so i hope you enjoy it like i do :)

Skinny Dipping

I can’t tell you how excited I am to post this! I’ve had this idea in my head for awhile now and have honestly been wanting to incorporate it into my Your Savior fic, but have been struggling to do so! Thank you @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash for creating this challenge and providing me with the perfect outlet to write this story! I hope y'all enjoy!!!!!

My prompt was “Skinny Dipping”

gif courtesy of @markruffalo

Your run started out like any other, a small group of Saviors scouting new territory for potential gain, but today Negan himself insisted on coming along. You rolled your eyes when he climbed into the truck with you, knowing he for sure would keep the ride interesting at least. 

There was no denying it, Negan, the leader of The Saviors was fine as hell. Everything about him dripped in sex appeal, from his ridiculously glorious good looks, to his rugged, overbearing demeanor. What’s worse is he knew it. The man would flirt with anyone that would stand still long enough to hear it, even having five wives wasn’t enough to keep him satisfied, he was always thirsty for more. 

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Think Before you Speak!

I was sent a prompt by the lovely @mairenyaf as follows:

‘I have a prompt (even tho you’re not asking for any I just really want you to write this cause I love your writing) established relationship au where they do a joint live show because Phil has laryngitis so he texts Dan all he wants to say so Dan reads it to the audience and Phil sends Dan some sappy message and Dan reads it without noticing so that’s how they come out, very fluffy and a kiss at end of the live show so i can live my dreams through fiction (you can add all you’d like Ily).’

I truly hope you like this, my lovely. I did my best with the prompt. Enjoy!

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chrisemi  asked:

Itachi fawning over his s/o who's playing with a puppy and wondering how he got so lucky to have them

Thank you for the request! Sorry for the long wait.Hope you like it. I’m more of a cat person than a dog person, so I hope this sounds ok.  

Itachi’s and Reader’s New Pet

The heat of the summer’s sun shone down on your head as you were making your way home from the market with Itachi at your side. You enjoyed having him accompany you. It wasn’t often that he was allowed to take breaks from his Anbu duties to spend time with you doing trivial things, such as shopping for household items.

The bag that you usually carried back to your house was now resting in Itachi’s hands. The lack of it felt odd, but you were glad he was there with you.

“Did you hear that?” You spoke up suddenly, cutting Itachi off to listen closely.

Itachi paused, immediately identifying the sound of a panic animal as you located the direction to where the sound originated from. You rushed forward, your brain finally processing what the sound was before Itachi could answer you.

Itachi followed your pursuit of the sound leisurely that was a mixture of a wail and whine, shifting the weight in his hands.

When you finally came upon the object wailing, you weren’t at all surprised to see a small dog wailing in alarm. The dog’s head was trapped between two bars in the fence of an abandoned lot. The dog cried out and whimpered louder at seeing you, fearful.

“Easy there, boy. It’s okay,” you cooed sweetly, your heart clenching at the sight of the dog.

The dog looked to be no older than a year judging by the sheer size, it was as small as a microwave. The young dog was of a sandy blonde color from what you could tell because most of its fur was tangled with dirt and grim. You knew instantly that this dog was a stray by the state of the dog’s appearance and the lack of collar around its neck.

You offered your hand up slowly to the frighten dog to its nose for it to sniff. The dog’s wailing ceased at the action, unsure what it should do. Tentatively, you inched forward after letting the dog smell you, when Itachi’s voice of reason spoke up.

“I would be careful. You never know what frightened dogs will do,” Itachi advised, calmly. He stood at a distance observing you and the dog.

“He’s just a pup. Help me get him out,” you stated, unafraid.

Itachi didn’t argue and placed the bag he was carrying down. The dog’s eyes widen more at Itachi. Its tail ducking between its legs, slightly shaking.

You extended your hand out further, lightly scratching at the dog’s head as you began to coo.

“It’s okay. We’re going to get you out of there. You’re such a good boy. I might just take you home,” You babbled sweetly, keeping the dog calm as Itachi worked on unscrewing the pole.

“He might have fleas,” Itachi tried to object.

“Oh! We’ll just have to take you to the vet first and then bring you home,” you spoke cheerily to the dog, countering Itachi’s objection.

Itachi peered down at you briefly; he saw the kindness and warmth behind your eyes as you petted the dog. The dog was becoming rather calmer and Itachi witnessed the few small licks the dog gave to your hand.  You giggled at the slight kisses the dog gave you, and Itachi realized how much joy radiated from your face by interacting with this dog.

He knew then that he was not going to argue about the dog. If you wanted to keep it and make it yours, Itachi wasn’t going to fight about it. He would not deny you any form of joy that could brighten your spirits. Plus, the more Itachi thought of it, he thought it might be best if you had a pet.

He knew of the lonely days when he was at work would drag on for you. How there were some days you came home to an empty house. Itachi always wished he could change that. To greet you when you came in with a warm meal and a swift kiss.

That occurrence was hardly possible unless he quit Anbu, which he wasn’t willing to consider yet. So, a companion to keep you company while he was away, sounded like a good solution. The pet of your choosing could make your days less gloomy and Itachi wanted you to be happy, always. You deserved all the happiness for all the joy you brought him. He knew he was lucky to have you. With that thought in mind, Itachi unscrewed the bar and removed it from the fence.

The dog’s head was finally free and it quickly moved away from the fence that had trapped him, running. You were sure the dog was going to high-tail it and never look back, but it did. The dog after trotting around with its new-found freedom came back to you, its tail wagging excitedly and tongue sticking out happily.

You smiled brightly, crouching down to pet the dog’s head adoringly.

“Awe, you’re so cuteee,” you complimented overjoyed as the dog let you scoop it up in your arms.

The dog was beaming too and lifted its head in an attempt to lick your face in gratitude, making you giggle.

“Let’s take you home little guy!” you proclaimed, already marching forward.

“Vet first,” Itachi reminded, evenly. He had picked up your bag already, following after you.

