how is she even real you guys

edgypandasimmer  asked:

I give you a perfectly cute, sweet, handsome nerd for JulASSa to date. And what do you do??? You turn him into a gym fuckboy who's falling for Ms Titties over here with her blonde ass bleach hair and her hoe red lipstick bitch gtfo unicorns are more real than those ta-tas you got suspended on your chest bitch how tf do they even stay up there you don't need no bra you need a damn crane smh

“JulASSa” is my new favorite thing andjanis i love how angry you are over me turning him into a demon fuccboi. Ms Titties is a whore who fucks any1 she wants bc of her tits guys cant resist 

Zelda in BotW is an amazing character. If I had to make a list of the 10 best characters in the LoZ games, I have a hard time imagining she wouldn’t be on it. And nearly everything I’ve seen from other people who have played the game has been bursting with positivity and appreciation for this Zelda. 

However, I’m unfortunately not surprised to have eventually run across someone calling her “a miserable cunt” and a “shitty little shit bag” who is “demoralizing [Link] into oblivion” with over 100 people liking/reblogging their post. 

There are a couple of things to say in response to this. For starts, Jesus christ calm down. It’s wild to me how ready people are to hate characters for almost anything (and it overwhelmingly happens with female characters–jeez I wonder why). And second, did we even play the same game? Because you know what the WORST we ever saw Zelda acting towards Link was? 

That’s… that’s it. She told him she didn’t need an escort and shouted at him to stop following her. And this wasn’t just the worst that Zelda ever acted towards Link. It was also the ONLY time we saw her shouting at him or being mean to him. Was it rude/crummy/something Link didn’t deserve? Totally. Was it her being ~a miserable shitty little shit bag cunt that fucking destroyed Link’s sense of self worth~? Hell no. How the hell do you extrapolate THAT MUCH out of such a small scene? 

Just to help paint a larger, and more negative picture of Zelda, let’s talk about another memory. In the first memory, which was of Zelda preforming the ceremony to appoint Link as her knight, Zelda was acting very clearly depressed during the whole thing. That would have conveyed to Link how unhappy Zelda was with him being her knight, which would have surely made Link feel shitty. So there, that’s something else people who hate this Zelda can point to. But you know what? If you want to analyze things like this, Link also made Zelda feel shitty. Oh, sure, we all know that Link made Zelda feel shitty because of her own insecurities about being a failure of a royal princess while Link had successfully become the master of the Master Sword. But Link’s own behavior also made Zelda feel shitty. We saw in the third memory that Zelda would try to talk normally with Link. Talking casually and cheerfully about making adjustments to one of the Divine Beasts because that’s what she was passionate about! But Link… would never say anything back in response. He was silent. He was her appointed knight, but he wouldn’t even talk to her when she tried to talk to him. In fact, at that point Link had NEVER spoken to Zelda, as she expressed in her diary 

Imagine if their situations were reversed, and we saw Link talking to Zelda and Zelda refusing to respond to him and just staring at him with a blank expression–and then Link wrote in his diary about how stressful that was for him and how it made him feel like she thought he was a failure and hated him. The people who hate BotW Zelda would be jumping on that as an example of what a bitch Zelda was to Link. Even though when Link did it to Zelda, there’s no problem whatsoever apparently. Link was just a smol little precious angel that was cowering beneath Zelda’s “toxic belittling and dominance,” as one person described it. 

(And real quick… you know who was ACTUALLY “belittling” and “demoralizing” Link? Fucking Revali. You know, the guy who would walk right up to Link and go on a giant, passive aggressive and mockery-filled rant at Link about how he’s better than Link and Link doesn’t deserve the expectations that others have of him. I still think Revali is a solid character because it’s good to have a diverse cast with varied personalities and different relationship dynamics with each other. But for crying out loud, how is anyone going to hate on Zelda for how she acted towards Link early on when Revali was there being a straight up dick with 0 tragic character motivation behind him to make us sympathetic to why he acted like such a wad?) 

Of course I don’t believe that Link deserves any hate for being silent around Zelda for so long. Just like how I don’t believe that Zelda deserves any hate for the way she acted towards and felt about Link in the early memories. They were two youths who had the weight of the world placed upon their shoulders. Link’s ability to express himself was crushed by the weight of the expectations and judging eyes of everyone around him. Zelda lost her mother, was denied expressions of love from her father, was terrified that she was a failure who would doom the world to destruction because of her inability to access her powers, and was was stuck with a successful, brilliant knight who she assumed hated her and had no way of being told otherwise because HE WOULDN’T EVEN TALK TO HER. 

But despite all that the two became close. Link saved Zelda’s life. Zelda reevaluated how she thought of him and even apologized for her past behavior 

Zelda made an effort and kept talking to him, trying to get him to open up to her. And eventually he did, and she was able to learn the reason why he wouldn’t talk to her, or anyone, in the past. They traveled together. She examined his wounds after battle. They went out to collect specimens in the fields together. Zelda tried to get Link to lick a frog in the name of science. Link taught Zelda how to bond with her horse. They saw their home fall to Calamity Ganon and learned of the deaths of their family and friends. Their world collapsed. They fled. They defended each others’ lives, each saving the other. Zelda spent 100 years suffering alone to contain the abomination that destroyed their land while Link recovered from the injuries he gained protecting her. They fought together again. They freed Hyrule from 100 years of darkness and set out once again to rebuild their kingdom together. 

But yeah. Zelda was such a cunt, right? 

I mean, you can’t please everyone. That’s just to be expected. People are different. People have different attitudes and values, and like and enjoy different things, so there’s no piece of media that everyone will have the same thoughts and feelings on. It’s like how on the Nintendo eShop, BotW for the Wii U has 4719 five star reviews… and 21 one star reviews. You can’t please everyone. But again, jesus christ some people are just ready to violently hate Zelda for having extremely well developed character flaws and a rocky start to her relationship with Link that was the result of both of their individual issues clashing and preventing them from connecting and understanding each other even though they both felt nearly the exact same way. And even if you want to insist that everything bad about their early relationship was 100% Zelda’s fault alone, I wonder how Zelda could possibly make up for it… maybe putting in the effort to develop a very positive relationship with Link, saving his life just as he had saved hers, and spending 100 years in Ganon Jail would be enough to make up for it? 

