i have a thing for those gloves

I think about how Zevran automatically puts on the Dalish Gloves and Antivan Boots no matter what other equipment he has on a lot…it fucks me up man.

Like, lets say that instead of the Warden buying his armor, he spends some of his own gold on a nice pair of leather gloves. They aren’t Antivan, but they’re of fine make, and the best he’s going to get in awhile.

But then the Warden hands him these random, beat up Dalish gloves because they remembered him talking about his mother.

They remembered this one conversation enough to keep these ratty things and hand them to him, because they cared enough about him to remember.

He’s never torn anything off his body so quickly as he did those nice, expensive gloves he bought, and never thinks about wearing them again.

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FYI for those that remember the situation with the Yuri on Life art having the rings removed by the publisher, despite the original artist having drawn them on (you can read about it here), it looks like the publisher actually listened to the uproar this time. 

The back cover, the poster included, and the acyrlic stand/keychain do have Yuuri’s ring. 

This has been confirmed by Denkimouse on twitter who provided these images.

This is good for us who want the poster and the acrylics as merchandise to display. Now it’s accurate (though I wish Victor weren’t wearing gloves so his ring were visible as well). 

It absolutely confirms that this was blatant censorship by the publisher (which is again, not MAPPA but Fusousha), and it does show there might be a potential for fan outcry to actually change things again in the future? I don’t think it will have impact on generic anime magazine images where they’ve chosen to not allow rings, because by the time they preview those, they’ve probably already gone to print, but we’ll see what happens in the future on YOI exclusive publications like this, at least. 

This is a situation where Japanese fans were literally planning to outright refuse to purchase this book (which being that it’s the Animate Exclusive, is a good 30 USD book) if the ring was not added in, which frankly, good for them.  

That combined with the artist letting it slip that the ring was erased from their art, when they had drawn it on in the original image, put the publishers in a tight spot. However tbh I thought Fusousha would still go with it as planned. 

I’m giving them zero pats on the back for changing it back to having the ring because it never should have been removed in the first place, but I am giving Japanese fandom all the props for sticking to their guns and expressing their dissent and being assertive until someone was finally forced to listen, because this continued erasure (because it is that), is bullshit. 

(No love to any fan who harassed the poor artist though.) 

anonymous asked:

do you happen to have any more Lance headcanons?

i have. so many

  • “lance was that really necessary” “no, but it was dope”
  • he doesn’t know it but the mice like him (bc he feeds them) so they start covering for his ass if allura ever asks about him
  • jokingly says “i would die for u”, is never actually joking
  • initiates Keith’s Jacket Discourse
    • it just??? covers his arms????? what’s the point????
    • he argues about the functional purpose of it to anyone who’ll listen for weeks
    • “someone buy this poor orphan a whole jacket”
  • he and hunk can have entire conversations consisting entirely of the word bro in different tones
  • *sees cute alien* *checks breath, smooths hair*
  • whenever someone takes off their gloves he acts like they’re streaking
    • lance, covering pidge’s eyes: “put those things away!! there are children present!!!!” “lance it’s just my fingers why are you like this”
  • has definitely tried to finger gun his way out of a life or death situation
  • lance: “shallow?? i’ll have you know i’m an enigma. a complex puzzle. I’m driven by very complicated and very deep motivations” pidge: “are they ass and titties”
Make me do your work everyday and cause cats to get sick? I'll catch you in your lies and get you fired.

This woman who I’ll call Tootles worked with me at an animal shelter as cat caretakers. We work opposite days and the first thing that she did to piss me off was telling me she had cleaned under furniture/restocked/refilled cleaning bottles. She sneakily just made it clean enough that you couldn’t tell she was barely doing anything all day. It would take me at least 30 min to an hour everyday to clean all the stuff that she hadn’t done the day before, and I had to do that in addition to my already extremely busy job. So some days I’d have to stay late, and I have two jobs so I’m always exhausted, and then I have a 45 min drive home where I’m blasting music and chain smoking just to stay awake.

I tried to tell my boss about this but she said that I need to have a better attitude, and that I was complaining too much about Tootles. She only told me this bc she’s a jerk most of the time and she didn’t want to deal with all the hassle of finding a new employee in a rural area.

Basically, when you have 20 cats housed in multiple rooms, it becomes a breeding ground for disease and infections. The point of cleaning every single surface and under the furniture with chemicals is to kill these germs and what not. After I started working there she got lazier and never did a single thing that she thought wouldn’t be noticed since my boss had no problem with what she was doing to me.

