OF COURSE JIN IS APHRODITES SON OF COURSE!!! I just got home from adulting and now I have to write like the other 3/4 of my essay due tomorrow and remember how I said my math teacher was lenient on due dates? He just emailed me telling me I gotta do all my stuff 😭😭😭 why am I like this?? ~ Virgo ♍️
OF COURSE HE IS! IT’S ONLY FITTING SINCE HE LOOKS LIKE A GOD HIMSELF;;;DO YOUR WORK, GIRL! Get it done so you won’t have to worry about it for longer!!
Once I tried to think of how Harry James Potter would have looked like when he got older.
I imagine McGonagall seeing him and thinking that Harry looks like everyone he loved now. His mother’s green eyes, his father’s features, Sirius’ hair (and even beard) and Remus, because of the scars on his face.
Celebranting 10k followers on Instagram @potterbyblvnk today, and also appreciating all the support with my series of sketches about adult Harry here on tumblr! :) I hope you enjoy this portrait of Harry showing his hair 😉
Ok I just finished Power Rangers (2017) and I don’t think Allistics quite understand how important it was to see Billy (the blue ranger) portrayed the way he was.
In media, there’s generally only one kind of canon autistic. And by canon I mean “The source material uses terminology that references autism or outright states said character is autistic”, and Billy straight up said “I’m on the spectrum” which is how many of us say “I’m autistic” without actually saying it’s Autism Spectrum Disorder. He also said “No it’s a diagnosis” when he missed Jason’s (the red ranger) joke.
So we only get one (1) kind of autistic in media. What kind is that? Well look no further than Sherlock “I’m a high functioning sociopath” Holmes of BBC’s Sherlock. That is usually what we get. A genuinely horribly written person who treats his peers like trash because he believes he’s smarter than them, and is given ~mystical Autism powers~ [read: he’s really good at logic and things] because of the fact that he is Autistic.
We generally get the white boy who likes trains, is good at math, and treats people badly (if an adult) or is a “problem child” if a minor.
Billy is a black autistic teenager. Now I’m white, I should say that straight up, but it is super important that we see black autistic characters. Why? Because people of color are massively under diagnosed with autism. The reasons for that vary, it could be resources (getting diagnosis is expensive), but a lot of it does have to do with racism in the field of psychology. It’s important for young black autistics to be able to see people like Billy on TV. To be able to think “That’s me. I could be a power ranger to.”
Not once was Billy shown to be a “problem child” at all. He was a Soft Boy. He has special interests, trouble communicating and picking up on social cues. A few times there I thought he was going to cry from the stress of everything and when the bully at the start of the movie broke his pencils I felt what he did because I was in his situation once upon a time. He was distressed and if it wasn’t for Jason stepping in I have no doubt that the bully would have pushed him to tears.
Billy was the reason everything took off. He found the coins. He was able to map out where the crystal was. He was the first to morph!!
He wasn’t this egotistical jackass who treats coworkers like they’re disposable silverware, he was a real person. He was a real autistic person.
And seeing someone like him, being himself and was unapologetic about it! And when he did face shit for being autistic, both times the bully got fucked up. It even went the extra step of making the bully a running gag for getting hurt and tbh I don’t give a shit about a bully’s feelings I’m glad it was a running gag.
Billy is so important, and I need people to understand we need more people like him in media at large.
What I mean: IT (2017) erased Beverly’s childhood feelings for Ben that were present in the novel and made his feelings for her non-mutual in order to have Bill/Bev as the straight, non negotiable romance of the film. They did this because people are more willing to accept Jaeden as a serious love interest than Jeremy. They heavily promoted Bilverly scenes in TV spots and trailers whereas Ben was only shown as the nerdy kid, to the point where I was concerned that his feelings for Bev had been cut. Even though they weren’t, they were portrayed as pathetic or funny in most scenes since the film made it clear that Bill/Bev was going to happen and Ben was sad for thinking otherwise. And even though Bev and Ben get married as adults, now it’s going to be that she developed feelings for him when he lost weight which is really harmful and gross, plus the emotional weight behind them finally finding happiness together after all that time is lost. Bill/Bev was given backstory, development, a proper kiss because why not? They LOOK just like the pairing you’d expect, the most conventionally attractive guy got the girl. Of course I think Bilverly is cute but I can’t detach the fatphobia that motivated their storyline from their relationship and I just wish that there had been a more balanced love triangle because Benverly is an important couple to me and the fact that they erased it in this film is really upsetting to people who relate to Ben (me)
again, I’m sorry I had to stop this project. I had a LOT more story to tell and my depression just wasn’t letting me have the motivation to do so. School is starting back up again and I knew I wouldn’t be able to work on any comic pieces once that happened so here is the summary of what I want to do with the rest of the story!
So I just checked Thomas Sanders’ blog to look for this allegedly terrible, un-childsafe nsfw content and
He posted some topless pics of himself as an opportunity to talk about body positivity and self-confidence. And someone asked if they could draw nsfw of him and he said it was okay as long as they were of age.
That’s it. Like, that’s literally it.
Now may I ask what the fuck is the problem here???? He’s an adult man? He’s allowed to talk about his own body and sexuality on his own damn blog.
Harry is so grumpy and dorky in the books. When drawing him as an adult I, however, think of Ginny’s influence on his life when they got together after the war. How she must have awakened his good mood and confidence (which developed his sexy/hot side eventually). That’s why I love drawing this couple. How they complete each other and especially how better he gets because he’s with her. He’s still grumpy and has a terrible mood, but I like to think he smiles very often now. And when he says good morning to everyone they all look surprised “You seem in a very good mood, Mr. Potter” but happier about him being happy. On the other hand I think Harry made Ginny more mature and down to earth. Someone who’s really concentrate on her job and family, maybe even more altruistic about other’s people well being. Someone who can be fucking serious and intense in some situations. I also love to imagine Ginny going to practice in a very bad mood. Grumpy as hell during all day. But when she gets home Harry is in a good mood to balance the house. And that’s why I believe they work pretty well together
So there has been a lot more anti-trans or negative trans things all over Tumblr recently thanks to— well we all know what its thanks to.
