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anonymous asked:

When we were like 15 my cousin talked about eating vagina and wanted to practice so he convinced me lay on my stomach and he pulled my shorts down and licked my asshole. He would say how tasty my pussy was, and then he would finger me and talk about making me squirt. We did this for months and we never talked about it, then one time he just started to rub his dick against me and eventually he slipped it inside and he fucked me. We did this for years.

Originally posted by stillherebxtch

Perfect For Me

Pairing: Pietro x reader

Summary: Pietro and you were on your first date. You were enjoying every bit of it until a little comment ruined it.

Request: @emilybillard: Can you do #4 with Pietro or Clint

Author’s note: this one turned out to be a whole fic. (I was roaming around the house and writing it all day) this would have been up earlier if our relatives wouldn’t have visited us today. it’s mostly fluff with a little bit of gloom. You can check out the prompt list and request something. Hope you like it!

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, self-criticism and swearing.

Word Count: 1683

Originally posted by ranrightintomyheart

‘so, would you like to go out with me?’ Pietro rubbed the back of his neck and avoided your gaze.

He had finally got the nerve to ask you out on a date that day. He had developed a great liking for you the day you first joined the avengers. It wasn’t just your beautiful (y/e/c) coloured eyes, your (y/h/c) hair that covered your face perfectly or your fine lips. It was how you were from the inside. How you acted tough but were extra sweet to little kids or the people you cared for, how you laughed carelessly, how you sung your favourite songs while you liltingly moved around; it was how you made him fall for you.

‘are you making fun of me?’ you looked at him suspiciously as you kept the water bottle back on the kitchen counter.

‘no!’ he looked at you. ‘no, I like you a lot. And have been since the day I met you. You are lovely and I want to take you on a date.’ He blurted out.

‘really?’ you smiled.

‘yeah.’ He looked at you hopefully.

‘I would love to.’ You grinned.

‘great! I will pick you up at around 8.’ He kissed your cheek quickly. ‘bye sweetheart!’ he winked at you as he grinned and paced away.

You smiled as you kept a hand on your cheek. You couldn’t help but blush, you were going on a date with Pietro Maximoff and you couldn’t believe it. Wait, you couldn’t believe it.

 The surge of happiness that you had felt left you. He was so perfect while you were…. You. You weren’t the type of girl guys would line up for while Pietro, he was the ladies’ man. Why would he go for you? You were great at breaking bones, you couldn’t act girly. What if he didn’t find you good enough? A tornado of thoughts started to destruct your mind. What were you supposed to do? The thought of going on a date with him which once seemed like the sweetest dream seemed like a nightmare now.

‘it was your fault not mine, you were supposed to dodge.’ Natasha turned to Wanda with her arms crossed over her chest.

‘oh I am sorry, next time I will read a book on “how to train with a master assassin without getting killed!”’ Wanda shot back at her.

You snapped out of your thoughts and waved at them.

‘what happened now, children?’ you asked leaning against the counter.

‘she tried to kill me’ ‘she isn’t good at fighting yet’ they both spoke at the same time.

‘alright hush!’ you moved towards them. ‘I need your help. Both of you.’ You fiddled with your fingers.

‘what?’ Natasha looked at you concerned.

‘it’s nothing serious…’ you started to explain.

‘he finally asked you out!’ Wanda squealed. ‘god, that idiot won’t shut up about you!’ she moved her hands in the air in exaggeration.

‘what did I tell you about reading my mind?’ you glared at her and she mumbled a sorry.

‘what? Who asked you out? When are you going on a date? Tell me everything!’ Natasha gripped your arms.

‘patience!’ you shrugged off her hands.

 ‘Pietro asked me out, we’ll be going out at 8.’ You explained. ‘I need you guys’ help in getting ready ‘cause we all know I am no good with the dressing up girly stuff.’ You looked at them.

‘we’ve got you covered.’ Natasha grinned. ‘I’m going to make you look so good, he won’t be able to keep his hands of you.’

‘yeah,’ Wanda grinned at you. ‘and if you talk about anything sexual about my brother, I won’t be standing here for long.’ Wanda turned to Natasha.

You were looking for a wine coloured dress you had bought recently when you heard a knock.

‘come in!’ you shouted.

  Natasha and Wanda entered the room holding a couple of boxes.

 ‘what you looking for?’ Wanda questioned as she kept the boxes aside.

‘a dress…. found it!’ you took out beautiful lacy dress and showed it to them. ‘I bought it a few days ago.’

  ‘it’s beautiful.’ Wanda examined it.

  ‘yeah, now come here.’ Natasha patted the seat in front of your mirror. ‘Wanda you do the hair, I’ll do the makeup.’ She grabbed her makeup box. Wanda nodded and they both started primping you up.

‘don’t you dare doll me up. If I look plastic, I won’t ever trust you guys again.’ you crossed your arms over your chest.

‘don’t worry and shut up.’ Natasha said as she dabbed on some foundation over your face.

You were pleasantly surprised to see yourself in the mirror. They both had done a great job. You had a natural makeup look with a bold marron lip colour and your hair were in soft curls.

‘you like it?’ Wanda kept the curling iron aside.

‘I love it!’ you got up to put on your dress. You took a final glance in the mirror of your complete look.

‘I love you guys!’ you pulled them in a group hug. ‘thank you.’ You said as you pulled back.

‘no need.’ Natasha smiled.

You heard a knock at your door and opened it.

‘good evening (y/n)- whoa!’ Pietro’s eyes grew wide in disbelief. ‘I got you these.’ He handed you a bouquet of roses. ‘I thought you would be dressing as usual but- whoa!’ he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

‘thanks for the flowers.’ You ran your fingers delicately over the petals. ‘let me keep them in my room and then we can leave.’ he watched as you walked to the end of the room.