Because she wasn’t cleaning according to procedure, we now have almost every single cat (except the older ones with strong immune systems) come down with an upper respiratory tract infection. We have to now take those sick cats and quarantine them. For each cat, we have to now put on a gown, booties, gloves, and a mask if we are even going to touch them. These are all single use, extremely wasteful, and very expensive, but required by law. We also have to give them meds two or more times a day for the uri. This takes even more time(3x the amount of time I’d need to take care of a healthy cat. I knew immediately that the outbreak was her fault for not cleaning and the boss was very angry at the whole situation, wondering why this is happening. So before I leave I take tiny cat toys and hide them under every single thing shes supposed to clean under. I then make tiny marks with sharpie on all the kennels she has to scrub( we use a chemical that would dissolve the sharpie, and then rinse out and dry the cage so the cats paws aren’t affected.) I also put tiny marks on the bleach bottles showing how much was in them so I’ll also have proof she’s not cleaning the toilets. I come to work the day after hers and surprise surprise the same amount of bleach, sharpie marks still on kennels, all the toys still where I left them. So I tell my boss what I’ve done, I was nervous she would say I was kinda psycho but she said I should have done this sooner and yelled at me a bit(I told you this was happening already.). We sign a log required by law and we have to initial that we completed every single thing so boss just calls her up, asks if she’s actually done these things, which if she just admitted to being lazy she could have just been yelled at and kept her job. She lies and says she always follows procedures so boom she’s fired for lying about doing her work. It’s been like 3 months, she’s still out of a job I think, and the outbreak of disease amongst the cat has completely cleared up. She apparently really loved her job based on her fb so idk why she’d be so lazy and cause the cats suffering like that.

anonymous asked:

How would the Karasuno boys act when they have to buy condoms from Ukai's shop, having to look their coach in the eye as they pay for them?

i laughed for like 10 minutes after reading this request i love it. i’ve been having some health issues lately and needed a good pick-me-up

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The only way I could rationalize them willingly buying condoms from Sakanoshita–as opposed to any place else–knowing that their coach is minding the shop is that the team has some crazy bet going on and these are in the event that they are the loser of said bet. Whether or not they’re doing the do and actually need them is entirely irrelevant.

Daichi

  • He’s one of the few who don’t make it weird somehow. It’s just another transaction, right? Not to mention that Ukai’s made it clear to them that whatever they do outside of volleyball is none of his business.
  • It’s not embarrassing until he gets to the counter to pay and has a moment of internal panic that this is very awkward. But Daichi’s a master of keeping his composure while screaming internally all the while, so you’d never know.
    • It doesn’t hurt that he buys a few things he actually needs along with them. But still.

Suga

  • He tries to play dumb when they’re rung up: “Whoops, how did those get in there? Well, I guess I’ll take them anyway. Doesn’t hurt to have some, right?” Cue the forced bashful laughter.
  • It’s clear to everyone within a 5 mile radius that Suga is playing this up too much. Like it’s painful to watch.
  • Once out of the shop, Suga will show no mercy and pelt either the first person who laughs or the person who suggested the bet in the first place with the box.

Asahi

  • He has to buy at least four or five other things along with them in hopes that Ukai doesn’t give the condoms a second thought.
  • Except he kind of just grabs whatever is within arm’s reach in a tizzy without paying attention, so it’s an interesting mix of things.
  • He forgets how to breathe when Ukai rings his things up. You’d think that having his coach be unfazed by all of this would make it less embarrassing, but the contrast in their demeanors makes it worse. 
    • You can bet his s/o will be the one to buy them from now on because he’s scarred for life.

Nishinoya

  • Slams the box down on the counter and looks Ukai straight in the eyes. It’s the only thing he’s buying.
  • Noya’s got a dead serious look on his face the whole time. Coupled with the fact that he’s standing in a power pose, it makes the transaction feel more like a battle of wills than a simple interaction between a shopkeeper/coach and his customer/pupil.
  • Seriously, Ukai is unnerved by this until Noya shouts out a thanks and bows deeply before leaving the shop, and hearing Tanaka’s cry of “Noya-san is so cool!!!” from outside.

Tanaka

  • Tries the nonchalant whistling thing, which makes the whole process more suspect and embarrassing.
  • “They’re for my sister’s…. boyfriend…”
    • He doesn’t know why he went with that excuse. Even if Saeko had a boyfriend, neither of them would bother having Tanaka buy a box for them.
  • Ukai’s, “Good for them, I guess?” does nothing to alleviate any of Tanaka’s embarrassment.

Ennoshita

  • If it’s questioned, he has his excuse of “A prop for the new movie” all ready to go. Although, he’s also worried that unless he can make up a plot for this movie that doesn’t exist (yet), it might be considered a cause for concern that his movies are getting too adult for high school students to be in charge of.
  • Takes five minutes to come up with an elevator pitch just in case before he has to go in.
  • Ukai doesn’t even ask or indicate that he’s buying condoms and Ennoshita–red-faced and stuttering–goes on about some Seth Rogen-esque stoner comedy that he’s working on.
    • “Well, just don’t get in trouble filming something like that. You’re still a kid, after all.”

Narita

  • Can’t stop dropping his change, which is the perfect excuse to physically hide how ridiculous he feels.
  • The transaction from then on can be described as swift, as in the second Ukai hands him the bag Narita takes it and heads for the door with a, “Hm thanks coach see you tomorrow bye!” It’s all in one fluid motion and yes, that goodbye is punctuation-less .
  • Just…never bring this up again. He’d rather forget the whole thing.

Kinoshita

  • He can’t go in alone. He has to do this with at least one other person going into the shop with him, and Noya is the only one who also isn’t embarrassed by this in any way. The other second-years are embarrassed by proximity, so-to-speak.
    • Except Noya gets distracted trying to find his usual ice cream flavor, so Kinoshita has to ride solo at the counter.
  • It’s clear he’s nervous about the whole thing; his whole body is stiff and he reacts to anything Ukai says as if the man is correcting his technique during practice.
  • He does have to keep his eyes on his wallet and money most of the transaction because there’s no one he can look his coach in the eye while buying them.

