Strap in nerds because have i got a long post ahead for you
So me and @sassycsap (bless her soul. she’s like my first friend here) talked about the nyoom nyoom post with how Rich would totally cart Jake around in a wheel chair like madmen on a chariot race because Rich is a Fast Boy™ and somehow we accidentally gave birth to this beautiful thing called the *drum rooooolll*
BMC Incredibles AU
So here’s each of the Characters
Rich is Dash (super speed) u can’t argue with me. have u seen the nyoom nyoom post
Jake is violet (invisibility and force fields)
Michael is Frozone ya’ll (Ice powers)
Jeremy is Bob (Super strength)
Christine is Helen (Elastic Body) (because we’ve all universally accepted that she’s the Mom of the Gang)
Jenna is Jack-Jack (this guy has a lot of powers that I’m too lazy to type in)
Chloe is Edna (She makes the costumes!!!!)
Brooke is Mirage (That really pretty girl who’s a spy)(don’t worry, we we’re made her good)
Squip is Syndrome (Bad Guy™)
=(The HCs are under the Cut so I’ll spare u the mess)=
Anonymous said: hii, could you possibly do a imagine where the reader is like really freaking shy, especially when jeff gives her hickies 😂 but then he like comfort her about it say that the reader doesn’t have to be shy? basically just a really sweet and loving jeff. thank you! 💓
your p.o.v ━
you were currently walking down the hall with one of your close friends, hannah baker. you were both quietly chatting about the long school day you had, both thanking god that it was friday.
as the both of you neared your locker, you saw your tall boyfriend jeff, leaning against it with a tired expression on his face.
“hi love,” he said, approaching you with open arms and a tired smile. you walked right into his strong arms, instantly wrapping your arms around the middle of his torso.
you were too short to reach his neck, even on your tiptoes. once you felt his arms wrap around you, he pulled you as close as possible against him mumbling a tired, “i love you.”
you grinned, pulling back a bit and tilting your head to gaze up at him. “i love you,” you whispered, biting your lower lip as both of your eyes stayed locked on each other.
“um, i should probably get going,” hannah laughed, making your eyes snap towards the brown haired girl, but you stayed in your position with jeff nonetheless.
“we still gonna go eat lunch tomorrow?” you asked, a small smile spreading across your plump lips. she nodded, “for sure, just text me when you wanna go.”
your eyes lit up, “absolutely,” you said, feeling jeff’s hands slowly make their way up and down the small of your back, rubbing you softly. you leaned your head down against his chest, still staring at hannah as she turned to leave.
“have fun you two!” she yelled, making her way out of the school. it was truly a blessing that there wasn’t a lot of kids left in the halls, most of them leaving as soon as the bell rung.
“you need anything in your locker?” you heard jeff mumble, then you felt him lightly kiss the top of your head.
you nodded, “yeah, come on,” you said, feeling your chest tighten as you pulled out of his strong embrace. he grabbed your small hand in his rather large one, walking towards your locker with you right on his heel.
“you still have practice?” you questioned, knowing you would have to walk home alone.
jeff sighed, “yeah, we didn’t have practice on wednesday so coach is making us practice today.”
you pouted, “that sucks, i wanted you to come over,” you said, stopping right in front of your locker, then quickly focusing on opening it. you sucked at opening your locker, usually jeff or hannah doing it for you since you always messed up the combination.
you felt jeff’s eyes on you, watching you struggle, but you were determined to open it this time on your own.
it took you a good three tries, before finally hearing the lock click as you swung your locker door open. “finally!” you huffed, rolling your eyes. you heard jeff’s deep chuckle, making your eyes snap up towards the jock. “what?” you asked, your eyebrows furrowing in question.
he shook his head, “nothing, nothing. you’re just so adorable,” he said softly, giving you a toothy smile. you blushed, turning your head back towards your locker and getting the book you would need to do your homework over the weekend.
“you’re handsome,” you spoke softly, almost mumbling. you were always shy around jeff, but he didn’t mind. in fact, that was one of his favorite things about you, besides your laugh. your little laugh drove him insane, always making him laugh with you even if nothing was funny.
you tensed up slightly, feeling your boyfriend move behind you and wrap his arms around your waist. jeff leaned down, placing a small, but gentle kiss against your sweet spot. you ran your tongue over your lips, tilting your head to the side, your eyes fluttering close.
“i’m going to be so late to practice,” he breathed against your neck, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he started harshly sucking on your sweet spot.
your eyes snapped open, before you relaxed your entire body, causing your full body weight to lean against jeff.
a soft, little moan escaped your wet lips, jeff’s arms traveling to your stomach, lifting up your shirt and gently letting his fingers stroke over your stomach.
this instantly caused you to release a small giggle, your body squirming against him. he laughed too, giving your neck a final kiss before pulling away, as if nothing ever happened.
you looked around nervously, not seeing anyone besides you and jeff, which you were thankful for.
you turned to look back at your boyfriend, noticing his eyes already on you with a small, cheeky smirk on his lips.
you avoided eye contact with him, feeling your face heat up. “you shouldn’t have done that,” you huffed, trying your hardest to look annoyed.
jeff laughed loudly, his laugh echoing throughout the hallway. “you’re so stubborn love,” jeff teased, while looking down at you with twinkling blue eyes.
you glared at him, “how am i stubborn?”