…nah. You’ve got to imprison yourself for at least TWO HUNDRED years to make up for telling someone to stop following you one time. Totally. 

taylor swift in 2014: For years, I was never sure if we were friends or not. She would come up to me at awards shows and say something and walk away, and I would think, ‘Are we friends, or did she just give me the harshest insult of my life?…She did something so horrible. I was like, 'Oh, we’re just straight-up enemies.’ And it wasn’t even about a guy! It had to do with business. She basically tried to sabotage an entire arena tour. She tried to hire a bunch of people out from under me. And I’m surprisingly non-confrontational – you would not believe how much I hate conflict. So now I have to avoid her. It’s awkward, and I don’t like it. Sometimes the lines in a song are lines you wish you could text-message somebody in real life. I would just be constantly writing all these zingers – like, 'Burn. That would really get her.’ And I know people are going to obsess over who it’s about, because they think they have all my relationships mapped out. But there’s a reason there are not any overt call-outs in that song. My intent was not to create some gossip-fest. I wanted people to apply it to a situation where they felt betrayed in their own lives.

katy perry in 2017: It’s about backing dancers. It’s so crazy! OK, so there are three backing dancers that went on tour with her tour, right? And they asked me before they went on tour if they could go, and I was like, ‘Yeah, of course. I’m not on a record cycle, and get the work, and she’s great and all that. But I will be on a record cycle in about a year, so be sure to put a 30-day contingency in your contract so you can get out if you want to join me when I say I’m going back on.’ So that year came up, right? And I texted all of them—because I’m very close with them—and I said, ‘Look, just FYI: I’m about to start, I want to put the word out there.’ And they said, ‘All right, we’re going to talk to management about it.’ And they did. And they got fired. And I tried to talk to her about it, and she wouldn’t speak to me.It was a full shutdown and then she writes a song about me. There’s a situation. Honestly, she started it and it’s time for her to finish it. And I tried to talk to her about it, and she wouldn’t speak to me… It was a full shut down and then she writes a song about me. And I’m like, ‘Okay, cool, cool, cool, that’s how you want to deal with it?’ Karma! I’m ready for that B.S. to be done.  Now, there is the law of cause and effect. You do something, and there is going to be a reaction. And trust me, daddy, there’s going to be a reaction. I think personally that women together, not divided – and like none of this petty sh-t – women together will heal the world.

people who don’t realise taylor put all this info on the table herself 3 years ago:

The Friendly Wager (Part 2)

Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,613

Warnings: language, fluff, sarcasm, complete and utter denial, social drinking

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. Congrats on the followers, friend! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?

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JuminV Week - Day 5 | Travel

This is just insides jokes of Jumin’ april fool ver hhah No V may have the yellow and blue top but the chain and all is just additional accessories which idk where or how they got it hahahah //sorry if its confusing aaaa

This theme I have no real plot at all lol wtf I can’t even tell what I am trying to draw here, but I hope this heals you guys from my previous submission hahahahah

V ask Jumin to accompany him to take some new photograph for the next Party and since MC wants to let them have a nice boys night out so she didn’t come along, www. But V keeps updating her stuff regarding what happen to her hunny bunny (this is canon ok) lol. Actually I just want to draw April Fool’s ver. of Jumin while V wearing Jumin’s.

Yeah based on the MC this is Jumin’s route obviously because if its in 707 route we dont have V anymore

LOOKING FORWARD TO DAY 6 AND I AM SO LATE WTF

How I imagine SNK behind the scenes
  • Eren: haha can we do it again? *take89*
  • Mikasa: *on her phone watching cat compliations*
  • Armin: be careful with my hair as always..
  • Annie: *messes his hair up* hey
  • Sasha: *eating in the snack room*
  • Connie: *also eating in the snack room*
  • Jean: *gets real close to the camera* hey sweet pea
  • Marco: Jean no.
  • Historia: why do I have to be queen?
  • Ymir: Whu do I have to be in love with her?
  • Historia: *whispers* she likes it tho
  • Bertl: *reads script* are you all sure I can do this????
  • Reiner: was that good?? Yeah? Yeah? Okay one more shot, this time at my left
  • Bertl: Dude this is the tenth time you did it perfect
  • Eld: *talking to Gunther* hehe fuck marry kill. Hange Mikasa and Petra
  • Gunther: fuck Hange
  • Eld: Levi will kill you
  • Gunther: Marry Petra
  • Eld: Auro will die
  • Gunther: kill Mikasa
  • Eld: You'd be killed first
  • Petra: You guys are digusting.
  • Auro: Even me?
  • Petra: Not you darling
  • Erwin: *sings in his room* I have no regretssssssssssss *dances like a queen while brushing his eyebrows*
  • Hange: *in her room reading her script* and everyone says I'm crazy.
  • Levi: I'm not crazy
  • Hange: yeah you are
  • Levi: really. How?
  • Hange: dude even real life you have this Ackerman powers thing.
  • Levi: *whispers* she likes it tho
  • Mike: *is sleeping*
  • Nanaba: Mike get up
  • Mike: noooo
  • Hange: they're married. Leave them
  • Pixis: *is drunk* what did you expect?
  • Nile: why am I even here?
Alright here we go...

To the people who are saying that 13 Reasons Why is “romanticizing suicide” or that it “portrays suicide as a way of finding peace”…..

Um. Absolutely not? Did we watch the same show?

The E N T I R E show is about the grief, anger, confusion, blame, and suffering that suicide can leave behind. Just because Hannah left tapes saying why she did it, doesn’t mean it gave anybody a sense of peace. The ending was 0.0% peaceful. The show is brutal and honest. This shit HAPPENED at my high school. It’s STILL happening in high school AND COLLEGE. These are very real and everyday struggles people go through, and that’s why it’s so critical to watch.

It is ABSOLUTELY important to talk about suicide because it is an extremely SERIOUS and REAL thing. Just because we are bringing it to light on a Netflix show doesn’t mean that it’s going to become “mainstream” or that the weight of the word “suicide” will become ANY less. No. Bringing this to light means that we can have one more way to help others understand why kids in high school (or even later in life) can feel this way. It means that if someone is considering taking their own life that maybe they will feel less ashamed or embarrassed seeking help and being open and honest about how they’re feeling. That maybe it is worth giving that one extra try. People saying Hannah got a sense of peace after making the tapes…absolutely fucking not? It was just her equivalent of a suicide note, she didn’t want to die. There was no true “moment of peace” when she died. So there was no glorifying the suicide process or making it seem peaceful. And if you watched (I’m not going to ruin it for anyone) you would see that doing what she did didn’t have any sort of positive or settling affect on any of those kids. It tore them up. There are no happy endings to a story like this.

Guys, talking about how you’re feeling IS OKAY. DO NOT BE EMBARRASSED TO SAY HOW YOU FEEL. YOU’RE FEELINGS MATTER. YOU MATTER. DON’T SUPPRESS SUICIDAL THOUGHTS. SEEK HELP FROM FRIENDS, FAMILY, AND/OR PROFESSIONALS!

I’m incredibly proud of 13 Reasons Why and I’m even more proud of my friends who were in the show telling this vital story. YES it is extremely triggering because this stuff is real, so please be mindful of that. I’ve had a couple friends and family who had to take a break, but I think it’s so important for everyone to watch at some point in their lives as soon as they’re ready to. ♥️

anonymous asked:

Could I request an imagine where the RFA+V+Saeran are jealous of MC. Like they see someone flirting with her or see her treating someone with care and they just get really jealous?

okay this got way too long so i’m gonna put the rest under a cut after yoosung’s LOL i wrote freaking novels oh my god

Yoosung:

