headcanon time! so @deohsogay and i were talking and as we all know, vasquez is a giant fucking lesbian and has been out and proud since she was in high school probably and long story short, her gaydar is off the charts
so OBVIOUSLY she has alex figured out from the moment she steps into the deo. and at first she’s not sure if alex is just lowkey and private but then she realises wow alex does not know that she is in fact a giant lesbian
and this amuses vasquez to no end because alex is the gayest gay to ever gay in the history of gay, and she has absolutely no idea. and after a while it gets to vasquez and she cant hold it in anymore so their conversations go a little like this
‘vasquez i got a new motorbike!’ ‘gay’ ‘huh?’ ‘i said yay! how exciting!’
‘vasquez i went to the movies last night and saw this one with kristen stewart in it she’s so cool i really like her’ ‘lesbian’ ‘what was that?’ ‘thespian! you love actors!’
and when maggie shows up on the scene, you bet your ass vasquez hears all about the stupid, short, dimpled cop with shiny eyes who annoys the shit out of alex and vasquez is like oh my god she has a crush is this what it feels like to be proud of your children and she watches closely at the way alex smiles when maggie is around and she sees the way maggie looks at alex and she’s like ‘i give them three months and theyll be engaged’
‘it’s okay, vasquez i dont need back up, maggie’s coming with me’ ‘you are so gay’ ‘excuse me?’ ‘you sure youre okay?’
ANYWAY so after this back and forth for years, FINALLY alex approaches vasquez one day and is like ‘hey susan did you know that maggie and i are dating and also i am gay’
and vasquez goes OH THANK GOD! and she pulls out this huge fucking scrapbook and it’s called DEOh So Gay: The Gaygent Danvers Story by susan vasquez and it’s literally a scrapbook made up of sneaky photos she took of alex’s gayest outfits and also written down documentation of every time alex said or did something gay and alex is blushing and also laughing because she’s so happy she’s come so far and vasquez is a good friend and also maggie loves it and it sits on their coffee table for the rest of their lives
A/N: first of all can we talk about how beautiful this gif is, wow. A man. I want to cry. Also, I’ve been gone a fat ass minute so I hope this piece of writing is okay and isn’t wack!!
Request: Can you write something where Harry cant get enough of your kisses and you’re trying to do stuff around the house but he won’t stop and he says something like “please, do it later. I just… cm’ere love and let me love on you.”
Spring cleaning was tedious but you knew it was something you had to do. It was time to dust, wipe and replenish your home to its original state.
It was a time of refreshment is what you liked to tell yourself but you really just like blasting your music for hours as you danced around the house while cleaning.
Throughout the years of living with your boyfriend Harry, you knew the last thing he wanted to do was clean so usually when this time came around, he was either busy with work or he would help clean up a bit before he gives up and locks himself in the bedroom where he would do whatever Harry does. That was the norm with you guys, however, today was different.
Harry was desperate for your attention today of all days. The day when you needed the most space to finish what needed to be done is the day he chooses to be irresistibly clingy. Any other time, you would love this but not today.
You were dusting off the wooden shelves in the living room with a soft song playing in the background when you felt a strong pair of arms from behind snake around your waist. His large hands spin you around to face him and your heart flutters at how close his face is to yours.
“Just one kiss,” he whispers huskily, his lips quickly close the space between the two of you as quick as the words leave his mouth.
His velvety lips melt into yours and it takes everything in you not to collapse right then and there in his arms and let him kiss you for the rest of the day. As much as you wanted that, you also wanted to finish cleaning as quickly as possible so you could get back to Harry without worrying about your unfinished chores.
“Not now, Harry,” you sigh defeatedly when you pull away from him.
“Why not?” He questions, his words muffled as he buries his face in he crevice of your neck.
You have to stop yourself from giving in immediately at the sound of his voice and the way his fingertips were grazing the exposed skin of your stomach.
“I’m busy!” You retaliate for the tenth time that day. You slip out of his hold and hurry over to another part of the house to distance yourself from him until you were done with all your chores.
The bathroom is where you ended up with your Mr. Clean magic eraser sponge roughly scrubbing at the floor of your oversized bathtub. You were left with your thoughts and you secretly wished Harry was in here bothering you again.