“well,” he started, “the fact that you’re so stubborn about me giving you a hickey because of your supposed ‘shyness’ for people seeing it makes you stubborn,” he stated, his tone sounding smart.
you felt yourself tense, a small frown appearing on your face. you couldn’t hold it in, you started rambling uncontrollably. “look, jeff, it’s not that i don’t want you to give me hickeys, it’s just that i don’t want people seeing it and then later on thinking all we do is-”
jeff suddenly cut you off, his lips pressed roughly against yours. you kissed him back, putting as much passion into the kiss. you felt jeff’s tongue swipe across your bottom lip, almost begging to invade your sweet, little mouth.
you opened your mouth slightly, both of your tongues swirling around one another’s, searching each other’s mouths. you moaned, letting the thick textbook that you had in your hand drop to the floor, making a loud sound as the book hit the floor.
you jumped, gasping as jeff pulled away, his eyes swimming with lust and most importantly, love.
“you don’t have to worry about anyone else’s opinions,” he whispered, his lips wet with your saliva. “it’s just you and me baby,” he continued, staring you dead in the eyes.
your heart melted, a small smile spreading across your lips. “i love you,” you whispered, your hands making their way up his chest, then moving towards his shoulders, gripping them tightly.
jeff smiled, “i love you most.”
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this is my first imagine for this blog, and there will be plenty more to come! also, please be patient, i have over 25 requests that i need to do, and all will be up asap! thank you!
Presumably, if adult humans are weird, then human kids must be weird as well. But of course, since aliens probably wouldn’t interact with human children too much, there might not be much about them in the human guide.
Imagine a human leaving her kid with an alien friend because her SO is sick and none of her human crewmates are able to act as babysitter and she’s got an important meeting. So she goes to the meeting and the alien takes her kid to one of the rooms in the ship that acts as a sort of play area.
Then, when the human comes out of the meeting, she picks her phone up and sees that she has some missed calls…
1st call: “Hey, Katie, it’s me, Grit. I know you’re probably in the meeting by now and can’t answer your phone, but I was just wondering… Jackie’s been chasing the other kids a lot, is she hunting them? Is that part of the whole predatory instincts thing? They all seem to be having fun— at least I think so, they’re all making that weird noise you guys make— but I just thought I’d let you know. And, um, listen… she’s not going to try and eat the ones she catches, is she?”
2nd call: “Hi, Katie, Grit again— look, I know that you guys are descended from tree climbing mammals and so your offspring need climbing equipment to satisfy those instincts— but there’s no way she’s supposed to be that high, right? None of the other parents are doing anything and I can’t go up and get her down because my hooves can’t get a grip on the frame. She’s right on top and— NO!<incomprehensible noises that sound like a cross between the moo of a cow and the bray of a donkey>— okay, so she’s swinging from the bars. One of the other humans just explained that that’s normal. He’s offered me some coffee, but I said no because I’m pretty sure that stuff’s toxic. I’ll try not to call again unless there is an emergency.”
3rd call: “I’m so sorry, Jackie’s been injured. She tripped over and seems to have lost a layer of skin from her knee. She’s making these noises and there’s liquid coming from her eye sockets and I don’t know what to do! Please pick up! There’s blood and the coffee offering human keeps saying she should suck the blood out or something. Is that a thing? Does your species’ saliva have healing properties? Shoud I call a medic?! Please pick up!”
4th call: “Sorry for that last message. Jackie seems to be doing fine now. I don’t know how— she should be laid out for weeks after an injury like that! Please, for my sanity, can you get a human babysitter next time?”
Request: I wanted to ask for an imagine. So the reader and Jeff are a couple and they are at the prom and in a dance the things got a bit hot so they go to Tony’s car. And you are a really good friend with tony so when they finish tony knocked the window of the car telling her he has to take her home. Please i’d love you a lot if you write something with this 😍. Thanks anyway ☺️
Warnings: Smut, swearing
“Mom I’m about to leave! Tony is almost here” I pick up my gold clutch and start to head for the door.
“Wait! wait! wait!” I hear my mom running down the stairs and I try to hold in my giggles. She comes running down with her camera.
“Where is Jeff? is he still coming?”
“Yes mom, he’s walking over here now, which why I need to go”. She walks over to me and fix my curled hair and smooths out my dress.
“You look gorgeous hunny. I want to wait for him to come so I can pictures.”
“Moooom” I whine. Leave it to her to be totally embarrassing. She loves Jeff. We have been dating for over a year now and the minute she met him, she thought of him as her child. She practically begs him to come over and even cooks for him. As she’s in the middle of taking pictures of me, the doorbell rings.
“That’s my sweetie Jeffy!” my mom says as she jogs to the door. I shake my head at her sudden change in sweetness. She swings open the door and crushes him in a hug.
“Hi Ms.y/l/n. These are for you.” As I look over her shoulder, I see Jeff give my mother a bouquet of peony flowers. This is exactly why she loves him. I wouldn’t be surprised if she loves him more than me.
