sorry im not tagging the kid

someone tagged me???

@a-dott-ham u tagged me, what?? thank u fren. 

A:  Age: 13 (i am a small child)

B:  Birthplace: Michigan (somewhere, im not gonna say, sorry) 

C:  Current time: 9:49pm

D:  Drink you last had: milk, i live off milk (im not kidding just ask anyone who knows me irl)

E:  Easiest person to talk to: @poptarts-and-salt (luv u)

F:  Favorite song: dont u dare make me choose. but currently i think it would be I Don’t Care by fall out boy

G:  Grossest memory: honestly i cant think of anything right now, sorry

H:  Horror yes or horror no: i assume you mean like horror books/movies/shows so yes im all for it but it scares me a lot

I:  In love: yes….hello @poptarts-and-salt how was your day 

J: Jealous of people: yea sometimes like if they have something i want or like really cool hair or something. or of people who are always genuinely happy, like how do you do that man?

K:  Killed someone: i sure hope not

L:  Love at first sight or attraction at first sight: attraction. i dont think you can love someone until you get to know them a bit.

M:  Middle name: lee

N:  number of siblings: i have a twin brother 

O:  one wish: i wish people would just get along with each other and not be assholes.

P:  person you called last: as in like a phone call? i never call people so i dont remember, but the last person who called ME was my dad.

Q:  Question you’re always asked: um…i dont really know??? im sorry guys XD

R:  Reason to smile: if your ships not cannon, there’s always fanfic (its my motto)

S:  Song you last sang: Boondocks by Little Big Town. we were practicing for our school play/musical

U:  Underwear color: blue (why does anyone care??)

V:  vacation: the last vacation i went on was to my friends cabin, does that count?

W:  worst habit: i cant sit still so i always play with my rings and end up dropping or loosing them :( (i always end up finding them tho, its weird, but good)

X:  X-Rays: i had to get an x-ray once when i was little and i fell of my bike and hurt my thumb. (they were checking to see if it was broken)

Y:  Your favorite food: pasta and anything chocolate

Z:  zodiac sign: scorpio 

I’m gonna tag @cheshireonfire, @nerdy—emo, @poptarts-and-salt (yes hello again), @becausenoonelikesme and @a-wannabe-canadian. or anyone who feels like doing this. 

did anyone listen to that BGA song??? WHY IS IT SO IRONICALLY LEGIT???

I STAN THEM GUYS SORRY BEHIND THE SCENES GUYS BGA IS LIFE NOW

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clears throat. sasunaruhina

heres a not so well known ot3 of mine

so theres a biologically narusasu kid and two biologically naruhina twin sisters (if kishimoto thought i’d forget how he accidentally confirmed trans naruto and hinata hes dead wrong,) but no ones keeping tabs tbh its just that they have the sharingan and the byakugan or at least some watered down version of it (and whisker marks) so its p obvious but as i said everyone is everyones kid and sibling

hinata is reforming the hyuuga clan + has a genin team w sasuke that practically lives w the family, and naruto and sasuke are reforming the System w the help of sakura, who, before anyone asks, married ino

+while naruto is romantically involved with both of them, sasuhina are mostly friends

+yes, the pasta necklaces are made by the kids

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..Wendy.

I kinda like that sketchy style, I might keep it :p

Soo I finally decided to answer some older asks. It’s gonna take me only like, what, 40 years?

for some reason I get a lot of asks for Laxus and Cobra’s first meeting, so expect that sometime in the future

in the next 100 years

also:

reason number 345678 why Acno shouldn’t be a parent

@timebenderss and I are doing an art trade and we were talking about a Voltron Young Justice AU (cause we’re AU trash bins).

Anyway, I got excited and shat out this quick BlueImpulse/Klance sketch so here you go.

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Pride flag pastel palettes! Names of the flag should be there if you click on it. 

happy pokemon day everyone!! we’ve come a long way since generation 1, and i cant wait for future generations for even bigger adventures!! :3

anonymous asked:

Tell me about not-a-stoner Bitty

I had to google weed things for this ask and now the FBI is arresting me because the word bong is in my search history now

ANYWAY

-Bitty doesn’t smoke often. Once in a blue moon. The number of times Bitty has smoked in his life is less than the number of times Shitty has smoked in one month. Only smokes when he wants to de-stress.