Kageyama

  • He knows he’s not smart and that everyone knows this as well, so he decides to tackle this issue by using this to advantage.
  • Except he anticipates Ukai will say anything in the first place, and blurts something out totally unprompted..
    • Ukai: “That’ll be–”
    • Kageyama: What do you mean those aren’t water balloons?
  • The following is the most tense five seconds of silence you’ll ever see between these two.
  • He’s so red that Ukai is worried that Kageyama’s head might explode. Or he passes out on the spot, especially because he stops breathing.

Hinata

  • He thinks he can play it cool, but it’s like watching a trainwreck.
  • He suddenly can’t hear anything. There’s so much blood rushing to his head that he can only hear that in his ears. Ukai tells him how much he owes and Hinata keeps repeating, “What?” each time it happens.
    • “Just… take them, alright, Hinata?”
  • Once he leaves the store, his face seems to be stuck in a smile and he doesn’t react to anything anyone says or does to him. His soul has left his body. He’s straight-up astral projecting in front of the vending machines outside the shop. Never make him do that again.

Tsukishima

  • Like Daichi, he also is does not make it weird. The glare from his glasses absolutely helps to hide anything his eyes might give away about feeling like an idiot the whole time.
  • But you could replace the condoms with any other item in the store and everything would be exactly the same about this interaction.
  • The rest of the team is mad because there was no point of having the loser of their bet do that if the loser wasn’t affected by it.
    • But this eventually backfires on Tsukki because guess who Noya and Tanaka have now playfully dubbed, “The Condom King.” He hates it.

Yamaguchi

  • He’s a blend of Suga and Kageyama in this situation: “I thought they were rubber gloves! What? T-those aren’t mine!” (Which one is it, Yams?)
  • Things get worse because the barcode scanner just won’t scan this box and every second feels ten times longer than it actually is during this.
  • At this point he’s just praying that no one else–sans the rest of the boys–has to bear witness to this. If Yachi walked in and saw, he’d probably die.

Y'all possibly an unpopular opinion but I don’t want them to be leaping into a relationship so quickly. I’d love for WTTM to be one of those sexual tension things that they reflect back on after getting to know each other for like a year and going: 

“Oh yeah maybe we should have known when I told you I was gonna put my fingers in your mouth and you were gonna tug my glove off with your teeth…and you did it”

 “Oh, yeah”

prettiestmess  asked:

Oh my God, could you do a top 10 for Michiru's outfits? I feel like they tried so hard to make her a fashion plate (as she well she should be) but were so often stymied by the 90s-ness of it all. I'd love to see what you chose.

The real question is, how will I narrow it down to only ten?? Michiru’s style is so hard to pin down because sometimes it works flawlessly and sometimes it’s hard to justify, in-universe, why she would ever choose to wear what she is wearing. (Thanks again to @sailorcivilian and @fukufashion for their comprehensive representation of Sailor Moon outfits!)

10. The 1940s called. They said you look really good in that dress, feel free to keep wearing it.

9. It is written in ink that this shawl may never cover more than one (1) shoulder at any given time.

8. (”coming soon to own on videocassette” voice) She may have a tiny bow and a tiny backpack, but she’s got a big heart.

7. They told me I could be anything I wanted, so I became the ocean

6. Wearing formal gloves and a pencil skirt to the racetrack just seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

5. There are two kinds of people: those who say “you can never have too much denim on your body,” and liars

4. On the back, these shirts say “If found, please return to Michiru”/”I am Michiru”

3. The stylish yet practical baby-stealing ensemble

2. The dress that is responsible for putting many a young boy through early puberty

1. Look. I think there must be a story behind this one. I think this used to be a favorite tunic of Michiru’s; the pale lavender with the white belt is simple but charming. One day she was painting another one of her space whales, and Haruka yelled something from the kitchen about the shrimp paella leftovers in the fridge. In the one uncalculated move she had ever made in her life, she turned around and lowered her brush, leaving a short streak of dark blue on her dress. She tried everything; cold water, rubbing alcohol, Haruka’s Tide-to-Go stick, but she could still see a faint line where the space-colored paint was. Haruka would insist she couldn’t tell there was a stain, but Michiru would always know, and she couldn’t live like that. The next day, she bought a bottle of fabric dye. If she couldn’t remove the accidental stain, then she would make it an intentional one. She wears it as an act of defiance, a warning to the universe that Michiru Kaioh is not one to be defeated.

worstkeybladewarrior  asked:

I was wondering if you ever had ideas for what kind of kids Izuku and Ochako would have?

Of course! My friend @ximenib and I have been talking about it for quite a while haha// We ended up creating two kids! 

The one on the left is Tsuru (credit to @rex101111 for the name) and the one on the right is Toshi!

