her face is just amazing

I commissioned a modern Tarzan and Jane from the incredibly talented @punziella and here’s the final result!! I couldn’t be happier with it, it’s absolutely perfect and I just love it so so much I can’t stop staring at it, thank you so much Pauline!!


Originally posted by hardyness

Based off of the request: Hey! If you’re accepting requests, would you mind doing one where Peter thinks the reader is dating Ned or Flash or even MJ? I think it’d be hilarious and I haven’t read an imagine like it yet 😜

Requested by @yoyococo18

A/N: Peter thinks the reader and MJ are dating and gets a little jealous. Requests are still open!

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Today on “Would You Rather” with the Borgia siblings

Would you rather: 

a) do a socially acceptable Eskimo-kiss and let the tailor standing awkwardly behind you think you’re not that weird

b) do a passionate, totally non-platonic French kiss and let the tailor continue working on your clothes because #multitasking

Where should I start?

With how Kaneki was completely amazed by the feel of her boobs and thus couldn’t stop touching it and apparently making a super lewd face to the point where Touka says it’s weirding her out? (Yes, it was just as hilarious and awkward as it sounds)

How Touka saw that Kaneki was feeling insecure about his scaly arms and apologized to her, so Touka wordless undressed herself as well so that he doesn’t feel awkward and also indirectly telling him that she doesn’t mind at all.
(Man, I can’t believe our hc of Kaneki touching her with his scaly hands became canon😂)

With Touka planting soft kisses all over his body to the point Kaneki isn’t sure himself if he’s ticklish 👌

Kaneki failing to undo her bra and making an adorably apologizing face. What a dork.

Kaneki caressing her face and Touka touching his hand as well.

The face Touka made when he put it in (Touka confirmed virgin btw xD)

Them whispering/groaning each other’s name❤️

Kaneki crying without him even realizing and Touka seems relieved that he let those pent up emotions out .

The symbolism of the last page is 👌👌👌(that giant ass reversed 6 tho)
The fetus position,
him resting his head on her lap,
the tears still flowing from his eyes
while she softly runs her hand over his hair with a soothing smile on her face…

My favs are those hugs and kisses.
Just Beautiful.

Our Kind of Love (Part 1/12)

By: ProMarvelFanGirl

Pairing: Steve x Plus Size!Reader

Summary:  You and Steve have a special kind of love.   One that many may not understand.  After all what would a super soldier who looked like that, want with a girl who looked like you?

A/n: Saw This post and was inspired!  If you would like to be tagged please let me know!

I want a goofy smile when I walk in the room kind of love.

You were a lucky girl, and everyone knew it.  You had the perfect guy.  You were the girl who had Steve Rogers.  You had met Steve at the veteran’s hospital where you were volunteering.  All the nurses immediately fawned over Steve each one trying to get the handsome super soldier’s attention.  He only had eyes for you though.  

While the rest of the girls were batting their eyelashes and tossing their hair, you were playing cards with a group of sergeants who fought in Vietnam.   Your laughter caught Steve’s attention and he found himself drawn to the woman who could have cared less that he was in the room.  To say the other girls were shocked when he asked to join your group, was an understatement.

Why the hell would Steve Rogers, a man who had the perfect super soldier body and handsome looks want anything to do with a woman who had more bumps and curves than any other woman in the whole hospital.  At least that is how you saw yourself.  You had wide hips and a tummy that was anything but flat, people would say her face is gorgeous, she would look amazing if she just lost some weight.  

None of that mattered to Steve.  All that mattered to him was the fact that you glanced up, gave him a smile, and turned your attention back to the three sergeants in front of you.  After prying himself away from the numerous women around him, he asked if he could join your game.  After two hours of cards, Steve had asked for your number and secured a date with you.

You were frankly in shock when he asked for your number.  Glancing at Charlie, your favorite sergeant, he smiled at you encouragingly and gave you a wink.  You gave Steve you number and a shy grin before telling the boys that you would see them next week and made your way home.  You had no idea that he would actually call you, but he did.

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I wonder what the weather is like in Meathe. Like has Ashe ever seen snow before?

