meet the beats

overwatch canon according to background info: the world has recently come out of one of the most violent and destructive wars in history and is now moving forward into a new era with the challenges of accommodating a new race of robotic citizens. a second crisis has broken out in russia and australia has been reduced to a nuclear wasteland. with the world in such an unstable condition, a group of heroes from the first war’s era, who had been disbanded following public denouncement despite their efforts to protect humanity, must come together to carry out clandestine operations in order to defend the very people who turned their backs on them

overwatch canon according to the game: twelve randomly selected people meet up and beat the shit out of each other 

I need a fic where Supergirl and Livewire exchange hate mail regularly…

Kara randomly just receives a postcard from hawaii or new zealand or france saying: Saw you get beat up on the news… your form is off… coming for ya blondie…

Livewire always hangs around long enough to get return mail, usually on the back of a gaudy greeting card that Kara found in some back alley gift shop, filled with a really bad pun and a quip about Supergirl being in top shape…

Then once a year, they meet up… beat the absolute crap out of each other, then part ways…

2 weeks later, Kara receives another postcard from Tahiti… bet you wish you were here instead of in a hospital bed… that was a nasty fall you took… shame you’re bulletproof…

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The Girl of my Dreams.

you know what i truly deeply want?

a fic where young tom riddle meets newt scamander …. like how would that even go down

reyes-vdal  asked:

if you still have your requests open, maybe companions react to Sole kissing them in order to keep quiet around enemies? maybe romanced companions too? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) but fantastic blog btw c:

Cait: “Why don’t you shut your damn-” Sole cuts her off mid-hiss, stifling the angry whisper so the passing enemies don’t catch wind of her theatrics. Cait’s caught off-guard, and briefly considers throwing Sole off just out of spite. But, Sole’s lips are awfully nice. Tossing them into battle would just be rude. So, grudgingly, Cait lets herself be silenced, even returning the kiss near the end.

Codsworth: “Ah… Mx. Sole, I appreciate the intent, but putting your mouth on my speaker will not actually muffle the sounds. The reverberation inside my torso will-” A barrage of gunfire pelts the cover to their side. “I see that perhaps now was not the best time to correct you.”

Curie: Her squeak is adorable to say the least, and she turns very still, her hands curling into her pants, or the dirt if they’re lying on soft ground. Sole’s looking around her, keeping an eye on the enemies, but Curie is transfixed, baffled by this strange act of “kissing.” Sole has to gently pull away when she gets a little too distracted by experimenting with it.

Danse: The paladin isn’t mouthy at the best of times, but he must have been talking just a little too loud for Sole to hush him up just then. He doesn’t say anything. His cheeks flame red and he goes very still, thinking that he must be imagining what Sole just did. He’s almost thankful when the shooting starts, as it allows him to hide the burning color in his face.

Deacon: He pulls away, startled. The sound of his movement gives them away, and the pair have to scramble to fight off the baddies. Sole apologizes sheepishly, and Deacon waves them off with a embarrassed chuckle. “Sure, sure. I get what you were going for, and I know I’m irresistible-” He flashes finger guns at them. “-but you have to give me a little warning. Thanks.”

Dogmeat: He goes still, tail pointed up with Sole’s hands on his face and their lips on his nose. His ears point straight up, but he’s as quiet as can be. He’s a very good boy, and gets rewarded with headpats when the enemies pass. 

Hancock: Whatever he was saying becomes a pleased hum when Sole’s lips meet his. Without missing a beat, he returns the kiss, catching Sole off-guard, but not in a bad way. The ghoul might not have much lip left, but he knows how to use what he’s got. Poor Sole ends up being seduced after that. They should know better than to get a lecherous mayor in the mood.

Nick Valentine: He’s shocked. This is not something he’s had to deal with for a long time, though he can’t say he hasn’t thought about it. His hands flail for a minute, ghosting over Sole’s body before awkwardly resting on their hips. He feels like a schoolboy seeing his first boob all over again. Though, if Sole likes the flabbergasted look on his face, he could seeing a lot more than that later.

