hands in the first cap

Saw a man refusing to let his pregnant wife off the porch because he “saw a rat the size of a dog and I will NOT let it bite you, please go back inside darling”. Made me wonder how protective the Maheswaran’s were of their baby.

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i call this set

“gon git that man” & “man acquired" 

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Sometimes you just have to show the world your happy flappy hands! These patches are available on my etsy shop, SapphicStitches. You’ll find more info there about customizing options and whatnot.

The patch on the right was designed by @night-dark-woods!

Image descriptions:
the first and third images are of black, circular, hand-embroidered patches. The first reads “Happy Flaps!” in purple, all caps, with the emoticon (((\[^-^]/))) in gold thread in the center.
The second patch reads “Flappy hands are happy hands” in white, all caps, with a hand on either side of the word “are.” The left hand is red, orange, and yellow; the right hand is purple, blue, and green.
The middle image is a gif of a white agender person with a buzz cut and glasses grinning and flapping their hands fast. (The flapping was because I was watching a space ep of Bill Nye’s new show and was super excited haha)

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“You really think that if they believe Tron’s alive, it will inspire a revolution?”
“I know it will.”

TRONfest 2017 
Day 2: Favorite in Other Media // TRON: Uprising

game night with tom

- its past five on a Friday night at home with tom. you guys are having a really chilled out, quiet night in and just enjoying the fact you guys are at home and with each other.

- you’re scrolling through your instagram when tom plops himself down beside you on the couch, dropping his head into your lap. he’s quiet so you just continue your thing but drop your free hand down to slide your fingers through his thick hair.

- tom sighs and closes his eyes, leaning into your touch. he loves that he can just sit with you in comfortable silence, nothing but the sound of your breathing and tessa’s snores from her little bed in the corner. after a while, though, tom starts to get restless and little bit needy for your attention.

- he tried getting your attention by poking you in the thigh, but you ignore him figuring that he was just trying to annoy you. he gets a little frustrated so he grabs your hand places it on his cheek and licks a long line up your arm. you almost throw your phone in shock at the sudden wet feeling, a high-pitched squeal escaping you.

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when your friend hands you a sharpie and tells you about this magic trick they learned where you first write PEN 15 on your hand but they didn’t tell tell you what step two of the trick is but they won’t stop laughing for some reason so you’re like whatever and you go to your next class where you gotta take a huge test that you’ve been studying for all week so you know the material and you’re confident that you’re gonna ace it because as soon as it hits the desk you’re like hell yeah I know this shit and you’re doing well until about halfway through when the teacher asks what you’ve got written on your hand and you look at it again and immediately realize that your friend was laughing at you because you wrote PENIS on your hand in all caps and didn’t get it the first time and now your knees are weak and palms are sweaty but not sweaty enough to erase the sharpie so you panic and tell your teacher that you’ve got nothing on your hand so they walk over and now the whole class is looking up from their tests and at you and the teacher gives you the ultimatum of showing them your hand or getting a zero on the test so you grudgingly show them your shaking hand with PENIS written on it and everyone in the class can see and u can feel mom’s spaghetti from last night boutta make another appearance but you swallow your nausea and your pride in order to get that grade so you don’t fail

anonymous asked:

Hallo :) my question is for Sara, but I wasn't sure if I should ask on her personal Tumblr since it is a cosplay question, I apologise if I should have. I want to go as Teddy Lupin for Halloween, and I wondered how you manage to get your hair to stay hidden and lie flat under your Remus wig? I have quite long hair so it might just be too long :/ I hope you all are having a wonderful day/night, and thank you for making such awesome videos ❤

Hi! It’s absolutely fine to ask about that here! 
I’ve solved the ~hair situation~ a few different ways through the years, depending on how long it is (it was once almost down to my waist, but now I keep cutting it shorter every time). First thing, try to get your hands on a wig cap, if your hair is not super long it can hold it in one place pretty ok, maybe with some extra bobby pins. If your hair is super long you can try and braid it, secure it with bobby pins and then put the wig cap over it. This is what I used to do, unfortunately your head might look a bit bigger and kinda lumpy, depending on how the wig looks. I solved that by cutting a fair bit of my hair off. 

