I’ve seen so many people freak out after the whole “I think he needs someone who is self-assured and knows herself, so that he can kind of become that same person and know himself”,which personally I found really stupid.
Like remember before season 1 came out and they kept referring to Pidge as a boy with he/him pronouns and then before season 3 came out it was “Allura isn’t lion material yet.” They used female pronouns because they can’t spoil anything for us. IT’S THEIR JOBS.
Besides if anything, their usage of she/her pronouns probably means Lance’s love interest will most definitely not be female.
And we know that we’re getting romance and also that it is slowburn. If it’s gonna be a slowburn, the Lance’s love interest has to be from the team, because they are whom lance interacts with the most.
And it’s definitely not Pidge, she’s A CHILD. HIS BABY SIBLING.
It might be Allura except:
“he will end up at the opposite of where he was at the start of the show”
I don’t think y’all have forgotten that Allura happened to be the one he was chasing in the beginning of the show. That’s changed now. He thinks of her a family member now. And while the ship is really cute in fanon, it doesn’t really have enough canon support. Allura has never once shown romantic interest in Lance (aromantic/aroflux Allura hints anyone? I feel it fits her character).
So it’s definitely not a girl. In fact the way Lauren put it, if it were a girl, Lauren would be more careful with the pronouns.
Now remember THE OTHER stuff they said:
“Lance needs someone who’s self assured”
Sounds awful lot like *cough* Keith *cough* to me…
BTS reaction to them seeing you sleeping with a stuffed animal they got you
Jin would be extremely happy. He got you a nice, fluffy, light pink bear. He wasn’t exactly sure if you would like it, so when he saw you cuddling it, he would have a smile 1000 miles wide. He took a picture or two before he couldn’t take it any more “I’m so glad you like it. I’ll be sure to get you more in the future, cutie.” He’d whisper to himself before tucking you in more.
Yoongi would be extremely flustered by how much you liked his simple gift. He got you a cute Kumamon since you both loved the cute brown bear. He knew it would make you smile so he couldn’t resist getting it for you. He found you asleep on the couch waiting for him to get home from practice. “Aw… at least you can cuddle him while you’re waiting for me.”
He would be extremely happy and excited! He would get you a nice little cat plushy. He would come back from the store to find you asleep while watching the tv. He would squeak a bit, take a few pictures of how cute you were and plop down next to you. “Wakey wakey, baby girl! I see you like the kitty I got you! What if I said I got you another one?” Hobi would grin pulling out another stuffed animal just to spoil you.
He would just have a wide smile looking at you sleeping with the Ryan he got you in his arms. You would always steal his so he got you a big Ryan bear to cuddle with when he couldn’t be around. You were laying in the middle of the floor, having fell asleep on whatever you were working on. Namjoon would scoop you up, lay you in bed and kiss your forehead. “You’re so precious. I just love you, babe” he’d lay the bear beside you and wait for you to wake up.
Jimin bought you so many stuffed animals you couldn’t ever pick which one to snuggle with. Jimin just loved to spoil you with anything you could ever ask for. You picked up a teddy bear, a tiger, and a little dolphin. He came in with a big smile. “Hey! Jagi!!” He’d say, as he burst into the room. Jimin realized you were asleep and noticed all the stuffed toys in your arms. “Aw…. you’re so cute!!!!” He smiled happily at you happily.
Tae would also spoil you with so many gifts. Clothes, shoes, stuffed animals, flowers. You name it, he’ll get it for you. He came in to see you snuggling with a soft velvet looking horse. He would laugh and take as many pictures of you as he could before you woke up. “Ahhhhh!!! You’re so cute! Go back to bed so I can get more cute pictures!”
Jungkook would just glance at you without realizing you had the black bunny he got you when you two started dating in your arms. He looked at you again, and ran his hands through your hair slowly. When he sees the bunny in your arms, he would smile so wide with a little blush. “You like that bunny a lot, don’t you, sweetie? That makes me really happy.”
Thank you @joeynihil for letting me use the Cody gif :D
Summery: Brett goes out of his way to make you blush or shy but he goes too far.
Warnings: sex, 18+ gif under cut
“Brett’s coming?” You asked when your friend finished
listing off the people she’d invited.
“It’s a party to celebrate the team winning all their games
so far… why wouldn’t I invite Brett?” She asked, glancing at you in the mirror
as she put her makeup on, frowning when she looked over the jeans and t-shirt
you were wearing.
