teenager definition

I really like drawing fanart of characters who could be considered conventionally attractive and then just. Adding a bunch of shit. Acne, body hair, a bit of chub, a LOT of chub, stretch marks, tons of freckles of course, eye bags, crooked smiles, anything that anyone could feel self-conscious about. I really really like adding those things to their favourite characters.

I guess it just kind of proves that people will still cherish you even with all those things you might not think look nice. And I think that’s super cool

Faking It

Paring: Bucky Barnes x reader

Characters: All the Avengers

After getting news about a family reunion coming up, the reader decides to set up a plan to make her look like she isn’t as single as she actually is. But when all her candidates can’t go, she’s left with the only person who she least expects to go along with the plan.

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: Okay, I’m terrible at summaries. Just read the imagine and tell me what you think. If you want to be tagged on all of my works tell me, please. And if you want a second part to this tell me, it’s still under consideration

All other parts are on the masterlist

Originally posted by stuckwithbuck

It was the annual family reunion. Well, not so annual. The last family reunion was two years ago and the last family reunion you attended was six years go. You were a teenager at the time and itching to leave home. Not to mention you were the definition of teenage angst.

Now, you were someone completely different. You were Y/N Y/L/N, an Avenger. You were badass and can take down a man in less than 5 seconds. You didn’t have any powers, but you were a skillful fighter. It was a dream when Nick Fury offered you to join the elite team. So much adrenaline and you absolutely loved the members of your team.

Your family didn’t know this, of course, they think you’re a secretary for Tony Stark. Which isn’t an entire lie. You and Tony came to an agreement and he allowed you to pass that small lie. He was a good friend and you always did favors for him, you didn’t mind of course.

However, now that you’re going back home after not seeing your family for so many years, your mother is gonna expect some things. Knowing your mother, she will either hope for a man on your hand, a ring on your finger, or maybe even a baby bump. You surely didn’t have any of those. You also didn’t want to seem like a complete loser. Your older brother was already married with a baby on the way. Your older sister was engaged. Which means that they will be nagging you about how you don’t have a boyfriend or girlfriend.

You certainly didn’t want to walk into that reunion empty handed.

An idea popped into your head, not a very good one, but an idea nonetheless. You were going to ask Steve if he can accompany you. The look on their faces when I walk in there with Captain America will be priceless! You thought to yourself.

“FRIDAY? Where’s Steve?” You asked the system.

“Captain Rogers is in the gym, Miss Y/L/N,” She replied.

“Thank you,” You added and walked down to the gym. Just like you were said, Steve was hitting the punching bag. The muscles on his back were visible through his tight shirt. His blond hair was disheveled and drenched in sweat.

“Steve,” You called.

He turned and smiled at you, “Hi Y/N.”

You waltzed towards him, “Stevie Wonder, Stevie boy, Steve baby.” You poked his firm chest at each ridiculous nickname you gave him.

He had an amusing look on his face, “What is it?”

“So listen,” You patted his chest one more time before drawing your attention towards his face. “I have this family reunion coming up next week and my mother is expecting me to walk in with a significant other, so I was hoping you could go with me.” You smiled widely.

Steve raised his eyebrows, he looked surprised and flattered at the same time. A small blush rose on his cheeks, “Y/N, I’d love to, really I would, but I’m busy next week. Upcoming mission with Sam.”

You groaned, “Sam was my second choice.”

He laughed, “Sorry Y/N. If you asked me sooner, maybe I could’ve gone.”

“My mother called me this morning, it was all news to me too,” You paused. “Alright gotta find another date.”

“Ask Tony,” He asked, though it came out like a sarcastic comment.

“Tony is old enough to be my dad,” You said.

“And I’m old enough to be your grandpa,” He joked.

“Right you are there, gramps. But no, my family thinks I’m Tony’s secretary so it would be a bit questionable to be dating your boss,” You explained as you left the gym. The doors slid shut behind you.