Nowadays I use one black wig cap, like in the link, to hold the hair, and then one beige fine meshed one over that to keep it in place. And I always try to straighten my hair before, because somehow that makes it take up less space.

But this is just how I do it! There’s tons of videos and guides if you google something like “put on wig cap”. Good luck with your cosplay!! <3 

The Story of Miss Black//Part Four

Warning: suicide, overdose

It was the day after Boxing Day, and Y/N Black had had enough. She wasn’t fucking around this time. She was completely done. She was in her bedroom, alone at midnight. The lights were all off except for the candles on her desk which she was currently sat at. She had four bottles of muggle medication in front of her that she had managed to get hold of. They looked more daunting in real life but even more inviting. Next to her was a glass of water. In her mind, she was ready. 

Her hands were shaking slightly as she picked up the first bottle. She unscrewed the cap and tipped a handful into her palm. With a tear in her eye, she raised her hand to her mouth and pushed them in, reaching for the water. She swallowed them and went again. And again. And again. Until she was on her third bottle. And again. And again. And again.
And then she fell.
She was falling.

Miss Black woke up to the sound of sobs. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was her father Sirius who was clutching her hand and crying. There were various other people surrounding her, but she couldn’t make out who they were. Everything was too hazy. Her father noticed that she had woken up.

“Oh Y/N,” He said between sobs. “What did you do? What did you do?”

She looked down at her father’s hand which was interlocked with hers. She felt no emotion whatsoever. Y/N looked at everyone else who was surrounding her hospital bed. Remus, Tonks, Ginny, and Harry were all stood around her bed. Ginny had tears in her eyes and Remus was crying. She looked at her surroundings. She was hooked up to a drip and there were wires all around her connected to different machines. Suddenly one of the doctors from St Mungos (She presumed that was where she was) came into the room.

“Miss Black,” He said in a solemn tone, “How are you feeling.”
She just looked at him blankly.
“Do you know,” He asked, “How many pills you took?”
No response.
“From the bottles in your bedroom and their capacity, we’ve estimated that you took around 30 pills, but you had about 240 in your possession. If you hadn’t have collapsed and ceased to take anymore, you would have died. We’re presuming that was your intention.”
She nodded.
“Y/N,” Sirius gasped, “Why? You’ve got to give me some answers.”
Miss Black wanted to disappear. She didn’t want to give any answers.
“I’m going to give you some space,” the doctor said, “And then I’ll be back with a nurse from psych.”
Y/N’s stomach twisted. Did he say psych? Remus came and sat next to his niece.
“Y/N, you need to tell us why you did this. It’s not going to be easy, but we need to know. We can’t help you if you don’t tell us the problem.” He took hold of her hands, “Teddy wants to come and see you but he can’t until you’ve been evaluated and we know a little bit more. He’s heartbroken.”
“Okay,” Y/N croaked, “I’ll tell you.”
All of the adults seemed to relax a little when she said this.
“You’ll have to repeat it to the doctor too,” Ginny said
“That’s fine. I just want Teddy.” Y/N replied

Teddy Lupin was sat on the edge of Y/N’s hospital bed. She was currently sleeping. The adults had given him some space to talk to Y/N. She was currently in the process of getting all of the drugs out of her system. It was as if she knew that Teddy was there. She slowly roused herself from sleep, and there was Teddy.

“Ted-” She whispered
“Y/N,” he sighed “Are you okay?”
“I’ve been better.”

Y/N pulled Teddy into a tight hug. She wanted nothing more than him. Just him being next to her made her a little bit happier. Teddy repositioned himself so that he was in the bed with her. She had he hed resting on his chest and her arms around him.