-Bitty HATES HATES HATES the smell. Doesn’t want it anywhere in his living space. Thinks the smoke is kinda yucky. Whenever he’s carrying bud in his bag or something he keeps it in an air tight container and sprays his bag with so much body spray/perfume/cologne to diffuse it

-He’s also like super paranoid about the smell lingering on his clothes. One of his nightmares involves his favorite chinos forever smelling like actual fucking skunk 

-prefers bowls to joints like a rational person

-He actually owns a really cute bowl. its blue and shiny and Lardo bought it for him. It’s more of a novelty thing cause he doesnt use it much

-When he’s high every joke is funny. Every word is funny. everythings funny and he’s laughin and also sort of crying because he’s low key scared that his mama is going to catch him smoking even though shes like 500 miles away

-Really only likes to smoke with Shitty and Lardo (sometimes with the frogs too). It’s a nice environment with them whether or not they’re at the haus or the lake or wherever those kooky college kiddos smoke idfk i exculsively get high in a forest

-Bitty also insists on wearing Shitty’s hoodies when he smokes (b/c of the smell thing. He’d rather stink up shittys stuff not his own nice button downs. 

-7/10 out of ten he’ll cough on his first hit. It’s okay bitty theres no shame in that. 

-He’s made pot brownies before

–alternatively: Early on in his encounters with weed, he ate a whole pot brownie cause he didn’t really know any better and he was sort of dead to the world for like over a day it was v traumatic

-yeah so bitty boy isnt a stoner but hes not a stranger to weed and one last thing he’s shot gunned with someone on the smh and i wont tell you who so take a guess in the tags

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✨ pickup day is my favorite day 🌱

Not me smoking but here’s my stop drop and toke the cutest @maryjanes-neptune tagged me in and go wish her luck on her tolerance break! ✨

I tagggg @weed-breath @stonedalienfaerie @stoneroftheshire @cummy-eyelids @stoned-little-kitten @weedgoddess @weedstop @godshideouscreation @whospilledthebongwater @cannabisqueenofnight

Sorry if I didn’t tag you im high and doin my best 🌱

Saudade (7)

Bucky x Reader

Summary: She’s willing to do anything to keep Bucky out of harm’s way, that’s why she’s so expendable, and expendability is dangerous.

Word Count: 2k+

A/N: IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG IVE BEEN SO INCREDIBLY BUSY AGH

Warnings: swearing, angst, violence

TAGS AT THE END!

CATCH UP HERE Part 6

Originally posted by cherry-midnightmoonlight

Tony didn’t expect anyone at the Avengers doorstep anytime soon. So, when an elderly woman sat in one of the empty conference rooms, it stunned him.

“You’re Howard Stark’s kid, right?” she asks as he steps inside the conference room.

Keep reading

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bakugo invites kirishima to the gym and kirishhima decides this child needs protection 24/7 aka the trans!bakugo au i will never be done with

Silver Silence Part 8

Pairing: Bucky x shy enhanced reader

Summary: Bucky finally finds himself able to live at the compound with the team, but finds it difficult to repress his feelings for his new very shy and gentle teammate.

Word count:  1,607

Warnings: Swearing as always

(it is so beyond hard to write normal lately. I’ve been reading a lot of A/B/O fics and honestly they are my favorite things ever, only problem is that they make it hard to write normal fics when you’re in the mindset that you’re a fucking omega

ps: if you know of any alphabucky reader inserts please tell me)

For the next couple of days Bucky kept a closer eye on you then normal, you where slowly getting your strength back to a normal humans capacity, and he was worried you would over exert yourself. To make him less paranoid you decided to stay clear of training until your body was at full strength, But that didn’t mean you couldn’t watch others train.

You where currently marveling over Steve and Bucky’s toned bodies as they lunged at one another, throwing punches and kicks.

It wasn’t the first time you had done this, but the first time you had been so open about it. In the past you would hide behind workout equipment and long to be able to actually fight. (and also maybe staring at the beautifully chiseled features of two of the hottest super soldiers in the world.)  

However currently, you where completely out in the open, not even bothering to act innocent as your eyes ran the length of Bucky’s body.

With one quick jab at Steve’s ribs, Bucky was able to knock him off balance enough to send a sweep of his feet to Steve’s legs.

Steve’s eyes traveled to you as he now lay on the matt in defeat, watching you sit cross legged near the wall.

You scribbled down a 0 on the small white board you stole from the medical wing, and held it up, giving him a thumbs down and laughing silently.

“I had ‘em on the ropes” he assured, but you just shook your head with a smile.

“(Y/N) do you want to try?” Steve asked, but was quickly shut down by Bucky.