‘stop staring at her butt, you have a whole night to yourselves.’ Wanda teased him. A blush crept to both your and Pietro’s face.

‘let’s go.’ You stood before him. He smiled and held your hand.

‘take good care of her! I know where you sleep!’ you heard Natasha yell. You giggled while pietro muttered something under his breath.

‘so, where are we going?’ you asked as you both exited the facility.

‘I saw this restaurant when I was coming back from a run in the morning. It’s very peaceful and lavish. I think you will like it.’ He smiled at you.

‘and how are we going there?’ you asked.

‘stark let me borrow one of his cars the moment I said I wanted to take you on a date.’ He wrapped a arm around your shoulder.

The car stopped as you reached the restaurant and Pietro opened the gate for you. He was right when he said you would like it there, more so you loved it. The place was quiet and dimly light. You sat down near a window.

‘I love this place, it’s so exotic.’ You said.

‘I am relieved you like it. I was shaking from nervousness back there.’ He widened his eyes and you chuckled.

‘thanks and we will split the bill’ you pointed at him

‘you’re the man.’ He raised his arms defensively.

You both spent the time laughing and chatting. You were having a great time until you overheard the conversations of two girls who were sitting beside you.

‘god he is gorgeous, his blue eyes and blonde hair are going to be the death of me’ one of them breathed.

‘yeah, too bad he’s on a date.’ The other one said.

‘what did he see in her?’ the first one said.

‘either he’s blind or she’s hella rich’ they both busted in laughter.

You set your glass of wine aside. You had lost all your appetite. Your mind was in a chaos again, all your makeup seemed like a mask stuck on your face while your dress seemed like an uncomfortable piece of cloth. Pietro had heard it all but didn’t give any attention to it until he saw how uncomfortable you had started to feel.

  ‘or maybe he doesn’t judge people like an asshole and like girls with real beauty.’ He turned to them and they were left dumbfounded.

‘come on (y/n).’ he grabbed your hand and walked towards the exit after paying the bill.

You didn’t say anything, it was what you did when you started to fall apart, you didn’t speak a word. He stopped and looked at you once you were away from the place.

‘I am sorry for what happened back there. I don’t know why people have to be such assholes.’ he said in an irritated tone. ‘please say something.’ He held your hands.

‘you don’t have to apologize for anything.’ You gave him a forced smile. ‘why do you like me Piet? You can get any girl you want. You are amazing and I,’ you looked in his eyes. ‘I am just me.’ You looked away.

‘you say that like it’s a bad thing.’ He cupped your cheek. hearing those word from you made his heartache.

 ‘if I have to tell you what I love about you then even this whole night won’t be enough.’ He slid his hands to your waist and pulled you closer. ‘you my dear, are beautiful. Not just from the outside but from the inside. You are brave, kind, strong, caring, cheerful, brilliant.’ He emphasized each word and a faint smile settled on your lips. ‘hot.’ He wiggled his brows and you chuckled.

‘you are all together are a beautiful artwork. Every one won’t get you and they don’t need to.’ He cupped your face. ‘fireflies are always jealous of the stars.’ The way these words slipped from his lips, in his accent, with his feelings; you melted. You hugged him tightly.

‘you are the best guy I have ever met.’ You said looking up to him. ‘you deserve something.’ You smiled and got on your tip toes. You kissed him sweetly. It was warm and soft. It wasn’t like he had never kissed someone before, he had and a lot. But your lips felt like rose petals, your touch ignited something in him he had not felt before.

‘aww, that’s it?’ he pouted.

‘yeah.’ You chuckled. ‘but only for now.’ You winked and his stomach flipped.

‘that’s my girl.’ He smiled. ‘let’s get back home.’ He wrapped an arm around your waist.

bloodysuds  asked:

What do you think about that's phrase "making fun of a fat person at the gym is like making fun of a sick person at a hospital"? Personally I find the two incomparable. Especially when people use "cancer" as an example, or a disability.

I have absolutely never heard that before, and while I can understand the mentality behind such a phrase, it completely rubs me the wrong way for a lot of reasons. And the use of a disability just makes it super ableist.

-Mod V

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a helpful guide to use when u see a cat on the street u want to pet, tried and tested by yours truly

things not to do:

- raise your voice
- run up to it
- lean over it with both hands out
- chase or walk towards it when it runs or backs away
- try and pick it up (this is an animal that doesnt know you and may not like being picked up anyway)

things to do:

- stop where you are or near the cat if it isnt frightened
- crouch down (youre a lot bigger than it, its gonna be nervous of you.)
- talk gently and soothingly (the way you would to a baby when youre trying to get it to sleep)
- stay still and try not to make sudden movements, extend and arm or hand out towards it but dont lean forward (leaning forward has never worked, let it come to you)
- if it decides to come over, let it sniff you before trying to pet.

result: a new friend !!!!

notes:

- when petting dont cover the cats eyes or ears or touch its belly, its outside with a stranger so it needs its faculties. if you do this it will leave.

- good places to scratch (gently): back of the head, along the top next to the tail

- if the cat decides not to come up to you or leaves, leave it alone. im serious. dont bug this animal just because you want to pet it, leave it alone.

and thats all folks hope u enjoyed this helpful guide

anyways harry’s desi and has warm, golden brown skin draco loves kissing all over, after the war he starts to get in touch w his heritage and finds so much peace in it he starts learning hindi and calls draco petnames that he refuses to translate they celebrate the diwali festival of lights together where harry cooks so much food and desserts while draco does the lights with his wand like james once did