“I’m here now, and I’m not letting you go ever again.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, don’t ever forget it.”
~

To be continued…
We’re on the last stretch now everyone! Only one more part after this and then Miss Black’s story will be concluded.

okay kids listen up - your German aunt Natalie (dat me) is gonna tell you about that beetle

* yes I mean that blue fucking beetle in the masterpiece “Captain America - The First Avenger That Had To Go And Kiss Sharon What The Heck Steve”

* I’m telling you this cause I drive that lil piece of shit car through good old Germany every day and it’s not fun okay

* first of all it’s a “Käfer” not a beetle if I gotta hear one more German say biiitel in that “what is English” voice I’m gonna

* so yeah that car? No. Why. Steve wHY

* it’s Steve Sam and Bucky Baby right? Right. Let me tell you these three men are SUFFERING

* Bucky? Just forget about him. Lost the feeling in his legs two hours ago, hits his head on the roof every time (every. time.) there’s a bump in the road THIS MAN HAS HURT ENOUGH GODDAMNIT

* no for real the backseats weren’t built for humans let alone the motherfucking winter soldier

* Stevie and Sam darling can’t be more comfy either like shit this car is TINY

* that stuff Sharon “let’s touch lips” Carter got you there? Good luck getting that in the trunk. TheTrunk™ that’s apparently built for one single egg-shaped thing. No one knows what that thing is. Everything that is NOT that thing won’t fit

* It just. Doesn’t fit. :)

* THE GEARSHIFT OKAY like “let’s escape?” - NO how bout no cause the gearshift is stuck sorry Steve you wanted to what? Drive?? Backwards???? Nah man. This thing is stuck into the next century and you better not use your super soldier mojo like the only thing you’ll manage is to break the handle clean off

* THERE ARE THREE MORE THAN GROWN MEN IN THIS CAR AND IT’S SUNNY OUTSIDE YOU DON’T GET IT THEY ARE COOKING IN THIS TIN CAN LIKE THE FUCKING INSTANT RAVIOLI THEY ARE

* trust me. Boiling heat. They started building real air condition after that car thanks VW

* did I mention that? It’s not fast?? Like? At all?? Like? You wanna drive on a fucking highway for more than 5 minutes with some kinda decent speed and this thing will need a day nap after. Let’s remember they’re literally escaping from iron man lol

* YOU DONT GET IT. THIS IS LITERALLY. THE MOST. IMPRACTICAL CAR. IN THE WORLD. UGH

* at least it has a fuckin flower vase next to the fucking steering wheel cheers Steve Rogers good luck with that you iDIO T

do u ever have that one person where you cant speak to them for even 2 minutes without violently swinging between “please never stop talking to me im desperate for your attention” and “literally never even think about me again you piece of shit” at least 300 times

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We lost ourselves on our way.

anonymous asked:

Imagine Steve bargaining his freedom with General Ross in order to get amnesty for the members of Team Cap to go home to their kids/families

“I’m confused, Captain.” Steve didn’t have to turn to watch General Ross swagger into the room; he could hear it in his tone.  “Why add escaping a maximum security prison to your compatriots’ list of troubles?”

Steve finally turns to face Ross so the man can see how serious Steve is about his proposal.  “Because I’m willing to make a deal.” 

“I’m not sure you understand how the legal system works. Which is astonishing for the man calling himself Captain America.”  

It was Steve’s turn to look smug.  “It’s an offer you can’t refuse.”

General Ross merely raised his eyebrows and waited.  

“You grant them –all of them- amnesty, and I’ll not only turn myself in for disciplinary action, I’ll sign the Accords.”

Ross’ eyebrows raised only a fraction; his only reaction for several long moments before: “Barton, Wilson, Lang. They go free and pardoned.”

Steve cracked his jaw.  “Wanda is granted the same pardon and freedom, or you can spend the rest of your career trying to hunt us down and explaining to your committee why you can’t find us.”

“Maximoff is—“

Wanda is a kid.  And acted under my authority.  She gets the same pardon as the rest of them, or I walk.  I won’t make this offer again.”

