how are you going to defeat

Some Squirrel Shakespeare to go with kicking Nazi ass in U.S.Avengers #9.

I just want to show this book to Nick Spencer and tell him this is how you do uplifting issue. No “dumb magic I Win button”, just heroes defeating Nazis because they’re unrelenting, heroic and clever. This is a difference between a writer who actually cares for his heroes and one who masturbates to how invincible his villains are supposed to be.

- Admin

And on the hard days you will struggle. There is no way to avoid such things, life does get hard. However, how you take on the battles will shape how long you are going to struggle for. You can defeat anything that comes at you with guns blazing and steep climbs, you are stronger than anything that wants to hold you back. Even when you are trying your hardest to continue on, remember how strong you are.
— 

How you struggle by Amy Kennedy

18/08/17

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[ 1 / 100 days of productivity ] [ 18 . 08 . 17 ]

i changed my mind, you’re really pretty

wewew im actually starting the 100 days of productivity wow! (watch me stop after 3)

idk how people normally do it but i don’t think im going to do it literally every single day (does that kind of defeat the point?) okay whatever. im gonna do it how i wanna do it hehe

SOME THINGS I NOTICED IN SEASON 3

we’re talking about Voltron season 3 here so wATCH OUT

-We see Keith’s knife only once this season, and it was sheathed
-Pidge is trying to find her family in the first episode, but nothing about it is mentioned the rest of the season
-We got no flashbacks to Keith’s childhood or past with Shiro
-We saw baby Allura, but not baby Lotor
-#NOTMYSHIRO
-Kurōn means clone in Japanese guys
-Keith is dominant left-handed, but he’s actually ambidextrous
-Keith teleports the black bayard through his body to his other hand. I need answers
-So technically Zarkon and Haggar are dead?
-If Sven exists, do the other original “space explorers” exist too?
-if Zarkon and Haggar had Lotor, and if they had him after they were dead and revived by quintessence, wouldn’t that cause some problems with the birth?
-I know we’re supposed to assume that being in the rift and dying and coming back gave Haggar her powers. But what about the rest of the Druids?
-It’s apparently a Red Paladin thing to just leave your teammates and do your own thing on an impulse. Does that mean Lance is gonna start doing that?
-I think that Alfor is more like Keith than Lance, actually. If Keith had had a better past and childhood, he probably would’ve ended up a lot like him.
-How in the world are they going to defeat the new comet ship? Like I know that they’ll be able to, but how? It seems very impossible at the moment
-I have a feeling we haven’t seen the last of the Awkward Two Leaders moments
-Keith is absolutely on to Not Shiro. Did you see the way he was looking at him?
-I also don’t think Not Shiro knows he’s Not Shiro. He thinks he’s Shiro, but remember Young Justice with Red Arrow? I think it’s like that.
-The Black Lion so far hasn’t shown a lot of her personality to Keith, not like Red did. I wonder if she will later, or if she even has the ability to.
-WHERE??? DID??? ALLURA’S MAGIC GO????
-Why was Lotor exiled, and where? They’re obviously setting this up. And unless Galra have extended lifespans like Alteans do, Lotor was exiled pretty young. He appears to be in his early twenties right now. And he was exiled so well and efficiently that not a word was casually spoken about him in hallways and such that we saw. Is this part of the reason Lotor is so bitter towards his father?
-Lotor doesn’t treat Haggar like his mother. Does he know if she is his mother?
-Haggar had Space Amnesia, gaining a new name and identity while her husband presumably knew her original identity the entire time. That seems kinda sad. I almost feel bad for them.
-I stand by the theory Acxa is related to Keith somehow. Also, we know Keith flashbacked to the Weblum. But did she as well? If she did, then she’d remember he saved her life, right?
-Since Keith is in the black lion now, does that make him Space Big Brother?
-How is Earth doing rn
-I bet that Keith will tell the others that Shiro isn’t Shiro. And I bet none of them will believe him- except one. And it’ll be either Lance or Hunk. Pidge and Allura are too happy to have Shiro back. Hunk is suspicious and observant enough to come to the same conclusions as Keith, and Lance trusts what Keith says.
-“Take me to a space hospital”
-Young Zarkon looks like a lego

My reason of how I cannot draw Mark fuckin’ Fischbach’s facial Region.

I cannot draw guys for shit, no matter how damn hard I fuckin’ try. This guy’s got the face of what many would depict as a greek god, or like a roman statue. He’s got a very defined facehole, with a jaw that could cut the string of life like in Hercules. He has a chiseled jaw that could decapitate a stone statue’s head, and it’s just… 

SO FUCKING HARD

@markiplier HOW DO YOU LIVE WITH A FACE THAT WAS CHISELED BY THE LORDS OF THE COSMOS

HOW DOES YOUR FACEHOLE DEFINE JUSTICE

HOW IS IT SO… DEFINED

WHAT IS YOUR FECKIN’ SECRETS

I NEED TO KNOW

FOR 18 YEARS, I’VE BEEN SHEDDING BLOOD, SWEAT, SOUL FLAKES, AND TEARS TO MAKE MY ART NOT JUST DETAILED TO THE T, BUT TO MAKE IT ABSOLUTELY PERFECT

YOUR FACEHOLE FRUSTRATES ME, MARK

THE ONLY THING KEEPING ME TO YOUR CHANNEL IS DICK JOKES AND MEMES

THIS IS HOW FAR I COME

TO BE BESTED YET PLEASED BY A MAN OF DIFFICULT FACIAL REGION GEOGRAPHY AND FEATURES

I’M GOING BACK TO DRAWING HOOTTUBES SHITTING STARS NOW

Who you should fight: Critical Role cast

Matthew Mercer: you can fight Matthew Mercer. The man is incredibly intelligent but he’s not especially buff. He might surprise you though, lanky people can be wily fighters. It would be an interesting fight regardless of who won or lost. He’d probably thank you for being a fan and help you to your feet if he defeated you. You can fight Matthew Mercer. 

Marisha Ray: Do not fight Marisha Ray! Not only does she know actual marital arts, she used to be part of something called Fight Club where they used melee weapons. Dangerous with her fists or weapons. Do not fight Marisha Ray. (Also if you fight Marisha Ray I will find you and then *I* will fight you because she has enough jackasses being rude to her, and that needs to stop.)

Liam O’Brien: first you would have to catch him. The man runs 10 miles every day for fun so … good fucking luck. Even if you do catch him why would you want to fight him oh my god leave Liam O’Brien alone! (Also if you did fight him, you’d then have to defeat the combined rage of Sam, Laura, me, and half the fanbase charging to his defense.) You can fight Liam O’Brien but at what cost

Taliesin Jaffe: you can fight Taliesin Jaffe. You shouldn’t, but you can. He has the power of Luck Manipulation granted to him by mysterious dark forces. Before you can blink, he’ll have defeated you, probably using something obscure from history. You can fight Taliesin Jaffe, but he’s going to win. 

Laura Bailey: you can fight Laura Bailey but you will lose. Either she’ll take you out at the knees right away, or she’ll wink at you and you’ll fight yourself for her honor. Have you seen Laura Bailey she’s so cool and charming and amazing. You can fight Laura Bailey but you’ll lose. And you’ll deserve to lose, because how dare you.

Sam Riegel: you should absolutely fight Sam Riegel. Anytime, anywhere. Fight him in a Denny’s Parking lot, a grocery store, an arena. Fight this man. Win, lose, who cares? You must fight him

Travis Willingham: you can fight Travis Willingham. If you’re buff he’ll fight you fair. If you’re smol and fierce he might be a little flustered. If you’re weak he’ll probably let you get in one hit before putting his hand on your forehead and keeping you at arm’s length until you wear yourself out. But he’d be nice about it. You can fight Travis Willingham. (Please note if you hurt him, you’ll have to answer to Laura Bailey, and that will not end well … for you.)

Brian Foster: you can fight Brian Foster. I’m pretty sure you’d win too. He self-deprecates so much, he might fight and defeat himself before you could even get to him. You can fight Brian Foster. (But like, maybe you shouldn’t. He beats himself up on the internet enough as it is.) 

Ashley Johnson: no. How dare you even think about fighting Ashley Johnson. Go sit in the corner and think about what you’ve done. 

As if I wasn’t sad enough about Shiro already..

Like, I always thought this part was stupid when I watched season 2

It just seems so weird, because in season 1 Shiro says:

“Zarkon’s been building his empire for 10,000 years.
We’re not going to tear it down overnight with five inexperienced pilots and one support ship.“

And like yeah, duh… Taking down an Empire that size takes years probably.

And there Shiro is saying:

“You realize once we defeat Zarkon, the universe won’t need Voltron anymore.”