I had a specific request for something positive and pro-trans and I absolutely agree we could all handle something positive and fluffy and nice, so here we go.
This is a Part Two to my first trans!peter fic Secrets.
For those who haven’t read PART ONE—Peter is Tom Holland/15 years old, the relationship between he and Deadpool is strictly platonic. This is not Spideypool shipping, this is just a friendship.
Trans!Peter and protective dad!Tony and protective friend!Wade
************************* “You’re gonna stay with me, right?” Peter asked nervously and Wade patted his shoulder comfortingly.
“Not going anywhere Spidey. Just here for support.”
“Thanks.” Peter rubbed at his chest, tugging uncomfortably on his binder.
“You alright? Do we need to loosen it?” Wade was still in full costume, mask and katanas and all, but he started pulling his gloves off to help Peter if needed.
“No.” Peter shook his head. “No it’s fine, just… just feeling super noticeable right now.”
“Not noticeable.” Wade assured him. “Since we got rid of that ugly black thing, this nude one blends in a lot better.”
“Ok.” Peter took a deep breath. “Okay. Let’s go.”
Wade kept a big hand on Peter’s shoulders as they headed into the living room of the Avengers compound, sitting down together on the couch across from where Tony was sitting, jotting notes down as he read through a file.
“Deadpool. You take your hand off my kid or I’m gonna break it off.” Tony said without even looking up and Wade laughed before removing his hand and leaning back, folding his arms over his chest.
“What are you even doing here? I feel like last time you and I ran into each other—”
“Mr Stark.” Peter interrupted before Tony could unleash some sort of verbal destruction on the mercenary. “I really need to talk to you.”
“What’s up, kiddo?” Tony put his file down instantly, leaning forward and clasping his hands loosely between his knees. “Everything alright?”
“Mr Stark–” Peter looked at Wade for encouragement, who sent him a thumbs up. “I am– I am–trans.”
Peter took a deep breath and pulled his t shirt off, exposing both his binder and the slightly reddened spot where he took his injections. “I’m um… This is who I am.”
Then, “Trans.” Tony repeated. “So. Um transsexual? Transgender? Is there a difference? I don’t even know. Okay. Trans. Alright. How long? Can I ask that?”
“I’ve been transitioning for close to a year.” Peter offered and Tony nodded. “I take testosterone injections, and wear a binder to keep everything–” he made a motion over his chest. “It’s been more difficult to hide with being Spider-Man but–but I’m working on it.”
“Okay.” Tony nodded again. “Alright.”
“So–” Peter spread his hands uncertainly. “So, I wanted you to know.”
“Did you tell this one before you told me?” Tony pointed at Wade who made an offended noise.
“Wade found me when I was hurt one night–”
“–I was fine. But Wade had to help me and he found out and– and you know it was nice to have someone know, and I didn’t want to hide it anymore. I don’t want you to feel like I’m lying to you about anything. Aunt May says–”
“May knows?” Tony interrupted. “About the binding and the shots and this guy?”
“Well maybe not about me hanging out with Pool, but I mean, yeah. Everything else. She has to pay for the injections so–.”
“Okay.” Tony folded his arms. “I’m gonna need the suit back.”
“Mr Stark!” Peter cried, suddenly much closer to tears than he’d been just a moment before. “Why would you–”
“Check it out, Iron Dildo.” Wade snapped, and leaned forward with something like a growl. “How bout you back the fuck off, see that this kid is trying to be honest with you and you being an asshole isn’t going to—”
“Hey, guy who kills people for money, how about you shut up for two minutes and let me talk?” Tony retorted. “Peter, give me your suit.”
Peter reached into his back slowly and pulled out the suit, handing it over to Tony with shaking hands.
Tony turned it over a few times, looking at it thoughtfully. “So.” he cleared his throat. “So should we talk about redesigning this with a binder built in? So you don’t have to wear one in addition to the suit? Or would that be uncomfortable?”
“Wh–What?” Peter ran his fingers through his hair. “Um, what?”
“Is a binder built into your suit too uncomfortable?” Tony asked again. “Like does it need to be something like a corset sort of thing? Or hooks? Or since your suit tightens around you automatically do I need to upgrade where it holds around your chest? Or would you rather just– you alright, Pete?”
“I’m fine.” The fifteen year old covered his face with his hands. “I’m fine, it’s just—” his voice caught and Tony’s eyes softened.
“You just let me know how to make this easier for you, okay? I dont know anything about anything like this, so you’ll have to speak up.”
“Sure thing.” Peter wiped his eyes and sat back up. “Um, thank you, Mr Stark I can’t—”
“Also.” Tony made a show of picking up his tablet, scrolling through some documents until he apparently found which ever one he was looking for. “I noticed you haven’t signed up for the insurance program available to you through the Stark Internship. Recently it was decided that insurance will now cover binders and testosterone injections and all the…things that I don’t know about that goes with that sort of thing.”
“Recently?” Wade repeated, sounding skeptical, and Tony sent him a narrowed eyed glare.
“Yes, Mr. Wilson. Recently. As in within the last ten minutes. Is that a problem?”
Wade held up his hands peacefully, and both the adults turned to look at Peter, who still looked like he might cry any second.
“You don’t ever have to be afraid to tell me things like this.” Tony’s voice was gruff, and he pulled his sunglasses out of his shirt pocket to cram on his face. “Tell Aunt May that your internship will be covering any and all costs associated with you… transitioning. Is that the right word? I don’t want to say the wrong– I need to do some research, I think.”
Tony blew out a deep breath and looked between the two of them.
“Anything else you want to tell me? Like that maybe you two are dating? Because Deadpool I swear to god if you are even looking at my kid wrong I’m gonna rip you apart and drop the pieces from the sky. Lets see if you can regenerate from that.”
“Gross.” Wade snorted. “He’s like eight.”
“I’m fifteen guys.” Peter interjected.
“It doenst matter!” “It doesn’t matter!”
Wade and Tony yelled at the same time, then glared at each other for a minute.
“Well kiddo.” Tony sent Peter a smile. “Anything else today? Because I feel like you have homework.”
“Yeah. Some spanish.” Peter nodded and reached to put his shirt back on. “No, I– I guess that’s it.”
