it was just a quick idea

can i share a lil enemies to lovers lucy/lena w a side karolsen/lena x sara boarding school au idea i just had w yall real quick…

anonymous asked:

Oh just a quick fix I think it's "no me dejes" instead of "no me dejas" anyways I loved the drabble with Jaime and if you could write another one with "We’re hiding from the authorities and it’s very close quarters in here, I can feel your body against mine" I'd honestly cry 💕💕

“I told you this was a bad idea,” you pant, leaning back against the damp wall of the warehouse. “This was a really, really bad idea.”

“Okay, I get it,” he nearly spits, bending over and resting his hands on his knees. “Next time, we’ll go with your plan.”

The sound of angry footsteps echoes throughout the hall, and you curse as you pull him closer by his shoulders, pressing the two of you as flat against the wall as possible.

“Power down your armor,” you hiss, shaking him slightly.

“W-wha–”

“Your eyes, Jaime. They glow in the suit. Power. Down. Your. Armor.”

He makes a soft noise in acknowledgment and, against Khaji Da’s reluctance, he allows the suit to retract, nearly yelping when you grab him by his shirt-collar and yank him closer.

“Shit,” he spits through grit teeth, bracing his arms against the wall. He can feel you tense underneath him as voices bounce around the empty corridor, and he prays to anything that might be listening that your clothes are dark enough to keep you hidden. He watches from his peripherals as the thugs tear through the room, barking orders to each other.

He presses even closer, trying his hardest to shield you and ignoring the warmth of your body against his own. He shudders slightly from the feel of your breath panting softly against his ear, and in a fleeting moment of desperation, he wishes that the two of you were pressed so close in a different context.

He pushes the thought to the back of his mind, however, and he waits anxiously until the room is cleared and the thugs move on. The both of you let out sighs, and you deflate against him, resting your forehead against his shoulder and giggling softly.

Everything goes blank, then, and he faintly registers the sound of Khaji Da tittering angrily, but he pays it no mind as he tangles his fingers in your hair and tilts your head back, surging forward and slanting his mouth over yours. You grunt in surprise, but you don’t resist, leaning into his desperate kiss as you fist your hands in the material of his shirt before moving to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer.

The two of you stay like that, for a moment, kissing each other desperately, taking all that the other will give, before you finally come to your senses and shove him away, panting softly as you wipe at your mouth.

“As much as I’d like to keep making out, we’re still not done here,” you point out, smirking wryly. “Let’s finish the mission and then we can continue where we left off, yeah? I don’t really feel like getting a lecture from Nightwing.”

As fuzzy as Jaime’s brain is, he can at least nod dumbly, starting slightly when Khaji Da breaks out his armor.

“That was completely unnecessary, Jaime Reyes,” the Scarab scolds. “I could have easily powered down the armor without exposing you.”

“I know,” he says quietly, grinning to himself as he starts to follow behind you. “But there’s no fun in that, hermano. None at all.”

I sometimes remember that I met robin and I just start laughing to myself???

the photo op went really quick and honestly I don’t remember most of it, but I’m still crying in my soul about getting his autograph. 

he already knew my name because of the little post it note so one of the first things he said to me was my name 😍 I was also clearly just speechless/blanking because I had no idea what to say to him (listen, he’s so beautiful and so nice I couldn’t think straight) so he asked me how I was which that led to a small conversation. during that he signed the photo I picked, which was of abernathy because blonde gives robin is life and he seemed happy that I chose that one.

after that I gave him the letter I wrote (I almost chickened out honestly) and because he was so nice about it and I was on a bit of a high at this point, I asked him if I could have a hug (which was something I’d been debating about asking) and he said “of course you can” and let me tell you that hug was one of the highlights of the weekend 😭💜

you guys, he’s so beautiful in every way. he’s a literal ray of sunshine and I feel like I’ve ascended honestly 💜💜💜

Quick Update

Hey,so I decided not to delete my blog. Yesterday was a really hard day for me and I had a small emotional breakdown. I’m sorry for bothering you with my whining,you probably don’t care either way. But for those who do-thank you,you have no idea how much I appreciate you! Also I’m sorry for not replying to your meessages,I’ll do thata later,I promise. I’m feeling good now,so you don’t have to worry. I’m not gonna post anything for a little while tho,because I need some rest and I have my first super important exam tomorrow,so please keep me in your mind tomorrow. Thank you,I hope you all have a great day! We’ll return to normal scheduled memes and yelling about youtubers very soon!

