i just want him to eat me out

More of the Joker adoption AU!

I’d image they’d enjoy eating TV dinners and watching TV in between going out and causing trouble. I can’t image the joker would have much money or have a nice house, at one point they have to live in the jokers car for a while, but they manage just fine, they take good care of him!

Let me know if you want to see more!

Hey this is one of my bunnies and his name is Joshua!!! He had a really hard life before I got him because he was neglected by his owners and so he got cage aggressive. Joshua would try to bite or box or growl at anyone who wasn’t me at the shelter. I spent a ton of time with him when I volunteered at the shelter and eventually I decided to adopt him. Now he is a very happy boy who gets to hang out on my bed and eat hay nonstop! He still grunts at us, but now it’s just his way of talking. Joshua and I want you to know that we believe in you and you can get through this ❤❤


yay! you made joshua happy bun! im so happy for you and him!! thank you!

Fun fact: in Ireland one of our Irish stories that we have to study is about this woman reading a dirty novel on the train and some blind fella with asthma sits in front of her and starts yapping and she’s kinda like “mate ur ruining me buzz” and he starts eating a cake really messily it’s pure disgusting so she tricks him into thinking there’s a worm in the cake and he starts freaking out and has an asthma attack and she just pushes the inhaler out of his reach and he dies. I have a link if you want a visual

I’ll Teach You (Jughead x Reader Smut)

Prompt: i just read that you don’t mind writing smut so this one’s gonna be dirty, bare with me. can i request a jughead x reader where the reader and him are dating. jug is pretty inexperienced when it comes to sexual stuff but he really wants to please his girlfriend. so like she guides him through eating her out LOL. i feel like you could make it so hot. thank you!

A/N: I’m making them a bit older in this one as well! Jughead will be classified as Demisexual in this fic which falls under the asexuality spectrum. P.s. I’m pretty sure I sucked at this. Let me know if you liked it! Requests are Welcome!

Warnings: Light Smut


I’ll teach you (Jughead x Reader)

Gasping, your hands pull off the crowned beanie and tighten around his black locks.

“Jug.” You pull away from his lips, shaking your head to clear your head.

You two had been watching a movie on Jughead’s laptop when he got distracted and kissed you.  

One kiss turn into two then three and now you two were panting as he’s pressed against you with his lips to your neck.

“What?” his voice husky and low, making your heart skip a beat and your body feel warm all over.

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shopping with jk

- never remembering what you guys really need bc you two are always wandering into the junk food section 

- “dont buy those donuts” “you can’t stop me” “you can’t eat those” “i’m not the one that has to be on a diet” “coME FIGHT ME” “im buying these, kook” “im breaking up with you” “good, then i can buy my donuts in peace” 

- him taking out all the junk food that you put into the shopping cart and you wanting to beat him up bc of it 

- giving him a dirty look bc he just has to whip out his credit card to pay for like $10 groceries “it’s okay, i got it this time” “just give them the bills” “no, no, no, no” 

- leaving the store while carrying the groceries in one arm and the other arm carrying you over his back “when will you put me down” “never” 

Reita and Uruha vs a girl who has a boyfriend and four fuck buddies (Rajigaze 2/17)

Dark Side Mail

Reita (reading mail): “Last time Ruki and Kai were doing the radio, I sent them mail asking for advice because I was meeting one of my guy friends and he told me to come in something sexy, and I didn’t know what to wear. Kai was like, ‘so this is your boyfriend then?’ but he’s not my boyfriend, he’s just a friend with benefits. He has a family, and I have a boyfriend as well, but this guy is a lot more well-off financially, and can give me experiences that my boyfriend can’t, so I hang out with him sometimes. But I don’t consider it cheating, I think it’s the same as just going out to eat. My boyfriend is who I really love; it’s still better than if we were married and I was having an affair. I just want to experience everything I can before I’m married. I guess most people would think it’s bad, wouldn’t they. I have three other [friends with benefits], but I guess I should break it off with all of them and be loyal to my boyfriend? All my girl friends do this too, so I don’t really know the general opinion. Please tell me!”

Uruha: Oh???

Reita:  Oh!!!

Uruha: Oh!!!

Reita: OH!!

Uruha: OH!!!!! This is a cheating bitch isn’t it!!!

Reita: Well…….yep that’s exactly what this is.

Uruha: That’s messed up…

Reita: But she doesn’t feel that way, she thinks it’s no different from just going out to eat with someone.

Uruha: It’s that kinda casual relationship [people have] these days…

Reita: Well this is just how she personally feels about it…

Uruha: And the guy is married too, right?

Reita: Yeah yeah yeah, like I wonder how his wife feels about it…like, the girl is saying it’s more acceptable than if she were married and cheating

Uruha: Uh she is already cheating lmao

Reita: Like I don’t know if I’d call it acceptable…anyway she says most people would probably think it’s bad, what do you think about that?