“Well, you know where the door is if you want to talk.”
Peter didn’t even hesitate, just stood up and leaned over Tony’s chair to give him a hug. “Thank you. This was…easier than I thought it would be.”
“Whatever you need, Underroos. You know that.” Tony patted his back. “Now get. Spanish homework.”
Tony waved at Peter, glared at Deadpool, and waited until they had left before picking his tablet back up, settling in for a long night of researching everything and anything related to helping support teenagers who were transitioning.
A throat being cleared made him look up. “For the love of– didn’t I kick you out?”
Wade shrugged. “I’m just laying this out here– the whole protective dad thing one hundred percent does it for me. So if you ever decide to unclench enough to have some fun, call me.”
“Get out!” Tony cried, but he was smiling, and Wade was going to count that as a victory. *******************
“What were you doing?” Peter frowned up at the mercenary when he finally showed up at the door.
“Asking your dad out.”
“That’s disgusting.” Peter complained and punched Wade’s shoulder hard enough to send him reeling a few steps. “Don’t do that.”
Several minutes later, Peter added. “Mr Stark isn’t my dad.”
“Yeah, you waited too long to say that. I officially vote for Iron Man to be your dad.”
“…yeah me too.”
Just a reminder to all you beauties that are thinking about transitioning, mid transition, or have made it through and are now happily the person you were always meant to be—
You are lovely, you are valid, and you are not burdens or anything else along those lines. Don’t let any other fuckers tell you any different.
Okay but taking away Jack’s sword was possibly the best thing they could’ve done with this final season.
In the past (*finger guns*) Jack has been pretty much invincible with his magic sword. He could do pretty much anything with just the sword and his skills. Defeat Aku whenever, slice through metal and robots, and use it against anything. It was almost like a sort of deus ex machina against the evil threat of the week.
But now that Jack LOST the sword?
He’s vulnerable. Aku could appear at any time now and he wouldn’t be prepared for it. He’s mastered other weapons, sure, but that sword was CRUCIAL to defeating Aku! ONLY the sword can hurt him, and without it, he can’t go back home.
So this means that now, Jack can’t slice and dice himself out of any situation. He now has to rely on sole skill using whatever weapons he can to fight, like how he took the musical robot’s tuning knife from this episode. And until he finds his sword (IF he finds his sword that is), he’s just a sitting duck waiting to be shot by Aku the duck hunter. It’s a race against time now to get back the sword before Jack is personally encountered by Aku, and that ups the tension tenfold!
I’m really looking forward to the rest of this season!!!
can you stop acting like it would be so bad to ship deadpool with a young spiderman, it may be creepy to you but deadpool is a bad guy so it isn’t exactly out of character lol
ugh oh my god i’m so sick of people thinking it’s okay to attach all these awful morals to deadpool’s character, claiming “he’s just a bad guy so he would probably do this lmao” when it’s obvious you know Nothing about wade wilson
yes, it is wrong to ship a teenage spider-man with deadpool. not just because it’s creepy, but because it explicitly goes against deadpool’s character. did you know that deadpool once fell in love with a teenage girl? he felt genuine love for her!! and when he realized that, he cut off all ties. why? because he knew that it was wrong and selfish to be with someone so young, even if his feelings were very real. so no, it isn’t something he would “probably do” it’s something he would definitely not do. let me put it like this: if deadpool fell in love with tom holland’s spidey (or even andrew’s spidey for that matter), once he found out spidey was a teenager he would turn in the other direction and never look back, no matter how real and deep his love for spidey was.
and i would also like to speak now to the people out there who actually do read the comics and still hate spideypool and claim “it’s abusive and pedophiliac” because shut the fuck up. if you don’t like spideypool then fine, okay. but comic spideypool is not abusive and it isn’t AT ALL pedophiliac. in their current comic incarnations, the age difference between peter and wade cannot be more than just a few years because peter parker is nearing 30. he is very much an adult, and it has been shown that wade isn’t much older than him now.
as for abuse, peter and wade’s relationship started out rocky. peter finds wade annoying and he hates that wade kills people for a living while peter Never wants to kill people: the ladder has always been their main issue. but wade would never knowingly hurt peter. yes he has been manipulated into hurting peter before – most notably when he was tricked into killing peter, but when wade realized that he was tricked he deadass traveled into the afterlife to save peter and bring him back. deadpool adores spider-man, and is always trying to do right by him and gain his trust and friendship. spidey is his hero and he wants to be like him, he wants to learn from him. he thinks spider-man is the most honorable hero out there, recently in a comic spidey said he was going to kill a villain and wade refused to let him so that peter wouldn’t betray his own morals. there has been another instance where deadpool dressed in peter’s spider-man outfit to finish a job for peter, and he Refused to kill anybody while in the suit so that murder would never be tied to the mantle of spider-man. so no wade isn’t abusive to spidey. is he annoying? hell yeah. does he make mistakes sometimes? fuck to the ya. but is he abusive?? no!! so stop trying to put these awful labels on deadpool just because you don’t necessarily ship spideypool, or because you wanna prop up your own ship by trying to defame another (i’m looking at some of the petermj shippers out there)
i’m NOT saying that deadpool doesn’t have flaws – he’s a fucking mercenary, of course he has flaws. but he is Not a monster, and he isn’t even truly a bad person. he HATES pedophiles, he HATES abusers, he LOVES killing these people – like seriously he’s been known to take mercenary jobs for free to kill these kinds of people, because he just wants them off the street. not the most conventional way of dealing with it, but like i said deadpool is still a merc. honestly it is so gross that so many of you guys just casually label any disgusting characteristic on him just because you think that he’s “just a bad guy” when he is one of the most fleshed out and surprisingly good characters in the marvel universe, so maybe actually learn who wade wilson is before you act like you know anything about him.
Child Virgil and painting. He gets like his little edgey hoodie covered in rainbows and the others see it, but he looks so damn proud that he made it look so much more colourful n happy that they cant be mad. Even if he did make a mess in his room, and its all over his hair and face
hi bless you for this adorable idea
Roman looked around for the youngest side. He couldn’t have gotten far. They were on an adventure in Roman’s dream world, and Virgil was too scared to go off on his own. Strange.
