does that, kevin recounts to Sam his childhood and about the clubs he used to go to and how him and his friends learned how to solve rubix cubes at some summer bootcamp for programing

Kevin is especially homesick one day in the bunker, but he wouldn’t admit to that. Dean notices because kevin is acting the same way sam did as a teen when he missed staying at bobbys. Dean takes it upon himself to google recipes from (insert whatever ethnicity kevin is) and even hits up an asian grocery store to try to make it. He’s moderately successful, but for kevin it’s the best food hed had in ages.

Kevin convinces the brothers to buy buldak one time so they can have it together (not telling them about how spicy it actually is) just to torture and get back at them for his grievances. He laughs loudly at their misery bc hes hidden the milk. They agree to let him get takeout from the nearby pho or chinese place once in a while.

I wish he had a stronger relationship with the brothers :( writers ill never forgive you.

[majoryeager104]

𝔖𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱

009

𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

“𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑜𝑎𝑙， 𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚“ － 𝑐． 𝑠． 𝑙．

Summary: an au where Touya was taken into custody after his initial fight with Shoto. Touya tries to find a hobby to do with you to get your mind off of the reactions of media.

Warnings: language, and Touya being a cutie patootie

Touya Todoroki x gn!childhood friend reader

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it’s been a hard week for you. Between the media and the government, you were swamped with opinions, comments, and statements that you’d never asked for. A million different people telling you what you are, what Touya is, all because you’re trying to help someone.

Some just call you a villain like him. Some call you an attention seeker. Others who found out that you’d been in a relationship with the villain Dabi were calling you much much worse now. You’d deleted social media off your phone in attempts to ignore it, but that didn’t stop authorities and government from contacting you to have their say on the matter.

In summary, you were exhausted. And Touya noticed. He started trying to ease your nerves by trying to make you smile when he saw you, by either making silly faces while you were on the phone, or just coming up with some wildly inappropriate joke that was sure to earn a chuckle.

And it worked… temporarily.

Because the moment you’d leave, or turn the corner, or even after you’d finished laughing, your furrowed brow would return, if not followed by a phone call.

On top of your issues, Touya had been dealing with his own as well: boredom. Sure, one could say that yours is much worse, and he wouldn’t disagree, but at the same time there was something so mind deteriorating about sitting in a room doing nothing all day. Even card games with Natsuo got boring eventually.

Touya knew he needed to do something, so why not kill two birds with one stone?

The question was, what was something you enjoyed doing that he could do with you? He knew you’d always go on evening walks, which he obviously couldn’t go with you for due to restrictions… he was wracking his brain for ideas of a pastime, a… a hobby.

dear god he was getting domesticated.

Touya paced back and forth in his room for what felt like hours, trying to remember things that he knew for a fact that you’d want to do with him. He wouldn’t ask for all your time, and he knew that to some extent, even after he’d kissed you, you would find a way to slip away from him before things got too personal, like there was something that still bothered you. So what could he get you to do?

He knew you liked baking, but you’d always stress out over the smallest things when doing so even though you swore it was a relaxing task. You enjoyed playing instruments growing up, but he hadn’t seen you pick any up since you were kids. But there was one thing that made him stop and grin, one thing that he knew for a fact that you’d never tired of, not in the many many years he’d known you- art.

Drawing and painting, he’d seen you do plenty of it. He smiled at the memories of lounging around your room watching you paint butterflies and flowers when it was too hot outside for spending all day playing games to be an option. Even though you’d later complain about how bad you were at it, he always enjoyed watching you do it. It was like a gateway into that brain of yours, and he’d never once found any of your work to be disappointing.

he also couldn’t help but notice how relaxed the activity actually made you. Unlike baking, you actually looked to be enjoying during and after making a quick sketch of him making a funny face.

so that’s it. He looked around the room, before rolling his eyes as he realized that other than average furniture and a lamp, there was literally nothing in his room… except a mixed up rubix cube on his desk from Natsuo, but that’s a story for another day.

so he wandered into Shoto’s room to steal some pencils, and into Natsuo’s to steal a notebook (despite the fact that Natsuo was sitting on his bed watching him wondering what the heck was going on), into Fuyumi’s room to tell her his plan (she found some colored pencils and markers since she’s stocked up for her job as a teacher), and finally wandered out looking for you. He put his armful of materials on the dinner table, glancing around the house for you, but you were no where to be found. He finally checked your room, stopping himself from knocking as he realized you were on the phone.

“you know what’ll happen if you show up, so don’t. No one here wants to see you right now, and if they did, they’d visit. Do not cause any more harm than you already have”

you sounded serious. He stared at the doorknob as he listened, wondering who you were talking to, although, looking back on it later he should have realized sooner.

