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#toga himiko #toga #toga cosplay

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I couldn’t sleep because this was too funny @incorrect-bemorechill-quotes

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Jeremy: Is masturbating while smoking weed called masturblazing? Michael: No, it’s called highjacking. Rich: Guys, no, it’s weedwhacking. Squip: No, it’s called disappointing your mother.

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I keep thinking about how CH handles Loki now

Its like he has 0 interest in continuing his relationship with Loki. (I dont see that as a negative thing,just sayin) they killed him in the stupidest way possible with using only like 1% of his powers since 2011. And they leaving us with evil 2012 alternative Loki

From what CH said,he is not interested in bringing Loki back. I keep seeing hints he had enough of Tom outshadowing him so he & TW made Loki a punching bag in R & Thor the cool one,so that he is finally the star.

Also their relationship clearly changed somewhere in 2017. Just observe TDW promo & then we had 4 years break. Then compare photos & videos from Ragnarok promo. CH seems like colder to Tom & many noticed. If we people who dont know them personaly noticed,Tom must have too.

And that hurts.

In 2010 mcu craziness joined them,they were young & goofy,they got older yes but seems to me like they are more distant now.

Few months back both Tom & CH were at some award show & even tho they sat at the same table,no photo together. They both took pics with Chadwick & Jeff individualy,but not together.

I know this is gonna sound crazy but is CH so jealous of Loki & Tom stealing spotlight he couldnt even take pic with him? We know he doesnt want Loki back he said it…

Behind the scenes of Ragnarok - Tom is hugging him & he doesnt even take his hands out of his pockets. Or i saw video of Tom telling him how great he looks & CH didnt even look at him. During IW promo (i think it was premiere) they were asking Tom whos his fav avenger & CH kept annoyin Tom until he said Thor. Tom is polite and didnt wanna give a name but CH made him.

Its like Marvel made him one of the lead characters,he has millions of dollars & movies certain so he acts like douche. I used to like him. But somewhere around 2017 it changed.

This is why im glad if they truly separated lokis & thors ways. I hope. Cos if they keep doing what CH wants,as long as loki sticks to thor,he will be a sidekick with no powers so god forbit beloved thor isnt outshadowed anymore.

Our Loki & Tom who made him a legend & is the only one that understands him deserve better. Thor had his own frenchise & was a star in several other movies. Time for our Loki to show his quality.

On his own.

Cos he has everything he needs. Its just Marvel has to use it & not keep hiding it so other characters shine.

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Yoo

If you’re still into Hamilton please reblog!

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Welcome to my gratuitous gifset of Loki saving people.  Because that’s what heroes do.

Fandral

Thor (2011)

Jane Foster (twice)

Thor: The Dark World (2013)

Thor

Thor: The Dark World (2013)

Asgard

Thor: Ragnarok (2017)

Thor

Avengers: Infinity War (2018)

Bonus: Odin

Does it count as a save if he uses someone as bait?

Thor (2011)

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You’re a valkyrie

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asgard's ass

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I don’t know what to call this but it’s Squipemy

“Let’s play a game.”

Jeremy looked up from his laptop, seeing the Squip sitting in front of him on his bed with a smirk so wide he was almost grinning. Jeremy slowly closed his laptop, breathing out a soft sigh. Typically, when the supercomputer inside your head suggests playing a game with a smirk like that, it doesn’t turn out too well.

“Let’s hear it,” he said anyways, moving the laptop off to the side.

“I think of a state,” he began, “and you have to try to guess which one I’m thinking of.” The Squip paused, and Jeremy’s eyes went wide.

“That’s it? That’s the whole game?” He was shocked that the Squip didn’t want him to do something crazy, or get Jeremy to admit some big secret that the Squip already knew, just to embarrass him. The game Truth or Dare was practically made for the Squip, and Jeremy was really tired of him embarrassing him with that game. Or in general.

He was definitely glad it was a game as simple as “guess what I’m thinking of.”

“No,” the Squip said, his smirk somehow growing, and just like that, Jeremy’s relief vanished. “If you had let me finish, you would have heard the part where I have to take off your clothes until you guess the correct state.”

Of course.

“I’ve..I’ve heard of this game before, and I don’t think that’s how you play it,” Jeremy said.

The Squip gave a little shrug, like his making the game completely inappropriate was a total coincidence. Jeremy saw that he had no plans to change the game.

Jeremy looked away, weighing his options. If he agreed to play, he worried that the Squip might get the wrong idea, like Jeremy wanted him to take his clothes off or something.