“No, no she’s not ready yet”

You just smiled lightly, knowing Bucky just wanted you to be safe and healthy.

Before Steve could argue further, the door to the training room opened and tony strolled in, dressed in an over the top west wood suit.

“Fancy party?” Steve asked curiously.

“Hardly, no actually a meeting.” He replied, he took a couple of steps towards you and smiled gently, laying a careful hand on your shoulder.

“Miss your voice kid?” he asked softly.

You nodded sheepishly at him, looking over at Bucky who held a sort of jealous glint in his eyes.

Bucky was about to interject, probably some comment about Tony’s strange behavior, when tony began motioning towards the door.  “Come on then, I have something you’ll appreciate.”

You looked back at Bucky, quirking a brow and hoping that he takes the hint to ask tony what he means. Unfortunately he just shrugged, forcing you to suck it up and go with tony anyway.

——————-

“Alright kid, now I know surgeries are probably the least appealing thing to you, given the last couple of weeks, but its small and I’m almost certain the device will work.”

Tony sat you down on the same metal table you’ve felt the first time he explained your heart surgery. Only this time, it was some sort of brain and vocal cords type of surgery.

“It won’t take more than an hour, the healing is fast, and I promise you it won’t be like the last time.”

You looked up at him, thinking for a while but nodding your head. No pain no gain right?

He smiled and got up to inform his team of surgeons, leaving you to stare at the screen he had used to explain everything.

It was some sort of metal device that would be installed in place of your vocal cords and also connect to your brain, and by some complicated mechanics that you honestly zoned out while listening to, it would give you the ability to talk. You honestly felt kind of weird about it, thinking at first that it would be some kind of mechanical voice, but as tony explained he’s able to match to pitch and tone of your normal voice and actually make it sound like you.

You just really hoped it worked.

——————————–

Bucky hadn’t seen (Y/n) since yesterday, and honestly it started to worry him. Where the hell did tony take you, and why hadn’t you come back.

Just as he angrily shut the refrigerator door you came practically skipping into the kitchen.

“Oh hey doll.” He greeted softly, his eyes fixed on your brightly lit smile.

You gave him a wave, looking around and grabbing an orange from the bowl on the counter.

“Want any real food? I could make us some pasta?” he asked.

You gave him a nod, sitting yourself on one of the stools that lined up with the counter, while Bucky began to get a pan out, and search for the wooden spoon he seemed to always use. He looked through a couple draws and cabinets, but came up empty.

“it’s in the sink” you said casually.

“Oh thanks.” He replied, grabbing the spoon from the sink and rinsing it off.

After a few moments you heard the sudden drop of the spoon as Bucky’s head whipped around, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

“Y-You- did- I mean…”

“Hey handsome.” You answered.

He shuffled across the kitchen, grabbing your face in his hands smiling widly, and looking into your eyes almost trying to read your soul.

“How?!” he asked in a giddy voice.

“Tony gave me some sort of strange device that he got from his so called ‘client’.”  You replied, motioning to the stitches that you had on the side of your neck.

“You have no idea how good it is to hear your voice.”
He laughed softly, leaning in and placing a gentle kiss to your lips.

—————————–

(two days later, finally full strength!)

You retracted your fist as far back as you could, and sent a roaring punch to the side of the black bag, feeling the pressure of your force connect with the object and sent it swinging back. Your other hand doing the same at a rhythmic beat, as a smile spread over face in triumph.

In your frenzies of punches you lifted your leg up, spun, and sent the back of your heal against the bag with so much force that it swung nearly a foot away from the blow. The action would have caused you a broken leg in the past, but today, in this moment, it did nothing but send that beautiful healthy burn coursing through your muscles.

You let your body rest for a few minutes, smiling from ear to ear and swinging your arms back and forth in excitement.

Next you decided to hop onto a tread mill, a thing you where familiar with walking on but never running. You pushed your normal speed of about 3 and let yourself slowly walk, breathing deeply and softly laughing at how little your energy had drained.

After about 2 or 3 minutes you pushed the incline up to 8 and adjusted the speed straight to 10. The light wind from the machines built in fan, made your hair gently caress your face, sticking to your open lips as your mouth was panting and huffing in a wide grin.

Light laughs escaped you as you bumped up the incline and felt the sweat beginning to form on your forehead and arms. In all your years of life, running had never been something you were capable of doing. Your body was like a crumbling piece of stale bread and any moving around that was to wild could send your body into a heap on the floor.

