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here you go, anon! this is so long overdue but here’s a guide on how to: make an “incredible themed” town! I hope this helps in some way, I worked pretty hard on it and tried to include as many details as possible. Keep in mind this is how I created my town and if you guys have a different way of doing things that’s fine too!

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I didn’t mean to

Word Count: 6.4K+
Pairing: Warren Worthington III x Female Reader
Summary: It hasn’t been easy for Warren to let you in or even talk about the fact that it’s so hard for him, but after he has an accident while you clean his wings, everything comes up to the surface.
Rating: MA (Explicit)
Warnings: Explicit sex scenes (wing kink?, some shades of submissive Warren) 
A/N: Oh boy! This one really got angsty when I was halfway through writing it. If you like it tell me, because I think there’s a lot of potential for a second part. I’d like to dedicate this to @shayara, who inspired me to write for Warren just by being so in love with him.

“Warren, for the love of God, let me do it.

“I can do it myself, [Y/N]. I don’t need help, I’ve been doing this since long before meeting you.” You sigh, holding back your tongue. You know why he’s being so difficult, and even though sometimes you just want to flip him off and get out of there– you can’t do it, because you know the reason behind his attitude.

“Warren, you’re pushing me away again.” You say softly from behind him, and he sighs and lowers his head in shame. He rubs his forehead and takes a deep breath before speaking again.

“I’m sorry. It’s like I just– I forget I’m talking to you, and those responses just come out automatically.” He doesn’t even turn to look at you so he doesn’t notice you walking towards him– and that’s why he whispers something to himself that you know you weren’t supposed to hear.

“I don’t understand how you can love me.” He mumbles and you wrap your arms around him from behind, feeling him tensing up immediately. 

He knows you heard him.

“I love you because you let me see who you are, behind this… brick wall you’ve built around yourself.” You kiss his shoulder and his wings fall down– and you know he’s more relaxed now. “How was I not supposed to fall in love with you after that?” He unwraps your arms from his waist and turns around, enveloping you in his wings.

I don’t want to push you away. I want you to see and know everything about me, but I just– I can’t. I don’t know how to fix it.” He confesses and rests his forehead on your shoulder. You rub his back and kiss his cheek.

“You can start by letting me clean your wings for once. I know you can do it, but it makes you really tired and it will be easier for me. Can you do that?”


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Two-Bit say’s goodbye to his girlfriend… (9)

“You could come with me, you know” You whispered, pressing your hand to his cheek softly. “It wouldn’t be this whole greaser against soc deal that we have going on down here. We could just be plain ordinary people in love.”

“That’s not who we are, it’s not who I am Y/N, I love you, God, do I love you. But this is my home, my friends and my family live here in Tulsa” 

“I know.” You could feel the tears welling up in your eyes, you knew that this was it. This was the end of you and Two-Bit, you had fallen in love with him, you fell so fast and so hard. “I was just kinda ‘hopin.” 

“I know” He sighed, pressing his forehead to yours and breathing you in. He wanted to remember every little part of you, he wanted to remember what it was like to hold you in his arms one last time, he wanted to remember the scent of your perfume and the way your hands would caress his cheeks so softly like you were brushing your fingers against a butterflies wings. “You don’t have to leave.”

“But I do” He pulled away from you and brushed away your tears kindly. “They are my family and what they say goes.”

“Do you want to get married, or run away?” You looked at him curiously, you weren’t so sure he was joking. After a few moments of silence he spoke again. 

“If only it were that simple” 

“What’re we going to do? I don’t want to spend another day of my life without you in it. I want to be able to hold you whenever I feel like it.” 

“I know Keith, I want the same. But maybe we’re not meant to be together right now. We are going to be on two separate sides of the country.” 

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you tight against his chest and resting his chin on top of your head. “I don’t want this to be the end” 

“I’ll write you, Keith, every day, I promise.” You looked behind you, at the big clock that stood in the middle of the park. “I have to go, okay? My plane leaves in twenty minutes and I have to be on it”

“I’ll wait for you” He promised, you could see the tears welling up in his eyes, but he refused to shed them. 

He pressed his lips to yours one last time, he put all his pent up emotions into the kiss. 

