#monkey man sam

[shredz91]

I'm on a whole nutha' level I'm geekin'

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Devoo

So, I watched Monkey Man! I am absolutely blown away by Dev and his seemingly endless talents

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[britishsass]

I'm procrastinating, so that means it's time to post au fanart with no context outside of "no this isn't for the main au crossing over these properties, I'm making my own"

anyway. point and click games and psychonauts. because I felt like poking Guybrush Threepwood and thinking about his mental world post-MI2, and instead I got a bunch of ideas that aren't really related to much except for being fun to think about.

(no this isn't wild-card, sorry to the people who enjoy that au, I'm trying to avoid being in your tags, but it's really just me thinking about the same characters in the same vague setting)

[bobauthorman]

Sam & Max at their best

[cloud9v]

old art redraw yayy

(og version for comparison - https://cloud9v.tumblr.com/post/683635724655951872/why-hello-down-there-d-finished-an-aggie )

[thekylemeredith]

Tonight: The Handmaid’s Tale actor Sam Jaeger joins me to chat about the show’s final season, his time on Parenthood, and his recent turn in Wolf Man—because apparently family drama and werewolves pair surprisingly well.

Plus, visits from The Cactus Blossoms and Rain Phoenix (Only Cowgirls Get the Blues), and I’ll dust off one of my earliest interviews with Arctic Monkeys. 6p ET on WFPK—tune in, or risk feeling uncool later.

[evilminji]

Been Watching Weird Fruit Explorer(?)... and I just...

W-Who let Bored Danny have BooTube?

Sorry, YOU-Tube. He has TWO Apps now. BooTube is bigger. Way more random, yet... somehow more niche? Meh. It's what happens when you get billions of billions of people who all have their own Obsessions to rant over, on a site.

Ember's channel is pretty lit, tho, ngl.

He stopped using YOU-Tube almost overnight. Too many ads, weird algorithmic pushiness. No thanks. It was too small and too "trying to take my money". You know?

Buuuuut? See.... TUCKER is the Tech guy.

Coding and that sort of stuff. HE does hands on work. You want a toaster? He can MAKE you a toaster! With LAZERS! Runs off The Goo! But a program? Eeeeeeeh? Hit it with hammer maybe? Monkey make fire? Hit with stick? Blergh.

Yeah, he can SORTA push through.

But he suuuucks.

And like... he had a headache, okay? His project had just, quiet literally, exploded in his face. So when he looked at his phone? All the apps were blobs. He clicked the one that LOOKED kinda right. Shoved his arm in his phone and brute forced a channel set up.

He figured he could ramble about Space!

It's not like he cared is anyone LISTENS or not! It's a "for him" thing, you know? Like a diary. But more... putting on a ☆~show~☆?

So he rambles from the floor of his Lair's Lab, crashs and wails in the distance, green sky occasionally visible as he lazily floats by windows. Dropping... juuuust past human knowledge understanding of Space. Talking like he's STUDYING somewhere. Referencing PAPERS no human will ever be able to find.

But a few they WILL.

Some of which, are currently? Only half written.

But then? Oh YEAH... he should eat! You know... Sam keeps bringing him fruits and veggies and stuff from her internship at that Botanical Lair. Stuff never seen before of Earth. Or hasn't been seen in centuries.

Again, like, a FEW that? Randomly? Have???

He picks up something sharply purple, bright orange insides. Crisp crunch. He makes a face. And starts to ramble about it, distracted from Space. "Weirdly mushroom-y" he notes. "Kinda bubblegum sweet? But like... CHEAP bubblegum. Like it hits you all at once and is kinda chemically. But it disappears real fast? Huh. Spicy too..."

It's the first video on the Playlist. One of hundreds. Two of the green Lanterns RECONIZE that fruit ad HIGHLY toxic to humans, can't recognize what planet they're seeing. Or how this alien teen got himself on YouTube.

He seems... unaware of how incredibly famous he's become.

But his strange techno Pharoah friend has not. HE is both perfectly aware and apparently amused. Has taken to feeding him rare and hazardous flora and fauna, to see if it tastes good.

....there have been an alarming number of plants from dead planets.

And the comments the kid makes? Alarming as hell.