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Jellybots started as a number of character designs back in 2011- (which started as an attempt to prove to a friend that Beard Holograms are a sweet idea) then some more designs, and eventually a mini comic and a longer comic pitch (very just *almost* a series of GNs) and persistent dreams about wanting to do something bold and colorful and sci-fi/fantasy about growing up and mixing in major personal influences in a very particular sort of way that haven’t left me alone (despite never feeling like I have enough time or followthrough to do it justice). A quick googling should fill in some of the details but suffice it to to say: Jbots is my little personal project about kids and monsters, and a story world I’ve been taking trips to for years. Most characters are based, if loosely, on my irl friends. #DailyJellyJam is a month long attempt to take some of my own advice: one push-up is better than no push-ups! And a little bit of dreaming a day is better than no dreaming at all. So, at the suggestion of @erkshnrt, I’m making time to do some low-stakes worldbuilding at the glacial pace of no money, and I sincerely hope you guys are enjoying it! :)) Above is a sampling of some of the work that’s come together across the last few years- it’s all evolving and much is outdated and likely to be revised, but hopefully it gives you more of a sense of The Thing, or at least how gelatinous sausage gets made ;) new art momentarily!

Daily updates and process videos on Instragram:
https://www.instagram.com/nicholaskole/

just a quick art of cuphead as a high school student 

(emphasis on the high part)

is this something random I came up with? NOPE!

this is actually another lovely AU idea thing of my quest AU, called “Higschool version of thebbros” made by @smol-sinner-artist

apparently Cup’s the main character in this one… seems legit;

and he’s an idiot stuck in a high school full of nerds; I remember that feel -_-

you guys can go check it out if you wanna 😉

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Sometimes I feel myself getting stuck in a CAS rut and a lot of my sims end up looking very similar. I’ve seen these types of click and drag generators often as writing resources, or as silly games to predict the “future” and thought it might be interesting to tailor it and incorporate it directly into the sims so I’ve thrown a quick one together. Everything is still quite open-ended so it’s all up for personal interpretation, it’s just a push to get you started. 

*Note: I included alien and vampire under gender. If you get one of these options, feel free to drag again until you get male/female to determine the gender, or choose it yourself. Like I said this isn’t set in stone and is more for inspiration than hardcore rules. If you don’t have the vampire pack, just pull a different result. No biggie.

By no means do I take any form of credit for this idea, I’m sure it’s probably even been done on simblr in the past, I just wanted to throw my hat in the ring and thought I’d share it with all you lovelies as well. x

Might make a fun challenge too? tag your creations as #clickanddragcas or something and see what this prompts us all to make maybe idk!! just have fun nd make cute sims

just a quick idea

Criminals AU starring

  • pre-serum Steve Rogers as a talented forger with strong, Robin-Hood-inspired morals
  • James Barnes as a dangerous hitman with more warrants on his head than tattoos on his skin
  • and T’Challa as a brilliant cat burglar with a borderline obsessively sweet tooth

The three of them have exactly four things in common: their criminal records, their impressive reputation, their mark (a sleazy CEO named Obadiah Stane) and their shared interest in Tony Stark, a brilliant but under-payed young engineer at Stane Industries. The comic books weren’t kidding when they said leading a double life is hard, but staying on right side of the law when the most genuine person you’ve ever met keeps getting hurt because of it is damn near impossible.

ishipcreekhoe  asked:

How old r u guys??

CRAIG: I mean, we put everything else on the internet.

TWEEK: THAT’S DIFFERENT!! THERE’S A SYSTEM- YOU CAN PUT EVERYTHING ON THE INTERNET EXCEPT YOUR AGE AND LOCATION!!!

CRAIG: But they already know we live in South Park.

TWEEK: AND NOW THEY KNOW OUR AGE TOO, GOOD JOB CRAIG!

CRAIG: We’re doing fine in school, thanks for asking.

