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arinrowan  asked:

So your Bruce says that turtles cannot be trusted. What is the rationale behind this anti-turtle rhetoric? Does it involve the teenage mutant ninja turtles? His love of frogs?

Adia inspected an animal enclosure with narrowed eyes. “I’m going to find an animal you like if it kills me,” she declared.

“That seems excessive.” Bruce stood near the register, out of the way of the women exploring the store.

“What about chinchillas?” Yvonne suggested.

“They have people hands.”

“Is that a no?”

“People hands are for people.”

“What about a guinea pig?” suggested Cora.

“What is your pig obsession. No. People hands and people mouths. The objectively worst rodent.”

“Ferrets,” threw out Yvonne, though there were none in the store.

“Ambulatory tube socks.”

“These all seem really high-maintenance,” Adia admitted with a sigh.

“They’re living things and you can barely take care of yourself.” Bruce tilted his head to look at Rex behind the counter. “Don’t sell her anything.”

“You got it, little dude.”

“I’m taller than you.”

Rex shrugged. His ponytail, a smoky gray, was halfway down his back.

“What’s the cactus of animals?” Yvonne asked.

“Adia killed her cactus,” Bruce reminded her.

“I didn’t know you were supposed to water them!” Adia protested. “I thought that was, like. The whole point.”

“You’re not helping your case.”

“What about a turtle?” asked Cora.

“Yeah!” Adia touched the shell of a turtle in an interactive enclosure. “What about this turtle?”

“I hate it.”

“No you don’t,” Adia scoffed.

“You can’t tell me what to hate.”

“Why would you hate him?”

“Its ribcage is on the outside. It’s unnatural.”

“It’s perfectly natural for a turtle!”

“That’s what they want you to think. It’s obscene.”

“It’s a harmless shellbaby.”

“It’s a menace to society.”

Adia huffed, retreating toward Cora and Yvonne to regroup.

“Since when do you hate turtles?” Rex asked.

“Since just now.”

“You still got a real weird stubborn streak, little dude,” Rex said with a shake of his head, coming out from behind the counter. “I know what’ll cheer you up.”

“I’m already extremely cheerful.”

“Uh-huh.” Rex pulled a rosy boa gently out of her tank, 32 inches long and striped orange and white. “Guess who’s here to see you, Alice?”

“Don’t wake her up on my account.”

“You know she’ll never forgive me if I let you leave without a kiss.”

Bruce held out a hand obligingly, and Alice slid around his fingers. He held her up to his face, and she darted her tongue at his nose. “Hello, Alice.” She stretched out toward the collar of his shirt. “I see you’re as forward as ever.”

“Turtles are a menace, but snakes are fine?” Yvonne teased.

“Alice is a fine young lady. Comparisons to turtles are uncalled for.” Alice had wrapped around the back of his neck beneath his shirt. “You know,” he said to Rex, “if you really wanted to cheer me up, you’d let Monty out for a walk.”

“Bring some male models next time and I’ll think about it.”


Originally posted by out-in-the-open

Paring: SamxReader, Adamxfriend!reader
Word count: 3,169
Warnings: Swearing

Part 8 of Chocolate Cupcakes

In all honesty, you wanted that kiss. Fuck, did you ever. But…Sam just got a divorce. He just found out that Jess had been cheating on him. He’d had a hell of a day. There was no way in hell he was thinking straight. You teared up, wishing you’d opted for the damn phone with voice texting. It would have to wait though. You had to text Sam, tell him you were sorry, but you didn’t think that he wanted you like that- he just wanted to get out the stress of the day. Fuck, that sounds terrible. But, it wasn’t like you could tell him that yeah, you wanted him, but you felt like you’d be a rebound. No matter what you said, or did, it would be very awkward tomorrow.

Do I call her? Should I text her? What the fuck was I thinking, I shouldn’t have done that.’ I probably just scared her away. He stood in the open doorway slowly banging his head off the door. He shut and locked the door, walking back to his office, he would send an email to Charlie letting her know that he was going to work from home tomorrow. He also let her know that he needed to go before a judge by Tuesday morning, so that he could file the paperwork for custody, to stop Jess from being able to pick them up on Wednesday. He also made a mental note, to start looking for another nanny, because he was an idiot.