Sam's just pleased everybody's getting their greens. Danny's glad him n tuck get to hang and do "try weird foods and fuck around, bro time". They've made lazers! Talked about stuff! Debated why Martian Manhunter is THE superior Justice League member.

Danny understands. Wonder Woman is a BAMF. But he's biased, Tucker. He doesn't CARE if she has a sword and flowy, impressive locks! Shape-shifting telepath! From MARS!!! *imaginary mic drop*

And Tucker? Is conquering the YouTube scene with this charming, weird, relatable young alien. Who rambles about Space, debates nerd stuff, eats weird plants and describes them, and makes sci-fi technology! Theme? WHAT THEME? Phantom is a weird channel, man. You never know what you'll find!

And no one can get rid of it.

Believe them, governments have TRIED. Censorship? Not possible. Not without removing the whole SITE.

[buckystrutssogood]

Clint: I want what Cap and Bucky have

Natasha: what is that supposed to mean

Clint: they love each other, would die for each other

Sam: yeah, and also go against the world for each other *sighs*

Clint: it’s just so….pure

*the door bursts open*

Bucky: *walks in, furious* try that one more time Rogers I dare you

Steve: *follows* or what Buck??? You think you are so much smarter than me

Bucky:*stops, yells back* THATS BECAUSE I AM

Bucky: *turns towards the couch* hey guys *smiles*, show of hands how many of you have seen Steve here jump out of a plane without a parachute?

*Sam, Natasha and Clint raise their hands*

Peter: *mortified* what?

Bucky: exactly, spider-kid

Steve: that’s irrelevant!!! They are called tactics, don’t know if you have heard of them *growls back*

Peter: *mumbles* it’s spider-man

Bucky: oh *sarcastic laugh* tactics right, was it tactics when you delayed our mission because you tripped over getting into your monkey suit ??

Steve: ITS NOT A MONKEY SUIT*knocks Bucky over*

Bucky: *rolls to the top* it is because YOU ARE INSIDE IT

Steve: YOU SON OF A BITCH *rolls him back*

Peter: *blinks* what

Tony: *walks in, casually steps over the brawling pair* *looks at the 4 on the couch*

Tony: Bucky saw Caps footage from the battle of New York

Natasha: *confused*

Tony: Cap jumped onto one of the hydra whales from my roof

Everyone else: ohh

Clint: so pure

[imtryingbuck]

Old As A Dinosaur

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: reader learns something about her boyfriend

Word count: 842

Warnings: fluff. short and sweet.

A/N: this idea came from the wonderful @buckys-wintersoldier❤️

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The giggles coming from the living room greeted you the moment you stepped foot into the house, as you walked in to the room you saw your son Sebastian sitting on the couch tucked in to the side of your boyfriend Bucky.

Bucky didn’t bat an eye when you told him that you had a three year old son. When he met Seb for the first time it seemed that both your son and boyfriend forgot that you were even there. The first night Bucky stayed over Seb asked if Bucky could put him to bed, then when a nightmare involving monkeys that were trying to eat his toes woke him up he begged for Bucky to come and save him.

Six months after Bucky had met Sebastian the rest of the Avengers met him too. His squeals of pure joy had everyone laughing other than Bucky as Sam had Seb in his arms and flew the two around. Your boyfriend actually threatened Sam that he would end him if he dropped the three year old. Said three year old who tried to lift up Thor’s hammer, then was using Captain Americas shield as a sled.

You had actually been pulled aside by Seb’s teacher and was told that Seb had been lying all day by telling everyone he knew the Avengers, you just raised your eyebrow and laughed informing her that he was not lying at all.

“Hi pretty mama” Bucky greeted when he noticed you standing there.

“Hi pwetty mama” Seb repeated making the pair of you laugh.

“Hi my handsome men, what are you two doing?”

“Dinos” pointing at the tv Sebastian sighed happily at seeing his favourite movie for what felt like the thousandth time.

“How was work babe?”

“It was alright, nothing exciting today. I’m going to get dinner started”

“No need pretty girl, me and little man here did it we was just waiting on you. Go and get changed and then we can eat” Bucky says before telling Seb that it was dinner time and promising the three year old that they could carry on watching as soon as they had finished eating. Doing as he says you head upstairs changing into comfier clothes.

“Follow me pwetty mama, dinner time” laughing you take your sons waiting hand letting him lead you into the dinning room as Bucky served the food.

