so i will gif the rest later

Series Title: True Love Gave to Me

Chapter Title: Day 23 Stockings

Character: Negan

TV: The Walking Dead

Warnings: SMUT!

Photo/GIF credits go to the original maker/owner


I was beyond irritated. People were being dicks to the tenth degree, traffic was literally bumper to bumper and I was ready to scream.

So much for the holiday spirit.

I could’ve cried when I pulled into the drive way. Resting my head on the steering wheel, I took a much needed deep breath before getting out of the car.

The gift bags in the back seat would have to wait until later.

As soon as I entered the house, I toed off my sneakers and hung up my jacket.

“Negan?” I called out, as I put my keys and wallet in the decorative bowl that was on a side table.

When I didn’t get a response, I cracked my neck, rubbing where the tense muscle of my shoulder was.

Rounding the corner to the living room, I paused, my eyes wide.

Negan stood in front of the fireplace in a red robe and a Santa’s hat… and he was fully erect.

“The hell are you doing Negan?” I asked, amused and bewildered.

He snapped his fingers, pointing to a chair that was placed in the middle of the floor.

I bit my lip, wanting to see where this was going with morbid curiosity.

Complying to his voiceless command, I parked my rear on the chair, my legs crossed at the ankles.

He turned to the stereo, pushing play. Salacious Christmas stripper music began to flow through the speakers.

I covered my mouth, trying to stifle the giggles.

Negan did a dance around me, slowly revealing bits of his naked body to me.

Coming to the front, he bent at the waist, placing his hand on my shoulder as he gyrated his hips.

When he took the robe completely off, I busted out laughing, falling over to the floor.

Hanging from his erect member, was a stocking.

I got to my knees, holding my stomach.

It was just adorably funny!

Negan stood proudly, a smirk on his lips, trying not to laugh himself, “Gonna see what’s in the fuckin’ stocking, baby?”

I wiped my eyes and cleared my throat. Reaching out, I took the stocking off of his member and peered inside.

I pulled out two small bottles, one was lotion and the other was KY brand lube.

“Seriously?” I asked, laughing.

Negan licked his lips, “I’ve got plans for you tonight, Sweetheart.”

“I suppose I should give you some sort of thanks in advance then.”

Leaning forward, I kissed the head of his hard length. I gripped him gently, smirking at his grunt when I slowly licked him.

Negan’s chest heaved when I took him into my mouth, the skin smooth against my tounge.

I hummed when he grabbed a handful of my hair, “Fuckin’ hell,” he groaned.

I ran my hands up and down his thighs as I slowly bobbed my head, taking him as deep as I could in my mouth.

He pulled on my hair gently, pulling hips back slowly. When just the head was between my lips, I gave him a firm suck, flicking my tounge on the slit, tasting him.

“Jesus, fuckin’… fuck, enough!” He groaned, his hardness leaving my mouth with a wet plop.

I wiped the corners of my mouth, smiling up at him.

Negan helped me stand up, walking me backwards where my back collided with the bookshelf.

I gasped when he kissed me, his tounge caressing mine as he unbuttoned my pants, shoving his hand into my panties.

He growled when he fingers came in contact with my wetness.

“So fuckin’ wet, Darlin’.” He said, in between kisses.

As he began to slowly slide two fingers into me, he kissed his way to my ear, “Mrs. Claus has been a fuckin’ minx this year,”

I moaned when he wiggled his fingers.

“She best get that fine ass in the bedroom.” Negan growled.

He slowly pulled his hand from my panties, giving my ass a firm slap as I moved past him.

I guess I was in the Christmas spirit after all.