Roman called for Virgil a few more times as he walked further into the woods. He began to worry more as with every call he got no response. This was bad. So, very bad. Logan, and Patton were going to kill him. Thomas would have no fear, or shame. He’d be a carefree moron again, but permanently this time. They wouldn’t have their adorable little ball of sunshine to protect them anymore. They-
A tiny voice calling for him stopped him dead in his tracks.
Roman looked down to see a small child who looked a lot like the youngest side, but of course in child form. Dark eyeshadow under the eyes, purple bangs, and an edgy black & purple yet smaller hoodie.
The boy who resembled Virgil said nothing, and instead glared up at Roman as he made grabby hands. Roman snapped out of his shock, and picked the boy up. He studied his face intently then turned to see where they were. Outside the dragon witches lair. On the door was a note that read, “I’ve put a curse on your dear friend. Understand what I want from you, and the curse will end.”
“Oh, dear. What have I done?”
Virgil glared at Roman, and tried to speak.
“You’re dumb, Pwincey. I’m nwever coming here with you again.”
Roman’s heart swelled at the sound of Virgil’s child voice, but no now is not the time to coo over him. He needs to leave his dream world, and tell the others what has happened.
So, with a heavy sigh, Roman reluctantly headed out.
Once he returned to his room he set Virgil on the floor.
“Uhh.. Can you walk?”
Virgil glared up at the prince yet again, and stumbled to his feet.
“I’m like a.. five year old or something. Yes, I can walk.”
Even still Virgil struggled, unused to walking with a small body, and almost fell.
Roman chuckled, and picked him back up.
“Yeah, we’re just gonna do this for now. Onward, little prince! We have some, hopefully not angry, sides to talk to.”
Virgil rolled his eyes, and rested his head against Roman’s chest, accepting his fate.
Roman carried him out to the common room where the other sides were sitting, and awkwardly cleared his throat to get their attention.
Patton was the first to look up as Logan was too absorbed in his book. Once Patton noticed the small Virgil he gasped.
“Who is that?! Where did you get a child?! Awww he’s so cute!”
Logan snapped his attention to them as soon as he heard the word “child” leave Patton’s mouth.
“Roman… What did you do to Virgil?”
Patton raised his eyebrows in shock at the logical side then looked back at the child.
“Oh my goodness. That is my child isn’t it? Roman! What did you do to my child?! I mean not like I’m complaining, or anything. He’s even cuter now! But what did you do?!”
Roman sighed, and adjusted Virgil as he was slipping out of his grasp. Virgil yelped, and made grabby hands for Patton.
“Gimme to dad. You’re annoying.”
Patton squealed, and held his arms out. Roman rolled his eyes, and handed Virgil over.
“I didn’t do anything thank you very much! That pesky dragon witch did!”
Logan sighed, and glared at Roman.
“I told you it wasn’t a good idea to take Virgil with you. He’s Anxiety for crying out loud. He’s vulnerable. An easy target.”
Virgil glared at the logical side, and stuck his tongue out.
Logan smirked at him, and ruffled his hair. Virgil pouted, and groaned in response. Logan chuckled, and turned his attention back to Roman.
“I will admit he is adorable, but he cannot stay like this. Thomas is an adult. I imagine having his anxiety as a child would give him his childish fears again. You have to fix him.”
Roman groaned, and sat on the couch putting his head in his hands.
Roman lost himself in his thoughts for a little while then eventually looked back at Logan.
“I have to figure out how to do that first. I will return to my dream world, and see what I can do. Just.. keep him occupied for a while. Shouldn’t be a problem.”
Roman gestured to Patton who was now talking to Virgil in his playful dad voice then sunk down to his room.
Logan sighed, but couldn’t help smiling at the adorable sight. He walked over to them, and gave Patton a look.
“Okay, Logan. I figured out that he’s still kinda the same Virgil we know. He can sorta understand us, and still has some of his snark. Buuuttt he definitely has some child innocence, and a little bit of ignorance too. He can’t really figure out colors. We could teach him! Just for fun!”
Logan let out something that was something like a mixture of a sigh, and a laugh. This was going to be interesting.
So, much to Logan’s dismay, Patton got out his paint. He let Virgil sit on the floor, and paint some pictures. As he did Patton told him what the colors were, and occasionally what color would look nice where. Eventually Virgil got the hang of it so Patton left him to it as he watched from the couch.
Logan returned to reading his book, and at some point Patton dozed off so now Virgil was unsupervised.
After his third painting Virgil realized he got blue paint on his hoodie. He almost wanted to cry, but he realized it looked kinda cool. With his mouth stretched into a mischievous smirk Virgil took more paints, and smeared them all over his hoodie until he was satisfied with how it looked. It was much more colorful now. It kinda lost its edge, and angst, but he was actually okay with that.
Deciding that painting on things that weren’t paper was a lot of fun Virgil continued to smear paint on his face, his hair, and all over the table. He was a rainbow mess by the time he was done. And at that point he realized he was probably going to be yelled at for making that mess.
Not knowing what else to do, Virgil started to cry silently, and crawled over to the closet so he could hide in it.
Logan looked up from his book, upon hearing the door open and close, and groaned when he saw the mess on the table.
“Virgil Sanders you are dead to me.”
Logan sighed, and started shaking the sleeping side next to him.
“Patton wake up. Your child is in trouble.”
Patton stirred, and mumbled sleepily.
“My precious child could never do anything wrong therefore he can’t get in trouble.”
Logan almost wanted to laugh, but he was furious.
“Patton if you don’t get up I’m going to be the one to reprimand him, and I don’t think you want that.”
With that Patton jumped up, and glared at the logical side.
“Be nice to my baby, Logan. I’ll fight you.”
Logan rolled his eyes, and gestured to the mess on the table. Patton followed his gesture, and frowned.
“Oh, boy indeed.”
“Uhh, Logan? Where is he?”
Logan immediately stood up, suddenly realizing he hadn’t noticed Virgil’s absence, and frantically started looking.
“Virgil Sanders get out here now!”
Patton got up, and helped Logan search for the boy.
Eventually they heard a soft noise come from the closet. Patton threw it open, and kneeled down to Virgil’s level.