Halfway through the meal Sebastian was trying to whisper to Bucky who kept responding with “I told you it’s a secret”

“But pwease it’s mama”

“Do you think we can trust her?” Bucky’s eyes squinted looking at you suspiciously.

“Yes! Its mama she not tell”

“Okay, but she has to do the secret pinky swear before we tell her” Your eyes moved between the pair with your eyebrow pinched together. “Pretty mama what we’re about to tell you is top secret, you have to pinky swear that you can never tell anyone what you’re about to hear”

“Pwomise mama”

“I promise” both of them hold up their pinky fingers up waiting for you to wrap yours around theirs you waited patiently to hear this top secret news.

“Okay little man, you-you can tell her” Bucky says with a nervous tone lacing his voice.

“Mama… Buck met dinos” Sebastian tells you in the most serious voice the three year old could muster.

“Ex-what?”

“Yep. He was fwends with them and-and had pet T-Rex’s”

Looking at Bucky with your eyebrow raised he nodded solemnly keeping his face void of emotion.

“I-I didn’t know that”

“Top secret mama uncle Stevie don’t know so no telling no one!”

“Buck your secret is safe with me, don’t worry” you tell him earnestly.

“Thank you pretty girl, it honestly feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders now that I’ve been able to tell my family the truth” he takes yours and Sebs hands in his and squeezes.

Honestly he deserves an Oscar for his performance.

Seb giggles and promises that he will never ever tell anyone then carries on eating his dinner as if he hadn’t just told you some life changing news about your partner. Bucky looks at you and smiles before doing the same as Seb.

Finishing your dinner, you tell Bucky that you’ll wash up - he did try and argue that he would do it but Seb begged him to watch the dinos. Walking into the living room once again, your eyebrow rosed for the umpteenth time that night as you watch Bucky with his arms pulled close to his chest, Seb coping him and both bouncing around.

“Look mama we’re dinos!” Seb giggled before roaring like a dinosaur.

“Come on pretty mama, be dinos with us” Bucky winked then roaring and chirping like Sebastian was doing.

If anyone had looked in your front windows that night they would have thought there was something wrong with all three of you.

The three of you were roaring and acting as dinosaurs. And honestly, it was the best way to end a stressful day at work.

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[anakinstwinklebunny]

PAIRING: sam monroe x vinnie

FLUFF ❦

SAM MONROE wasn't really a guy you'd see at the playgrounds. Well, maybe when he was young, without all those problems and addictions he was dealing with, you could catch a glimpse of him running around while his father tried to catch him. But now? He didn’t even like playgrounds.

It was easy; they were loud. Chaotic. Full of screaming, crazy kids, sticky hands, and parents who side-eyed him like he was definitely some teenage delinquent that had stolen a baby for the day.

Well, maybe that last part was just in his head.

But as a seventeen year old teenage dad, he was expected to entertain his child. Let him explore the areas; new textures, smells, tastes. And ever since Sam was wrapped around Vinnie's chubby bitty finger, he'd do anything to make sure Vinnie could have it all. Even if it meant dealing with all the shit that playground had

Trudging across wood chips, he held Vinnie’s tiny, chubby hand in his, letting those small fingers wrap around the inside of his palm. Occasionally he'd feel the soft, rather gentle squeeze of those baby fingers clutching at his own before Vinnie's lips would part in breathless little gasp everytime something new caught his attention.

Since his wobbly legs weren’t fast enough, he resorted to the only method he came up with: pointing dramatically and babbling complete nonsense Sam didn't understand like he was having the most important conversation of his very short life.

Sam watched, absolutely amused, as his son's tiny finger jabbed towards the jungle gym. Then the bluish slide. Then at the monkey bars, eyebrows furrowed like he was seriously considering them before stopping. Contemplating if it was really what he wanted. Just a single butterfly fluttering its wings was enough to corrupt his entire attention, causing Sam to gently coax Vinnie into not trying to eat the fly. No. At least not this time. Sam has no energy for dealing with his too-curious-of-world toddler

But then came the swings which made him actually gasp, as if they were some divine revelation vinnie was getting to know only now.

His whole body vibrated with excitement, pointing so hard it looked like he might fall over.