And like, no Shiro, that’s not how this works… and you know this. Taking down Zarkon is not the end of it, you’ll still need to free planets, establish a new rule. Stuff that will take years to do.

But then after watching season 3 you kinda really start getting the feeling Voltron was kinda all Shiro had in his life?

So it seems like what he’s really saying there is: “Are you guys still gonna stay with me after we defeat Zarkon? Are we still gonna be a family?”

(Maybe he expected them to say like “No Shiro, we still have lots of stuff to do after we defeat him! This is definitly not the end!”)

And all of them go:

"We can return to Earth.”

"I can look for my family.”

And even KEITH is like:
“I guess I could look for mine.”

And Shiro just stays quiet.

It’s because… he doesn’t actually has a family, right? He has nothing to look for.. Nothing to go back to.. Voltron is his family. And none of them sees it like he does.

Which makes it even sadder when you realize they moved on without him in season 3.

I know this nose art is for the Bad Batch, but I can’t help but imagine another Clone Unit with a stronger claim on the Senator as a mascot. (And how much Anakin would FLIP THE FUCK OUT)

— Morale Booster


“REX!”

… And it looks like the paneling repair will have to wait, as his General’s boots appear next to his head beside the transport’s landing gear. He pushes himself out from under the machine on a dolly, flat on his back.

“Sir?”

“What is THAT?!” his fearless leader yelps, pointing dramatically, emphatically upwards and towards the nose.

He scoots out farther, past General Skywalker’s legs, and props himself up on his elbows to take in the three-quarters-finished pinup Hardcase has been taking such pains with for the last four hours.

“Morale booster, sir. Couldn’t do something clever like the 104th and their Plo’s Bros or anything, so–”

“So you chose SENATOR AMIDALA?!” Did his voice just crack? It did.

He shrugs. “Sure. She’s been through enough hell and high water with us.”

“She’s a SENATOR!”

“And she’s a keen eye with that blaster,” he reasons, jerking his head up to the painting, and the flawlessly detailed replica of the Senator’s favored sidearm, primed to fire and held at a jaunty, confident angle. He even got the chipped paint over the trigger guard right.

“Got the looks for it too!” Hardcase yells down from where he’s shading in a long bare stretch of thigh, pausing to vigorously shake his can of spray paint. “We might finally be able to give the 327th a run for their money, with General Secura and all.”

“GENERAL SECURA is half naked on the nose of a transport?!”

“What? No!” Of course not, that’s just tasteless.

There’s a clatter from up above as Hardcase puts his paints down and leans over the scaffolding, a hand wobbling skeptically. “Well… Technically…”

“She’s in her usual outfit, y’know, with the–” Rex explains, and zig-zags a finger down from his head, mimicking the General’s lekku straps. “–and the leather pants.”

“It’s just a little leg, Anakin, I don’t see what you’re so upset about.”

Oh thank all the stars and little planets. Backup. General Kenobi steps up beside his former Padawan to admire the paint job himself. “Excellent work on her hair, Hardcase,” Kenobi continues, tilting his head.

“Thank you, sir. Run a probe with some white and a little metallic gold through the wet paint, gets it to streak so the shine looks real.”

General Skywalker is starting to do that thing where he puffs up like an angry coppi lizard and splutters furiously while he tries to think of something else to be upset about. He can hear Fives rolling his eyes from the opposite side of the transport. General. Honestly. If you’re trying to keep a relationship secret, openly displaying your klik-wide jealous streak is not how you do it.

“The 212’s is worse, anyway,” Kenobi muses idly, as Hardcase carefully adds the supposedly “very distinctive” freckle high on the Senator’s hip, just below the split in her modified favorite Council dress. Skywalker starts to go wide-eyed at that, because his sabacc face out of genuine combat is complete sleenshit, and startles when his master continues.

“She’s on the 212th transport too?!”

“Of course not, don’t be ridiculous. We can’t have duplicates, that defeats the purpose,” Kenobi says, in that too-reasonable tone he takes on when he’s deliberately fucking with his former Padawan.

“'Cept Master Ti,” Echo yells, from somewhere inside the paneling he and Rex had been working on.

“Except Master Ti, yes,” Kenobi agrees, and shrugs. “But that’s to be expected. Rather like how so many people have that arm tattoo of a heart with the ribbon that says ‘Mom’.”

Rex personally knew of at least eight other clones that had that exact tattoo, though the ribbon was usually striped like Master Ti’s headtails, and nods agreeably. That seems to have sufficiently diverted Skywalker, or at least confused him.

“Then how is it worse?” Skywalker asks, a little desperately, then his face lights up completely with slightly malicious anticipation. “Is it the Duchess?!”

Oh boy. Rex looks up at Hardcase, who is biting down on his paint-splattered fist to keep from laughing, as General Kenobi gets that look.

“Certainly not,” Kenobi says sternly, and waits a full beat to drop his bombshell. “It’s me.”

Skywalker just stares.

“Though I’m reasonably certain Duchess Kryze had something to do with it, given the way I’m half falling out of my robes.”

Now he looks vaguely green.

“Or it’s some perverse joke of Master Windu’s. It seems his style. Cody refuses to tell me.”

And before Skywalker can come up with anything else to protest, Kenobi adds:

“Besides, Senator Amidala loves it. Hers, I mean. I haven’t asked her about mine.”

Apparently even Jedi can choke on air when sufficiently surprised. But really, where did he think they’d gotten the preliminary sketches from?

Fattening Up: Earth Is Space Australia/Humans Are Weird

I just had lunch, and was considering having a cookie or three, and the thought occurred–what if other species didn’t have a built-in nutrition-storage system? Suppose their bodies have just so much of a reserve of energy, and if they don’t have food stockpiled when lean times arrive, well…

Then they discover Earth, and the concept of “fat”. An automatic system that in times of plenty, stockpiles fuel right inside the body, placing it in predesignated locations. And not only is it a hedge against lean times, the “fat” provides padding, insulation, AND it’s a natural flotation aid! What miraculous stuff! What an ingenious system! What an elegant solution to the threat of starvation posed by the Death World’s constant environmental fluctuations!

Then the aliens learn about the Western world’s obsessions and phobias and general social neuroses about fat. No matter how hard they try, they can’t make sense of it. To them, the fat-storage system is a miracle of biology. Yet another wonderfully bizarre element of life on Earth. Which is a planet that seems to go out of its way to find creative ways to kill its inhabitants. Earth is home to the Geology of Mass Destruction, the Climates That Want You Dead, the Diseases From Hell, and All the Murder Beasts. Yet instead of addressing any of those threats, humans decide to devote massive amounts of time, money, and the efforts of thousands of our brilliant, creative, fantastically adaptable minds to…defeating one of our own survival mechanisms.

Does Not Compute!

Nerds 1.0 || Peter Parker AU

Prompt - AU where Peter is a high school AP Physics teacher and Y/N is the Anatomy teacher and all their students ship them but they’re too awkward to notice the other one crushing on them, so the students take it into their own hands.

Warning - some vulgar language. extreme cuteness. teen!Avengers  :)))

A/N: btw the narration in this fic might seem a little salty, but that’s only cause I’m really salty right now about some stuff. 

not my gifs

Originally posted by arachnidiot

“Can you overgrown children give me like five minutes of peace?” She tells her overbearing students, they groan. 

“But mom!” Her most annoying student shouted, she rolls her eyes at the boy. Her students had made a habit of calling her mom and it was by far very annoying. 

“Tony, you call me mom one more damn time-”

“Ooh! She said damn, that’s a bad word!” Another one of her troublemaking students shouted from the back of the class. 

“If it’s a bad word, then why would you say it, Barnes?” She retorted, the boy deflated and sat back down. His boyfriend, Steve, laughing and trying to comfort him as his classmates laughed. 

“You guys are high school seniors. I did not sign up to be a teacher to babysit a bunch of five year olds,” she complained, everyone in the class knew she was joking. She was just as rowdy and annoying as they were, it’s why this particular class was her favorite. 

“Come on, Ms. Y/L/N, you know you love us,” Natasha, a troublemaking redhead sitting with her feet up on the desk, said with a barely noticeable smirk on her face. 

“No you’re wrong. You’re all terrible and I hate you,” Y/N lied as she took a sip from her cup of coffee that sat on top of a pile of papers. 

“YOU LOVE US!” Screamed Tony and Clint at the same time, jumping up from their seats and running up to her desk to hug her. 

She couldn’t hide her smile then. Sure they were all extremely annoying and loud, but then again so was she.  

“Actually no. You know who she does love?” Natasha starts, a smirk rising on her face. 

The whole class quiets for a few seconds before they all yell out. 

