sorry just had to do this

9

I tried


i only did one of pidge cause im not quite sure how to edit her as a boy? i mean, shes already done that herself so i was kinda thinking if she was a boy who had to disguise himself as a girl maybe??idk 

Jealous (Auston Matthews)

starrygirl2014 said:

Could you do #29 & #67 with auston please 😍

#29: “It’s not mine, I swear.” - “How is it not fucking yours!” #67: “Are you getting jealous?” - “You’re changing your outfit, now!”

Word count: 615

Author’s note: I really tried to add #29 into this story, but I just couldn’t! I’m sorry!

Originally posted by calgaryinferno


You slipped into the brand new dress that you had been saving for a night out. You loved the way it hugged your curves, and it went great with your favorite pair of heels. Auston wanted to take you out clubbing with some of his friends tonight, and you had gladly accepted, excited for the opportunity to get out and have some fun.

As you walk into the living room, Auston’s friends, who are all facing Auston, which means they catch a glimpse of you, fall silent. Auston, whose back is turned to you, gets confused at his friends’ sudden shyness and turns to see what the problem is. When he sees you standing there, his mouth drops as he hits Willy’s arm.

“What the hell are you guys looking at?” He snaps, walking over to you and holding you tighter than he normally does. You look at him as he stares at you, still not able to take his eyes off you.

“You okay?” You ask.

“Would you mind coming with me really quick?” He says tightly. You nod, confused, as he grabs your arm and nearly drags you into your bedroom. Slamming the door, his hands are immediately all over you. While you love the attention, you’re confused at what brought this on.

“Aus, are you okay?” Auston nods, not looking up at you as he continues kissing you. “Are...are you getting jealous?” You ask, realization dawning as to why your boyfriend is suddenly all over you.

“No, why would I be getting jealous?” Auston blushes when he realizes he’s been caught.

“Hmm, could it maybe be because your friends liked my dress?” You ask tauntingly. Storm clouds roll across Auston’s face as you see his jaw tense.

You’re changing your outfit. Now.” He commands. You glare at him, trying to get out of his grasp.

“Don’t talk to me like that!”

“What?”

“Don’t talk to me like you can tell me what to do! You do not control me, understand? I can wear whatever I want and there’s nothing you can do about it.” The idea of Auston dictating what you do pisses you off, to say the least.

“I think I get some say in the matter when everyone’s staring at you because you’re dressed like…like that!” He gestures wildly at your outfit. You look down at your dress, confused by what his statement.

“Auston, this dress is really modest.” It is, actually. Even though it hugs your curves really well, it’s a long sleeve dress that falls to your knees.

“You make the dress look a lot better than it would look on anyone else, I’ll just leave it at that.” Auston says with finality. You grin slyly.

“You’re totally jealous.” You say triumphantly.

“No I’m not!”

“Oh, I think you are.”

“If I say that I am jealous, will you change?” You pretend to think for a moment.

“…Nope!” Auston groans as you wrap your arms around him. “Hey, at least your friends know that I’m yours.” You tell him sincerely. Auston shrugs.

“Yeah. And they probably think that we’re in here having sex or something, so we should probably get going.” You blush.

“Oh God, I really hope that’s not the case.” Auston laughs and opens the door.

“For what it’s worth, you do look absolutely gorgeous tonight.” You turn to Auston, grabbing his hand.

“For what it’s worth, I’m glad that you care enough to try and get me out of the dress that badly.” Auston groans when he realizes he’s been caught yet again.

“You knew that it was all a ploy.” You nod.

“I know everything, babe. Now, can we please get going?”

Les Mis ships as Allegiance lyrics
  • Enjolras/Grantaire: "Why would you choose a fool who'd die for his ideals?" "If I had to do it all again, I would"
  • Combeferre/Courfeyrac: "Are you the one who stays with me, through seasons of my life?"
  • Courfeyrac/Jehan: "Just close your eyes and suddenly we're dancing in our dreams"
  • Jehan/Montparnasse: "Life in here may be sink or swim, but he makes it strangely sweet"
  • Valjean/Javert: "This is not over. We are not over. You are my future not my past"
  • Cosette/Marius: "All that's left between us are some vows to say. Just you and me, and nothing in our way"
  • Marius/Eponine: "With you... with you... I cannot be with you"
  • Eponine/Cosette: "We are women who move mountains in the middle of a war! We are stronger than before!"
  • Joly/Bossuet/Musichetta: "But we cannot know how they ever go, the wishes heaven grants. If I could say to you 'not a chance but two...'"
  • Feuilly/Bahorel: "If I were with you, we would fight the world everyday"
  • Mabeuf/his books: What am I supposed to do? Pick up the pieces without you? The world is upside down, and they have come and torn my heart away. I'm done with standing by! Now it's time to do or die!
  • Bonus
  • Les Amis: "Resist! For now and ever, resist! We stand together to insist, before we fight, they do what's right"
  • Enjolras/Grantaire runner up: "I see such strength in you that I might believe it too." "I believe in you"
Let's Talk - Extended