But if he refused, the Squip might look at him as a coward, and he wanted that even less than the former.

After all, it was the Squip’s idea.

“Okay, sure,” he said finally. The Squip’s eyebrows raised.

“Okay. Come here.” He waved his hand, beckoning Jeremy closer, and Jeremy obeyed. “Better start guessing.” The Squip’s hands went to Jeremy’s feet, one finger pulling at a sock.

“Uh, Arizona.” “No.” He easily removed the sock, discarding it off the side of the bed without even a glance.

“Alaska.” The reality of what they were doing started to set in. Jeremy found himself staring at the Squip’s face. He looked so serious, like his life depended on how fast he could take off Jeremy’s sock. His eyes traced the Squip’s features - his eyes, his nose, his cheeks, his lips. His gaze lingered at his lips, then flicked back up to his eyes.

The Squip was..appealing to look at, to say the least. Jeremy didn’t know what he would call him. Handsome? That didn’t seem right.

The Squip looked up and their eyes locked, Jeremy’s breath catching in his throat. He only smiled for a few seconds, then shot Jeremy a wink.

“C-California.” Jeremy looked away quickly, feeling heat rising in his cheeks. The Squip had already taken off the other sock and his hands moved up, grabbing at Jeremy’s sweater.

“No.” He tugged off the sweater so quickly that it surprised Jeremy. It was almost like he was mad at it.

“Colorado.”

“No. Are you attempting to go in alphabetical order?”

Jeremy was only sputtering the first states that came to mind, but it sounded like it impressed the Squip, so he said “yes” anyway.

The Squip gave a little hum, tossing the sweater off to the side. “You’re not doing a very good job,” he said with a grin.

Jeremy rolled his eyes. Of course. He felt fingers tugging gently at the hem of his shirt, and quickly said, “Washington.”

“No.” Jeremy watched the Squip slip his hands under Jeremy’s shirt, and he could feel his fingers brushing gently against his stomach. He breathed in slowly, trying to calm the very obvious red on his cheeks. This game is going to be the death of me.

“The game itself cannot kill you. Unless you were to be playing it with someone who intended to kill you. I, of course, am not.”

“That’s not what I meant,” Jeremy said. He had forgotten that the Squip was in his head. He hoped the Squip hadn’t heard everything Jeremy had been thinking before. “Iowa.”

“No.” The Squip shifted so he was on his knees and he moved closer to Jeremy, his palms pressing flat against Jeremy’s stomach. Jeremy put his hands down on the bed, fingers grabbing nervously at the sheet.

“Colorado.”

“You already said that.”

“Oh. R-right. Um, Ohio.”

“No.” Jeremy felt the Squip’s hands move up his sides, sliding over his chest.

After the whole incident with the play, Jeremy had only been Squip-free for about a week before he started to hear his voice again. His Squip seemed nicer than before. He explained that Jeremy had said he wanted to get with Christine at any cost. He said he learned that what he did wasn’t right. Jeremy didn’t set a new objective, so his Squip became a sort of friend.

Jeremy had been dating Christine for two months. It was pretty much exactly how he had imagined it would be, except- he couldn’t put his finger on it exactly, but he knew something was wrong. Something was missing. There was someone else who was better for him.

So he broke up with her and explained why. She understood, of course, and they remained friends.

“Jeremy.”

His Squip’s voice brought him back to the present. He blinked quickly. “Wuh?”

“Lift up your arms.”

“O-oh.” He did what he was told and his Squip pulled off his shirt. Jeremy looked away, but he could feel his Squip’s eyes on his body. “Um, Virginia.”

“No.” Jeremy felt his Squip’s hands on his hips, pulling him closer. “Come here.” His Squip pulled him into his lap, Jeremy’s legs wrapping around his waist. Jeremy felt his face get even hotter. One of his Squip’s hands rested at his tailbone, while the other was working on unbuttoning his jeans.

“Uh..” He knew his Squip could see him staring now, but he couldn’t look away. Jeremy didn’t know what all of it meant. He didn’t know why he felt like something was wrong with Christine, he didn’t know why he got butterflies in his stomach whenever his Squip did something so small as smirk at him, he didn’t know why his Squip suggested that game, he didn’t know why his Squip had pulled him onto his lap, and he didn’t know why he loved all of it so much.

But he did know that there was no way he could have romantic feelings for a supercomputer. A pill. A voice in his head.

Right?

“Brooklyn,” he finally got out. His Squip raised an eyebrow, smiling.

“Brooklyn is not a state.”

Jeremy flushed with embarrassment. Since when was Brooklyn not a state?