Uruha: I don’t know, I feel like so many people are doing the same thing, so you can’t really get anyone’s honest opinion about it…people just kind of let it slide, you know? Like, oh my friends are doing it, so whatever.

Reita: Yeah, for sure.

Uruha: That’s how behaviour spreads among the human race. [ALIEN CONFIRMED]

Reita: …Are you mad?

Uruha: It’s the same with drugs.

Reita: Right, drugs, and disease…

Uruha: Oh am I allowed to talk about this?

Reita: Yeah yeah it’s fine

Uruha: Well, I mean, people start doing it because everybody’s doing it, you know?

Reita: Mhm…

Uruha: Mhm…I mean, it would be nice if we could spread good things…

Reita: Mhm.

Uruha: But this….this isn’t good, like…have some self-consciousness.

Reita: Self-consciousness (laughs)

Uruha: Heheheh

Reita: And like she’s doing this with three other people…

Uruha: Well that’s not surprising.

Reita: I guess her boyfriend can’t satisfy her sexually?

Uruha: No I don’t think so…I think she really does value true love…but she’s just getting influenced by people around her…she thinks she needs more [partners]…to you know like…look better? Idk

Reita: Ohh, socially? So she can brag like, I have this many..

Uruha: Yeah, you know, like that…

Reita: Pyramid?

Uruha: No, not pyramid…

Reita: Oh, like Caste?

Uruha: Yeah, like Caste!

this is what they are talking about i’m screaming

if u have no fuck buddies ur a farm worker

Reita: I guess you gotta have more, huh?

Uruha: Yeah…

Reita: When is she gonna stop tho? I mean, she can’t just keep going forever…

Uruha: Hmmm…

Reita: I mean, she has a boyfriend and everything.

Uruha: Yeah….I think when she get’s older, she will realize.

Reita: Yeh maybe…ya ok…..but what I really wanna know is, what did she end up wearing?

(both laugh)

Uruha: Well Kai said she’s not allowed [to wear something sexy] so…

Reita: Oh, if it’s not her boyfriend?

Uruha: Yeah.

Reita: Well, if that guy wasn’t married, I could still see it being kinda okay [wearing something sexy not cheating lol] but since he is, like…there has to be some restrictions, you know…

Uruha: Hmm….yeah….this wasn’t Dark, this was just…heavy…

  • Nora: We should be Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf for Halloween.
  • Ren: You just want me to eat you out.
  • Nora: What?
  • Jaune: What?
  • Pyrrha: What?
  • Ren: What?
  • Ruby: -kicks open the door- Did I hear someone stealing my costume idea?
  • Ren: Oh, so you want me to eat you out?
  • -later-
  • Ruby: Yang, what does eating out mean?
  • Yang: Uh......it's like, uh, when you go out to dinner with friends and family.
  • Ruby: Oh. Then what did Ren mean when he said I wanted him to eat me out?
  • Yang: ...
  • Yang: LIE REN!
  • -in the JNPR dorms-
  • Ren: Well. It's been a pleasure knowing you all. -backflips out the window-
Monsta X Reaction to: You Being Jealous

Shownu: Might not know how to react. He’s unsure if you’re jealous from your own insecurities or if he hasn’t been loving enough lately.

“Why are you jealous?” he’ll wonder. “That model was only being friendly, they weren’t flirting with me.”

Originally posted by sonhyunwoomx

Wonho: Takes you to eat somewhere. He wants to take you out of the situation that made you jealous, while also discussing it over the meal.

“Why did you feel that way? Do you not trust me?”

Originally posted by mybabyoppa

Minhyuk: Won’t want to dwell on the uncomfortable topic. Instead he’ll aim to distract you by lifting up his shirt.

“Don’t feel jealous! You’re the only one who gets to touch my abs ~”

Originally posted by jhopefluxo

Kihyun: Gets a little annoyed that he’s showed you so much love yet you doubt him like this. “Listen, just because I talk to someone doesn’t mean I like them. I’m allowed to make new friends, aren’t I?”

Originally posted by hyungforever

Hyungwon: Also finds your jealousy annoying. He feels like he’s showed you as much love as possible. But instead of being annoyed at you, he’s more annoyed at himself. He blames himself for your jealousy, reasoning that he must not have proven himself enough to you for you to trust him.

Originally posted by wonhontology

Jooheon: Thinks it’s so cute how you’re jealous, especially if you have good reason to be e.g. someone confesses their feelings for him. Of course he’ll decline, he has you after all, but that doesn’t mean that he can’t bask in the feeling of being wanted.

“I’m so popular but the only one I want is my jagi ~”

Originally posted by garisanee

I.M: Found your jealousy ridiculous. He’s not the type to say much but his actions are how he shows his love. He wonders if he’s not good enough or if you’re really blind, unaware of how lovingly he looks at you and the way he blushes when you kiss him.

“Oh my goodness … What am I going to do with you?”