Another voice joined before Ross could respond: “You’ll get me, too. But only if Wanda is pardoned, too.”  

Bucky.

“You can’t—“ Steve started.

“I can do what I want.  End of the line, pal, remember?”  Bucky clapped a hand on Steve’s shoulder and shifted his gaze to the General.  “So?”

Ross barely hesitated.  “Done. You both turn yourselves in.  You’ll sign the Accords.  You’ll be charged and appropriately punished.”  He smiled again, self-satisfied and victorious. “Now if that’s all, let me show you to your cells.”

Sparing a glance to Bucky, Steve followed, Bucky falling in a step behind and to the left of him.

cavaleiro-de-dragao  asked:

Please, write more of that ironpanther au, it was really good >< (or any more ironpanther, the lack of fanfic for them is depressing). Thanks!!

Okay, okay, here goes! 

Following after my first post

When Tony is taken in Afghanistan T’Challa is mad with worry. Tony tries to reassure him time and time again through their bond but after the first month there was only so much he could say. When he breaks free and Rhodey finally finds him they head for Wakanda first where everyone fusses over him. Pepper heads over the moment she can. Tony creates Iron Man and can’t keep it a secret from T’Challa because of the bond, Pepper because she’s hyper vigilant and Rhodey because he recognizes when Tony is trying to keep a secret. Obie gets taken down almost instantly because Pepper isn’t as weak and fragile as everyone thinks she is and Tony may or may not have had sparring sessions with both her and Rhodey and T’Challa and the Dora (they are vicious!) and learned a bit of boxing from Happy.

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It’s Always Been You PT.3

You and Bucky had instantly clicked as soon as you arrived at the Avengers Facility, and soon became best friends. He trusted you implicitly and ever since heard you sing, he felt himself falling faster as the days rolled on. So when you start to pull away from him, he feels betrayed and upset. Thinking it’s something to do with him and his past.

Little did he know that it was nothing to do with his past, but your shame in your body, your feelings of self-loathing and your ever growing love for your best friend.

Bucky + Plus Size Reader

AN: Hey Dolls! Thank you for the overwhelming response I’m receiving for this story! This instalment isn’t the best, but it’s important as it’s setting the tone for the next. Also, who doesn’t love a good makeover? Am I right? No? Ok, I’ll let you carry on then! 

Tags are still open and as always my inbox is always open for requests!- Rae xo

Word Count: 2016

STORY TW: Weight Issues, Fat Shaming, Swearing, Violence, Smut (Maybe? Idk yet)

CHAPTER TW: Weight Issues, Low self-esteem, Swearing

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3: “As I’ll Ever Be.”

               “Nikki, this is so kind of you, and I really appreciate it,” you chewed your bottom lip, trying to find the right words to say, without hurting the stylists feelings. “But-“

“You don’t like it, right?” she nodded towards the outfit, and you meekly nodded in return. “You’re right to, there’s just something that looks off isn’t there?,” she bit her nails in thought, “Well this is all I’ve bought with me, so it looks like we’re going to HAVE to go shopping!” she turned around to her team of unbelievably good looking women, “Girls, take a break, get a coffee or something. We’ve got some shopping to do!” she giggled like a schoolgirl before practically pulling your arm out of it’s socket, dragging you out the door


 Your feet hurt from walking, your arms were weak from carrying the ags full of clothes, shoes and whatever else Nikki had decided to treat you with. You bundled into your room and slumped down on the bed, the only thing you had on your mind was a nap.

 “Hey Sleeping Beauty, get your ass up, you’ve got to go get all pretty and shit” you were rudely awoken with a vigorous shake from the one and only Natasha Romanoff.

 “Ok, I’m up, I’m up. What are you doing here?” you asked, trying to stifle a yawn

 “Well, I’m here for a free mani-pedi, obviously. And to get you to the hair stylist, you’ve got to take care of that mane some time.” She laughed as you put on your very best, I’m shocked and appalled face.