“RIGHT!” you mentioned, turning sharply to the left to take your new dog to the vet.

The corners of Itachi’s lips turned upward in a light smile at your excitement, knowing he could get use to this new addition to his family.

lyndscarter  asked:

Hello! I just wanna say that your stories inspire me so much!! Especially Mrs.Kirk!! It actually inspired me to write my own imagines and stories. If you have time, could you please advise me from where I should start? Maybe some tips? Cause I really have no idea :D

  • Write what you want to, don’t force yourself to write something if it doesn’t flow naturally. 
  • It’s okay to rewrite stuff, sometimes you reread something and want to scrap the whole thing
  • Ideas come at the strangest time so try to keep a hold of the idea and write it down
  • Have fun with it, the most important thing is that you are having fun and that you’re comfortable. You don’t have to write something if you don’t want to :)
  • If you’re doing a blog like this make sure to set ground rules, feel free to block people that are rude/make the blog a less than happy place

I’m glad that my writing could inspire you and I hope you enjoy what you do and have fun writing! :) <3 xxx

anonymous asked:

U-umm... Winged s/o having wings played with by Ut bros, Uf bros, and Sf bros, if you can please?... -winged anon

Sorry beautiful Anon, but I kind of deviated from the ask a bit so… (also, I’m assuming the wings are feathers like an angel/bird/etc) Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy!



  • Calls you his angel both ironically and unironically
  • Enjoys slowly running his phalanges down your feathers, feeling at every intricate ridge on your wings
  • Petting sessions with you ease his anxiety and help fight off the fears of his frequent nightmares
  • Compliments your “wingspan” 24/7
  • Lazily brushes you, but its oddly comforting
  • Sprawls on your wings during naps
  • Likes it when your wings enclose him like a blanket during said naps ^
  • Do it. You know you want to ^^


  • Knows all the right spots to pet
  • Plants a lot of affectionate skelekisses on your wings (and you, of course)
  • Is very thorough when it comes to grooming because, “HEALTH IS KEY, S/O! NO MATTER WHAT BODY PART IT IS!”
  • Is very understanding when it comes to your shedding because you know you can’t help it
  • Helps dye your wings with food coloring on special occasions
  • Has always wondered what would happen if you sat on his shoulders and started to take off with him. “WOULD I GET TO FLY, TOO?!”
  • Please just take him flying one day. The dude only weighs thirty pounds, no biggie.



  • Likes running his hands along the curves of your wings (he’s a sucker for curves no matter what kind)
  • He’s got an odd fascination with touching soft things (especially if said soft things are YOU), so prepare yourself
  • If he manages to accidentally hurt you while petting you (which shouldn’t be ruled out considering his rough upbringing), he’d try to play it off by saying, “sorry, didn’t mean to ruffle yer feathers”, but then he’d proceed to kick himself around for the rest of the day
  • Doesn’t think he deserves you
  • You’re a literal angel. Why would you want him?
  • Assure him with a snug wind-incorporated hug and he’ll be p u t t y in your arms


  • Calls you his angel (in private, of course)
  • Ironically asks you about what its like to fly into battle (what? Edge has a sense of humor too, ‘ya know?)
  • Will complain like the tol tsundere he is when he has to brush the hard to reach wing spots
  • Since he’s a tol skele, he’ll be able to massage those spots on the top and back of your wings for ultimate relaxation
  • Aggressively rubs the front of your wings when he can’t fight back his petting urges
  • Is extra-protective of you when your wings are wet (especially during washings)
  • Its hard to cuddle with wings during sleepytimes, so Edge opts to coddle one of your wings instead
  • Becomes a disgruntled edgelord when you shed



  • During one of his many tantrums, he’ll sometimes scream into your wings like a pillow (it kinda tickles tho)
  • Unironically asks you about what its like to fly into battle
  • Is astounded by how such soft feathers have the resilience to carry a person
  • At night, he curls up on your wings like a little kitten
  • Denies this if brought up^
  • Doesn’t like the shedding one bit
  • Side hugs are often (BEWARE, he clings like a koala)
  • Fan him with your wings and he’ll feel like a true Pharaoh


  • You literally are a beautiful deity in his eyes, wings or not
  • Wing nuzzles 24/7
  • Kneads on your wings like a cat before laying his head on them
  • Melts like a snowman in summer if you wrap your wings around him during hugs/cuddles/etc
  • Enjoys the tickling sensation your feathers give off
  • Always internally questions himself on why you chose him of all people to settle down with
  • Not that he’s complaining tho^

anonymous asked:

I like your drawing style! and also your AU. polyamory is kinda confusing concept for me, but I think you pull that quite nicely. may I know do you draw your artwork using tablet?

Thank you! ^ ^; I understand that polyamory can be confusing when so much of our culture is monogamous-centric, but I hope you’ll enjoy my AU regardless, I’m exploring polyamory through it too ^ ^

I draw using an older model of Intuos 4. It’s stated in my Rules + FAQ post! ^ ^

marisathu  asked:

I'm sorry for what going on. I enjoy both echos and fates. I thinks they both have problems but that doesn't stop me from enjoying both of them. I hope everything will cool down.

I thinks so too.

I don’t hate on you for liking Echoes either it’s a good game. I just had some problems with it that I wasn’t really seeing vocalized so I relayed them, and I think everyone should have the freedom to do that without getting hate. I’m really glad the majority of you are kind though. I’ve gotten a lot of support from you guys and you’re doing a great job apologizing for the roudy half of the fandom. It’s good to know that not all fe15 fans are like this, and that some of them are fine and even agree with a second opinion

"New beginnings" (Kol Mikaelson x Reader)

A/N: Hello beautiful people! 😊 I felt like writing something for TVD, but it turned out that it’s TO 😂 My mind keeps playing with me.. 😕 But get back to the topic of our ff. Awhile ago I saw post on @shadowoods blog about suggesting Caroline to move to New Orleans. I can’t give you link to it cause I’m on my mobile so sorry. And I hope that this perfect writer won’t kill me 😂 So enjoy and remember that my inbox is always open! 💛


“So now that Stefan’s gone” You started uncertain “Maybe we could move to different city”
“And what city do you have in mind?” Your blond friend asks taking out cupcakes
“New Orleans” You more of asked and Caroline turnes to look at you
“It’s time for a new chapter, don’t you think?” You spoke up before she had a chance to argue “I don’t think here’s much left for us” She sights
“Well, guess however long it takes is now” Caroline murmured but you heard everything. She smiled at you “Under one condition” She then said
“What?” You groaned
“I’m choosing the flat we’re gonna live in"


You stood in the middle of a bright apartament. It was fashionable and had girly accessories.