  • he actually gets jealous really easily
  • never forget yandere yoosung
  • you visited him on campus once and a lot of his classmates got lowkey crushes on you
  • some had highkey crushes and worked up the courage to go talk to you they moved in packs cause they were nervous
  • “hey there, are you an incoming transfer student? ;)”
  • “ah, no… i’m looking for kim yoosung?”
  • their eyes went wide before they burst into smiles
  • “oooooh, so this is our yoosung’s infamous girlfriend? we almost couldn’t believe it. i swear, he never stops talking about you”
  • in the distance, you swear you heard feet stomping before yoosung practically threw himself between you and his classmates
  • noooo!!! she’s mine, my girlfriend!!”
  • you and them are all laughing as he shoos them away before leading you towards the entrance
  • then he starts apologizing a billion times 
  • “i’m sorry, did they make you uncomfortable? they’re good guys, though. really!” 
  • “no, they seemed friendly… do you really talk about me that much at school?”
  • he goes red in the face and starts stammering like a madman
  • “n-no, i mean… yes, but it’s all… i like talking about you! but if you don’t like it, i’ll stop!!”
  • you laugh and say it’s fine, you think it’s cute, and he starts blushing even more
  • turns out it’s lunch break so he offers to show you around the school
  • although he holds your hand the entire time and doesn’t let go
  • if an oblivious male student tries to make conversation, you can literally feel him bristling like a little porcupine next to him
  • you think it’s cute though, lowkey

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honestly snape’s poverty is part of the reason why i don’t really believe the idea that snape thinks he’s entitled to lily. lily is a well-to-do girl from the “right” side of town, middle-class and prosperous. her family is a “good” family - and snape is as aware of this as petunia is, though for wildly different reasons. 

i would argue that snape KNOWS lily’s “too good” for him (or, in reality, just from a different background). that snape uses his knowledge of magic to befriend her because it’s the only thing he really has to offer for someone with lily’s life - and when they go to hogwarts, he doesn’t have that any more, so why would she stay his friend? 

idk a lot of snape’s interactions with lily read a little desperate to me, not entitled. he doesn’t want her to abandon him because, i think, he’s so very aware that she can - and that a lot of people think she should. and that gets driven home during their fifth year (when she tells him as much) but i’m not sure that it was always a blood issue or even an issue of death eaters vs the order - class differences can be hugely difficult barriers to friendships and romance and are usually actively discouraged by parents and friends alike. there’s a REASON petunia doesn’t want to hang out with snape and it’s not because he calls her a muggle - she doesn’t want to BEFORE that. she knows he’s from the “wrong” side of town, she knows he’s poor, and she’s either learned or seen that she, being from middle-class background, shouldn’t be hanging out with him. that lily decides to do so is almost entirely because of what snape can offer her and lily’s own kindness. 

so i don’t think snape feels “entitled” to lily. i think snape, more than anyone, is aware how easily lily can leave him. i’ve said this before, but i very much read teenage!snape as always waiting for the other shoe to drop with lily - and that’s why he clings that much harder. healthy? well no. lily is (as far as we know) snape’s only real friend however - i’d be pretty desperate and unhealthy too if i thought that the slightest thing would break that. 

also that’s probably why it galls even more to think lily would go out with james - not only is this guy snape’s bully and tormentor, but he’s also the guy with everything snape doesn’t have, the kind of guy lily “should” be hanging out with. when snape hears that it’s probably like a warning bell: if she has sjames, how long until she drops you? not even just because james would probably try to stop her from hanging out with snape - but james would also give her the kinds of things snape just never really can (in terms of material goods, traveling, etc not necessarily emotional needs). 

idk. it’s really really rough for me to see snape as “entitled” to lily when there’s so obviously a kind of power differential between them - and lily’s the one holding the cards, not snape. lily’s always the one who can leave and i think snape is more aware of that than anyone.

A Letter to Nintendo (I Met My Love on Mario Kart)

Dear Nintendo,



If you didn’t exist I would not have met the love of my life. You’re probably thinking, “So you bumped into someone and realised you both liked Nintendo, who doesn’t? Cool story…” Not even close. 

The year was 2008, a year I’m sure many hold dear in their hearts. The year Mario Kart Wii was released. I don’t know about yours, but my days were filled with holding that wheel (of the plastic kind). MKWii was basically the air I breathed, I still remember my very first online race as crisp as a freshly cut lawn (Grumble Volcano before people realised that glitch existed). After playing the other Mario Kart games over the years against item-lucky computers (and the rare actual person), this blew my mind. However this is barely relevant to the story. The point is, people. There were people out there, just like you and me, casually sitting on the couch with a wheel imprint (perhaps 3.5% of the racing population) left in our hands and soul. Many hours (days, weeks, months), races (thousands, easily), blood sweat and tears went into this game and we all got something out of it I’m sure; fun, frustration, and friends.

Living in that piece of country people may often forget even exists (if it weren’t for the fact we use kangaroos as transport, especially after we realised emus don’t fly nor reverse), the option to play continental was such a blessing as we would often bump into the same people and you’d have that unspoken connection. No words, no contact, you just recognised each other by your Mii and/or name (for those who didn’t change it from John to W4FFLEZ, to SwagMeister89 every day). There was this one player that just stuck out to me, perhaps it was her luscious brown pixilated hair. Or it could have been because we seemed to be completely evenly matched, the only thing that separated us were those items. She’d win one race, I’d win the next. We had formed some unspoken bond, completely without contact, as we wouldn’t hit each other with items but were happy to do so to others. Side by side we’d race until some item-happy player would come along and separate us. So I’d stop at the finish line for her, even if that meant getting last place, just to let her know I saw what happened and she doesn’t deserve to come last because of some item spammer (you know, usually the 3 red shells one at a time). This became a trend and went both ways, I’d see her waiting there at the finish line for me. Then we’d both stop, together, and neither of us would cross. We just sat there at the line, revving our engines, moving backwards and forwards, wanting the other to cross. I still remember so clearly at 1am in the morning we ended up in a race together with just one other person, so the 3 of us. The race started but, simultaneously, we turned around and went backwards, did loops around each other, did the stop start (like when cloud man picks you up and you need a boost) into each other’s vehicles, grabbed items just to hit each other with, not having a single care about the race itself. This lasted for a good while, many laughs were had, and it seemed a true bond was formed - without a single word to each other. At this point, Mario Kart Wii didn’t have the option to add a friend just by clicking on them, or contacting them for that matter. You had to actually converse with them to get their friend code to then become friends, so all this time we were ‘scouring the country side’ to find each other (or more so because Australia is about as big as a 250kb USB, it was easy to bump into each other). Race after race, hour after hour, day after day, week after week we would race.


I didn’t know who this girl was (or even if she was a girl on the other side, let’s be honest) but we were Mario Kart soul mates. It wasn’t just Mario Kart that I loved, it was racing her, through our unspoken bond and silly rituals, that was fun in the purest form. It sounds like a Mario Kart love story… Until that dreaded time came where eventually we went our separate ways. It was time to say that unspoken goodbye, time to let go of that unspoken bond, time to move on. That was it…



So that’s the story, I met the pixilated love of my life and we raced until we could race no more.



…Ah but that’s only the beginning.

 6 years later Mario Kart 8 was released and I wiped the dust off the wheel, reflecting on the past. That wheel was my partner in crime, Epona to Link. It had scratches, bits missing out of it, even bite marks (ahem, sometimes races don’t exactly go your ways…). Those were the times! I jumped online only to find I had people from France, UK and Italy roam my races. Where were my fellow Australians? I played a few races and that was it, holding too strongly onto the past. Down went my trusty wheel and off went the game.