Brief Info About Tsuru

  • She was named after Tsuyu
  • She has her parents’ unwavering determination, but she does inherit most of Deku’s seriousness (in comparison to Toshi who inherits more of Ochako’s enthusiastic attitude)
  • She’s got Deku’s freckles, but has wayyy more; it nearly covers the upper half of her face
  • Tends to be protective over Toshi
  • Has a knack for moving around a lot/a bit hyper 
  • Has more of a strategic mindset/tends to overthink
  • Her and Toshi take gymnastics classes together
  • Very much independent/takes on a “leader” role
  • Her quirk is Heat Absorption! She can pull heat out of objects (including living things) by touching them with the little pads on her fingers (like Ochako’s) and absorb it; she can also return it back to the object or dispel it! Because of this she has an exceptional tolerance to facing heat, but of course, she has a limit on how much she can endure (before she ends up having a heat stroke or overheating). The amount of heat she can pull from objects depend on their heat capacities (the lower it is, the easier it’ll be to absorb/dispel and the less strain it’ll have on her body). When she manages to store a lot of heat in her body it’s best to not touch her because it’ll be like touching a hot stove!
  • Her quirk was influenced from Deku’s father’s fire breathing ability
  • Deku and Ochako had to buy her specially made clothes that would tolerate her high body heat whenever she would use her quirk
  • Before she knew how to control her quirk she would accidentally pull away some of the body heat from her parents when they carried her
  • She has to be careful not to get incredibly mad because that’ll result in her to actually blow off steam (she could overheat); due to that she’s pretty good at keeping her frustrations and anger at bay (though it is quite hard for her to actually become mad)
  • Lets just say that winter isn’t her favorite season in particular

Brief Info About Toshi

  • Of course, he was named after Toshinori
  • He loves his sister a lot, and they have a great sibling bond
  • When his sister gets too big for her clothes/shoes he ends up wearing them sometimes
  • He’s 2 years younger than Tsuru
  • He’s got rosy cheeks like Ochako, but he also has some light freckles sprinkled over his nose
  • A very easygoing person but rather shy, in comparison to his sister
  • Although he’s good acquaintances with a lot of people, he only considers a very few of them as his friends
  • He doesn’t really initiate conversations with others, but he’ll gladly speak up if someone else starts it
  • His quirk is Gravity Manipulation! He can basically control gravity itself; this means he can make any part of his surroundings really heavy or really light. In order for his quirk to activate, he has to touch the area he wants to manipulate with the pads on the palm of his hands. Once he does that he can expand the surface area by leaving his hand on the surface of whatever he’s touching for a longer period of time. The amount of gravity he can manipulate depends on the size of the area (the smaller the space, the greater control he has over it’s gravity). If he uses it too much, he will also suffer from nausea like Ochako.
  • Temperature and pressure can affect his ability to manipulate gravity
  • He can actually make himself float (this goes for other people and objects as well), but it uses a lot of concentration which leads him to become mentally tired; he doesn’t do it often because of that reason
  • At one point (when he was really little) he managed to create a mini black hole because he got very angry
  • Ever since that incident, Ochako got him special gloves to help prevent that from happening again
  • He owns a gazillion gloves because eventually he grew fond of wearing them, and now he can’t go back to not wearing gloves (his favorite one is the first pair he got which has paw prints on them)
  • He caused quite a bit of trouble for Deku and Ochako as a baby (i.e. furniture would start floating, things would get crushed, various parts of the house would have different Specific Gravities, etc..)

Now here’s some other doodles we made of them haha///

The both of us love these kids a lot, so it’s very likely that we’ll draw them more in the future! But yeah, those are the ideas we came up with!

Cinema Sins starters

“I’ll tell you everything wrong with ___ in less than ___ minutes.”
“The first problem is that you exist,”
“This scene does not include a lap dance and I’m disappointed.”
“Stealing by accident is still stealing.”
“You’re enunciating through your nose.”
“Apparently saying 'I don’t know’ in a lecture about the pyramids is a huge no-no.”
“Oh. Awesome. Could you be a little more vague?”
“I have never heard anyone use that pronunciation in my life.”
“Only dopey nerds have allergies.”
“You know you’re a workaholic when getting called back to work is the only thing that can snap you out of your deep depression caused by your son accidentally killing himself.”
“The hell? Do you even coffee?”
“You brought in  an expert to help you decipher the code but you didn’t show him everything? The fuck kind of logic are you following?”
“He’s drawing on the screen with a permanent marker!”
“And so he owned it. But he was stupid, so he put it in storage.”
“First of all, that was morbid.”
“You look beautiful and all, but maybe now’s not the right time to be posing or photos.”
“You’re not even offering anything? Just an open hand of gentrification?”
“Yes, the questions was lame, but you didn’t have to be such a dick-tard about it.”
“I’m killing, smoking, and having everyone else do the work. You really have to appreciate my growth into a beautiful person.”
“That guy may have a big dick, but he also IS a big dick. Dick.”
“That’s like recycling all the onscreen actions of Two Girls, One Cup.”
“That’s the ‘I’m totally in love with them but have no chance’ face.”
“BDSM isn’t open during business hours.”
“I know you’re comically inept so I’ll let this one go.”
“Bonding by way of vandalism. Hmm- Bondalism?”
“That’s the fancy way of saying you killed him.”
“Sure, the one thing…. the ONE THING you had to do in the middle of a kidnapping plot is to fire a flare up in the goddamn air.”
“Your friend is the valedictorian of this school? How badly did everyone else fuck up for them to become the valedictorian?”
“To be fair, those birds shouldn’t be chirping. They should be eating that person I killed.”
“Not even the wind or that Bronco could undo the mid-life crisis look in your hair.”
“Nothing good happens when it involves gloves and a Bronco.”
“You’re perfect, in a perfect home and likely have a perfect florist, so why  not buy the real thing instead of a painting?”
“She was taking that dog to wherever as an accessory, which makes her an awful person and thus rightly tortured for the rest of her life.”
“You even walk like a thoroughbred horse at the Kentucky Derby.”
“Bow down, bitches.”
“Have you see the shit down here? We don’t need no parental advisory.”
“Please tell me she didn’t flood the city again just to make this video.”
“Ooooh, it’s a metaphor.”
“These are some stupid rules.”
“I would hope the things you eat didn’t complain, because they should be already dead.”

anonymous asked:

Hi! Could you share some ideas or prompts for fantasy and/or mystery stories? My two favorite genres but I'm suffering major writers block ^^; thanks!