“I know, I’ll be seeing you” You pulled away and let your eyes take one last look at the greaser you never expected to fall in love with, and then you walked away into the night.

Kim Hanbin/BI (of iKon) one shot based on this post by imaginekon! Gif credit goes to owner.
- Essy

“This is so bad.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“No, Hanbin, it’s pretty bad.”

“Look you can barely see that one!”

“Oh, my God, I hate you so much right now.”

“What? I think they’re cute.” Hanbin poked your neck at one of the many ‘love spots’ he seemed to enjoy so much.

You slapped his arm. “I have to go to work, stupid! Do you know how hard it is to cover these up?!”

“Oh, come on, babe.” He hugged you from behind, his reflection smirking at you in the bathroom mirror. “Are you embarrassed?” He kissed your shoulder.

You grunted at his teasing. As much as you thoroughly enjoyed his neck kisses, it came at a price. Every girl knows how difficult it is to cover up even a single hickey. Try five! Seeing as last night was one tipsy blur, you didn’t really have any time to protest before your boyfriend went off on a rampage all over your neck.

“I just really wish you hadn’t done this before a work day.” You sighed, rubbing one mark in particular that was two seconds away from just being a black hole in your neck. “It’s the dinner shift; I’ll be bumping into people all night. And I have to tie my hair up, too!”

“How do you think I feel?” Hanbin feigned discomfort. “I can’t walk around shirtless without seeing–”

“Hanbin, don’t–”

“–your claw marks all over my back!”

You mentally face-palmed yourself. As much as you wanted to put all the blame on him right now, some of this might have been your fault, too. And seeing as he was practically bleeding from where your dominant hand was, the damage on him might be slightly worse than the damage on you.


He stripped off his hoodie and pulled up the back to reveal red streaks going down his skin. “I mean, seriously, it’s like I got mauled by a panther!”

You rolled your eyes. “It’s not that bad.”

He backed into you, pressing his back onto your arm. “Look at that! How is this not that bad?! If Bobby ever saw it, he’d tease me for the rest of my life…”

“Hmph.” You scoffed. “It’s not the same.”

Your boyfriend raised his eyebrows. “Are you serious?”

“At least you can cover those…” You muttered under your breath.

Hanbin simply smiled to himself as he got redressed. He loved it when you had your little tantrums over him. After a year of your antics, he just knew what to expect and how to fix everything.

“So how are you going to cover them?” He followed you into your bedroom.

You rummaged through your makeup bag. “With as much cover up and foundation as possible.”

Hanbin grabbed your hand before you could begin applying.

“What?” You snapped.

“You and I both know that your neck is a little paler than your face. It won’t be the right shade.”

“It’s not like I have any other options–” You started to apply again.

Hanbin grabbed your arm and motioned for you to sit down on the bed. He knelt in front of you with a sincere grin. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”

Despite how frustrating he could be, he knew just what to say and when to say it.

He pushed your hair back passed your shoulders. “You know, this is the greatest part about having a girlfriend who always wakes up late.”

“What are you doing?”

“Just close your eyes.” He cooed.

You did just as he said. After a couple of seconds of silence, you felt something cold touch your neck. Taking a peek at Hanbin, you realized that he was putting something on your neck. Your eyes shot open.

“What are you doing?!” You started to panic. What was he doing?! What does he know about makeup?!

“Relax, babe.” He chuckled. “I ran to the store while you were asleep, and grabbed something a shade lighter. Look! It blends perfectly. I even got an expensive one.”

You ran to the mirror to inspect. Low and behold, he was right. He covered up two of the five marks completely much to your surprise.

You felt him hug you from behind once more. He smiled into your neck, kissing you again. “Another one?” You smirked.

“Might as well.” Hanbin shrugged. “I bought expensive concealer for a reason, didn’t I?”

this is me trying to come up with a name for my new company..

god damn. this is so hard.

little backstory: My friend and I want to create our own comic books and man oh man, is it hard to come up with a name.

I am stuck with “Georgian History Comics”, cuz my country is Georgia and I want my comics to be historical (about my country’s kings and queens).

Can’t think of a better name for it.