It was understandable that Harry wanted your attention so badly, but at the same time, it wasn’t. He got home from the filming of his movie a few weeks ago and of course, he attacked you with all the love in the world but you sort of expected it to die down by now. He’s seen you every day for the past three weeks and now that he was acting the same way as he does the first day he comes back from a long trip made you sort of suspicious.
Harry gave you love and affection all the time, but not this strongly on days where he’s already been with you for a while.
“Found you,” Harry says from the doorway as if you summoned him. “Love, enough’ cleanin’.”
“No, I’m gonna finish my spring cleaning,” you stand up from your spot on the floor and begin walking towards the door to leave the bathroom but Harry stops you with a gentle grip on your arm. He gives you sideways smirk before pressing his lips onto yours.
You couldn’t get enough of this man. Your hands ended up in the tangle of his unruly curls and he backed you into one of the marble top counters in the bathroom, his hands on either side of your face and without breaking the kiss. It was ridiculous how much of an effect he had on you with anything he did.
He somehow ended up lifting you onto the counter and stepping in between your legs, his lips still expertly moving with yours.
“No!” You exclaim, ripping your lips away from his and jumping off the counter. “I’m cleaning!”
Harry watched you disappear out into the hallway, a goofy smile on his lips at how determined you were with your task and because he knew you wouldn’t be able to fight him for too long.
The empty bags and boxes of snacks from your kitchen were thrown into garbage bags as you furiously cleaned out the cupboards. Harry had gotten you all worked up and you knew it wouldn’t be long until you give into him because the way he was kissing you and pleading you made you want to stop doing whatever you were doing even before he did either of those things.
And there he was, reclining on the fridge with his stupid dimpled smile on his face.
“Ugh! I can’t escape you,” you groan, throwing your head back in frustration. “Harry, I told you I’m almost done. Go read a book or watch TV or something.”
“You sound like a mum,” Harry chuckles. “I mean I can make you one tonight if yeh’d let me.”
The empty cereal box in your hand was flung at Harry’s head and it hit him with a loud ‘thump’.
“Ow,” he laughs, rubbing the spot on his head where the cardboard hit him.
“You’re seriously making my cleaning harder than it has to be,” you frown. Harry walks over to you and envelopes you in his arms once again and this time you don’t protest. He begins to pepper kisses along the top of your head to your forehead and cheeks before stopping at your lips. Instead of one long passionate kiss, he repeatedly kissed you in short pecks.
“I have to mop the floors, Harry,” you interrupt reluctantly. “We can finish this later.”
You stepped away from him and instead of letting you walk away, Harry held onto your hand tightly so you wouldn’t.
“Please, do it later. I jus’…” Harry trails off quietly, “cm'ere love, let me love on you.”
“Harry..” You sighed, reaching up to smooth back a curl that had fallen onto his forehead. “What’s gotten into you? I know something is up, I know you better than you think.”
Harry’s eyes are focused on your intertwined hands. He stays silent as he runs his thumb over your knuckles in a soothing pattern and you could tell that he was deep in thought. You lift your other hand and place it on his warm cheek which causes him to close his eyes in content at your tender touch.
“I have to leave tomorrow for interviews, y'know for the film,” Harry admits sadly, his free hand coming up to rest on top of yours on his cheek.
“How long?” You ask, your heart breaking just a bit at Harry’s sudden new trip.
“We’ve been through worse,” you say, trying to make light of the situation. “Two weeks is a walk in the park.”
“Hmph, I suppose,” Harry chuckles halfheartedly. “But I’ll still miss you.”
“And I’ll still miss you,” you respond. “I think my spring cleaning can wait one day.”
“It can but I can’t,” he whispers as he pulls you into a bone-crushing hug. “Are you gonna give me some love then? I swear I can’t get enough of your kisses.”
“It’s like you read my mind,” you smile, leaning into Harry’s welcoming pink lips ready to be met with yours.
Just remembered inktober // mobtober is a thing WOOPS. Have some v.serious art that I definitely spent a lot of time on ft. AU where literally everything is the same but Shigeo and Ritsu wear sunglasses
Listen, this is a headcanon, it’s not fact, so don’t come at me if there are inaccuracies, it’s just how I feel Kara is as a character, okay, and of course I had to write it through Sanvers’ eyes. Enjoy! P.s. Sorry for any spelling and/or grammar mistakes!
“What’s the deal with your sister?"