“Oh my goodness! how sweet, Thank you Jeffrey, I’m going to go put these in a vase.” As she speeds off I shake my head and laugh. I look back at him and see him holding another bouquet of flowers, but its stunning red roses. My favorite.
“And these” he says as he pecks my lip, “Are for you my lady”. I grab the flowers and can’t hold in my smile.
“Why thank you sir.” I say as I kiss him again. I put the flowers down on the table beside the stairs and look back at him, taking in his attire. He looked amazing, although I’m not surprised. He’s the only guy that I feel can pull off a white top tuxedo. I noticed that he’s doing the same to me, taking in my outfit.
“Wow” he says with his mouth parted. I look down thinking something is wrong with my dress.
“What?” I say looking down. “Nothing, you just look beautiful.” I smile again, pushing my hair behind my ear. Even after a year with Jeff, he never fails to still make me feel special. After about 10 minutes, my mom comes jogging back in with her camera. She was probably in a daze with her flowers.
“Okay you too, pictures then you can leave.” We spend the next 5 minutes taking different pictures together and my mom even sheds a few tears. After a bit, I finally get a text from Tony.
Hey y/n/n I’m outside
“Okay mom, Tony is outside, we have to go” I say, looping my arm through Jeff’s.
“Okay, okay have fun you too. Not too much fun now.” Jeff glances at me from the corner of his eye and I blush.
“Of course mom, we know” I grab my bag again as we walk out the door and skip down the stairs to Tony’s car.
“Be safe love you! Hi Tony hunny!” My mom calls out. I scream a quick ‘love you too’ as me and Jeff get into his car.
“Hey y/m/n, I’ll get her home safe!” He gets into the car and turns on his loud indie music that he loves. Jeff got into the front seat while I sit in the back. Tony drives off as we all make small talk, laughing together like we always do.
“Is Ryan going to be there?” I ask over the music.
“Yeah, we are doing the music together and hopefully squeeze in a dance.”
“Nice man” Jeff says, “If you guys don’t dance, I’ll grab you guys by the hand and force you.” I laugh at my boyfriends comment. He loves meddling in other peoples love life. That’s probably why we are so good together, he genuinely loves happy relationships.
“Let’s get ready to fuck the night up!” Tony screams.
As we all walk inside, the music is blasting and there are a bunch of people dancing and grinding against each other. With my hand in Jeff’s, we walk through the crowd, chatting with different people here and there.
“Jeff! Y/n! Tony!” We look and see Jessica, Justin and Monty waving us over to the center of the dance floor. we waltz over to them and I laugh at how wasted Jessica is almost getting, dry humping against a very happy Justin.
“I’m glad you guys came!” she screams. We all talk and laugh over the music and just have a good time bumping and dumb dancing to every song. Tony taps our shoulders and talks over the music.
“Guys I’m going to go up there with Ryan to help my boy out. You dudes have fun!”
“Ada boy Tony! Go have fun!” Jeff laughs. Tony playful rolls his eyes and disappears into the crowd. We all continue dancing and laughing at a now drunk Jessica. Jeff slides his hands on my waist and whispers in my ear.
“Do you want a drink babe?”
“Yeah I’ll go with you.” He grabs my hand as we head over to the food table.
“Jeff man, there is vodka in the left punch!” Justin yells over the music. Jeff turns his head back to look at him, “Nah I’m fine, but thanks”.
We get to the table and Jeff pours us some punch from the right. He seems to be looking around the gym a lot looking for something, but I already knew it was someone.
“Babe, Clay is sitting on the bleachers over there” I point. He looks at the direction of my finger and smiles at me.
“What I would do without you, I’ll be right back baby”. He pecks my lips and walks over to sit next to Clay. They talk for a few minutes and I can’t help but smile. Jeff is such a sweet person, and I love him so much for it. I continue to drink my punch as I look around at the people dancing. Soon a slow song comes on and I see Clay walking towards Hannah, and Jeff smiling at me from the bleachers, heading my way. He grabs my hand and pulls me towards the dance floor. He puts his hands on my waist, while I wrap my arms around his neck, swaying slowly.
“Is your job done?” I smile at him, “Yup, for now. Now I can focus on my beautiful girlfriend.”
I lay my head his shoulder, closing my eyes as I smell in his cologne. As we continue to slow dance, Jeff’s slides his hands down to my butt. He lightly squeezes and I look up at him.
“Jeff babe, what are you doing?” I ask slowly, looking around so no one sees him grabbing my ass in public.
“Hmm?” he hums. He starts kissing my neck and pushing me closer to him.
“Jeff” I whisper, “stop babe, before people see.” He ignores me and starting sucking my sweet spot, not caring that people would see my soon to form hickey. I bite my lip, wanting to tell him to stop, but can’t. He’s turning me on and he knows it. I open my eyes and see people occupied with their date, either dancing or sucking their face off. Still sucking another part of my neck, Jeff is now full on squeezing my ass, pulling me into him. He stops and go straight to my mouth kissing me softly. I put my hand to his face, lightly moaning into his mouth. I can tell Jeff is forgetting we are in public once his hand goes to the back of my dress, tugging on my zipper. I move his hands and break our kiss.