“MR. PARKER!” 

A red blush rises on Y/N’s cheeks at the mention of the AP Physics and Calculus teacher, Peter Parker. She tried to deny it every single time, but her students knew better. 

“Oh come on guys, not this again!” She whines, and throws her head in an exaggerated exasperated groan. 

Ever since Peter had been hired as the new Physics teacher, the students almost immediately began ‘shipping’ them together. The two of them had became close friends in the blink of an eye seeing as they were both huge science nerds, their students saw this. Continuously teasing the both of them about their crushes. Both of them trying their best to deny, but neither of them could lie well enough to a bunch of teenagers who knew and understood the signs of a crush. 

 “We will bring this up as many times as we can until you guys realize that there’s some major amor going on,” Sam says from the far right row of the class, chewing on his mechanical pencil as he not so discreetly tried to finish his Spanish homework before the bell rang. 

The class agreed with him. 

“Alright fine, we’ll play it like that. How about I bring up the topic of your grades?” She laughs as the majority of the class starts to beg her not to continue.

“That’s what I thought!” She shouts, laughing loudly at the defeated faces of her students.

For the remainder of the class they reviewed the cardiovascular system for the test they were going to have next class. 

The bell rings and the bustling students jumped around in excitement for lunch, “Bye Ms. Y/L/N!” they all shouted. 

“Get out! Go to lunch!” She jokingly yells, they laugh and push each other out of the classroom. 

Y/N smiles to herself and begins to grade papers from another class. 

“Ms. Y/L/N?” She hears a voice say, she looks up and turns her head to see the only freshman student in her class full of seniors. 

“Wanda, what are you still doing here? You should be at lunch,” she says in a concerned tone. 

“I know but I have a test in European History that I have to study for, and I wanted to ask something of you,” she explains. 

“Oh that’s right, I forgot, you have all senior classes. What can I help you with?” 

“Could I get some extra credit or something to raise up my grade? I have a college interview in a few days and they’ll be looking at my grades,” the girl asks, clutching her history textbook in her hands. 

“Wanda, you already have an A in this class…” 

“Yeah, I know but it’s a 99% because of that B that I got on the quiz about the systemic and pulmonary circuits, I was distracted that day,” she wasn’t directly saying it but she was begging for another chance, and Y/N didn’t need any more pressing from her pleading student. 

“Do you want to retake the quiz? I doubt you’ll get another B,” she offers, Wanda’s eyes light up. 

“Yes please!” Y/N chuckles at the young girl's’ enthusiasm and rummages through some folders for an empty sheet of the specific quiz. 

She finds it and hands it to Wanda who hurriedly grabs it and sits at the nearest desk. Wanda finishes the quiz in minutes before finally scribbling her name and class period on top. Y/N grades her paper in front of her, and to no one’s surprise, she got a perfect 100. 

“Oh my god, what a surprise…” Y/N mumbles, Wanda giggles to herself. 

The door opens and the two women turn to look at the door. 

There Mr. Parker stood at the doorway holding a bag of food that smelled strongly of New York takeout, he saw Wanda standing in front of Y/N’s desk and blushed. 

“Should I come back or…?” He trails off. 

“No need Mr. Parker, I was just leaving. Thanks Ms. Y/L/N!” Wanda says as she begins to walk to the door. 

Peter walks into the room and sets the food down on the desk. Y/N looks behind Peter to see Wanda giving her an enthusiastic thumbs up, then pointing at both Y/N and Peter and making a heart with her fingers. Y/N got up and removed her sneaker before chucking it at the girl, Wanda dodged it and quickly left the class. 

Her unmistakable laughter bouncing off the walls of the hallway. 

Y/N sat back down to see Peter looking at her weirdly. “What was that about?” He asked opening the container of takeout food, Y/N blushed immensely. 

“Oh, nothing.”

Wanda runs into the lunchroom in search of her friends, the seniors. 

They sat in their usual table, eating away at the chicken wings that were being served today. 

“Guys! Guys!” She shouts as she nears the table, they turn their heads to look at their freshman friend. 

“What’s up?”

“Ms. Y/L/N and Mr. Parker are in her class right now eating lunch together! He bought her food!” She yells excitedly, the table gasps. 

“Seriously?!” Natasha exclaims. 

“Dead serious.”

“We’re gonna go spy on them, right?” Clint asks, licking the ketchup off his fingers and wiping his hands on his pants. 

“Hell yeah.”

They all snuck out of the lunchroom without getting caught and made their way to Ms. Y/L/N’s classroom. The door had a little rectangular window for them to see through, it wasn’t big enough for all of them but luckily Clint had special access to the school’s air ducts. 

Especially the one in Ms. Y/LN’s classroom. 

He unlocked his phone and FaceTimed Natasha and pointed the camera at the future couple. Outside of the classroom, the group crowded around Natasha and her phone. They all quieted down and watched the two awkwardest and nerdiest people in the world attempt to have a conversation without mentioning science and or Star Wars. 

Both of them failing miserably. 

They had somehow gotten into an incredibly deep conversation about Star Wars conspiracy theories. 

“Oh my god, these fucking nerds!” Tony whispers, the rest of the group agrees. 

“We gotta do something or they’re gonna spiral into a never ending conversation about Darth motherfucking Vader,” Steve says, Bucky nods agreeing with his hunky beefcake. 

“Yeah, someone text Barnes and tell him to do something about this…whatever this is,” Bucky says waving his hand for emphasis.

Tony quickly pulls out his phone, his thumbs running over the screen in a blur. A few seconds later, his eyes read a message on the screen. 

“He wrote, ‘On it ;)’.”

They all began to silently think of what Clint had in store for their two favorite teachers. 

In the air duct, Clint quietly pulled two small rocks from his pocket. He had been planning on throwing them at some kid who messed with him earlier but this was more important. 

The air duct he was hiding in was directly above Y/N’s desk but both her and Peter were facing away from him so this was the perfect opportunity. 

“So I wanted to ask you something and excuse me if it makes you uncomfortable, but…do your students say anything about us…you know– uh, liking each other?” Peter asks, Y/N almost chokes on her teriyaki chicken but hides it with a strong cough. 

“Ehh sometimes, why do you ask?” She lies straight through her teeth and hides her blush by looking down at her lap. 

“Well, because-uh they’re always telling me that you…have a crush on me, and that apparently it’s pretty obvious…” 

Her hands were now numb and she wanted to disintegrate into thin air. 

No shit, you fucking idiot,’ she thought. 

“Uhh well, I-I wouldn’t say obvious b-but, I mean-” she couldn’t think of anything to say and now she really wanted to die. 

Clint couldn’t watch his favorite teacher suffer anymore so he slowly and quietly opens the air duct by removing the detachable air grille. 

He throws the first rock at the door, the two teachers turn to the door thinking that someone had knocked. Y/N stands up to open the door, she looks through the little window but when she sees no one she turns back. 

Then, Clint throws the second rock right into Peter’s shirt causing him to stand up and spill chicken fried rice covered in soy sauce all down Y/N’s t-shirt. 

“Oh shit, fuck! I’m sorry!” He exclaimed trying to apologize. 

He grabbed a few napkins and tried to wipe off the soy sauce stains but only making it worse.

“No, i-it’s fine it-” 

“I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t mean-”

Both were too flustered to let one another finish their sentence. By now Peter wasn’t wiping anything except for her chest, it took a few seconds for both of them to notice exactly what he was touching. 

The blushing idiots finally decided to pull away from each other, and chuckle nervously at their current situation. 

“Come on, come on.” Natasha mumbles under her breath as her and the group continue to watch from her phone. 

Y/N and Peter were now pretending that the whole thing didn’t happen but the stain on Y/N’s light gray shirt said otherwise. Finally, the two of them mustered up enough confidence to actually say something intelligent. 

“Would you like to go out sometime?” They asked simultaneously. 

They both chuckle nervously, “I know it’s not the best time to ask, but…I-I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while and I just didn’t know if you…”

She smiles, “Well I do, and I’d love to go out with you.”

At that moment, the group started cheering completely forgetting that the hallway echoed. 

“Yes OTP!” Sam shouts, almost immediately slapping his hand over his mouth. 

“What the hell?” Y/N mumbles and walks over to the door, seeing their teachers walk toward them the entire group got up and hauled ass back to the lunchroom, the sound of shoes squeaking and stomping on the floor along with the loud swears coming from the teenagers themselves could be heard from inside the classroom. 

Clint watching them run on his phone cursed out loud, “Shit!” he said, his eyes widened. 

Both Peter and Y/N turned to the vent, “Wha-Clint!” Y/N yelled when she realized what was happening. 