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Touch It- Part 11

Finally here! This one is longer than the others and kind of intense! I hope you enjoy it babes! Btw, I think Touch It is coming to an end… Not a lot of chapters left, so be ready! ily


Word count: 2.4K

Warnings: bit of violence, angst

(Y/N)s POV

Looking at the ceiling you sigh. You’ve been laying on this bed the whole night and you just slept two hours more or less. Feliks’ has been really gentle to you. He gave you clean clothes and showed you to your bathroom. But no matter what happens, your heart still hurts like hell. You can’t get out of your mind how hurt Bucky looked.

You keep imagining what the hell is he doing now. Does he hate you? Did he believe every word you said to him? You surely hope not. A loud sound makes you get up of the bed. The room is still really dark, the sun has barely come out. You open the door of your room slowly and step outside, looking at the hallway. Feliks comes out of a room, and he looks angry.

“What happened?” You try to sound serious and mad and Feliks looks at you with his eyebrow raised.

“Nothing you need to care about.”

“Since you got me here kidnapped, I want to know what is going on.” You clench your fists and see how he slowly makes his way to you.

“Sweetheart, curiosity is going to get you killed.”

“That’s my problem.” You give him a challenging look.

Feliks sighs and rolls his eyes at you.

“Nothing important really happened.”

“Well, you sure seemed pretty mad for nothing important.” You arch your brow at him, a proud smirk on your face.

“Don’t be so cocky, you’re on my territory now.”

“I can still beat your ass.” You look up at his eyes and he furrows his brows, like he is deciding if he should tell you. “Is this about them?”

“No.” Feliks steps back. “This is not about The Avengers. Don’t worry, you’re not getting out of here any time soon.”

Feliks smirks at you and turns around. Your jaw clenches at his words but you enter your room and close the door behind you. Sitting on the bed you play with your fingers. Maybe they won’t ever come to get you, maybe they all hate you for what you did, maybe you never see them again.


Steve and Natasha are on the meeting room. It’s five in the morning and everyone is asleep. Nat is sitting on the chair in front of the big computer, while Steve is behind her with his arms crossed over his chest. They’ve been here for an hour and they still have nothing on (Y/N). Maybe it’s true, maybe she did left because she was just ashamed of the way she acted. Nat’s fingers move quickly across the keyboard, but Steve just sighs feeling tired.

“Nat, I don’t think we are going to find anything. She probably left because she realized what she did was wrong.”

“Just give me half an hour, I’m gonna find her.”

“Nat, seriously, you need to sleep.”

“I told you I’m not leaving, Steve. If you want to go to sleep, that’s okay. But I’m not moving until I find her.”

Steve walks until he is behind her and stares at the bright screen.

It’s been twenty minutes and they still have nothing on (Y/N), but they are not willing to give up anytime soon. Nat stops her hands and looks back at Steve with her eyebrows furrowed.

“What? You found something?” Steve talks fast to Nat, wanting to know what she has in mind.

“No, not exactly. But what if she didn’t leave because of what happened with Bucky? What if she left for something else? Maybe she’s not alone right now, Steve.” The super soldier looks at her with his eyebrows furrowed.

Steve takes a few seconds before his expression softens, turning from confusion to panic. He looks at Nat, his eyes wide open.

“Feliks.” It comes out of a mumble, but the red head hears it perfectly, nodding at Steve’s word.

Before Nat can come back to the computer, the door bursts open. They both turn around scared and ready to fight, but they relax when they see it’s Bucky.

“What are you guys doing? It’s five thirty in the morning.” Bucky groans, but Steve and Nat can tell that he was not asleep during all this time.

“Nothing, pal. We were just checking some things of the last mission. Go back to bed, you need to sleep, Buck.”

“I can’t.” Bucky looks down at the floor, sadness washing over him. “Not without her.”

Nat and Steve look at him with compassion. It’s been almost two days since Bucky and (Y/N) fought and Steve had never seen his best friend like this.

“I’m not an idiot, guys. I know you aren’t checking the mission reports.” Bucky looks up at his best friend and then at Nat. “Where is she? Is she okay?”

“Bucky, don’t do this to yourself.” Nat warns him, trying to cover the screen with her body.

“Steve, please, I need to know if she’s okay.” Bucky looks at his best friend with pleading eyes.

“Steve…” Nat voice warns him, but it’s too late.

“We don’t know where she is, Buck. But we might have something.” Steve looks at Bucky and then at the floor, hearing Nat sigh loudly behind him.

“We think she’s with Feliks.”

“What?” Bucky’s body tenses when he hears the name, looking directly at Nat. “We already checked all of the places where she could have been, but there was nothing. We even checked Hydra. He is our last chance to find her.”