“I’m starting to regret that decision” You said with a frown, but Caroline only rolled her eyes
“Could you stop complaining? I didn’t decorate your room”
“God is real” You sight and went to seat but there was a knock at the door
“Go. Open it” Caroline said looking at you
“I’m sure it’s for you” You smirk while crossing your arms
“I still have some pink paint” She squinted her eyes and you went in vampire speed to greet your guest.

“Oh, (Y/N)” Klaus said little shocked “What a surprise”
“Klaus” You nodded “What a predictable action” He chuckled
“Is Caroline here?” You cocked your head to the side
“Depends why are you asking”
“Just wanted to invite her to dinner, but since you both moved here, feel free to come” Klaus smiled at you
“Will I have to be well mannered?”
“I think Elijah won’t mind a little chaos” You both smirk “But you might hold your tongue. Hayley and I will appreciate it.”
“Hayley and you?” You squinted your eyes “Are you a thing?”
“She has a weak spot for the noble one"Klaus laughs and you relax
“Great. We’ll be there.” You smiled and he gave you the address before disappearing


“Stop whining!” You growled while driving to Klaus’ mansion
“I’m not happy you agreed to this stupid dinner” She glares at you “And this dress is too..”
“Sexy?” You suggest and she punches you in the arm “What?” You laughed
“You’re an idiot” Caroline cracked a smile
“You love me” Both of you exited the car and stopped in front of the doors. You send a knowing smirk to Caroline and knocked
“Girls” Elijah smiled at you and you hugged him
“It’s good to see you Li”
“Good to see you too” You look to your friend and she smiles “Others are waiting. Come on” You walked into the dining room where most of the family was

Dinner was full of chatting. Well except for Caroline and Klaus. You made sure to keep the atmosphere light and you did great job. You all made your way to the living room. You were almost out of the topics, when Kol came in with a small girl next to him. You felt great power radiating off of her and you knew she felt the same way about you. Everyone went tense when you got up

“(Y/N)” Klaus warned but you ignored him and kneel in front of his daughter
“What’s your name?” You asked softly
“Hope” She sais confidently which makes you smile “Are you like me?”
“We share the same amount of magic” You explained “But I doubt I can be as awesome as you are” You heard few sights of relief “Wanna seat with me?” You extend your hand and Hope takes it without hesitation.


After the dinner your stay in New Orleans became boring. You were exploring the city for few first days, you went shopping with Hayley and Rebekah. You even played chess with ‘Lijah.
Eventually you had enough. Caroline was with Klaus doing God knows what and where, so you get into your car and drove to see if any Original was home.
You went in but there was no sound. You said few words under your breath and felt presence of few people in the backyard.

“Hi guys!” You said while walking down the steps
“(Y/N)!” Hope smiled and hugged you tightly while Kol and Freya send you smiles
“What are you up to?” You ask sitting in the grass with her
“I’m trying to bring this flower back to life, cause uncle burned it” She glares at him but he only smiles
“Will you show me?” You ask softly

She took the flower in her hand and closed her eyes. You could feel her power flowing but it was chaotic. Her small hand was trembling and you softly closed it between your own. You regulated your breathing which happens to her too. And soon Hope opens her eyes to see small daisy in her hand.

“Wow” She said with wide eyes “How’d you do that?”
“Every witch takes power from something” You explain and pick up one pice of grass “You can use nature like ancestors. Your power will be pure then. You can take it from fire, but it’s really hard to tame” You warned
“What about you?” Hope asks with innocent curiousity. You looked at Freya, who has a hard look “I’m really old ya know” You smile softly “Things I have power from are more dangerous”
“Are they like fire?” She looked at you
“They’re more like…” You purse your lips for a moment “Like a tornado”
“So they’re destructive?” Hope frowns
“Don’t worry love” You squizzed her hand “I can tame my demons”


You sat with few witches and Freya, they were talking about your ways of using power, when Klaus, Kol and Elijah came in.
“Why all of them are afraid of you?” Elijah asked in his noble voice
“Maybe beacuse she’s a damn psycho” One of the witches spat and you felt her power boiling
“Britt, calm down” Freya spoke softly
“I can’t!” Said witch stood up “She’s using the darkest power to ever exist! Even your aunt didn’t tried that!”
“She was actually a coward” You shrugged
“Are you nuts?” Britt turned to you “Do you know the consequences of using-” You stood up and let your eyes turn her black
“Oh I know the consequences” Your voice was dark and her body started to fly in the air “I also know the power which comes with it” You let her drop to the floor “You all should know that when I use your power to but you I feed from your emotions too” You pointed at the witch on floor “You, were so angry that your power was all over the place. I used your own hatred to hurt you.”
“That’s all?” Kol laughs “You all are scared that she’ll get in your heads?”
“She can do more than that” Freya spoke up and you waved your hand letting her continue “She has a connection to spirits and demons. She’s using the most dark magic there is” You saw their surprise “The only person who tried that killed herself and thousands people with just one blow”
“Actually” You hold one finger up “It was Balthazar, but he used her body. Don’t worry I’m not that stupid to use his help”
“How long have you been practicing this kind of magic?” Kol asked with interest
“Since I was ten”


“Does it hurt?” Hope asks while she picks up some flowers
“You mean taking power from the demons?” You ask which caused Klaus and Kol to look up
“Yes” She nodded “They’re bad, aren’t they?”
“Not all the time” You frown looking at the sky “They can be easily pissed off, that’s true, but most of the time they just seat there”
“Do they talk to you like dead witches?”
“Depends on my mood and the weather” You chuckle lightly “But I can tune them off, I’m not crazy” Hope smiles at you
“Love” You both look to Klaus “Time for dinner”

She hugged you and you placed a soft kiss on her temple. Niklaus send you a smile and went into the house. They all became tensed around you, but they still had your back, thanks to Caroline.