This is just a little extension to what my previous post explains.
Right now, I just wanna cry. This community is being divided, and I freaking hate it. I wanna cry at the fact that Keemstar had the nerve to make a video about it. And now more people are hating on Jack. More than ever.
What the hell Keem? You’re just making the situation worse.
I went into the comments section of Keem’s video and people are calling Jack out.
Me personally, I do agree with what he said.
His reasoning was excellent. I’m sorry if you disagree.
I’m currently watching the video, and I want to cry. Just cry.
What’s wring with this world? Why can’t we all get along?
I need to get off of this video. If I keep on watching, I’m going to lose all of my brain cells.
Jack should not feel bad. He’s still friends with Felix. And he did defend him. Like I said in my last post, he defended both parties. He also said what both parties did wrong.
Why did all of this start? Why is Jack getting a lot of controversy?!
UGH CAN I JUST CRAWL INTO A HOLE AND NOT COME OUT UNTIL THIS DRAMA IS OVER?!
Nobody deserves this amount of hate!
Either agree, respectively disagree, or don’t even comment at all!
Anyways… Sorry…. I’m just really upset right now…

~ Signing off
Mackenzie

secondgenerationnerd  asked:

What's your favorite westallen kiss? With pics/gif please

There are so many amazing kisses and while it’s hard to choose one I have to go with: 

I mean look at it. It’s epic and the lighting and the spinning and I just I can’t put into words how much I love this kiss. Seriously I’m just sitting here watching it. 

Here’s some more:

And:

And here’s what they look like after

I literally just made these two gifs:

Look at these two idiots in love. 

And what do you mean Barry ran back in time and erased this kiss? I don’t know what you’re talking about….

Anyway I hope I answered this to your liking. I had a little to much fun staring at the gifs. 

Oh and honorable mention to this kiss: 

Because I love this one a lot too. 

So thanks for asking, this was fun!

*Sorry this took me so long, I was having technical difficulties, but now it’s working*

send me “what’s your favorite..” asks

so this cis boy on kik says to me “you’re really pretty but without so much makeup on I can kinda tell you’re a man :/ sorry to be the one to break this to you”

bruh

DO YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THIS FGS

DO YOU THINK I DON’T DOUBT AND HATE MYSELF FOR IT DAILY

DO YOU THINK IT’S A CHOICE, HOW YOUR FACE IS

AND DO YOU REALLY, REALLY THINK

YOU ARE THE FIRST PERSON TO THINK OR SAY THIS…?

it’s just basic respect, you know? don’t tell trans women they “look kinda like a dude” and don’t tell trans men they “look kinda like a girl”… I wouldn’t have thought it would be hard to realise that saying this might hurt their feelings, or damage their confidence, which in case you don’t know, ISN’T USUALLY VERY GREAT TO BEGIN WITH…

sorry for the rant but I’ve just had this guy’s words in my head all day and it’s just so dumb yet somehow still really got to me :(

crimsonfox19  asked:

So I'm interested in a guy at work, and I just found out he DMs for DnD! I've always been interested in DnD, but never had anyone to learn from. Do you think it would be cuter -- for lack of a better word -- if I asked to join, but knew a decent amount about it, or if I wanted to learn, but knew nothing about it. I'm sorry if this is an awkward question, but I figured I'd ask a DnD master such as yourself!

I don’t think you can go wrong either way! He’d probably be excited to have a new player in any fashion. Go for it!

anonymous asked:

How'd RFA react to mc who always stick her cold hands under their clothes?

Sorry about the delay!! 

  • YOOSUNG:

- Don’t do it to him. This poor boy is super sensitive to the cold, poor bby.
- Normally, he would be okay. You had cold hands pretty often (and it didn’t help if you forgot his gloves in the cold weather)
- But one time you did it while he was playing LOLOL
- And he shrieked at the top of his lungs. And I’m talking a really ‘girly’ shriek. Ear-splitting and shrill.
- “AHHHHH, MC! Get your hands off of me!”
- You giggled at his reaction. H just lost a boss fight and naturally, he’d be disappointed. But he wasn’t angry at you, he would never get angry at you. He did want to know how your hands could be so damn cold?!
- You made the two of you a cup of coffee to warm yourselves up, and for the caffeine, just in case Yoosung wanted to pull an all-nighter.
- He handed you a controller. “Here, try this level. It’ll get your fingers moving.”

  • ZEN:

- The two of you were out shopping. Christmas day was approaching and the temperature dropped to sub zero.
- You walked into a clothes shop, you wanted to get something for Jaehee. You walked over to the accessories department and you began perusing the aisles. 
- You found a nice scarf that may she would wear.
- “Babe, did you find something yet?” Zen asked. Your boyfriend was getting tired of shopping and just wanted something to eat. He noticed the scarf and commented on your good taste. “Do you want me to buy it for you?” he kindly offered.
- “No, no, don’t be silly.” You tell him raising a hand up to his cheek to bat him on the side of his head and he immediately shivered at your touch.
- He grabbed your hands and held them in his and blew hot air onto your delicate hands
- “I think this definitely calls for some hot chocolate or something. And food.”