MacCready: Hot damn. He’s allowed to swear in his head, right? For a moment, he curses himself for not brushing his teeth yesterday. He never brushes his teeth, but he always thinks he will. And he should have done it yesterday. Now he just has to savor the feeling of Sole’s mouth until they pull away and he has to shoot some bastards with a tent in his jeans.

Piper: Her cheeks tint a pretty shade of pink. Her eyebrows lift, and she takes the moment to try and kiss… good. Kiss better? Kiss well? She’s not sure what the right word is. She ends up sticking her tongue in Sole’s mouth in an attempt to be “seductive,” which makes Sole burst into giggles and defeats the point of trying to be quiet anyway.

Preston: He goes quiet until the enemies’ footsteps fade away, then gently pulls back from Sole’s lips. “Take me out to dinner first?” he asks with a smile. He and Sole giggle, but then the giggles fade, and their eyes meet. The silence lasts a few seconds before Preston goes in for another kiss, and, well…

Strong: “HUMAN NOT EAT STRONG.” Whoopsie, now they’re being shot at. Poor Sole. They tried.

X6-88: When Sole pulls away, X6 sounds almost irritated. “There were better ways to handle that situation,” he says, though the annoyance is mostly to hide his surprise. No one’s ever kissed him like that before. No one’s ever kissed him before, period. Later, much later, he musters the confidence to ask: “So… what you did, three days ago. During the… stealth maneuver. What was your motivation behind that?”

New SB TIP: Lie about about your last arrangement!

When you’re talking to a POT, it’s guaranteed that he’s going to ask you “Have you had an arrangement before?” I don’t care if you have or have not, but you should answer “YES!”. If you say no, he’s going to take advantage of your inexperience and lowball you. 

What is your dream arrangement that you are trying to obtain? Is it $500 for pay-for-play? Is it a platonic relationship with shopping sprees and plenty of gifts? Or a monthly allowance? Whatever arrangement you are trying to obtain, LIE and say that your last arrangement was like that. Your imaginary “last” arrangement should be your ideal arrangement that you are trying to obtain. If you want around $500 for pay-per-meet, say that your last arrangement was set up like that. If you want a monthly allowance, say your last arrangement was set up like that. Men are competitive and will want to meet or even beat your last arrangement. And if your POT doesn’t want to meet it, he’s not worth your time. Don’t sell yourself short on what you need. 

For me, I said that my last arrangement was a $5k monthly allowance for once a week meet ups. It wasn’t until I started lying about having a prior arrangement that I got serious offers from POTs of $4-5k a month! When I was honest and told POTs that I’ve never had an arrangement before, one told me that the most I could ever get from a SD is $500-$1000 a month MAX. And if I wanted any more than that, I’d have to date incredibly old and bat shit crazy men. He told me no SD would underwrite over $1000 a month. THIS IS FALSE. He told me these things to make it appear like his $300 pay-per-play offer to me was gold. 

Lie and you’ll be able to separate the salt from the sugar. The salt won’t waste your time trying to convince you to accept their sleazy offers if they know that you have had better. 

Love you all. Stay safe and find yourself some sugar.

Flame Pattern

I’m not even sure if Ace’ll be in Alabasta or if he’ll pop by for a visit at a later date yet, but somebody asked for this, so here we are. Enjoy block of text wrote upon a phone

Ace’s mouth pops open in surprise, and while he’s aware of Luffy stealing the leg of meat from between his hands, he can’t quite drum up the willpower to tear his gaze from the sight before him. Luffy gets away with his little theft today, because this Ace is faced with presents itself a huge distraction.

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Ship: Captain!Jungkook | Soldier!Reader
Description: Mulan!AU | War is Hell, but it’s what you had to do to take your brother’s place. Of course, between the days of Hell are little slices of Heaven you’d call your Captain, Jeon Jungkook.
Warning: Dom!Kook, Character Death, Gore, Angst, Choking, Intercourse, Fingering, Dirty Talk, Punishment, Oral, Hair Pulling, Public Nudism 
Word Count: 19,554
A/N: This is the longest thing I ever fucking wrote but it was so worth it. Mulan is one of my favorite movies of all time, and there were some such iconic scenes that I found so great I had to include them here as well, because I love simply describing the most heart-leaping scenes in my own words.