“Let’s go.” Bucky approaches Nat, sitting by her side.

After more than an hour, Nat’s face lights up at the only clue they got tonight.

“Guys, I found something.” The two super soldiers look directly at the screen, nervousness filling their bodies. “So, that mansion we were in on our last mission involving Feliks? It was completely destroyed. But, there’s these other house. It looks a lot like the one that blew up and it belongs to someone called Jerome Garner. Turns out, that was the name of Feliks’ dad. I think we should really check it.”

“What are we waiting for?” Bucky gets up and walks towards the door, only to be stopped by a hand on his shoulder.

“Buck, are you sure about these?” Steve looks at him, his mouth forming a thin line.

“Excuse me?” Bucky seems pissed at his friend’s words.

“Nat, can you leave us alone for one moment, please?”

“Sure, Steve. I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.”

After Nat abandons the room, Steve look at his best friend again.

“Bucky, what if she’s not there?”

“Then we keep looking.”

“I hate to be the one telling you this, but she told you how she felt about you. And she made it really clear.”

“I don’t care.” Bucky is angry at Steve. He has no right to be telling him this.

“I do, Buck. Because you’re going to get your hopes up for nothing. Stay on the tower for this one, I’ll make sure she’s safe. You’ve been awake for two days, it’s too dangerous to send you out on the field right now.”

“Steve, I’m not a kid anymore. I know what I’m doing and what I’m putting myself into. I don’t care if she doesn’t love me, because I love her, and I will make sure she’s safe, even if that means getting myself killed.” Bucky looks at Steve one last time before leaving the meeting room to go to his dorm.

Steve walks to the kitchen with a worried expression.

“He really does love her, huh?” Nat’s voice fills Steve’s ears and he looks up at her.

“Yes, he does.”

“He’s coming with us, isn’t he?”

“Yeah, I tried to convince him to stay in the tower, but he is so stubborn.”

“He just wants to know that wherever she is, she’s safe.”

“I know, Nat. But what is going to happen after that? Okay, let’s say we find her and save her from Feliks, what’s next? Bucky is just going to see her and then watch her leave him all over again?”

“You got a point and I agree with you, but it’s Bucky’s choice. We can’t do anything else.”

Steve sighs again and heads back to his room to try and have some sleep. He doesn’t like the idea of Bucky seeing (Y/N) again, but Nat is right. It’s Bucky’s choice, not his. Laying on the mattress, Steve closes his eyes and tries to sleep. He will have to prepare the whole plan and it exhausts him just to think about it. But he needs to know that (Y/N) is safe.

The Avengers enter the quinjet in silence. The tension fills the airplane but no one dares to talk. The plan is really clear, but not knowing what they will face it’s driving the team insane. The ride there it’s long, really long. Finally, they arrive at the location and slowly start to walk to the mansion.

“Be ready.” The Cap mutters slowly.

(Y/N)s POV

Feliks enters into your room with a crazy look on his face. Scared, you look at him and before you can react he grabs you by your forearm, taking you with him. You try to fight him and eventually you kick his stomach, making him bend in pain, but he never lets go of your forearm. Feliks ignores the pain and keeps walking, going down some stairs and finally throwing you into a little room. You kick him again and before you can realize what’s happening, he throws a punch at you. Feliks hits your jaw with full force, making you stumble and fall back into the ground. You groan at the pain and rub your jaw with your hand. Looking around the room still a little bit dizzy, you see there are just four walls and a little light hanging off the ceiling. The room is full of dust and you can feel the humidity. A shiver runs down your spine and you get up to try and open the door, failing miserably. Hugging your body with your arms you sigh and stay quiet, trying to hear something.

A sound startles you and you hold your breath for a second. You can hear the sound of guns hitting the walls and you close your eyes. The thought of The Avengers being here makes you shiver again. You don’t know if you are ready to face them, to face Bucky. But what you know is that if Feliks sees you again with him, he is going to kill him.

The sound of heavy footsteps makes you look at the door with fear. You can hear how someone is punching the door to try and get it open and, finally, the door bursts open revealing the person behind it. You feel your mouth go dry and your heart starts to beat at a really fast pace. Bucky’s blue eyes look at you and you can see that he is broken. You stay still, not knowing what to do. Bucky approaches you, holding his hand up for you to take it, but you don’t move. You know that the moment his hand touch yours, you will be done.

“C’mon, (Y/N).” Bucky begs you and you feel your heart shatter at his voice.