Originally posted by livelovelunch

ok but rich girl’s parents are out of town and instead of throwing a party she orders a pizza and gets ready to spend the night alone stuffing her face… while she’s waiting for her food to arrive, weird news reports start popping up about people eating people/crazy attacks in her city. the pizza guy shows up and rings her doorbell furiously begging for her to let him in because a walker is after him. they end up staying together partly because he’s terrified to go back out there and partly because she doesn’t want to be alone. they end up sticking together and bonding in the big mansion as the world falls apart around them, but then they’re forced to go out on the road and protect themselves/one another because they’ve started to really care about one another and !!!!! 

Mission Gone Wrong

Originally posted by despairingfever

Summary: After returning from a particularly difficult mission, you don’t want anything to do with anybody. Guilt is eating away at you and you’re finally forced to open up to your friend, Cassian.

Author’s Note: This has been stuck in my head for what feels like forever! It is my first Star Wars fic, so I hope it’s okay. I just love Cassian so much and I loved writing him. I’ve had a lot going on in my life, and I think this piece is really a reflection of that. It is angsty as all get out, so beware. Please let me know what you think!!! Enjoy :)

Warnings: Language; ANGST; seriously, this whole thing is like one big angst fest; smidge of fluff; mentions of murder


The mission had gone horribly wrong.

Not wanting (or maybe not able) to face anybody, I trudged back to my quarters without so much as a ‘hello’ to anyone after arriving back at the Yavin 4 base. As if on autopilot, I shed my dirty clothes, covered in dirt and grime and blood, and headed for the shower, washing up before following my nightly routine and crawling into bed. Sleep didn’t come.

That’s how it was for three days.

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Monsta X reaction to you getting close with a hot guy from work

A/N: This is just my humble opinion, I hope you like how I wrote them. It’s all about perceptions and sometimes I feel like people write Idols using clichés about their life like: napping, eating, cooking, etc… It bothers me because they’re humans with personalities, qualities and defaults like everybody… Enjoy, x.


Shownu would calmly ask you questions about him, not because he’s worried, but because he’s always interested in your life and wants to know who you hang out with. He might seem a little detached, but this man cares deeply about you. He’s just not the jealous type and truly enjoys independency from both sides in a relationship. I hope you were not trying to get a reaction from him, because that’s never going to happen. If that’s the case, you would end up hurt, misunderstanding his feelings towards you.


This ray of sunshine would immediately get jealous and be vocal about it. I mean, you are his world and he doesn’t want another guy to be close friend with you. Minhyuk is sensitive and intense, so his emotions would be easy to read. He would also tell you very frankly he doesn’t like you hanging out with this guy and everything about his insecurities. He deeply values honesty and trust in your relationship so he would never play mind game with you because he’s jealous. If Minhyuk met the guy, he would act coldly but you would be the only one catching on. This man can’t stay reserved or cold for long anyway. 


Let’s be clear, if you got Kihyun to be invested in a love relationship in the first place, you are an enchantress and as exciting as he is. This man is too optimistic and confident about love to care about this other guy. It’s because you both know how strong your bound is and that you are in it for the long run. He hates clingy people so he likes the fact that you have friends and a life besides him. He would find it exciting to hang out in your social circle.


Oh boy. Wonho might be giving a strong confident vibe, but seeing you hang out with a hot guy would bring out his deep insecurities faster than you can say “ramen”. He’s very afraid of losing you, because when this man is in love, he gives his everything to his partner. Wonho wouldn’t even be jealous, he blindly trusts you no matter what, but he would get touchy and sensitive every time the other guy is mentioned. If he ever met him, he would work hard to charm him and probably act overly romantic with you to show off his devotion.


If you settle down with this man, you deserve an award for your patience, but you both know it’s for the long run. He probably openly plans your future together, which can be nice, but also very demanding. He can get possessive and he wouldn’t like you spending free time with someone else. He’s confident and would not be jealous at all, but he expects a lot of you and your relationship. If your new friend isn’t part of his original plans, good luck trying to hang out with him. Hyungwon can be inflexible and uncompromising, so it’s either you’re all in or you’re out. (No pun intended)


If you bruised his ego by hanging out with this hot guy, there’s a chance Jooheon would turn a bit into an insulted child as he takes everything personal. You would have to be the one confronting him about it, because he hates fighting with you and often avoids sensitive subjects. Oh yes, he would get mad jealous. Even if he understands that the guy is just a friend and is quite the social butterfly himself, Jooheon would sulk until you reassure him enough. Even after all that, he would still openly hate the guy.


O.K. Lord help you with this one, I wouldn’t like to be in your shoes. I WOULD LOVE IT. Changkyun can be a bit of a puzzle if you date him because he’s SO hard to read. That boy would get very jealous, he’s unsure how secure your relationship is despite all your efforts and isn’t that confident about your bound. He might secretly ask Shownu, Jooheon or Wonho for advice because they’re older and great listeners. The maknae would probably act especially distant and detached towards you, which would freak you out. He still likely won’t say anything and if you can’t guess why he’s becoming involuntary cold and get hurt by it, it would be hard for your relationship. Cheer up, Jooheon would probably get annoyed by this situation and spill the truth because he hates misunderstandings so much.