Do you hear them now?“ Kol asks from his chair
“Only one” You eye him down “Why?”
“Just curious” He smirks
“She’s talking about you”
“She?” He raises his eyebrows
“Yeah. She can feel lust” You chuckle and his smirk was evident now
“Wondering why” Kol murmures while looking at you. You shook your head and made your way over to him. You stop between his legs “Is she telling you something now?” I smirks placing his hands on your hips
“Tuned her of” You had matching smirks
“So we’re alone” He tilts his head upwards while you seat in his lap
“I guess you have what you wanted” You smile and place your hands behind his neck
“Not exactly” He smirks before kissing you passionately “Now I do”

ninjacookiegirl  asked:

I READ YOUR DEAN DRABBLE AND LOVED IT! So I was wondering if you get the time if you would do one where Dean you know comes back from hell and comes searching for you. To find out that you had his child while he was gone and he didnt know you were even pregnant before. Thank you!!

@ninjacookiegirl omg I just love Dean too much. He deserves so much happiness and joy in his life. (also tagging @dont-give-a-bother)

Dean’s eyes water, but he doesn’t bother to hide the tears as you place the bundle in his arms. “How –“ Voice crack and a cleared throat before he can correct himself. “I mean, who?”

His entire world hangs in the balance. With held breath, he watches the tiny girl wriggle in his arms.

“She’s yours.”

The words nearly send him to his knees. “Mine? But how? When?”

The baby – his daughter – peers up at him, sky blue eyes as wide as his own. Dean can feel himself crumbling as she blinks at him, watching him as intently as he watches her. She’s his. His. He has a family now. A woman that loves him, a daughter. It’s almost too much after everything that just happened. He wonders as the little girl shifts in his arms if he died and made it to heaven somehow.

“I knew before you… before everything. I wanted to wait until it was right but then…” You take a deep breath. “She was born two months ago.”

“Shit.” He murmurs, rocking her instinctively when she yawns.

“Her name’s Mary.” You offer.

Dean’s head snaps up. “What?”

“After your mom. I figured, you know, that you would’ve liked that.”

He shuts his eyes, chest shaking as tears escape his eyes. “Thank you.”

You step forward, carefully placing a hand on his upper arm. Dean knows that later he’ll hold you tight, hug you for hours, hug you until he can no longer feel the pain of the memories slowly returning. Then he’ll make sure you know just how much you missed him, but for now, he’s content to stand there quietly, reveling in a small moment of happiness he most certainly does not deserve.

There’s a silence between the two of you, one heavy with nearly half a year’s worth of unsaid words and lost embraces, one filled with questions that need to be asked, one that promises to end soon enough, but for now, the silence remains as Dean rocks his daughter in his arms.

I would get on my knees for Tae

Hoseok | Jimin | Namjoon | Jungkook | Yoongi | Jin

Being Tony Stark’s Daughter and Dating Peter Parker would include:

Author’s Note: I really love these headcannon lists so I decided to try them out, hope you enjoy <3

Warning(s): swearing and Deadpool tbh

Being Tony Stark’s Daughter and Dating Peter Parker would include:


•meeting him by chance at Starbucks.
-they’d call out ‘Stark’ to come pick up your drink and Peter would freak out.

•he’d try and talk to you about the ‘stark internship’ and you’d be like 'tf are you?’
-“Hi I’m P-Parker Pete, I mean Peter Parker”
-“okay do you want like an autograph or something???”

•he’d be like stumbling over his words and you’d think he was cute so you’d sign his arm with your number and he’d freak out.

•he wouldn’t know whether or not to call you or how to talk to you so he just wouldn’t.
-Ned yelling at him bc Peter is stupid.

•and you’d be upset that this Parker Pete dude didn’t call you back and Tony would try to cheer you up.

•you’d be a huge Spider-Man fan

•like high-key Spidey fan

•and for some reason Tony forgot to tell you that he knew Spiderman.

•so you’d flip shit when Tony would come into the compound with an unmasked Spiderman.
-“you?? Know?? SPIDEY?? And you??? Didn’t??? Tell me???”
-“(Y/N) please, I’m old and highly susceptible to heart attacks”

•then you’d flip shit on Peter for not calling you.
-“and you Parker Pete! You didn’t call me??”

•completely ignoring the fact that Peter is spiderman.

•dropping by during training sessions.

•distracting Peter.

•getting sent out bc you’re too distracting.

•convincing Tony to let you go public school so you can 'monitor’ Peter’s progress.

•Peter showing off your friendship to everyone.

•picking up Ned and Peter in one of Tony’s flashy cars just to prove Flash wrong.

•sticking up for Peter 99.9% of the time.

•Peter being grateful for having you as a friend.

friend :’)

•you end up crushing on Peter haaaard
-it being painfully obvious to everyone but Peter
-Ned teasing you for it until the end of time.

•he asks you out at one of Liz’s parties during 7 minutes of heaven.
-“so- *kiss*-I was thinking- *kiss*-maybe later we could- *kiss*
-“yes Peter I’ll go out with you”

•keeping it a secret from Tony bc he thinks dating will interfere with Peter being Spiderman.

•dating for like a year behind Tony’s back.

•the avengers finding out bc Wanda accidentally reads your thoughts one day :)
-“you made out with Peter?”
-“WHo toLd yOu ThAt?”