Sam huffed a laugh. “You sure?” to which vinnie’s babbles only turned into full-on, frantic syllables.

Sam rolled his eyes. “Alright, alright. Relax, man, keep your diaper on.” without much effort, he scooped Vinnie up. He really tried to ignore the immediate wiggles of excitement his little boy was showing off. The way those short, chubby legs kicked like he was already swinging, occasionally kicking sam's lower body

“Dude, you haven’t even gotten there yet,” Sam muttered, but Vinnie was already laughing��wide, open-mouthed, ridiculously happy, head tipping back as Sam carefully, and finally, plopped him into the bucket swing.

Pudgy hands gripped the front of the seat. This innocent gaze moved up to look at Sam, as if waiting for him to do something. Because it surely doesn't end by just sitting in this weird bucket, right? Yet, Sam did nothing, of course. Just keeping this low-key small smirk in the corner of his mouth, causing Vinnie to think, to look around and figure it out. So when he saw the older kid swinging himself by just simply moving his legs back and forth, his baby brain really thought he had it all.

Except, he didn’t.

His little feet kicked. Body shifted. Hands gripped the sides—struggled—but the swing barely budged.

Sam snorted. “Yeah, dude, I dunno if you noticed, but your legs are like, two inches long.”

Vinnie whined, brows furrowing.

And, okay. The face he made, all determined yet so disappointed that it was not working, made Sam cave immediately. With a quiet sigh, he stepped closer, gripping the edge of the swing with careful hands before pushing—gently—but just enough for Vinnie to feel it.

Vinnie squealed, gripping the swing tighter, tiny legs kicking again—but this time in delight, not frustration.

Sam’s lips twitched.

Not a smile. Definitely not a smile.

He pushed again, watching as Vinnie’s laughter burst into the air—pure, open-mouthed, wildly happy, completely cutesy and so much like his ray of sunshine toddler.

And, damn. It was dumb. So, so dumb to admit it...but Sam could’ve watched this forever.

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Monkey Man studies

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Found a new brush and spent a while testing it out. The entire movie is visually stunning but there are specific scene I want to so redraws of, so I've got a few more of these in the can still!

[marvelfanfn2187a113]

Bad Week

Sam and Dean Winchester & little sister!reader, Jody & Winchester!reader

Requested by Anonymous (x2)

Synopsis: you’re having a rough time of the month, and the boys need reinforcements

“You’re officially disgusting.”

“And you’re officially crazy if you don’t think—“ Dean’s cut off his own argument when he stepped into the motel room to see you buried under a mountain of pillows, in a position that even an Olympic gymnast would find uncomfortable.

“You ok?” Sam asked, which earned him a groan in return.

“Why are you laying like that?” Dean questioned.

“Because it’s comfy,” came your muffled reply.

“There’s no—“ Dean stopped, then groaned. “Oh man, it’s…it’s that again, isn’t it?”

“That?” You scoffed, popping your head up. “Samuel, can you please teach our brother something called manners? I’d do it, but it would mean I’d have to get up.”

“Hey now.” Sam held up his hands in surrender. “Not my circus, not my monkeys, sorry kid.”

“They don’t have monkeys at the circus,” you huffed, dropping your head back down.

“You seem particularly cranky this time around,” Dean grumbled.

“Just leave me alone.” Your reply came out about two octaves too high, and Dean was alert instantly.

“Hey, you ok?”

“Go away!” You insisted, half-heartedly tossing a pillow at him that missed by a mile.

“Are you crying?” He asked, stepping over the pillow to come stand by your bed. “Did you take anything?”

“Advil didn’t do anything,” you whimpered. “Now leave me alone to die.”

“It can’t be that bad,” Dean said. Sam smacked his arm. “Ow!”

You moved a pillow just enough to glare at your brother.

“Ok, ok, I’m sorry.” Dean shrugged, backing away. “But I mean—you’ve had it for a few years—“ Dean ignored Sam’s continual arm-smacking. “So you’re used to it, right?”

“Oh, sure,” you groaned, pulling yourself up again. “Just like you get used to getting shot, or stabbed.” You dropped back down not a second later. “Besides, it’s worse this time.”

“Worse? Isn’t it just the same thing all the time?” Dean asked, and Sam gave up on smacking him.

“Samuel, if you don’t take him out of here I will kill him.”