- Lyly :)

GIFs are nor mine

OK but I love accidentally outing themselves saphael + blood sucking So:

elaine lewis walking in on simon sinking his teeth into raphael’s neck. an oblivious raphael grunts in frustration when simon abruptly pulls away. his lips are red and shiny - they match the smear on raphael’s neck and it’s intoxicating. it’s blood drunk and lust and he doesn’t want to stop.

just as he gets a hand around the nape of simon’s neck to drag him back down, simon chokes out, “MOM! ”…it’s….I…“

raphael freezes.

elaine quickly stalks away, bewildered at the quiet disaster her son is becoming. still, he chose a nice…vampire…to date.

later, they get a stern talking to about keeping things from her and “do you know how expensive that roast was, simon lewis? how long it took to bake? you should’ve told me that neither of you "eat”, it would’ve saved me the time and effort.“

raphael smirks, simon glares at him, elaine insists on sitting at the dining room table anyway and averts her eyes when they drink.

she makes sure to knock before entering from that point on.

headcanon: when chirrut and baze were organising their wedding chirrut refused to send out invitations because, and i quote “ the Force will let guests know where to go” and so baze got all the invites done and sent out and it was the wedding of the century and chirrut would not shut up about how the force had ordained it to be perfect until baze said i sent out the kriffing invites not the Force and chirrut just smiled his shit-eating smile and stroked baze’s face and said the force told me you would and baze hates this motherfucker so much he wants to spent the rest of his life telling him what a shit he is

Mi Reina (Lin x Reader)

Request: @ruth-hamilton-delrio I’m really craving some Lin fluff 😊  

TW: Literally the fluffiest thing I have ever written

Mi reina=my queen


You groan and fall back on your bed. After the day you had, you just want to cuddle with your husband. You know that he had a show, but it should be over by now, so you decide to call him.

You smile instantly when you hear his voice. “Hey, baby. What’s up?”

“I’m tired and want cuddles.”

“Long day?”

“Unbelievably long.”

He chuckles and walks out of the theater. “I’m on my way home now. Do you want me to pick up something to eat?”

“Please. Whatever you want.”

“Alright. I’ll be home in just a bit. Is this a problem Monty Python can solve?”

You giggle. “Is there a problem Monty Python can’t solve?”

He laughs. “I’ll be home soon, okay? How ‘bout you get a few movies to watch.”

“You have no idea how much I love you.”

“I love you, too. I’ve got to go. See you in a minute.”

“Love you. Bye.”

You grab a few movies and go back to bed, waiting for Lin to come home. You hear the door unlock and Lin’s footsteps coming to your room. He sets the food on your nightstand and slides off his coat and shoes before climbing into bed next to you. He wraps his arm around you and pulls you close to his chest, kissing the top of your head. You press play on the remote and nestle yourself into his chest while the movie plays.

You occasionally take a bit of your dinner, while Lin runs his fingers through your hair.

“Thank you.”

He looks over at you. “For what?”

“For being the best husband.”

He smiles and kisses you. “I’d do anything for you.”

“Really, though, I know you probably had something to do. I really appreciate this.”

“(Y/N). I love you to the ends of the earth. Nothing is more important than you. Now get some sleep. It’s getting late, and you have work tomorrow.” He turns off the movie and sets your empty take-out box on the nightstand.

You smile and curl into his chest. “I love you.”

“I love you, mi reina,” he mutters.


paranoid-borderline-insane  asked:

Lance about to start giving you a mild lecture about eating cookies while you lie in bed when you throw something at him while telling him to fuck off. He picks up the thing and it's a positive pregnancy test. He looks up at you with wide eyes while you offer him a cookie with a straight face. He lies on the bed next to you as you say "just let me have a moment with my cookies. I just found out I'm pregnant."

this is adorable haha yes and he smiles and says “you can have all the cookies you want”

Daddy Wednesday™

Reflections (part 2)

A/N: Alright so I couldn’t think of who would be a good right hand man for Lafayette, so I just made up a character because I needed a secretary/Mushu character. Also, I’m going to alter history a bit(or, a lot) to work for the story. Sorry!

Blog tags(if you want to be tagged to get a notification for the next(maybe final? idk) chapter just message me!): @neaeri , @superwholockbooknerd526,@jantales

Word count: 3925

The laps were pure torture. You didn’t realize just how out of shape you were until you made your last round back to the tents, nearly collapsing at the passing. Lafayette just spectated, watching from his own tent with his feet up and eating grapes as if he were king. You would punch him, if he were not your commanding officer.

You were panting, leaned over with your hands on your knees, sweat dripping down your face, and your stomach rolling. No one else seemed to be in such awful shape, but then again, no one else was a noblewoman. Your eyes looked up to your captain, glaring daggers as a smirk slid across his lips. You stood up, tall and proud as if the last laps had not happened. You could vomit later. He stood up, setting the vine down and walking over, hands hooked behind his back. As response, you gave him a sloppy salute. He chuckled, patronizing your presence.

