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Gearheads pt.4

Pairings: readerxSweetpea

A/N: the final, heavy dialogued, part of Gearheads. Enjoy my angels!


I blinked my blurry world into lackluster focus. Oh fucking hell what happened. I couldn’t lift my head from the coarse pillow. Am I dead? Is this heaven? I moved my eyes slowly to see an angel balled up in a Serpent jacket on the couch, a pile of books along side her. I haven’t seen yn in so long. I tried to lift my head again and failed with a grunt, yns eyes flew open. I felt bad for waking her, she doesn’t look like she’s slept much.

“Sweet Pea…” she barely whispered, I was afraid to move just in case this was a dream. She stood and ran to my bedside, stumbling a little. Still a clumsy goddess ((ohh dat link to da first fic tho)).

“Oh my god thank God you’re awake!”

“How-” I coughed in attempt to clear my hoarse throat “-what happened?”

“You rolled the car…”

“Oh fuck how’s the car?”

“ Practically totalled” she laughed slightly

“Oh for fuck sake of course it is”

“Well I mean that’s what happens when you flip it over”

“Damn I knew I wasn’t supposed to do something” she laughed at me “at least your sense of humor is alright” she smirked down at me again. My eyes landed back on her books.

“What’s with the books?”

“Well you’ve been comatosed for a week and I had to go to school so I brought my work here for the evening”

“Oh…” that was incredibly sweet and unnecessary. “Are you alone?”

“Fangs came most days, he’s gone for food now. His mom was your emergency contact so she’s in and out but mostly it’s just me….”

“how are you feeling…” her smile.half disappeared, calm before a storm kind of situation.



“Not yet but I gues-” she then smacked me across the face abruptly and…kinda hard, giving me a fright.


“That’s for going all radio silence on me and then getting yourself in an accident!” she sounded beyond annoyed.

“I’m sorry I had to!”

“You had to nearly kill yourself?!”

“No! I had to shut you out, it was for your own good!”

“MY OWN GOOD?!” I think even if this wasn’t a private room she’d be screaming, she’s really angry… rightfully so.

“Yeah I swear”

“I was in an abusive fucking relationship with an absolute asshole for half a year and you hurt me more in the past 3 weeks than he ever did! SO TELL ME HOW THAT’S FOR MY OWN GOOD! TELL ME HOW THE BOY I LOVE IGNORING ME FOR TWO WEEKS THEN NEARLY DYING IS GOOD FOR ME!!!” She was half crying and the frustration and pain was dripping from her voice. Did she just say she loved me?

“Yn call the doctor” I felt like the air was fleeing my lungs, I was starting to hyperventilate slightly.

“Shh shh Sweet Pea calm down" she caught my hand but I couldn’t feel it, only see it.

“Yn I can’t feel your hand! Why can’t I feel your hand!?”

“It’s okay it’s okay please it’s okay Sweets” she was stroking my hair after pushing the call button. This is awful?! What is this?! Is like I’m drowning without water! Oh God oh god. A nurse ran in and then blurred out.


I woke again to the feeling of a weight in the bed alongside me. At least I could feel something this time. The cold air running over my face hummed from an oxygen tank. I stirred slightly and Yn sat up immediately.

“Sorry sorry” she moved to slide out for the hospital bed but I caught her wrist while shaking my head side to side. She cuddled back into me on her side while I lay flat on my back.

“You went into shock-” answering me before I ask “-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have shouted at you”

“It’s okay, I deserved it” I pulled the mask down from my face and she looked on worriedly.

“Yeah you did but maybe not right after you wake up from a minor coma” we both laugh lightly.  

“Minor coma? I’m sorry I’ll try harder next time” I smile at her alongside me.

“You…you just said you loved me and it threw me”

“So you decided to practically flat line on me?” She grinned.

“Yeah I mean that’s one way of getting out of saying it back” she hit me gently.

“I missed you yn and I know you don’t believe me but it was in your best interest and I’m sorry”

“Let me decide what’s best for me from now on okay?” She lightly kissed my cheek and wow I missed her.

“Knock knock” my dad walked in, hands on his pockets and Yn sat back up. See, he does show up at the most inconvenient time. Yn smiled her bright smile at him. If he hurts her I’ll strangle him with the oxygen wire because I love irony.

“How you doing yn?”

“I’m good Sir how are you?” She beamed, what is happening.

“Much better now my bike is fixed, thanks for the help-” what the hell is happening right now?!

“-You’ve got a keeper there Sweet Pea…I mean it-” i must be off my face on O2.

“-Well I just came in to say hello Sweet Pea, hope you feel better and I sent the remains of your car to the shop…might be fun and slightly impossible to fix but if anyone can, your girlfriend can” I could only just about manage a nod. He returned the same before giving a small wave to yn and leaving.