Hi! Me too! I mean, My favorite genres are also Fantasy and Mystery. Somehow, little ma, at probably like 8 or 9 years old got a hold of mythology books, and I have never been able to put them down since. As for mystery, well, I am just a curious one. To me, fantasy is all about being given an interesting and creative world to escape in, while mystery is a challenge, a test to see if you can put the clues together. 

Fantasy: 

1. “You…You have wings?” 

“Are you saying you don’t?” 


2. “No, you cant be real. You shouldn’t exist.” 

“Lot’s of things shouldn’t exist; Stonehenge, The bumble bees ability to fly, Mosquitoes, Crocs, Those weird shoes that are like gloves for your feet, and of course live movie adaptions of books and cartoons. Yet here we are.” 


3. “Do your freckles usually glow? I don’t remember them glowing before? Is that normal? That’s not normal is it?” 


4. “You know. I always thought fairies would be like these really pretty, enchanting people in flowey clothes that picked flowers and danced in the sunshine and granted you wishes if you asked them nicely.” 

“Okay, Im sorry I ruined your childhood imagination, but where the hell did you get an idea like that?” 

“Movies?” 


5. “I have never been so scared yet so excited at the same time! It feels great! Can I ask you a question?”

“Let me save you the time: No, I do not drink blood, I will not burst into flames in the sunlight, I do not sleep in a coffin, I can not turn into a bat, and No I will not tell you how old I am. I am however, mildly allergic to garlic, I am allergic to silver, I do need to be invited in to private places, i will slightly burn in the sun, I am lethargic during the day, I can see my reflection in new mirrors, and I will tell you that I am old enough to have answered these same questions thousands of times”  

“Uh…I was just gonna ask if you wanted to go get a coffee?” 



Mystery: 

1. “You have 27 hours, and remember; every last moment means something.” 


2. “Could you please just do something right for once, and tell us the truth!” 

“But I am telling the truth, I have been telling the truth this whole time…you just haven’t been listening…” 


3. “If you cant find something you already have in your hands, you’ll never be able to find something you’ve already lost..” 


4. “Give me something, please! A clue! Just one clue, please!” 

“It seems I underestimated you, I really thought you could have figured it out. I can’t give you one clue, when I have already given you hundreds.” 


5. “You can’t find me. You can’t track something that doesn’t exist. So, Give up. You will never fin what you’re looking for.” 


I hope you like them, and if you need anything else, don’t be afraid to ask! 

Easy Glove tutorial

Hi everyone! I’ve been very busy trying to get both my cosplays done and ready for Con Bravo! So tutorials have been a bit later than I’ve wanted to upload them. I used this tutorial for my Maka Albarn cosplay and Samus Aran.No more wasting time. Here you go, another one of my tutorials.

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Not All Wounds Heal (Part 2/?) (Stark/SHIELD x reader)

Part 1

Tony Stark wasn’t used to being told no.  It would happen from time to time, of course, but it made it no less tolerable with each time; in fact, this time was quickly becoming his final straw as he stared back at the Emergency Room receptionist like she was an alien with three heads, speaking in a language that he couldn’t quite understand. “Do you know who I am?”

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anonymous asked:

What happens if the egos order take out and have to use chopsticks for the first time?

(This is a really weird, specific situation, and I love it so much! *gives you a hug*)

Wilford–”What are these infernal torture devices that keep me from eating?!”

Host–*explaining to Wilford* ”You hold them like this. Keep the bottom one steady, and use the top one to pinch the food.” *would roll his eyes if he still had them* “You just stabbed the food didn’t you?”

Doc–”You know forks were invented for a reason…”

Bim–”Technically we are partially Korean. Shouldn’t we be able to use these things?” *Dark face-palms in the background*

Ed–*just dumps the food in his mouth*

Silver–*is crying in the corner because with those ridiculous gloves he can’t even pick up the chopsticks let alone use them*

Google–”I have downloaded a database on ‘using chopsticks.’” *tries and fails to eat something* *throws chopsticks across the room* “These giant toothpicks are useless! I’m getting a fork!”

Dark–*sits back eating his food* “You all are pathetic.” *accidentally drops something on himself, staining his shirt* *practically explodes*

Title: Professor McCoy
Fandom: Marvel
Word Count: 670
Characters: Hank McCoy x Reader
Reader Gender: Not specified
Warnings: Gettin’ hot ‘n heavy with everybody’s favorite professor
Notes: Request from @i-can-see-through-it for “Hi! First of all, you’re writing is lovely. :) also, can I request one between Hank and the reader, where the reader is usually feisty and Hank can be quite timid, but they have some banter and there’s a role reversal and a lot of sexual tension haha, thank you!” // Thank you very much! Hope you like it. ☺ // Hank McCoy has a professor kink and no one can tell me otherwise.