“Alright, Sport.” Sam grabbed hold of Dean’s shoulder and started to drag him out. “Let’s go for a drive. Maybe on the road we’ll find a biology class.”

…

Sam and Dean returned an hour later, and for once Dean was actually quiet. When you heard the door opening, you tried to hide yourself under your blankets and pretend to be asleep, but it was too late.

“Are you crying?” This time when Dean asked, his voice was gentler. “Still feelin bad, huh?”

“Please go away.” You sniffled.

“I’m…I’ll be right back,” Dean said before stepping back out the door.

…

“I think I need your help.”

“What’s up?” Jody’s voice was tinged with worry. “Vamps? Demons?”

“Y/N,” Dean admitted. “She—uh—she’s having a bad day. Or week, I guess. Of the month.”

“She—“ Jody huffed. “And you’re calling me? It’s not her first, is it?”

“No,” Dean admitted. “But…it’s never been like this, I mean she’s yelling at everybody and she’s crying and—“

“Dean, that’s just being a teenager.”

“It’s not that,” Dean insisted. “She said it hurts more this month—I didn’t know that was even a thing—and I don’t know what to do. Look, it’s not an emergency, so if you can’t do this—“

“I’m not saying that,” Jody interrupted. “I just…it’s that bad?”

“Jody, I’ve stitched this kid up half a dozen times, I’ve watched her get a tattoo—she doesn’t even flinch! But she’s been in here crying for an hour—I don’t know what to do.”

“Ok. Then I’m coming.”

…

“Never fear, Mama Jody’s here.”

“Jody?” You rolled over in bed to see Jody stepping into the room bearing an armload of bags. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m here to visit my favorite Winchester,” Jody said, ignoring Dean’s affronted look. “And I brought some things for you.”

Your suspicious gaze went to Dean.

“You told her?!”

“Hey.” Dean shrugged. “You’re acting wack this time around, I needed backup.”

“You’re an idiot,” you grumbled.

“Yes he is,” Jody agreed. “Which is why I’m here. I’ve brought some things that might help and—“ Jody slowed her speech when she noticed the way you were glancing awkwardly from her to your brothers. “And your brothers—“ Jody looked right at Dean “—are going to leave us alone and go get you some…” Jody looked back at you.

“Wings?” You asked tentatively.

“Wings,” Jody demanded, turning back to Dean. “Go, shoo, bye.” She all but chased the boys out the door.

…

When the boys returned twenty minutes later, you were looking much more comfortable on your bed, set up with a water bottle and a heating blanket.

“Cassie called,” Jody told the boys. “So I’ve gotta be going. She’s all set up, the painkillers I gave her should kick in soon—“ Jody handed a bottle to Dean. “These are better for her than Advil right now. And if she has another week as bad as this one, you might want to take her to the doctor—sometimes months are worse than others, but it shouldn’t be this bad all the time.”

“Thank you, Jody.” Dean pulled the woman in for a hug, and she smiled and patted his back.

“That’s what I’m here for.”

“Hey! Are you guys gonna let me starve or what?”

Dean rolled his eyes, and Jody grinned as she gave one last wave, then left.

“I’m sorry I was a jerk,” you mumbled to Dean when he went to hand you your wings.

“Yeah…” Dean cringed. “Me too. But hey, we got food now. By the way, half of those are mine.”

At your glare, Dean laughed and pulled out another box.

“Just kidding, got my own. You think I’m sharing with you?”

You rolled your eyes, scooting over on your bed and patting the spot next to you.

“Join me, we gotta watch more Game of Thrones.”

“Not without me,” Sam insisted, jumping up on the empty bed.

“Hey De?” You mumbled as Dean grabbed for the remote.

“Yeah?”

“Thanks.”

Dean grinned.

“No problem, kid.”

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[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Just Friends: Can I Take Your Order?

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: Bucky Barnes

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Summary: Bucky pays you a surprise visit.

It’s giving

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

Your work isn’t hard per se, but it can be chaotic. Still, your tips more than make up for all the running around, but not necessarily the ridiculous attire. You’re not entirely unhappy, it’s exciting even if it can be stressful. 

The diners always keep you on your feet. Literally. You run around, table to table, that night dressed as the infamous Dorothy who’s too far from Kansas. Somewhere around their, a lion, scarecrow, and tinman are taking orders and entertaining children at their seats. 