Alex looks to her right to see Maggie coming up beside her, leaning against the counter, the detective is staring straight forward, as Alex had been previously before, watching the scene, the family, in front of them, arguing and laughing over a game of scrabble that Alex had excused herself from only to get another glass of wine - and only after she had threatened the lives of her friends not to change any of the tiles or cheat… Alex took her scrabble very seriously.
The agent frowns at her girlfriend and looks back out at the scene, Kara was flustered, laughing in her over top way that Alex had seen her do around James, a lot, but this time it was directed at something Lena Luthor had just said and the others were staring at Kara like she was insane.
Alex chuckles a little and turns her back on the scene, focusing now on Maggie who turns her body towards Alex. "What do you mean?” Alex questions with confusion and Maggie looks at Kara briefly.
“Listen, I know the whole gaydar thing isn’t a science-” Alex laughs at that and Maggie rolls her eyes. “I mean you definitely don’t have one-"
”Hey!“ Alex protests. So maybe she was a little oblivious when it came to that sort of thing - not that it really mattered since she had Maggie, she didn’t need anything else. ”You’re the one who read me wrong, remember?“
"Okay but that’s just because you started flirting with me all of a sudden.” Maggie retorts and Alex narrows her eyes.
“I was not flirting, I was being a friend."
"Right, and that worked out didn’t it Danvers?” Maggie was teasing her, of course she was, and, if it wasn’t for Maggie’s beautiful stupid grin, and her dimpled cheeks, and shining brown eyes, Alex would’ve teased her right back but she was just a little, well, a lot, distracted.
“You kissed me.” Alex reminds her and Maggie crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow, her full blown smile falling into a smirk and god was it sexy.
“You kissed me first.” Maggie responds and Alex blushes a little at the memory. She was so embarrassed by that day, still, despite it working out in a good way, the best way possible, but, still, it got her here, standing in Kara’s kitchen with her girlfriend, she still couldn’t believe it, she had a girlfriend.
“You were asking about my sister,” Alex says, changing the subject, she’d let Maggie win that round but she wouldn’t win the next one. “I have to warn you though, if you’re about to say something bad against her, I wouldn’t.” Alex may like Maggie a lot, hell, maybe even love, but if she said something against Kara, if the pair hadn’t got along well, then Alex doesn’t even know what she would do.
“No, no, I love little Danvers,” Maggie says dismissively and Alex chuckles at the nickname that Maggie has bestowed upon her little sister. “No, I mean, I just can’t get a read on her…” Maggie says thoughtfully and Alex knits her eyebrows together in confusion.
“She’s clearly flirting with Lena, well, she’s being flirted with,” Alex turns to look at them again to see Kara fiddling nervously with her glasses while Lena just smiles and eyes her little sister. The agent narrows her eyes suspiciously at them, they were getting awfully close these past few weeks after Kara had saved Lena from a kryptonite explosion. “but your sister clearly likes her.” Alex tunes back into Maggie’s voice and turns away from the gathering for a moment.
“But then she’s also had relationships with guys right? Like James… and that Adam dude you told me about,” Alex almost laughs at the concentration on Maggie’s face and raises one eyebrow and smiles in amusement; it was like she was trying to figure out some extreme math equation and not Alex’s little sister’s love life. “and I get the sense that she’s not straight, she clearly has something going on with James, and obviously Lena, I mean, that one is really obvious-"
"Are you trying to figure out if my sister is straight or gay?” Alex interrupts Maggie’s thoughts and the detective presses her lips into a thin line and places her hands on her hips in exasperation.
“No case left unsolved,” The detective states and Alex laughs at her girlfriend and Maggie rolls her eyes. Alex holds her stomach a little from all of her laughter, taking a deep breath to help replenish her oxygen supply, even her eyes were watering. “Fine, is she bi?” Maggie asks outwardly and Alex manages to gather herself, and takes a deep breath to compose herself, before responding.
“Kind of,” Alex answers and Maggie turns her head to the side and a crease forms on her brow in confusion. “she came to Earth when she twelve."
"So…?” Maggie asks, still not getting it, she shakes her head and Alex takes a step closer.