“Okay,” You said aloud. “Steve is out, so is Sam, Tony definitely.” You gasped. “Thor!”

You went in search for Thor and found him in the lounge area. Mjolnir sat on the coffee table in front of him. Thor was balancing a book in one hand and using his free hand to hold a Poptart. His blond locks were pulled into a bun. His eyes narrowed down at his book. He looked so concentrated that you almost didn’t want to interrupt him.

“Hey Thor,” You greeted.

“Lady Y/N!” he looked up and bellowed.

“Just Y/N, remember? Whatcha reading?” You asked and plopped down on the couch next to him.

“A very interesting book, lots of death,” He smiled and showed you the cover of a book you didn’t recognize. “Hey Thor, I have this family thing coming up and I was wondering if you could go with me. It’s next week.” You said hopeful.

“I have Asgardian business to take care of,” He replied. “But why would you need me to go? Does your family want to see a real life Asgardian god?”

“Kind of. They’re just having high hopes of me being in a relationship. Considering the fact that all my other siblings and cousins are married, dating someone or engaged. I am the only single cousin that I know of.”

“Just tell your parents the truth. Say ‘Mother, Father, I have no one.’” Thor smiled and shrugged. “Simple as that.”

“You don’t get it, Thor, I can’t say that.” You whined and buried your head in a pillow.

“I’ll never understand your Midgardian ways,” He frowned.

Your shoulders slumped once again, you stood up and left.

The rest of the day you asked everyone who was a worthy candidate. Natasha said that she was busy of course. She was going on that mission with Steve. Wanda didn’t feel comfortable to be around so many unknown people. Pietro would not go anywhere without his sister because he didn’t want to leave her alone. You didn’t want to ask Vision because you knew he’d say no and you’re convinced he has a thing for Wanda.

You slid down in the chair and mumbled miserably to yourself. You had checked off everyone on the list. No one could go. You banged your head against the island as you tried to come up with another plan.

“Hey Y/N,” Bucky entered the kitchen.

It’s as if the gods spoke to you and brought Bucky to you. How could you forget him! He’s your last hope.

“Bucky, Bucky, Bucky,” You clung onto him.

He gave you an alarmed look, “Y/N.”

“Bucky, I have a family reunion coming up and my mom and pretty much everyone is expecting me to go with someone. A spouse, of course, and I don’t have one. I already asked Steve and he’s going on a mission with Sam and Natasha. Thor can’t go because he has Asgardian business. Tony is my boss. Clint has a wife. Wanda can’t go because she doesn’t feel comfortable and Pietro doesn’t want to leave her alone. I can’t take Vision because everyone will flip their shit when I show up with Robot Jesus. I’m freaking out because you’re my only hope and I completely forgot about you and if you can’t go I’m gonna be doomed. I’ll be the butt of everyone’s joke and I don’t like being the butt, Bucky.”

“Y/N,” Bucky grabbed your shoulders and shook you a little. “You’re talking so fast and so much.”

You breathed, “Sorry, I’m just freaking out!”

“Calm down,” He said. “When is it?”

“Next week,” You replied.


“Back home in California.”

He nodded, “I’ll do it.”

You perked up, “Really?”

He nodded once again and smiled, “Can’t be too bad? It’ll be fun, besides. I’ve been stuck in here for too long doing nothing good. Also, I’ve always wanted to go to the west coast.”

You squealed and threw your arms around him, “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” You repeated. “You saved my ass.”

“I think I’m gonna be doing plenty of that these next few days.”

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It is my firm belief that in an Anakin doesn’t turn to the dark side and brings up his kids alongside Padme au, teenage Leia would definitely bring home one Han - older, dodgy background, can hold his own in a bar brawl and swaggers just a bit too much -Solo, just to piss off her father.

Luke makes moon eyes at him the whole dinner. Listening with rapt attention to every single word that comes out of his mouth. Padme politely peppering him with questions as she swiftly removes anything breakable from Anakin’s grip.