“Tell me, enfant. Why did you even come?” He cocked a brow, and your blood began to boil.

“My name isn’t enfant, sir, it’s-” you hissed out, before cutting yourself off. You couldn’t give your real name, it’d be a dead giveaway of your sex. “William, sir.” You said the name slow and careful, as if trying to remember if the name was called. He scoffed again, making your anger rise.

“Let me see your credentials, William.” The way he said your name cause a chill to crawl up your spine, and you couldn’t tell if it was a sensual chill or an irritated one. You handed him your envelope, and he pulled out the letter, his brow narrowing. “Y/F/N Y/L/N?” He asked, looking to you and cocking a brow. You heard steps come up behind you, and a chuckle.

“I didn’t know he had a son.” You gulped hard, digging your nails into your skin. He doesn’t have a son, only you. You turn behind you and see a man come up to Lafayette, a man you saw stand next to him earlier. He seemed like a secretary of sorts. His tag read “Johnson”.

“Well, sir, he doesn’t talk about me that much.” You looked to the man beside your captain, looking over his shoulder and down at the letter. He was lean, maybe twice as old as you, and not nearly as handsome as the obnoxious man reading the letter given to your father.

“I can see why.” He spat out, pushing the letter back into your chest. You grabbed it, wide eyed and angered as he disrespected you. You gulped softly, lost for words as he began to walk away. He had made up his mind about you. You knew you’d prove him wrong.

Nothing else happened the rest of the night, dinner was uneventful despite the glares that were cast your way from around the tent. It was demeaning, and the food was less than appetizing, but with the way the day had gone, you were starved.

It wasn’t until you had escaped to your tent that you were able to relax. You released your concealed breasts, noticing a bit of bruising along the edge. Nothing you weren’t used to, considering the corsets. You let out a sigh, laying on the ground and staring at the long point of your tent. Distant voices were heard, but since you had set up your tent so far away, you couldn’t understand anything. It was easier this way, in case they did a random check, you wouldn’t be able to hide your deadly secret.

The floor was cold, and you missed your bed. More importantly, you missed your family, but that was the reason why you were here. This was hard, but it would be harder than getting a letter telling you that your father had died. That thought alone was enough to make you stay, and you accepted that. You hadn’t realized how tired your day was until you were incapable of keeping your eyes open.

A trumpet disrupted your slumber, distant, but definitely obnoxious enough to startle you awake. Still, darkness surrounded you, before dawn. Did people really get up this early just to train? You thought. An annoyed groan passed through your lips as you stood up, forcing the bandage around you before anything else. Your vision was blurry with fatigue, and you weren’t sure if you were putting on your uniform quite right. However, that didn’t matter, if you didn’t leave now you were in for an earful from an annoying Frenchman. You parted the tent, hair dangling loosely from your messy ponytail as you look out at the barely lit field. The men were already in line. Your eyes widened in frustration as swears passed through your lips. How could men get ready so quickly.

You stumbled down the hill, finishing tying up your boot as you did so, shuffling behind a few men and coming into the commander talking mid sentence. Unlike the rest of the shoulders, his shirt was off, showing off every tanned, toned muscle that he had. A gulp lodged in your throat as you collected yourself and stood in line. If you were lucky, he might not have seen you come down.

“- for the day.” He turned his body to look to the end of the line. “Thank you for joining us, L/N. I hope your beauty sleep was worth it.” Unfortunately, you weren’t that lucky.

“Sorry, sir…” you started, but chuckling beside you caused your to trail off and heat to touch your cheeks.

“Alexander, thank you for volunteering for my next subject.” You looked towards the man who chuckled, a smirk pulling at the corner of your lips. He looked at Lafayette wide eyed, opening his mouth to coming up with an excuse, but shut it the second he realized it wouldn’t help. Instead, he just grumbled and moved towards the captain. Lafayette wrapped an arm around Hamilton, who looked less than happy to be a volunteer.

“Laf, is this really-”

“I want you to climb up that pole,” he gestured to a pole at least 30 feet tall and had quite a bit of girth as well, enough so that you couldn’t wrap your arms around it, “and retrieve the American flag. Do you understand?” He asked, cocking a brow, smirking down at him. Hamilton rolled his eyes and walked over to the pole. From the pale light now peaking over the mountains, you could see it was most likely a log, a blunt ending just above

“Yeah, I can. And I’ll do it with my shirt on.” He chuckled, preparing to climb the intimidating pole.

“Hold on, amie.” Lafayette cut Alexander’s movements off, and walked over to Johnson who was holding a box. “You didn’t think I was going to let it be that easy, did you?” He chuckled as Laurens’ shoulders fell.