“Well… because he’s kind of a jerk.” You mumbled, playing
with your fingers as you scuffed your feet on the foot of her bed.
guys last night I had a dream that I became Spider-Girl but instead of spending the whole dream being lit and excited and swinging around kicking some ass like…I was just super distressed over what bra to wear? I was like “am I gonna have to just wear sports bras 24/7 now??? Those are so unflattering on me! But my regular bras would be AWFUL to wear for heavy physical activity, that’s the whole reason sports bras were made in the first place. A bralette could be a nice middle ground, but they’re also super cute and I don’t want them to get destroyed in a particularly bad fight!’ and like for a good majority of this dream I had this ENITRE inner monologue/freakout over it WHILST trying to change into my costume in a moving vehicle and when I finally got everything sorted out I tried to pull the mask on only to go ‘oh FUCK my hair!' and that’s the story of the time a city was almost destroyed because it took me too long to get changed and even though I did save the day in the dream I woke up clutching my boobs in mild panic
Notes: fluff, tattooing, some angst, smut (m/m and m/m/f), some vague hinting to a troubled past, swearing, alcohol
Summary: Living their dream, Bucky and Steve run their tattoo shop ‘American Ink’ together, happily married for several years and business is going well. When a girl walks into their shop and inevitably into their lives right after they’ve received some exciting news, they have no idea how their lives are about to change with some harmless but straight-forward flirting.
A/N: The way Bucky and Steve met is cute, okay? I think it’s adorable.
“So, what’s up with you and the tattoo dude?” Clint says around a mouth full of pizza, spilling cheese on his shirt. He looks down, lower lip pushed out in a pout. “Aw, cheese”
“Real charming, Barton” Y/N rolls her eyes, throwing the hand towel at him that she saves especially for these occasions. “And there’s nothing going on, if you hadn’t noticed,” she puts the crust of her pizza slice back on her plate and sets it aside, “he’s married to that other ‘tattoo dude’, Steve”
Clint shrugs, “There’s couples who do that”
Y/N furrows her brow, only acting to be oblivious. “Do what?”
“Add a third party to the-.. well, party” Clint takes another bite, miraculously avoiding spilling more cheese, yet still looking like a bum as he slouches low on the couch.
summary: you decide to wear one of peter’s shirts for picture day, causing nothing but cute fluff between you and you’re beautiful boyfriend.
warnings: LOTS of fluff, you know what it isssss :’)
“Why don’t I have at least one cute thing in my closet?” you whined in annoyance after throwing another piece of clothing on the ground. Picture day was by far your least favorite day of the year, and that’s exactly what today was. The struggle of your hair not being frizzy, to finding the perfect outfit - it was the worst day, a day that should not exist. Every year you had a horrible picture that was plastered in the yearbook forever, making you a lot more insecure about your appearance than you were before. You were far from photogenic. It didn’t help that your mom felt obligated to buy the picture every single year and framing them in the living room as if it were some masterpiece.
Eyes scanning your closet, nearly losing all hope and thinking why don’t i just say i’m sick and skip school, you land on the perfect shirt. You borrowed your boyfriend Peter’s clothes often, loving the sweet scent they had, hardly ever feeling lonely when wearing them. You had at least 4 of his sweatshirts and t-shirts, all of them stolen which led to you getting texts saying: ‘babe did u take my red hoodie????? I can’t find it.’
His red flannel was by far your favorite. It was the first article of clothing that you ever borrowed of his, being very special to you - you stole it. He literally doesn’t know why half his damn wardrobe is missing. Such a clueless, sweet boy.
“Perfect.” You smiled, holding the article of clothing to your chest, taking in the scent of your boyfriend, and put on the flannel, not even thinking that Peter would notice. It won’t make a difference, you thought.
“Oh, my god, i look horrible.” you exclaim, holding your new ID card that had your picture displayed on it, walking out of the cafeteria where picture day took place. It was by far the worst picture you have ever taken. Your hair gotten frizzy due to the gloomy weather, eyebrows looked wonky, and you absolutely hated the way your smile looked. I swear the flannel was going to help. It definitely did not help. Why is my life so messy, like my hair.