There was no point in being quiet now, Clint shimmied down the vent before his teacher crawled in after him. 

Peter and Y/N stood there helpless. 

“I’m gonna kill them.”

“Meddling kids.”

Originally posted by daftprodigy

BONUS:

The next day when the matchmakers walked into Calculus, a class that Peter taught, they all sat next to each other. Being the only people in the school that knew that the two teachers that everyone has been shipping were finally together had its advantages. They’ve been trading test answers for gossip all morning. 

The school was bustling with the news. 

Y/N Y/L/N and Peter Parker were finally together. 

Even Principal Fury and Assistant Principal Hill were excited about it. 

When Peter sees them sitting innocently in their seats, he turns to them. 

“I don’t know whether to say thank you or goodbye, she was pretty angry.”

“Ah, she’ll get over it once you give her that good nerd loving,” Sam jokes, Peter blushes and a tries to hide a very noticeable smile.

“Ew dude, that’s our mom you’re talking about,” Tony says.

Clint perks up.

“Speaking of mom, we’re not calling you dad.”

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A/N: I had way too much fun with this. This was mostly about the teen!Avengers, but honestly I live for that AU. 

• MESSAGE ME IF YOU WANT A PART TWO
I don’t know how to title

So, this took me way longer than I thought. Oops. This is a prompt fic for @stephaniebithell 

I hope you like it. I’ve never actually written Voltron before. Or any kind of battle. So, go easy on me.


“WATCH OUT!” Keith’s voice cried out through the Blue Lion’s speakers. Checking his screens, Lance had to pull hard to the left, just barely missing the laser coming at him. The laser would have smashed into the cockpit if he hadn’t moved, and Lance let out a small huff of breath, relieved.

“That was a close call, Lance.” Shiro berated gently, “You need to be more careful, alright?”

Lance nodded before cracking a smile. “Come on, Shiro! Careful is my middle name!”

Hunk cut in, confusion evident in his voice, “I thought your middle name was Alejandro?”

Laughter echoed over the coms, and Lance pouted, whining, “Hunk, buddy! Who’s side are you on, man?”

Dodging another laser, Hunk replied, “The one where all of us get out of this alive? Does that count?” He dodged a few more lasers, firing a few shots of his own, panting slightly.

“Hunk’s got a point, guys,” Shiro reminded them. “Can the chatter, those lasers are still coming.” There was acknowledgement from all the other paladins, and Shiro sighed in relief. “Alright, here’s the plan. Lance, Hunk, you guys hang further back, try to pick them off from a distance. Stop anything that gets past us. Keith, Pidge, your lions are faster and smaller, I need you covering me. Take out the little guys. Black and I will target those turrets. Understood?” Confirmation came from the others, and everyone moved into position.

Everything went well for several minutes. Shiro had knocked out all but two of the turrets, and Lance and Hunk’s teamwork had destroyed at least a dozen big cruisers and battleships. Some of the larger ships had started to retreat, and Lance and Hunk targeted those as well. As one was coming up on Lance’s left, he saw Green, down and to his far right, with a small ion cannon pointed right at its flank. Making a split-second decision, Lance turned his lion and fired, taking out the ion cannon and saving Pidge. He started to turn back to his original position, but he was too late. Before he could react, a laser cut straight through his hull, sending poor Blue tumbling. Lance was strapped in, so he stayed in place, but as the others’ yells came over the com, a piece of debris slammed into the back of his head, and everything went black.


When Lance came to, the battle was over. Black was towing Blue down to the planet’s surface, where the castle and the planet’s inhabitants were waiting. As he came back to his senses, Lance began to hear the others.

“Lance! Kiddo, can you hear me?”

“Lance, buddy! Come on, tuagane, wake up, man!”

“Lance, you big doofus! Wake up!” (“Pidge!” “Sorry.”)

“LANCE! Lance, please! Dammit, Lance! Wake up! Talk to me!”

Finally, finally, Lance could move a little. “Ugh…. Keith?”

To Lance’s aching head, it was as though a full orchestra had exploded onto the coms.

“Alright, Lance! You’re okay!”

“You asshole! Don’t do that to me ever again, you hear me?!” (“Pidge! Language!”)

Hunk was now blubbering incoherently, Pidge was raging, and Keith was strangely silent. Just as the noise was getting to be too much, Shiro’s voice cut through the mayhem, muffling everything else like a blanket, “Lance. Are you okay? Can you answer me? You were out for a while, buddy. I need to know if you’re okay.”

Lance took several deep breaths, settling the nausea his headache was causing, before answering softly, “I-. I think I’m okay, guys. I have a killer headache, and I’m a little nauseous and light-headed, but I’m okay. Might have a concussion, though.” With that, most of his energy spent, he slumped back into his seat.

“Okay, Lance,” Shiro breathed. “Do you think you can stay awake for me for a few minutes? We’re almost back to the castle. I’m sure you’re really tired, but if you can put off sleeping for just a couple of minutes, I want Coran to check you over in person. They’ve already got a pod waiting and everything. Can you do that, kiddo?” Lance murmured an assent, and Shiro let out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding. “Alright, buddy. Thank you.”

Shiro looked at his monitors. The landing was coming up. “Alright, buddy, we’re right there. I’m going to put you down now, in 3 – 2 – 1.” With that, the blue lion was placed very gently on the ground next to the other three lions, which had already landed. Once Blue’s jaw opened, Hunk and Coran rushed inside, while Shiro landed Black. By the time Shiro had left the cockpit, Lance was out of his lion, and Allura was talking to the natives, Keith beside her.

Shiro went to Lance first. Looking Lance over, he glanced to Coran. “Coran, how is he? He was out for at least fifteen minutes.”

Coran smiled gently. “He’ll be just fine, number one. A few vargas in a pod and he’ll be good as new.”

“Thank you, Coran. Hunk, will you help him?”

“You don’t even have to ask.” With a small smile, Hunk pulled one of Lance’s arms over his shoulder and started moving towards the castle. Coran followed.

Now that he knew Lance was safe, Shiro could deal with the natives. Or, more accurately, deal with Keith, who looked to be one wrong word away from pulling out his bayard. As Shiro came closer to the group, he started to hear some of the conversation.

“-yes, you’ve said that the boy’s role is to be the blue paladin, but what else does he even do? What does he contribute? From what I saw, all he did was hang back for most of the fight, and make jokes for the rest of it!” Ah. Now he was starting to understand Keith’s murderous expression. Not to mention the low, continuous growl coming from Blue.

Allura cut him off. “It is not your place to question not just my choice of paladins, but the choices of the lions themselves. The blue lion chose Lance, and as such-“

“Princess Allura, I meant no disrespect, to you or the lions. I was simply concerned. Voltron is the universe’s only real hope of stopping the Galran Empire, and if its members are not efficient, perhaps-“

Shiro cut in, mouth a hard line, shoulders tense, as he stopped Keith from doing anything rash. “If you know about the joking, then you were listening to the coms. If you were paying attention, you would have noticed that I gave the order for the blue and yellow lions to hang back. Those two lions are larger, and therefore slower, but their weapons are strong. In this situation, they were much better suited for stopping the larger ships, and picking off stragglers. Lance especially works best at a distance. He’s the best shooter we have. Long-distance is his forte. Those assignments were the most efficient use of our resources.” The native was about to interrupt again, and Shiro bit out “On top of all of that, Lance was injured defending your planet. You would do well to remember that, and to show him the respect he deserves.”

When he was done, Shiro turned to Keith. Keith was still seething. “Shiro, did you hear what he was saying about Lance?”

“I heard him, Keith.”

“Lance could have died, Shiro! And that guy was treating him like a waste of space. Space garbage!”

“I know that, Keith.” Shiro’s voice was strained. He was angry, too, but there was nothing they could do.

“I’m gonna go back over there and teach that guy a lesson-“ Keith started to turn back around, bayard in hand, but was spun around by Shiro’s hand on his shoulder.

“You can’t attack the guy, Keith. He’s a diplomat. Let Allura handle it.”

“Can’t I just punch him in the face?” Keith pleaded.

“NO, Keith.”

“What if I just break his nose a little?”

“I said, NO, Keith.” Shiro spun to face him. “We can’t do anything. Allura can handle it. Now let’s go back to the castle. Lance will be healed in a few hours. I saw how anxious you were. I know you want to see him. And when he wakes up, I’m sure he’ll want to see you, too.” With that, Keith relaxed, sighing in defeat, and went on to the castle.