“Jeff, we are still in school” I laugh, softly panting. As I look at him, his eyes are filled with love and more importantly, lust. He grabs my waist and leans his lips against my ear.
“Then lets not be” he says deeply. I look up at him and bite my lip, nodding my head. He smirks and grabs my hand walking towards Tony up in the music area. As we walk, I noticed how wet Jeff as gotten me already just from giving me a hickey and feel hot from him not caring that we are around a bunch of students and teachers. As we get to Tony, Jeff whispers something in his ear. Tony laughs shaking his head and then reach into his pocket grabbing his keys. He hands him his keys, saying something back, earning a laugh from Jeff. As we walk towards the exit I look back at Tony smiling at us.
“What did Tony say to you?” I ask as we walk outside.
“He said don’t stain his seats” he laughs. I flush from the embarrassment that Tony knows what we are about to do. We walk to his car, feeling the thick tension in the air around us. We clearly both can’t wait to rip each other clothes off and it’s exciting me. When Jeff unlocks the back door, he doesn’t even waste time. He pulls us in and locks the door behind us, starting back to kissing my neck.
“Since I say you in this dress, I wanted nothing than to rip it off of you” he says in his husky voice. I moan at his words and climb on top of him.
“Not this one” I say smirking, “You already ripped my other dress.” He bites his lip to hold in his laugh.
“I said I was sorry baby.”
“I am too.”
“About wha-” before he can finish, I grab his shirt and pop all his buttons, revealing his hard abs in front of me. His mouth drops open as he looks at his now ripped shirt.
“Babe!” he yells as I smile innocently and start sucking his neck. He leans his head back and grab my waist. I’m glad I chose to wear a thin pair of thongs, feeling him get hard under me. He unzips my dress and I wiggle out of it, getting up to take it fully off. I am now only left in just my thong, now feeling conscious that someone could see me. We are parked behind the school away from other cars and houses, but I’m still nervous. He looks up and down at my exposed body and I can’t help but love the way he was looking at me.
“Fuck, your so sexy y/n”. I pull his ripped shirt and jacket off of him and go back to kissing. He wraps his arms around my torso as he deepens the kiss, kissing me hungrily. I palm his member through our body, making him moan as he bucks his hips into my hand, wanting to feel more. I unzip his pants and pull them down to his ankles. He breaks our kiss, and wraps his lips around one of my breast, making me lean my head back against the head rest of the drivers seat. I hump against his hard member, making me even more wet against our friction. I moan at our movement as Jeff moves my hips faster against him.
“Fuck, babe your killing me” he grunts. I smirk at him as I pull his member from his boxers and pump him with my hands. He throws his head back and starts breathing hard. He starts to buck himself into my hand, moaning my name.
“Fuck y/n, that feels good”. I go faster, looking at him almost come undone with my fingers. As I continue, Jeff pulls my underwear to the side, rubbing his finger against my clit. As I speed my hand on his dick, Jeff starts to rub harder against my core. I throw my head back again, grinding my hips onto his fingers.
“Fuck Jeff!” I moan, biting my lip. Both of us are a moaning mess as we pick up our pace. A wave of heat rush to my core and I stop pumping him once I feel him twitch in my hand.
“Baby, I can’t wait anymore” He kisses me, as he grabs a condom from the arm rest of Tony’s car. I stop kissing him to start laughing.
“Why does Tony have those in his car” I laugh, “Cause he’s not dumb” Jeff laughs back. He slides on the condom and positions himself at my entrance, waiting for me to go from there. I grab his member from under me and pull my underwear to the side, slowly sliding onto him, moaning at the feeling.
“Fuck” I moan, as I sit on him fully. I slowly start to circle around him, to get use to the feeling. He groans against me and starts to bounce me up and down. I move his hand away, shaking my head.
“I got this babe, relax.” He puts his hand up to surrender and puts his hand to his side. I put my arm around his neck and start to slowly ride him, teasing him.
“Baby, please” he breaths out, with his eyes closed. I pull closer into him and pick up my pace, bouncing hard against him. He moans louder as I start pounding on him.
“Fuck baby! I need to touch you” He goes to my legs and lightly lifts them as he lowers himself in the seat. He roughly starts thrusting into me as I wrap my legs around him. I try not to scream so no one can here, but fuck he’s making it hard.
“Jeff! my god!” I loudly moan, my arms wrapped around his neck. He picks up his pace, his nails digging into my thighs.
“Babe, I-I’m abo-” I feel Jeff twitch inside of me as his thrust got sloppier. I start to feel myself tighten and I moan louder.
“Yes! babe, I can’t!” I yell. Jeff pounds into me full speed as we both ride out our high. I slide off of him as he pulls back up his boxers. Still latched onto him, I see how all the windows in the car is fogged up. Both panting, I lay my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes.
“I love you baby” he says, rubbing my back.
“I love you too” I say sleepily.
It seems like we have been laying here for hours before we hear a knock on the window.
“Shit!” I cursed as I jump off of Jeff, pulling my dress back on, trying to zipper it back up while Jeff laughs at me. He throws on his shirt and jacket, waits till my dress is back on, then rubs the fogged up window, seeing the back of Tony.