“I don’t want to hear it. Do not show up.”

after that all he heard was a gentle thud and a sigh, and, assuming you’d hung up, he finally knocked. “Come in” came your voice from the other side. he opened the door, peeking in at you. You were laying on your back on the edge of your bed, looking miserable and exhausted. He walked in, standing over you. You raised a brow at his behavior, but before you could say anything, he took your hand with a smile.

“let’s go”

he said simply, dragging you up and out of your room. You hesitated for a moment before following, shaking your head as you tried to hide your smile at just how goofy he looked stomping excitedly down the hallway and dragging you with him. It reminded you of when the two of you were kids. It wasn’t the first time he’d dragged you down this very hallway, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

he dragged you to the dinner table, smiling as he gestured to the pile of pencils and two notebooks, his little art collection. “Found a few stuff around the house, and figured you deserved a break, so” he gestured again, already feeling awkward at the sight of your confused face. But that went away at the sight of your smile. “You wanna draw with me?” You asked, and he nodded, kicking at the floor as he looked down rather sheepishly. “Why not?”

and so, for the next hour or so, the two of you sat at the dinner table talking, laughing, and drawing whatever came to mind. You drew a few flowers, leaving Touya in awe but unsurprised at just how much you’d advanced since you were a kid. He drew a… I think you know what he’d draw… but then when he actually started taking it seriously, he began to draw you.

Hunched over the notebook, his eyes darting up at you every so often, you’d be impressed at how good the portrait was if he had just let you look at it.

He’d gotten so focused on sketching you and coloring it in to give to you when it was done, he didn’t even notice the doorbell ring, nor you getting up to answer it. Hell, even the squeaky ass front door didn’t catch his attention, not until he heard you gasp, that’s when he looked up.

guests were allowed while he was there, depending on who they were. Hell, if he had the time, im sure Hawks would’ve stopped by to brag or hang out for the heck of it, even All-Might could. Heroes, officials, many people had permission to check in on this little government project. Except one. And who was at the front door, but the one person who wasn’t supposed to be there?

The person at the front door, was his father.

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“No alarms and no surprises please” w that jumpscare of a bitch-ass man at the end im not sorry

𝚃𝚊𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 <𝟹 @greenmanshoe @shaunarcanine @sugurusmoon @hktfbuo @sweetlike-sugarplum (lmk if you wanna join it)

Three more parts till the end guys 🥲

[braxlrose]

silly and weird tom hcs

a/n: the last ones got deleted for some reason so I'm making a new one!

• this mf steals your food all the time. hes always munchin on something so if you have something that looks good, he's taking it. especially if it's watermelon. he loves watermelon 🍉

• he doesn't tell anybody, but he gets his nails done. he gets pedicures and manicures and loves it so much. you found out one day when he kept going off and not telling anybody where he was going. so you followed him and saw his finger and feet soaking in water 💀

• when you walked in you were trying so hard to hold in a laugh and he was so fucking embarrassed when he saw you. you thought it was extremely ironic because he always called mani-pedis "girly"

• now you two go all the time, and you're way better at making excuses than he was.

• he got high on edibles and thought his feet weren't attached to his body anymore so he started screaming 💀

• over indulges on gushers when he's high

• you guys know those Chinese finger traps? Idk if that's what they're called but you put two fingers in them and they're like really hard to get out of. he LOVES them for some reason, he thinks they're so much fun

• he loves the snow so much, and especially loves snowball fights. it's so much fun, and he also gets to wear extra layers of clothing because of the cold

• during the winter, he gets a bunch of different kinds of hot chocolates and when anybody asks what he's drinking he swears by it that it's black coffee 💀

• he loves watching futurama and says that he strives to be bender 💀 (have yall seen the new episode? I actually really liked it, ik a lot of people said they didn't but I did.)

• gets on his knees while begging (not sexually 🤨) and will even fake cry. he's a master manipulator 💀

• when you guys go to the beach he's always asking you to come play in the water with him

• for any reason if you guys happen to be at a hospital, he goes and looks at all the little newborn babies. they're so cute and he gets all smiley just looking at them.

• he loves romance movies. mf will deny it till the day he dies when anybody asks but you've seen his collection of vhs tapes and dvds. plus bill even admitted tom cried during The Notebook.

• he tries to balance random objects on his head while walking to see it he can do it. he'll add on a object every time he does it.

• he's weirdly amazing at solving Rubix cubes?

• he loves making balloons animals and he always makes the sword ones. he will literallt sword fight with anybody.

• he eats bowls and bowls of cereal so he can get to the prize at the bottom of the box. (I full-heartedly believe he's a little kid at heart)

• he tries to make home-made pizza but ends up burning it 90% of the time.