Shiro stood there for a moment, composing himself, before moving in the same direction. Before he got there, he heard one last parting shot. “You know,” the native drawled, excessively loud, “if the so-called blue paladin were a better pilot, he wouldn’t have been hurt in the first place-“

CRUNCH. Before anyone could move, Shiro snapped. He had rushed back, pulled back a fist, and slammed it straight into the obnoxious native’s nose. Without a word, Shiro wiped the blood off his hand onto the man’s shirt, and walked straight back into the castle. The look on that jerk’s face was definitely worth the difficulty Allura had negotiating an alliance several days later, and when Lance woke up, his laughter over the story gave Keith the brightest smile Shiro had seen on his face in years.


If you guys want me to write what happened in between when Lance was unconscious, let me know.

{PART 28} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Tricking Yoongi proves to be easier than you could have ever hoped, as you stumble upon just a taste of what your awakened abilities can achieve. However, in your haste to serve Yoongi punishment for his crimes; you and Jungkook learn that that life and death are just a means to an end - for every living thing…must one day, die.

“To play God not only means to give life; but take it as well. As she stared into the abyss, it stared right back at her…and she finally realised the true meaning behind all things living; even herself.”

|| Warning: This chapter contains mentions of blood and scenes that readers may find upsetting ||

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

{Part 1} //{Part 27} {Part 28} {Part 29}

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Ruining the mystery/First thing taught in Paladin school

So during my first dnd campaing, which was Castlevania based, I was playing Paladin of the Church, which led to the following bit, just as we entered the castle:

Dm: …And to the left, you see a hooded man sitting on a flying carpet, playing a gold fiddle

Ranger: I go to say “Hi, Im Kaito, who are you and what are you doing here?”

Mysterious hooded: Hello there travelers, we dont get many visitors around these parts, my name is Light and I’m but a simp-

Me,half jokingly half serious: Oh, hey nice to meet you Lucifer, kinda surprise you’re here.

DM: ……….so the man just sighs, and reveals himself as Lucifer, former prince of darkness, and former ruler of castlevania

Warlord: Wait doesn’t he have to roll or something to know?

DM: He’s a Paladin of the Church, The first thing they teach you in paladin school is about Lucifer, that it means Beautiful Light and his betrayal……There was going to be this whole bit of his identity being revealed later, but that’s scrapped.

Me: Well you shouldn’t have named him Light and given him a golden fiddle

 And that is how Lucifer joined us in our adventure to defeat Dracula

Married with Benefits (Part 7)

Summary: In order to not pay out-of-state tuition, you ask your friend, Steve Rogers, to marry you. Things, as always, never go as planned. (College AU)

Word Count: 939

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

A/N: Thank you for the feedback, so much! Enjoy this part ^^ Part 8 will be out tomorrow :D 

Originally posted by peoplealwaysleave-99


You could feel his breath against your lips. He smelled like minty toothpaste and looked so warm with his tousled hair. You want to really touch it, run your finger through the tresses.

His eyes were half-hooded and you mirrored his expression, your heads tilting simultaneously.

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you’re the hero of this story, so obviously you have to save the princess in order to get yourselves the happily ever after. but first things first, you’ve got to defeat the villain. yup, defeat the villain. you’re exchanging insults with him - that’s how it’s supposed to go, words first and then fighting - you’re done, and you’re about to use your sword and show that you’re the heroest hero that will ever hero when you both stop, because you hear people yell your names. it’s your family. and apparently your villain’s family too.
WTH?
“oh, my god!” your dad, the king, says, out of breath. “just in time! put those down! NOW! son, you’re not to marry the princess. he,” he points at the villain, “is your spouse”

An Inconvenient Circumstance

Word count: 4890
Genre: Smut
Warnings: Rough sex, slight domination, slight choking/breath play.
Summary: When you’re stuck in an elevator that’s stopped working, what else is there to do to pass the time?

You stood awkwardly in the elevator, stealing glances at the man beside you, his intimidating features making you look back almost every seconds. How long does it take to get to the ground floor??? You looked upwards, still on one of the highest floors, so you would have to stand here awkwardly a while longer.

The men beside you looked very handsome, intimidatingly handsome and it appealed to you so much and you didn’t understand quite why. He had snakebite piercings, and another piercing at his eyebrow, his hair was slicked backwards and black, his shoulders broad, he wore a tight black tank top with a leather jacket and jeans. His expression sported a resting bitch face, but a fucking hot one. You were completely opposite to him, you wore a blazer with a fancy top with skinny black jeans and black heels as you were leaving from a late interview you just had, you gave a slight wave to your hair, making sure you looked formal enough to please your interviewer.  

You would have been shocked if he couldn’t tell how much you were staring at him. You kept to one side of the elevator, while he kept to his. Not looking each other in the eye to avoid anymore tension in the elevator, there was already so much that you could cut it with a butter knife. You watched the floors slowly change. Was the elevator going in slow motion or something? You sighed as you checked the time on your watch and then suddenly you flung from the wall as the elevator came to a sudden stop, the elevator flung you to the floor and you gasped, but two arms caught you right before impact, the man lifted you back up and allowed you to regain your balance before removing his arms from your body.

“Thank you” you said to him, locking eyes with him for the first time and seeing how beautifully brown they were, you couldn’t help but stare down when his intense gazed locked on you for too long.

“You’re welcome” he said to you, staring up at the elevator, which was no longer moving. Once he realised it wasn’t about to keep going he started to get impatient.

“What the fuck” he said, as the lights flickered every now and then. The elevator was officially stuck, just fucking great. He attempted to press the emergency button but it gave him an electric shock back and he cursed in response.

“I guess it’s not working…” you sighed.

“No shit” You stared at him as his anger started to boil and the elevator started to get hotter every second.

“HEY!” he shouted out repeatedly.

“No one is going to hear you”

He ignored you, his anger rising as he started to bang on the elevator doors, punching them with enough strength that you actually saw a small dent left in the door.

“Hey! Can you calm down!” he ignored you again, ready to punch the door again so you quickly grabbed him arm, pulling him back.

“No! Who knows how fucking long we are going to be stuck in here”

“Yeah it sucks! but leaving dents in the door isn’t going to help either of us so stop!” He focused his glare on you, his angry gaze once again melting you and you had to stare away.

“Whatever” he said in defeat.

You both stood there in silence and frustration as ages past and it felt like forever each second you were stuck in there.

“There’s barely anyone in the building its night time do they even know we are here???” You broke the silence finally, expressing your worries.

He ignored you once again, his ignorance starting to frustrate you and you scoffed.

“We are both stuck here the least you could do is fucking talk” This caught his attention.

“What do you want me to say!?” he asked back, his tone filled with annoyance.

“Anything!” you waved your hands around in frustration, just signalling for him to do anything,
“Whats your name!” you asked him, trying to initiate any conversation, hoping he would take part.

“Jaebum”

“He speaks! I’m y/n”

“We’ll I might have said its nice to meet you but under the circumstances, it’s not.” His blunt honesty kind of made you laugh.

“That’s fair enough, ditto” He smirked back at you, the mostly friendly thing he has done this whole time.

You two finally started to make some small talk and he opened up, he asked about your interview and you asked him questions too, the time passing a bit quicker, but the elevator was heating up which was making the situation more unbearable.
You stared at the time on your watch and you were shocked.

“We have been in here for almost 2 hours! It’s almost midnight!” He just looked at you and shook his head, he didn’t bother trying to reassure you about getting out or anything like that because he knew it was useless, you two could be in there all night.

You started to fan your face and you noticed tiny sweat beads on his face across you, glistening on his forehead.

“Fuck its getting to hot, how you’re still wearing that leather jacket is beyond me” you said, you took of your blazer, you tight formal top showing underneath, and he stared at you as you took it off, your chest glistening with tiny dots of sweat and he couldn’t help but stare as you chest moved up and down from the rising heat. Watching you just made him sweat and get even more hotter so in response he decided to take off his jacket too. You watched him as he did so, his muscles flexing, and his arms toned and gorgeous as you stared at them, silently thanking for his choice in a black singlet. But you shook your head and discarded any inappropriate thoughts away.

The heat was getting to you both, your cheeks flushing, both of you breathing heavier, trying to keep up small talk but you were both just concentrated on fanning yourself. Sweat was glistening down the both of you and you both leaned on the walls off the elevator.

“Fuck I can’t do this anymore” He said, leaning his head up and you watched his neck as he swallowed, his adams apple moving up and down as he did so, his movements flustering you. He put his face back down and stared at you, catching you stare at him and you quickly turned away but he shot a smirk at you, such a cocky smirk that it sent a tingle down your back. You kept your place against the wall but he pushed himself off it it, moving towards you, his hands in his pockets. You looked up at his eyes, his pupils dilated so suddenly.

“What are you doing?” you asked him as he moved dangerously close to you.

“I can think of something to pass the time” he said, his deadly smirk making your face flush bright pink.