  • JAEHEE:

- Your cold hands woke her up one day!
- You two were having a lazy morning; just cuddling in bed after a long week, exchanging a few kisses and complaining about how bright it was and stuff.
- You wrapped your arms around her stomach. Jaehee was just wearing a vest but she could still feel your cold hands. 
- “Oh goodness, MC!” she hisses. 
- She hated the cold and always responded harshly to it. She left the bed for a few minutes only to come back soon after. 
- She pulled the covers over the two of you and brought your hands up to her lips, peppering your hands with kisses.
- “You’ll be warmed up in no time.”

  • JUMIN

- Cat mom isn’t fazed in the slightest. It’s almost as if he welcomes it. The C&R Director is sitting on his sofa, you poking him. You were a bit bored and in need of attention, especially since he had been away for so long
- Seeing that the cold didn’t faze him, you placed your chill hands around his neck. 
- “Is there a reason why you keep touching me?”
- “To be honest, my exes used to scream when I placed my cold hands on them.”
- Jumin smirked. “You know, if you’re cold, I certainly know a way to-”
- “JUMIN, NO!” You laughed
- He does wrap him arms around you and presses kisses to your cold face before ordering one of his servants to fetch you a (hot drink). 

  • SAEYOUNG:

- As for his yelp. Well, it’s more like a shriek, only compared to every one else, it carries on. Like he’s holding a really long note, you can hear vibrato. It’s like he trained himself to sing classically
- bUT anyway!
- You weren’t doing anything much with him. He refused to eat again while he was working on some decoding and stuff. You craved attention, and attention you got when you ran your cold hands up his spine. 
- “OH SWEET JESUS!” “MC, I trusted you!” “How could you do this to me?”
- Poor guy looked genuinely upset about this. You couldn’t help it. “I’m just bored, I’m sorry.” 
- He smiled, he couldn’t help but feel bad if his precious was bored and cold. “Well, how about you turn on the heating and grab a blanket. Then we can go through a slideshow I made on Elizabeth the 3rd!” he suggested with a toothy grin
- “Saeyoung, you-!”
- “Relax. I’m only messing with you.”
- He wasn’t messing

Shameless self promo here, but I updated this blog a bit. I added an extended bio, a ‘byf’ page and I’ll be creating a masterlist once I do more requests.

Requests are always open!

Songs of Ssael Prayerbook

Wanted to talk about my newest prop for Duane real quick. Was waiting to get the new photos up first, but I do not have time to edit them at the moment and needed a quick break from sewing my next costume.

Wish I had a before shot to share because it used to be blue.  Materials I used: a book, scrapbooking paper in green, gold, black velvet, and a fun design (you’ll see that one later), green and black fabric paint, tan, white, black, and brown acrylic paint, twine, gold ballpoint pen, a hot glue gun, and a lot of Modge Podge.

I was really picky about the base book I chose. It had to be the right size in my hand…not too thick as to look bulky but not so thin as I couldn’t do a little something fun with it.  I also ended up choosing this one because it left the ends of the pages raw and I liked the rough look of it! I had to sand the top of the book though, since the pages were dyed orange.

Here you can see where I tore off half of the spine. That was my first step, before I even started painting. You can also see where I glued down the twine bindings on the spine and the pieces that hang from the top of the book. I also used hot glue to seal the raw end of the twine so it wouldn’t unravel.

The designs I traced a vector for from the art and used that to print a stencil of sorts I could use to cut the pieces out with an exacto knife. It’s all glued down with Modge Podge.

All of the weathering with black and white I tried to keep as close to the illustrations of the book as possible.

Here is the rarely seen back! This is where the tan paint really came in. I used it to color the blue so I could save that slightly leathery texture of the original cover.  The green paper I glued on to re-do the cover I purposely left loose on that corner and tore the edge around to make it uneven.  I also spritzed it with water to get it extra floppy.

One of my personal touches was the old bloody handprint on the back. The space was partially covered in the art, and on its own it felt empty. I figured, Duane must have picked up the book after accidentally eating somebody at least once right.  I just painted my fingers brown and slammed them down on the back of the book.

Here is a detail shot where you can really see the textures in the papers I chose. I like the randomness of the gold, and the elegance the velvet added.  The green had a linen look to it that I thought fit well wishing the comic’s aesthetic.

I also want to talk about the letters here. Finding simple gold letter stickers was, oddly enough, impossible. I ended up buying purple glitter ones instead. I had to scrape off all the glitter, resurface it with Modge Podge, and color it with my gold leafing pen.  The ‘f’ I had to extend as well…placing a piece of another sticker under it before applying the Modge Podge.

Here is another detail shot showing the fun rough edges of the book, as well as some of the weathering I did on the edge.  For the edge I tried to sand through the paper to the tan paint I had applied underneath…but I ended up sanding through the paint too fast to the original color of the book. So in the end I took a box cutter and carved away at all the edges, down to the cardboard cover itself.  I ran sandpaper over the carved edges to make it look more like it had worn down and had not been carved out.