Until one afternoon my brother was bored (or procrastinating) and wanted to know what Mario Kart 8 was like, as we didn’t spend that much time together it was a prime opportunity to chill. So I popped it on, jumped online and went through the motions. A few races with people so far away, whilst fun, I got bored too fast. Almost switching the console off, something stopped me. Those brown eyes, luscious brown hair, big smile, black outfit. Could it be? It was. It was her. In a packed race filled with people from France, UK and Italy there were two Australians. Myself and the girl I raced almost 7 years ago. The girl who stopped at the line for me, the girl who didn’t hit me with items, the girl who who was my racing equal, the girl who I never spoke a word with but shared an unspoken bond. She had the same Mii, same name, there was no doubt it was her. Unlike me I had a different Mii (puberty does things to you) and a different name (I felt now that I was 23 I could level up from nickname to actual name). I knew who she was but she would never know who I am! I was on the tracks riding next to her, beeping at her, bumping into her, all the while knowing she would just think I’m some weirdo who doesn’t know how to handle a bike. It was all so ironic, as well as the fact unlike MK Wii we both didn’t race as our Miis but as Mario and Peach (the helmets covered up our luscious brown hair, y’see). Mario chasing his princess whilst the princess was basically in another castle/didn’t know who he was. I wanted to reach out and tell her who I was; I was that guy she raced almost 7 years ago, that guy who stopped at the line for her, protected her from items, the guy who she stayed up with into the early hours of the morning, that guy she never spoke a single word to. I savoured every race not knowing if I’d ever be able to see her again. I raced by her side race after race, even though I was hit with her items (“And if you hurt me, that’s okay baby” - Ed Sheeran, ‘Photograph’), I even stopped at the line for her. Did she know who I was? Probably not. Next race she was gone. 



And that is how I met the love of my life on Mario Kart, twice. Does that count as a real love story? We basically raced into the sunset to live happily ever after, right?



So there may be more to it. Being in a state of excitement, nostalgia, and who knows what, I was a man on a mission. When I’m a man on a mission I usually forget the simple things, like clicking on her Mii to add her as a friend. I didn’t even know such a thing existed. So I literally was a man on a mission. My first resort, google. Obviously no luck. Miiverse! Excitedly I reached ‘Search Users’ and typed in her name, only to realise that it was one of the most common names to exist. After about an hour of searching my hope was wearing thin, my face resembled a Mii who came in at least 10th, head down, lost, reflecting, pondering. Hang on, she had stars in her name! Apparently everyone with the name Lisa has stars in them. No luck. Utterly defeated, I held the power button down for two seconds and just before the third I realised something. Something didn’t look right… That’s right, she had spaces between the stars! I’ve never been more determined to hit that space bar. There she was. I had found her.

“Hey Lisa! I’m not sure if you’d remember me but I used to race as Ed back in the MKWii days! Was good to see you, can see you haven’t lost your touch!” Not even sure if she’d see the message or even reply, it was all in the hands of fate now. Fate it certainly was. She remembered me. We conversed through Miiverse, learning little basic bits about each other. The most important being that The Legend of Zelda was our favourite gaming series (and basically favourite thing to exist). To the point I have a Zelda tattoo and her dog’s name is Link. Destiny? From there, she asked for my email address so she could send me a photo of Link (let’s just say I am very thankful for Miiverse’s lack of characters/ability to send photos). 


One message turned into many, across days, weeks and months. A one sentence message grew into paragraphs, pages, novels, photos and videos. One single message evolved into over 25 000 words combined. Who knew what one message could lead to. I had found someone who I connected with on every level, whom I shared endless things in common with, big to small (to the point of both of us being left-handed and our birthdays being 2 days apart). However she lived a whole state away. This was nothing but a mere friendship over the internet.



I came across the amazing fan book “Legend of the Hero” by Kari Fry and bought one, along with a few other Zelda bits and pieces. A thought crossed my mind, perhaps I could send this to her? I mean it’s just as easy for her to go buy it herself, but it would be nice, right? So she ended up giving me her address and I excitedly made her a Zelda package. 


Off it went, along with my number on the back of the package (as required by the, ultimate wingman, post office). I soon received a very excited text message and from there we conversed through text - although we couldn’t let go of our novel emails straight away, as our recent messages were “Hey, just letting you know the Postman has left something in your inbox (Da na na naaaa)!” Soon after she sent me my very own Zelda package, which was easily the best package I have ever received in my life.








From there I knew I wanted to meet her. I wanted to drop everything, catch a plane, and meet this girl who I shared this abnormally special connection with. Meet this girl who I had raced for many hours, days, weeks and months on Mario Kart(s) (“Oh I lost you once but I found you twice, and my search is over” - ‘Deeper Love’, Mike Mago). Meet this girl who I waited for; not only at the line but, unknowingly, for many years. Meet this girl who I had spent hours upon hours writing to, words upon words, photos upon photos. Meet this girl who seemed to be a destined part of my life. That I did. 



One single flight and a solid friendship turned into thirteen flights (within a month) and a beautiful relationship, with the final flight being a permanent one. I’ve now moved states, transferred jobs, and am living with my best friend, my soulmate, my love. Best decision I’ve ever made was to catch that flight. No, the best decision I’ve ever made was to play Mario Kart. 











Who knew that Mario Kart could forever change your life?



Thank you, Nintendo.



- Elijah 



P.S. We are now very happily engaged - Zelda rings* for the both of us!


*Austin Moore from Earth Art Gem and Jewelry (https://www.etsy.com/shop/mooredesign13) made both our rings, with Lisa’s being a custom made design. Absolutely recommend!


P.P.S. Here is a link to the video (also included within post) of me proposing to my now fiancee (with Mario Kart included - as well as a Zelda cake): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukkw6XI4jTo 

Thank you, Nintendo.

Why doesnt SOMEONE do something aobut ALL THESE FUCKING BOTS ON social MEDIA ???????????????
  • Co-Worker: *internally* The new guy is so cool. Well, I guess he's not the new guy anymore because he has been working here for months now, but he's still great. I look up to him so much. He's funny, and outgoing. He even gave me a cute nickname. He never recognizes my affection for him, but I think today is the day. Today is the day he'll realize how cool and cute I am.
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  • New Guy: *checks twitter* ...This is a bot.
  • Co-Worker: Huh?
  • New Guy: It's not the real Britney Spears, this is very obviously a bot.
  • Co-Worker: No, it's totally her. How can you even tell?
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  • New Guy: *working halfheartedly*
  • Co-Worker: *stumbles into new guy's cubicle* Greeting.
  • New Guy: Hey, braids.
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  • New Guy: Uh... yeah. *leads co-worker out of his cubicle* I'm kinda completely busy at the moment. So I'll talk to you later braids. You should probably get back to work too.
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Prank Wars

Request Fic:  Bucky Barnes X Reader, Natasha Romanoff

Request Fic for @marvelandwinchesters927 care of @this-kitty-has-claws
Based off this video on YouTube.

Hope it’s everything you wanted, doll!

Summary: Bucky’s prank goes horribly wrong when he sets up his girlfriend.