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Pairing: Steve x reader

Prompt: #7- “I bet it’s a girl/boy”

A/N: I hope it’s not to shitty

(Y/D/N) = Your Daughter’s Name

You and Steve were at one of Tony’s party’s. It was later and all the rest of the guests were gone so it was just the avengers and their assorted spouses. Jane, Laura, Pepper, and you were there along with the avengers. You were all sitting, chatting, laughing, and having a good time. Everyone was drinking, everyone except for that is. You couldn’t drink because you were pregnant, 7 months to be exact. Steve had his arm around you and you were cuddled into his side. You had to admit that not being able to drink did suck a lot, especially when you were around people who could drink. You had lost all interest in the conversation everyone was having and you were now quietly sitting fiddling with your wedding ring. You zoned out until Steve put his hand on your large stomach and said:

“I bet it’s a girl” he smiled at you as you looked up at him. Everyone was staring at the two of you then Tony cut in.

“$100 it’s a boy” he said sitting back in his seat. Pepper hit his chest and gave him a look, then Clint chimed in.

“Nah, I’m with cap, $200 it’s going to be a girl” Clint laughed and grabbed Laura’s hand “Little girls are really cute” he smiled at you and Steve “You two are in for one hell of a ride”

He was right, you were in for one hell of ride. You and Steve were both exited and terrified. In the beginning you didn’t think you could do it but your wonderful husband reassured you that you would be a wonderful mother.

“When are you due?” Natasha asked taking a sip of her wine.

“May 12th, but I doubt that we will be on time” You said. Things in your life never went as planned and you just wanted to get through this pregnancy without anything bad happening. “I just can’t wait” you added putting your hand over Steve’s that was still resting on your stomach.

“Me either” Steve said leaning down to kiss you slowly.


After 11 long hours of labour you finally had a beautiful little girl. You sat in the hospital bed holding your tiny baby in your arms with Steve hovering closely. She was so little and precious you never wanted to let go of her but eventually the doctor had to take her to do a little checkup. You held Steve’s hand tightly until she was back. When the nurse brought her back in she asked if you had a name for your little bundle of joy. You and Steve had decided on (Y/D/N). You had loved that name since you were a child and Steve just couldn’t disagree.

After you, Steve, and (Y/D/N) had time to relax people started to come in and see the two of you. Since you and Steve both had no living family the first to come in was the team. When Clint saw your little girl he motioned to Tony and he handed him $200. Clint then went to talk to Steve about baby care and all the things he should know, Natasha and Tony were fawning over (Y/D/N), and Bruce was talking to you about how you were doing.

“I’m doing okay I’m just so exhausted” You stated looking around at everyone.

“Well you did just give birth” He said.

“Took me 11 hours but I did it” You joked.

“Hey (Y/N), what did you decide to name her?” Natasha called, not taking her eyes of the newborn. You looked to Steve who was already looking at you.

“Do you want to tell them?” He asked walking over to where you were sitting on the hospital bed.

“No you can” you smiled reaching for his hand. Everyone was staring at the two of you in suspense.

“We named her (Y/D/N)”.


It was (Y/D/N)’s 1st birthday. You and Steve had put together a little party with just the team. (Y/D/N) was sitting in her high chair eating cake with her hands while everyone was watching her and laughing. You stood in the kitchen just taking in the scene. You had a wonderful a husband, a beautiful daughter, and great friends. You didn’t want your life to be any different. Steve came up behind you and put his arms around your waits and rested his head on your shoulder.

“We should have another one” He whispered in your ear. A huge grin broke out on your face. You didn’t think about another kid but it sounded amazing. The two of you had been so happy since (Y/D/N) was born and you would be over joyed to have another. You turned around to face him and gave him a meaningful kiss. He pulled back and put his hand on your cheek. “So what do ya say?”

“I say yes” you said pulling him back in for another kiss. When you pulled away you went to go get (Y/D/N) to wash up when you noticed everyone staring at the two of you.

“I can’t wait for another” Natasha said excitedly.

(Requested By Anon)

Warnings: None

Imagine: walking in on Emmett baking you a cake for your birthday

The smell of vanilla and icing was all Y/N could sense as She walked up to the Cullen household. Today was her 18th birthday. The day before she was going to be changed by Emmett.

