black mailed

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Sentient time machine, fine.
Bigger on the inside, no probs.
Alien who cheats death, a-ok.
Billion-year old race of time-travelling Demigods, whatevs.
Empire of evil one-eyed alien mutants, gotcha.


Gay black woman, THIS IS JUST GETTING STUPID NOW

(as posted by the excellent DMReporter over on Twitter)

Superhero AUs #13

- ‘You’re my arch nemesis but our best friends are dating…I guess I’ll play nice in civvies, for now’ AU
- ‘So what about a double date?’ AU

- ‘I will burn down this city and everyone in it’ AU 
- 'Good job I brought a fire extinguisher then’ AU

- ‘I can’t believe I finally got into the superhero academy, this is the best day of my life and- …What are you doing here? You’re not a hero’ AU
- ‘My application was mostly ironic, I swear’ AU

- ‘I’m a superthief…is it too cliche if I make it my mission to steal your heart?’ AU
- ‘If you come anywhere near my heart I will cut your goddamn hands off. You are not selling my organs on the black market’ AU

- ‘My mail keeps getting switched with my neighbour’s, which would be fine if it wasn’t full of two-for-one offers on death rays’ AU
- 'Why on earth do I keep getting coded letters asking me to join the League of Heroes? Is this a mistake or some kind of backhanded compliment?’ AU 

 - 'I accidentally admitted that I’ve never seen the Harry Potter movies and now you’re dragging me back to your place for a marathon and I have no idea what to do’ AU
- 'I knew you were evil but this is a step too far! Maybe the reason that you’re the bad guy is that you’ve never seen Harry Potter, because that’s some childhood deprivation right there’ AU 

 - 'Every Tuesday I take the night off from committing crimes to go and sit in my favourite restaurant for a few hours. I absolutely do not have a crush on the cute waitress’ AU
- 'I was getting harassed by two dickheads and my favourite customer stepped in to protect me…aaaand he’s a supervillain. Great.’ AU

- ‘Look, I really need a date to take to this superhero get-together, but I have no-one to ask…will you come with me?’ AU
- ‘Are you seriously asking me to walk into a room filled to the brim with superheroes? …I can’t believe my archenemy is such a sad, friendless person. Of course I’ll come’ AU

- ‘Look after my dogs while I’m in jail, would you?’ AU
- ‘When I said I’d look after your dogs, I didn’t realise they were actual hellhounds!’ AU

- ‘I work in airport security for a city with one of the most famous heroes around. Villains frequently fly in to challenge her. It’s my job to stop them getting out of the airport’ AU
- ‘Jesus Christ, I thought this place was an airport, not a death trap. Who are you?’ AU
BONUS: ‘I am a minimum wage employee drugged up on caffeine and loathing. I have nothing left to lose.’

2nd Gen Captains Headcanons

these are some headcanons i have for the next batch of captains (specifically Yahaba, Ennoshita, Shirabu, Futakuchi, Akaashi, Terushima, and Yamamoto) and how they are all buds. Leggo