•overprotective mother!Steve Rogers.

•dates swinging above the New York skyline.

•cute nicknames




•Peter sneaking into your room when he gets hurt.

•making up crazy excuses when Tony almost barges into your room.
-“I’m too old for this”

•Tony inviting Peter to team dinners.
-holding hands under the table.
-blowing kisses when Tony isn’t looking.

•makeout sessions on the roofs of sky scrapers.

•attempting to do the Spider-Man kiss.
-“Peter I think we’re doing this wrong”
-“No I got this” *web snaps* “AHhH”

“Y/N NO”

•Ned being disturbed by your PDA.

•kisses by the lockers.

•flash flirting with you


•he’d like clench his jaw and glare and you’d find that really hot tbh.

•but then flash would say some dumb shit like “how’d penis Parker get a hot babe like you?”

•you almost breaking Flash’s arm

•Peter cheering you on.

Slapping Peter’s ass at school when no ones looking

•Peter blushing all the time bc it happens on a daily basis

•Getting angry at your dad when he takes away Peter’s suit.
-“Y/N talk to me”
-“Not until you give Peter back his suit”
-“he doesn’t deserve it”
-“he deserves everything in the world and so much more than you. He tried to help you, but you didn’t listen!”

•Tony being hurt bc you’ve never fought with him before.

•him wondering why you’re defending Peter.

•it finally clicking that you’re dating Peter.

•Tony being mad at you for keeping it a secret.

•Peter not wanting to come between you and your dad’s close relationship

•coming to Peter’s defence when Tony tries to 'kill’ him.
-“dad no! I love him”
-“you love me?”

-“ew this is so sweet I can feel the diabetes already”

•PDA around the avengers tower after that
-“The 'making out’ is disturbing me”

-“Same, Thor, same”

-“you’re really soft”
-*you booping peters nose* “yeah well you’re really cute”

•dad jokes.

-“Peter! Peter! What time did the man go to the dentist?!’’

-”(Y/N) go away"

-“Tooth hurt-y! get it?”

•study dates
-turning into makeout sessions
-resulting in you guys being supervised by vision

•you trying on the suit
-almost suffocating
-accidentally swinging out into the streets of New York
-you going to hospital
-lectures from Tony.

•getting the talk from Wade
-crying afterwards bc Wade is weird.
-Tony trying to kill Wade


•passing notes in class

•staring at each other in class

•detentions together
-resulting in you making out in the back.
-resulting in you guys getting kicked out of detention
-never getting detention from other teachers bc they are disturbed by teen romance

•girl talks with Michelle and Liz
-Ned and Peter trying to spy on you guys
-Ned and Peter treating it like a secret mission and having code names.
-“Nedstar 101, I have visual on the birds”
-“copy that Peterpiper”
-“you know we can see you guys right”
-“abort mission! abort mission! We’ve been compromised!”

•getting mad when Peter doesn’t ask you to homecoming.
-him being really confused bc he thought he didn’t have to ask since you guys were dating.

•Peter getting the silent treatment.
-“PlEASe talk to mEee”

•Asking Ned for help
-failing miserably and making you even more mad.

•going to Tony for help
-also failing miserably.
-“she’s your daughter??? How did this go so wrong???”
-“I don’t know!? I’m a failure!?”

•Peter sitting outside your bedroom door for like 2 hours.
-forgiving him when you come home to find him sleeping there.

•tickle fights
-Peter accidentally kicking you in the face.
-going to the hospital again.
-getting lectures from Tony and Steve.

•cooking with Aunt May

•May loves you

•girl talks with May
-Peter trying to spy on these.

•going to Thai restaurants with May and Peter
-sometimes Tony would come
-things would get weird
-Thai food puns

•May and Peter coming to spend family holidays with you and the avengers.
-Tony being weird with Aunt May

•forehead kisses

•Peter bringing you lunch bc you always forget to eat.

•Peter crying over the titanic
-“Pete are you crying?”
-“No this is liquid pride”

•Movie nights with the Avengers
-Tony and Peter crying and laughing over the same scenes
-you and the avengers being weirded out.

•Peter braiding your hair

•Playing with Peter’s hair
-it helps him fall asleep or calm down from stress.

•falling asleep on one another
-the avengers taking photos of you guys
-someone knocking something over effectively waking you up.
-proceed to you screaming at the avengers for like 5 minutes.

•naps together

•you being the big spoon
-Peter never admiting that to anyone.
-you telling everyone.

•late night calls
-effectively running up Tony’s phone bill.

•Tony showing off you and Peter’s relationship
-cos he’s a proud dad
-uncle!Tony loves his spiderling.

•You making Peter the happiest he’s ever been and vice Versa.

“I love you”
“Meh you’re alright Pete”

スタジオ生出演、羽生に聞く by hana02015

Rudimentary Japanese translation of some interesting points from Yuzu’s recent interview because it’s quite comprehensive and I’m not sure if someone’s subbing it~~ (note: my Japanese is far from perfect so corrections are welcome- this is more of the ‘gist’ of the conversation and not word for word)

