mmm sorry about this


Applejack: After we graduated CHS, Scootaloo and Dash started spendin’ more time together. It’s nice seein’ them actin’ like real sisters. Kinda makes me appreciate ‘Bloom more. Mmm, maybe I should get her somethin’ on the way home.

Rawrienstein: Sorry about the abrupt change in schedule. From this week on, the attempted update schedule will be Monday through Fridays. Sorry, weird life changes and my hands are hurting. I really need my hands.

Hey, I’ve Got You- Chapter Five

Tony Stark x enhanced! Reader

Summary -The reader was captured and experimented on and given the healing factor and she has claws that extend out from the bed of their nails. The people who are experiment on her cover her skeleton in vibranium. So the reader now has metal claws. They keep her locked away for a very long time. They rarely feed her or let her out because there is such a high chance of her escape now. Somehow the UN panel that is in charge of the accords finds out about the illegal experiments and send Iron Man in to shut down the operation. The reader is the only one there because the scientists had gotten word that they had been discovered. Tony finds the reader and takes her back to the compound.

Message- The baby is here!!! Lots of time jumps! Sorry if it sucks!!

Warning- Reader is held captive and experimented on. Mentions of torture. Self-injurious behavior.

Background Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four

Word Count- 1,000ish

“What about Howard?” Peter asks.

“No way in hell.” Tony snarls. “What about Henry?”

“I’m pretty sure the first guy I went steady with was named Henry.” You say.

“Ok, definitely not Henry then. What about-.”

“His name is going to be Edward Anthony Stark and we’re going to call him Teddy.” You say glaring at everyone. “I’m giving birth to him. I choose the name.” You were days away from your due and had been becoming increasingly moody with each passing day. You looked around the room and everyone nodded. Tony even blushed a little at the idea of kind of naming your child after him.

“When did you decide on that name, my love?” Tony asks.

“Last night. Are you okay with it? I like how it sounds and I thought Teddy was a cute nick name.” you murmur.

“I love it.” Tony says as he leans in to kiss you.


You were exhausted and in pain, but you could already feel your body start to heal itself. It had taken 18 hours to finally get little Teddy out. You had decided to give birth at the compound because hospitals beds and most doctors still freaked you out, so you had chosen to use a midwife. You look over and look at Tony holding your son and a warm feeling spreads through your body. Then Teddy starts to whimper and cry out.

“Shh, Teddy, I’ve got you.” Tony whispered while rocking the baby a little. “I know you want your Momma but she had a really long day and I think we should let her sleep a little longer.”

“I’m awake.” You say as Tony passes Teddy to you. “He’s probably hungry.”

“Helen thinks that he’s going to be able to heal like you.” Tony says as you start to feed Teddy.

“How do you feel about that?” you ask

“I kind of like it. It’ll probably help with my anxiety knowing our baby can’t get hurt. I also like the idea of the two of you living forever.”

“No one lives forever.” You whisper

“Well there’s a first time for everything.”

“Then Teddy will be that first. Let’s stop talking about him living forever, he’s not even a day old yet.” You say as you look down at your son. “He’s perfect.”

“He is, you did so good today, I’m so proud of you, my love.” Tony says as he leans down to kiss your forehead.

“Mmm” you moan “Sorry about the sheets, and the mattress, my claws just kind of came out. I didn’t cut you did I?” you ask starting to panic.

“Just a small scratch.” Tony says showing you his hand.

“I’m so sorry, Tony! I-I didn’t mean-“

“I know, its fine, there’s nothing to forgive.” Tony says as he lays down next to you. The two of you lay in comfortable silence as Teddy feeds. When he’s done, you burp him and then he drifts off into a peaceful sleep.


The last month had been amazing. Everyone in your little gang absolutely adored Teddy and why shouldn’t they, he’s an incredible baby. You were all wary of what was coming tomorrow, Team Cap was coming “home”. All of you were currently lounging in the living room. Tony was holding Teddy.

“I think we shouldn’t meet them outside.” You say quietly.