“Virgil! You’re a mess! Look what you did to your new hoodie! Why did you do that?!”
The tears in Virgil’s eyes, and the proud yet slightly worried smile on his face stopped Patton dead in his tracks.
“Oh, Verge. You’re too cute to be mad at. Don’t worry! We’ll just get you cleaned up!”
Patton picked Virgil up, and turned around to Logan, and oh man Logan wanted to be mad. But Patton was right. Virgil was way too cute. Damn, emotions.
Logans sighed, and started to take Virgil’s hoodie off.
“Thank god this is washable children’s paint. Oh, um, Verge.. May I take your hoodie?”
Virgil nodded, and let Logan slip the hoodie off. Logan smiled, and left the two so he could attempt to clean the paint off.
Patton smiled, and ruffled Virgil’s hair.
“Come on, buddy!”
Patton took him upstairs, and quickly got all the paint washed off him.
An hour, and a half later both sides were done with their cleaning tasks. They met back up in the common room. Logan helped Virgil put his hoodie back on then ruffled his hair. He then turned to Patton.
“Child Virgil is not allowed to have paint. In fact I’m sure normal adult Virgil, and paint would also not be a good match. Virgil isn’t allowed to have paint. Period. End of discussion. Thank you.”
Logan sat back down, and picked his book back up missing Virgil’s pouty glare directed his way. Patton noticed, and giggled as he sat on the couch placing Virgil in his lap. He gave Virgil his phone, and let him play some games.
The three stayed like this for a little while. Eventually Roman popped back up.
Logan looked up at him expectantly. Roman frowned.
“I was unsuccessful in my mission to find a solution. Looks like child Virgil is here to stay for a little while..”
Roman braced himself, expecting Logan to get angry, but instead he smirked.
“Well, while that is rather troubling, I will admit that I’ve grown quite fond of Virgil as a child. Maybe him staying this way for some time would be.. nice. Inconvenient, and frustrating yes, but I’m sure we can deal with it for the time being.”
Roman looked at Logan with wide, shocked eyes, but sighed in relief.
“Alright, I will still do my best to resolve this issue, but yes by all means enjoy your time with the little brat.”
Virgil pouted, and glared at the prince then did what absolutely no one expected. He made grabby hands for Roman with a pleading, not a reluctant or grumpy, look in his eyes. Roman smiled, and picked up Virgil who immediately curled up to his chest. Roman’s heart swelled yet again.
“Yeah, okay I could get used to child Virgil. This is adorable.”
Patton squealed, and hugged Roman so now the three of them were in a group hug. Roman laughed, and pulled Logan into the hug by his necktie. Logan sighed, but still happily wrapped his arms around them.
Virgil giggled, and whispered something he kind of hoped no one heard, “If you think the paint mess was bad you’re all in for a tweat.”
Logan groaned, and Roman seemed confused, but wore an amused grin.
“Virgil Sanders you are now officially dead to me.”
The other two grown up sides laughed as Virgil stuck his tongue out at the logical side, and silently braced themselves for all the chaos child Virgil was sure to make them endure.
ok so yeah since this was the first prompt i got i used it as like an intro story. all other things i write will be like unofficial continuations or something like that. cool? cool.
Tony Stark/Iron Man - You Look So Familiar - Part 2
Series Summary: Tony runs into a 14-year-old girl outside of a coffee shop and spills his coffee. When she freaks out and tries to run away, he stops her and asks her if she’s okay and notices that she looks very familiar. He takes her back to the tower to get cleaned up and Natasha points out that she looks just like him. So, Tony tests her DNA and finds out she’s his.
Part Summary: Y/N has been with her father for a few months now and it’s been amazing. It’s everything she’d expect and more. Now, he’s throwing her a lavish party for her 15th birthday. How will he react when he sees she’s starting to fall for his protégé Peter Parker? A surprising turn of events has Y/N meet an unexpected hero.
Pairings: Tony x Daughter!Reader, Peter x Fem!Reader
Characters: Fem!Reader, Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Vision, Bruce Banner, Michelle, Ned Leeds, Liz Allan, May Parker, Harold “Happy” Hogan, Steve Rogers, James “Rhodey” Rhodes, Sam Wilson, Clint Barton, Thor Odinson, Scott Lang, T’Challa
A/N: Thank you to @mo320 for being my beta for this!
Mistakes and forgiveness - older!Damian Wayne x Reader
Remember when I said : “I won’t write about the batfam for a while” ? Yeah, I guess I totally lied. No self control really. Anyway, I adore that prompt. So I tried to write something about it…Not sure it’s what you wanted anon. Hope you’ll still like it though :
As you entered in his bedroom at Wayne Manor, the one he was suppose to leave the coming week to come and live with you, one of your worst nightmare stopped you cold in your tracks.
He was sitting on the edge of his bed, facing the door and…
There was an almost naked girl in his lap.
Her tongue was in his mouth. One of her hand tangled in his hair, just like you did, the other one splayed across his broad bare chest. His own hands were on her ass, leaving marks of his fingers for later.
You knew she noticed you, but she kept on going, the hand that was on his chest going to the waistband of his boxer…He opened his eyes and locked them on you, while still kissing her…Hell, while still devouring her mouth ! He opened his eyes, locking his gaze on you and…in his beautiful green orbs, you could see nothing but disdain, a bit of disgust, and…cruelty ? And it was directed to you. He pulled away from her for a second, and his words stabbed you in the heart :
-Can’t you see I’m busy ?
The girl’s smirk drove the knife further into your bleeding heart…
You tried to hide your pained expression, out of pride, but it was impossible…You’ve seen enough.
You left, slapping the door shut behind you.
Tears ran freely down your cheeks, and you ignored Damian’s father asking you what was wrong as you ran out of the Manor.
You quickly got in your car, and your feet didn’t leave the accelerator pedal until you were back in front of your apartment. Without even bothering to take your clothes off, you fell heavily on your bed, empty. Your tears had ran out.
Nothing. You felt nothing. Utterly empty. You fell asleep, the scene you witnessed in your ex-boyfriend’s room replaying over and over again in your head, and after, in your dreams. No. Not dreams. Nightmares.
