crooked tongued

solemnly-mystifying  asked:

10 for supercat, please?

@crooked-tongue here you go. 


“Well, that’s the closest I’ve ever come to a heart attack. Let’s not ever do that again.”

Kara looked at where Cat was standing; shaking, breathless, leaning on the balcony for support. She blushed when Cat caught her eye.

“I’m serious, Kara.”

“It was your idea.”

“Yes, well.”

Cat stared out at the view again as she gathered herself. When she realised she was being watched, that Kara hadn’t changed out of her suit, she shot her an acerbic look. 


“It’s just…. You were pretty good at it.”

“Don’t mock me.”

“You were.”

“I’m too old for mid-air acrobatics, as you very well know.”

“Not what it looked like to me.”

“God.” Cat cleared her throat, crossing her arms as Kara came closer. “Don’t.”

“Nobody saw.” 

“I saw.”

“You were…” Kara let out a breath. “I mean…I don’t even have words.”

“Try a few.”


“Are you asking me or telling me?”

“Breathtaking,” Kara said, her voice wobbling a little. “Intoxicating. Astonishing.” 

Cat let out a small noise, and swallowed.


“And I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t. I’m the one who had a panic attack with a side of orgasm. It’s…humiliating.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You say that one more time, Kara. I swear to God, I—”

“I’ll never drop you.” Kara hesitated then. “I’m apologizing because it’s my fault. All of it. I’ll never forgive myself for—”

“Stop it,” Cat said, somewhat softer than before. “I refuse to let that…simpering pig…get a toehold in our relationship. I was never afraid of heights before.”

“We don’t have to fly again,” Kara said. “We don’t have to do….that…” she cleared her throat.

“Oh for godssake. You can have your way with me mid-air, but you can’t say sex?” 

“Cat,” Kara said. “It’s only been…”

“I’m well aware of how long it’s been since that incident. As far as I’m concerned, Maxwell Lord is the one who threw me. How many times do I need to tell you? I don’t blame you, Kara.”

“I know, I just… I should have known….should have realized.” 

“I’m fine.”

“Yeah, you’re really good at saying that when you’re not.”

Cat let out a huff, but she didn’t correct her. They were quiet for a little while, listening to the sounds of the city below Cat’s penthouse apartment. She seemed to relax after a few minutes had passed, and Kara took it as a sign that she could wrap Cat up in her arms. She was relieved by the sigh Cat breathed out as she to melt into her.

“I’m not afraid of flying,” Cat said, but her voice came out sounding uncertain. She cleared her throat. “Not exactly.”

“Then we’ll start small.”

“Perhaps…I wouldn’t be adverse to…just over the bed?”

Kara smiled. 

“I think I can manage that.”

anonymous asked:

i just saw you reblog that tae wake up call gifset from weekly idol and omfg so hott O.O i was wondering if you could write a scenario or drabble based off of that? pls? if u can't that's fine and thanks anyways!

oh gosh, why would you ask me to do this? i’m not ready, but here you go.

“If you don’t wake up, I’m going to spank you.”

=> Sunday mornings, spanking, and a very persistent Kim Taehyung.

The early morning rays warmed your skin with ease, the soft glow of the sun shining through the sheer curtains of your bedroom window. It was mornings like these you loved waking up to, accompanied by the scent of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon, all fine things to welcome your Sunday to its best.

Yet you couldn’t even open your eyes, the feeling of sleep weighing and pinning your body to the bed. They were rare, but some days the only thing your body and mind both needed was to rest and recover from a weeks worth of stress.

And that could have happened if it weren’t for a very persistent Kim Taehyung.

The bed dipped with his weight, his shallow breaths ghosting across the back of your neck as he slid himself behind you. His hand resting softly on your hip over your night shirt, fingers trying to pull you back to reality as his deep voice echoed throughout the peaceful silence.

“It’s time to wake up love.” 

You hummed a response, to focused on returning to your dreams that you’d been awoken from. Taehyung’s chuckle reverberated against your back, his lips skimming over the shell of your ear. 