“So, Krypton wasn’t like Earth, it didn’t have gay, straight, bi, it was just, you meet someone you like, you mate them,” Alex explains with a shrug. “I mean, I’m sure some kryptonians did have preferences for some genders but, they were efficient guys up there, reproduction was done in like tubes, actually, Kal is the only naturally conceived kryptonian in centuries, but, on Krypton, they were just encouraged to marry whoever they fell in love with, and Kara grew up with that incentive.” Alex says and Maggie listens intently, clearly very invested in the details - and she calls Alex a nerd. “Plus they were restricted to one baby per family and Kara’s DNA is really complicated, who knows if same sex couples could have biological babies, the Kryptonians were a really advanced species, plus, hello, aliens.” Maggie laughs at that and Alex smiles in response.
“To answer your question, Kara’s kryptonian, she’ll choose her mate based on compatibility, on what she likes about them, not on gender, so I guess she’s pansexual, if you want to earthly brand her."
"What did the Kryptonians class as being compatible?” Maggie asks curiously and Alex shrugs, they don’t know an awful lot about the kryptonians, only what Kara can remember, what Kal had learned from the fortress and the other pieces of information gathered from their pods.
“Who knows? Probably intelligence, to them we’re like cave men who could only dream about being on their level.” Maggie smiles and leans in close to Alex, wrapping her arms around her waist and Alex smiles gazing down at her girlfriend. “But, you know, Kara also grew up with Earth’s social construct and, compared to Krypton, it’s pretty fucked up. So people automatically assume she’s straight, and I guess when I came out to her I reminded her of Krypton, about how being straight isn’t the only option."
"Enter Lena right?” Maggie asks with amusement, because Alex is oblivious but she’s not that oblivious, and Alex laughs leaning her head forward to press it against Maggie’s.
“Enter Lena Luthor.” She confirms - she did have the intelligence.
They stand in silence for a moment, just enjoying one another’s company, Maggie can feel Alex’s thumbs gently stroking at the back of her neck and she’s more than willing, more than content, just to stand there and not move… but she has to ask something else, because she’s already opened the Krypton can of worms, she might as well go all the way.
“So Mike,” Maggie says and Alex’s eyes flutter open, momentarily distracting Maggie, and she pauses when she feels Alex’s thumbs stop stroking and she almost whines for her to continue. “He’s from decks- dacks- Daxam?” Maggie’s face scrunches up adorably and Alex grins at her fumble with the planet’s name.
“Yeah,” Alex responds. “same social construct as Krypton, except, maybe a little looser on its morals, party central according to Kara."
"So that’s why James calls Mon-El frat boy.” Maggie chuckles and Alex nods. She’d noticed that James and Maggie had been getting along quite well recently and she loved that her friends seemed to love Maggie, a lot, because they were her family and they were all important to her.
“Yep, but it was colonized by Krypton way back when, before they left the planet to itself, but, you know, the whole be with who you want to be with thing was still pretty strong, hell, according to Mon-El they even had polyamorous relationships.” Alex explains and Maggie nods her head in understanding.
“So you totally pick up on the whole Winn and Mon-El thing too right?” Maggie asks and Alex laughs out loud this time, nodding her head repeatedly, because of course she picked up on that - Winn was the least subtle person she knew, he was even worse than Kara. “I’d like to hear more about Krypton, it sounds fascinating.” Maggie admits and Alex smiles softly.
“I’m sure Kara would tell you some stories,” Alex says. “she likes to keep the memory of Krypton alive in her head, so she doesn’t forget it, she’d be more than happy to talk to you about it.” Alex says and Maggie nods her head, she might just have to ask the blonde about the planet.
“Oh snap!” Alex’s head peers over Maggie as she hears Winn’s excited yell.
“Alex! Lena just beat your score!” Kara shouts and Alex narrows her eyes.
“Oh hell no.” Alex mutters and Maggie chuckles, placing a kiss to Alex’s cheek, she turns her around and past her butt towards the living room where the game of scrabble was commencing.
“You’re going down Luthor!” Alex says and Maggie shakes her head at how competitive Alex was especially when it came to scrabble.
“That’s not the first time I’ve heard that before.” Lena says with a smirk and Maggie’s eyes widen while Kara, who was beside her, starts blushing to a blood red, almost like she might explode.
Can you do a thing where you and Dan have been dating for a while now and things get really heated but you tell Dan that you’re a virgin?
It had been three months since the two of you had started dating. You had told Dan that you weren’t comfortable with having sex until you got to know him better. He agreed that it is a very personal experience to share with someone. It wasn't something you wanted to share with someone to only have your heart broken moments after.