This is probably the roughest part of the book, but still pretty  happy with it! In the art it’s so small it’s just scribbles so I had to improvise what to put up there.  Considering the book it had to be Tainish for sure. The phrase I had originally chosen was too long, so I ended up mashing two other ones together and hoping it makes sense.  Can’t say I’m too well versed in Tainish grammar after all. I had also wanted to draw it in the Tainish alphabet, but sadly that is not available, so I used cursive instead.

For those who may have trouble reading my sloppy penmanship it reads:
Ssael fhikemun rish ul a Llede Llaemasa

Which should, in theory, translate to:
Ssael reveals the way to his Lions of Mercy

The inner cover I also redid with a paper with a fun design.  The edges of the green showed and I wanted a nice clean look all around.  Also a little extra weathering just cuz.

And last but not least, the whole reason I decided to do this project in the first place! I needed a place to keep my ribbons at ALA.

I made this into a hollow book with a lot of Modge Podge and cutting of pages and more Modge Podge and some heavy things. This is why the book couldn’t be too thin.  I made sure to leave a number of pages at the front loose so I could also use it as a prop.

anonymous asked:

Do you think anyone of the boys would go to a foreign country?? (I mean I'm sure they would but) What countries would they go to?? Would any of them go to a Hispanic/Latinx country (ok this is just for me bc I'm hispanic okay)?? What would they want to see first of a certain country?? Maybe nice sights or food?? I'm sorry if this all over the place

Sen: Long story short, they’d all love to travel. Though this headcanon’s aged up, we had fun doing this. I’ll also leave their favourite places that they’ve travelled to and where they’d like to go. These places are where Yong and I have been to so this list is a bit biased but we preferred to write for what we were comfortable with.


Ushijima
He hasn’t been to many places out of Asia, mostly going to the countries nearby to Japan. He’s open to exploring different cultures but he’s not exactly the most confident when it comes to it. Ushijima’s only really visited countries neighbouring Japan and that’s all.
Favourite: Jeju, South Korea
Future: Nashville, USA

Semi
He’s very keen to take pictures and save his amazing memories online to show everyone. Sure there’s a certain pride when posting a picture that gets tons of likes on social media but also, there aren’t that many people he knows that can say they’ve befriended travellers from around the world or try to comprehend the beauty of a rising sun
Favourite: Halong Bay, Vietnam
Future: Siem Reap, Cambodia

Reon
He’s learned a bit of the basics of the language to get by but he’s always with a guide and a group so he’s never too troubled. Though he’s very interested in the history behind everything, what he likes the most is the fact that he can collect a lot of souvenirs and display them proudly on his shelves at home.
Favourite: Marrakesh, Morocco
Future: Praslin, Seychelles

Tendou
”Surely I can get by just by speaking English?” This general assumption gets him stuck when he finds himself in areas where English isn’t a popular spoken language. He’s very curious to experience all the food that can be offered and he’ll eat pretty much anything without reading the labels too. Tendou’s someone who gets to know the nightlife of a city pretty personally as well.
Favourite: Rome, Italy
Future: Misiones, Argentina

Goshiki
He really needs to go somewhere hot where the locals are friendly and things are cheap because you can never trust him alone with money. Goshiki gets lost pretty easily as well so he’s lucky that he’s accompanied by a guide who won’t let him be so easily swayed by vendors and all that. He likes to see animals that aren’t in captivity as well. He cried when he held a tarsier.
Favourite: Bohol, Philippines
Future: Kathmandu, Nepal

Shirabu
He’s travelled a lot with his mother because of her job so travelling actually isn’t that big of a deal for him. The big excursions in a forest or tracing the footsteps of heroes isn’t exactly his idea of a ‘hohliday’ so he’d rather just walk around in a city or just stay in a hotel to look over buildings. Shirabu would do more but he just doesn’t have enough motivation for that.
Favourite: Kowloon, Hong Kong
Future: Vancouver, Canada

Kawanishi
The only time he wants to learn will be when he’s free to; holidays to him mean exploring culture and history of wherever he is. True, he doesn’t like places with extreme temperatures but he won’t complain when he’s enthralled by ruins or a museum. Food is great to. Never forget about food with this guy.
Favourite: Istanbul, Turkey
Future: Cusco, Peru

Yamagata
Hook this guy up with a trip where he can enjoy parties and walk along some amazing beaches. When you can score a cheap drink and stumble into a party with locals then you’re gonna find him there. He’s also the type to go waterfall jumping or scuba diving, being the first in his group to take the plunge. Yamagata laughs in the face of fear and greets adventure with warm open arms.
Favourite: Ilha Grande, Brazil
Future: Palawan, Philippines

Captain Babysitter

Ship: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Clint and Laura want to go out but have no one who looks after the children. So Steve volunteers. But he isn’t really good in babysitting and everywhere is chaos. Steve don’t know what to do so he calls the reader for help.

Readers Character: The reader can teleport, and is good with children. And Steve Rogers really likes the reader.