If you have any suggestions, please, do pm me. You help will be deeply appreciated ^-^

Source: Funimation

Author’s note: Hey! If you guys want to request something, please check my profile and it will tell you if they are open or closed. Currently, they are closed, but I plan on reopening them tonight (?). ANyway, thank you to leeh2907 for requesting! It was a pretty general request, so I hope you are happy with it! Sorry if it stinks, I’m not so sure how it turned out. Xoxoxo :3

Pairing: Pietro (AoU) X Reader

Prompt: Hey I love your imagines 💓💓 Readerxpietro You 2 accidentally still flirting during a mission Kisses from Brazil xoxo

((I am going to try to put up titles for each one, but I keep forgetting…whoops :3))

“So Not the Time”

God, he was annoying.

Pietro Maximoff was probably the most annoying Avenger there is, even more so than Tony, which was hard to do. He would always find the absolute worst time to bug you.

Still, you trusted him as a partner, you though that when it came down to it, he would pull through and focus on the important. That was the only reason why you agreed to be paired up with him on this mission (well, that, and he has a nice bum– but that was beside the point).

Pietro, all bloody and bruised, was sitting next to you on a small S.H.I.E.L.D transport, on your way to meet Captain America and Tony on the other side of the small farm town that had been terrorized by HYDRA. You and Pietro had been assigned the south portion of the town, and you had been bombarded with way more HYDRA agents than you had expected. Both you and Pietro saved each other’s lives so many times in the battle…it was insane.

But, you guys managed to pull through it alive, and for that you were thankful. However, Pietro seemed to snap out of his crime fighting mood and into his goofball attitude.

He would not shut up. He wasn’t even talking about things that mattered, like the mission, it as all about his favorite pizza place or a show that he has been thinking about watching. Every word out of his mouth made you want to give him up to the HYDRA followers.

“Are we almost there yet?” You asked the S.H.I.E.L.D agent that was driving Pietro laughed at the cliché saying.

“A few more minutes, ma'am.”

You huffed and crossed you arms.

A large explosion hit the front of the vehicle the whole thing was flipped in the air. Suddenly, everything felt weightless as the transport flew in the air. Pietro reached out and grabbed your arms and curled his body around you before the transport in the ground.

Both of you slammed into the floor of the transport, tangled in each other’s arms.

You hit you head hard, and you felt the blood drip down you face as you sat up. You were alive, again due to Pietro’s quick thinking, yet when Pietro stood in front of you, you saw three of him. You blinked a few times and tired to rub your eyes.

“Y/N, baby, are you okay? You are bleeding!”

You nodded as Pietro helped you get out of the crushed transport. The driver, thank goodness, was alive. You helped him lay on the grass next to the road as Pietro ran around and tried to find who had shot the bomb at the car.

A few HYDRA soldiers came at you with guns and other weapons, but you easily were able to fend them off. More and more began to approach, and you huffed in annoyance.

“Steve, Tony, we need your help. Now.” you shouted into your earpiece.

“We’re comin’!” Tony answered.

Pietro was at your side in a second, punching and throwing HYDRA agents out of the way.

You punched and kicked harder than you have ever done before, you felt completely overwhelmed. Sweat shimmered over your skin.

“Damn, Y/N!” Pietro shouted over the yelling HYDRA soldiers. “You should sweat more often, it looks good on you.”

You couldn’t tell if he was being sarcastic or not, but it didn’t matter, it was still stupid. Yet, for some reason, you began to blush.

Pietro forgot that he had turned on his communicator in his ear, not realizing that Tony and Steve could hear what he was saying.

“Wow, Pietro, smooth.” Tony mocked through the earpiece. “But it’s not really the time, don’t you think?”

Pietro grinned. “It’s always the time, Stark.”

You groan and channel your frustrations into the man that you were currently beating up. “Could we focus on the mission, boys?”

“How am I supposed to focus when you keep distracting me like that, Y/N?” Pietro commented.

Steve and Tony showed up just in time and helped you guys take care of the rest of the enemies. You were so ready to go home.

You were tired and  hungry, you feel like you had been fighting for days on end with no rest. Even Pietro looked a bit worn, though not nearly as much as you.

“Why don’t you take a rest, Y/N?” Pietro asked. You all were crammed into an SUV type of car, with Tony and Steve in the row of seats in front of you, and you and Pietro shoved in the way way back.

“It is going to be a long ride back to New York.” He said, his voice was a lot softer than before.