“What do you mean?” Rhodey asks.

“We should make them come to us, maybe in a conference room or by the pool. Put them a bit off balance. They kind of deserve it, don’t you think? After what they did to Tony.”

“I forgave Bucky a long time ago. He wasn’t in control when he was the soldier and everything he did after was to save himself and Steve. Can’t really blame him for that. Also Cap apologized, kinda.” Tony mumbles.

“He said he was sorry that you didn’t understand why he did what he did. That’s crap, not an apology.” Pepper says.

“They need to realize their actions have consequences. They need to see that what they did will have lasting effects. Cap and the others need to realize that it’s not going to go back to sunshine and rainbows. But I think your right about Bucky. He was a prisoner, like me. The only difference was I had you there to help me from the start and he had no one.” You say and everyone nods there head. So you come up with a plan. You are going to meet them outside with Peter and lead them into a conference room where everyone else will be waiting. You all agreed on presenting as a united front. Tony will not be left to fend for himself. When Rhodey says that Tony rolls his eyes and says he’s not as delicate as he looks. After a bit more planning you have everything ready.

“What about Teddy?” you ask quietly.

“I think that we should keep him from them, at first anyway.” Tony says.

“If you guys need a babysitter I can call my girlfriend to see if she can watch Teddy.” Peter says as Tony gets up to hand Teddy to Rhodey, who is in his wheelchair. Rhodey usually uses the robot leg things that Tony made him but sometimes if he’s having a bad day he’ll use the chair. You have a feeling that tomorrow is going to be one of those days.

“Ooh, Spidey has a girlfriend. Have you been holding out on us?” You gush. At that Peter blushes and starts to stammer out an answer. Her name is MJ and they just started dating a couple months ago. “Call her, tell her that if she wants to she can come up today and spend the night, as long as it’s okay with her parents. Also tell her she can’t tell anyone about Teddy. We’re not ready for the world to know about him yet.” You say. Peter nods and leaves the room to make the call. He comes back a little while later and says that she agreed. Tony sends a car to pick her up. “We should probably have her watch Teddy at the house. It might get a little crazy here and I don’t want him exposed to that yet.” Tony nods in agreement. Everyone spends the rest of the night enjoying the peace and quiet, knowing that tonight will probably be the last time the compound was like that for a while.


[TRANS] 151128 Youngjae’s Instagram Updates

FROM Youngjae
Hello it’s GOT7’s Youngjae
Haha I’m not sure how I should write this “thanks to” letter. Mmm i think I have more to be sorry about than thankful. Mm First of all, the reason I was able to become a GOT7 member was mostly because of my parents and my company. My parents are really important to me. I haven’t been able to express it as much to my mom and dad, but I think I’m doing okay at it. Until I got to be part of GOT7, I’ve had a lot of troubles with my parents haha I’m sure no one would’ve expect things to become like this.

When I first passed my audition, what can I say, I’m still young but I was even younger then, so I cried..ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ As soon as I passed, I called them, and seeing them happy for me made me feel really.. you know ㅎㅎㅎ To be honest, my parents didn’t want me to become a singer. They just wanted me to study, get a good job and have a stable life. Our family is actually struggling financially, but at the time I asked them to help me get vocal/singing lessons because I wanted to become a singer~ told them I’m going to learn to sing and made a fuss about it. I went to take lessons for a little bit in 8th grade, then had a hard time going due to issues at home, but I wanted to learn again during Sophomore year in high school so I really tried to persuade them haha. Regardless of knowing what I’m doing, they gave me allowance and I even worked part-time jobs without telling them haha. I’m still sorry for the things I did back then and would like to let them know I thank them through this letter (smile) (smile) And then I somehow came across JYPE audition! At first I didn’t pass. But they suddenly contacted me after a year and told me I passed, so I was really happy. Thinking back again and talking about it still makes me happy.. When I started practice, I couldn’t stay in Seoul the entire time. The days I was able to stay in Seoul for practice were Fri-Mon and I had to go back to Mokpo for the rest of the week, but the bus fare was pretty expensive. I received 100,000 won to go back and forth every week, but one day my dad didn’t have enough so he gave me 80,000 won. I told him it wasn’t enough and that I needed more. Honestly, 80,000 won was more than enough for food and bus fare, but you know there is the regular bus and the premium bus– for some reason I insisted on taking the premium bus every time. Taking the regular bus from Mokpo to Seoul would’ve cost me 20,500 won, but the premium bus fare was 30,400 won.. I remember it exactlyㅋㅋ