“No, of course not, cap’n,” he mocked, crossing his arms over his chest. You could tell that the two, as well as Laurens and Mulligan, were all friends and allies. If anyone else were to sass Lafayette, they’d get scolded. Instead, he walked over with two spheres in his hands, leather straps dangling down. Once he was beside Hamilton, he lifted one up and rested it in his hands, still holding on.

La vaillance. Valor, courage.” He said, his accent thick and beautiful. He finally dropped his hands from Hamilton’s grasp, watching the large bronze disk drag him down. There was chuckling from the group. Once Alexander had regained his composure, Lafayette handed him the other disk. “Le puissance. Power, strength.” Again, Alexander nearly collapsed, and the irony caused more chuckles to erupt among the crowd. He stood up with a blush, sighing and looking to the pole, one disk for each arm.

“Watch and learn boys!” Hamilton called out, cocky. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. He lept on the pole, lacking grace, and tried to shuffle up. Without the weights, it would’ve been easy, but they began dragging him down, making it difficult to lift his arms above his head to grab further up. He began sliding down, until his butt hit the ground with a thud.

This process continued, including you, it all ended with a thud on the ground and an inability to reach the top pole.

But things weren’t always so equal.

Training was beyond intense ou fell behind on running hikes, you had probably caught yourself in barbwire more times than you can count, and for someone who was fed a silver spoon her entire life, building up stamina proved difficult. The three men, Hamilton, Laurens, and Mulligan, continuously made your life difficult. Sometimes, your failure was their fault, other times, you were just inept.

Lafayette condescended you. He repeatedly insulted the entire group, but you seemed to be his least favorite. He’d say you were hopeless, and there was no way to make you into a man. About a month had passed when his patience war thin, and you were sitting on a log, taking off your shoes to tend to your sore feet. His shadow loomed over you in the light of the pale of the moon, and his hand wrapped around your horse’s rein.

“You aren’t suited for the rage of war. Pack and go home, before you get yourself killed. How could I make a man out of you?” He said, his face stone cold as he dropped the rope in your lap and walked away. Your shoulders fell as he said the harsh words, and for a brief moment, you knew he was right. Would it be easier to go home, to face your family after you betrayed them? Your home would be a prison, and a temple to mock by the neighbors since their daughter ran away and didn’t do anything when she returned.

No, that wasn’t fair.

You stood up, determination in your eyes. The stress of the day evaporated instantly as you looked at the unyielding pole, the flag flickering with the gentle wind. The disks sat at the bottom, people occasionally trying again and again, but never succeeding. You stood at the base of the pole, staring up the long shaft and grimacing. It was so tall, you shook your head and grabbed the disks, noticing that despite your failed efforts at training, the disks were still easier to lift. It gave you satisfaction to say the least.

Again and again,  you climbed up the pole with your arms secured around it, but again and again, you never got passed ten feet before sliding back down to the cold ground, chilled by the night. You let out a hushed, aggravated sigh as you looked at the disks, the main reason for your failure. For a moment you just sat there in defeat, trying to think of an alternate way. Your father would say that the definition of insanity is doing the same exact thing over and over again, and expecting a different result.

So, why not try something different?

A smile slid across your lips as you stood up. “I’m thinking about this all wrong,” you mutter, lifting up the disks and looking at both of them. “They’re not an obstacle…” you swung the disks around the thick log, and they easily wrapped around each other and clanked as they settled. “They’re the solution.”

Tugging on the ropes to make sure they were secure as you began to climb the pole, one foot at a time. It was rough, god it hurt every muscle in your body, but you were getting farther than you had the entire night. Mountains surrounded you, but you could feel the tickle of the sunlight peak up above the horizon. Did the bugle blow? You couldn’t tell, all you could hear was subtle ringing, and what sounded like cheering. You didn’t dare look down, you were so close to the top. All you had to do was sit, unhinge the flag, and you’d be done. You’d have proven yourself.

As your thoughts raced, your foot slipped, causing your body to slam into the pole. Your grip tightened, making sure not to fall from this height despite the shaking in your hands and the white of your knuckles. You kept going, just five more feet. Beads of sweat had trickled down your neck just like so many other times this past month, but none were more satisfying than when you realized that you were now sitting on top of the log, looking down at the cheering men. Quickly, you grabbed the flag, waving it around.

At that time, you saw Lafayette emerge from his tent, confused as to why his soldiers were causing such a commotion. You let the flag fall from your hands and fall onto his head before he could look up and see who retrieved it. The disks sat on your shoulder, and you have never felt prouder than when the Marquis himself smiled proudly up at you.

It was that moment of confidence that allowed you to continue with ease. The group of boys were decent to you, in fact aided you in some cases. You grew stronger, faster, smarter. You even were able to take down Lafayette in one-on-one combat training. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t feel good to kick him in the face. After the pole, he never disrespected you again.