“Don’t be silly” you attempted to move away from him but his arms leaned on the wall, encasing your body and trapping you in the corner of the elevator.

“I see the way you have been staring at me, it’s not exactly subtle” you shied at his words, trying to stare at anything but his face. His hand came down to your chin, pulling your face upwards to look at him.

“We are going to be in here a while” was the last thing he said to you, you gulped as his lips came closer and closer to yours, but you weren’t moving away, you wanted this, you didn’t know what it was about him that made you want this so much but the urge was impossible to resist, so when his lips finally reached yours, you let him kiss you. You kissed him back immediately, his lips molding into your own and you felt his shit eating grin in the kiss.

“Knew you couldn’t resist”

“Just shut up” you said, bringing his face back down to yours. You both melted into each others lips. His tongue pushed into your mouth, and he dominated over you, licking around and nibbling on your bottom lip whenever he had to pull away to breathe. The hotness of the elevator made you two breathe even heavier, your chests rising up and down very fast as sweat trickled down your foreheads. His hands grabbed at your sides, pushing you back roughly against the elevator wall as his deep kisses became rougher, your hands grabbed at his hair and tugged roughly as your tongues battled together. You moaned into the kiss, the roughness overwhelming you and arousing you all at the same time and he was definitely living up to his intimidating appearance as he pressed you against the wall with his hips. You were trapped in him and you loved it. His hands dug into your hips, grabbing roughly at the hem off you shirt and pulling it above your head and throwing it behind him. You continued kissing and you grabbed at his shirt, discarding it from his body. You ogled at him for the shortest moment, taking in his broad shoulders and toned chest while he unclipped your bra, pulling it off your chest.

His lips moved to your neck, biting harshly and roughly while his hands grabbed onto your breasts, rubbing them roughly at the same time.

“Fuck Jaebum” you moaned as his teeth dug into your skin and your nipples hardened against his touch.  He bit down harder in response to hearing his name, groaning against your skin and you gasped as he left numerous marks and deep bruises all over your neck, the feeling so painfully pleasurable and you couldn’t describe it. The rising heat of the elevator just amplified the feeling of the situation and you could feel your arousal in your panties getting wetter and wetter by each second as his hands explored your body, squeezing on your hips, your breasts and tugging you into whatever place he wanted you to be and you let him have complete control over your body. Your hands grabbed at his hair tightly as his lips moved to your breasts, sucking on your breasts and leaving wet spots as he spread out his rough kisses, your breath hitched in your throat as he bit down onto your breasts, turning them into a perfect shade of purple and blue as he left bruises and marks on you.

You moaned and moaned as he returned the pleasure to the other breast while licking and rubbing at the same time. Your breasts perked for him and boosted his ego as he hardened his treatment, rubbing both of your breasts roughly in his hands while licking in between.

“Fuck they’re so perfect” he said to you and you moaned at his words, his face came back to yours as he started kissing you again. He grabbed both of your hands with just one of his, pinning them above your head and against the wall as he nibbled on your bottom lip. His other hand came up to your neck, squeezing very lightly lifting your head up to face him. His lips crashed onto yours as the grip on your neck didn’t loosen, making it harder for you to breath but the feeling excited you and you wanted more. Your tongue explored his mouth as his did the same and you both groaned into the kiss, his grip on your neck getting the littlest bit tighter, your hands struggled in his, wanted to touch him and run them through his hair but he didn’t let you, keeping your hands above you.

His hands finally let go of your neck and your own hands, moving down your body on to the floor, looking up at you as he took your shoes off, sliding them behind him, he moved back up, towering in front of you and staring straight into your eyes as his hands slid down the zipper of your jeans but not sliding them down your legs just yet. One of his hands gripped your hips, making sure you were pushed into the wall while the other slowly slid into your pants, your head rolled back as he rubbed you tormentingly over your panties, allowing you to acknowledge just how wet you have become and you sighed at the feeling.

“Already so wet for me” His hand on your waist grabbed your chin, lowering your face down to look at him and you kept your eyes on each other as he rubbed you slowly and deeply over and over again.

“Keep looking at me y/n, don’t look away, I want to see your face as I pleasure you…” you did as he told, keeping your gazes on each other and trying your best not to look away when his thumb ran rougher over you. You chest breathed heavy, your breasts bumping into his own toned chest every time you breathed. He moved his hand into your panties, rubbing his thumb slowly but deeply over your clit and you hissed at the feeling, cursing under your breath as you continued to stare at him, yours and his eyes dilated with lust, the mirrors in the elevator officially steaming up.

As his thumb rounded your clit his fingers rubbed you up and down, coating your wetness all over you before sliding two fingers inside of you.

“FucK!” you almost tore you gaze away as he started pumping inside of you, sticking with a slow pace that roamed around inside you, feeling your walls from side to side as his fingers moved round and round inside you and all you wanted to do was roll your head back, but instead, you settled with gripping his shoulders for dear life.

“Good girl, keep it up” he said to you as you continued to follow his instruction. As he pushed his fingers in as deep as possible he continued to roam your insides, fingers slightly curling inside you which made you writhe in response to him, barely being able to stand still from all the pleasure. You could feel his ring as he pushed his fingers in and out of you and it just amplified your pleasure by a million. More and more curses started to leave your mouth until Jaebum came to a halt, removing his hand from your clit and you inside, bringing his fingers up to your lips and you took them in your mouth straight away, sucking and licking his fingers as you tasted yourself on him, keeping your eyes on him as you did so, the look you’re giving him making him groan and the bulge in his pants starting to grow.

You released his fingers from your mouth with a lewd pop and licked around your lips. You both stared at each other deeply as he started dragging your pants and panties down you legs, as they reach the floor you kicked out of them and he pushed them behind him. You reached for his jeans, undoing the button and zip and dragging his jeans and boxers down to the floor, discarding them also. His erection sprang free and you only tore your eyes away for a second to glance at the impressive length before concentrating your look back onto him. As you were about to get down onto your knees he stopped you.

“Not yet baby” he said as he kept you trapped against the elevator wall. The small space in the elevator was heated up and the mirror was officially steamed out, sweat was running down both of your skin and you couldn’t help but admire the way it made him glisten. Jaebum dropped onto his knees, looking up at you as his hand returned to your core, pushing three fingers now inside you and you almost screamed as he immediately settled for full speed, the coarse feeling of his ring making your walls clench around his fingers. As his fingers continued their sins his face moved to your clit, and his tongue started to lick you, at a complete opposite speed from his fingers. His tongue slowly lapped at your clit, little kitten licks that were driving you absolutely insane and you wanted more but you couldn’t say the words. You kept your stare at him, trying your very best not to look away, but it was getting harder each second.

“OhHH ~ Fu-ck!” his licks on your clit started to get deeper and you felt your legs starting to tremble and shake, I guess Jaebum felt it too, so he used his spare hand to hold you up. His fingers curled inside you and he started to nibble and suck on your clit and you couldn’t stare at him any longer, your head rolled back in pleasure hitting the elevator wall and you moaned and groaned and cursed, lewd noises spilling from your mouth and if no one knew you two were stuck here, they probably know now…

Your hands tugged at his hair roughly, pushing his face further into you. You rolled your hips back and forth for more friction but he stopped you immediately, firmly placing his arm across you to keep you still on the wall when all you wanted to do was move. He nibbled and sucked at your clit roughly while his fingers continued their ministrations, curling and pumping in and out of you. His licks became long and his sucks rougher and the sounds coming from his tongue and his finger fucking filled up the elevator. He licked up and down your clit and you screamed in pleasure, the pleasure knot in your stomach starting to tighten and you couldn’t hold your orgasm much longer.

“Im– so close- Fuck!” Jaebum quickened his speed, his muscles tensing and going into overdrive as he pushed you towards your orgasm, but he decided to change it up, removing his fingers from you and replacing them with his tongue as his thumb now roughly traced deep circles around your clit and you mewled in delight, his tongue licking around your entrance before sliding inside you, licking around your walls, pushing in and out of you and licking up and down, the feelings making you see stars, your breath started to get hitched and you were almost choking from barely being able to take a deep breath.  With a few more clean licks and rubs and tugs at your clit, your orgasm hit you like no other and you screamed his name over and over as your back arched off the wall, your body shaking as you orgasm ripped through your, your eyes clenched shut and your mouth wide open, not able to release a noise. Jaebum continued his actions as you rode out you high, and when you finally started to relax against him he removed his tongue and his fingers from you, licking his lips and his fingers as he lifted himself off the floor. You opened your eyes and he was staring down at you, a smirk planted across his face at your messy state.

As your breath started to become even again he placed a gentle kiss on your lips.