“Emmett I’m here” Y/N said as she stood outside the door waiting for one of the cullens to open the door but there was no reply. Y/N pull the handle down and walked in slowly walking up the stairs and into the kitchen staring at Emmett as he focused on the cake trying to make it perfect

“Hello Y/N happy birthday” Alice screeched from behind her making Y/N jump and almost fall in horror as the rest of the cullens laughed.

“Y/N I thought you were coming later” Emmett said walking the cake over to the table

“I was but my party was boring so I walked out and I missed you” Y/N said whispering the last part

“Walking out of your own party that’s my badass girl” Emmett said smirking as he picked you up and placed his lips on yours

Step-by-Step process of one of our Promo GIFs!

We have received some requests about how the pixel art of Long Gone Days is made, so here’s a little step-by-step process:

Rough Lineart: Using black lines, we sketch every soldier (we used Rourke’s sprite as a base).

I always wanted that platform that transports the soldiers of The Core to the surface to be a mix of the subway and the first row of a theater.

Sprite Clean-up+Color: Using the existing color palette of the main character, I colored the rest of the soldiers (the lines were also colored!)

Background Coloring: The seats were painted red so it would contrast with the green illumination later.

Ambient Illumination: A turquoise layer set on Overlay was added on top of the canvas.

Lightning: Finally, some back illumination was added (a strong turquoise light around the corners). This step is what really makes the image pop up!

Finished Piece: And that’s how the promotional image was done!

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D: “It was a Thursday morning, you were wearing that ratty little “Dartmouth” T-shirt you look so good in, the one with the hole in the back of the neck. You’d just washed your hair and you smelled like some kind of… flower. I was running late for surgery. You said you were going to see me later, and you leaned to me, you put your hand on my chest and you kissed me. Soft. It was quick, kind of like an habit. You know, like we’d do it everyday for the rest of our lives. And you went back to reading the newspaper and I went to work. That was the last time we kissed.” 

A/N: Thank you anon for this request, sorry this is up later than expected. Hope you enjoy it! 

Pairing: Pietro x Reader

Warnings: none


“Fine By Me”

"It’s not my fault you’re so slow” Pietro spat.
“You better watch what you’re saying”
“and what are you going to do? Tell me”
It was no surprise to the rest of the team that you two were fighting. Lately, it had become a normal occurrene. 
“HEY! kids! Can you take your scrap somewhere else? I’m trying to enjoy my breakfast” said a tired Clint
You and Pietro used to be good friends. Note ‘used’. You didn’t understand what had happened, one moment you two were fine then the next he started acting less than kind towards you. This had been going on for over a month now and you were getting sick of it. You didn’t understand what you did for him to act like this, and you were beginning not to care. After how he had been treating you, you had grown to despise him. Still, a small part of you couldn’t ignore the small crush you used to have on him, no matter how much you wish you could. 
“Whatever, you’re not worth it. I’m not wasting any more time on you” you spat as you stormed to your room, suddenly you weren’t so hungry. 
“Fine by me sweetheart” you heard Pietro call. You slammed your door and slumped on your bed, thoughts filled with Pietro Maximoff.


The Avengers sat quietly and watched Y/N and Pietro go at it yet again. This was getting old, there was enough fighting outside of the tower, the last thing anyone needed was more within it.
“Fine by me sweetheart!” Pietro exclaimed as Y/N stormed away.
“Pietro-” Wanda began.
“-don’t sister. I don’t want to hear it” he said; and as quickly as he was there he was gone followed by a streak of blue.
“This is getting old. We can’t have our own teammates fighting” said Steve
“And what do you propose we do about it Cap? The kids practically hate each other” said Clint sarcastically said as he took a sip of his coffee
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that” smirked Wanda.
“What was that Maximoff?” Replied Clint. Suddenly, all of the teams eyes were on her. Wanda stood taller in her chair, smile visibly playing on her lips. “I know my brother, and without even touching his mind I can easily see the he does not hate Y/N. He is however, horrible at expressing his emotions” Wanda disclosed 
“What are you implying?” Said Steve skeptically
“Nothing at all. I’m simply stating that maybe there’s more to both of their words than they let on” shrugged Wanda. 
“I don’t-”
“Roadrunner has a school crush Cap” Clint laughed “oh this is gold! Sonic and Y/N. I can say, this I didn’t see coming" 
"Are you sure Wanda?” asked Steve 
“I know my brother Steve, I am sure”.
Clint smiled, “boy, do I have an idea”