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ok I don’t do non-magic au’s enough but here’s one.

  • Harry and Draco take the tube to work at different times every day.
  • One morning, while waiting for the tube Harry spots a board advertisement with a large Hashtag on it and for the laugh he decides to put a circle in it like the game ‘noughts and crosses’ (tic-tac-toe for americans yikes)
  • Later, Draco spots the same board and puts a cross in it. 
  • Like this, Harry and Draco add another nought or cross to the board every day without physically seeing eachother.
  • Until one particular morning Harry sees the game was a tie and there was a note next to it
    Meet 3pm. We’ll settle this differently
    - Cross
  • Draco sees Harry walking towards the Board.
    “Nought?”
    “Cross?”
  • Obviously Draco wanted to meet him to beat him at something but heck nobody told him Nought was hot. 

    (THIS IS NOT A PROMPT)
Dally's Backstory Headcannons.

warning: mentions of abuse, beating, and death.

-Dally loved New York.

-Before he toughened up he always appreciated the fact that New York City was a city of dreams.

-Dally used to have a lot of dreams.

-When he came home one day to his mom missing he ran out of the house throwing a complete fit.

-The gang found him crying at two in the morning.

-He was ten then.

-They gave him his first cigarette and told him to drink a beer.

-It would make him feel better.

-So he did.

-They asked him to do a favor for them.

-They took him to a convenient store and when one of the guys distracted the cashier Dally stuffed his pockets with cash from the register.

-They wanted to keep him around after that.

-They nicknamed him “Cry Baby” though.

-Because at first he did cry a lot.

-But even after he stopped crying all the time the name stuck.

-A week after meeting them they beat the crap out of him.

-They told him it would make him tough.

-Three days after that when he wanted to runaway from them they said they got him a present to apologize.

-They made him get his first tattoo.

-Dally hated the little teardrop they made him get on his hip.

“Look it’s our little man, Cry Baby’s, first tattoo.”

-But he didn’t want the tears to fall, he wouldn’t give them the satisfaction.

-Dally tried so hard to hold them in that night.

-He never cried again.

-A month later and Dally had his first arrest.

-He thought it would make him look tough to them.

-That they would come to juvie to congratulate him.

-No one visited him.

-All Dally ever tried to do was impress them.

-He never said no to a request from them because all he wanted was to fit in with the older guys.

-Dally was fourteen when he decided to leave.

-He had been in juvie at the time that he heard on the news that a woman was beaten to death.

-They showed the pictures of his gang.

-They had done it.

-They showed the picture of his mom.

-They had killed his mom.

-Dally’s blood had run cold.

-That could have been him.

-He could have done that to his mom.

-And he knew that he had done it to someone else’s loved ones before.

-He beat up his roommate in a fit of rage.

-His juvie stay was extended and he was let out on his fifteenth birthday.

-He left the city immediately to go somewhere else.

-Maybe Texas or maybe California.

-He hitch hiked all the way.

-One guy let him off in a little town called Tulsa, Oklahoma.

-Dally figured he’d stay the night there and go in the morning.

-The next day he was walking through some neighborhood when he saw three boys leaving a house.

-One looked like they could be his around age.

-Dally didn’t know why he stopped to watch.

-A woman ran out after the boys and made them stop so she could kiss their cheeks.

-They walked off and Dally watched as the woman waved goodbye to her sons.

-Dally thought she looked familiar.

-She kind of reminded him of her mom.

-Dally decided to stay in Tulsa one more night.

-Later in that afternoon he came across a group of guys playing football in a field.

-He recognized some of them from that morning and walked in their direction.

-The oldest looking one waved him over.

-“Wanna join?”

-Dally told him he didn’t know how.

-So they taught him.

-And they played until dark.

-And then they all went over to one of their houses for dinner and brought Dally along.

-It was the house from that morning.

-Dally couldn’t stop staring at the woman in that house.

-And he decided to stay in Tulsa a little while longer.