“Ready for round 2 princess?” You didn’t have the strength to reply so you nodded weakly at him. Ready for a fuck you knew you were going to remember.

He placed his hands underneath your thighs before lifting you up, you cradled you legs around him as your arms held tightly around his neck, he left soft kisses to your breasts before aligning himself with your entrance and sliding into you, the feeling causing an immediate response to you as your head tilted back in a deep groan.

“Fuck you’re so tight and wet-” he groaned as he entered you to the brim, giving you only seconds to adjust to his length as he started slowly pulling all the way back out. You cursed under you breath as he slowly pulled in and out of you, setting a tormentingly slow pace and you just wanted more from him. Your hands tightly gripped the nape of his neck.
Jaebum continued his torments, pulling out all the way to the tip and then slamming back into you hard, filling you to the brim and deep throaty groans fell from your plump lips.

As he continued his slow but hard pace it was starting to get to much for you and you needed him to go faster, but the pleasure he was giving you was stopping you from formulating any kind of english word.

“please–UGH” was all you could muster out. Somehow he knew what you meant and started to increase his speed, slamming his dick in and out of you, the faster pace making your back scrape against the elevator wall. His hands grabbed your hips, lifting them up and down rapidly to match the movement of his thrusts and you knew you would have bruises on your hips tomorrow from his tight grip. Your fingernails dug into his shoulder blades and you almost drew blood from digging so much.

“FUCK! Jaebum!” you writhed against him, his thrusts so powerful. He thrust harder and deeper and started to hit your g-spot every time and your body shook and trembled from his merciless thrusts.

“Keep moaning my name baby-” Jaebum’s face in front of you was scrunched up in concentration and pleasure from his thrusts, sweat running down his forward, his teeth clenched and his eyebrows furrowed together. You knew your face was just as sweaty as your hair stuck to your forehead. As his thrusts started to become more powerful by the second he sunk his head into the crook of your neck, biting down as he thrusted up into you, you could feel the pressure of his teeth in your neck and it just amplified your pleasure as you groaned his name again, over and over. With each passing thrust he hit you in all the right spots and your walls clenched around him making him curse under his breath.

You could feel scratches forming on your back from being shoved into the elevator wall with each of his thrusts but feeling was nothing compared to the pleasure he was giving you and you couldn’t care less. He removed his hands from your hip, placing them on your ass and lifting you higher to try and reach deeper in you, and he did, making you cry in pleasure, tears starting to form in your eyes as the knot in your stomach started to reappear, he squeezed and messaged your cheeks in his hands and his lips went back to your breasts, kissing and tugging on your nipples roughly.

“Fuck I’m so close!” you mewled in delight, your walls continued to clench around him and he increased his speed to get you closer to your high.

You removed one of your hands from his neck, your hand was in between the two of you, moving down to your core and you rubbed fast circles around your clit, moans and curses spilled from your mouth as you received pleasure from yourself and Jaebum.
“Fuck that’s so hot y/n” he said, seeing you pleasure yourself and seeing you face so concentrated on reaching your high turned him on so fucking much he almost reached his own then and there. You started to see stars and you orgasm was inches away, so you roughened your hands to match the rhythm of Jaebum’s powerful thrusts. Seconds later you felt your orgasm wash over your body and you screamed as your back arched off the wall, your other hand slamming onto the mirror of the elevator, leaving a nice big hand print in the steam. He continued to thrust into you as you rode out your high, leaving more marks on your breasts as his hands dug into your ass, squeezing tightly. All your muscles tensed as the pleasure came through your body, your whole body shaking, your chest heaved up and down rapidly and you soon started to relax from your high, removing your hand from your core and relaxing your back onto the wall. You took heavy breaths as you tried to re-catch your breath. When you finally relaxed, Jaebum dropped your feet back to the floor and you almost lost balance as your legs felt like jelly.

He removed himself from inside you, and you grabbed him, pushing him and shoving him into the wall as you dropped to your knees, immediately taking his length into your mouth, sucking around his tip as your hand rubbed and pumped the rest of his length.

“Fuck!” he groaned as his head tilted back to lean on the wall, his hands grabbing your hair, keeping a tight grip on it.

Your tongue lapped around his length, flat tonguing him from bottom to top, and releasing his dick with a lewd popping noise every time. You hollowed your cheeks around him when you sucked deeply. As you brought your mouth back up to hip tip, you licked around his tip. You could feel his dick pulsating and his hands started gripping your hair more tightly.

He started to thrust in and out of your mouth, the feeling of his going at the back of your throat making you gag on his dick, the vibrations from your mouth sending waves of pleasure through him. You rested your hands on his thighs for support, feeling them tense every time he fucked your mouth. You tried your best to keep up with his rhythm, licking around him best you could whenever he thrusted back into your mouth, but he chased his high and took control, he bragged all your hair into his hands, bobbing your head back and forth to match his thrusts.

He moaned repeatedly and numerous swears fell from his lips each second as he came closer to his high. You could feel his cock throbbing inside your lips and knew he was close.

The lewd sound of sex filled the elevator and you eyes teared from the intensity of him filling up your mouth. Your groans and gagging getting him close to his orgasm so you continued to moan against his dick, the vibrations running through his body, his face was scrunched up in pleasure and his head rolled back as he moaned your name.

“Fuck y/n!” he groaned as his orgasm crashed through him, his warm seed filling your mouth, spilling from your lips as he continued to thrust, riding out his high. His heavy breaths filled the room and his chest was going up and down at a fast rate as he was trying to catch his breath, his thrusts becoming sloppy as his body started to relax. He let go of your hair and removed his dick from your mouth, he opened his eyes and looked at you as you swallowed his seed, licking around your mouth to taste him around your lips. When he finally relaxed he bent down and grabbed your arms, pulling you back up with him to lift your off the floor, he gave you a small kiss on the forehead as he moved aside to gather his clothes and re dress himself. Once he did he started to gather yours one at a time, your panties first. He smiled up at you and you returned the gesture as he slowly slid the panties back up your legs, he did the same with your jeans.

He grabbed your bra, letting you do that once yourself before placing your top back over your arms for it to rest on your body.

“Thank you” you said smiling up at him.

“You’re welcome” he replied as he pushed aside the hair on your face, tucking it behind your ear. You looked at the elevator mirror, no bodies could be seen through any of the steam besides where you had left your messy had prints.

A few short minutes past and then suddenly the elevator doors opened up and three men were outside the elevator.

“Are you guys okay!?” they asked with concern.

“About fucking time, do you know how hot it is in here??? How long we have been in here!?” Jaebum answered, his frustration evident.

As the youngest man looked around the elevator, his eyes settling on the messy prints on the mirror.

“I guess you guys found a way to pass the time at least” you stared away, not wanting to look the man in the eye to confirm his accusation.

Jaebum grabbed your hand, rushing you to walk out of the elevator.

“Thank you for finally getting us out” you said as you both walked past. Ready for you and Jaebum to go you separate ways, but he walked you to your car, making sure you were safe before making your way home.

You entered your car and opened the window to say bye to him. You didn’t expect such a gentlemen like behaviour from him as he grabbed your hand and placed a gentle kiss on it. As he was starting to turn away you rushed to speak.

“Wait!–” he cut you off before you could speak further.

“Don’t worry y/n, we will see each other again”. He smirked back up at you, before disappearing into the early morning, and as you made your way home, all you could think about is the next time you would see him, and you hoped it would be soon.



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                                         Reasons I love AvAc! Stony

1. The first conversation that Tony and Steve ever have, they admit they like each other. Steve is just recruited and he wants to run for class president. Tony suggests he just take it but Steve says, “I like you Tony, but don’t ever disrespect the election process.” And Tony smiles and replies, “I like you too Cap, but by now you should know that I pretty much disrespect everything.” Then Tony campaigns for Cap anyway ;)

2. During the Civil War event, Tony made a Capsuit to put on a show for Steve. It was a cute ordeal more than anything, and Tony asks for a hug from Steve. Steve says no, and Tony apparently has a simulator where he’s hugging Steve in it. After, there’s a picture during the news announcement of Steve and Tony side hugging, smiling, and Tony is giving Steve bunny ears. (X

3. Once Tony told Steve that he was his “favorite field commander.” (X)

4. Steve is talking to Natasha about Tony and Natasha tells him, “You two should just get married.” (X)

5. When Ronan came to the Academy for the first GoTG event, Steve said, “I got your back, Tony.”

6. Once Tony told Steve, “What if I told you the internet thought we were the perfect couple?”

7. Tony offers to upgrades Steve’s shield to make it lighter, stronger, and capable of firing energy blasts and Steve replies with, “Thanks, but I think you’re fancy enough for the both of us.” While smiling happily and Tony is shocked.