“Are you guys clothes on?” he asks, still not looking at us. Jeff rolls the window down laughing.
“Yes you big baby” he laughs.
“Good, cause I promised y/m/n that I will have her home safe and if she’s split on half, that’s not saf-”
“Ew okay Tony just get in the car!” I yell, not wanting to be embarrassed anymore. He laughs and gets in the drivers side, getting the keys back from Jeff. As he starts the car, he starts to loudly sniff.
“Do you guys mind opening the windows, it smells like sex in her-”
“Oh my gosh Tony!” I yell, covering my face flushing. Jeff finds this all so hilarious, laughing his ass off at all of this. For the rest of the ride, Tony keeps looking in his mirror at us, trying to hold in his laugh.
“So did you guys have fun tonight?”
“Yeah, but my favorite part was the ride” he says looking at my red face.
Can we just take a moment to appreciate Jessica Rabbit here. She is sexy, beautiful, tall, curvy, red haired, smart, mature, classy…basically every guys’ dream woman. She has guys throwing themselves at her, going crazy over her and fighting just to get a glimpse of her. She could literally have any guy she wanted. And yet, she falls in love and marries someone who isn’t conventionally handsome, but who has a great personality which appeals to hers and is fun to be around. All her life she’s probably been told how physically attractive she is and been used for her beauty, so it must be so wonderful for her to meet someone who wants to make her laugh and be genuinely happy rather than have her as a trophy wife. Roger appeals to her humour and appreciates her mentality and personality and is the first guy to treat her like a normal girl and a human being. Of course she’s going to be defensive when guys don’t understand what she sees in Roger. He was the first and only guy to respect her personality and wanted to know her as a person so he could make her genuinely happy. She didn’t settle for any less than she deserved.
I was an absolute b*tch to my younger sister when we were kids, and she was already a master at planning revenge.
I just want to start off by saying I was the offender that deserved the revenge in this this story. We were both kids at the time, and we are on good terms now. We had a good laugh about this the other day when I came back home to visit, and I thought I would share. This is going to be a bit of a short story, but it just proves that even toddlers know how to pro revenge.
At the time my sister way about 2-3 and I was about 9-10. I am not sure exactly the ages. There is about a 6 ½ year age gap, and, unfortunately, me and my sister were generally at each others throats for the first half of our lives.
This was in the middle of my summer vacation, and for whatever reason, I felt the absolute urge to be the bully this day. Mocking her, making fun of her, making her cry, taking her toys… you know, the typical shitty sibling bull. Even shoving her about a little bit.
It would be a few hours of this before it was nap time. This meant mom would put her in her play pen, wait until she fell asleep, and then go take a nap herself while I was busy working on any midsummer lesson my mom had planned for me.
Well, my little sister goes to naptime without a fight. No big deal. My bullying probably wore her out. Once my mom figured she was asleep, my mom went on for her nap.
I didn’t suspect a damn thing. I didn’t even pay attention to the noise of my sister crawling out of her playpen or going into the kitchen. I was so focused on whatever lesson I had that my sister acted swift and I never had a chance to react.
My sister has always been the smart one. When I was busy eating crayon tips and whatever would land me in the hospital for poison control, she was already learning how to plot shit. She pretended to be asleep, waited until mom went to bed, and then got out of the play pen, went to the kitchen and grabbed the heaviest utencil she could find…
And cracked me over the head with it, enough to daze me.
I heard her laugh, that’s how I knew it was her, but by the time I had any time to react, the little shit had already put the utencil away (Wasn’t hard, my mom kept them in a mess in a drawer) and had already gotten herself back into the play pen.
Unfortunately, my mom didn’t believe me that my sister had done that.
To be fair, I f*cking deserved it.
Thankfully, nowadays, my sister saves any pro revenge against anyone that would harass either one of us. Meanwhile I have yet to learn her prorevenge finesse.
This post sparked a headcanon in my head and I can’t stop imaging it now so I’m going to talk about it and develop it a bit more (feel free to add to it, share your opinion about it, talk to me about it, etc).
Considering its pretty much canon that Lance has a big family with the photo we saw in season one I can’t help but picture him with his siblings and cousins having soccer games whenever they’re together. Family gathering or not, I can totally see lance being a decent soccer player.
Hear me out:
- Lance plays soccer as a kid since his older sibling(s) did and his parents insisted he try some extracurriculars
- He sticks with it for quite a few years getting pretty good always enjoying it
- But as he gets older his dreams of being a professional soccer player are replaced with piloting and the Garrison
- Everyone’s crushed when he quits because Lance had the potential to go pro and all his coaches said so
- He doesn’t think about it much and kind of just shrugs when people compliment his soccer skills, Lance doesn’t really believe he’s as great as everyone says he is because of his self-doubt and insecurities
- Lets be real he’d totally look good in a soccer uniform and I bet he has all the merch of his favourite team including like three jerseys, two scarves, temporary tattoos, and a ball signed by his fave player (Keith sees Lance in a soccer jersey at some point and dies a little inside bc holy quiznak he looks so good??)