Imagine her going I’ve skating for the first time with Firi and they both have to cling to each other to keep from falling over. Imagine her playing in the snow with Charoth and making a snowman with him. Imagine the epic, war-like snowball fight she would have with Markus and Kyr. Imagine!!!

anonymous asked:

Kara looooves taking Lena out for midnight flights around National City. The first time, Lena was a nervous mess, somehow managing to laugh and scream at the same time. It was exhilarating to say the least. After that moment, it managed to become Kara's favorite date idea. She makes it a weekly affair. Kara loves watching the sparkle in Lena's eyes as the light below paint her face in beautiful ways. Lena just loves he sights, because Kara picks some amazing places to fly past.

This is??? So gay??? I’m in tears??????

anonymous asked:

What do you like most about korrasami? And what was the scene that you liked the most in the series?

Oh gosh, it’s going to be hard to narrow this down because there are so many things I love about them!

I think what really stuck out to me the most was just how organic their relationship was. I know there are people out there with differing opinions about this (and that’s fine), but their growth throughout the books felt so natural to the point of where I think it may have taken some of the creators by surprise. Korrasami just sort of… wrote itself in a wonderful and romantic way. Sure, it would have been nice to have seen some more intimate interactions between them in the show, but restrictions placed by Nickelodeon made that a thing difficult to do.

I think this idea of an organic approach works hand-in-hand with just how well Korra and Asami complement each other. It’s a pretty wonderful thing to witness. We have Korra, the figurehead of spiritual wisdom in comparison with Asami, the figurehead of technological advancement. Korra is known to be abrasive and hotheaded while Asami is quite meticulous and cautious. Korra is master of all four elements while Asami isn’t able to bend a single thing - despite this, it does nothing to effect how synchronized they are together in their battles together. 

These two characters have seen each other at some of their best and worst times. Asami was Korra’s caretaker after the Red Lotus ordeal despite her position at Future Industries. Korra was there for Asami after losing her father TWICE (via Amon and Kuvira), making sure that she had someone to lean on. 

The two of them could have completely had a rift between them due to the Mako situation, but we see that they don’t take it out on each other. In fact, they seem to grow from it.

It just seems that despite everything that was thrown at them - all of these things that could have completely ruined their relationship - they persevered. Their friendship turned into something absolutely unbreakable and untouchable. Despite all odds, they made it through their darkest times and found each other at the end of the tunnel. They balance each other completely and this worked perfectly with the overall theme of the forth book - “Balance”.

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As for my favourite scenes in Korra (I’ll try to give one besides the final Korrasami scene, seeing as how I just wrote paragraph about how perfect they were), the first one that comes to mind is Korra bending the poison metal out of her body. This is also on par with Korra entering the spirit world with Zaheer’s assistance. 

These two scenes are just a testament to just how far Korra had come after the finale of book 3. While I’m sure she’ll keep having to deal with her PTSD throughout the rest of her life, it was just amazing to see Korra face some of her biggest fears head-on and use them as way to become even stronger. 

Those scenes just made me immensely proud of Korra and her character arc. Just seeing her in that wheel chair to where she is now… it’s just amazing. It still leaves me speechless to this day!

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Thanks a lot for the message anon! I had a blast answering your questions! <3

Eliza Unwin (Requested)

Request: Hello lovely can you do a eggsy unwin x pregnant reader where she’s pregnant and he’s on a misson she goes into labor (can they be married and she owns a little cute bakery so she’s not a spy and she’s American) thnxs if ya can you do not have to 💓

Requested by: @lovely-wagner
Imagine written by: @haven-the-raven

A/N: Hey guys! Had a lot of fun working this for you and hope you enjoy! <3


Eggsy woke up, the sun gleaming into his and Y/N’s room. Currently, she was still sleeping next to him, his arm still draped over her very pregnant stomach, clearly wiped out from yesterday’s work at her bakery. Christmas always got so busy for Y/N. Eggsy gently began to get out of bed, slowly trying to lift his arm off of her, but to no avail. She only held his arm tighter pulling him back down into the bed.

“Y/N, I have a mission to go to,” Eggsy said gently. She turned to face him. She had a small smile on her face as she opened her beautiful Y/E/C eyes.

She let out a sigh. “ I don’t want you to go,” she whined. Eggsy let out a small chuckle.

“I know,” He said. “But it is my job.”