“Yn I love you” after witnessing practically the impossible, my dad liking my Northsider girlfriend, I felt I had nothing to lose.

She put her hand to her head and fell back in the bed “Quick Sweets! Call the doctor! I’m dyiiiinngggg” she mimicked me and I couldn’t help but laugh. I love this goofy, clutsy, gifted girl.

“I love you too, now don’t faint or anything”

“I change my mind, someone pull the life support Yn! Pull it!” I teased

“You’re such a giant nerd” she kissed my bruised head lightly.

“Will you help me fix the car?”

“if you promise not to destroy this one and give me my fucking note book maybe I will, it’s the only reason I’m here” she scrunched up her face after sticking her tongue out. I took a heavy arm and wrapped it around her, pulling her back into me.

“My Serpent jacket looked good on you by the way”

“Yours? Oh Sweets, that was mine” I glanced at her in shock and she winked. Serpent Gearheads


Much love Xx

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Sewing with Knits panel, as given at Fanimecon 2017

Knit fabrics are comfortable, versatile, stretchy, and essential for form-fitting garments like bodysuits, but many sewists can find such stretch fabrics daunting. Come learn from cosplayer fabrickind special fabric choice, sewing, and patterning considerations when working with knit materials.

This is just the bare bones of the panel, as many of the examples were elaborated on in-person, and it is just the slides, not any of my notes or in-Powerpoint drawings on the slides (sorry, labels on which stitches are stretch-friendly and which aren’t!). It is not meant to be exhaustive or definitive, and is just meant for general advice and suggestion purposes only. If anyone has feedback they would like to give, feel free to do so. That said, I hope that people find this information useful.

Here is a link to a pdf of the presentation. You may download for personal use, but please do not alter the presentation, repost without permission, or do any sort of other unauthorized use. (If you have a question about how you can use this presentation, please send me a message with your question and we can work it out. I promise I’m not scary. ;]) Feel free to reblog this post as much as you want, though. I do these panels and post them because I want the information to be shared.

I hope someone finds this helpful! :]

19x04(b) - Hidden Scene or How to Bisexualize Sonny Carisi in 400 Words (or less)

“So, let me get this straight,” Rafael says, one hand on his hip with the other pinching the bridge of his nose. He counts down slowly from five, trying his best to get a handle on his temper before the whole station hears about it.

“This kid is willing to let a rapist walk, because he doesn’t want to admit that he was sleeping with the victim in college?” Rafael points to the witness’ photo on the board. “None of you could get him to talk?”

Amanda shrugs helplessly. “His family’s strict and religious. They still support him financially. He’s about to graduate.”

“Yeah,” Sonny adds, swivelling side to side in his chair casually. It’s getting annoying. “Not to mention, there’s a high chance they’ll cut him off if he testifies.”

“I could compel his testimony.”

Sonny stops moving around and plants his feet to the floor. He glares at Rafael; outrage in his eyes and twisting his mouth. Yeah. He’s gonna pay for that later.

“Oh, so the DA’s office is into outing kids now?” Fin asks sharply, crossing his arms.

“Okay, okay, you’re right. Fine,” Rafael says quickly, backing down. For now. He can actually feel Sonny’s hackles falling. “But there’s gotta be another way. I don’t have a case without his testimony.”

“Maybe we can spin it in our favour. Normalize it,” Rafael pauses, wheels turning in his head. “He was a freshman in college. Nineteen years old and experimenting with boys. That doesn’t necessarily mean he’s gay.”  It’s weak, but it’s a start.

Sonny nods, slowly getting on board. “Makes sense. I mean, that’s basically what college is for,” he looks up at Fin for confirmation, a smirk on his face.

“Hey, don’t look at me choir boy. I didn’t go to college,” Fin says.

Choir boy, Rafael thinks. God, if they only knew what that ‘choir boy’ says between the sheets –

Sonny rolls his eyes. “Well, I did and believe me, that’s definitely what college is for.”

“You admitting something there Carisi?” Rollins asks. She’s smiling fondly at him. Sonny tilts his head back to her, sharing the same knowing smile.

“Talk to him again,” Rafael cuts in. “Show him pictures. Anything. I need to indict by tomorrow morning.”

how to make the instruments

Piccolo: start with a flute. now make it smaller.

Flute: get literally anything tube shaped. plug on end. make a bunch of holes; these are where your mouth and fingers will go. the placement is up to you. to play it, blow. blow real hard. if there’s no sound you aren’t using enough air.

Oboe: arrange a marriage between your flute and clarinet. hopefully they understand how important children are to the economy.

Clarinet: start with the flute. now turn it upright and forget about your precious mouth hole. make a hole in the plug bend and stick a bit of wood in it. I actually don’t know how a clarinet works so you’ll have to experiment a bit for a sound. squidward is a good role model.

Bass Clarinet: start with a clarinet. make it bigger.