- On a particularly bad day when Lance is really missing home and his family Hunk catches on and suggests that they all play a quick game of soccer which totally brightens Lance’s mood
- After setting up two goals in the training room and briefing Allura and Coran about the rules and basic concept (Altea probs had the same sport just with a different name lets be real) they split into teams: Lance, Pidge, Shiro VS Keith, Hunk, Allura w/ Coran reffing
- It starts off fun with everyone laughing and just trying their best but as soon as Lance and Keith butt heads it turns competitive and all hell breaks loose
- Pidge being the dork she is doesn’t understand the hype over soccer and only continues to play because she’s enjoying spending time with the group (and she secretly wants to win lol for bragging rights)
- Shiro is all “Keep it a fair game guys! You’re all doing great! Great pass Lance!” and is just happy to see everyone having fun and working together
- Keith is ride or die with any competition and is determined to take Lance down (while also trying to ignore how amazing Lance is bc I can’t get enough of pining Keith lol)
- Hunk is probably a soccer player too so he’s loving it, he’d be the best defence player omg
- Allura picks it up easily and is wicked good totally kicking everyone’s asses, she goes from ‘innocent team fun’ to ‘you’re all going down mfs eat my dust’ (Shiro is smitten af lol he keeps getting distracted by her flawlessness which makes Lance all “Dude! Get it together I am not losing to Keith!”)
- Coran is the best ref ever and is just cheering for everyone the entire time, he’d probably dress for the part too (omg imagine Coran with the black and white striped shirt, a black cap, and whistle lol)
- It ends up a tie because the teams are equally good, also the game goes on for much longer than expected so they all get tired af and just finally give in satisfied with the game
- Coran brings out drinks and they all just chill together settling down; everyone’s sweaty and out of breath, they all have goofy grins
- Lance quietly thanks Hunk for getting everyone involved and just sighs happily at his space family
( yes little one this is what I want to do to him too just in the grown up version. Run along so I can drag him back to our dweliing to take care of him)
(But lets be serious…Interesting to see the way Bayek pulls his head away gently, not too much to make Shadya feel she invaded his space. Does Bayek shy of receiving affection? It is the right time to question so yeah I want to know his story, pref in details.)
Ladybug sat at the top of the Eiffel Tower, her head in her hands, wondering how she could have possibly screwed things up SO badly.
She heard the light footfall of her partner landing behind her. She couldn’t say she was surprised, he had never been one to leave her to stew in her own misery.
“So…” he drawled, coming and sitting beside her, “that was an interesting broadcast today.”
“It was a disaster,” she moaned, still not looking up at him, “I should just throw myself off this tower and put myself out of my misery.”
“Oh come on, it’s not as bad as all that,” Chat said, patting her awkwardly on the back.
She turned and glared at him. “It was a live stream, Chat! LIVE! It’s out there. Right now!”
“True,” he conceded, nodding his head, “but it’s not like you said anything horrible. It was kinda cute actually.”
“You don’t understand,” she moaned, slumping over so until she was curled up in his lap, “I’ve ruined everything! What sort of an idiot starts babbling about their crush on a live broadcast.”
“Well, apparently you,” Chat said with a light laugh, cautiously reaching forward to play with the ends of her hair, “and about half of the rest of the known world. It could be a lot worse buginette.”
“Do you think there is a chance he didn’t see it?” she asked hopefully, looking up at her partner’s thoughtful expression.
He gave her a pitying smile. “I think you’re pretty much out of luck their bugaboo. You already have a ship name and everything. It’s trending on twitter.”
“Ugh, that’s terrible,” she groaned, curling up tighter and burying her face against his leg.
“I don’t know,” Chat teased, “I thought Ladrien had kind of a nice ring to it.”
“This can’t be happening,” she moaned.
“Hey, come on. What’s this really about? Is it really going to be so awful for the guy to know you like him? He might be flattered.”
“It’s not that,” Ladybug said softly, “I mean, it’s MORE than that. I haven’t even told him I liked him- as myself, my not Ladybug self I mean. And now… let’s say he does feel flattered? That just means I have made myself my own competition! And it’s not like I can just go up to him and be like: Hey, by the way I’m Ladybug and, as you already know, I’m totally in love with you! Want to date me now?”
“Oh god,” Chat said with a sudden sense of horror, “there are going to be so many desperate fangirls trying to do that.”
“I didn’t even think about that! If he didn’t before he’s definitely going to hate me now. I might be the only person in the world who can simultaneously confess to her crush and make it harder for him to notice me!”
“You really are one of a kind there bugaboo,” Chat said giving her another reassuring pat on the shoulder.
“And what if this puts him in danger? I mean I might as well have stamped a butterfly tattoo across his back saying property of Ladybug, please exchange for one miraculous!”
“Please don’t do that. I am told that models need to be very particular about what they put on their skin.”
“It’s not funny. What if I honestly made him a target?”
“Hey,” Chat said “I promise you, if anything happens I will be the first person on the scene.”
“Thanks,” she said gratefully, reaching up and catching his hand in her own.
“So, you’re in love with the model boy,” Chat said softly, rubbing his thumb absently against the back of her hand, “gotta say I didn’t see that one coming.” “Yeah well, it’s not like it really matters anymore,” she sighed, “it’s not like it would ever happen.”