Quick Supergirl rant

Honestly I’m still, 2 weeks later, pissed the fuck off over the Maggie/Kara conflict, ie. blatant lie the CW made up just for conflict purposes. I can’t remember a time Kara has ever tried to solve a problem by punching her way out before she has tried to talk her way out of things. It’s a lesson she learnt in Human For A Day and has always tried to talk to people, usually before Alex can have a chance at shooting them. Remember how much Kara tried to talk down Astra for most of season 1 and she was getting through to her, and Alex went straight for the kill? If anything, the words/fists argument should have been between Maggie and Alex, since Alex shoots first asks questions never and even went as far to blow up CADMUS while she was in the building.

And then in Resist, when Kara tries to talk Rhea down from invading Earth, and in fact fucks the whole plan to blow up the mothership because Alex had to wait to fire the cannon and then it got destroyed, because Kara wanted to talk to Rhea. 

I’m not even gunna talk about the fact that Maggie just happened to know who Guardian is despite never being told, and the blatant reuse of the mind controlled family member at the end of the penultimate episode that has to fight Kara into the final episode. 

Honestly it’s like they hire a new writer every week and make sure whoever they hire hasn’t seen a single episode of Supergirl.

What I Read This Week

(4/16/17)

With all the Easter events I totally forgot to do “what I read this week” yesterday! Sorry!

Don’t You Know That’s the Way Love Comes? by ken_ichijouji (dommific), Gen, 10k (WIP)
Deputy Director of the Parks Department Victor Nikiforov gets the surprise of his life when the city government gets a visit from a pair of auditors. SO GOOD

Of Bright Stars and Burning Hearts by Reiya, Explicit, 44k (WIP)
Part 2 of the Rivals series and companion fic to ‘Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches’. One small change alters the course of both Viktor and Yuuri’s entire lives, throwing them into a bitter rivalry that spans across many years and creates a world where they both tell a very different side to the story. I’M DYIN THIS IS SO SO AMAZING MY POOR SON VIKTOR I LOVE HIM

Masquerade by Ashida, Explicit, 74k (WIP)
“Just say the word.” came the whisper as Victor stepped close, behind them Yuuri was aware of guns out and at the ready, of confused men and questioned loyalties, here Victor was offering, and Yuuri was too selfish to say no.
“Ok.” Yuuri smiled as this game of masquerade came to an end, what would happen now, he didn’t know, he would probably die, his family would come after him and try to put a knife in his back or a bullet between his eyes, none of it mattered, because together they would fight, and the rest of the world would finally burn. The update killed me…. oh man I love love love love love love love this fic!

Twenty-Five Hours by 0lizzybennet0, Mature, 22k (WIP)
In which Yuuri spends a 25 hour flight next to Victor Nikiforov, skating legend, and feels it might simultaneously be the best and worst thing that has ever happened to him. ADHIUVBSDHIAFBDALHJBCDHJLS I AM YELLING THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE FICS

Language Barriers by Galloping_Monroe, Teen, 182k (WIP)
Victor Nikiforov had always wanted to travel the world. When an opportunity arises to spend his final year of university study abroad, he is quick to leap at the chance. Yuri Katsuki only applied because his friend forced him to. He’s just trying to get through the year, keep his head down and his grades up. Victor has other ideas. SUCH a good fic!

Like a Fairytale by lucycamui, Teen, 73k
In which Prince Victor gets swept off his feet at a royal banquet and will go to any length to find his ‘Cinderella’ Yuuri. (And Phichit is the fairy godmother who has no idea what he’s doing). THE ENDING WAS SO CUTE <3

Nerve Endings by Phyona, Explicit, 62k (WIP)
When Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg, they have to work through Yuuri’s anxiety and Victor’s secrets to find their balance. aaaaaaAAAAAAAAA

Met by Accident (Shall We Skate?-YOIWeek2017) by paxton1976, Explicit, 293k (WIP)
Viktor is having the worst day of his life. He overslept and is late for work. To make things even better, he rear-ended the car in front of him. His attitude quickly changes when he lays eyes on the other driver. The man was shorter than him by a few inches. He had jet black hair that was slicked back with a bit of gel. His glasses left something to be desired, but Viktor admired those large chocolate brown eyes. Simply put, he was fucking gorgeous. I have been utterly obsessed with this fic!