Word Count: 2025

Warnings: Swearing


It was a fairly common occurrence around the tower. Bucky, skulking as only an assassin could, setting up another prank, usually aimed at Steve or Sam. Not Bruce, not anymore. Not after he’d Hulked out and nearly tore the tower down. Wanda could read him too well, and Vision was too self-aware. Tony had a tendency to retaliate in ways Bucky no longer wanted to think about. Sometimes Nat would catch one - though, after she’d threatened to shave his head in his sleep Bucky had toned it down with her. More often than not his pranks were aimed at you.

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anonymous asked:

my friend and I both hadn't had our first kiss but she just got together with the girl she likes and now I feel really behind. Everyone in my year has had their first kiss. E v e r y o n e. I feel so awkward now because they're all asking people to the dance I don't even know how to talk to guys??

Bruh, the fact that the social standards for when a first kiss should happen is just fucked imo. Don’t pressure yourself into trying to talk to guys, and honestly I treat them the same as any other person.

There’s now real way to talk to anyone. Just treat them like a person, and it’ll get you somewhere. Ofc you’re not going to talk to guys about periods and bra issues (if that’s a thing for you, cuz honestly it is for me and I complain about those things to my female friends all the time) but like, talk about classes, projects, teachers, who’s doing what this weekend. Even the weather if it’s being whacky. If you’re into sports talk about that (those Stanley cup playoffs amiright?)

But guys are are people too. They’re not some ethereal race of beings that could transport us to different world. Pfff, if they are actually aliens, ask to leave earth because idk about you but I’ve wanted off for awhile now.

Anywhoodles, in all seriousness, and I’ll say this for like the third time: guys are people, treat them that way. You don’t have to flirt, you don’t have to seduce them, because tbh, you don’t want a guy who’s just after sex. If you’re really looking for a relationship, look for the guy who can be your best friend and more, that’s what I look for in any potential partner.

Hope this helps anon ✌

fake it ‘til you make it

*request —> Anonymous said: could you write a fic where you’re fake dating jaehyun to get your parents off your back about “having a boyfriend” and then you fall for him in the process and then you admit it in your parents house or something???

Originally posted by tee-yong

author’s note: 1,344 words. who would fake date jung jaehyun not me definitely not me Σ(‘◉⌓◉’)

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Update: Sherlolly: A Male Newbie’s Perspective.

So…the long awaited Sherlolly: A Male Newbie’s Perspective, is on it’s way. Promise!! I had no idea my son and his friend’s comments would be received with so much interest. Live and learn, right? Truth be told, their response to His Last Vow wasn’t nearly as interesting as their previous thoughts. In my humble opinion. They watched with rapt attention, and offered - quite vocally - their thoughts on the overall episode, which was far more serious than TEH and TSoT. I’ll finish it up over the weekend.

In the meantime, for those who asked, and because it’s still fresh in my mind – here’s a few conversations that took place amongst my daughter and sister, after The Final Problem. Parts of the conversations are slightly paraphrased, although I did have a chat record with @swjmart about those conversations immediately afterward, while they were fresh in my memory.

I feel a bit silly posting this, but given all the crap Sherlollians have put up with over the years, I wanna add to this ship and see it turn into an Arc. Just sayin’.

I’ll start with my sister, who is the quintessential casual viewer. She didn’t start watching Sherlock until this past autumn, when she binged on Netflix. Lucky girl – she did not put herself through an agonizing three year hiatus. Whether she realizes it or not – she digs Sherlolly! Yay!


It all started with a late morning phone call….


Sister (which will be referred to by ’S’): So, did you watch Sherlock?

Me: Surely you jest.

S: Just thought I’d ask. Did you like it?

Me: Of course. You?

S – Oh gosh yes! T (her hubby), sat on the edge of his seat the whole time, even covered his face in a few places.

Me: God, he’s such a pussy.

S: What?

Me: Never-mind. So, what’d ya think.

S: It was excellent – I loved the whole season, but wish there was more than three episodes.

Me: Welcome to fandom.

S: Pardon?

Me: Nothing. Continue.

S: Can you even imagine having a sister that brilliant and insane? That was so heartbreaking. Really, T almost cried.

Me:  I know, completely mind-blowing, although there were clues in previous episodes that some shit went down. (silently begging her to get to the good part about Molly and Sherlock saying I love you, but not wanting to be overly obvious.)

S: I wish you’d stop swearing. (sister does not swear ~le sigh~)

Me: Do you know that recent studies showed people who swear —

S: Whatever, P. Those clues never indicated a child was murdered.

Me: I know, but even though it was ‘technically’ murder, I don’t think that was the intention of five year old Eurus. She wanted her brother to play.

Me: Hmmm. Weren’t you even a bit disappointed that nothing was said or shown about Victor Trevor’s family, or any investigation? (I’m not being serious, of course, just baiting for opinion)

S: No, it’s not that kind of show. It’s not CSI Sherlock.

(now I get to go in for what I really want to know!)

Me: But there were so many things left unresolved!

S: Like what?

Me: What do you mean 'like what?’ I thought you said you watched.

S: T and I thought the season finale was great – there was nothing left unresolved. I don’t know if they’re going to make another season, because all the actors are so in demand, but if not – I don’t know how it could have ended more perfectly. The only thing I’m really sad about is Mary dying. She was such an interesting character and I liked her a lot.

Me: You didn’t get put off that she shot Sherlock? At one point I found it very hard to believe how easily she was forgiven.

S: Of course shooting the protagonist was dramatic, but he didn’t mind, why should you?

Me: What?

S: You do know these are fictional characters, right?

Me: Don’t be ridiculous.

S: These characters are very dark and most of the time suicidal. Sherlock was on drugs probably all of season three and most of season 4, so of course he didn’t have a problem forgiving Mary. He probably admired her for it. They’re fun to watch, but you can’t think of them as normal – they’re not. Except for Molly. She is the only relatable character. I think she’s T’s favorite part of the show. It’s just too bad they didn’t give her more.

Me: Agree. But…but what about the Molly / Sherlock phone call dealio? I mean, what happened there? The only thing we got after that was a 2 second montage of Molly walking into Baker St.

S: So?

Me: So?! What happened? One minute she’s crying, Sherlock’s smashing a coffin and then she’s all smiles. WTF?

S: They’re not going to show that. I thought you preferred British television over American? British television is always more subtle.

Me: I know, but still – they could have given something more than a stupid montage.

S: They got married. That wasn’t hard to figure out.

Me: What? LOL!

S: Molly has always loved him, anyone who watched the show could see that. Sherlock is probably the most emotionally constipated fictional character ever written - Spock doesn’t count because he’s Vulcan - and he finally realized he loves her too. Probably always has. They’ve been building this up from the beginning. Didn’t you ever pay attention to all the stuff he pulled? Sabotaging her date before he knew that guy was his enemy? He told her to give up on relationships. It’s not like he was joking, although it was funny. He’s literal about that stuff. He didn’t want her to date because he couldn’t cope, it was about him, not her. T really loved that part – wished he would have thought about it when he was trying to date me. Then there’s Sherlock’s temper tantrums, and getting her to do things he could do himself. It’s typical stuff men do when they’re jealous or stupid. They think they’re being smart, like no one can see through all their crap.

Me: Looking at it that way, he probably broke up her engagement, too.

S: Oh, you know he did. T called it right away. What episode was that, where he told her how important she was and basically had eye sex with her. If it had been any other woman they probably would have burst out laughing. What a guy move.