A/n: Sorry for being inactive I just had so much to do. But I’m not dead!
I’m not English so I’m sorry for grammar or spelling mistakes :)

Warnings: None

“You need to bring them to bed at eight. Cooper always makes trouble so watch out. Lila likes to draw so if you don’t know what to do give her something to draw. I guess Nathaniel won’t make trouble. And if something happens just call-” 

“Laura! Steve will manage that. And we are late so come on” 

Clint said to his woman with an annoyed look. 

“Thanks, for babysitting the kids, Steve. Bye” 

He said, grabbed Laura’s hand and left. Steve watched them leave, breathed heavily and tried to focus on his new “mission”. ‘How hard would it be to look after three children?’ Steve thought. He slowly walked into the living room, there Lila and Cooper were sitting on the ground and playing Monopoly. The baby Nathaniel was sleeping peacefully in his bed. 

“Ha! I won again! You are a looser!”

 Cooper yelled with a big smile on his face. 

“Hey! You’re so mean! Stop calling me like that!”

 Lila whined. 

“Hey, stop that! Don’t tease your sister!” 

Steve said with a calm voice. The both looked at him. 

“So what are playing now?” 

The both looked at each other and said 

“Scrabble!” 

A few minutes later the three were playing Scrabble and Cooper was about to win. 

“You can’t beat me! I’m the best!”

Cooper said with a big smile on his face. 

“ Especially not you loser.” 

He grabbed Lila’s hair pulled

“Ouch stop that!” 

She screamed and punched him. He let her hair go and stood up. 

“Come on and get me, loser.” 

He began to run and his sister followed him. The siblings were running through the house while Steve tried to stop them but he didn’t see them anymore. Suddenly he heard something shatter he ran after the noise until he stood in the kitchen. Lila sat on the ground and cried, a broken glass was on the ground.

“I accidently broke the glass and she falls into it. I think she is bleeding.” Cooper said with a sad look on his face. Lila began to cry louder while holding the bleeding wound on her knee. A loud scream came from the living room. It was Nathaniel. Steve had only one idea - call y/n! 

“Cooper help your sister to get to the living room. I guess I need some help.” 

The boy nodded and helped his sister to stand up. Steve pulled his phone out of his pocket and called y/n.




Y/n POV:

It was nearly 7 pm, I just came back from another hard mission and were really tired. I sat on the couch of the Avengers Tower and looked around. Nobody was here. Tony and Bruce were in the lab, Wanda and Natasha went shopping, Clint went out with Laura, Steve played babysitter and the others had training or were in their rooms. I loved the silence in the room but suddenly my phone began to ring.

“Come on.” 

I sighed and grabbed my phone.

“Yes?”

“Hey Y/n. Uhm… guess I need your help.

“Why? What’s up?”

“Here is the total chaos and I have no idea what to do. Could you please come over and help me?”

I sighed but you knew if nobody would help him he would probably go crazy.

“Okay. Wait a little I come.”

“Thank you so much, Y/n. See you later,”

As Steve hung up I sighed. I stood up and get searched for other clothes. After I had new clothes I made me ready for the teleport. I concentrated on Clint’s house, closed my eyes and a few seconds later I were standing in front of the door from the house. I heard a crying baby and loud voices coming out of the house. So I hurried up and knocked




In the whole house was chaos, Lila was still bleeding, Cooper was hungry and Nathaniel was crying and Steve had no idea what to do. Suddenly a soft knock came from the door. Steve walked with fast steps to the door. As he opened it he saw y/n standing, without a word she walked in the house and said:

“ Oh… what happened here?” 

Steve closed the door and walked next to her 

“ Long story…can you help?”

“Sure I can…”

She walked over to Lila and looked at the wound on the knee of the girl 

“ Cooper? Could you get me the first aid kid?”

The boy nodded and ran to the bath to get the first aid kid. As he returned with a big bag. Y/n had cleaned the wound. She opened the bag, put a plaster out of it and stuck it at the wound. Lila stopped crying so she walked over to Nathaniel, grabbed a stuffed animal and held it over him. Nathaniel grabbed it and was silent. Y/n turned around to see Steve, he was just standing there and watching her with a smile.

“Did they ate?” 

She asked him.

“No, they didn’t.”

She looked at the children and said:

“So kids, what do you want to eat?”

“Can you make noodles?”

Lila asked.

“Oh yeah! can you do that!”

Cooper agreed.

“So then, we make noodles.”


Y/n walked to the kitchen,  got a pot out of the cupboard and made noodles.  While the noodles were cooking, Steve feed Nathaniel and the children set the table. As the noodles were ready, you placed them on the table and the children ate fastly. Steve and you sat towards each other and ate a little bit from the food too. After the dinner, the two kids go to bed. The both adults put the dishes in the dishwasher and went to the living room.

“Thank you so much for helping me, y/n.”

Steve said while he let his heavy body fall on the sofa. He looked grateful at the woman, who sat down next to him.

“So you, the famous Captain America, who defeated aliens, nazis, and robots, can’t handle three little children.”