“You look fine, dude. Don’t worry.” Your friend assures you. The only thing you were worried about was Peter seeing how awful you looked. Not that he’d break up with you or anything, because homeboy was way too in love with you, but it was embarrassing and you just wanted to delete the photo from your memories and the world. “I can’t let Peter see this. Never. I look so gross.” You say running your hand through your hair, wishing the photo would burn into a million pieces as you and your friend walk the nearly empty halls.
“Have fun stopping him from doing so,” you turned around to see Peter walking towards you with a sweet smile on his face. It was mid afternoon, and the poor boy hadn’t seen his favorite person all morning. He was especially excited to see your new ID photo. Your friend slowly and awkwardly walks away, muttering something about having to go wash their cat. Bitch, you’re allergic to cats.
You mentally throw your shoe at her before walking closer to your boyfriend, very nervous.
*whispers* I heard people like non-binary Tony. Have some fifteen-year-old non-binary Tony Stark trying to figure things out with bonus Supportive Rhodey.
Jim walked into his dorm and raised an eyebrow as Tony yelped
and threw himself across the room, face-first into his pillow. But he’d seen
stranger things. He went over to his desk and deposited his bag, then turned
back to him. “Hey, how do you feel about—Uh.” He frowned, because Tony hadn’t
turned to face him, then reached out to touch his shoulder. “Are you okay,
“Mphh fmm mmm.”
“When have I ever laughed at you?” Jim asked, offended, and
then paused to think about it. “…When it mattered, anyway.”
Tony kept his face buried in his pillow for a long moment
before he slowly sat up, keeping his head dipped low. “You have to promise.”
Jim rolled his eyes. “Okay, yeah, whatever. I promise.”
Tony curled his hands into fists before he lifted his head,
chin jutting out defiantly.
Jim stared at him for a long moment before saying, “Okay, I
literally can’t see what it is I’m even supposed to be laughing at.”
“Wh-?!” Tony waved at his face. “This.”
Jim sighed and crossed his arms. “I’ve never laughed at your
face. Even that time when you walked around after falling asleep on a
“I’m wearing makeup, you idiot!” Tony finally burst out,
then blushed, mortified.
Jim squinted at him skeptically. “…I guess I can see it. Oh!
Okay, yeah, yeah, mascara. It’s just that your lashes are so full and dark
already I didn’t notice.”
“…You think I have full, dark lashes?” Tony asked after a
Jim scowled at him. “Of course you do, you dummy. Most guys
do. Do you know how often I have to listen to my sister bitch about how my
eyelashes are prettier than hers?”
“Whaaat do you think she’d teach me how to use lip liner?”
Jim stared at Tony for a long moment, and just as the
younger boy began to shrink awkwardly, he said, “What the fuck is lip liner.”
“I hope you appreciate the things I do for you,” Jim said,
applying eyeliner and cursing quietly when the line came out shaky.
“It’s fine, you’re fine,” Jeanette cut in, picking through
her eye shadows and frowning. “It takes practice. Ugh. Tony. Why are you like
Tony turned toward her from putting on concealer, frowning,
looking so, so scared and trying not to. “What do you mean?”
complained, and Jim felt his shoulders relax unconsciously. “None of my shades
will work on you. Oh! Maybe this blue-? Oh no wait—ugh. Disgusting. I hate you.”
“What about this blue?” Tony asked hopefully, pointing at a
Jeanette pursed her lips, nose wrinkling a little with how
hard she was thinking, before she finally agreed, “Yeah, alright. Oh honey, no. You put on eyeliner and eye shadow
before mascara. It’s easier to do liner with nude lashes and if you have eye
shadow particles on your lashes they’ll get covered by the mascara and also
give you more oomph.”
“Oh,” Tony said, looking genuinely surprised.
Jim sighed, scowling at his eyeliner again. Tony’s eyeliner was straight.
“Poetry sucks do
you wanna go get—Oh,” Jim breathed, just barely remembering to close the door behind
him. “Oh, well… This is new.”
Tony looked miserable, which was a shame, because the yellow
sundress he was wearing looked quite becoming. “I’m sorry.”
“Hey, no, it’s just—I was surprised!” Jim hurried to say,
reaching out to give his shoulders a comforting squeeze. “It’s—actually you’re
hella cute what the fuck.”
“Really?” Tony asked hopefully.
“Yeah,” Jim answered immediately, taking a step back to take
in the whole picture again. “Like a—like a daisy. Aw, Tony, you didn’t have to
hide this from me.”