You hadn’t left your room for hours. You didn’t want the chance of running into Pietro again. Perhaps you cared about this more than you claimed. Still, you were in the right to be upset with him for a) picking fights with you and b) completely tarnishing your friendship. You were more hurt than angry if you were to be honest. 
You were curled up watching the Lion King when you heard a knock on your door
“Who is it?” You called 
“Y/N open up it’s Clint” you heard him hurriedly say.
You raised your eyebrow. Why was Clint here? Still, you got up and opened the door.
“Hey Clint-”
“I need you to come it’s urgent!” He said 
“What’s th-”
“Just come!” He said as he grabbed your wrist and began pulling you down the hall.

After a few minutes of walking you arrived in a part of the tower you hadn’t seen before, you looked at Clint skeptically. “Where are we?” You asked. “Just trust me, alright?” he replied. Soon you came to a large black door. “Clint seriously wh-” before you could finish your sentience Clint pushed you into the room and shut the door. Quickly you scrambled to the door and tried to open it, no luck. “CLINT!” You screamed. Once you got out of there he would not be a happy camper.
“It’s no use I have already tried” you heard a voice say behind you. Quickly you turned to see the very man you were trying to avoid.
“What are you doing here Pietro?” You asked. “Wanda told me she needed to talk to me about something, then of course here I am” he replied. 
Just then you heard Steve’s voice on the other side of the door, “hey" 
"STEVE! Get me out if here NOW! This is NOT funny!” You screamed. Just then, you heard the voice of a familiar billionaire “sorry, no can do kiddo. In the mean time why don’t you two braid each others hair or confess undying love for each other or whatever it is you do. We’ll be back in a few hours. Au revoir" 
You heard feet walking away but continued to bang on the door. SOMEBODY had to hear you eventually, you needed to get out of here!
"Stop Y/N! They are not letting is out” Pietro said 
You sighed and slumped down on the floor across from Pietro, you could not believe this was happening. What was this? Eighth grade? 
“I’m not happy about it either Y/N” Pietro mumbled. You looked up at him in surprise, he chuckled “you know, you really need to watch that, thinking out loud, I can remember a few times already that it’s gotten you in trouble" 
"Stop it Pietro” you said
He looked at you with a confused expression “stop what?” He asked.
“You don’t get to act all buddy buddy with me after how you’ve been acting” you spat 
“It’s not my fault” he defended 
“No? Who’s is it? Mine? I didn’t do anything to you Pietro. It’s not my fault that you started picking fights with me” you said 
“Well, you’re not a saint here either! You have instigated just as much as I have. I-I didn’t know how to react!" 
"React to what?” You asked
Pietro’s face hardened “nothing, it’s nothing. Stop barraging me!” He said defensively 
You raised your eyebrow
“Pietro, if something’s the matter, just tell me. Do you think I want to fight with you all of the time? It’s exhausting” you said
“I know it is. But..I can’t tell you. I refuse” he said
“Oh for God’s sake Pietro!” You cried. “Fine! That’s fine. Keep it to yourself” you said as you shuffled away from him. 
You two sat there in silence for what seemed like ages. Surprisingly, he was the one that broke the silence.
“…look Y/N. I’m sorry, I don’t want to fight, so please, just leave it be” he said 
You looked up at him “I don’t want to fight either. But I can’t trust you, and I can’t just leave it be. You went from being my friend to hating me in one day. What does that say about you Pietro?” You replied 
“I’m an idiot okay? I could never hate you! I just..acted like I did." 
"That doesn’t make any sense!” you said 
“Look. I like you; and I don’t know what to do about it, so I-I don’t even know was I did. It was stupid, yes; and I’m sorry. I-" 
"Wait. What did you just say?” You interrupted 
“I like you Y/N. A lot” he said, his gaze never leaving yours 
For once, you didn’t know what to say. 
“Oh.” Is all you managed.
Pietro sighed. “I didn’t want to make things..what?awkward?…sorry.”
You both sat there for a few moments. Before you knew what you were doing, you burst out laughing. 
“What is so funny?” Pietro asked tentatively. “I-” is all you could say before you burst into more laughter. You couldn’t believe this. 
Finally, after a few more moment of laughing your head off whilst Pietro looked at you like you were mad, you collected yourself enough to form actual words.
“Sorry, this is, okay.” Pietro raised his eyebrow at you, clearly asking for a better explanation. “All of this, just because you couldn’t talk about your man feelings?” You laughed “do you know how much of this could have been avoided?”
“I know Y/N I-" 
”-No. Do you why this is funny? The feelings mutual Pietro, it’s mutual”
His head shot up.
“I like you as well Pietro. I have for awhile now”
Now he was the one laughing. 