  • Said his season began with injury so he was essentially starting from behind the line, but also because of the hard times, he was able to grow
  • Re: Worlds - announcer praised his perfect FS and Yuzu said it was to the point where people were asking if he failed the short on purpose to trigger his fighting spirit lol but he admits that he probably wouldn’t have skated the FS with that sort of spirit if he had done well at the short so he needs to keep improving
  • Re: WTT Yuzu said doesn’t usually get the chance to watch other people’s performances from close by. Seeing the ladies skate so cleanly, he realised that the high level of this era of competition, where even the smallest mistake will cause you to drop in the rankings. In the Mens, it’s not simply that you have to jump quads, you also can’t miss. He said that was very instructive and he learned a lot
  • Re: New Quad Era’ and the 4A. Yuzu said he’s tried it during practice in the off-season but it’s difficult – says it’s a special jump (due to the entry method) with high risk and so he has to consider risk of injuries etc. when practising it
  • TV station made a hologram/projection of Yuzu landing a 4A. Yuzu: ‘whoaa this is cool, I want to jump with it’
  • They say he has to jump 17cm higher than for the 3A. Yuzu: ‘huh, it sounds quite high but it’s…kind of really just my hair isn’t it?’ He’d also need to land 1.1m further than 3A and rotate 10% faster. Yuzu fairly unfazed: ‘Looking at it now, I feel like I…can probably jump that?’ and thanks them because he feels like he can visualise it now, thanks to the hologram lol
  • Yuzu’s old (first?) skating teacher was all like: ‘I feel like conversation about quints is coming closer’ lololol
  • Yuzu doesn’t feel particularly unnerved/scared that the sQuad are younger than him. Said he knew Shoma since very young and though Shoma is a kouhai, after fighting through the competitions together, he also sees Shoma as a nakama ( ; u ; )
  • more discourse on quads: Yuzu says what helps you land the quads is not really young age/experience but ‘sense’ for the jumps
    • The next part was hard for me to understand since I didn’t pick up on all the words but I think the gist of it is that successful jumping comes down to each individual and if you have the instinct for it, a ‘challenger’ can come from anywhere
    • 最終的はそれぞれの個人の体((退学に合わせたもの)))??? idk guys soz lmao
  • They were like ‘can you…land the lutz in practice? should we put a circle or triangle?’ and yuzu laughed and was like ‘t-triangle….’, implying his Lutz isn’t perfect yet 
  • ‘It’s a hard jump but it’s fun! Since the season is finally over and we’re finally free from competitions, I wanted to try it.’
  • Says he’s not going to put the Lutz in the Olympic program - says having a lot of quad varieties does not mean you can win
  • they talked a bit about the 3/11 earthquake and Yuzu said bc he had the experience of losing his home-rink and still remembers the hard times that followed, he’s always quite happy and grateful to be able to practice in a rink
  • Has absolutely no plan for Pyeongchang at the moment LMAO
  • first plan for off season………wants to improve a lot of skating skills (#typical), esp 4Lz and the 3Lz because 3Lz went a bit weird (bc he’s practising 4Lz?) lmaooo
  • Goal for next season: ‘Towards perfection’ - 理想の先へ (literally: towards the ideal destination but he implies he means ‘beyond’ the ideal). He’d characterise this season (with the Loop) as a season of getting closer towards the ideal. Next season he wants to surpass the current ‘ideal’ he has. People say you shouldn’t have limits but Yuzu thinks it’s good to have limits, but if you set your own limits, you should set them higher than you’re able to achieve right now (I think? I’m not entirely confident I’m hearing it right)

Mark is happy where he is and enjoys what he likes best: rapping!


9 3 0 3 0 9
happy birthday
m i n y o o n g i

Your image that has been neglected
Even then I didn’t know your significance
No matter where I am
You always defended that spot


Your Worst Nightmare

Summary: Dan can’t sleep–he never can. And it’s thanks to the demon under his bed.

TW: uhhh scary demon shit. idk when @mangothatismelancholy was reading it she was legitimately scared so idkkk

Genre: angst

Word Count: 5k

(here’s a drawing @societyshottheunicorns01​ made!)

(and a drawing @haleykinz​ made!)

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Abs and Algebra (Peter Parker x reader)

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Summary: Prompt List- #20. “Arguing with you is always at the top of my list.”

Y/N never thought that the fitness room would make such a great study place. Peter never thought working out instead of homework was such a good excuse.

Requested: yes

Warning: language, slight teen angst, lol teen hormones

Word Count: 2339

Here’s another Peter one! I did a slight angst one bc I never really do those so here ya go! Lol hope you all enjoy!

Tagged List: @sigh-whoami @imsecretlyromanburki



Why does he act like he knows absolutely everything? Why is always wearing that stupid blue sweater? Didn’t he know that it was a like eighty degrees outside? And why is he staring a hole through you right now, with his lips turned up like that, god that annoyed you so much. Oh god, and why are you blushing, uneasy mess right now? Snap the fuck out of it!

You quickly snapped your intense yet annoyed gaze at Peter and focused back on your homework. You still felt the burning feeling of his eyes on you as you continued to finish your Algebra homework. Why wasn’t he doing his homework? Great question, he should be finishing his homework. This was yet another one of the millions of qualities you didn’t care for about Peter Parker. It wasn’t that you hated him per se it was just, he acts like- well he thinks- okay fine. You really, really didn’t like him.

It was just almost everything about him ticked you off in such a way it made your eyes roll into the back of your head every time something cocky rolled off his tongue, or when he proved how much he could actually lift in the gym room, and when he acted as if he was the biggest superhero to roam the streets since Tony Stark.

He wasn’t.

I mean, neither were you. Sure, you couldn’t catch a bus with your bare hands. Or hang upside down from walls like a complete idiot, but you still had powers too. Yours weren’t trapping people in webbing, but they were pretty powerful. But, that’s besides the point. The point was, Peter Parker would find his way around a fucking mountain just to piss you off.

You didn’t to say it was personal, but it was. At school, he was a completely different person. His usual loud, rowdy, and arrogant persona you saw almost every day at the base was flipped into a shy, quiet, and polite teenage boy around his schoolmates and teachers. His superhero tactics and attitude must of paved the way for his ego to grow immensely around you outside of school. You didn’t even speak to him in Algebra class, it was as if you two didn’t know each other. He was low on the social radar at school, but you, you were even lower.

That didn’t bother you, knowing that as long as Peter kept your secret from everyone, you would keep his. But, this whole “teammate guidelines” book wasn’t even established beyond the boundaries of missions. Around the base, he would do anything to piss you off, and he knew it. He knew how angry you would get when he yanked your glasses of playfully as you worked vigorously on your homework. Or, when you would have to go on missions with him, he acted as if you were there to observe and he was sent to complete the job.

