golden rims

Sombra:*schlap schlap schlap*
Widowmaker, crying into her palms at 1 in the morning, watching the late night cooking channel on her 70" flat screen golden rimmed television, while wearing a pink robe and sitting on her $1,399.99 red velvet sofa drinking $25,000 Chateau Mouton-Rothschild: Sombra pleaze stop zis you are getting wet flipper printz on zee floor

Pacific Rim: Well written and developed female character fights aliens with her golden retriever

Winter Soldier: Well written and developed female character fights the government with her golden retriever and bird

Mad Max: Several well written and developed female characters fights everything with their confused golden retriever 

The Force Awakens: Well written and developed female character fights the new galactic empire with her chocolate lab and his space flying guatemalan dogo boyfriend.

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He’s right outside. We gotta get out of here! Now!
We’re not going anywhere! Now you and I are the only thing standing between that ugly bastard and a city of 10 million people.

Mångata part 1

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Pairing: Thor x plus size!reader. OC!daughter Stella, OC!twins Frey and Atlas.

Warnings: Fluff. Sexual references to male member in the downstairs department but nothing NSFW.

Word count: 2k

Summary: Born from a falling star erupting on Asgardian ground, her small body was covered in little marks that would grow into birth marks representing the constellations. Once of age, Y/N agreed to married Thor and become the future queen of Asgard. Now she is the goddess of the stars and accompanies Heimdall during his watch. However, as the universe exhibits a unique yet peculiar string of events, she is forced to seek shelter on Midgard from an enemy that might just be her own flesh and blood.

A/N: written for @supersoldierslover and my prompt was “showering together (non sexual)”.

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Honestly one of my favourite things about TAZ art is how people draw Lup and Taako as identical twins, but there’s just little things so you can tell which is which. Some headcanons for the differences:

  • Lup’s nose is slightly different. She broke it in a bar fight. Or maybe falling out of a tree when she was a kid. The story changes every time someone asks.
  • Taako is way more likely to wear heels. He can do a backflip in them and land perfectly. Lup has no idea how. She’s more happy in her Fantasy DocsTM
  • Taako’s hair is always flawlessly brushed and conditioned with not a hair out of place (Only a part of this is due to disguise self). Lup cuts hers with a knife because she can’t be bothered to do anything else and is constantly dip dying it weird colours and putting random clips and bobbles she finds around the Starblaster in it. It still somehow manages to look amazing. 
  • Lup will wear a crop top even if it’s cold. When she’s in the mood to wear one it will have to snow to stop her. On the other hand if Taako wakes up and decides he wants to wear 5 layers he will damn well do so even if Davenport informs them they’re venturing down onto the desert planet they’ve just landed on that day. He insists it’s ‘For the aesthetic, man!’
  • Each has about 5 ear piercings, but on a different ear. Lup’s left ear and Taako’s right. They split the price of pairs and take one each so they can match. 
  • Lup will occasionally wear glasses. She doesn’t like it, but years of literally playing with fire has left her eyesight ever so slightly damaged. When she’s trying to see something in the distance she’ll have to pull a pair of giant golden circle wire-rimmed ones from her robe pocket. She keeps forgetting they’re in there though, and cracking the glass or snapping the bridge.
  • Lup will wear her hair up when it’s long, in high ponytails or buns or braids that curl around the back of her neck. Taako always has his long, and keeps it in a plait, or occasionally pigtails

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Her Instinct - Chapter 13

Chapter 13 - A Broken Frame

*mature gifs ahead*

This chapter was inspired by the song Guys My Age by Hey Violet. Feel free to listen as you read, it’s a great song and really fitting to the character ;-)

Morning came even quicker than last time. I feel the warmth of his body against my back. It was so comforting, his lean arm draped over my body, connecting us.

I studied his forearm. His skin looked and felt so smooth, not oily or dry, but just healthy and clear. I outlined his arm, taking in the shape with my hands.

Remembering it.

Memorizing it.

I glided my fingers down to his hand, tracing his palm. His hands weren’t as soft and smooth as his harm. Callouses outlined his palms, either from working out or all that housework he must do. The memory of his cart full of household cleaning items came across my mind. Funny thing, Mr. Leto never talks about a gardening. It must be for the houses he sells.

My mind wandered back to his warm body pressed against my back. I lapsed back into the memories from last night of us wrapped in each other’s arms, inseparable.

I felt myself melt into his arms. A soft kiss on my neck broke my train of thought.

“Someone’s awake,” he said groggily. The huskiness in his voice sent chills down my spine and was literally, the sexiest thing to wake up too.

“Someone’s still sleepy, ” I retorted playfully as I turned to face him .

“For you, I’d be awake in a heart beat.” He said suggestively.

His voice paled in comparison with his looks. Yep, he was just as flawless as he was before. My eyes outlined his perfectly handsome features. I started with is eyes, then his cheek bones, his jaw , down to his neck and stopped at his clavicle. I decided to give my eyes a break and grazed my fingers against his shoulders and chest.