You yawned and looked at him with sleepy eyes, “Alright, but no funny business, got it?”

He nodded with a smile on his lips as you leaned you head against his shoulder and dozed off.

((Sorry if it was short and bad, I’m just a bit tired. But thank you for requesting!))

“I’m Your Alpha Now.”

||Theo Raeken imagine||

A/N: hello everyone, bree here! hope you enjoy the first part of this imagine, should I continue this?????

WARNINGS: None. :)

His voice is like a beautiful melody, matched with an award winning smile, and framed by a beautiful canvas. His bright blue irises held such darkness behind them.
And where his heart should be, lives void.
Its hard to see past the surface, when its visually so perfect. But our eyes disguise dirt on purpose.
“We can readily describe our current state. I know my answers to so many questions, as do you. What was your father like? Do you believe in God? Who’s your best friend? What do you want? Your answers are your current topography, seemingly permanent, but deceptively so. Because under that face of early response, there is another You. And this wordless Being moves just as the instant moves; it presses upward without explanation, fluid and wordless, until the resisting consciousness has no choice but to give way.” He says, Her large doe eyes stalked his every move, her small frame overshadowed by his. Shaky breathe escaped her mouth. Her heart is beating so fast it feels as if it’s about to burst through the cage of ribs it was trapped in. He senses her nervousness, causing him to feel he has the upper hand or… Power, if you will.

“I don’t understand.” She mumbles, barely audible.

“there’s something different about you, and you know it.” He hisses. “You don’t know how to control it though, it’s scares you.” She evades his eyes, searching her surroundings. It had been years since she’d seen the woods or even outside for that matter. Perhaps it was her imagination, but everything seemed so overwhelming beautiful.
The woodland seemed quiet, peaceful. The boy paused his pacing, now that even the sound of his footfalls was silent, all that could be heard was the susurration of the leaves in the gusty crisp California wind. Looking up, she was transfixed by the myriad of fluttering leaves that danced in the high boughs, making a living roof above them. but the longer she stared the more the leaves looked like eyes peering back down at her and the boughs seemed to draw closer, blocking the sunlight as if they were forming a cage around her, and suddenly she feels trapped. His eyes trailed up to were she was looking but looks back down at her, she fiddles with her fingers in a nervous manner. Her eyes meet his, and he can’t help but admire how beautifully lost she looks, as if an angel that landed in hell. “I can help you.” He told her, “Y/N, you could be so powerful,” he adds, “I mean, think about it. You are a banshee. You have a very rare gift that’s just going to waste, you could be saving people.”

“Why do you want to help me so bad?” She asked.

“I want you to be apart of my pack. I have a pack of people like you… They’re all supernatural. But-”

“-You don’t have a banshee.” She finishes.

“Precisely.” He confirms, “Y/N I need your help… And you need mine.” He coaxed.
she hesitated, before nodding slowly… Agreeing. He smirks, commemorating his victory.
“As long as you know that I am the alpha and you do as I say, we should be fine…” He turns, motioning her to follow which she obeys, stepping further and further into her inevitable fate.

Stephen: Do you come from a long line of Skarsgårds?
Oh, yeah. It began way back with Laars Skarsgård. He had a bar. He smoked cigars under the stars, and played guitar. His wife, Marge Skarsgård, was bizarre; she drove her car through a barn.
So far, it’s quite a yarn (?). Was she a…
[ …] his yard was bombarded by the tar. He got hit with shards of rebar
Gard (God), did she do CPR?
Yeah, but he got a scar. I saw it when he left his boudoir door ajar. They had it pretty hard.
Wow. Thanks for sharing that story with me, Alexandaaaar.
It’s just Alex.

(*It was hard to understand some parts, so I apologize for the mistakes. I just found this hilarious, and had to gif it!)


Six of Crows Dreamcast:
1: Fransisco Lachowski as Kaz Brekker
2: Alex Pettyfer as Matthias Helvar
3: Olivia Cooke as Nina Zenik
4: Colin Ford as Wylan Van Eck
5: Adonis Bosso as Jesper Fahey
6: Mariana Santana as Inej Ghafa

Let me know what you think!!!!


It’s called “being a badass.”

some Rhodey love for clairetmple