This was one thing you never grew tired of, and you attempted to tell Tony, but then decided against it, due to the fact Tony would just believe it was the two teens on the team who wanted to start drama.

So, you tried to keep your fiery comments back to Peter very slim, but that was on a good day.

Today was not one of those days.

Your mind had been attempting to focus its full attention on your Algebra homework for the past hour, but everywhere you traveled to try and get some peace and quiet, something disrupted you. So, you decided to land your final destination in the Fitness Room, somewhere you never went (lol). You typed in the pass code on the pad next to the door and walked in, the sound of absolute silence hitting your eardrums instantly. The sound was music to yours in a way as the silence settled you down and kept you calm.

Finally. There’s no arguing Tony and Steve, no loud Bucky and Sam, and then best of all, no bickering, egotistical Peter.

You sighed heavily in victory before making way to the only table in the Fitness Room. Sitting down at the white table, you pulled out your Algebra book and spiral, turning directly to the page you had stopped on when you heard Thor yell from behind you, “Neither of you are worthy!”.

You place your hands in your tangled locks, slipping on your glasses before looking down at the book to continue your studying in hopefully, silence.

Okay, if the four is squared then there’s no way this could work. The problem has to be undefined, I just don’t understand how-

You obviously spoke way too soon. Your thinking was stopped midway of the problem once your ears perked at the sound of the door swinging open and the footsteps of the last person you would want in there with you at the moment.

“Hey! Y/N! What are you doing studying in here?”

The voice that made your head ache and your veins pop out of your arms rang through your ears in a loud, uneasy echo throughout the seemingly vacant room.

Your Y/E/C eyes shut themselves tightly, fists matching them as you reached up to yank your glasses off your head and slam them down on your book in annoyance. Turning around to lock gazes with the prick behind you, you feel the peak of your complete and utter luck drop to the bottom of the line.

“This was the only quiet place in the entire building,” your pink lips open in a scowl as you made sure to emphasize the ‘was’ in your statement.

Peter’s brown eyes rolled into the back of his head as he tossed his towel across the room, landing on a weight bench. His shoulders shrugged in a careless manner, “Well, now it isn’t.”

A deep groan emitted from the bottom of your throat at his comment. Why can’t you just do one thing? One thing, Without Peter worming his ass into it. Whatever, you’ll just ignore him for the time being. You could do that, right? Of course you could.

Another sigh emits from you before you turn back around and attempt to focus on the problem that’s been eating your energy our for minutes. Slipping your glasses back on, you pick up your pencil and begin to work the problem form the beginning, seeing if you could start over and maybe, finally solve it.

As you began to write the four transitioning from the other side of the equation, your brain realized that wouldn’t work and mentally erased the idea from your mind. Minutes passed, and after five tries, your mind starts to get antsy and annoyed with the erase marks and X’s scattered all across your paper.

“I just don’t understand why you can’t subtract it from the-but wait. Then you would have to add, but no. That doesn’t make any sense either…” you muttered yourself, grumbling as you trailed off your incorrect thought and filed it with the others. You bit your chapped lip and tugged on it as your eyes lifted from the book to wander around the room in thought.

Your eyes shifted from towards the left corner of your eye and your intense, diligent gaze shifted from cloudy numbers scattered around your brain to a site that you hate to admit it, made your mind wander from math to an entirely new adventure. As you thought your eyes would meet a vacant workout bench, they instead met a very sweaty and very shirtless Peter Parker lifting weights before you.

What even was, Math?

Your thoughts vanished of immediate hatred every time your eyes met his figure. This time, your mouth went from ‘opened wide to scream something cursing at the boy in front of you’ to ‘close your damn mouth, Y/N, drool is starting to form at the boy in front of you’. His slightly tanned bare chest glistened with sweat dripping down to this stomach area. Obviously, Peter had yanked off the fully covered sweater that adorned his apparently, toned ass body underneath. You silently and guiltily prayed to the gods for the sight before you.

You continued to stare heavily at the sweaty, ripped boy lifting weights before you. Your eyes then trailed up to his bulging biceps, flexing every time the weight would come up above his sweaty head of hair. You felt your breath become heavy and your chest rise up in nervousness each time his body flexed in a new and fucking incredible way.  Your eyes then made way to Peter’s hair, he usual slicked back hair was ruffled in curls, due to the fact the wetness made his true hair type become evident.

Okay fine, you knew Peter was very, very attractive. But this? This was something you definitely didn’t need in your life. This was going to make everything ten times harder in an argument with the ripped boy next to you. Why god, why? But at the same time, thank you god, thank you.

“Are you done?”

The sound of Peter’s raspy and slightly high voice range through your ears, snapping you out of your guilty Peter stare down. You veins pumped with nerves and your eyes greeted Peter’s right brown orbs in an entire new kind of look. The clouded anticipation of Peter’s body was no longer evident in your eyes, it was now the usual annoyed glaze over your orbs. Your brain wracked for something smart to say back, knowing you’d been caught.

God, he is never going to let you live this down.

“What are you talking about?” you faked reality and acted as if he was the crazy one. You narrow your lids in seemingly displeasure and throw your pencil down, which had almost broken due to your fist squeezing it into oblivion.

Peter then jumped down from the slightly high step that supported numerous types of workout equipment. His wet towel was grasped in his right hand as he walked to right next to you, bare body leaning against the pole, “You’ve been checking me out for the past three minutes,” he interjected, arms folded across his chest cockily.

Your heart was beating quickly at his sudden confession, the truth obviously being told. You attempted to think of something fast before your major contemplative actions became too obvious. So, you thought of the most clever response you could come up with on a whim.

“Ew, no I haven’t.”

Wow, Y/N. That was genuinely so clever, you dumb ass.

“Uh, yeah you were,” he pushed back, leaning himself of the pole and inching closer to you.

“NO, I haven’t.”

“Yes, you have.”