“Don’t do this.” You quietly mumble, looking into his beautiful eyes. He furrows his brows, sadness washing over his features.

“Shut up.”

“I’m serious, I can handle it on my own.”

“That’s why we have to come here and save your ass?” Bucky is no longer holding up his hand, instead he is looking at you with anger and disappointment.

“I never asked you to come here. But now I’m asking you to leave.”

“I’m not leaving without you.”

“That’s your problem.” You look at him dead in the eye and Bucky sighs.

He quickly takes your hand, dragging you with him. Your whole body panics at the thought of Feliks killing him and you know you need to convince him to let you handle this alone. This is your problem, not his.

“Bucky just stop! I don’t want you to save me, okay?” Your voice is loud, but you feel like you can’t control it. All the anger, frustration and sadness of these past days are coming out. You stop abruptly making Bucky turn around to look at you. “I’m just good on my own! I broke your heart! You are supposed to hate me not to worry about me! Can’t you make things easier and let me go? Why the fuck did you even come?!”

“Because I love you!” He cuts you off screaming. “I love you, (Y/N). I. Love. You. Can’t you just get it? I’m here because I want to and I know you could have probably handled this on your own, but the single thought of you not being completely safe made me mad. I care for you, I care for you so fucking much. You broke my heart, but there’s nothing you can do or say that will ever make me hate you, because I’m in love with you and I want to be with you forever. And I’m here like some fucking idiot listening to you telling me how wrong I am when all I want to do is kiss you and hold you and fucking love you but you just won’t let me, right? Because it’s you the one who can’t make things fucking easier, (Y/N)!” Bucky takes a deep breath and you look at him astonished.

You can see his eyes looking behind you and then he starts walking to your direction, only to pass by you like if you weren’t there. You look over your shoulder to see the whole team staring at Bucky and then at you. Biting your lip, your turn your head around when you feel a pair of arms on your shoulders. Nat stands by your side and you know she can see and feel how your whole body is trembling.

“You didn’t mean all those things that you said to Bucky back in the tower, right?” You look at her and take a deep breath, but before you can answer you feel the tears running down your cheeks.

Quickly, the silence of the hallway is replaced by your sobs and Nat hugs you, letting you stain with your tears her combat suit. She rubs your head with her hand, trying to calm you down.

“We’re taking her back to the tower, we’re done here.”


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So my hiatus failed lol - a Lucidlucy saga:

Lol. Uhm. I have too many people on here I talk to daily and too many cool things I want to look at and this place dragged me back like a magnet so uh… Official “hi I’m back!”

So I guess that means I should take the time to tell everyone thank you for the messages you’ve sent me and for being generally glorious people. Also thanks to all the people that have come out of the woodworks on AO3 to tell me they’re new readers, or that they’re just enjoying the latest update, or in some cases are even on their second read (which is insane and mind-blowing to me).

While I AM back for the general shits and giggles on tumblr though, I’m going to be waiting about another week or so before any of my fics get updated. I spent a bunch of time writing for the polyamory BB (which I am soooooo excited about guys!) and uh, carpal tunnel is a bitch. So I’m letting my wrist relax for a bit before I update any fics.

In the meantime though I’ll be putting together a fic rec list for you guys of what I’ve been enjoying and reading lately! (Reylo/reylux), but that’ll be once I hop on a computer :)

thank you all for the massive amounts of love lately and for embracing my newbie writing. You guys make fandom fun to be in!



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anonymous asked:

I adore your little creatures and the words that accompany them. I intend to get one tattooed someday, but I think it will take time to decide which. Maybe someday I could ask you to help me. Wonderful work.

Here are some of the times it has happened.  I can be guilty of not fully allowing for the things that other people do in response to what I do here.  My involvement can seem unlikely, do you see?  But these things I keep close, and I consider heavy, and I like these pinked creatures for what they did and do. 

Let me know of you when you do it.

Tagged by @theblogwithoutfear!!! Thanks!! And sorry for the long wait. I’ve had a busy week. 

Name: Jenna

Nickname: Jen, JJ, Jenny (weird I know but that’s what my niece calls me sometimes)

Gender: Female

Star sign: Scorpio

Birthday: November 10th

Relationship status: 💕 In a relationship 💕

Pets: None

Height: 5′1″

Favorite color: Purple

Average hours of sleep: Usually 8, but I haven’t been sleeping well lately, so it’s probably around 7 or less now. 