Me: Ummm, the one where he came back, that one? And, btw, I wouldn’t have laughed if Benedict Cumberbatch was staring into my eyes.

(okay, this is literally the most surreal convo I’ve ever had with my sister. I had. no. idea. she even thought about stuff like this.)

S: Well, he’s not Benedict Cumberbatch, he’s Sherlock, lol! Not real life, remember? And, yes, that’s the episode. After that scene T said, 'her engagement just ended.’ Thought it was a smooth move. I’m telling you, this is typical guy stuff.

Me: He probably caused her to doubt herself.

S: It doesn’t matter, it wouldn’t have lasted anyway. It was over when Sherlock came back.

Me: So, why do you think they got married?

S: How old is Sherlock and these guys? Mid to late 30’s? What do you think he’s going to do? Start dating? He’s not going to do that. He can barely cope with what he does feel and Molly is patient and independent enough to be his partner and she’s not needy. Which is good because he is.

Me: So you didn’t see her as weak with unrequited love?

S: Where would you get that idea? Who cares if she’s loved him the whole time. It’s not like she sat around waiting for him to do something about it. She has life and must have felt he cared too, otherwise she wouldn’t have stuck around. She’s not one of our girlfriends who has no self-will or independent thought, and lives in a constant state of angst because her boyfriend or husband is horrible and we have to constantly tell her to leave. It’s not real life. Besides, Molly is sane and helps him connect to people and the world, like John does. Speaking of which, wasn’t it the episode before this one where John gave Sherlock that big speech about how a relationship would make him complete?

Me: Yep, he did. But, he was talking about Irene Adler.

S: Oh, she doesn’t matter.

Me: No?

S: He doesn’t love her. She’s every guy’s fantasy, it’s not real. T still believes Drew Barrymore will adore him if they ever met. Keep dreaming, big guy. Anyway, the writer’s set up some big dramatic relationship thing with John’s speech. So, you knew something was going to happen between Sherlock and Molly.

Me: It’s called foreshadowing.

S: Sherlock is completely ignorant about how to do relationships and love. He trusts Molly with his feelings and heart – she kept his secret for two years about being dead - and now that he knows how much he loves her, why would he let her go? He wouldn’t do that. The only way to keep her around is to marry her. At least that’s what I think. Or, maybe they live together forever…although if I were Molly he’d have to come to my place because it’s so much nicer and she can make him leave when he’s annoying or too clingy. Besides, his place is too dangerous and it’s more like an office than a home.

Me: I just read an interview this morning from Steven Moffat, the show’s creator and writer, who said that Molly was wounded by what happened, but Sherlock was devastated. He went on to say Sherlock apologized, Molly called him a 'bastard’ and they got over it. Then he added that Molly probably had a drink and shagged someone. What the hell, right?

S: That doesn’t sound like the character I saw, but then you probably shouldn’t take stuff like this so literally. I’m sure Sherlock apologized and you could see he was devastated. She almost died – I mean, I was holding my breath and wondering if they were going to kill her. Honestly, that was the most heart-pounding part of the whole episode. Of course he was devastated, but Molly was really hurt. She thought he was making fun of her and they both thought that whatever they did have together was over at the end of that scene. Maybe what the writer is saying is that they had sex together? That would make more sense after something this horrific. Wouldn’t you? I know it’s not real life, but if you were Sherlock and realized you loved someone and that person almost died, those emotions are powerful, overwhelming and mess with your mind. They probably had sex first and then he told her what happened. You know, like couples have sex after they argue.

Me: I didn’t realize you were such a romantic.

S: The whole show is a romance, with some mysteries thrown in. It’s not Hollywood, it’s very subtle. I thought you minored in English composition and literature? You should know this stuff.

Me: I do, but just thought I’d get your take. Hey, let me ask you one more thing…there’s this idea that John moved back into Baker St.

S: Why would he do that?

Me: Probably because he did that in the books, only it was very different because they (S / J) were much older and Mary had already been dead for a long time. Of course John didn’t have a kid in the books, at least not that anyone knew of. Although, I think there’s some pastiches that suggest, or give him, a child.

S: I can’t think why that character would do something so dumb and irresponsible. He’s smarter than that. Baker St isn’t safe for a baby and why would he or Sherlock want a baby around all the time?  It’s Sherlock’s office with a bedroom. His kitchen is contaminated and he keeps body parts around. They meet clients and really dangerous people come there. Plus, John has his own house. If he did anything, maybe he should experience what single mother’s go through and have to take care of his child after working all day and saying 'no’ to things because he has to put his child first. I understand people helping out right after Mary died. Mom had all kinds of help after our dad died, remember? But, this isn’t RL and he and Sherlock have their 'the game is on’ thing, so the baby is going to be sent to be with others.

*** Pretty much the end of of our convo, unless someone wants to hear about how we planned an outing at Sephora and met for lunch…. Probably not, right?


Phone call from daughter, who is known as 'K’ – another casual viewer.


K: So, did you watch?

Me: Of course. Watching it again, to be honest. What did you think? Just give me the Molly / Sherlock low down.

K: Wow, he really lost his shit, didn’t he?

Me: Yup.

K: I honestly thought they were going to kill Molly.

Me: I was a bit worried too. So, what do you think ended up happening between them? We were only given a few seconds.

K: They got married or living together.

Me: Have you been talking with your aunt?

K: No, why?

Me: Because she said the same thing.

K: It’s the only thing that makes sense.

Me: Why do people keep saying that?

K: What else is Sherlock gonna to do? He could barely do stuff without her before he knew he loved her, and now that he knows, it’s not like he’d let her disappear.

Me: Wow, I guess something’s just aren’t that obvious to me. (just kidding, of course)

K: Yeah, well, you don’t watch much television, so maybe you don’t notice stuff.

Me: You don’t think they’d date for a while, that sort of thing?

K: Why? Like Mike (her boyfriend) said – Sherlock just got played by two women.

Me: I don’t understand.

K: The evil sister set up the test for Sherlock to get Molly to say I Love You, right?

Me: Yeah.

K: But, that’s not what it was about. Molly wouldn’t say it until he said it first, because she thought he was playing a game and making fun of her. But, his sister had been watching Molly and maybe watching Sherlock too and knew Molly loved him but would never say 'I love you’ unless Sherlock said it first. But, Sherlock is thinking he just has to get Molly to say it, when the real game was about getting him to say it. But, he’s not going to say it, he won’t even consider it, because he’s an emotional dwarf. So, the only way to get him to say it was knowing Molly wouldn’t, thereby applying the appropriate pressure needed for him to grow the fuck up and get some balls. Well, that’s what Mike said, but I agree. Molly didn’t know she was being played, but his theory still works.

Me: So, his sister played Dolly Levi.

K: No, she’s just bat-shit, fucking crazy and didn’t care. She wanted the thrill of the ride. She doesn’t understand emotional attachment

Me: But, why married?

K: Maybe not married, but they’re definitely living together in a committed relationship for life. Sherlock isn’t capable of anything less. I mean, he could be, he is smart, but I doubt it. God, mom, he railroads her all the time. He would literally implode if she went off and found someone else. I mean, think about the few genius people you know. They have no idea how to do shit and need normal people to help them.