Originally posted by jamesmacvoy

         Waltzing into Hank’s lab uninvited wasn’t unusual for you. You two were good friends, so he never minded; he was always happy to have the company. You thought it might be because he had feelings for you, judging from the way he would blush profusely any time you flirted with him, but you couldn’t be sure.
        Upon entering the lab, you heard a loud groan of frustration from Hank, followed by the clatter of something hitting a table. He had a habit of throwing down whatever he was working on when exasperated, so you assumed that this time was no exception. You found him sitting in front of a table with a… sewing machine?
         “Are you working on Halloween costumes already, Hank? Ooh, are you making mine? There’s not much fabric there, though. Although, I do have a sneaking suspicion that you would just love to see me in one of those super skimpy costumes….”
         Hank’s ears and cheeks turned slightly pink, but he shook his head.
         “I’m trying to make some sort of durable gloves for the X-Men, but none of the fabric I use is working right,” he replied, his tone a bit bitter.
         “So, the genius Dr. Hank McCoy can build a complicated, powerful jet, and a brilliant method of amplifying a mutant’s telepathic abilities, and using that to locate mutants all over the world, and a thousand other incredibly ingenious things… but he can’t manage to make a pair of gloves,” you stated, laughing. Hank shot a glare at you before walking to another table in the lab and fiddling with some more fabric.
         “Have you tried using the silk of a Darwin’s bark spider?”
         Hank stopped what he was doing and turned to you, one eyebrow raised.
         “Its silk is the strongest naturally occurring fiber in the world. It’s stronger than steel; ten times stronger than Kevlar.”
         “That’s… that’s actually really smart,” Hank said, then began scribbling down some notes.
         “I’m a bit insulted that you look so surprised that I said something smart,” you replied, laughing a bit.
         “You do it so rarely,” Hank retorted, and you could tell he was grinning despite his back being to you.
         “Hey!”
         Hank chuckled then walked over to you, and sure enough, he was smiling.
         “Thank you, Y/N. Really. That’ll help me significantly.”
         “Anytime, Professor.”
         Hank’s smile faltered a bit, and you could tell he was trying to act natural. A smirk found its way to your lips.
         “Do you like it when I call you that, Professor?” you asked in a seductive tone, resting your hands on his shoulders. The shiver that ran down his spine didn’t go unnoticed.
        “Y/N….”
         You could tell that he was fighting between telling you to stop, and pulling you closer. Slowly, you began to run your hand down his chest, underneath the lapels of his lab coat. He closed his eyes and leaned into your touch, resting his forehead against yours. You could feel his shaky breath fanning over your face.
         “Yes, Professor?” you asked sweetly.
         A low growl escaped Hank’s lips when your hand ghosted over the waistband of his slacks, and his hand tangled itself into your hair as he pulled you into a passionate kiss. You flung your arms around his neck, and he was quick to pick you up, his hands gripping underneath your thighs, and set you on one of the nearby lab tables. The metal was cool beneath you, but the man you had your legs wrapped around was warming you right back up.
         “Hey, Hank, did you ever – woah!”
         You both turned quickly to find Alex standing in the doorway, shielding his eyes with his hand. His cheeks were tinted pink, and he called out “Sorry!” before hastily exiting the lab. The two of you laughed breathlessly, then Hank turned to you. The blue of his eyes was almost nonexistent, his pupils blown wide with lust. Hank wore a small smirk when he spoke.
         “This isn’t over, beautiful.”
         “Glad to hear it, Professor.”


@mayathepsychicc  @trashimagines

giveaway drabble

Heyo! As you may remember, I did a 500-word drabble giveaway recently to celebrate hitting 500 followers. The winner, @parinite, asked for Klance fluff with trans Keith coming out to Lance! I’ve been wanting to write trans Keith for a while, so I was really happy to get this prompt ;w; It ended up being more like 540 words, but oh well. I hope you like it! <3


I’m gonna tell him.

Pidge already knows. Hunk’s sharp enough to have figured it out. Shiro, of course, has known forever.

So why is telling Lance so daunting?

Keith used to buck Lance’s arm off when he attempted to throw it around Keith’s shoulders, so that he wouldn’t feel the tell-tale edge of the binder underneath his shirt. That risk is gone now, and Keith’s more himself than ever. Still, wondering what Lance might say has Keith’s heart leaping up and punching him in the fucking teeth.

Even now – now that they’ll grab each other for noogies and sit together on the couch with their arms brushing, now that sometimes their eyes catch for a moment too long, and Keith’s convinced that if he just leaned in, he’d feel those grinning lips kiss his own – even now, it’s scary.

So scary just thinking it has his mind turning to white static.

It’s because you like him, taunts a voice in his ear. Keith grits his teeth, imagines stabbing it.

“Hey, Lance? There’s something … I wanna tell you.”

“Oh? Is this it? You’re finally admitting I’m your superior?” Lance puts a hand to his chest. “Sorry, I’m getting emotional. I need to go prepare my official speech—”

“Will you shut up for two seconds?!”

That came out harsh. Shit. His hands are shaking.

Lance seems to realize he’s serious, and goes quiet. Keith takes a deep breath.