You woke up, sweating, and decided you just couldn’t stay in your apartment. You had to get out. You just had to.
now, minghao has always had a strong connection with animals
ever since he was a kid, he always just had this intense empathy for animals, so much so that it kind of drove his parents crazy???
like minghao would grieve for hours if he accidentally stepped on a bug, or he’d take a whole hour out of his morning when he knows he has to get to school just to help a momma dog and her pups get somewhere safe away from traffic
i mean the boy just loves animals to death
loves them more than humans tbh
so it’s no surprise that minghao became an avid animal shelter volunteer from high school well into his college career
This is placed when Yuuri is past 80y/o and Victor already passed away naturally.
Yuuri would mourn Victor’s passing until he himself was gone but instead of falling into depression he would rememeber fondly every moment they spent together.
Some days he would open a drawer and look smiling but teary eyed at their wedding photo album or at the now yellowish old posters he had in his childhood bedroom, the paper so thin it could tear with a whisper. Other times he would listen to Stammi Vicino and hum along the music while looking at his ring.
He would sometimes forget the date, what he had for lunch, his birthday or maybe he would mix up the Nishigori triplet names (now full grown adults), but he would tell them and anyone who would visit him time and time again about the night Victor appeared in the onsen, about their ring exchange in Barcelona, about Yurio’s senior debut, about their retirement, etc. The triplets would share a look between each other like here we go again, but they would listen to every story, after all the years they became family.
Yuuri would feel himself getting old, but instead of being afraid, he would be at peace and absolutely proud of the live he shared with his family and Victor until the very end.
As the situation was awkwardly quiet you watched your father’s confusion turn to anger while your mother tried to figure out what was going on.
“I guess you will be receiving your last paycheck.” Your father stormed off.
“Dad, wait….it’s not what you think.” You ran after your father.
Taehyung looked down apologetic as he bowed to your mother. “Thank you for your kindness, I’m sorry I betrayed your trust, I must be leaving.”
Your mother just embraced him into a hug. “Don’t worry dear, everything will work out.”
Your mother followed you and your father to the kitchen as Taehyung left with the suspension killing him.
“Dad please listen to me.”
“No….In my house, with your sister a room away?”
Your father expected the worse and he was honestly correct but he was over reacting, you were considered an adult now. Tae was also a responsible, mature adult, he should be grateful. It was wrong to sleep with Tae while your sister was in hearing distance but you were careful.
The only way to tense the situation was to lie, so thats what you did.
“Nothing happened, we fell asleep that’s it.”
“What were you doing exactly?”
“After we sent Dara to bed, we just went to my room and talked, we eventually fell asleep I swear.” You begged.
“You know Taehyung, you know he would never disrespect me….no reason to fire him.” Your fathers eyes soften but still had anger behind them.
“Minho.” Your mother interrupted.
“Let us talk alone.” Your mother said sweetly.
You left and found Dara sitting in the living room.
“Dara.” Your sister looked at you. “When you saw me and Tae in bed, what did you see? You saw us wearing pajamas right?”
Your sister looked up confused. “No.” She was unsure. “You didn’t have clothes on….don’t worry Sungmin said it’s a grown-up thing.”
You panicked. “Dara you like Tae right?”
“Of course.” She cheered.
“If mom and dad ask you….we had pajamas on okay?”
“I don’t get it.”
“Please Dar, just say yes okay….if you want to see Tae again you need to, unless we are in big trouble.”
“Okay.” Your sister finally agreed.
“Don’t speak unless they ask you okay.” She nodded.
You still felt nervous, you feel like your couldn’t trust your sister to successfully lie for you.
Your mother and father came out looking for you. “Okay here’s the thing.” Your father started.
You stood at attention for your father. “You are in full babysitting duty unless you have plans….we don’t see it’s necessary to have him here when you can watch your siblings.”
“It’s not necessary.” Your father raised his voice. “Why waste the money.”
“So he can’t come over to hang out, not being paid?”
“Unless we are home.”
“That’s so unfair.”
“My house, my rules.”
“I’m an adult now, you can’t be treating me like a child….I’m at school alone around guys what makes this different?”
“How can we trust you sweetie, your sister can’t be exposed to that behavior, she’s too young.”
“Nothing happened.” You lied.
Your father just rubbed his head stressed. You felt the tears fall from your eyes. Instead of speaking another word you just stormed up stairs.
You buried yourself in your pillows sobbing. How can they act this way? You were an adult now, for all they know you could be hooking up with guys in your dorm.
“Sweetie.” You heard a knock on your door. You looked up seeing your mother.
She came over sitting on your bed. “Why is he acting like that?” You asked your mother.
“Because sweetie, you’re his little girl, it’s going to take him some time to accept that you are an adult.”
You sat their sobbing on your mothers shoulder as she rubbed your back. “I like him.” You confessed. “And he likes me.”
Your mother dried your tears as she looked into your eyes. “Tae asked me out, are you gonna tell me no because I already know what dad’s answer is.”
“No sweetie, I like Taehyung, he’s a good kid. Don’t worry about your father okay.” She smiled and started to get up.
“And don’t let your father see these.” Your mother brushed your hair off your neck.
“Your father and I were young once.”
“What?” You said more to yourself because your mother left you alone with confusion. You got up and looked in the mirror.
There was purplish red fainted hickeys all over your neck. He will be the death of you, most likely if your dad does see these.
“(Y/N), you have a visitor.” Your stomach flipped of the sudden visitor, you hoped it was Tae but the way your dad scared him off, probably not. You walked down the stairs and saw your friends Sana and Liz.
“Hey girl.” Your face immediately dropped. You felt almost disappointed.
“Hey.” You said quietly.
Your friends led you to your porch, obviously wanting to talk to you in private. “Where have you been all week?” Liz asked.
“I’ve been babysitting.”
“Really, doesn’t your parents have a babysitter?”
“Yeah.” You shrugged your shoulders not wanting to talk.
“Well anyways.” Sana said to escape the awkward tension. “There is this hangout that my boyfriend found and I think it would be cool if we triple date it.” Your friends smiled.
“Triple date?” You ask.