“Peter it’s called thinking!” you sassed back, now standing up as aggravation swept your entire demeanor. Your own arms folded over your chest in a heated daze as your eyes never took themselves off Peter’s.

“Really, 'cause the last time I checked, biting your lip and staring at someone’s chest isn’t called thinking.”

Your body was so close to Peter’s you could feel the hot breath roll off his lips and hot your face as he fired back another comment. The body proximity of you two was nearly close to passing the 'too close’ line, but you didn’t care. You weren’t about to let Peter have this hanging over your head for the rest of your life. No matter how fucking good he looked sweaty and shirtless, you had to win.

Your eyes searched Peter’s in an intent stare as you popped out a question that had been lingering in the back of your mind for months, “Why do you always want to argue with me?”

You watched as Peter’s pink lips turned up into a playful smirk before stepping across that proximity into dangerous territory. Your pulse quickened at your state, your body instantly responding to a glorious hot and sweaty boy standing so close to you. Your cheeks flushed as the thoughts of this ran through your brain. Your teenage hormones didn’t give a shit whether it was Peter Parker or not standing this close to you in this state, they just knew how to play you.

Peter’s lips inched closer to yours, and the closer they got, the farther your brain got from the feeling of dislike and annoyance with the boy in front of you.

“Because, arguing with you is always at the top of my list,” he daringly whispered against your lips, the breath from his comment hitting your mouth slyly. Your eyes bounced from Peter’s bright brown eyes down to those egotistical lips numerous times before you had no idea what the hell you were doing. Your hormones were in drive.

The next thing you knew, your hand wrapped itself around Peter’s neck and yanked him forward to meet your mouth in a hot, fiery, and searing kiss. The word hatred meant nothing to you as his slightly chapped lips pushed themselves back onto yours and his arms wrapped around your frame. One hand was placed on the back of his neck and the other reached down and ran up and down his glorious abs. You felt him moan slightly at your soft touch and pulled you even closer to him, if that was a possibility. Your body ignited with sparks at his touch, and your knees shook as his tongue attempted to slide itself past your lips.

With no sense of manner or care in the world, you allowed him to and your body almost fainted at the feeling. You could tell it was getting hot and heavy a little too soon, so you shut your lips back together and took your hand off the back of his neck and sighed against his lips.

Peter took this as a signal and kissed you one last time softly before pulling away. Both your bodies breathed heavily near each other in need for instant air. Your eyes met in a warm daze and you reached up in delight to faintly touch your lips.

Faces burning with sudden realizations and passion, you drew apart and for the first time, smiled genuinely at the other.

Making Fabric Poppets

I want to teach you all how I make my fabric poppets, and how you can make your own too. Here is my post detailing all of what I do to make my adorable plush fabric poppets.

I also sell them if making them yourself is too much fuss for any reason. Here are details.


- Fabric of your choice- My fabric of choice is fleece. The fabric should be a color you can match with your intent, personality, etc.

- Person-shaped pattern to trace- You can use a gingerbread man cookie cutter to make your paper pattern, free hand, or if you like you can use mine which I will gladly sell you a copy of- message me for details.

- Needle and thread- You can use different thread colors for different intentions.

- Stuffing and any extras- herbs, objects, etc.

- A marker of a similar but darker color than the fabric

- Scissors

-Step 1-

Lay out your fabric. Lay down the poppet pattern on the fabric. I prefer to weight them down with rocks so they don’t shift. (You can of course choose rocks that match your intent.)

-Step 1.5-

I then trace the patter with a maker that is of a similar color to the fabric, but off enough that I can see it. Don’t worry about being super clean with your lines because they will be hidden in the inside seams.

-Step 2-

Next, to sew the pieces together. Place them together so that the side with the marker line faces out.

Then, grab your needle and thread. Thread your needle.

Be sure to have a piece of thread to work with that is about as long as your arm. This should be enough for the whole poppet, but make sure to have more on hand just in case.

-Step 3-

Start your sewing in the place where the opening will end later. I typically choose the “armpit” of the poppet because then the opening gives me great access to all of its insides for later.

I use a kind of slip stitch for sewing. Really any stitch will do, but I will show you mine. I put the needle all the way through both pieces of fabric to make a loop, and before tightening I stick the needle through the loop, then tighten. This makes a kind of knot that is durable and nice looking. Here’s a picture:

Aside- Why I hand sew- I find the process of hand sewing to be not only relaxing but also more magical. I can focus on my intentions while I sew, and with each stitch I’m fastening my energy into it. This is by no means the only way you can sew them together, but it is my personal preferred way.

 Continue sewing around to join the two pieces of fabric. **Remember to leave a 1.5in opening! Also leave your thread attached!** This is the only way to turn it inside out and hide the seams.

- Step 4-

Turn it inside-out. Reach inside and grab the top of the poppet’s head and pull it through the hole like shown. You may need to poke around a bit to make sure everything is fully turned right-side-out.

-Step 5- Once right-side-out, your poppet is ready for stuffing. Start with the appendages first, that way you can make sure they are well-fluffed. After that, if you want add in balls of stuffing in the places of major organs to make it more human. (A ball for a brain, a ball for a stomach, that kind of thing)

If you like, add in herbs or objects for your intent, or keys to link the poppet with the person that you’re targeting. Consider positions of the objects and herbs inside the poppet and the significance. I added rose petals in the head and heart of this one, and mint and rosemary in the stomach. That gives it some symbolism, and what witch doesn’t enjoy symbolism?

-Step 6- When it is stuffed to satisfaction, sew up the opening with the same stitch we sewed with before flipping it. This leaves a rough edge, and I actually like it that way. It makes it easier to cut open the stitching if you ever wanted to for any reason. I can’t be the only person that’s wanted to rip someone’s stuffing out (there’s a curse idea) so I hope you find it useful too.

Do a couple more stitches to assure your thread isn’t going anywhere and then cut it off.

Ta-da! A perfect poppet for all of your witchcraft needs.

Happy crafting! 

 - Max the Death Witch