Right Off His Feet by EmilianaDarling, Mature, 7.4k
One of Yuuri’s hands is sliding around his waist, guiding him effortlessly until they’re dancing together. Really dancing together, and Viktor forgets to think, to breathe. Yuuri’s so close that Viktor can feel the heat of his breath against the back of his neck, the warmth of his skin through his clothes. Then he closes his eyes, leans into the touch, and gives in completely as he lets Yuuri lead. This fic is AMAZING! Must read!

Victor!!! In IKEA by victoryinthestars, Gen, 1.9k
What happens when some of the best skaters in Russia help a lovestruck living legend, who’s always lived alone, prepare for his fiancée to move in? A trip or six to IKEA, of course. SO funny and a nice fic to read after some serious angst!

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Here’s to another week of great fic reading! Be sure to give the authors some love!

peer tutor || montgomery de la cruz

request: Pretty please with a cherry on top can you write something with Montgomery where the reader is a shy/sweet/innocent/nerd !!!! Love you sooo much 💕
pairing: (y/n) x montgomery
word count: 1 173
notes: okay this is v rushed and v not good and i feel terrible and my content is not quality okay cool
listen to: til’ kingdom come - coldplay

Originally posted by despairingfever

“(Y/N), can I please speak to you and Montgomery in the classroom?”

You, the sweet, introverted, band geek, were just finishing packing up everything from your locker for the long weekend, until you were interrupted by your teacher, who was busy talking to Montgomery De La Cruz, the cocky, extroverted, asshole jock.

Quickly bidding Alex Standall, your closest friend, goodbye, you picked up your bass and backpack, and made your way into the classroom with the teacher and Montgomery, who might I add, was staring holes into your back the entire time.

“Look, Montgomery. I’m going to make it very clear that you are on the rim of failing my class. You’re passing, currently, with a 53%. I’m also going to make it very clear that the likelihoods of you getting into any college with a mark below a 60% in English is very, very slim.”

You had a slight idea of where this conversation was going, and as much as you found Montgomery physically attractive, he had a personality that definitely did not match his looks.

“(Y/N), you may know where I’m heading with this topic, but I want you to tutor Montgomery in English, until he gets his marks up to at least a 70%. I’ve already talked to him briefly about having a peer tutor, and he specifically asked for you. Now, what’s in it for you, is that this could potentially be used as extra-credit. As well as volunteer hours which look stunning on university applications, especially UCDavis.”

Your eyes widened, stunned at the idea that Montgomery wanted you as his peer tutor.

What am I to him? Why would he want me as his peer tutor?

Sure, you could sometimes feel his eyes on you in class or in the cafeteria, but you only thought of it as him looking at you because your the shy, quiet girl who doesn’t talk at all to anyone except Alex Standall; who’s practically Montgomery’s worst enemy.

You looked over at him, and saw his hazel eyes boring straight into your (e/c) eyes with a smile gracing his face.

Not his usually cocky,
or lusty,
or arrogant smile.

But a genuine smile that seemed to convey so much more than what it held.

And it was at that moment you broke. “Yes, Ms. Clark, I would be more than willing to help Mr. De La Cruz with English.”

Montgomery seemed to release a breath that he was keeping in for the past minutes and the teacher clapped her hands happily. “Perfect, okay! You’ll start today, I’ve reserved a table for the two of you in the library, happy studying!” She ushered you out of the class and shut the door on you before you could object.

Her quick change in behaviour slightly startled you, but you took nothing important of it.

You shuffled from on your feet awkwardly, not knowing how to approach the situation of talking to an attractive boy that seemed to show some interest in you. “Should we… go to the library?”

Montgomery smiled at your awkwardness and let out a quiet laugh. “Yeah. Yeah, we should.” And with that the two of you began your silent trek to the place of quiet and learning.

You were quite comfortable with silence, Montgomery, however, was not.

“So, you play the bass? I used to play, when I was smaller.” You immediately piped up at his incorrect grammar and fixed him.

“Younger, actually. You used to play when you were younger, not smaller…” Trailing off, you realized what you had said and thought that you had ruined your chances of being able to befriend him.

“Right, right, see? I’m glad I have you now as a tutor. To fix all my mistakes.”

The two of you exchanged a smile and walked in silence to the library.

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