While all was well and good, nothing could beat swimming in the pond about a half a mile from camp. Just because you looked like a man didn’t mean you had to smell like one. It wasn’t too deep, maybe 7 feet, and it was heated from the blistering sun’s rays on the surface all day. It felt nice on the sore muscles. Your horse was there as a place to put your clothes, so you didn’t have to put it on the ground. He was tied to a tree as you dived into the water, revelling in the feeling of being clean. You let out a long sigh, feeling the freedom of your chest relax on the water. By now, your breasts had gotten used to the bruising, but it still felt good. Like taking off a corset after the end of a long day. This was utter bliss.

Of course, that didn’t last long. Ripples disrupted your balance and your body collapsed into the water, looking up and seeing Lafayette’s secretary, Johnson, staring at you with a surprised look, before it relaxed. You were speechless, wide eyed, nervous.

“I-I…” You stuttered out, your cheeks bright red and covering your chest, even though the murky water hid it. He of course, saw, since you were on the surface. He just held up a hand.

“I know why your father never talked about his son, because he always boasted about his daughter.” He walked in further, causing you to shrink away. “I wouldn’t worry about it, I don’t exactly prefer women.” He scoffed, and that alone allowed you to relax. He was in the same boat as you, if the general found out, you’d both be hanged for joining the army. He wouldn’t tell because you wouldn’t.

“When did you figure it out?” You asked, cocking a brow as you sat in a more shallow part of the pool.

“The second you created an alias. I know everyone that comes in and out of the army, every noble and their immediate family.” He looked over at you calmly, washing himself. “The captain is clueless, don’t worry.” You nodded in response, rubbing your arms a bit to get rid of dirt.

“Thank you…” You said, feeling better about the situation. He nodded, turning around and looking at the scenario.

“You’re either brave, or stupid, Miss Y/N L/N.” he scoffed as you glared at him, shaking his head. “Either way, you better stay underwater, because I know there are a couple of things they’ll be bound to notice.” He gaze shifted to the trail as three men, three very specific men, stripped as they ran and jumped into the water. You felt yourself heat up as you swam to the center, using a lilypad to guard yourself from their gaze.

“William!” Hamilton called out.

“H-hey guys, how’s it going?” You asked, your voice deepening once more. Johnson just sat around idly, the boys didn’t even know it. “I was just washing up, but I’m clean now, and I’m going to go, bye bye.” You dipped behind the rock to hide.

“Oh come on, don’t be shy!” he continued, watching Alexander swim over with Hercules. He draped his arm around you. Instantly, you sank away, swimming behind the rock.

“We’re sorry bout the way we treated you, but we can chill now, right?” He asked, wiggling his brows and laughing as they waded over. “How about we start over. I’m John Laurens,” he shook your hand and afterwards you pulled away, smiling awkwardly as you ran right into a large form.

“And I’m Hercules Mulligan.” He said, mimicking Laurens’ tone. An awkward laugh escapes your lips.

“Hello, Hercules Mulligan.” you repeated, feeling heat return to your cheeks as you realized you were against a very, very naked man.

“And I’m Alexander Hamilton, king of the rock.” You gaze looked up at the boulder you were hiding behind to find Alex standing tall and proud of what he had. You immediately looked down as Mulligan pulled away. “And there’s nothing you princesses can do about it.” You muttered a prayer as you made sure to keep your gaze overt. Laurens just laughed.

“Oh yeah?” Laurens boasted, laughing and nudging you. “Well I think Will and I can take you down!” You gulped and swam away, looking to Johnson for help. He was holding back laughter and you wanted to smack him.

“I really don’t want to take him anywhere.” You replied, gulping. Laurens began to swim after you.

“What? But we have to fight!” You held up a finger as you kept moving away.

“No, we don’t. We could just… close our eyes and… swim around!” You suggested, offering a smile as John grabbed your arm.

“C’mon, don’t be such a-”

“Snake!” Johnson shouted, stumbling out of the water in a beautiful dramatic display. While you knew what he was doing, the others didn’t, and began yelling like children and climbing on the rock. You took this opportunity to walk back on shore and grab your towel from your horse, wrapping it around you. You let out a sigh, rubbing your arms.

“Boy… that was close.” You said, Johnson already having his clothes on.

“You can say that again.” You offered a smile as thanks, gripping the towel tighter as you began to wring out your hair.

“I never want to see a naked man ag-” Before you could finish speaking, what seemed like the rest of the camp came running past you, all men, all naked. You felt violated. Johnson, who has yet to give his first name, chuckled.

“Come on, get dressed.” He said, using himself to let you do so as he watched the men, what seemed to be one specific man , swim around. You didn’t inquire, but found it charming that he had a crush. You slipped on your tunic and tights, wrapping the cloth more loosely since the tunic was blocky on your form anyways.

“Thanks Johnson.” You said, tying your hair back.

“Adam, you’re welcome.” He smiled back as you began moving down the path.

The walk started out silent, a simple walk back to camp under the moonlight of the evening, you’ve been in similar position, except you were in ornate attire and the man walking with you was definitely straight. Adam cut the air with his sigh.

“So, why’d you do it?” He asked, cocking a brow and looking at you. For a moment you hesitated, but decided you needed someone to confide in.