I begged and begged just to ride that bus and my dad would get angry at me while breaking the piggy bank, but it didn’t make me feel good (/satisfied). I felt bad, but I wanted more.. Whenever I reminisce those days now, I wonder why I was acting that way. I’m still young, but I guess I was just even younger. I don’t know if my parents would remember these things, but whenever I think back, I want to cry because I feel so remorseful. I was too young to realize then, but I’m always sorry and thankful, mom and dad! After all that, I practiced harder and became part of GOT7!! I thought, wow did I really finally debut? My parents came to see me on the day of our debut and hugged me tight.. Bear with me for rambling on but anyway!! I really wanted to tell my parents I thank them very much. I love you, mom and dad. It feels strange for someone like me to say this, but let’s all be good to our parents!

Also to all the Ahgases who always watch over us whether from afar or up close, if all of you weren’t here, we wouldn’t be either. I’m very thankful and think you’re all lovely for supporting us with love no matter what we do. I ask you to continue to love us just as you have all this time. We’ll keep working hard and become amazing singers for Ahgases. Thank you, sorry and thank you again. This became really serious unlike my personality.ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
Ahgase and GOT7, let’s keep going like this~~ I love you

Ahhhh and when we recently won first place wowwowaang honestly, I didn’t cry.. Rather than wanting to cry, you know that feeling of “wow it’s so overwhelming, no joke, are you sure the singer who won first place isn’t someone else??” And wow, everyone thank you so much. This doesn’t come easily and it was possible because of all your love for us. So I’m going to work even harder to do better, although the thought makes me worried at the same time. We’ll keep trying and show even better sides of us. I truly love you, IGOT7!

Ah also.. Those who are fluent in English, Chinese, Japanese, Thai, and other languages, please translate this. Our Ahgases are all smart, so you can do it! ㅋㅋㅋ Ah is this too much of a mission.. It’s because I think those from other countries can have fun reading and be happy from the translations. Anyway I love you!

Who else is there.. Friends haha I don’t have that many friends ㅠㅠㅠㅠ I came to Seoul during my Junior year and I was really lonely. I had no one until around my Senior year, when a really close hyung of mine came up to Seoul and started taking lessons! Or maybe I’m wrong. Anywho when I was in Mokpo, he took good care of me and we listened to each other’s worries, so I was really glad when he came up to Seoul too. Even though he isn’t blood-related, I’m just as comfortable around him; we talked a lot and he gave good advice when I went through hard times, and overall he made my experience in Seoul less difficult huhu. I wasn’t able to tell that hyung I thank him ㅋㅋㅋㅋ but hopefully he’ll read this and know I’m thankful ㅋㅋㅋ!

Speaking of hyung, to my real hyung! My hyung is now my vwaitwamin (vitamin) that gives me strength. He can tell if something’s wrong from just the tone of my voice, it’s scary sometimes.. Once I called him on a rough day and he constantly asked if something happened and ha (sigh) ㅠㅠㅠㅠ hyung always knows me best *tears* ㅋㅋㅋㅋ ah I’m crying too much in this letter ㅋㅋ That’s how close I was (/am) with my hyung. Oh that doesn’t mean I’m not close with my noona or anything, but I should write about her as well. Or else she’ll be upset ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅎㅎㅎ

Actually it was my noona’s birthday not too long ago ㅠㅠ after my schedule I completely forgot about it and didn’t call her, but she called me first. Then I remembered right away ㅠㅠ I’m still trying to decide what to do for her. She says it’s okay but I want to do something.. I told her “happy birthday” through kakaotalk along with an ugly picture of me, and my noona wa very happy. If I get some days off soon, I’m planning to bring a gift to her ㅋㅋㅋㅋ Whew.. I wrote to those I’m thankful for and about the things I’ve been through, and it’s not too much or too little, but it seems I’ve had many ups and downs in life ㅋㅋㅋ There are probably more people I should thank, but I’ll write the second letter another time!