He scoffed at her, rolling his eyes theatrically to show his clear contempt for her pessimism. “So tell me My Lady,” he asked shifting slightly so that he could look down at her with a playful smile, “what is it that you see in this guy anyways?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know.”
“You don’t want me, so clearly you aren’t after the guy for his looks,” Chat said wiggling his eyebrows flirtatiously.
“No,” Ladybug laughed, “although they don’t hurt.”
“Why My Lady, was that you finally admitting that you find me attractive?”
“You’ve always been attractive and you know it,” she said reaching up and flicking his bell. “As you can see I’ve just had my attentions elsewhere.”
“Oh so this is a long standing attachment then? How long have you been dreaming of being M’Lady Agreste?” he teased poking her lightly on the nose.
“Almost from the first day I met him. It will be two years next week,” she said softly.
“The start of school,” Chat murmured, “you know him then?”
“yeah,” she admitted reaching blindly around to catch his other hand and pull him to her like a security blanket. “We were in the same class in college and we still have a few classes together now. Plus our friends are dating so we hang out a lot.”
“You two are close then,” Chat said a little breathlessly, “that… well that certainly clears things up.” “Yeah,” Ladybug said, “it’s not just some creepy celebrity crush. I mean, it kind of was that too. I have like 2 dozen photos of him plastered on my wall that I used to practice talking to because for the longest time I could barely string a sentence together around him, it was kind of embarrassing. I got over it eventually, but by that point I didn’t really have the heart to take the pictures down.”
Chat gave her a warm smile. “I can see it now, you stuttering and tripping and shooting the poor confused boy adorable awkward smiles before running off in the opposite direction.”
“Shut up,” Ladybug said but she couldn’t help grinning at her partners soft tone and fond smile. “I got better.”
“I know.” He raised one of her hands to his lips and gave her a delicate kiss. “So you still haven’t told me what you see in this guy,” he challenged, “If I am getting demoted to your rebound choice I deserve to know what I am up against,” he said slyly.
“He’s kind,” Ladybug smiled, filling with warmth as she thought about her love. “He always wants to see the best in people,and he… he is just good, you know? The kind of goodness that doesn’t come from ignorance or being sheltered, but that has seen pain and and heartache and loss and yet still chooses to be good.
“That is high praise indeed My Lady.”
“You aren’t going to make fun of me for this?”
“No My Lady. If anything I am going to love you more for it.”
She gave him another grateful smile before sitting up. The sun had begun to set and she knew she should be getting home. She probably had a dozen of so missed calls from Alya waiting for her.
“Well who knows,” she said attempting to be flippant. “Maybe he’ll finally just reject me and I will change my mind about you Kitty.”
“Wouldn’t that be a twist,” Chat laughed climbing to his feet and offering her his hand to help her up as well.
“It would probably be for the best,” she sighed. “It’s not like we can be together. Not with Hawkmoth still on the loose. There is too much at stake. And I don’t know if I could bear having to hide my identity in a relationship.”
Chat grinned again. “You are very wise My Lady.”
“Mostly I am just telling myself that so I can feel better,” she admitted and was rewarded with a loud melodious laugh.
“You know,” he said, eyes twinkling “you are probably right. Clandestine meetings, midnight makeout sessions, it’s probably better to hold out for the real thing.”
“Besides, I hate to break it to you My Lady but I have a sinking feeling that #Ladrien is not to be.”
“And why is that Kitty?”
Chat said looking out at the sunset, “not to be the bearer of bad news but I have it on very good authority that your lover is very much spoken for.”
“oh?” Ladybug said trying not to let her disappointment show.
“Yes, completely and hopelessly in love. Someone at his school in fact.”
“And who is this mystery girl?” she asked.
“It’s right on the tip of my tongue,” Chat said his eyes glittering with something she couldn’t quite name, “it will come to me. I’ll have to tell you next time I see you.”
“Well thanks for the heads up,” she said leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek, “and thanks for cheering me up.”
“Always My Lady. I should probably get heading home myself.” he pulled out his staff and and extended it.
“Oh,” he said, shooting her a final grin as prepared to depart, “I do remember one thing.” “And what’s that?”
“The mystery girl, I knew there was something about her that I found particularly delectable.”
@kazekagegirl asked “Could you do a Bucky x reader where the reader is hard on herself every time she’s messes up or does something the wrong way, she thinks she has to perfect, she thinks she screws up a lot when in actuality she don’t. Well one day her and Bucky get into it and she becomes emotional and he tells her she is not a screw up, she more than what she gives herself credit for, they argue and he storms off they make up and possibly smut. It’s different but if you can please and thank you.”
A/N: So I finally have time for all the requests! Request away people :) I changed the request a tinsy bit. Hope you don’t mind. Let me know if you want to be tagged.
So I've been thinking a lot recently about how Pidge has a laptop and it got me thinking of Lance going through his stuff and finding his phone and listening to voicemails from his family and starting to cry 'cause he hasn't heard their voices in so long and the team finds out and Pidge modifying his phone so he can call his family and idk I just want Lance to be happy and I want his family to know he's not dead ya know?
I am in love with this and the langst (sorry if it took a while!). I hope you like it!!