The sexual tension between the two of you could be felt every time the two of you hung out. You knew you were ready to let things progress with Dan but there was one little problem that the two of you had never actually discussed.You were a virgin. A glorified woman who had never felt the touch of a man. Well, it wasn’t like you hadn't gotten further with someone before. You had just never gotten to the point where you had felt comfortable with another person to share such an intimate time.
YAS. Yes you absolute can. This is in like a lady ghostbusters verse or something. And I love it, thank you! Thank you also to @bloomsoftly and @itsjanetsnakehole for the edits and beta help!
9. ‘I just now realized I’m on a date with a ghost.’
Rating: G to Tish cause I’m evil and I cut it off.
In her defense, she thought the whole ‘doll’ thing was an affectation.
The same went for the slicked back hair, the tailored pinstripe suit, the genuine enjoyment of jazz. (Darcy knew they were talented musicians she just couldn’t totally get into it, okay?)
If it weren’t the fact that he’d been sweet, checking on her when her heel caught in one of the raw old floorboards, and funny, joking about the fact the Green Mill Lounge was doing well enough it ought to be able to afford new floors since 1945, she probably would have written him off as too cheesy. It helped that he was disgustingly beautiful with his stupid little chin dimple and those pale eyes that practically glowed in the dim light of the bar.
She’d come for a friend’s birthday bar crawl and he’d shown them all the trapdoor Al Capone had used to escape to the Lakeshore during raids, and she sort of figured he worked for the bar, charming women and convincing them to stay for another drink. It was effective. She came back the next week.
She would learn to like jazz.
And she did a little. She like the music they played as he shepherded her around the dance floor, so familiar with the right moves that it only took a little nudge, a gentle leading, for her to follow him.
“You’ve got light feet,” he teased her.
She did not but she told that to Jane anyway who looked up from the triple axel EMF meter she’d been tinkering with, and frowned skeptically.
“Why don’t you guys get coffee or something,” Jane suggested.
jinnie u don’t need to. the fact u’re reading all this shit is already helping cause i thought, joonie, i thought i’d become empty after him i thought i’d be unable to fall in love again, to love again, to be happy again i thought i’d be broken inside forever but u showed me i’m not i can love. i want to. i don’t want to lose it bc of some asshole came into my life and made it terrible for a while
namjoon dammit dammit jin
jinnie i’m not mad at u i couldn’t be not when u came into my life rescuing my poor dog and saying the things you said an making those damn video games and looking like someone to call home with your stupid dimples and your cute glasses
Summary: When an old friend in need reaches out to Katniss, she returns to the small town she swore she’d never set foot in again. Help Madge and then leave, she decides. But a murder investigation and one sheriff with stupid blue eyes and dimples all conspire to keep her where she thought she’d never want to be.
WARNINGS:RATED E for mentions of domestic abuse, character death, mild language to include racial slurs, an obscene love affair with coffee, and explicit sexual content.
This piece was lovingly crafted for my dear friend and beta, @peetabreadgirl, to celebrate her birthday. It’s based on a book I recently read and immediately had to Everlark because…well you’ll see. The book is Jed Had to Die by Tara Sevic. I am neither Tara Sevic nor Suzanne Collins and thus technically do not own the basic storyline or the characters. This is pure fun. Also, it’s multi-chapter, but they will be significantly shorter than my chapters usually are. Enjoy! Love you, PBJ! <3
There are few things a woman wouldn’t do for her one true love in this life. Maim, murder, wreck, and ruin. Because we all know that your one true love is reserved for that singular soul who inspires your heart and then protects it. Strong, dependable, forgiving, amazing. These are the qualities that garner affection. Especially at times when your love reliably comes through to rescue you from a horrible day. Enter Theo.
I find very funny how a post about not being interested in the ethnicity of someone suddenly makes you … a racist? When in fact, it means the opposite, I thought it was obvious. Apparently are some people who don’t know us, hate us just because we only care about Floriana’s performance as Maggie and because we don’t hate her. Friends, there are some mentally unstable people out there, I can tell.
For those whose believe in that absurd thought (the one of racism), I don’t know if you just ignore what ethnicity means or you’re just stupid, and tbh, the racists here are you, because you’re discriminating against a “white” actress playing a latin role, yes racism works that way too… Btw, Floriana Lima is actually a Latin woman, so, think about another reason to hate her, probably it’ll be as ridiculous as this one.