  • Yahabu and Shirabu are actually really good friends. they decided not to be complete rivals like Ushi and Oikawa 
    • salty af bffs
  • Enno learned from the best (Suga) and learned everyone’s secrets and weaknesses before exposing his true evil self
    • they all live in fear of the day he finally loses his mind and destroys them all with the black mail he has
  • Terushim aka Captain Bisexual- is so goddamn gay for Akaashi. I mean, look at him he’s so pRETyyy!
  • Setter Skwad going on group shopping trips and looking fly as fuck
    • (Akaashi had to pick out Shirabu’s clothes for him so he didn’t ruin their aesthetic with his fucking hawaiin print shirt)
  • Teru and Yama took Enno out on a ‘the not setter skwad’ trip and Enno just spent an hour screaming into the void to prepare
  • Futakuchi is such a bitch and they have a board that counts how many days without sarcastic remark
    • it has never passed 3
  • But honestly everyone else loves him and the minute someone not in their squad insults him or threatens him they form up and prepare for battle
  • Akaashi and Yamamoto are the best of friends and they hang at each other’s houses a lot with Kenma and have sleepovers
  • Yahaba is the saltiest person on the planet but he is also the best person to go to for advice
  • Ennoshita is just waiting for death to claim him honestly
  • Akaashi and Enno go out together once a month and calmly drink shit talk their teammates and the other captains
  • Everyone teases Yahaba about his crush on Kyoutani
    • at all times
      • forever
  • Yamamoto is best friends with Tanaka and he keeps trying to drop hints that the other boy should ask Ennoshita out
  • Shirabu is not actually aware of his crush on Semi
    • the others dont’ tell him because its adorable
  • Futakuchi is too bitter for love but he enjoys making fun of Aone and Hinata’s relationsip
    • ACEACEACEACEACEACEACEACE
  • Akaashi literally never shuts up about Bokuto
    • is constantly showing them photos of his hot bf
    • “have you seen my BOYFRIEND Bokuto, look at how hot he is, he’s not wearing a shirt, look at those arms”
  • Teru talks about Hana ALL THE TIME but doesnt seem to realize his crush
  • Yamamoto is cool right now. HE’s focusing on him and his team.
  • Enno has panic attacks sometimes and when he does its always Yahaba that calms him down best
  • I love them all so much and i want the manga to continue so i can see them be captains and grow up and progress even more as characters.

And thats all the creativity i have time for tonight.

I just have such a profound need for best friend to lover AUs when both sides think there is no chance of anything ever happening.

Sharing beds together since they were little kids and never really growing out of that habit even though it now hurts to be that close to each other, knowing it will never be anything more than platonic cuddling. 

Each of them being that one person the other goes to to feel better when they’ve had a shit day or date. Bonus if it’s 3am and they spend all night talking.

Neither of them realising how much they act like they are dating/married and getting super flustered or sad when someone asks how long they’ve been together because do you have to remind me of this painful unrequited torment I die a little more of with every passing second?

How much they make each other smile when one of them walks into a room. 

Drunk kissing.

Practice kissing.

Going as each other’s dates to everything because it’s “convenient”. 

Wearing each other’s pyjamas when staying over somehow becoming more arousing than if the other person was naked. 

Having inside jokes and finishing each other’s sentences as casual as anything. 

Knowing random medical shit about each other. Bonus if one of them takes an allergic reaction to something and the other one just pulls out some random ass medicine like they carry it around all the time- spoiler: they do- just in case of this exact eventuality. 

The heart break of seeing each other with other people but doing their best to see it through with a grin and with as much encouragement as they can muster. 

Staring a little too long at each other. 

The awkward moment when they reach the age they said they would marry each other if they were still single.

Getting fake married as kids and family members always reminding them about it , maybe going as far as to put on the video of the fake ceremony and giving them knowing looks.  

Something happening- a kiss, sleeping together- and getting into an argument about it, scared this is it, this is the end, that they’ve fucked up and just wishing they could talk to each other about it, to their best friend. 

Having the best black mail material on each other but ready to pounce on anyone else who so much as dares try black mail their BFF. 

Having a song. Having a whole playlist. 

Laughing the first time they have sex. 

Already having seen each other at their very worst.

Getting to say cheesy things like, “I can’t believe I get to spend the rest of my life with my best friend” or “I know I’m marrying you but…do you think I could still be in charge of your send off party? I’ve been planning this night for ten years and I will not have someone else mess those plans up.” 

Even after years of being together, still being in awe of the fact they get to have the one person they thought they’d never get. The person they helped ask other people out. The person they used to give the “you deserve someone who loves you for you” speech to. The person they used to look at and wonder why does it have to be you? The person they look at now and think it could never have been anyone else. 

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Description: Taehyung catches the attention of the one curious girl.

Genre: Angst

Mentions of: swearing, drinking, violence, weapons, pain, gangs

Word count: 2444

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

part one - part two - part three

“Behind every beautiful thing, there’s some kind of pain.”