“Trying out the new bones I see?” you heard a voice call over the loud whirl of the machine and slowly glanced back to see Bucky standing in the doorway of the gym. Your smile only grew more as you looked down at your feet, seeing them fly through the air in fluid motions.

“Same bones I’ve always had, just aren’t blocked by a giant black tumor anymore!” you yelled back. He gave an airy laugh and then approached you, causing you to turn the machine back to walking speed.

“What did Helen say about your condition?” he asked, this time at normal talking levels.

“I no longer have brittle bone disease, asthma, kidney failure, or degenerative disc disease. Oh and my iron deficiency has improved.” You stated, smiling at his shocked expression.

“All of that was caused by your powers?”

“Yup! Nearly everything that has ever been wrong with me was caused by my powers excessive need for strength.” His mouth stood agape before he quickly shut it and looked you over. “There is one thing that sucks though.”

“Oh really what’s that?” Bucky’s eyebrows rose.

“I get periods now…” you mumbled.

He let out a barking laugh and shook his head. “You didn’t before?”

You sighed heavily, squirming slightly as you felt the slight presence of what you  body was doing down there.

“I was too skinny before, that stupid pocket kept all the nutrients and calories I got from any sort of food, so my period never really happened.”

He frowned slightly. “so you couldn’t have kids for two different reasons?”

You nodded. “Too frail and no periods, so yeah basically.”

“Hey.. I was wondering..” Bucky’s voice trailed off shyly.

“Go on.” You urged.

“Do you maybe want to go out to dinner tomorrow night?”

Your cheeks went red as you slowly lowered your head to hide it.

“i-I would love to.”

Permanent tags:

 @soldierplum

Silver Silence tags:

@avengershavethetardis  @dingo-ate-my-baby-crazy666    @loveyourselfcreateyourself @marvel-is-my-life2099 @ipaintmelodies @killer-stiles @chipilerendi  @fab-notfat

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@halseysbuttplug

Comeback - Kai Parker Smut

I smiled, looking up at the afterglow that came with a setting sun in the city.  A busker’s guitar filled the air over the sound of a bustling metropolis, a wave of accomplishment washing over me as I realized I had completed my first day at my new job.

I left everything that didn’t serve me well, including Kai. There hadn’t been a good day ever since, especially since I begged Kai to compell me to forget him because it hurt too much, which he declined. It was all over now anyway and at least I had pushed it in the back of my brain.


I had a brand new wardrobe and a fun apartment overlooking a large body of water. It was all coming out great so far and I tried not to think about Kai too deeply as to backtrack and call him as I had a few nights prior in drunkenness.


I didn’t even remember what I said to him, just that I had woken up with the taste of regret and a call log with Kai’s name on it.


I was hungry as I wandered around. I hadn’t really had a chance to look around after I arrived, what with unpacking and the crippling fear that I’d screw something up at work.


There was nothing to worry about, admittedly. I bought one rose at a stand full of beautiful flowers and tucked it into the pocket of my shirt, continuing to meander the streets.


I finally decided I’d just go back to my apartment and sleep the rest of the night. I had climbed through the flights of stairs, a wonderful smell coming from somewhere, probably in my imagination.


I opened the door, gasping at the sight. All of the cardboard boxes I hadnt unpacked were gone and instead I saw candles placed along the main room. I realized that the smell was coming from my apartment when I saw Kai sitting at my coffee table, pouring wine.


“What are you doing here?” I shut the door behind me quietly, noting the soft music coming from somewhere in the room.


“Can you sit down so I can explain?” He smiled, patting the carpeted floor underneath where he sat. I hesitated, my knees almost becoming weak.


“Get out.” I clenched my jaw, my eyes blinking involuntarily quick. Kai smiled.


“Aren’t you wondering what happened to your little roommate?” Kai said, raising his eyebrows with a smug look on his face.


“What did you do to her?” I frowned, swallowing. Kai was the most capable in the world to do terrible things.


“Nothing. I promise, I didn’t hurt her.” He smiled. “Can’t you see I’m different now? You changed me.”


“Then why are you wasting my time?” I ignored the latter of his words, trying not to show the nervousness I felt as I shifted, wiping my hands on my jeans.


“I thought you wanted me here? You really confused me with that phone call, you know.” I froze, looking away.


“Whatever.” I said frigidly. “Just get out. I don’t want you here now, that’s all that matters.” I sniffled, avoiding eye contact as I opened the door for him to leave. He seemed wounded for a moment, as if his ego had deflated for half a second.


“Wait.” He said. “I love you.” He choked out.