Tony blushed, fidgeting, and looked down at his feet. “…You
got your sister to teach me how to put on makeup properly. I didn’t want to—impose
“So you decided not to let me see you lookin’ cute in a
sundress, yeah, that makes sense,” Jim drawled, then frowned, leaning down so that
Tony had to look at him. “Hey, is this—do you feel like you should be a girl?
What is that thing, um—”
“No,” Tony answered quickly, embarrassed. “But, um. It’s
just. Sometimes I don’t feel like a boy. But sometimes I don’t feel like a
girl. I’m—I’m not explaining this right,” he whispered, shoulders hunching with
Jim patted at his shoulders. “No, hey, that makes perfect—okay
it doesn’t make perfect sense to me. But you know, I probably—won’t ever
understand completely. Because I don’t feel the same way. But that doesn’t make
you any less of my friend,” he added firmly. “So if—if you want to wear a dress
sometimes, that’s fine. I’ll support you.” Because his family sure wouldn’t,
Jim thought grimly.
Tony smiled at him shyly, turning his gaze back on his feet.
Tony asked him to come dress shopping with him. Jim wanted
to be supportive.
“You can’t fucking wear that Tony it doesn’t go with your
BTS Reaction: Giving Them A Plushie With Your Perfume Before They Leave For Tour
Anonymous said:Hii~ I love your blog and you seem like such a sweetie 😊💗 could you do a bts gif reaction to their girlfriend gives them a plushie with her perfume on it before they go on tour thnq
A/N: Omg I loved this request, I looove fluffy things, they are my life, I love writing them! And omg thank you so much, both for liking my blog and the compliment! It honestly means so much, hope you enjoy this!
Jin: *smiles and kisses your lips softly*“Thank you so much baby.. I’ll cuddle it every night so I won’t miss you that much”
Suga: *looks at the plushie and smiles down at it sweetly* “Boo.. This means so much to me, thank you” *Lowkey tears up*
Rap Monster: *Chuckles and takes his hand into yours*“I’ll make sure to have this next to me in bed, every night”
J-Hope: *tears up from happiness* “You’re so cute baby.. I don’t deserve you, honestly”
Jimin: *Looks at you in awe and kisses your cheek* “It’s not going to be the same as cuddling you but It’s going to make me miss you less. Thank you baby doll”
V: *Attacks you with a huge bear hug* “I’m going to miss you so so so so so much baby girl! Thank you so muuuch”
Jungkook: *gets emotional and hugs you hiding his head on your shoulder* “I love you so much.. Thank you so much for this”
Sorry I took such a long time to post this, i’ve just been going through some stuff with family recently, and i’ve also had no inspiration to write anything so I’m sorry if this is bad, I just really wanted to quickly finish this series. So I apologize if it’s really bad, and sorry if I didn’t tag you :/
So basically this whole part is going to be (hopefully) some cute moments leading up to Tom proposing.
“I hate that guy. I bet he wakes up looking all gorgeous and stuff.” My friend says as she stares at my boyfriend, Tom. I can’t believe that I got lucky enough to be able to call Tom Holland my boyfriend. We’ve been dating for 2 weeks, and only a few people know because I hate publicity.
“Oh, no he doesn’t, trust me, he drools on pillows, and it’s disgusting. But he is also so adorable. I mean, you should see his bedhead, it’s the cutest thing.” I reply as I stare at him dreamily watching him talk to Harrison with a smile on his face.
I look over at my friend to see her looking at me stunned. I shrug my shoulders before my eyes widen realising that I just told her that I was dating Tom Holland.
“WHAT?” She yells, catching almost everyone’s attention, Tom and Harrison’s heads snap towards us. I slap my forehead and grab her arm dragging her towards them.
“I accidentally told her.” I say sheepishly to Tom, he laughs deeply and hands Harrison $5. My mouth drops open in shock.
“Were you both betting that I would be the first to accidentally spill that we are dating?”
“Why are you staring at your spoon like that?”
“Well love, haven’t you ever thought that spoons are just tiny bowls on sticks?”
“Oh please, not this again.”
“Oh, is that the Infinity War script?” I say to Tom as I slide over closer to him, making him hide the script from him.
“You can’t see it.” He hisses jokingly as he ends up sitting on the script.
“Yes I can, I have eyes.”
“Oh, you are such a comedian, I can’t stop laughing.” Tom says glaring at me with a straight face.
“I can definitely tell,” I state as I suddenly remember that I had a pizza in the oven. I get up to go get it when I’m pulled back down onto Tom’s lap.