Me: I don’t think he’s that bad off.

K: Maybe not, but he was shooting up all last season because he couldn’t cope with the changes with his friends. John got married, Molly was engaged. He was able to be part of John’s life, but not Molly’s. And he spent most of this season high as a kite. He almost overdosed on the jet when they shipped him off for killing that guy.

Me: Part of that was because Mary asked him to save John.

K: Yeah, but not the jet part. He doesn’t cope with loss and there were other ways to help John. He was dying, mom – headed toward renal failure. Maybe now that he has those memories about his sister, he’ll be able to do better and won’t have the need to self-anesthesize. Plus, he finally understands he loves Molly, like really loves her and being with her helps him stay grounded – she keeps him centered. It takes a village to raise Sherlock.

Me: True dat. So the coffin part was pretty intense.

K: It was. But, he was scared, emotionally vulnerable and couldn’t manage what he was feeling. He had to vent and the coffin was handy. I also think he realized how much he’s hurt Molly. Not just the phone call, but all the other stuff he’s done. She couldn’t trust him and almost died because of it. He got to see what he caused, the consequences of his bullshit. He didn’t know that. He never connected the emotional dots about why she couldn’t say 'I love you’. So, yes, I think he married her and probably will never, ever do another thing to cause her any doubt. His life is too dangerous to put his bullshit on her, leaving her not knowing when he’s being a douche and doing his fakey mcfakerson shit, or being serious. And, why wouldn’t Molly want marriage or a committed life with him? She’s been on the ride since the beginning and it’s better for both of them to be on the same page. They’re both kinda lost without the other.

Me: Right on. So, the I love you was real?

K: Later, mom.

*click*


So, there ya have it. Two perspectives from non-fandom people. I love Sherlollians, even the ones who don’t know they’re one. : )

Negan imagines - The Blame Part 13

Originally posted by lets-letmeimagine-posts

AN: I know it’s been a while but here I am and here are the final couple chapters to ‘The Blame’ This isn’t great as I couldn’t do much with the episode but yeah. 

Catch up here: (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part 3)(Part 4)(Part 5)(Part 6)(Part 7)(Part 8)(Part 9)(Part 10)(Part 11)(Part 12)

Overall Summary: You’re the one who accidentally led the Saviours to the group cause Negan has an interest in you. Rick’s daughter.

In this chapter: Sasha and Rosita make their way to kill Negan, only to find you. 

Pairing: Negan x reader, Father!Rick x Daughter!Reader

Word count: 1,538

Warnings: Some strong language,

You tucked on the flannel shirt over your tight black dress. You knew Negan hated you covering yourself up but you just couldn’t stand being stared at like a piece of meat all morning. 

You walked outside to where they kept the trucks to find Negan. 

He was stood with a few of his men, discussing business before they dispersed to their trucks. 

“Where you sending them?” You asked Negan as you approached him. 

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Case of Crazies

Summary: Your day job takes you on an unexpected trip where you end up meeting Sam and Dean Winchester. This is my entry for @seenashwrite archer/spn challenge, prompt is bolded. 

Characters: Sam x Reader, Dean x Reader

Warnings: mentions of sex, language, vampires, blood, hunting, sassy!reader, un-beta’d

Originally posted by mockingbbird


A knock at your door at gone midnight was not what you had originally planned for your Friday night off, especially after the day you’d had.

Who had thought being a private investigator could take such a crazy ass turn? 

Looking into one of your old friend from college’s Grandma’s death turned out to lead you to a bar full of crazies. Crazies who just happened to have angry killer eyes and fangs. Like a full on Twilight movie, but with way more realistic props and makeup. Honestly, it had freaked the hell out of you. You set up and left as soon as you could, feeling their eyes on you as you made your abrupt exit.

Opening the door cautiously, you let out a relieved breath as you saw two men standing there dressed in suits, the pair of them showing you their FBI badges as they introduced themselves as Agents Smith and Banner.

God, they were gorgeous.

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catfish 01/ park jimin

note: a little surprise I decided to make a new (short) series because I hit 600 followers and I wanted to thank you all for that, so tysm for supporting my work it means a lot to me 💕💕💕, this was actually one of my upcoming imagines and I changed it up a bit so the summary is a little different. 

anyway enjoy the story ! 



Originally posted by sosjimin

summary: You have been talking to someone named Ji-sung for the past couple of months. Or so you thought.

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Happy Birthday, Stark.

Requested: No, but it’s his birthday sooo.

Summary: Tony throws himself a party but you turn out to be the greatest gift of them all.

Pairing: Tony Stark x fem reader

Warnings: Lots o’ sex, and swearing.

Word count: 2,179

A/N: I know his birthday was the 29th but I have school and finials so its a bit late. Sorry. And I know Tony can be kind of a cocky mf at times but like I feel like he can also get nervous and break down a bit and be soft. Especially with his lady and that’s kinda what I wanted to portray sooo yeah. Also this is my first smut. If it sucks. I’m sorry. (Requests are open!) -Hannah xo

Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark


Everyone around the tower had the day off because Tony was throwing a fancy birthday party to celebrate himself. You loved the man, but it was a very Tony thing to do. What could you say. He just liked to throw parties. 

You walked out of your bathroom after your morning run to be greeted by both Nat and Wanda. The two women looked very excited as you slowly came out of the bathroom. 

“Is everything okay,” you looked at the both of them “you seem very…excited.” your eyes narrowed because you knew something was up. They knew something you didn’t. “Everything is fine, we just came to help you get ready for the party.” Nat smiled as she walked towards you and shuffled you over to your vanity as you plopped down on the little stool. 

Wanda followed over and pulled a garment bag behind her. “Wan, what’s that?” you point to the bag as you raise an eyebrow at her. “Well, Tony said he wanted you to wear this tonight. He got it made especially for you.” 

“What does he have planned…you know or you wouldn’t be this happy helping Tony.” you smirked at the women behind you in the mirror. “Y/N, I swear we know nothing other than to get you ready and to make sure you’re in that dress.” you narrowed your eyes between the women again. “Fine, but I still think you know.” Wanda laughs “Here, let Nat get started on your hair while I pull this out so you can see it.”

Natasha started drying your damp hair and Wanda pulled the dress out of the bag. It was a beautiful ruby red satin gown that was off the shoulders and had a slight sweetheart neckline. You couldn’t wait to put it on just after seeing it for the first time.

Before you knew it Natasha was done with your hair. It was in loose waves that cascaded over your shoulders. It wasn’t anything over the top or not enough. It paired with the dress perfectly. Once Nat finished up with some hairspray Wanda came over and started on your makeup.

You knew it was going well because every time Natasha would look over at you she would smile. Wanda knew how nervous you were really feeling. She knew you were running over all of the reasons he got you a dress and made the girls come help you get ready, but from what she could hear you didn’t think of the real reason he wanted this to be big.

Wanda leaned back to look at you before spraying your face so your makeup wouldn’t run. “All done, and just in time.” You looked at the clock and even thought it was still an hour and a half before the party you knew the two women still had to get ready.

 “Holy shit. Thank you guys so much.” you looked at yourself in the mirror and were very happy with the way everything came out.