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Name: Wayne Givens
Hometown: Washington, D.C.
Age: 19
Date of Birth: 11-10-1997
Sentence: 10 years
Interests: Sports, Movies, and Music
Favorite Music: Hip Hop, Rap, R&B
Dream Career: Entrepreneur

I ain’t got no type!  I’m just looking to write someone who can keep me company and motivated.  If you don’t waste my time, I won’t waste yours.

What are you waiting for?  Pick up that pen and write me!

Wayne Givens #433763/4101897
MCTC
18800 Roxbury Rd.
Hagerstown, MD 21746

ID #92038

Name: Grace
Age: 17
Country: New Zealand

Ahoy ! Sending and receiving mail !? It is the best! I would love to be in contact with somebody who enjoys art, the outdoors and a laugh. Things I am fond of are (but are not limited to) drawing, painting, making, sewing, tramping, road-tripping, camping, cheese roll eating, watching films and listening to music. My most loved bands are Sticky Fingers, Ocean Alley, Fleetwood Mac and Black Sabbath. Right now I am in my last year of school, subjects I enjoy are Art, Graphics and Art History, in 2018 I plan to travel and work or maybe just buy a van and cruise around attending music festivals with my beloved Labrador. I am a spiritual person but I am not religious, I will respect all your beliefs as long as they don’t disrespect anybody and their own ideas. 

Preferences: Keen on having a penpal who is a fluent English speaker, sadly I only know English. Anyone is free to contact me but preferably between 16 and 19 years old and a girl? Maybe? Boys have cooties.
Kidding HMU I love you all ! 

Rebound

Genre: smut, kinda fluffy maybe? Warnings: blackmail, daddy kink, uh I think that’s it REBOUND

“c'mon, dan, you haven’t gotten laid in months, you need to get over Jason, and moving on begins with having sex with strangers. Safe sex of course” I stare blankly at pj from my place in the crevice of my couch. “Are you done now?” He sighs, “yes,” “good” I turn back to my computer only to have it snatched away from me. Looking up, I see pj running down the hallway into my bathroom, shutting and locking the door. I run after him, stopping to knock at the door, “I’m already over him! What are you gonna do with my computer anyway?” “Yeah ok and that’s why you haven’t even gotten out of this damned apartment after the hour of 7? Sure. And my dear dear Danny, remember that video you accidentally sent me that you meant to send to Jason? You know, the one of you fingering yourself? No?” My hands clam up and my jaw tightens, he wouldn’t. “Well I do, and it just so happens that I kept it cause I knew I’d need to black mail you sooner or later, and you see, the only thing I don’t have is your mom’s email, which is conveniently on this computer. So what do you say Danny? Mom watches a video of you with your fingers up your ass moaning ‘daddy’ or you go out and have someone put their fingers up your ass while you moan ‘daddy’?” My fists clenched, throat tight with anxiety, I knew what the clear choice was, “ok, asshole, come pick out what I’m wearing, I’m not putting in any extra work” I hear a grunt of joy and then the door flings open to reveal a smiling pj.