“Lance – I’m trans.” Saying it is not a relief. If anything, it makes the butterflies in his belly multiply and colonize his entire body. “And … I thought you should know.”

Lance’s expression softens. Keith’s heartbeat does not slow down.

“Oh,” Lance says. He sounds a little surprised – just a little. “Cool. Thanks for trusting me.”

“Yeah,” says Keith. His head is spinning, his stomach clenching.

“Actually … I have something I wanna confess, too.” Lance rubs the back of his head. Damn. Here it comes – rejection. Keith swallows the stone lump in his throat.

“Yeah?”

“Listen, I know this sounds fake, since you have that lame haircut and wear those gloves unironically and all. But I’m, uh, kinda into you. Maybe.” Lance’s cheeks are stained bright pink. “So I was wondering if you might … want to be my boyfriend?”

Here’s the thing about Keith: when his mind blanks out, his body takes over.

Keith’s body lifts a fist and clocks Lance right in the head.

Ow! Jeez, what was that for, asshole?”

“Lance, what the fuck?”

“So … I guess that’s a no?”

“I – no! I mean – no it’s not. I mean. Yes.” Fuck. Breathe, fool. “I mean. I like you too.”

Lance’s face lights up like the goddamn sun, and it has Keith’s chest twisting, tight and sweet. “Oh. Dude. Nice.”

“Shut up.” He swallows. “And I’m sorry for hitting you.”

“Hey, it’s okay. I’ll get you back.”

“You can try.”

And Lance leans in, fast as a flash, to press the softest kiss to Keith’s lips.

And maybe his shit-eating grin is pretty cute.

Maybe it’s all Keith has ever wanted.

Lance waggles his eyebrows. “How was that, boyfriend?”

Keith doesn’t reply. Just loops his arms around Lance’s shoulders, and pulls him back in.


sooo.. that’s that! thanks again to everyone who entered <3 find more of my writing on ao3!

Make ‘em Blush (NSFW)

@mirthaculous‘ and my fill for day 3 of mlnsfweek, make ‘em blush :

THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE YOU HAVE N O I D E A

summary: Ladybug and Chat Noir are on patrol for the first time since consummating their relationship as their alter egos, and the tension is getting to them.

(more nsfw in fantasies and makeouts but still)

It was a beautiful day.

The November Parisian sky was heavy and cold, clouds the colour of slate weighing down the autumn air. Every city surface was slick with a drizzle that had started early in the morning and hadn’t stopped since. Citizens scurried from shelter to shelter, huddled beneath umbrellas or in the collars of their coats.

Ladybug swung through the dreary skies above them with a laugh that was breathless and free, veins thrumming with an exhilaration that lent wings to her already weightless feet. An akuma had fallen to that excitement with astounding speed earlier that afternoon, and now she flew through her patrol with the same enthusiasm, showing no sign of tiring. Gravity had nothing on her today.

Everything was wonderful. Everything was fantastic.

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The Heart Is Flexible

Summary: Thor pierces Loki’s ear and tells him all about this thing called piercer crush.


His piercer looks hot.

He has to be new around here because Loki has never seen him before. The guy who did his tongue piercing around four months ago is gone-Loki asked around the shop and one of the guys said he’s in jail, this other person said he’s hiking in hell and this girl said: “the fucker’s dead.” ; second and third options sound kinda similar though so Loki goes for the dead assumption and dead people are always replaced by some living ones and so he has this gorgeous babe here getting ready to stick this huge needle in his ear, pulling on a pair of black gloves and Loki can’t stop staring.

He’s so tall he makes the room look like a matchbox and there’s no way he’s under 6'5. He’s wearing a white cut-off shirt and it says ‘slay’ on the front; the letters are bold and black and the L is actually a fucking sword pointing down, the tip of the blade ending just above his navel, silver watch on the left wrist catching the light, a leather bracelet on the right, a ring on each thumb and a cool neck tattoo-roses or something-in black and red ink.

“Ever done this before?”

Loki wishes it’s just the piercer trying to make small talk but it’s not, some part of Loki’s brain thought teasing would be an awesome thing to do and once the words are there on his tongue there’s no way to keep his mouth shut.

The piercer looks amused and looks at him and his eyes are this mind-blowing shade of blue and Loki pushes the warm metal bar against his front teeth because he’s always toying with his tongue piercing when he’s nervous and fucking up.

The piercer snaps one glove on, “I should be the one asking, you look like you cut Biology or something to be here.”

“Just started college.”

“You’re shitting me,” the piercer looks him over, “you look sixteen.”

“Well, I’m not,” Loki says and the piercer grabs the needle and his chair and moves close to Loki.

He’s putting the second glove on and after taking a long peek into Loki’s eyes he concludes with a smirk, “you look sneaky. I like it.”

“Where’s Matt?” Loki finds himself asking because people calling him sneaky calls for a change of subject cause he is, in fact, sneaky and how dare they uncover his secret so easily?

Pop!

The piercer’s gum goes off like a tiny bomb and even when he’s got his frown on he still looks hot, “who?”

“The piercer that was here before you. Purple hair. Tragus in both ears.”

“Ah, that dude,” the piercer fiddles with the plastic keeping the needle clean and skims the ceiling with his eyes, “heard he got swallowed by some whale or something while diving god knows where. Whale didn’t like the way he tasted so it spat him out and now he’s in some cuckoo place trying to work through the trauma.”