Everyone who’s always supporting me – my parents, hyung, noona, members, Ahgase, JYPE, my friends, other hyungs – I’ll work hard as the amount of support you’re giving me. Thank you and love you, always. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️★★❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Translated by: got_pang for GOT7&Co.

No listen I know I’ve been guilty of it in the past but I’m supremely tired of people hating others for what they ship. And I’m not talkin about genuinely problematic ships here. I’m talkin about good ships that people love to spoil with shitty hate.

Phar//mercy is one of those. People LOVE to hate it. First it’s problematic because of the ‘age difference’ then it’s problematic because 'Mer//cy is white’ and then some shit about 'the fandom depicts Pha//rah as butch and that’s racist’ and honestly? I’m so damn tired.

People ignore genuine thoughts and feelings from others, including voices that actually have an idea of these things in favour of bashing things down.

And that’s soooo fucking typical of tumblr. It celebrates giving people a voice to talk about things that matter to them, but then at the same time puts them down and tells them 'mmm no sorry you don’t have a right to talk about this even though you’re x/y/z’ just because they don’t agree with you. And I’m not talking about gross shit like alt-right shittery or anything genuinely fucking awful. I’m talking about the views of people who have genuinely got something to say.

It’s like when I was talking about how Pha//rah being butch really helped me? I’m Arabic. Arabic women don’t get portrayed like she does very often. Instead of listening to me, a buncha people said I was racist and dismissed my points even though another Arabic wlw commented on my post agreeing with me.

Like. Y'all so transparent.

You know and sometimes the fandom does it to itself. Shitty white-washed art of poc characters is fucking lazy. Shit writing and stories glorifying the suffering of woc is shitty writing and y'all know it. So fucking buck up. Research, think critically, and take note of how people view you and your work.

The Truth Behind His Blue Eyes Part 2

[A TJ Hammond and male reader story.]

Characters & plot: TJ Hammond, Y/n Skylar (reader), ex boyfriends, breakups, sad reader, hopeful TJ, troublesome teen years

Words: 1370+

Warnings: males making out, language, angst, drunk reader

(images are not mine)

Originally posted by mackievanstan





As you arrive to his apartment, you walk in with him and he grabs you by the collar and closes the door behind you. “Teej…” his lips touch yours as he shrugs out of his jacket. He lets go of you only to lock the door and tug you out of your jacket. You let go of all your worries and continue to kiss him. He stumbles towards the bedroom when suddenly a bright light is turned on. Someone else is in here.


“Holy shit! Mom! What are you doing here?!”

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anonymous asked:

Hi! I was just wondering when your store would be up for the keychains!! I apologize if this has been asked and answered already!!!!!!!

Thank you so much for your interest and kindness!!! All of you are so sweet…!! (´▽`ʃƪ)♡ I’m very sorry there is a big delay with keychains, the place i work with is kind of overwhelmed with work lately so even though the keychain designs were ready for weeks i haven’t got the proof ones yet..!! And I don’t want to risk to open preorders without having them!! o)-( I am truly, truly sorry for the delay. Here some chibus as an apology..!! 

Yes, sir

A/N: After searching through EVERY. SINGLE. DOCUMENT on my laptop… coming to the conclusion that it was officially lost/gone…and beginning to rewrite it, I found the story…in my Google Docs. (-_-  ) How annoying. The Sehun story is most likely in there too so… look out for that, lol.