The themed restaurant isn’t really the place you would go, but it’s a family-friendly venue in a city overcrowded with more adult attractions. The money keeps a roof over your head. You won’t complain for that. 

The Oz room is overflowing and you can see more customers in the lobby. Please send them over to Mary Poppins’ Pop-In. You don’t have time to dread the new wave of diners as you bring a tray of desserts to a table with three blustering toddlers. You could never. 

“Anything else?” You ask as you put out the stemmed cups of banana pudding pie. 

“The check--” the father demands before he’s hit in the face with a stray straw. He grits back his agitation and forces a smile, “thanks.” 

You pick up the straw and leave him. As you do, you pass Graham, that night’s scarecrow. He lowers his voice as he follows you to the till. 

“Can you get the next table, please? I’m dying for a smoke. Any longer and I’m going to smack one of these brats,” he mutters. 

You smile at him. You find the nights go by quicker without breaks. “No problem! On it. I just need to get this bill printed out.” 

You toss the straw and tap the till. You pull up that table and print it out, tucking it into one of the little folders. You grab a handful of hard candies and sweep back across the dining room. 

“Here ya are, enjoy your desserts,” you say and carry on. 

You peer around, searching for the new diners. Right there in the corner. You head over in your pig-tailed wig and red shoes. As you near, your chest flickers. You think you know the back of that head. No, it’s not. He wouldn’t be here... 

You’re all but assured of your suspicions by the golden hair of the man across from him. A third to round out party. You cringe before you muster a smile and come to the side of the table. 

“Welcome to the Land of Oz,” you recite your mandatory introduction and avoid looking at Bucky, “don’t stray too far or you might find a wicked witch or flying monkey to carry you off. May I start you with some drinks?” 

“You got cocktails at a joint like this?” Bucky scoffs. 

You refuse to look at him, “the menu’s right there.” You point beside the centerpiece. He chuckles. 

“This is cute, how’d you find this place, Buck?” The blond asks. The man better known as Captain America. 

“Hmm, this place would be fun to you two geriatrics,” their other companion says. That’s the Falcon. 

You can feel Bucky watching you. He’s smirking. You know it. At least when you see him, you only ever have your stupid dress on. You take the wig and makeup off before you go home. It attracts less weirdos. 

“So, we do have beer, despite what you might think,” you offer. 

“Got prune juice? These two need it--” Falcon, rather Sam Wilson, chortles and receives an elbow to the ribs. 

“We have cranberry,” you suggest. 

“Where’s Toto?” Bucky asks. 

You hold back as sigh and finally meet his eyes, “no dogs allowed.” 

“Damn, sounds like you should go then, eh, Buck,” Sam adds. You grin as he cackles. 

“Hey,” Bucky sneers. “Just water for me.” 

“No milk to keep your bones strong?” The Captain, or Steve, kids. 

“You’re a year younger, shut up,” Bucky huffs. 

“I’ll get a water too,” Steve smirks. 

“Get me a Miller,” Sam says, “please.” 

“No problem. I’ll be back with that and some menus.” 

You spin and strut away. It feels good to see him getting teased because you know he only came here to mock you. You can’t exactly follow him to his work and make fun of his arm. Not that you would. 

You get the water and beer and return to the table with menus under your arm. You hand them all out and give them some time to look over it. You check in with your other tables before you go back again. 

“So, have we made up our minds?” You smile. 

Steve smiles at you, “uh, can I ask what kinda fish it is?” 

“Cod, sir,” you answer as you lean in to see where he points on the menu. 

“Ah, thanks.” 

“You got any recommendations?” Sam asks. 

“I usually go straight to dessert,” you smile, “but the spaghetti is yummy. And you can get it spicy.” 

“Oh, you like it spicy?” Bucky snickers. 

You look at him and Steve clears his throat, “Buck.” 

“Yikes, dude. You got lines, huh?” Sam teases. 

“No, I just--” he gets flustered and rolls his eyes. “Can I have the cheeseburger and fries?” 

“Sure thing,” you take out your notepad. 

“I’ll have the fish and chips,” Steve says, “is it possible to add an extra filet?” 

“Yeppers,” you nod and jot it down. 