She had a smug smile on her face while she turned on the TV.

“But…why did you call me? You could have called Natasha or Wanda.”

His slightly blushed and said.

“Y-yeah, but you can deal so good with children so I thought I could call you.”




Y/n POV:

Oh god, Steve was such a terrible liar. He stuttered, sweated and his look switched from one point to another. I sighed, what was he hiding from me? I mean we never had secrets.

“Now I know what Natasha meant. You are really a terrible liar! What are you hiding from me?” 

“N-nothing, believe me.”

The super soldier avoided my gaze and I had no idea why. I sighed before started to talk.

“Steven Grant Rogers, tell me what you are hiding. I won’t judge you.”

I smiled softly at him as he slowly sighed.

“Are you sure that you won’t judge me?”

“Come on, tell me.”

Steve blushed and said softly:

“I really, really like you.”

“What? Can you speak a little bit louder, I didn’t understand you.”

Sure I understood what he was saying I just wanted him to repeat it a little bit louder. 

“I really, really like you!”

He said so loud that I was scared that the kids could wake up. I didn’t know what to say, of course, I liked him. I really, really liked him. And I couldn’t deny that I had a little crush on him. Steve didn’t like that silence so he tried to say something.

“Well, that was a little strange. I guess we should-”

He couldn’t say much more because I pulled him closer into a kiss. Steve slowly melted into the kiss. As he managed to solve from the kiss I said:

“I really, really like you too.”

We just smiled at each other.




“Hello, we are back. Oh, y/n what are you doing here?”

The voice of Laura made the both nearly jump.

“I wanted to help Steve and it’s been a long time since I visited you the last time. How was your date?”

“Wonderful! I hope you hadn’t much stress with the kids.”

Steve and y/n looked at each other and Steve said: 

“No. They behaved really well.”

Clint came in and said jokingly:

“Okay, so we know who we can call the next time.”

“Yeah, I had much fun and I guess our Captain Babysitter over here had much fun too.”

That joke made Steve blush even more and everyone laughed loudly.

Later that evening y/n teleported Steve to the Avengers Tower. As the both arrived they cuddled up on the sofa and fell asleep. From now they were in a relationship.


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Used Pt. 3

Originally posted by hansoulji

Author’s note: I’m sorry if the ending of the chapter is bad, the next chapter will be better, I promise. Thank you <3

Attentively, you waited for his next action. You knew he wasn’t expecting an answer from you; he knew just the effect he had on you, and he took advantage of that.

He lowered his gaze and stared into your large eyes, smirking down at you. He was aware of the fear in your eyes, even if you weren’t. Slowly, his rosy lips inched towards yours and his hands began to undo the buttons of your uniform shirt. 

All you could do was kiss back. Your body and soul wanted him, even if your mind knew he was forbidden. The kiss ended too soon.

“What should your first punishment be, princess?” Taeyong said, his voice just above a whisper.

You remained silent, as usual. You only observed, anticipating his every action.

“I have an idea,” Taeyong murmured, his hands untying the tie around his collar and carefully placing the dark material over your eyes.

He wrapped the tie around your head twice before tying a knot. You had no idea of what he had in mind or if he had anything in mind. However, you soon learned Lee Taeyong was the type of man to plan out an hour of deviant entertainment in just a matter of seconds.

No longer could you see if he was looking at you. You lost your sense of direction when he held your shoulders firmly and turned you around. You felt his cold fingertips softly trail a path from your collarbone all the way to the hem of your skirt, leaving goosebumps on the exposed skin of your breasts and stomach in the process. His hand raised your skirt up carefully and slipped into the waistline of your panties. You yearned for his cool touch. He dragged his middle finger in between your lower lips and began to rub your folds, his rhythm unbroken.

Not even a minute had passed and you already felt your legs giving in. The pleasure from Taeyong’s fast pace making you lean forward. Swiftly, his other hand that had been holding your arm to balance you seized your neck. His grasp on your neck was not violent, only gentle. A soft gasp left your mouth when butterfly kisses were peppered along your ear lobe and jaw.

“I’ve missed your body so much, baby,” Taeyong whispered.

You were too entranced to reply. Then, all of a sudden, his fingers left your heat. He pulled you over to the teacher’s desk, his desk. He motioned you to sit on the desk. Hesitantly, you did as he said and used your hands for support as you casually leaned back and waited. His dark eyes studied your body as he cautiously opened your legs just enough to have access to your delicate fruit.

Since your sense of sight had been hindered by the black fabric covering your eyes, you didn’t notice Taeyong kneeling in front of you, his eyes absorbing the vulnerable being before him. You felt his hands tug the sides of your panties. You lifted your body up slightly, so he could slip them off more easily.

His hands wrapped around your thighs and dragged you towards his face. His warm breath tickled your heat and made your heart beat wildly. Desperate for his mouth, you grinded forward. A small chuckle lingered in the air before you felt his wet tongue lick a strip up your pussy. His index and middle fingers separated your lips as his tongue began to lap at your folds. The new and distinct taste drove him absolutely mad.