He stared back at me calmly as I touched him. I felt peaceful in the oddest way.

“I don’t want to leave. I could stay in bed with you all day.” I said out loud to myself.

“Don’t say that Kerri, or I’ll just might have to make that happen.” He tapped my nose with finger with his finger.

I laughed as I inched closer to him. He leaned in, kissing me tenderly. He proceeded to kiss down across my jaw tracing down to my shoulders.

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Quick sketch for Gutterball over at Ao3, who writes the most fantastic Pacific Rim fics that made me cry and laugh and definitely satisfied the Herc/Chuck hole in me a million times over (your son is off to save the world and die and you guys can’t even hug?????). This is for the ShifterChuck AU http://archiveofourown.org/series/398722 where Chuck can shift into a golden retriever and Herc made a lot of heart eyes and I am sitting there wondering if Herc was worse when Chuck was an adorable little puppy. So this happened > < I may have made a lot of embarrassing gushing noises while reading this.

daughterofdante  asked:

Obi-wan wears glasses because he's allergic to the medicine that cure the need for glasses and everyone finds out. Please?

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Obi-Wan gave a low sigh of frustration before he seemed to throw his hands up in surrender and reaching into his belt and pulling out a pair of spectacles to everyone’s surprise.

They were golden thin wired, rectangular with thicker arms that seemed padded along with the padding over the bridge that went over the nose.

“Obi-Wa-” Anakin started before watching his master casually put a finger in his left eye and seemingly flickering something away before he put on the glasses.

“…Obi-Wan, what the kriff?” Anakin gaped.

“That was me getting rid of the only contact lenses I have and putting on my glasses Anakin.” Obi-Wan offered calmly as he started rereading the report, feeling the headache easing a bit as he processed the information without straining his eyes.

“Aren’t you suppose to wash your hands before putting your fingers in your eyes for that kind of thing?” Ashoka blinked, staring at him. “And you got glasses?”

“I agree with her, you got glasses?” Anakin repeated.

Obi-Wan hummed, giving an absent shrug as he continued reading. “Yes. I can’t use the eye correction medication nor the surgery. So my best options were contact lenses since its so easy to lose your glasses in a lightsaber battle. I still have a pair for emergency though.”

“They suit you master Obi-Wan.” Ahsoka swung her legs back and forth while sitting on a table, elbows resting on her thighs with a small grin. “You look even more distinguished if that was possible.”

Obi-Wan made a low chuckling noise. “I hated them as a child. In the creche…well they were a target for my childhood bully.” He offered in amusement. “Four eyed Oafy-Wan.” His chuckle trailed off.

“Oafy-Wan? Bullies? Doesn’t Bant call you you Oafy-Wan?” Anakin found his voice again, taking a few steps over to the other mans side.

“Occasionally, yes. Its a nickname that no longer hurts because its no longer used by a bully but a dear friend. And I’ve let go of whatever Bruck used to call me…” Obi-Wan looked up then smiled at him. “It doesn’t matter anymore Anakin.”

The blond would have responded if Cody hadn’t just walked into the tent. “General Kenobi I ju-oh!” The commander stared at his General in surprise before smiling. “Did you lose your contact lenses sir?”

“Yes Cody, I’ll have new ones in a weeks time but until then I will have to wear my glasses.” He sighed before chuckling. “And of course you knew I wore glasses.”

“Yes sir, I did study your profile. There’s a reason there’s never hoi-broth on the menu.” The clone shrugged before launching into the report for them.

Anakin blinked.

He was starting to wonder if he should take a look into Obi-Wan’s profile and history. He never desired to study it before but now he was starting to wonder if he should.

The copper haired Jedi nodded occasionally to what the commander was saying, humming in understanding and giving the appropriate response as light glittered of the golden rim of his glasses and the glass.

“Do they update themselves automatically?” Ahsoka suddenly asked curiously, interrupting Cody.

“What? Is that really important right now Ahsoka?” Obi-Wan raised his brows.

“No but I’m curious. You just put them on without any concern and you looked like the headache you had disappeared less then five minutes later.” She shrugged, sitting up and waving her hands. “I mean, doesn’t it usually take time to adapt between contact lenses and glasses?”

Obi-Wan sighed then shook his head. “Usually yes, but like you suspected, these updates themselves automatically.” He took his glasses of carefully, showing them the inner side of the left golden bar where Anakin could spot faint lights. “See these? These adjusts the glasses to the strength I need as long as the changes in my eye strengths aren’t to big of a leap. Sometimes I need to have them manually adjusted by an optician but as long as the leap is within a seven change up or down, I can just put my glasses on anytime I don’t have contact lenses.”

He put his glasses back on and peered at them over the rim. “Now, let Cody finish his report.” He turned back to the commander.

‘And I need to look up these optic glasses, they sound fascinating.’