Loki raises an eyebrow.

The piercer raises one gloved hand, “swear to god. That tattoo artist, what’s her name? Gina, we talked about it just yesterday.”

“She told you the whale thing?”

“She did. But everyone turns into a storyteller around here when it comes to this guy. Looked like an asshole to me, to be honest.”

The piercer fingers the blue head of the needle and he’s looking from one of Loki’s eyes to the other.

“You liked him or something?” he asks and Loki’s eyes get all wide because what the fuck.

“Matt?”

“Mm-hm.”

Ooh, this guy’s a flirt. Truth was, Matt looked like a suicidal giraffe and had zero sex appeal, but hey, let’s see what happens.

“Oh yeah,” Loki says and gives the piercer a one –shouldered shrug, “I mean, who could resist that face?”

The piercer squints at him with his left eye and his lashes from up close are phenomenal, looking like threads of gold and his blonde hair is brushing his shoulders and Loki squirms in his seat, pushing his shoulders back into the chair, trying to find a comfortable spot and look cool all at the same time.

“You know,” the piercer says and hands Loki a little mirror, “there’s this thing called piercer crush.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yep,” he says and uncaps his purple marking pen, “show me where you want it.”

Yes, please.

The mirror’s frame has dragons engraved on it and Loki looks at his own reflection and he looks nothing like this golden god sitting there in front of him waiting to put a little dot where Loki wants the piercing to be; his eyes are simply grey and his cheekbones are showing, lips really thin like his mother’s, black wavy hair reaching just under his jaw.

The piercer looks at him and when Loki just stares at himself and wonders what the hell is that piercer crush thing and did the guy just make it up on the spot, the piercer leans forward and tucks Loki’s hair behind his left ear.

Loki looks at him and the piercer hands him the pen, “you wanna do it?”

And miss the touch of god’s fingers on his ear? No way.

“You do it,” Loki says and tilts his head back a bit to see better.

“How about here?” Loki points to a spot and the piercer gets so close his hair almost brushes Loki’s cheek and he smells amazing, just like the ocean.

And there’s his fingers touching Loki’s ear and how warm they feel makes Loki realize his ears are freezing cold.

Then, a little poke-the tip of the pen against his skin-and when Loki looks in the mirror again there’s a purple dot close to the top of his ear and it’s exactly where Loki wanted it.

“That’s kinda it,” he says to the piercer because too many praises are never a good thing and the piercer gives him this look that says: 'it’s the pro’s league here, baby. We’re better than you’ and Loki pulls a face.

The piercer puts the pen on the table and comes over to the other side, the wheels of the chair making a fuss.

Loki watches those beautiful hands with their long strong fingers toying with the plastic and the piercer takes one long look at his mouth before tearing the plastic off the needle.

“Did that Matt guy do that?”

“Do what?”

“Your tongue piercing.”

“He did, actually,” Loki says and getting it done hurt so bad because Matt had zero talent at this, should have gone for mechanics instead, but this gorgeous creature here doesn’t need to know about that, “I never told you I have one. How did you know?”

“You keep playing with it,” the piercer says and here they are again, his eyes on his lips and the little metal bar makes a tiny clink when it hits the back of Loki’s teeth and the piercer smirks like 'I knew it’.

“So that piercer crush thing,” Loki says and tries to look like he doesn’t care, “what’s it all about?”

Loki swears he can hear the piercer give this little hum before pulling himself close to Loki so he can reach his ear nice and comfortable.

“Well,” he says and Loki blinks when he feels those fingers on his ear again, followed by the tip of the needle, “we have this saying around here.”

“What, in your little piercers circle?”

He chuckles and Loki feels his gloved knuckles brushing against his cheek as he’s angling the needle and it feels more than nice.

“Yeah. We have like this kinda secret society thing here and all we do is get together on the weekends and just make shit up because what can you do, right? So-”

And Loki thinks about those rings there under all that black latex and to feel them on his lips would be heavenly.

The piercer’s forearm touches his shoulder and the latex on his ear feels cool and Loki fists his hands in his anarchy is power t-shirt.

“We think that this is this intimate thing, to get something like this done. It’s another person touching your body and it’s a lot like love in a way. You trust this person and you share this secret with them because sometimes people keep the fact that they want something like this done hidden. Sometimes you let this person see parts of yourself no one has seen before. There’s a lot of trust there, you know?”

And Loki’s lashes flutter when he feels the needle going in. He takes a sharp breath in and holds it and he can feel the piercer’s eyes on him, and they’re soft.

“And the pain,” the piercer says and his voice is as smooth as the way that needle’s going in, “it feels a lot like pleasure.”

Another sting, this time of the needle going out the other way and Loki closes his eyes, his ears growing warm.

“So we say you get a piercing done, you crush on the person who put it in you-” and there’s the cool bar going in, Loki’s first Helix and the piercer backs away a little to give Loki a smile, “piercer crush.”

He gives Loki the mirror again and Loki takes a look and it’s not the piercing he chose for himself; the bar is silver and the little things keeping it in place are pink and when Loki looks more carefully he spots a tiny heart engraved there on the bar and shit he’s blushing.

“Matt was my first,” Loki says.

“And I’m your second,” the piercer says and grins, “hey, the heart is flexible.”