He closed the gap between your lower lips and his mouth and moved his tongue inside of you in circular motions. His tongue flicked your clit and made your hips buck forward. He must’ve known you were close to cumming because he suddenly removed his mouth from your heat.

“Taeyong…” you groaned, your lips pouting.

“You’ve been a bad girl, Y/N. Why would I let you cum?” he replied, his fingertips gracing your inner thigh.

“Why don’t you get on all fours for me, baby girl?”

Dubious of his orders, you did as you were told. Although you weren’t sure of his next action, the end was sure to be sex. Still sitting on top of the desk, you warily got on your hands and knees. Without any warning, his hand came down hard on your ass. You cried loudly at the unexpected pain. Shortly, the room was filled with a second slap.

“Stop it, please!” you begged, the stinging sensation crawling over your right side.

“I love it when your ass jiggles, baby. Let daddy spank you a few more times. You were a bad girl, after all,” Taeyong countered, his hand massaging your cheek.

You sighed deeply and braced yourself. You bit your lips harshly when he spanked you twice more, leaving no time for healing.

“Okay kitten, I think you’ve had enough.”

His hands clutched your waist and pulled you in his direction. You were able to get off the desk with his help and now stood with your back facing him. His hands remained on your waist and he began to suck at your neck. You felt him roughly press his clothed member on your bare ass.

“Taeyong, please fuck me.”

“Say no more, kitten.”

You heard him fumbling with his belt and pants, your heart rate increasing once more. You were eager to experience the ample pleasure he first granted you.

Still turned away from him, he aligned his hard cock with your sensitive heat. His thrusts started slow and you grew impatient. Your hand sluggishly made its way down to your middle, you needed to feel more.

“Good things come to good girls who wait,” Taeyong said, his hand hastily removing yours.

He wrapped his arm around your waist and leaned you over the desk. In no time, he was pounding into you.

Whimpering, you gripped the edges of the desk. You felt tears well up in your shut eyes as his cock rammed into you. Not only did skin slapping onto skin fill the air, but moans and pants penetrated the air likewise. 

Close to release, a phone rang, your phone. He abruptly stopped and you palmed your skirt for your phone. You took it out of the pocket, removed the cloth that acted as your blindfold, and read the contact. It was your brother. Tentatively, your finger slid left and you put the phone to your ear.

“H-hello?” you quietly answered, your voice noticeably shaky.

“Where are you, Y/N? Mom wants you home right now,” Hansol rushed.

“I-I had to stay to finish a university application,” you responded, the first excuse you could think of being of your brother’s expertise.

“Don’t lie, I take care of your applications. Hurry home.”

He ended the call.

“You should go home, Y/N,” Taeyong said, sliding his member out of you.

“No no no no, please fuck me Taeyong,” you begged.

“Maybe now you’ll be a good girl and come to me first.”

A mischievous smile played on his lips as he pulled his pants up. You pouted and buttoned your shirt while searching for your panties. You didn’t notice Taeyong had made his way over to you, fully dressed and composed, until he was standing only inches from you.

“Y/N?” Taeyong softly voiced, his fingers tracing shapes on your waist.

“Yes?”

“Surely you will stop ignoring me now, right?” he questioned, his head lowered.

You smiled and nodded but realized he probably hadn’t seen. Carefully, you laid your hands on his cheeks and lifted his head to where your eyes met his. You smiled brightly and pecked his lips lightly.

“I’ll see you Monday evening for a tutoring session,” you commented before heading out of the classroom.

You ran out of the school and to your house. You quit halfway and resorted to speed walking due to your lack of endurance. You would’ve asked Taeyong for a ride but arriving with him this late on a Friday would have made your family, more specifically your brother, suspicious.

-

As the days passed, the sexual encounters continued. Each evening was wild and eventful. You would give your parents the tutoring excuse and run off to Taeyong’s house while Jaehyun was still at his office.

To Taeyong, sex wasn’t just sex. He loved to roleplay and try new things with you. He wanted to expose you to his beautiful and exotic world of pleasure.

Often times, you felt like his new toy but never did you object to anything he proposed.

Sure most times you took on the submissive role, but other times he gave you full control of the situation. These rare moments were the ones you lived for. You loved to watch him on his knees, begging to devour your wet pussy. You craved the small, helpless thrusts into your mouth when you’d suddenly stop sucking his needy cock. You savored his vulnerable state, and he adored yours.

-

A month had passed since the occurrence in the classroom and right now you were at Taeyong’s house for your daily tutoring session. After messing around, both of you would eventually sit down and review the material from class.

As the two of you sat comfortably on the living room couch on a rainy Wednesday evening, you couldn’t help but giggle at Taeyong’s sly flirting.

“Why are you laughing? You’re supposed to be listening to my explanation,” Taeyong pouted, his fingertips running up and down your exposed thigh.

“I’m trying to but you’re distracting me,” you responded, a smile coating your face.

“You want me to stop?”

“Yes,” you breathed, fits of laughter erupting in the air now as Taeyong tickled your abdomen.