“If I didn’t know any better, I might think that you’re trying to get me to take your clothes off,” his Squip said in a playful tone, unzipping Jeremy’s jeans. Jeremy shifted a bit in his lap, moving his hands to his Squip’s chest.

“N-Nebraska.”

“No.” He pulled Jeremy’s jeans past his hips.

Jeremy let out a big huff. “Seriously? I must have gone through all the states in America at this point.”

His Squip feigned a look of surprise. “Oh, you thought I meant states you can visit?” He gave Jeremy’s jeans a few quick tugs, pulling them down to his knees.

Jeremy’s eyes went wide as he realized what he was saying, and his Squip grinned. “Oh my god. Gas, liquid, solid,” he said quickly, and his Squip released his jeans.

“Good job, Jeremy, you beat the game,” he said casually. Jeremy shot him a glare.

“You’re a jerk.” His Squip only chuckled, so for good measure, Jeremy added, “I hate you.”

“I’m sure you do,” he said sarcastically. “Oh, also, there’s a rule I forgot to mention. At the end of the game, any articles of clothing that had started to be removed during the game are removed.”

Jeremy narrowed his eyes. “You’re making that up.”

His Squip only smiled and went back to tugging at his jeans until he pulled them all the way off, discarding them in a pile on the floor with Jeremy’s shirt and socks.

They looked at each other, and both fell silent. Jeremy looked away, trying not to think about how he was almost naked, sitting in his supercomputer’s lap.

It was a hard situation to avoid.

Jeremy looked back at his Squip, who had never looked away in the first place, and their eyes met again. Jeremy swallowed thickly.

I want to kiss him.

The thought came suddenly. It was surprising, but it wasn’t unwelcome.

“Go ahead.”

Jeremy’s eyes went wide. “Wh..what?”

“You want to kiss me,” his Squip said. “I said ‘go ahead’.” Jeremy watched him with a look of suspicion. He said it so casually, Jeremy wouldn’t have been surprised if it was a joke. “Trust me.”

He did trust him.

Jeremy took a deep breath and grabbed his Squip’s collar, pulling him closer and pressing their lips together. He kissed back immediately. His lips were warm and soft, and they reminded Jeremy of Christine. But there was something about his kiss with his Squip that was better than the kisses he had had with Christine.

He felt arms move around his waist and a tongue brush against his lip. Jeremy quickly opened his mouth and his Squip slipped his tongue past his lips. One of his Squip’s hands moved to his front, running up Jeremy’s chest.

That’s what it was. Excitement.

Jeremy pulled away after a couple more seconds, panting softly.

His Squip smiled. “See, aren’t you glad I suggested that game?”

Jeremy opened his mouth to shoot him some snarky remark, but instead, he decided on saying, “Yeah. We should do it again sometime.”

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Reblog if Loki.

ONLY BECAUSE LOKI.

FOREVER LOKI.

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My soulmate brings my color

It’s another normal boring day in my life. I know what you’re probably thinking, ‘Really? Another teenager with no clue what she’s doing in life!’ Well let me tell you when I say boring, I mean my life has no color, literally. I can’t see color, not until my first touch with my soulmate. My mom, Ione (I-own), is always telling me how it felt when she first touched Robert, my dad, how the color just exploded into existence around her, how beautiful it was, the look they shared, knowing that had finally found THE one. I often dream how I’ll meet mine. Will it be a brush as we walk by each other, will he catch me when I trip? I sigh dreamily, standing up to gaze out my window, into the night. 'If only the day we met would come faster,’ I think to myself, laying down and falling asleep, dreaming of the day we meet

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Ok, in Sherlock, you know how Sherlock asks John to punch him and then afterwards the 'remember I was a soldier, I killed people.' And Sherlock responds 'you were a doctor!' And back to John 'I had bad days!' What if Johns referring to days he couldn't save the men in his care and he blames himself for their deaths???

#sherlock #john watson

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Me ranting at someone who doesn't like Harry Potter.

But why? It's amazing. He's not the bad guy he's actually trying to keep you on the broom stick, oh no Ginny's gone and Tom riddles alive! Oh no the Prisoner of Azkaban is after me and my teachers a werewolf. Oh no I've got to fight dragons and that one dudes dead oh wait he's a vampire now! Oh come on I don't want to write I must not tell lies again go and get attack by those horse men (centaurs). What?! You can split your soul and dumbles is dead?!? YAY we destroyed the hourcux and can kill voldie! YAY I'm back alive and I Killed him but lupin and SNAPE are dead oh no!

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