8. During the Halloween event, Tony had to do a last minute cardboard Iron Man costume because Baron Zemo bought the last Captain America costume. He was going to be Cap! And he’s mentioned dressing up as Cap as a kid more than once. (X)

9. Tony said once, “I mock because I love. Ask Cap, I’ve been mocking him for months.” So….he’s loved him for months.

10. Tony asked Steve for girl advice, and said he was absurdly handsome. So they go working out together at the gym…clearly showing off for each other, and not a girl. Tony thinks he did a good workout, which Steve took as a joke. So he went to the gym with Tony again…I wonder why… (X)

11. They bicker like a married couple.

12. Tony always goes to Cap at the beginning of an event to plan out how to protect the Academy (because they’re leaders and work best together).

13. When recruiting Mockingbird Tony tells her she can trust Steve. Once she tells Steve that, he looks shocked and SO happy about it. (X)

14. Tony makes a blacksmith Iron Man outfit that is pretty revealing, which leaves Steve speechless. Once Tony says he’s a blacksmith, Steve tells him that was his second guess. Steve, what was your first guess you naughty guy? (X)

15. When you get Pepper she asks Steve, “will you keep an eye on Tony?” To which Steve smiles and replies, “I always do.” (X)

16. Tony Stark is such a Cap fanboy. He’s dressed up as Cap, he had Cap action figures, and he even had Jarvis make him Capcakes for breakfast as a kid. (X) (X)

17. When Ultron attacked, who has the mind of Tony, the first thing he did was make a Captain America robot and he calls the Capbot his greatest creation. (X)

18. When Tony finds out about RoboCap he’s shocked and disappointed he didn’t think to make a RoboCap first. (X)

19. When Ultron attacks Tony thinks Steve is going to blame him, but Steve doesn’t. He just encourages Tony and says they’ll defeat him together. (X)

20. During the Ultron event Tony mocks Steve by trying to do an impression of him and he says, “I told you not to build those robots, Tony. We should have been teaching bald eagles how to do the Charleston while balancing apple pies on our bulging biceps.” So Tony was checking Steve and his biceps out. Steve takes it as a joke and says just reassures Tony that they can fix the problem. (X)

21. Tony makes Cap an energy shield but when Steve uses it, it turns into a giant energy ball where Steve runs around in it. Steve knows Tony so well that he tells Tony to get his joke over with. Tony calls him Hamster America, and Steve would be more mad but he said it was a good workout. (X) (X) (X)

22. When Tony encounters RoboCap he says “sometimes I want to punch you in your perfect robot teeth.” He says he’s thought about saying that to Steve sometimes, but RoboCap says it’s too far. Tony then agrees and talks about how Cap is his friend and how polite he is. (X)

23. Tony’s wanted to make upgrades to Steve’s shield for better protection, but eventually he makes him an energy shield instead when Steve is in his Commander America uniform. (X)

24. During the Ultron event while Tony is working on Steve’s energy shield Steve tells Tony that he’s been having a recurring dream about a red dinosaur. Tony smiles and says he wishes Steve was that weird more often. (X)

25. Tony asks Steve, “How do you like my mancave?” (X)

26. Steve tells Tony that he’s more than just his tech. (X)

27. Tony loves Steve’s biceps. He’s commented on them more than once. Telling Steve about his “bulging biceps” and when Gladiator Cap showed up, Tony said he’s seen Steve checking out his own biceps. Steve says he hasn’t and asked Tony if HE’S been checking out his biceps…Tony then says he’s a scientist (which means yes, he’s been checking Steve out). (X)

28. Tony is talking to Peter Quill and Peter doesn’t understand some of the scientific terms Tony’s using. Steve steps in and DEFINES the word, Tony is shocked, and Steve is so proud and says “futurism!” (X)

29. Tony confides in Steve at the beginning of an event and Steve wants to hear it. Tony refuses to tell him cause he doesn’t want Steve to change his plans and says he can’t make all of Steve’s life choices for him. (Tony definitely wants to be a part of Steve’s life decisions). (X

30. During the GoTG2 event Steve’s costume is “Ravager Captain America” and he has a great outfit made of leather with leather straps and he has a mohawk. This leaves Tony speechless, and Tony has never been speechless before. (I’m pretty sure Tony loved the leather, and rock ‘n roll look). (X)

so i was thinking how much people seemed to overlook Lance listening to music in season 1 may or may not be because i always do the same and then this popped out. This takes place sometime during season two. (WC: 1208)


Keith lays down in bed, curling himself against Lance’s side, who is putting on Pidge’s headphones. He breathes in, relishing in the scent of pure Lance

They’re in “Lance’s” room, but in all honesty, it’s both of theirs. Their clothes are both here, they both sleep here, they both brush their teeth and shower here. It’s theirs, and that little word change has never made his heart flutter so often.

But there’s only one thing that Keith is really thinking about. The one thing he always thinks about before they go to bed.

“Hey, Lance?” says Keith, wrapping an arm around Lance’s bare waist.

Lance pauses mid-motion. “Yeah?”

“Why do you always wear those in bed?” asks Keith. He lifts his head, resting his chin on Lance’s chest to face him.

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someone: hey harry-

harry: yeah, i know, defeat voldemort, go to quidditch practice, win the cup, sass snape, defeat voldemort again if i have to, be nice to people, know what the fuck is going on, be the wizard you didn’t know you were gonna be when you were eleven, keep my friends alive please, risk your life for us all harry. do you want my internal organs too??? be the saviour harry, I GET IT

someone: i was just going to say “how are you” but-

harry: i’m FINE

Reaction - BTS - Talking Dirty

PROMPT: BTS’ reaction to you whispering something dirty to them while in public with the other guys.

I hope you all enjoy!~

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JUNGKOOK

(”I need you so badly, Kookie”)

He’d sigh in immediate frustration and turn his head to look at you, he hated how you knew exactly how to get his hormones rushing. For a few seconds he’d just stare and try to decide what he was gonna do, before looking away proudly. “Of course you do” he’d whisper back with a slight tint on his cheek, you were definitely in for a treat later though.

JK: “Ahh, baby why do you do this to me..”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

TAEHYUNG

(”Can’t we go home sooner? I have a surprise for you~”)

He instantly knew what you were trying to do, making him giggle at you. “Oh yeah?” he’d teasingly say back, he quickly tried to figure out how to respond with something clever. His grin grew wider after you had replied. Maybe it was a grin of disbelief of how an amazing partner he’d gotten, or a grin of defeat because he knew he’d give in easily if you continued.

TH: “I’m gonna lose it they’re so perfect"

Originally posted by mvssmedia

JIMIN

(”Baby~ I want you…”)

A small gasp could be heard from him, one thing was very obvious about Jimin, he was weak to dirty talk. He turned and looked at you before biting his lip, eyes softly squinted. “Really?” he’d half-whisper out before looking around to see if the others payed attention to you two. After confirmation he’d smile to himself and wrap an arm around your waist proudly.

JM: “I’m so excited for tonight, jagiya”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

NAMJOON

(”Daddy..”)

“Oh?” He’d quickly look up at you and smile, “is that so, baby?” he’d pretend you had said something completely different, mostly to conceal how much he’d want to go home at that moment. Mostly to save face from the others he’d pretend like nothing, but if you continued you would probably get your way.

NJ: “You are in so so much trouble, baby”

Originally posted by trash-for-bangtan


HOSEOK

(”Can’t we go home babe?.. I need you”)

He’d hum in satisfaction and look at you with a small smile. “You need me?” he’d say without caring if the others heard, making you shush him, making him smirk widely. “Isn’t it warm?” he’d say to the others and pull on his shirt, showing off his collarbones, teasing you with a grin on his lips.

HS: “This could be fun”

Originally posted by yoongis--babygirl

YOONGI

(”Babe, I’m dripping for you..”)

Much like Namjoon he’d pretend like you said something completely else, but with a more cold feeling. “Oh really?” he’d stare at you, not amused with what you were trying to do, he’d tell you off once you’d gotten home. Before fucking you hard as punishment. 

Yg: “Really, baby? I can’t believe you”

Originally posted by jeonbase

SEOKJIN

(”Can we go somewhere else?”)

He’d smirk proudly to himself before blushing. “You’re so needy” he’d kinda laugh out quietly before kissing you sweetly. After a few minutes he’d come back to the subject, “So you wanna get out of here?” he’d grin at you and nod towards the door.

SJ: “Let me think about it”

Originally posted by jjilljj

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WELCOME BACK TO ME, thank you. 
(Sorry this took so long, but I have tonsillitis and I’m sufferin’)

~M