 “What’s wrong with my hair?” you laughed

 “When did you last have it in anything apart from a bun Y/L/N?” she raised her eyebrow at you. 

 “I don’t remember…” you trailed off, looking at the floor.

 “Well, then that’s exactly what’s wrong with it.” She smiled at her own joke, “Now, I don’t want to see you until you’ve been all dolled up” At that, she was up and getting the nail technicians attention.

The stylist waltzed into your room with all the equipment that she needed, and sat you down on her chair.

“So?” you asked the lady as she was running her fingers through your hair, scrutinising the ends with microscopic precision.

               “Oh no no no, you’re not allowed to know. I’ve been told you’re not allowed to even get a peek until we’re all done with hair and make up” you sighed, this was Tony’s doing, and you knew it.


After around 3 hours of primping, polishing and styling, you were about to go and get your outfit on. You walked to the closet where Nikki was making the final touches to your outfit. You looked at it nervously.

“Don’t worry, it’ll look amazing. Here, go put these on.” She threw all sorts of under-garments at you, bras, panties, even stocking and suspenders. You held up a corset and wondered what the hell it was for, you gave her a quizzical look, “It sucks everything in, trust me. You’d look amazing anyway, but this, this is what seals the deal. Just in case you had your eye on anyone special” She winked and you turned a light shade of red. “Now, go and get dressed, you don’t have long” She hurried you into the bathroom where you proceeded to dress in the undergarments you’d been given. As you were about to leave, you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror for the first time and didn’t recognise the person staring back at you.            

 Your once straight Y/H/C, lack lustre locks were now healthy curls of deep red that hung just below your shoulders, your feathery fringe stopped just above your now perfectly groomed eyebrows. A blended, soft brown shadow was sitting in the crease of your eye and an inky black flick was on your eyelid, your eyelashes were thick and wispy, you blinked, fluttering them, making you aware of your lack of them up to this point. The lashes tickled your cheek and that made you laugh, causing your attention to change from your eyes to your lips. They looked soft and plump, covered with a deep blue-red lipstick and lip liner that made your teeth look whiter than they were before. Your face had been sculpted nicely, with a shimmery highlight bringing out your cheekbones. You felt amazing in the sexy lingerie that had been picked out for you, and turned your attention to the dress that had been picked out for you. You stepped into the dress and pulled it over your hips, the black velvet hugging you like it was made for you. The deep V in the front accentuated your ample cleavage and the way material ruched across your abdomen and down made it even more flattering, as it hid anything that you were self-conscious about, but showed off your hourglass figure, that you didn’t even know you had, perfectly. The black heels with the red bottoms that you had fallen in love with fit you like a glove and made your tanned legs look positively divine. You added your accessories, added your new perfume and with a satisfied smile, you stepped out of the bathroom into the bedroom. With your head held high and your shoulders back, you were finally ready to face the room full of expectant professionals.

               You felt a wave of self-confidence wash over you as you posed for them, you smiled and laughed as they cheered and wolf whistled you. A small blush appeared on your face and you thanked them all. Without them, you wouldn’t feel anything close to how you felt right now. You felt beautiful, and that was such a rare occurrence for you, that you were so very grateful to everyone who had helped you get there. As soon as Natasha and Wanda had heard the commotion, they had practically sprinted to see your ‘Transformation’ as they were calling it. They stopped dead at the door and both of their mouths were hung open, at a loss for words.

“Well, what do you think?” you raised your eyebrow, hoping for a positive review from the only other girls in the house.

“You look so good Y/N, I’ve never seen you smile so big before!” Wanda came over and hugged the living daylights out of you, “You look amazing.” She whispered into you, you smiled and returned her compliment. You looked at Nat, preparing yourself for whatever she was going to say.

“Well shit, it turns out you’re hot as fuck. Good job Nikki” she looked at you and gave you a wink and held her fist out to Nikki to bump. “Are you ready?” she looked at you and you froze, were you ready? “He’s not going to be able to take his eyes off you.” She gave you a knowing look.