“Think I’ll get the meatball sandwich,” Sam says, “apparently, I like meatballs.” 

Steve scowls again and Bucky sighs. You tap your pen on the pad, “alrighty. I’ll go put your order in.” 

“Thanks, doll.” Sam winks at you. 

You smile and as you turn, you hear Bucky hiss, “doll? Since when do you call anyone doll?” 

You make a face but don’t pay much mind to their arguing. He did mention his other friends could be a bit much. Based on that interaction, you’d say he’s just as bad. 

You put the ticket in the window and turn back. As you go back to the family to get the bill and your tip, your eyes snag on Bucky. He cranes around to see you and waves at you with two fingers. Oh, you have to get him back for this. 

[ninii-winchester]

Slumber party

Pairing: Sam Winchester X Reader

Word count: 600 words

Warnings : none just fluff.

A/n: totally unplanned, i couldn’t sleep so this is just from the top of my head.

It was late at night, the motel room was a bit crowded as Sam and Dean sat at the small table placed in the room, Y/n was on one bed while Castiel was on the other. This case was very different from what they’ve encountered before. A series of bizarre deaths that seem to defy the laws of physics, such as a man whose heart literally bursts out of his chest like in a cartoon.

“Alright I’m gonna call it a night.” Dean said closing the journal. “Cas you’re gonna book a room or what?” He asked the angel who was oh so casually looking through Dean’s stuff. It was not unusual that the trio shared a room on hunts, Dean took one bed while Sam shared the other with his girlfriend, Y/n as long as they promised no funny business.

“Nah I’ll stay here.” Cas replied and Y/n snickered at his nonchalance and Dean’s annoyance.

“Yeah right, we’re gonna have a slumber party, braid Sam’s hair.” Dean said sarcastically which made Sam smirk but his smirk faltered as he made eye contact with Y/n, who looked back with a mischievous look on her eyes. “Where are you gonna slee-“

“Oh my god” Y/n interrupted Dean who gave her a questioning look. “That sounds so much fun. Why didn’t I think of it before?” She grinned at the men in the room . “Baby come here.” She called Sam over and gestured to the space between her legs.

Sam gave Dean his typical bitch face to which Dean just shrugged. The younger Winchester walked over to his girlfriend and settled between her legs, facing away from her.

“Hey i need my four hours so get it somewhere else.” Dean commented as Y/n focused on french braiding Sam’s hair. He winched as she pulled particularly harsh unintentionally.

“Cas teleport him somewhere.” Y/n said without removing her eyes from Sam’s hair. Her tongue poking out as she concentrated. Cas stood up from his place to do it but Dean glared at him, and he sat back down on the bed.

“Take it easy on the hair, gorgeous.” Sam said holding his head as she pulled again.

“Yeah I know you love your hair more than me.” She replied as she was done with one side of his head.

“That’s not true. I love you more than anything in this world.” Sam replied and Y/n awed at his declaration of love.

“I didn’t sign up for this.” Dean groaned.

“Don’t groan grandpa we’re almost done.” Y/n said tying the other braid as well. After she was done she made Sam look in the mirror. He smiled at his own reflection as he saw the two french braids.

“It’s lovely, Y/n. Thank you sweetheart.” Sam pecked her lips.

“You’re welcome,, honey. You look so pretty.” Y/n smiled. She then grabbed a pillow from Dean’s bed and threw it at Dean who was slumped at the table. “Pillow fight.”

“Why the fuck did I say slumber party.” Dean groaned to himself, throwing the pillow back. Sam laughed at his brother’s misery, but pulled Y/n into his embrace before the pillow could hit her.

“Humans.” Castiel rolled his eyes sassily before going back to dig into Dean’s things.

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Prompt #34

Little three year old Danny Fenton died when he accidentally zapped himself with a live wire. The parents were devastated, and tried all that they could to bring him back, and they succeeded!

In a week they managed to resurrect their baby by making him half-ghost.

But ever since then he would have random and unpredictable fits of aggression and violence. Sometimes they would be mere days apart, other times they would be several months apart.

So unfortunately they had to keep him under control. To do that they put a padded shackle that he couldn’t phase out of around his ankle, chained to the wall with a rubber coated, lightweight, double-reinforced, long chain.