Request for this scenario:

Then if you are willing can you write a daddy kink smut scenario with Yixing? If not then a boss smut scenario. (he messes with me soooooooooooo much)

Group: EXO

Pairing: Yixing (Lay) x Reader

Genre: Smut

“Two minute warning” your coworker announced to everyone. She was rushing from the door to her desk. You adjusted your hair in your compact mirror and made sure everything was fine: your make up in place, nothing in your teeth. You dropped your mirror back into your desk drawer and cleared your throat before standing up. You straightened out your black pencil skirt and walked around your desk to stand next to his office door. You fully opened the door and got back to your post. You grabbed his hot coffee from your desk and quickly stood up straight just as he walked into the room.

“Good morning, sir” a few workers exclaimed happily. Yixing nodded to them, adjusting his tie as he continued walking. He was a well-respected and highly pawned over bachelor. You smiled and slightly tilted your head to the side, subtly offering him his coffee. “Good morning” you smiled.

As he walked passed you, he stuck out his hand and grabbed the coffee from your hands. “___, I need to see you” he said, not bothering to look at you. You kept your smile until he was fully in his office and then exhaled, your polite facial expression sliding off. You grabbed your planner off your desk along with a pen and walked into his office, gently closing and locking the door behind you. He was a man who valued privacy which meant that his door was closed at all times and no one was allowed within two feet of his office unless they were given permission.

He was logging in to his computer as you made your way over to the desk. “Blinds” he reminded. You instantly turned around and closed the blinds before walking back over to the desk. As you took your seat, Yixing glanced at you. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” he asked.

You flipped through your planner, looking for today’s date. You quickly went through his schedule telling him about every conference call and meeting that he had today. Yixing sipped from his coffee cup, his lips closing over the little opening in the lid. You swallowed hard, eyes lingering a second too long, before closing the planner and letting it rest in your lap. You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to erase the memory that tainted your dreams. Yesterday, your boss had moved beyond his usual stares and you were a wreck, wondering what he was going to do next.

“Don’t you think this is a little inappropriate for work?” he asked. You were backed against the wall, your heart rate escalating with each step that he took to get closer to you. He ran his finger over the ‘V’ that formed from your buttoned shirt. The tip of his finger lightly grazing the top of your breasts. You blinked, inhaling shakily, and watched as his eyes followed his finger.

“In-inappropriate? I’m sorry”

“Mmm, don’t worry about it” he said, taking his finger away. He smiled lightly and cocked an eyebrow, studying your expression.  “I like it” he commented. He moved closer, his body only a couple inches from yours. He moved dangerously lose to your lips and you exhaled shakily with unblinking eyes. Yixing let his lips just barely touch yours before smirking and pulling away.

“See you tomorrow” he said, turning his back to you.

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deny-luvs-you  asked:

Hello~ I love your blog :3 could you please make a BTS reaction to you accidentally elbowing their face while you're asleep? I move a lot while you sleep, haha



Jin: Ouch, don’t ruin my beautiful face.

You: *still sleeping*

- 5 minutes later -

You: *whacks him*

Jin: *gif* Goddamn it


Rap Mon: Why aren’t you sleeping in your room?

Suga: Because…

Rap Mon: Because?

Suga: I think she does karate in her sleep


Rap Mon: Why do you always elbow me when you sleep?

You: Cause you snore really loud

Rap Mon: … . .

You: I’m kidding. It’s just a habit of mine.

Rap Mon: *gif*


You: I might hit you when I sleep…

Jhope: Oh..ok

- 15 minutes later -

Jhope: Bro I can’t do dis


Jungkook: Did you not sleep last night?

Jimin: I couldn’t

Jungkook: Why?

Jimin: Because Y/N is just a little ninja when she sleeps


Taehyung: Aishh..Y/N…

You: *mumble sorry*

Taehyung: *gif*

Jimin: I don’t know how you even handle that

Taehyung: She’s cute. That’s how.