• he's extremely ticklish on his armpits, stomach and feet and will literally die laughing if you tickle him

• he also loves kids cartoon movies like fox and the hound, Anastasia, Mulan, James and the Giant Peach, etc.

• he loves slap bracelets and has an entire collection of them.

• it wouldn't be the first time you've caught him dancing and singing to Britney spears.

• tom loves everything bathes. on camera he says he prefers showers but in reality he likes bathes better. With candles, dimmed lights, bath salts, face masks, etc.

• do you guys know that episode of Friends where Monica convinces Chandler to take a bath and he ends up loving it and shit? he's just like that. if you don't know what I'm talking about here's some clips.

clip 1

clip 2

• he tried on one of your thongs one time because you dared him to wear it the whole day.

• you also dared him to get his legs waxed and he ended up doing it and he was crying the whole time

• he loves those little stories where you add in words to them. I can't remember what they're called but it asked you for like an adjective, plural noun, verb ending in ing, etc. etc. (I hope yall know what I'm talking about, I think it starts like a m or something someone tell me please 😭)

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[razorblade180]

My friend said the reason Izuku isn’t the number one hero is because if someone in Japan learned he was number one AND kissing Ochako regularly, they’d become a villain out of obligation. Nobody can win that hard.

Feel like they’re expressing some personal feelings but that’s beside the point. 😅

Lowkey they’re probably right. Imagine if Prime All Might had a wife as gorgeous as Mirko while your quirk turned you into a rubix cube. It made sense that you robbed a bank. The world has taken enough from you.

[queenfandomtrash]

go on Cassie, you've got to share your Date Everything! blorbos 😉💖

ASDFGH- OH MY GOD!

Thanks Star for the ask! And I'll answer it right now!

On Deviantart, I made this collage with all of the the potential hubbies/waifus, or as some people like to say blorbos.

Right in the middle row are the ones I talk about the most! I will go in order from my number 1 to my number 5!

Bodhi Windbreaker

Bodhi broke me the most out of everyone I mentioned! I'm a sucker for 80s stuff whether movies, bands or singers! Bodhi won my heart the moment I saw him! His design is so cool! From the cassette tape hair (kind of reminds me of my bf irl~), the pride flags on the cassette tapes, the Blockbuster tattoo, the rubix cube bracelets, etc! And oh my god can we talk about his voice?! His VOICE! (I seriously can't wait to date him in the game!!!) 😍💞

2. Freddy

Freddy was the very first character I saw for this game and OMFG HE'S SO CUTE!!! He's like a gentle giant! Or should I say, a gentle yeti~? For those that may or may not know, ice themed characters are one of my types for fictional guys/gals. After going through the tutorial on the demo, I spoke to him first! He's so silly, sweet and so tall! (another one of my types, tall characters) And if I'm not mistaken, I think he's the tallest character in this game? also the "I like big bundts and I cannot like" line makes me laugh and blush every time! 😊💞

3. Scandalabra

Fun Fact: Ray Chase voices him and he's going to a convention I'm going to in July! I'm planning on meeting him! ^w^

(Ray Chase is also one of the lovely voice actors that worked on this game!)

Scandalabra is so sassy, silly, cute and charming~ He really gives off Preminger vibes and I'm all for it! And as you can see from the third picture, he already starting to fall for me~ I'm already planning on seeing Scandalabra more~ And I'm making a headcanon that Scandalabra treats his lover like a princess/prince! 🤭💞

4. Betty

Betty broke me pretty hard the moment I saw her! She's so sweet, beautiful and enchanting! She also looks super cuddly! Course I went back to speaking to her the next day.

"All I care about is knowing you're sleeping soundly. I just want you to be comfortable and happy when you're with me." These two lines alone nearly made me cry.

Besides Scandalabra, Betty's taking a liking to me too. I also happen to have a thing about pink haired gals, and especially plus sized gals. (I am plus size irl so I'm glad there's representation in this game!) 😍💞

5. Amir

Amir admiring the player's beauty did in fact make me tear up because I've had moments where I hated the way I look. Also him calling the player "darling" asdfgh-

"Oh my goodness... that boost of confidence... I can actually it spreading over your face like the most invigorating flush!" And I was blushing hard!

Amir also reminds me so much of Dmitri from Blush Blush (which is another dating simulator game I play)~

If I ever need to boost my confidence in the way I look, I know now to go to Amir! 😊💞

And yeah, that's all five that have caught my eye/have been gushing over for a while now! I may or may not make a follow up post related to this in the future when the game comes out later on this month (depends if I can get the pre-order and possibly the DLC)! 😊

[squ1dn3yr0se]

the rubix cube stood out to me when watching this movie, as a rubix cube is hard to resolve and complete without effort, as well as being a symbol for childhood.