His new room was a little corner of the lab sectioned off by a semicircle of glass with toggle-able fogginess. You might have thought that it was plain and sterile like the rest of the lab, and you’d be wrong, it was pretty cozy. The space was bigger than his old room, and the ceiling was twice as high. He had a desk and chair, three bird nest-like hammocks(one of which was more like a hidy-hole), his old bed, a couch and tv with a wii console, a mini-fridge for juice and water, a shelf for snacks, little model spaceships hanging from the ceiling, and monkey bars. The hammocks and monkey bars were attached to the wall, though that wasn’t a problem for him since he could fly. The wall was painted with a mural of the night sky and there were NASA posters plastered everywhere.

Even with the parents busy schedules they took the time to homeschool him, and encouraged his love of astronomy.

The Fentons hired a whole team devoted to his wellbeing, a doctor, a therapist, a tutor for when neither of them had the time, a lawyer, and even a specific CPS agent came to visit him every once in a while to bring him his favorite tea.

The FentonWorks lab was heavily secured, with voice activated and handprint required entry, so many firewalls that the place was harder to hack into than the Pentagon.

Fortunately for Sam, her best friend has had plenty of experience hacking into the Pentagon. So she brought him along to break her in when she heard that there was human experimentation going on in FentonWorks.

What she didn’t expect to see was a healthy looking(if a bit pale) boy, lounging on a couch playing video games on a large tv while snacking on a bag of Doritos at three AM.

A boy that would soon be let outside the lab for the first time in eleven years to attend high school.

Man, I really like making Danny grow up thinking that being the product of your parents lab experiment is normal.

[minchanfilm]

couple halloween costumes with &team members

pairing halloween!&team x reader

warnings i swear a bit guys sorry😔pls forgive me

notes i actually thought long and hard abt this and i feel like it’s kinda accurate so enjoy

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k: shrek + lord farquard

just hear me out okay😭😭

— i just feel like k would be oddly obsessed with shrek, so after binging it with you he would remember that halloween is coming up. he’d get all excited and tell you that you guys should dress up as the characters, and of course you said yes because bffr it’s funny

fuma: ghostbusters

ignore the fact it’s sam and colby LMFAOOO

— i feel like he would love this costume. you guys would watch ghostbusters together to set the halloween mood, and like k he would strike up the idea of dressing as the characters. he’d have sm fun capturing fake ghosts all night

nicholas: pirates

— he probably wouldn’t wanna dress as anything stupid (but if you had a funny idea he’d do it), so you guys would probably pick just a simple costume. i feel like he’d def wanna dress more scandalous like those freaky ass college couples, but since he’s an idol he’d probably get bashed for it so you would go with a safe option

ej: deer + hunter

— he would think that this is such an iconic costume because it goes along with their song, deer hunter. i feel like he would dress more camouflagie/he would go all out compared to the picture i chose though. and of course, he’d find you adorable dressed as a deer!

yuma: mermaid man + barnacle boy

— he would think this is SO FUNNY. everyone would love it and you guys would definitely make funny videos all night of pretending to drive in an invisible car. you’d make one of the members take a photo of you guys jumping in the air pretending to sit in the car😭

jo: curious george

i lowkey struggled picking for jo, idk what he would dress as tbh

— you guys would go with a cute and simple costume, but the main reason you chose this specifically was to see jo in all bright yellow with a goofy hat. he was def embarrassed at first, but as the night goes on he would end up loving it. he would also tease you all night about your costume; he would refer to you as his ‘lil monkey’

harua: bugs + lola bunny

— come on now, rua is literally a bunny so this was perfect. all of the members would love this costume, they’d tell you it was the most realistic. rua would love it because it’s cute and simple, and he loves how well it fits your guy’s personalities (so cute😓)

taki: the onceler + the lorax

— is this not the most iconic costume ever? you guys would come up with the idea months in advance, and you’d order things early in order to get the costume to look perfect. taki definitely goes all out every halloween, and he would never have a bad costume

maki: blow up among us

… yeah.

— you guys would take forever trying to settle on a costume until one day you go to his house and he’s like ‘i got us a costume let me go get it!’ and you’d be like alright and he’d take like five minutes inflating it. then, he’d walk out in the stupid ass costume and you’d be like ‘are you fucking with me rn’. you guys would get hard side eyes all night but honestly, who cares!