“My father isn’t…. He’s sick. He was going to force himself out here and I can’t…” Your voice faded, but he didn’t need clarification.

“That’s selfish, don’t you think?” You opened your mouth to argue, but no words came out. He was right. It was selfish of you to leave your family and worry about your wellbeing, but…

“I have way more of a chance than he could, and that’s enough for me.” You concluded, raising your head up and seeing the tents. Adam chuckled.

“Well, they may not be there physically, but you certainly have the balls to be a man.” You both laughed, and it made you realize that a month ago, you would’ve been repulsed by such a comment.

“William,” you heard a French accent interrupt your laughter. You looked over to see Lafayette standing outside his tent with the flap open. His expression was stoic. You glanced at Adam briefly, before walking toward your captain. Adam mentioned he had patrol anyways. Lafayette held the flap open for you as you walked in.

“Is something wrong, sir?” you inquired, looking at him with a furrowed brow.

“On the contrary, I called you here because I wanted to formally, well, informally praise you.” The stoic expression broke as he shook your hand. It was warm, callused, large in comparison with yours. It caused your heart to skip a beat. A gulp lodged in your throat as he pulled away suddenly, only able to nod before swallowing.

“Thank you sir, but I don’t understand.” You muttered, watching Lafayette sit at his desk. His smile remained as he watched you, scanning your features.

“Well, enfant, I almost sent you home. In the matter of two week after, you became on of my top soldiers. I’m glad you’re stubborn.” He chuckled leaning back before standing up again, he seemed as though he was fidgeting, as though a thought was crossing his mind that he didn’t want. He let out a sigh, “I’m worried about the front lines,” he admitted. “General Washington said he’d write as soon as they reached camp, and that should’ve been two weeks ago. I have to wondered if maybe something happened or he’s given up on me, I-”

“Pardon me, sir but that’s a load of crap.” You blurted, interrupting him. The comment shocked him, as well as yourself, but you continued. “If it weren’t for you, sir, I wouldn’t have had the ability to overcome my weakness and be the wo.. Person I am today.” You said, a soft smile touching your lips. “I couldn’t ask for a better captain.” He looked at, an expression that you couldn’t read crossing his sharp, handsome features. You’d add that he was also beautiful to look at, but that might not work out well. He took a couple steps toward you, opening his mouth to say something, and you felt your heart skip a beat as you watched his eyes in curiosity.

“Captain!” Adam burst into the tent panting, and holding a letter. You were broken from your trance as both you and Lafayette looked at his secretary. “Urgent news from the general!” His expression returned to its stiff nature, grabbing the letter as his eyes glazed over it. He looked up to you, and then to Adam.

“He wants us on the front lines,” He said, almost in shock. You felt your gut tighten in unwanted fear, but shoved it down as you looked at him and drew in a breath.

“Well, looks like we’re going to war.” You said.


Dates with Jeon Jungkook ♚♛ || Masterist || Aesthetics ||

Dates with Jeon Jungkook would include:

♚ Shy smiles, a lot of them.

♚ Compliments out of the blue.

♚ Food dates, tons. 

♚ Him feeding you all the time, because he is just a cutie & loves sharing food.

♚ Staring, and giggling all the time.

♚ “Why are you staring at me?”

♚ “Cause you’re too beautiful” Smiles

♚ Blushing.

♚ Making weird faces to each other.

♚ Receiving lots of selfies from him, w/ the maknae line occasionally.

♚ Shy kisses when you’re in public.

♚ Piggyback rides whenever you want.

♚ Lots and lots of cuddles, cause yes.

♚ “You should eat more vegetables”

♚ “Meat is what the muscle needs”

♚ “You’re such an idiot.”

♚ “And i love you too.”

♚ “I love you too”

| Jimin |  Taehyung | Hoseok | Namjoom | Yoongi | Seokjin | soon

bonzu-no-shinai  asked:

Hello again. I have a few things to get off of my chest. 1 remember the episode that ended with jack showing danny it was a video 2 why the sam and tuck bots 3 anytime when danny gets weakened in ghost forme, but still retains his forme, i thirst 4 in the episode with the blood blossoms, as danny is affected, his aura is red Please these 4 fucking things have been plaguing me, conversation is needed! Love- Kryztel


1. It was so unnecessary, he could have just told him that the whole house is gonna get blown to shit, but nah, lets watch this pointless animation of our house blowing up and eat ice cream while watching.

2. Danny wanted to beat the shit out of Tucker but not the fleshy one. The Sam bot because he’s a fuck boi.

3. Probably instinct cause he doesn’t want anyone to see him change, and/or he knows his human half is super weak and he’s as good as completely dead if he changed in the middle of a fight no matter how weak he becomes.

4. His aura also changed when that prison food got dumped on him and that plagues me more. As for the blood blossoms, i’m guessing it was the animators way of telling us he’s in pain or some shit, like him screaming in agony wasn’t a clue enough.