“Yeah me and Liz have our boyfriends, who you still need to meet, and Changkyung can bring his hot cousin for you.”
“Your trying to hook me up?”
“Yes girl, you need to get some action, have you even had sex yet?” That hurt. You just laughed sarcastically.
You got up from your sitting position and started for the door.
“(Y/N) what’s wrong? Sorry if we offended you.”
“I have had sex thank you…actually the other night if you should know, with an amazing guy that my father is forbidding me from seeing.” They looked at you stunned that you started rambling.
“And also something you guys should know is the first time that I actually did have sex was that asshole Youngjin making me drunk.” You continued.
You had everything bottled up for a long time. “What, you don’t remember? A lame party you guys dragged me into going and abandoning me like usual when you promised me you wouldn’t so instead I basically got raped because I woke up in an unknown location with no clothes next to the guy I thought was decent but turns out was a disgusting pervert. So sorry I’ve been a party pooper.”
Your friends got up and walked closer to you. “We are so sorry, we didn’t know about Youngjin.”
“You guys seemed like a perfect couple.” Liz softened.
“So did I, turns out he was in more then one relationship. He was only in it for the sex.” Liz wrapped her arms around you. “We’re so sorry.”
“Yeah.” Sana hugged you to. “We just wanted to help you because you told us how bad you are talking with guys.”
“Yeah we didn’t know you had one.” Liz nudged you.
“Yeah what’s his name? What’s the details?”
“His name is Taehyung. And funny story about that.” You blushed.
“He’s my brother and sisters babysitter.”
“Shut up.” Sana said.
“So you just met him?” Liz asked.
“Damn girl you weren’t lying.” Liz pulled your hair off your shoulder. “He marked you.” Her eyes widened. You just blushed.
“So why is your father being an ass?” Sana asked.
“Because after my siblings go to bed we…you know…..and my sister caught us in bed the next morning and spilled it too my parents.”
They both looked at you surprised. “You dirty girl….I thought I was bad” Sana smirked.
“Guys it’s not funny…I basically got him fired.” You looked down. “Now my father doesn’t want him here with me alone….like I’m some child.”
You still felt bad about the whole situation, you didn’t even get to say goodbye to him yesterday or called to see if he’s okay.
“Can you guys actually drive me somewhere?” They nodded.
Sana had an idea to get me some alone time with Taehyung.
Your parents were talking in the study about business, like usual.
“Hey Mr and Mrs. (Y/L/N) I was wondering if I can borrow your daughter for a few days?”
Your parents just arched their eyebrows.
“My parents are having this family vay-cay at the lodge and I really don’t want to be alone with my family.”
You looked to your parents to see if they would approve.
“Your parents will be there?” Your mother asked because she knows of Sana’s behavior.
“I guess you may go, for how long?”
“3 or 4 days about.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“Okay.” Your mother nodded.
“Who will watch the kids if we need her.” Your father barged in.
“Stop being cold towards Tae, they said nothing happened.” Your mother hit your father in the back of the head.
“I think you guys should take a mini vacation too, you work so hard. Take a few days off, do some fun things with Dara and Sungmin.” You suggested.
Your parents were a pretty high end of the business they work for so you doubt they wouldn’t get off.
Please say yes. If they need Tae for babysitting, this defeats the whole purpose of the plan.
“I dont kn-”
“Minho, come on, it’s been a while since we spent some quality time with the kids.” Your mother hugged your dad from behind.
“But it won’t be all of our kids.” Your father looked at you.
“I’m fine.” You smiled.
“Okay.” He finally agreed.
You packed your bags for a few days and headed out the door. You called Tae to get his address and he didn’t question why but you guess he assumed.
“Can I go meet your bae?” Sana pushed.
“No he’s probably still upset with my whole parents thing.” You got out of the car and noticed he lived in an apartment complex. Alone?
You knocked on the door waiting for him to answer. As soon as he did a guy shorter then Tae answered. He had short black hair and his face seemed like he just woke up.
“Can I help you?”
“I got it Yoongi.” You saw Tae appear in the door way. “Sorry.” He looked back at the guy who was walking away groaning.
“Sorry that’s my roommate Yoongi.” He has a roommate?
“Hi.” You nervously greeted.
He just smiled and immediately pulled you into a desperate kiss. You already felt the butterflies in your stomach. It’s been two days since you last felt those lips and you missed them.
As you daydreamed into a relaxing sensation you heard a clearing of someones throat.
You both pulled away from the kiss seeing where the noise came from.
“Sorry to ruin the moment, but we’re off….and the story you told your parents doesn’t have to be a lie, we can really stay at the lodge if you want….four bedrooms, it’s off the beach, hot tub. You can have all the alone time you need, no worry about roommates.” She wiggled her eyebrows.
“Okay, we’ll see.” You wrapped your arms around Tae’s waist.
“Nice to meet you by the way.” She greeted.
“Hot.” You friend gave you a thumbs up. You just laughed from embarrassment.
“What lie is she talking about?”
“I told my parents I was spending a few days with them….so I’m all yours.” You bit your lip.
Taehyung smirked. “I thought I told you not to do that.”
You sat on the sofa with Taehyung watching a movie, cuddled under a blanket. You still had butterflies from just being near him. It felt right, like you knew you wanted to be with him.
“I’m sorry that Dara almost got you fired.”
He looked at you sweetly. “It’s fine, that little twerp owe’ s me though so make sure you tell her that.”
You laughed. “I actually blame you though.”
You looked at him confused. “What? What did I do.”
“You make me crazy that’s what.” He was being over dramatic.
You raised your eyebrows. “How?” You leaned forward.
He closed the small space between you. That was a good enough answer in your case. You loved the way he kissed you, switch from aggressive to passionate in the matter of seconds.
“Do you see what I mean?” He stopped for a breather. You saw the lust in his eyes. You slightly pushed him back straddling his lap. You pushed your lips to his, while sliding your hand down his chest. You could already feel him getting hard underneath you.
“You got excited fast.” You smirked.
He shh you and leaned forward towards your lips again. You started to rock your hips along with his.
“Eww.” Before your make out session could get any deeper, you heard a voice interrupt.
It was Taehyung’s roommate Yoongi coming out of his cave.