Trumpet: get a metal tube. bonus if it’s yellow and bendy. the fancy new ones have bits that go up and down. give it a bell. on the opposite end, stick a small funnel (must be metal; I’ve seen lots of colors tho so the type doesn’t seem to matter.) remember how your weird grandma use to do that weird buzzing thing with her lips on your arm when you were little? do that to the funnel. the louder you do the thing the better the sound.
Saxophone (Alto): the clarinet and flute enjoyed their marriage but one of them was unfaithful and a trumpet got in there. the result is a bigger tube with holes but its upright with the wood and oh god it plays jazz.

Saxophone (Tenor): make it bigger

Saxophone (Bari): bigerrrrr

Trombone: exactly like the trumpet but bigger and loose the sticks that go up and down. also the bendy loops aren’t optional apparently and one of them has to slide sorry.

Tuba/Mellophone/Euphonium: combine the trumpet and trombone. get creative. when you’re done, Google these three instruments and pick the one that looks closest to whatever hell you’ve just created. at least these guys sound nice.

Percussion: find something to bang. doesn’t really matter what, as long as you use sticks and protection.. get creative. some fan favorites seem to be: upturned buckets, buckets with thin stuff stretched over the openings, the tubes before you started cutting holes in them, blocks, your friends, and other sticks.

in the heights au: everything is the same except sonny is actually invited to ninas dinner

things my favorite fob songs remind me of
  • w.a.m.s: sleepless nights, grabbing fistfuls of your own hair out of frustration, leather boots, fucking because it's as close as you can get to love
  • tiffany blews: bonfires, the dead of night, two people falling apart at each other's hands, self-destruction, runny mascara, glinting eyes, going 100 mph through hairpin turns
  • west coast smoker: fistfights, defiance shining in your eyes, white knuckles, ruthlessness, wide aggressive smiles, ripped jeans, crumpled packs of cigarettes, cockiness masking terror
  • headfirst slide into cooperstown: old love that won't die, twisted thoughts, going back to bad habits, gold rings, sitting in long grass at sunset in the middle of summer
  • the carpal tunnel of love: crumpled and torn love letters, wondering how things got so vicious, kisses with lots of teeth, broken bottles, metal glinting silver in moonlight
  • i slept with someone in fall out boy: heavy makeup, quickies in alleyways, hearts beating hard, feeling unclean, loving the body and hating the person, sabotage and revenge
  • dance, dance: arguments all the time except when you're making love, scars words can't fix, the leftover confetti after a big celebration, smiles hiding misery, the resentment of being shorted what you deserve
  • where did the party go: the crash after a party, neon lights, cigarette smoke, swirling heads, not letting go of what you should, hopeless love, nostalgia
  • my songs know what you did in the dark: gasoline, crazy smiles, flickering streetlights, bared teeth, god complexes, clenched fists, prominent veins
  • just one yesterday: holy water, rose-colored glasses, burning old love letters, confidence masking insecurity, revolvers stuffed into waistbands, grabbing someone by the collar to kiss them
  • fourth of july: apology letters never sent, lighting matches, knowing there is no second chance, a lump in your throat, turning away so they won't see you cry

 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4-1 Part 4-2 Part 5 Part 6

A/N: The Reader gets kidnapped.

I stood in front of the full length mirror and gazed at my reflection, my eyes drifting watching Loki through the mirror as he approached, wrapping his arm around me as we both gazed at our reflection.

“You look quite ravishing in that dress, darling.” He cooed in my ear as his eyes ran up and down my body. “I have a few suggestions as to why you should stay here with me.” He says nibbling on my earlobe.

“Yeah?” I smiled as I felt the twitch in his pants.

“Hmm mmm.” He nods as he slips his hand between my legs.

“No.” I squealed trying to bat is hand away, but I was no match for his arousal.

“Just the head.”  He teased.”

“Do you remember the last time when you only put the head in?” I asked.

He smiles against my ear. “Hmmm,“ he purred. “I remember it quite well.”

“I slept for two days.”

I turned to him, his face painted in a boyish grin that touches his eyes and sparkles.

He shrugs, “I will be more…” He trails off, I glanced down at the bulge in his pants that was aching to break free. “I cannot keep my hands off you and when we make love, I want you to feel everything that I feel, I want you to experience all of me.”

“You do know you’re a God right?”

He rolled his eyes, “how can I forget when you keep reminding me.”

He was getting defensive.

I touched his face and ran my thumb across his bottom lip. “I keep reminding you because you seem to forget your own strength and physical power.”

“I am gentle.” He holds me at arm length. “Have I hurt you?”

“No, no, no. But it takes time for me to recover from one of our sessions.” I say.

“You know what would help.”

“Yes, I do, but -.”

“But you are not ready.” He finished my sentence, turning to sit on the bed.

“Don’t get pouty.”