“It’s noon Y/N, I’ve already spent my morning without you.”

You were more or less awake now, yet still unmoving from the comfortable position of your bed. You could practically feel Taehyung’s pout against your skin as he whined about your sleeping habits. With a long drawn out sigh, your voice croaked the slightest as you replied to your boyfriend.

“I’m tired Tae. Give me another hour.” 

He wasn’t having that, the touch of his hand sliding lower on your body, a sign that he was determined at finishing the task of getting you up for the day.

Taehyung pushed the sheets down until they were resting by your ankles, his shirt adorning your body in a way that had him pressing himself closer to you, hand placed delicately on the curve of your hip.

“Come on sweetheart, get up for me.”

You whined, halfheartedly giving his chest a nudge with your shoulder while simultaneously trying to ignore the firmness of his body against your own, his heart beating rhythmically against your back.

“If you don’t wake up, I’m going to spank you.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, the feeling of his palm sliding down to rest on your bottom, causing a pleasant warmth to spread throughout you. You both despised yet loved Taehyung, because he knew exactly what strings to pull to get you compliant to him in no time.

Your mind was on full alert now, sleep long forgotten and fully focused on the devil himself teasing you in his usual ways. His lips nibbled on your jaw, working their way down to rest in the crook your neck, tongue sweeping over his latest mark from a few night back. You sighed, eyes closing and body still motionless, wanting to see if he’d really pull through with his threat.

Seconds ticked by, and his teeth nipped at your flesh the same moment his hand rose, landing down firmly against your bottom, the harsh slap bouncing off the walls and through your ears.

Your eyes snapped open, a loud gasp passing through your lips as you turned your head to eye your smirking boyfriend with startled eyes. His palm rubbed the sting away, gaze suddenly dark and sultry. 

“That hurt!” 

Your eyes narrowed at him, but your body was on fire, veins tingling with a sudden lust and urge for the man before you. Taehyung pressed his mouth to yours, the taste of mint toothpaste still present on his lips, and pulling away too quickly for your liking.

“I warned you, didn’t I? And yet you’re still not out of bed.”

His tone way playful, but his actions were not. And soon enough his hand was descending upon your bottom once again, the pain morphing into a twisted pleasure that had you releasing a sound between a groan and a gasp. 

Taehyung knew he had you then, and was promptly twisting you around to face him within seconds, trapping your body under his heavy gaze and powerful arms.

“I’m not ready to leave the bed just yet.” You whispered, fingers locking together at the nape of his neck, and bringing his lips to crash down against yours. You had previously wanted nothing more than a few extra hours of sleep, but now you needed nothing more than Taehyung himself, and his lips fitting against yours so perfectly on a Sunday morning filled with nothing but love.

anonymous asked:

blurb: tipsy Harry spots you at the club and wants to take you to his house for some private fun ;)

Will you write a blurb about getting wine drunk with Harry and you both get progressively into each other before leading to kind of sloppy I-need-you-right-now sex? <3

guess who’s back……

you’ve been eyeing each other all night. this tall guy with intense eyes always meeting yours no matter where you are inside the club. it’s getting quite late and you seem to have lost your friends, trying to order a drink at the bar when a body slides up next to you. you’re about to push them away when you see who it is and smirk as you lean in closer “took you long enough” “was waiting for the right time, can i get you a drink?” 

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Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster.
The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke.
Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions :

S * SMILE (ask the individual to smile)
T * = TALK (ask the person to speak a simple sentence) (Coherently) 

R * RAISE BOTH ARMS (look for one to be higher than the other)

  NOTE : Another ‘sign’ of a stroke is
1. Ask the person to ‘stick’ out their tongue.
2. If the tongue is ‘crooked’, if it goes to one side or the other that is also an indication of a stroke.

You can also recognize signs of a stroke by using F.A.S.T.

F * face- one side should droop a bit                                                                       

A * arms- raise your arms and look for them being uneven 

S * speech - ask them to say a simple sentence
T * time - you record the time it happened because it could be vital for doctors to know.

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