“Don’t you have a room you can do that in.” He groaned.
Taehyung just looked at you apologetically.
“But before you answer, please don’t be too loud, I want to keep my food down.”
You and Tae just blushed.
“Let’s go.” Taehyung got up lending a hand for you.
“Where are we going?”
“I believe I owe you a date.” He smiled. You gladly accepted and made your way towards the door.
“See ya later Suga.” Yoongi nodded.
The whole ride was peaceful, Taehyung was so goofy. When you’re with him, its when you smile the most. He kept putting on rap songs you didn’t know but he knew every word to, he would make you laugh by the way he was so turned up by it.
As soon as you reached your destination you noticed the view of the ocean off the boardwalk. It was beautiful.
The little things he did made you love everything about him. The way he would sneak up behind you and poke your sides, when he put his arm around your waist while you walked up to the gate. He was very affectionate towards you to the public eye. He would sneak in little pecks on your cheek or nose, sometimes your neck. All during this walk from his car to the boardwalk.
Youngjin was your first and only boyfriend before Tae and the difference was unbelievable. He was never affectionate towards you, he never would hold your hand or kiss you in public. Probably from the fact that he didn’t really like you, he was in more then one relationship, you were just his toy.
This was a whole new experience for you, not just the pleasurable nights with Taehyung but actually being out of your house with him. You were getting a real taste of how it’s suppose to be when you’re in a relationship. And you loved every second of it.
The first hour of your date was fun, just walking along the boardwalk, where the carnival portion was. You would stop and get cotton candy, play different games you clearly sucked at. Tae felt bad because he wasn’t so good either, so he couldn’t win you a toy.
“I have a better present.” You snapped your attention towards him and he immediately pulled you into a deep kiss. He even leaned you back, holding you in place, like a romantic kiss from a movie. As soon as he brought you back up he pulled away and went in to lick your face. The action had him running in the other direction laughing.
“Tae….that was gross.” You laughed, wiping your face.
He wouldn’t stop speed walking away from you so you had to run after him. When you got close enough you jumped on his back.
“Aish, you’re heavy.”
“No you’re just weak.” You teased.
“Look a photo booth.” You pointed in the right direction.
You slid down Taehyung’s back and pulled him to the box. You pulled the curtain when you saw that it was empty.
“First date memories.” You pulled him in.
After Tae paid you decided on a normal picture first, as you only get four pictures. You both smiled sweetly for the picture waiting for the countdown. As soon as it hit one Tae quickly grabbed the sides above your knee, triggering your tickle spot. You screamed in laughter.
“You ass.” You yelled as soon as you saw the picture come out. It looked ridiculous. He couldn’t hold in his laughter. The next picture went off as you squeezed his cheeks, causing him to make a funny face.
As soon as you let go, he leaned into you kissing you once again passionately. This time you were lost in the kiss. Forgetting about your surrounding, even the photo booth. You felt Tae grab on to your thigh, sliding up your skirt. You felt the rush take over as you placed your hand over his sensitive area. You started to rub the area, making him moan between your lips.
You felt him get back at you as soon as you felt him rub your core causing your lace panties to dampen. The sexual tension was hitting you both hard. You pulled down his zipper reaching into his jeans. He could feel his member throbbing against your hand.
“I want you.” You whispered against his lips. He pulled away looking at you lustfully. You both got up leaving the photo booth grabbing your pictures in the process. You both were speed walking until you seen a small alley within two buildings of the boardwalk. You could tell it was where the restaurant placed their garbage. You felt like this was too risky of a spot, that anyone could walk in on you, yet walk by, but at that moment you didn’t care.
He held you up against the wall as he kissed your neck down to your collar bone. You felt dizzy just by him kissing lower towards your breast. You reached your hand down into his pants stroking the areas around his throbbing length. He danced his fingers under your skirt pulling down your underwear until they were around your ankles. You stepped out of them as soon as he reached and picked them up. He grabbed them and put them in his pocket. A clear smirk evidence in his face.
He watched you as you grabbed his pants buckle and undoing them quickly. You pulled out his member pumping rapidly. You got down on your knees putting him in your mouth. You didn’t want to tease him too much from the sensation of being rushed.
You didn’t suck him for long before he pulled you up. You could tell he needed you right then and there. He lined his length towards your core pushing in before you were ready. You almost shrieked from the surprise.
“I don’t care if anyone hears us this time.” He thrusted into you deeply.
“Yeah because I totally want to get arrested for indecent exposure.” He laughed at your sarcasm.
You wrapped one leg around his waist to get a better angle.
You moaned quietly as he thrust into you deeply. You felt the pleasure throughout your core. Your breathing hiked up when you felt you were close to your climax. He kissed you to steady your moaning. You felt your body weaken as your orgasms was passing through. You noticed the smirk on his face as he had to hold you up.
“Almost there.” He whispered. You gently brushed his hair off his sweaty forehead. He closed his eyes as you felt him finally release inside of you. He slowly backed away pulling out of you. As soon as he pulled his pants back up he grabbed your hand kissing it tenderly.
“Is it crazy that I might be in love with you already.” He whispered.
You felt butterflies as soon as those words left his mouth. “You love me?” You didn’t know how to process those words.
“Yeah. I don’t know….I know it’s kind of soon but the way I feel around you-”
You leaned in to kiss him immensely. “I think I love you to.” His face lit up.
“But to be fair, I’ve never been in love before.” You confessed. “But if it’s the feeling of the constant butterflies when I’m around you or the fear of ever losing you or even the way I can’t breath when I’m not with you then yeah, I’m in love with you.”
He picked you up as you wrapped your arms around him.
You heard the door to the side of the building unlocking ruining the moment. “Shit, we better go.” Tae grabbed your hand pulling you towards the boardwalk.
As you made your way towards his car you realized something. “Are you going to give me back my underwear?”
“I don’t know yet.” He laughed.
“So….what are we going to do for the next few days?”
“I have a few ideas.” You bit your lip.
“Slight warning, you might be meeting my friends…..they tend to linger around my place.” He laughed.
“That’s a big step in our relationship.” You teased.
“Don’t worry, they will love you.” He kissed your cheek.