“I do not pout.”

“You get pouty when you don’t get your way.”

“I always get my way.”

“With magic and manipulation.” I quipped.

He eyes me, “you have such a smart mouth, I should put something in it.”

“I will bite it.”

“And I will have to punish you for causing bodily harm.”

“And I will gladly take the punishment.” I countered.

He exhales harshly. “Do you have to have the last word?”

I shrugged. “Yes. I always get my way.”

“With seduction and sexual manipulation.” He states as the atmosphere in the room shifted.

“Seduction, yes that’s a given. Manipulation,well, I learned that from the you.” I corrected as I walked towards him and stood in between his knees.

He runs his fingers up my dress, deftly tugging on the zipper. “What else have you learned from me?” He asked.

My heartbeat hammered in my chest as he pulled the button to his pants, his bulge spilling forth.

I held his shoulders as he slid my panties down to my knees revealing my bare derriere.

He inhales sharply.

“I learned delayed gratification.” I whispered in his ear then kissed his cheek. “I’m late.”

His mischievous grin was plastered across my face as I made it to Earth, thanks to the dimensional rift he created for me to travel between Asgard and Earth.

I checked the zipper on my dress to make sure it was fastened and I shifted my panties into place as I stepped through the rift that closed a few seconds later.

“You’re late.” Nat says as the darkened window to the truck slides down.

“Sorry,” I say as I crossed the street and approached the truck, climbing into the backseat.

The door was barely closed as Nat speed away.

“I can’t believe Bruce trusts you with his truck.” I say examining the spacious interior.

“I’m an excellent driver.” Nat says matter-of-factly.

“Defensive driver,” Wanda says from the passenger seat.

We all laughed in union.

We pulled up to Night, a supernatural club/lounge that is only known by those who have or know someone with special abilities. We bypassed the lines and went straight to the VIP section that was reserved for us. Our drinks arrived, Wanda had a red bubbly concoction, Natasha a inky black blob that didn’t look appeasing, and I had a plain creamery.

“What’s it like?“ Wanda asked taking a sip of her drink.

“What’s what like?” I asked.

Wanda nodded slyly. “Sleeping with a God.”

“And don’t say it’s anything like with a human because that would be a disappointment.” Natasha interjected.

“It’s different.” I answered.

“That’s it?” Nat asked. “It’s different?” She rolled her eyes, “c’mon, there’s more to it.”

“Loki has superior human strength that gives him superior endurance in all physical activities.”

“What does that mean?” Wanda inquired.

“It means what they do in the bedroom is not of this world.” Nat answered, winking at me.

They both laughed as I took a long swallow of the drink that began to swim in my head.

We danced and enjoyed the night for what is was, tonight’s outing was mainly for Wanda and Natasha, who both needed a break from the missions that have been taking over their lives.

The night was a whirlwind as we exited the nightclub laughing to ourselves.

“Do you need one of the guy’s to walk you to your car?” The bouncer at the door asked.

We declined, not knowing how different the night might have ended if we accepted his invitation.

I remembered that Wanda stepped out first because she commented on the chill in the air, then myself, followed by Natasha. I had the keys, so I walked ahead, we were a few feet away from the truck when it all became a blur, I heard a commotion behind me and turned. Wanda had two guys immobile while the third was making slashing movements with a sword. Natasha was standing over the body of an unknown person who was slumped on the ground, her head snaps up and I will never forget the look on her face.

“Get through the rift.” She screams.

I opened the amulet that hung around my neck and felt my legs moving faster than my mind could comprehend as I dashed to the golden pattern that began to form on the ground where the rift would open.

I glanced down and noticed that I lost a heel in the process. l stepped on the pattern and the rift began to activate and open.

“Don’t let her escape.” A muffled voice say.

The electric shock vibrated through my body and I staggered backwards. I glanced down and saw the two metal prongs latched into my skin. I tried to take a step, but another shock brought me to my knees. I pulled the amulet from my neck and tossed it. I gazed at the opened rift as it sucked up my other heel and the amulet, closing and disappearing a few seconds later.

“Loki!” I heard myself scream internally, but I knew he couldn’t hear me.

A hood covers my head and I became weightless as I was carried into a car. I heard Natasha screaming out my name, but the figures I was squeezed in between held me down as the car sped away.

The hood comes off my head and the cold salty air washed across my face as we switched cars. I gazed up into the blinding light, blinking until the silhouette of a figure appeared. I saw his bright white smile as he placed the cloth over my mouth.

“This will be sure to get his attention.” I heard the groggy voice say as I slumped into unconsciousness.

Post Note: And it begins…Loki x Reader. 

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I saw one of these powerpoints in the sp tag but i wasn’t satisfied with it so i got inspired. what year is it

i wanted to go into more detail especially about craig and those guys but i spent WAY too much time on this already so WHATEVER HERE IT IS