The team always teased Lance for always having his phone on him. He always made sure it was fully charged, fully fictional, and in his pocket wherever he went. Pidge would pick on him and say, “You know it doesn’t even work here Lance. I don’t think there’s any signal in space. Looking at pictures of cute girl?” Lance would always brush it aside and just weakly chuckle. “Something like that Pidgeon.” What the team didn’t know was that Lance was able to look at all the pictures, all the texts, and more importantly, all the voice mails. His mama always preferred calling, only texting when she had to. This led to multiple voicemails on Lance phone. Lance would stay up at night, when the homesickness was just too much, and listen to the voicemails on repeat. “Hola, mijo! I know you’re probably in class right now, but-Teo! Let go of your sister’s hair!-anyways, I hope you having fun at the Garrison! Your making you mama and papa proud, Lance! Kids, come say goodbye to your hermano!!” Multiple little footsteps could be heard. “BYE LANCE!!” Click. Tears fell against the screen of the phone. Lance was too tired and hurt to try to stop them, letting his grief wash over him. Lance began crying harder, throat catching on his ragged breaths as he clutched the phone to his chest. Blood roared in Lance’s hear, so loud that he didn’t hear the knock on his door. “Hey, Lance. Shiro wanted me to-oh quiznak, Lance?!” Keith rushed forward, gently grabbing Lance’s face and lifting it towards him. “Lance, what’s wrong?! Are you okay?!” Lance shook his head, trying to pull away. Keith held him there. “Lance, just tell me what’s wrong!” Keith brushed away the heavy flow of tears with his thumbs. Lance weakly gestured to his phone. “You’re phone that’s what you’re-” Keith was cutoff as the voicemail played over again. Keith listened until it had ended. Keith looked up at Lance, who began to cry even harder, letting the sobs rock his entire body. “Oh Lance…” Keith pulled Lance into a hug, holding him tight. “You’ll get to see them again, I promise. Even if the last thing I do.” Lance just held on to him tighter, not trusting his voice to speak.
Lance was in a panic. “Where is it, where IS IT!?!” Lance’s room was a mess, but it was nowhere to be found. He rushed out of room and ran to the dining room where all the other Paladins were. The team heard Lance come in and was about to greet him, but stop when they say his current state. His hair way disheveled, bags under his eyes, and he was still in his pajamas, which were heavily wrinkled. Shiro looked at him with concern. “Lance, are you alri-” “Where is it?!” Lance shouted, causing them to jump. “I can’t find it! It’s not anywhere in my room!!” Lance ran his fingers through his hair, making it more disheveled. “I’ve looked everywhere and I can’t find my….phone.” Lance watched with wide eyes as Pidge pulled Lance’s phone out of her pocket. “Keith told me about your phone. I’ve made a few modifications, and with Hunk and Coran’s help, we’ve got it working. Although, you can only make a call that lasts about two minutes.” Lance turned his gaze to Keith, who was starting to blush. “Don’t say anything, Lance. You would’ve done the same if it were any us.” Lance smiled gently at him. He turned his gaze back to the phone, and slowly reached for it. With shaking fingers, he dialed a familiar number. He put the phone against his ear, hearing it ring four times. “Hola?” Tears sprung in his eyes and he let out a shaky breath. “Mama.”
I’m having some major Trini and Jason feels right now.
Like, when they first started as a group, Jason had thought that Trini hated him. With a burning passion in the I-hate-you-please-never-speak-to-me-again way, especially with the way she interacts with the others compared to him.
Until one day, when Jason is about to leave his house to go do something, Trini shows up at his front door. He’s so confused and has no idea what to do, and Trini looks like she’s about to change her mind and leave but instead she just asks him if it’s okay if she hangs out and he’s still so ???? but lets her in anyways.
He asks her whats wrong, thinking that she’s probably just going to ignore him but then she starts ranting about her parents, and how she’s trying so hard to make them proud of her and he’s quietly listening suddenly Trini just blurts, “The only good thing about me is that I’m a ranger!”
It makes Jason so sad becauseTrini is so kind and patient with Billy and she jokes around and has fun with Zack and is such a good friend to Kim and is honestly there for all of them in any shape or form they need and then Jason gets furious that Trini believes the only good thing about her is when she’s the yellow ranger.
He just goes off (he doesn’t yell but his voice does raise a bit when he’s trying to prove his point) and he tells her how he’s sure he would’ve died if it weren’t for her helping him fight Goldzar, and he talks about how important she is to the group and how important it is to him that she knows that they care.
When he’s done, Trini just stares at him in shock for a few seconds before she hugs him and mumbles, “Thanks, Jason, I really needed that.”
pairing: daveed diggs x reader, lin-manuel miranda x reader, daveed x reader x lin (i think that’s how this should be listed idk)
request: @iamafangirlforeverthing: “Can you write a reader imagine where daveed and Lin compete for her affections and just pure nsfw…” and @itsme-ashley-marie: “Can I get some super kinky role play?!” AND @derpypenguin: “Lin smut with maybe some nice daddy/sir kink with some bondage maybe??”
summary: lin and daveed are both super into reader. she goes with this for a little, before they realize there’s only one way to make them all happy.