“What? Who?” you played dumb, hoping that they wouldn’t press the issue any further. The rest of the team left to clean up, which let you to have your discussion alone.

“You must think we’re stupid Y/N. We’re talking about Bucky.” You opened your mouth to protest Wanda, but she raised her finger before you had the chance to say anything. “And don’t you deny it. We see how you look at him”

“He sees me as a friend” you didn’t necessarily lie, you just didn’t tell them that you wished he saw you as more than a friend. Wanda sent you a look, and you didn’t need to say anything else, she knew.

“And? What do you see him as?” Nat pressed. Boy, she really wanted to hear the words come out of your mouth.

“I mean, of course I like him, who wouldn’t? He’s gorgeous. He’s kind, and funny. He’s charming and protective. I mean I should be so lucky right?” you finally admitted it to Nat, just not to the extent that you liked him.

“Well wearing that hun, you’ll be getting very lucky, if you know what I mean” she sent you a wink and you exploded with laughter. You picked up your phone from the charger and noticed a text from Bucky.

Limos have arrived. Time to board your carriage, Cinderella.

You made sure you had everything you needed, and headed out the door.

“Y/N, you go last, so you get the grand reveal.” You rolled your eyes at Wanda, ever the romantic.

You ascended the stairs behind Nat and Wanda, and you could hear them being wolf whistled and clapped by everyone. You took a deep breath and nervously turned the corner looking out at the crowd of people. It became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone’s mouth was hanging open in a similar way to Nat and Wanda earlier. Your eyes searched the room for those familiar ocean blue orbs. When you found them, your heart started racing, and you could feel your smile widening. He looked so handsome in his tuxedo, his long hair in a slicked back style that made you want to run your fingers through it. He looked you up and down, and there was a brief flash of something that you couldn’t quite figure out in his eyes. All of a sudden, all of the men were rushing to you, reaching for your hand, fighting to help you down the stairs. All of them apart from the man who you really wanted to be there. He kept his distance, keeping his gaze on you at all times.

“Here, Y/N, let me help you.” Steve extended his hand to you, ever the gentleman.

“Hey, shove off Cap, I asked first” Sam pushed Steve’s hand away, replacing it with his own. You blushed harder, not used to all the attention you were now receiving.

“I think we all know, I was there before both of you.” You heard Tony move through the crowd and he took your hand and escorted you down the stairs. He leant into you and whispered “You look stunning Siren. Who knew right?” you slapped his arm playfully and laughed. He can be an ass, but him footing the bill for this make over made you feel very thankful to Tony, for everything he did for you tonight.

“Thank you Stark.” You looked at him, he picked your hand up, and planted a small kiss on top of it.

“Go get ‘em tiger.” He raised his eyebrow and as soon as he’d said it, he was off, talking to someone about something far beyond you level of expertise. You made your way over to Bucky, who’s stare you were painfully aware of the whole time you’d been stood in the foyer. Your eyes met his and he smiled at you and the dancing butterflies in your stomach were at it again, why did you react like this with him?

“Hey Buck. You don’t scrub up too shabby,” you mentally cursed yourself at your nervous laugh that followed.

“Neither do you, Angel.” He took you in his arms and you pulled him close, giving him a chance to feel your curves, you blamed your new found confidence at the sudden need for his attention. He didn’t complain, as he picked you up and span you around. He placed you back down and whispered into your ear, “You’re simply captivating, Doll” Your heart was hammering away so fast in your chest, you felt it could jump out at any moment. You felt your breathing hitch as he studied you, you glanced up at him, his eyes darkening with something you couldn’t quite place your finger on.

“Come on Guys! I want to party!” Sam called from outside. You hadn’t even noticed the foyer empty, leaving only you and Bucky stood on the logo in the entrance hall. Bucky placed his hand on the small of your back, the small touch sending a shiver down your spine.

“You ready Doll?” his low voice made your knees weak, and you could have jumped him there and then.

“As I’ll ever be.”


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