“I know that,” She said, struggling to sit up. “It’s just…I could go into labour any day now and I just don’t want you to miss it. I want you by my side.”

“I’ll only be gone for one day. I promise I won’t miss anything.” Eggsy reassured.

“Eggsy even Harry thinks you shouldn’t go,” Y/N said.

“I know,” Eggsy replied. “Just one last mission. That’s what Arthur said. Just one more mission before the baby comes. Okay?”

Y/N sighed. “Fine, just don’t do anything stupid.”

“When have I ever been stupid?” Eggsy asked. Y/N just raised her eyebrow. “Nevermind don’t answer that.”

Y/N watched for a moment as her husband got out of bed and made his way into the bathroom. She sighed aloud and rolled back over, her back facing the shower and began to rise out of bed, albeit with much struggle as her protruding baby bump made simple tasks like this all the more challenging.

“Woah, let me help you,” Eggsy said, hurry to her side. He took her small hand into his and pulled up. Y/N was never a balanced person so naturally she fell forward into Eggsy’s arms.

“See why I need you here?” Y/N said half jokingly as stood straight back up.

Eggsy let out a small chuckle. “I think you can survive one day without me, Y/N.”

She shook her head, a small smile playing at her lips. She went passed him and made her way down to the kitchen to make breakfast, holding her pained back as she did. The pain all over her body was a little different she realized. It was a tad bit worse from any previous days. She shrugged it off, fuguring it was just her bodies way of saying “This is what you get for having sex!”

After breakfast was finished, Eggsy wanted to drive her to her bakery before he left for his mission. He pulled the car up to the curb of the shop and put in park.

“Your stop, miss.” Eggsy said in a overly mocked fancy accent.

“Why thank you, Monsieur.” Y/N replied in a overly French accent. Eggsy let out a small laugh and kissed her on her lips.

“I’ll be back before you know I’m gone love,” Eggsy said sincerely. “Don’t worry about me.”

“You know that no matter how many times you tell me that I still am going to worry right?” Y/N said.

“Yes, I’m aware,” Eggsy replied. Y/N threw her arms around Eggsy and pulled him into a tight but awkward hug.

“You better comeback alive, Mr. Unwin.” Y/N whispered into his ear.

“Yes, Mrs. Unwin.”


Work was as busy as ever at Y/N’s bakery, considering Christmas is right around the corner. From the moment she stepped into those doors, Y/N had no time to even sit down. At least all the work kept her mind the growing pain in her abdomen. Currently she sat at a counter, detailing a wedding cake for a client.

“Oh dear,” Myrcella, one of the oldest and best workers at Y/N’s bakery said.

“What?” Y/N asked.

“Shouldn’t you be at home resting, love? You look awfully pale,” she pointed out.

“I’m fine, thank you,” Y/N replied kindly. “Just been feeling a bit of pain today.”

“Are you sure?” Myrcella asked. Just before Y/N could answer, a sharp pain spread through her abdomen that caused her to yelp in surprise. She dropped the icing bag on the floor beneath her as she cradled her abdomen. But just as quickly as it came, the pain left, as if it was never even there. Myrcella ran to her bosses side immediately.

“Y/N! Are you alright? Shall I call someone?”

Y/N only chuckled weakly. “No, love that’s not necessary I don’t think. Just a Braxton hicks nothing more.” She concluded. “You could get me another bag of black icing though.”

Myrcella, though not completely sure if that was just a Braxton hicks contraction, obliged and brought her a bag of black icing. She handed it to Y/N and cleaned up the mess from the dropped bag of icing.

However, as the work day continued, the pain in Y/N’s abdomen worsened. Sometimes it was so bad she would gasp out loud. However it wasn’t anything she wasn’t able to get through without causing a scene.

“Order 356 is here for pickup.” Alyssa, the order manager for the bakery said through the intercom. Y/N stood slowly and went to the fridge and pulled out the order, a small birthday cake that a husband had made for his wife. She walked up the stairs and into the busy lobby.

“Here you go sir,” Y/N said with a sweet smile. She held out the box to him, however before he could grab it, Y/N screamed out in pain dropping the box. She leaned on the counter, clutching her abdomen and breathing hard as possibly the worst pain anyone could feel spread through her entire lower region.

“Y/N!” Alyssa said, rushing to her side. “What’s wrong?”