Little did you know, you two were not the only ones to share in the laughter. “Wanda! Stop laughing! Tell us what ms going on!” Clint asked. The rest of the Avengers were sitting in the common room listening for updates on how Clint’s self proclaimed ‘genius’ plan was unfolding. Judging by Wanda’s smile things were going better than many had expected 


After you and Pietro had collected yourselves, he looked at you in a smile. “Well, that was a waste of time, wasn’t it?” He said. You smiled and nodded, all of this time and energy and it turns out you were both on the same ground.
“Come here” he said, you shuffled over and snuggled into his shoulder and he put his arm around you. You hadn’t realized how much you wanted this moment until it happened. 
“I’m still mad at you” you lightly mumbled. He smiled, “I would still be too, it’s only been an hour. But I hope your anger doesn’t stop me from doing this” he said as he planted a gentle kiss on your forehead. In that moment you were glad that you were nuzzled up against him so he couldn’t see the tiny blush that formed on your cheeks. 
“Fine by me” you said with a smile.    

The progression of Rhys


Chanyeol’s Birthday Countdown: The ABCs of Chanyeol
➥ Day 6 - U for Untouchable man


#holy shit #they gave us glimpses of a dynamic between these three in the first season #but now i know for sure we need to buckle in #what they’re doing with these three #giving us the future the present and the (almost - quinn isn’t quite ready to let go) past #showing quinn passing the reins on to rachel not only in showrunning terms but /mentoring/ terms #i’m pretty sure will kill me by the end of the season #and not just because i am so here for women passing on power and women teaching women and so on #but because /look at these fucking reactions/ #this is gonna be a bumpy ride #we have madison who has ‘wanted to be in this business since she was a little girl’ #who seems so soft but is going to develop her own claws #has already shown an edge of teeth when she made herself a field producer #who pushed herself and another woman to tears and enjoyed the shit out of it #and then we have rachel who pushed madison so effortlessly #who is so naturally gifted at manipulation #who knows just how to twist a knife and /hates it/ #hates herself for what she so easily does to other people #how she can be so blinded by an end goal she makes a child sob until she vomits #who is always running ahead and looking back at the mess she’s left but still not slowing  #and then quinn #quinn who is smiling #who is enjoying this #who is FEEDING off of watching her monster make her own #who is so proud of her goldie because #(not only is rachel so good at what she does) #she’s using what quinn taught her and sliding into a role that rachel despised yesterday #she’s watching rachel Get It #seeing rachel realize how ruthless you need to be #seeing rachel breaking madison and smiling #because she knows rachel isn’t only going to survive #she’s going to thrive