“No, cuddle with me for a bit.” He says, making me sigh contently as I lean into him, carding my fingers through his soft curls.
*like 7 minutes later*
“Do you smell something burning?” I sniff.
“Just my love, and desire for you,”
“NO TOM THE PIZZA,”
“I can fit my whole world in the palm of my hands,”
“Are you going to cup my face, because if you did then that’s really unoriginal Tom.”
“I was actually going to grab your butt, because I didn’t know that your face was an option,”
Harrison walks into the room, the first thing he sees is Tom and Y/N staring at eachother, lovingly he thought. and then he sees Zendaya in the corner.
“Aw, they look so cute looking at eachother like that,”
“It’s not what you think, they’re having a staring contest, it’s been 2 minutes.”
“Okay cool, good thing I brought food with me.”
“I love you,”
“And, I love you.”
“You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me Banana Bread Girl.”
“I dropped a bar of soap on the floor earlier and I had a thought,”
“Well, is the soap dirty or is the floor clean?”
“Why are you like this Tommy,”
“I think I need to break it off,” I say as I pick at my fingernail looking at Tom, his face contorting into one of shock.
“What? No! I don’t understand, what have I done? I’ll change, I’ll do anything, please don’t break up with me, I love you! I thought soulmates were perfect for each other? Please don’t leave, me you’re all I have!” He sobs as tears start to appear in the corner of his eyes.
“Baby, I meant my fingernail…” I say softly as I walk towards him.
“O-Oh, um. I’ll just go make some tea then,” He whispers slowly turning towards the kitchen.
I chuckle to myself and grab his arm softly pulling him into my arms.
“I love you so much.”
“EXCUSE ME TOM, WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE’S ALL YOU HAVE!” Harrison yells.
“O-Okay, wow I didn’t think that I would be this nervous, okay. When I’m alone, I can think of many things to say to you, but when I get a chance to ask you, I go speechless. I remember the first time we met, and I stupidly called you Banana Bread Girl, but now, it’s one of my favourite things to call you. Look, I guarantee there’ll be tough times, I guarantee that at some point, one, or both of us will want to get out of this thing. But I also guarantee that if I don’t ask you to be mine forever, it will be the biggest regret I will ever have, and I want you to know that the next time I get on my knees for another girl, it will be the day that I tie a shoelace for our daughter. Okay that part as random and it didn’t need to be there but I thought it would be cute. Harrison stop laughing, I can hear you. You too Y/N, I’m trying to be really sweet right now. Anyway, I promise that from this moment forward, the only running you will be doing is into my arms, and i’ll never stop looking for your cold little hands to hold on the morning, there will never be a day that goes by that I don’t think to myself, wow, how did I get so lucky to be with the most beautiful girl in the world. And now, finally I will ask you the question that I have wanted to ask you ever since the day I was trying to eat my steak but tasted your banana on bread with honey, will you, Y/N M/N L/N, marry me Thomas Stanley Holland, and become an official member of the Holland family?”
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Summary: (College!AU) In which you do something for Bucky that brightens his bad day.
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 1,923
A/N: An anon requested “reader does something spontaneous and romantic for Bucky that she doesn’t even think of as romantic! And he is just floored by her thoughtfulness.“ This takes place between “The Little Things (Part Two)” and “The Get Together”. Here’s a track list for the CD mentioned in this part.
@avengerstories - thank you for existing and being my very best friend/editor
You’re stuck in the middle of a heated debate between Bruce and Helen Cho about gamma radiation when Steve walks by. He scans the dining hall, letting his gaze fall from one table to the next, before balancing his tray in one hand so he can rub his forehead. As he does, he discreetly scans the room for a second time, reminding you of a lost child desperately seeking out his mother.
"Steve!” You call out, making sure your voice is loud enough to be heard over all the chatter. He turns around immediately, a relieved grin overtaking his features as he walks towards you.
So I was at comic con last weekend and this little girl, maybe all of 5 at MOST, was there, all awe struck by all the princesses. And she went by a Belle and a Cinderella and shyly said “hi.”
I thought, “that’s cute,” and turned back to a booth with art I could kill for. Then I hear the loudest, most excited shriek of, “MOANA!” And turn in time to see this little girl dart and do a FULL BODY TACKLE on a woman dressed up as Moana. Who then just gave her tiny human missile the biggest hug.