“I think,” Y/N said through ragged breaths, “I think I just had a contraction. I think I’m in labor.”


“EGGSY GET DOWN!” Merlin yelled in his earpiece. Eggsy ducked just in time to hear bullets race right over his head. He did a quick roll to the left and shot down the two agents, who were workers for a corporation called Essex Corporations.

“Well done, Eggsy,” Harry said from across the show room. The two gentlemen had crashed the Essex charity event before any of the guest could be killed by poisoned gas and now they were trying to catch and kill the main boss, Hugh Phillips.

“Merlin, I need eyes on Hugh!” Eggsy said as he took out another security guard.

“Found him! East wing. Eggsy you go left, Harry you should go right to trap him in!” Merlin instructed. Eggsy and Harry shared that mutual understanding look that basically said “Let’s finish this job.”

Almost in unison the two men bolted away in their assigned directions. Eggsy flung a silver plate at another guard, striking him right in the jugular and causing him to go down. He slid easily over a table, shooting another guy in the chest. He rounded his corner and into the East wing hall, seeing Harry come out at the over end. Hugh Phillips stared at his options, his gun drawn and trying to figure out how to escape.

“Mr. Phillips, if you come quietly you will be spared.” Harry said in his gentleman tone.

“Hah!” Phillips said, “I’d rather die than go to the kingsman!” Then in an unexpected turn of events, Hugh shot Eggsy. The young spy had not time to react and the bullet struck him right in the shoulder. He doubled back in pain from the now bleeding wound. In his peripheral he could see Hugh running toward him. Eggsy drew his gun but before he could shoot, a gunshot went off and Hugh fell face first on the floor, his body stiff as a wood bored.

“Eggsy,” Harry said, running up to him, “Are you alright?”

“Yeah,” Eggsy said , “Bloke was a bloody terrible shot. Only shot me in the shoulder.”

“We shall get it looked at,” Harry said.

“Well Eggsy will have plenty of time to do that when he goes to the hospital. Y/Nis in labour,” Merlin said, “Congratulations Eggsy, You’re about to be a father.”


“Mrs. Unwin you must breath!” The midwife instructed.

“WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK IM DOING!?!” Y/N yelled. She let out another cry of pain as a stronger, more intense contraction hit her. She looked at Myrcella pleadingly. “Where is Eggsy? I need him here now!”

“Hush hush dear. You need to focus on your baby now,” she said in her unwaveringly calm voice. “I know he’ll be here soon.”

Y/N nodded quietly as another contraction, this one worst than the others hit. She let out a loud cry of pain. God did she regret not getting that epidural when she could have.

“Mrs, you have to push now,” the midwife instructed. “On my count: 3,2,1 PUSH!”

With all her strength, Y/N did as she was told, gripping Myrcellas hand for dear life. She screamed out in pain as she felt like her body was being torn apart from the inside.

“Well done love!” The midwife praised. “Next contraction, do that again!”

Y/N shook her head. “I can’t….I’m not strong enough…..I…” She stammered as she started to doze off from the pain. She didn’t know how long she had gone out but she regained full conciseness, she looked up to see Eggsy gripping her hand and talking to her.

“Eggsy!” Y/N said weekly, “you came.”

“Did you think I was going to miss this? I had a promise to keep.” Eggsy said with a small smirk. Y/N smiled slightly before another contraction hit, causing her to regain her death grip on Eggsy and Myrcellas hands. She gritted her teeth and began to push once more.

“Come on sweetie, your almost done!” The midwife encouraged.

“One last push love,” Eggsy said encouragingly. “3,2,1 PUSH!”

With all her strength, Y/N pushed harder than ever before. And as soon as she felt it, she knew she had done it. A sharp cry broke all the stress, tension and fear in the deliver room. The midwife cut the umbilical cord easily and cleaned her child quickly. Then she gently placed the little angel in Eggsy’s arms. Y/N smiled as tears rolled down her face. The picture was just perfect. Her amazing husband holding their beautiful daughter. Eggsy looked at her, his eyes glistening with tears. In an instant his lonely lips found hers as he kissed her passionately.

“Thank you, Y/N,” Eggsy said through soft tears. “I love you so much. Both you and Eliza.” He said gesturing to your newborn daughter.

“I love you too.”