 “Get your dress and jewelry on and we’ll be back to get you in about an hour and a half.” Wanda smiled as she walked out the door Nat following close behind. You picked up your phone and opened your texts and sent one to Tony. ‘Will I get to see my love before the big party tonight?’  You set your phone down and clicked on the TV in yours and Tony’s shared room.

Within a couple minutes you get a text back. ‘Are you in your dress yet?’ you rolled your eyes ‘yes, why?’ he sent back a simple ‘no.’

 ‘Well, I’ll see you later then. I love you too.’ you set your phone down pretty upset you hadn’t even seen him all day. You felt your phone buzz and the screen lit up ‘later.’ This made you panic slightly but regardless you had to get ready for the party.

 As you put the dress on it fit in all of the right places. The mermaid style was slimming but flared out towards the bottom and had a small but gorgeous train, the neck line showed off your boobs, and it overall made you feel amazing. Tony truly outdid himself.

 Within the hour both Wanda and Natasha both appeared back in your room and Wanda knew something was off. She looked at you and only saw panic and just a repeat of the texts from Tony. Of course she knew there was nothing to worry about. Tony was only stressed.

 “Well, I think we all look great so shall we head down.” Nat said with a large smile. You looked at the both of them with a little nod as you headed down the hallway to the large living space. As you walked in the usual place was completely transformed and you were in awe. Tony outdid himself once again.

 There was music playing but the balance of talk and music was perfect. As you were caught looking around at all the decorations you didn’t notice the several eyes that turned to gape at you as you walked into the room.

 You searched for Tony but only to feel a hand slide around your waist seconds after. “And you said that I don’t have a sense of fashion.” Tony spoke into your ear. You turned to face him with a smirk “When have I ever said that?”

 “Well, you don’t. I just assume it’s implied.” You laughed and immediately felt better after the blunt texts you received. You leaned in to place a short kiss on his lips, “Happy Birthday, Stark.” you smiled before receiving another kiss from him.   

 The two of you moved into the party talking amongst your coworkers and various guests. It was getting pretty late and people were just about as tipsy or drunk as they could be, but what surprised you was that Tony didn’t touch a drink all night.

 You sat at the bar to order your first when you hear Tony’s voice come from the microphone on a small stage area off to the side of the room. He usually made announcements at this point in the party so it wasn’t really anything that surprised you.

 “So, uh. Before I start I want to call my lovely lady over.” you were shocked to say the least. Tony loves to show you off but this was new. You soon found yourself standing next to him in front of the room filled with people.

 “This birthday has been a great one, I’m surrounded by people I enjoy, we’re all having a good time, or I hope we are, and my lady looks absolutely killer.” You felt a blush rise to your cheeks as the room was filled with applause. “But.” he pauses ‘there’s one thing that would top my day off.”

 You were looking around the crowd and didn’t realize Tony drop down onto one knee. “Y/N.” You looked over at him and stumbled back. “You have made my life so much brighter and there isn’t a second I don’t ever want that to end. So please, make it forever. Will you marry me?”

 Applause filled the room and at this point you’re in tears and you could only shake your head yes. He stood up and spun you around before placing a passionate kiss to your lips only to back away to slide the gorgeously large ring on your finger. The size shocked you but for Tony it was only the best for you.

 “Well, to end on a good note. We’re heading out but feel free to stay and enjoy whatever else you’d like.” Tony grabbed your hand and the two of you headed out down the hallway back to your room.

 Halfway down the hall Tony stops and picks you bridal style and carries you down the hall to your room. “Good god, I knew that dress was a good choice.”

 When you got into your shared room he tossed you on the bed and the fabric from the dress surrounded you.

 “Look at you, you don’t even mean to look this good, and here you are.” the dark look in his eyes wasn’t new but it was something that would always do certain things to you. You sat up on your elbows. “Well, what are you waiting for?” You smirked as he pulled you closer to the bottom of the bed and pulled you into an aggressive kiss. Your hands were roaming all over each other and before you knew it you had pulled off his suit jacket and his shirt leaving them in a small heap on the other side of the bedroom.

Pushing you back to the bed his hands slid down your back unzipping your dress as he did. His lips connected with your neck as you ran your hand through his hair with a soft moan. You definitely knew that there would be marks all over your neck in the morning but you didn’t mind. You were just happy to be his. He kissed down your neck and started sliding the dress down with it, throwing it across the room into the small heap with his suit on the floor. He stood up and looked at you.

“You know what?” he said slightly angry. You shook your head lightly no before he leaned into your ear “only naughty girls don’t wear anything under their clothes.” Your exhale was slow and shaky as he leaned down to your chest, pressing kisses all the way down to your nipple. His facial hair moved against your skin leaving goosebumps all across your body. You could feel his tongue tracing around it and sucking gently playing with the other using his opposite hand. Your hand tangled itself in his hair and within seconds he was hovering above you with your hands pressed above your head. “Those stay there, or you’re going to regret it.” You gasped softly, finally letting him take full control. Without hesitation he made his way down to where you wanted him most. His hands separated your thighs and you bit your lip as the cool air reaches your pussy. “Fuck, baby. I’ve barely laid a hand on you and you’re already soaked.” He groaned before trailing a finger up your slit. You leaned back into the pillows whimpering at the touch.  

“Tony…” you pleaded as he teased your pussy. “What?” he said slightly aggravated. “Please, skip the foreplay, and just fuck me. Please.” Tony clicked his tongue before leaning back over you “you’re lucky, if you didn’t look that fuckable all night I would still be teasing you.” You sat up on the edge of the bed undoing the buckle and button on his pants before he pulled them down. You could see the outline of his member in his boxers as he pulled off his pants. It was a sight that always found to excite you. “Staring is impolite haven’t you ever been taught manners.” He said with a infectious smirk. You blushed before he pressed you back down onto the mattress taking his boxers off without you even noticing. You felt the tip of his dick slide between your folds pressing up against where you wanted, no, needed him most.  “Holy fuck Tony just fu-” you were cut off by his cock slipping into you in a quick fast paced motion. You felt his every move as you moaned in pleasure. He reached his hand down and started rubbing your clit and you felt the small knot growing in your stomach as his movements became quicker and stronger.

 The grunts and groans coming from the both of you only increased as both your orgasams grew near. “Shit. Y/N. I’m gonna cum.” At this point you could only muster small whimpers and nods, but regardless, he could feel you were close. You arched your back as you came, feeling yourself come undone around him as he came with his last couple thrusts. He laid his forehead against yours as you both were breathing heavily. “Holy shit, I love you.” he said as he placed a kiss on your lips. “And it’s not because you’re great in bed, although that has some part to do with it.” you laughed as he pulled away from you to fall down next to you. You sighed softly. “I love you too.”

He sat up and walked into the bathroom coming back with a washcloth as he helped your clean yourself up from the sweaty mess the two of you just made. After he was done you laid beside him with your head tucked in his shoulder and your hand on his chest. It was silent before a while before either of you said anything just enjoying each other’s company. “I love you future Mrs. Stark.” you smiled feeling the words vibrate in his chest. “I love you too, already Mr. Stark.” He chuckled and placed a kiss on your forehead before the two of you fell asleep together knowing that when you wake up the other will always be there. 


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