Lucky number: 10

Last thing I googled: Viola (the instrument–yes I’m a nerd)

Number of blankets I sleep under: one or two

Met a celebrity: Sadly, no.

Favorite fictional character(s): Hinata Hyuga, Ino Yamanaka, Kakashi Hatake, Orihime Inoue, Renji Abarai, Ichigo Kurosaki, Toshiro Hitsugaya, Jushiro Ukitake, Yoruichi Shihoin, Nel Tu, Gray Fullbuster, Cana Alberona, Sesshomaru, Sango, Zero Kiryu, Rin Okumura, L Lawliet, Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Katniss Everdeen, Finnick Odair, Peeta Mellark, Barry Allen/The Flash, Clark Kent/Superman, Oliver Queen/The Arrow, Lois Lane, Caitlin Snow, Felicity Smoak, Iris West, Peter Parker/Spiderman, Gwen Stacy, Mary Jane Watson, Steve Rogers/Captain America, and there’s soooo many more I could write you a whole book about my favorite characters alone. 

Favorite book(s): The Harry Potter series, The Hunger Games series, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight, The Fault in Our Stars, The Guardian, A Walk to Remember, Rescue Me, The Best of Me, Anne of Green Gables series, Treasure Island, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, The Girl in The Ice, Getting over Garrett Delaney, Carry On, Fangirl, The LOTR series, The Hobbit, etc. I could probably write a whole book about my favorite books too. 

Favorite band(s): Nickelback (don’t judge, I still love them <3) One Republic, Maroon 5, Breaking Benjamin, Good Charlotte, The Calling, Imagine Dragons, The Lumineers, Of Monsters and Men, Lady Antebellum, Creed, Green Day, Oasis, Matchbox 20, Default, etc (and I know some of these bands are broken up and stuffs, but oh well). My taste in music and books and such is all over the place. Don’t ask XD  

Also–does a high school marching band count, or…..???

Song stuck in my mind right now: Blue and Green Music by Samuel R. Hazo

Last movie I watched: Suicide Squad (soooo glad I finally watched it!)

Last show I watched: The Walking Dead

Last song I listened to: Blue and Green Music by Samuel R. Hazo (it’s really good XD y’all should listen to it if you don’t mind listening to intrumentals XD) 

Dream trip: Probably going to London or Japan.

Dream job: Not sure, honestly. 

What am I wearing right now: A plain black t-shirt and jeans

Time right now: 9:32 p.m. (CT)

When did you create your blog: No idea, tbh. Don’t know how to check either and I’m too lazy to do so right now. 

Current amount of followers: 247

What do you post about: Mostly IchiHime and Bleach stuff lately. But I also post other anime stuffs, Harry Potter stuffs, DC comics stuffs, and just random posts I agree with and stuffs :3 

Do you have any other blogs: Just my side blog @kawaii-strawberry-sama

When did your blog reach it’s “peak” (when did you get more followers, have a popular post, etc..) : I gues a couple months after I joined. I started posting more IH stuff and then I posted some long rant called “Why Orihime Is Important”. I think that’s when I got a lot of followers. 

Do you get asks on a daily basis: Nope especially not now since I’ve turned off anonymous asks

Why did you choose your url: Well I like “kawaii” stuff and I like nutella and I’m a senpai to a few people sooooo….. XD I figured…why not (plus it was the only one I could come up with that was available)??

Lemonade or tea: Well I guess if I HAVE to choose……lemonade.

Cats or dogs: Why not both???

Coke or Pepsi: Coke

Day or night: Why not both???

Text or call: Text

Make up or au naturel: Natural

Light or dark hair: ???? Is this about what I like in a person, or….??? If so, again, why not both?

Shorter or taller: Again ???? But I prefer my boys tall. Like, a lot taller. A LOT. I have some kind of height fetish I swear to freaking Aizen. Seriously, if you’re a 6′0″+ dude, I will most likely have some weird attraction to you. 

Intelligence or attraction: Why not both???

City or country: Country

Tag 20 followers you wish to know better: Uhhhh idek if I’ll be able to name 20 tbh (I know I’m a terrible person) but okay~ @zamekisu, @saint-orihime, @strawberryhime-art, @strawberry-lover, @scarlet–despair, @futureblackpolitician, @taichourukia, @kratosspartanandgod, @bbr7000, @theheavenlyfb (XD cause why not?), @baddestbitchofcolor,  @ichihimeisfuckingcanon, @candyloverh2o, @neverlandvibes, @disneyglittersparkles, @fallingforkonoha, @stydiasnowbarrylucaya, @millaxjude, @orihimesbankai, @flippinbananas, @kokoro-beat, and @curieousdreamer!!! Y’all don’t have to do this, fyi. 