My eyes flickered to his, a silence cast between us, the sound of a gentle song playing in the background next to the sound of the muffled city.


“A good time to tell me that was a long time ago, Kai.” I bit the inside of my lip. Why couldn’t he love me when I hadn’t already moved away and started a new job.


“But I didn’t know that I loved you then. I know now because I missed you so much, you were everywhere but you weren’t. I tried to get you out of my head but I couldn’t.” He breathed. “I love you.”


I felt dizzy. I dropped my bag and closed the door, walking to grab a water in the kitchen. “That’s really too bad, Kai. That you just thought you could walk back in because you wanted to.” I said, blood pumping quickly in my veins.


“I needed to. Just tell me how you get over this so I can leave.” He said. “How could you forget about me?”


“I didn’t, Kai. I’ve always loved you.”


As soon as I said the last four words, my back was on the kitchen table. His hands fanned out quickly above me, removing everything from the table and smashing his mouth against mine.


My fists were in his shirt, my body aching to be touched by his hot hands. He grabbed the rose in my pocket and ripped open my shirt, buttons scattering over the linoleum floor.


Broken glass blurred my vision as he pressed kisses on my neck, pulling my bra down and adorning my breasts as he ran the rose over them.


I created friction between us, wrapping my legs around him and pushing myself against his lower body. He lifted me up as my eyes closed and stumbled into the nearest bedroom, which wasn’t mine.


He threw me on the bed, grabbing my thighs and pulling me towards him. He pulled my pants from me, his face hidden in my hair as I pulled his clothes away from him, having his perfect shirtless body all to myself.


I almost fainted as his mouth traced over my chest, my skin rising in temperature as his hands pulled my underwear away.


“I love you.” He breathed, his nose tickling me as he ran his soft wet lips up to my face, pressing an open mouthed kiss on my lips. His heart accelerated under my hand. He leaned over me, his breath shortening.


“Please.” I said in a voice not my own, coated in desperation.


“Of course.” He said softly, his fingers dipping into my ticklish spot, probably not on purpose. I bit my tongue, squirming. He pulled away and undid his belt, my head spinning as he took his jeans off.


I sat up to admire him, blushing and avoiding looking at his hard penis. “You’re so beautiful.” I ran my hands behind his back, kissing his chest as he tilted his head back.


He grabbed my arm, running his hand up to grab my wrist. I swallowed as he put my hand on his cock. I looked down at it, my heart beating fast as I involuntarily wrapped my fingers around him.


“Uh… I don’t know what to do.” I licked my lips, shifting my hand. I didn’t mean to offend him but I had little to no experience with male genitalia.


He smiled as my cheeks heated up. “You don’t have to suck it, I just noticed you were a little scared.” He took my hand off and leaned over to kiss me. “Your safe with me.” He smiled, crossing our fingers together, our palms pressed against each other.

His other hand slipped in between my thighs. The faint recall of the taste of spilled wine on his skin as I tasted the pretty skin on his neck, scraping my teeth on him as if I were the vampire. He moaned quietly as I pushed my hips against his hand.

I pushed his hair back with my hand, whisking the sweaty little curls from his forehead. I looked in his eyes as he grabbed his dick, pushing inside me.


Everything was perfectly timed and soft, warm, and wet. I ran my hands to his back, clinging onto him.


“Fuck.” I said softly. “Oh,” I gasped, falling back on my pillow as his body gave into me, rocking back and forth slowly as not to hurt me. My head hit the headboard and I winced, closing my eyes as he trusted hard. “Faster.” I coaxed him.


Kai let out as shaky breath, holding onto my thighs as he drove in me, effortlessly picking up his speed as he fucked me. His eyebrows drew together above me, watching me clutch the unfamiliar bed sheets, twisting around the singularity of our connected bodies.


He growled, pressing his tongue against his clenched teeth as he wiped his brow, fucking me against the mattress like a pro, my breaths in the stifled air.


He opened his mouth and let out a plea as I squeezed around him, my back arching off the bed, my head thrashing back as he froze in place. I let out a throaty moan, relaxing as I came with one last thrust of his body against mine, his hands relaxing their death grip as he came in me.


He collapsed beside me and I rolled over on his arm. “I’d like a few more hours of that.” I said, my voice shakier than intended. He smiled. “I’m not so innocent now, am I?”


“Don’t kid yourself, babe, you’re sweeter than a mango.” He rubbed his thumb over my back. “Me and you in the shower does sound appealing though.”