You: I’m sorry about last night

Jungkook: Mmm you’re strong

You: Ah…sorry

Jungkook: No, it’s cute how strong you are when you’re so little

Ask me something~

anonymous asked:

I really love your bokuaka fantasy AU and I was wonder if you could explain each of their lives? You don't have to go into great detail if that's too much trouble, just what they're roles were and what not

I was doodling some drawings to explain some of the other lives (you can find first and second in the tag!!) But I only got the 7th one I’m sorry o)-(

This one is one of my favorites..! In an alternative world during the second world war US occupies Japan.. Bokuto and Kuro are born northamerican and they enlist as soon as the war starts because Bokuto thinks he’s ought to do something different, bigger, and Kuro follows him because they’re family

Fighting Japan somewhere in Asia Bokuto’s running in the trenches trying to find Kuro in the crossfire when he runs into a japanese soldier… There’s sharp pain in his chest but it’s not a bullet even though the enemy is pointing at him with his fusil. It might be that the war is inside Bokuto’s ribs (´∇ノ`*)ノ

It’s just the split of a second and next the japanese soldier is running away, forgiving his life. Kuro ends up  being the one finding Bo.. They’re forced to occupy a small town in some point of Japan until they receive more orders (mm… more or less like german soldiers did during the 2nd WW in france? French people had to accept them in their houses, treat them as if they were guests sort of). It’s in this town when Kuro finds Kenma… (sorry my writing is not good but ;; if you want to know more about this maybe… you could.. read this..? sorry ;;;) Mmm.. Bokuto and Kuro end up parting ways, Bo spends years away trying to find Akaashi and then one day he just comes back and says sorry I left, and Kuro replies sorry you came back. it hurts (´∇ノ`*)ノbut Kuro and Kenma spend the rest of their life with Bokuto and they remain as a family… not enough to heal the wounds in Bo’s heart but maybe this life already gave him everything it could..


Toxic/Thrift Shop at Daytona Beach ±

heros-bane  asked:

"My, my, Happy! What a lovely little...hovel you had made yourself." The voice of the master intertwined and echoed after the human shell that traced the line work of a mask. "Though masks are bit of a bore for a King, I prefer puppets, myself."

Oh, ho ho ho hohohoho! 
 I’m afraid my humble little shoppe doesn’t sell puppets! Very sorry about that!
 Mmm, if you’re looking for things that fit Your Majesty’s very particular tastes, might I suggest trying elsewhere? Such as, oh… I don’t know… 

The one and only laughable timeline where your deplorable tyrannical career enjoys some level of moderate success? 

oh, wait…

Oh ho ho ho ho hohohoho! Oh no, I forgot!
In all your infinite power, you still lack to ability to leap across dimensions, ah… how unfortunate…

 Though, that does bring me to a very interesting question… In this realm, you’re dead. I watched the Royal Family very formally remove your head, it was a spectacular event, you should have been there for…er—right, nevermind that. The question is—given the current state of affairs….how is it that you’re here, in my shoppe…conversing with me, via a very…unfortunate choice in vessel? 

Quidditch Pro Quo

Here’s a sneak peek at the Jily Professional Quidditch AU someone requested. I’ll be updating it in short installments for the next few weeks/months/whenever my muse is being cooperative.  

To follow it, track the tag quidditchproquo



“Lils, it’s 5am.”



“Bugger off.”

“Suit yourself.”

“5 am?!”

“So it seems.”

In a commendably efficient series of events over a span of about three minutes, Lily Evans was not only out of bed, but brushed, clothed, and more or less ready to walk out the door.

“You’re forgetting something, love.”

“Mmm, sorry about that.” Lily leaned down and gave her groggy-eyed boyfriend a quick peck on the lips.

“I meant your broomstick, but kisses are always appreciated.”

Shit – right. You know, for someone who can only benefit from my missing practices, you’re very good about making sure I reach all of them prepared and on time.”

“Only because I want you to be at your very best when I beat you.”



Fight Song (slow ver.)
Instrumental cover

stormychu’s piano slow version of Fight Song, and me, accompanying (trying) with the guitar.

Chords (they are really easy :3 and you can play a lot with them. These chords go with the original ver. too)

Verse: A D E A (and repeats)

Interlude: Bm F#m E (bis)

Chorus: A D E A (and repeats)