That’s a little over 20 but whatever~! If any of my other followers wants to do this, feel free to do so~! 

Thanks again, @theblogwithoutfear!!!

anonymous asked:

what did we do to deserve you I mean really you're a gift a wonder a precious little thing that needs to be protected

What did I do to deserve YOU?

hotaru2m  asked:


NO NO I love to do these things! Nobody is forcing me, I promise! I just love pocket-army’s followers so much and I appreciate everyone who follows us a lot, so that’s why I keep doing these events for you all :))


Originally posted by tbhobi

You are too sweet, I am actually old tho haha //sobbbing. Adulting sucksss pls enjoy your youth, baby! 

♥︎Admin K

Shitty is kinda...well.....shitty

I know he is supposed to be that white guy. you know the one. but like, he just irks me and so i’m going to talk about it. because it turns out Shitty is really shitty when people come out to him. that’s right , we’re going all the way back Bitty’s first year.

So Shitty at first is really great but then they start talking and Bitty talks about how his experience with sports teams has been bad and high school was hell before he moved. it’s here that Shitty starts being not so great

“…I didn’t know what y’ll would do”
“for fuck’s sake did you think we were gonna beat you up or something” 
“I know, I know~”
“Jesus Christ, we’re your fucking TEAMMATES! your friends! Ransom and Holster literally spend half their lives looking out for you ~~ on the ice AND OFF. and jack does too, though the guy hates to admit it”

The reason i have a problem with this exchange is it makes bitty feel guilty about using his past experiences to navigate his life. he just all but told shitty that if he had come out in highschool on a sports team that is what would happen. and honestly Bitty has every right to be terrified. “one in four maybe more” or not he’s on a sports team, an all male sports team and if you know anything about sports culture in America, I don’t care what school you’re going to, being gay on an all male sports team is going to be terrifying. 

Bitty’s fears aren’t just fears based on nothing (though if they were they would still be valid) they are rooted in experience and evidence from all over the country. How many times have you heard of athletes locker’s being vandalized with the F-slur, or you know just gay athletes having a rough time with their team in general.  

Shitty is making bitty feel bad about being worried about himself. I’m not saying Shitty is the reason that Bitty puts others first. but look at what Shitty is doing here. he’s telling Bitty that he should have know nothing bad would happen. that his past experiences mean nothing because they are his friends and his teammates as if Bitty hasn’t had friends or teammates before that would do something horrible if they found out. Sure Rand and Holster look out of him but they are also trying to set him up with a girl so maybe if he doesn’t want to go to Winter Screw with a girl, maybe if he tells them he wants to take a boy they’ll change. how should he know? he’s never come out to anyone before? he just knows that they have his back so long as they think he’s straight and everything he knows says that changes when they know he’s gay. 

Shitty didn’t mean to make Bitty feel about his reasoning. but he still did. and in three years he still hasn’t grown he’s still that socially conscious white cis straight guy. we saw it at the Kegster, we saw it in 3.9 he’s stuck. and i just….don’t like him. 


Gif source:  James

Imagine being Warpath’s boyfriend and telekinetic and training in the danger room and almost destroying the room when he calls you ‘baby boy’ in front of the team.

——— Request for anon ———

You could still hear his laughter when it was all over, turning you to turn on your heel to glare at him, trying to keep yourself in check while you stalked his way, hearing the professor sigh mournfully, “Looks like the room is going to need some maintenance.”

“Come here,” you growl, gripping a still-chuckling Warpath’s arm to tug him away from the rest of the team who had watched you lose control of your powers in the instant he had used his pet name on you. “You can’t do that!”

“What? Did I distract you?” James smiles, “I could help you work on your concentration, baby boy.”


Chapter 7

So&So followed Ashley through the house, hearing the faint sound of dishes being set on a table and glasses clinking. He was soon, however, left in the middle of the dinning room, surrounded by a small flurry of activity. One boy, who the deputy had never seen in anything other than swimming trunks, ran past him carrying a large bowl of spaghetti noodles followed by Milo, whose rat sat proudly on his shoulder. However, this rat was different than the others, a bit bigger and a dark black rather than the grey So&So was used to seeing. Just how many pets did the kid have?

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