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I nervously walk into the vibrantly colored gay club, my jeans are too tight and my dick feels like it’s suffocating in its confines. I turn towards pj only to find that he is no longer next to me, or even around me for that matter. Whatever, I’ll just sit at the bar and wait until he’s had his fun. Walking up to bar, I take a seat and my eyes catch with the most vibrant blue I’ve ever seen. Wow, ok this guy is so hot, Jesus, he comes up to me and I don’t know what I was expecting but “what can I get you to drink, sir?” was not it, until I realized, to my embarrassment, that he was behind the bar because he’s a bartender. Obviously. And now I’d been staring at him for a solid 10 seconds and he was giving me a weird look, “uh sorry, I’ll just have a sprite please” he nodded and then handed my drink over to me, “anything else?” ‘Your number??? A good fuck??’ He laughs and it’s only then that I realize I had spoken out loud, “oh god that’s so embarrassing I’m sorry that wasn’t supposed to come out of my mouth” “hm. Well my break is in five minutes and I figure I can find something else to put in your mouth. How’s that sound, baby boy?” A whimper makes it way past my lips and I nod, watching him smirk and quickly turn away. I tap at the counter and bounce my foot nervously for what feels like an hour before I feel a possessive dominant hand on my lower back, pushing me off the bar stool and sending a shiver down my spine. “C'mon, darling” I let him lead me out a door and into a hallway, past several other doors until we finally stopped at one and he pushed it open to reveal a bedroom, and I turn to him curiously, “it’s a strip club baby, they’re called private rooms” I nod and he comes closer to me, and I’m lost in his eyes again, before he pushes me up against the wall and kisses at my neck. “Oh god” I moan, “so easy to get worked up, look at you, already hard in your pants” I nod feverishly into his shoulder, hands gripping his shirt in tight fists. “I’m d-dan” I gasp out through moans as he continues to mark my neck, “phil, you’ll have that name memorized by the time we’re done here, angel” I tug at his shirt and before I know it we’re on the bed, naked bodies slick with sweat, pressed together and I’m begging him, “please , please phil please touch me” he reaches over to grab a bottle of lube and a condom from the bed side table and I hear the cap popping open before I feel a cool, smooth finger probing my entrance, “yes god, yes daddy please put it in” it takes a moment for me to register what I’d said before I’m blushing and phil is letting out a loud moan, “god call me that again that’s so hot baby, daddy loves when you beg for his fingers in your hot, tight hole” the first finger burns but I’m quickly asking for another and another and we’re both moaning and then he hits my prostate, and I’m screaming “DADDY! Daddy daddy please im ready please please fill me up with your nice cock daddy I need it please” burying his face in my neck, I whimper when his fingers leave me to prep himself and then I feel his tip at my entrance, “you ready?” His whispers in my ear and it’s so soft and caring I almost forget that I don’t know anything about him, almost forget that all he wants is my body “yes, phil please” he enters me slowly, carefully, gently and it’s uncomfortable but once he’s bottomed out, he stops and the burn subsides, leaving a flaming pleasure. “Move move please I can take it” his first thrust is soft and slow but I’m begging and eventually the pace is quick and unrelenting, his hand grips tight enough for his knuckles to turn white around the headboard and I’m clinging to him and pushing back on his every thrust “god baby doing so well for me, taking my cock so well, you’re so tight baby doll” the praise sends shocks through me, bringing me to the edge, “I’m close so close daddy phil please can I cum please let me cum I’ll be so good” he moans, raw and untamed, “god you’re perfect. cum, cum for me without even touching yourself, such a perfectly good little boy cumming from just my cock, I’m close” I cum all over our stomachs, my muscles tensing and hole clenching around his cock, sending him over the edge with me, until his shallowly moving inside me, our breaths still out of control, and then he’s rolling off me “god you were perfect” I blush at his statement, “you were too” with a sigh, he pulls me back into his chest, effectively squishing my face into his neck. And I think, maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t such a bad idea. I’ll have to thank pj later.

Talk Dirty To Me [1/?]

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warning: Language? Angst // Fluff //Sassy //witty Banter

A/N: Just let me know if you want to be tagged. This is the sequel to That Connection. Hope you enjoy!!

Life as Tech Analysis for the Avengers is perfection, dating Steve Rogers is a 24/7 high. But when you’re in a foreign place, what’s a girl to do when you’re cornered with no chance of defending yourself? Repairing the rift in your life, accepting you are no longer the same person, it changes things, can your life be normal or is everything going to change for you? 

Running on your toes, you stumble into the glass door before pulling it open, the team watching you. Steve shakes his head trying to not laugh at you. Nat and Wanda are looking you over as you scurry into the room.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” You sigh looking at Fury. “I had an accident.” You sigh passing out files your red white heels clicking under you as you work around the table.

“Are you okay?” He asks smirking.

“Fine, I just I got caught in my headset and it was ugly.” You wave him off with your hand.

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