“Ahem,” a deep voice coughed.

The two of you turned towards the interruption, Taeyong now on top of you. Your eyes went wide as you recognized the familiar tall figure to be none other than your teacher’s husband, Jaehyun. Immediately, Taeyong lifted himself off the couch and greeted Jaehyun.

“Jaehyun! Did you get out of the office early?” Taeyong asked, surprise apparent in his tone of voice.

“Yes. Can I speak to you in private, Taeyong?” Jaehyun requested, his tone much more serious.

Taeyong nodded and followed Jaehyun into the dining room, closing the glass door behind him. You could slightly hear parts of the conversation.


“Taeyong, you know I don’t like it when she comes to our home.”

“We weren’t doing anything.”

“Don’t you dare lie, Taeyong. I saw you.”

You heard an annoyed sigh, most probably from Taeyong.

“Baby, you know you’re the only one I love.”

“Oh, am I really?”

“Yes, of course. She’s only a kid.”

His cruel words were like shards of glass to your heart. Did you mean anything at all to him?

The door opened, and Jaehyun stepped out first. Taeyong followed shortly, his head hanging low.

“Y/N, you should head home. It’s late,” Jaehyun suggested, irritation present.

You waited for Taeyong to interject. Soon realizing he wasn’t, you nodded and focused on the floor for the fear of Jaehyun seeing your teary eyes. Hurriedly, you gathered your belongings and headed to the door, his cold stare making you feel nervous and uncomfortable.

“Y/N?” Jaehyun pronounced, wanting your attention.

“Yes?”

“We’ll see you at your family’s New Year’s Eve party this weekend,” he announced, his dimples on display only mustering up hate in your heart.

He was well aware you had heard the conversation in the dining room, and he knew exactly the effect Taeyong’s harsh words had on you. He understood your heart was crumbling and you were short of breath. However, he wasn’t going to let this go. Jaehyun was going to make it clear to you who exactly owned Taeyong, and he was planning to demonstrate it to you New Year’s Eve.

New Girl Season 6: Alternative Version

It’s Sunday night and I’ve got nothing better to do, so here are some random ideas of plots/scenes I had for this season. Not all of them make a lot of sense but I just wanted to show that we didn’t need Robby or that much of Reagan there and that they could’ve wrote more stuff to Cece and showed Nick’s growth in other ways. Some of these are just adapted ideas of actual episodes on the show. I don’t even know if someone will have the patience to read it because it’s a really long post because I don’t know how to be short and direct when I write. I just wanted to post these somewhere, so here we go:

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anonymous asked:

Sprace and why race is allowed to sell at sheepstead? :3 i love your writing!!

This worked best in this format, so sorry it’s not a full fic!


If the Brooklyn newsies asked Spot said it was because of a longstanding agreement that predated him. It would just be unnecessary hassle to change the rules now and he had more important things to do.

If the Manhattan newsies asked Spot told them to leave him alone and get out of his way or else Race’s selling privileges would be quickly revoked.

If Spot’s best friend and second in command asked he got a death glare. He wouldn’t lie to him, but he wasn’t about to admit the truth either.

If Race asked Spot shut him up with a kiss.

He wasn’t about to admit that Race was allowed to sell in Brooklyn because Spot liked being able to keep an eye on him and know he was safe. And that it meant he knew where Race was if he wanted someone to give him a hug without questions. Then there was the nights Race had to spend in Brooklyn because bad weather meant crossing the bridge was a dangerous idea. Having Race close was just an attractive idea but no one, not even Race, ever got that answer. Spot had an image to uphold, after all.

I really want to apologize for the lack of content lately. I wish that I had a legit excuse for it, like I’m busy or I just haven’t had time. But the truth is that I haven’t had the motivation to sit & create anything. I make things in a fog, almost like I’m not even aware of it & just do it to get it done. I’m sorry for that because I know it isn’t the best quality that I can produce. 

My mind & body have been separate for a while now & I haven’t been able to pull myself together. I promise that I am working on it though & I am trying to bring my blog back to life, it’s just taking me a while to do it. Hopefully those of you that care enough to read this will understand & stick with me, as always. I have a lot of mental work to do on myself, which may or may not fix how I manage my blog, but I’m working on it. 

I love you guys very much & I say it all the time, but thank you for supporting me even when things aren’t as happy & positive as normal. I’m not taking a break or anything, just giving myself breathing time until I can figure everything out. A little less content for the time being, but I won’t stop posting altogether. I intend on keeping as close as I can to a regular posting schedule but in a more manageable way. Hopefully. ♥ xo

anonymous asked:

Why did you write homophobia/lesbophobia? Lesbophobia IS homophobia. Or do you not consider lesbians to be homosexual?

because sometimes lesbians prefer the actual and specific use of lesbophobia versus homophobia. like I was just trying to specify that what Lukas Kristjanson has done is SPECIFICALLY lesbophobia.

Because lesbians sometimes feel their issues get lost among those of gay men, it’s called intersectionality and I was trying to be aware of that. Like sorry you had to reach that hard.