Then Han starts talking about the Hutts and how he worked for Jabba at one point, how he didn’t agree with his methods but still needed the work to keep living; at least smuggling spices and the like, nothing too seedy, he absolutely refused to assist in any of the slave trade on pure principle.

And right at that moment Anakin Skywalker maybe starts to like him.

discourse causes me anxiety BUT i don’t understand why lets/vol/tron is saying lance is 19 when there is an interview w/ jeremy on their youtube channel in which he’s asked about the paladins age and he says, and i quote (min 1:05):

“They’re teenagers for the most part. Lance is supposed to be when we start…. like 16.. mostly around that age.. they’re definitely teenagers they go through some of that kind fo stuff […]”

so….? jeremy himself indirectly confirms the ages but no one believes it??

Please tell me I’m not the only one who had a problem with Alfred attacking Selina.

Because I have a very big problem with a grown ass man - who is also a highly trained veteran - punching a defenseless fourteen-year-old girl in the face and making her cry.

Imagine Theo in an interview and he can’t keep his cheeky comments to him self.


“Well Theo let’s talk about your lovely girlfriend (Y/N). Was it love at first sight for you two.”

Theo smiled at the thought of you, almost giggling like a lovesick teenager. “Definitely not. (Y/N) hated me when we first met, thought I was egotistical and stubborn,” he paused, knowing you were watching, “I can be but only sometimes. But after while we were able to have civilized conversations and I was surprised by how much we actually had in common.”

The interviewer awed. “What surprised you most about her, if you don’t mind me asking.”

“What surprised me most?” Theo thought out loud. “What surprised me most was uh, her skills in bed.”

But can you imagine the Superfam on vacation together??
Like Clark is that dorky dad who’s wearing the Hawaiian shirt and making friends with locals while embarrassing his kids
Kara is totally the most adventurous person ever and is trying to get everyone to go hiking or surfing with her
Conner is like that surly teenager who definitely doesn’t want to be there doing the family activities. He’s wearing all black even though it’s so hot outside and he’s complaining about the heat the entire time, but ignores Clark whenever he tells him to just go change
Chris is like super excited about everything. He’s asking questions about everything he sees “What’s that animal! Do we have them at home?!” “Chris that’s literally a squirrel”
Jon is that little brat who’s trying to push everyone into the pool. Despite them all being supers he manages to catch Kon by surprise and shove him in, clothes and all.

Dat Boi (Older!Damian x Reader)

(A/N): Short little thing I wrote about Damian

Damian had only really tolerated 3 people outside of his family. Those 3 people were his only friends at Gotham academy. At least they were until they got invited to a party at sea warehouse on the outskirts of Gotham.

Damian had no intentions on going to the party. The loud music and crowded room of sweaty teenagers definitely wasn’t a tempting idea. But as Alfred once told him, never let your friends drink without a designated driver.

So, that’s what Damian was doing. He leaned on one of the poles supporting the building. Loud, obnoxious music surrounded him from all directions. Multicolored lights clouded his vision as he tried to shield himself from the black light paint that was being flailed around. He was definitely going to have to get Pennyworth to clean his clothes as soon as he got home.

He stood up straighter as his 3 friends approached with someone he didn’t know. Said person looked interesting to him. He sure hoped they would be. His friend, Charles aka Skeet) spoke up first,”Hey Damian! Having the time of your life yet?”

Damian scoffed with a micro smirk,”Don’t get your hopes up.” He watched all his friends erupt in laughter. Even the girl didn’t how back her chuckle.

“Damian, we’d like you to meet the new addition to our dream team, (Y/N)”, His other friend, Quint, said while motioning to the girl. She waved meekly to him with her glowing green hand. Damian nodded to the girl.

Just then some random rap song came blaring from all the speakers placed around the room.

All three of his three friends turned to each other and practically screeched,”THIS IS OUR SONG!” They then disappeared into the sea of people.

That left Damian and (Y/N) alone on the edge of the party. Damian found himself wanting to speak to her but couldn’t think of anything to say. He was glad (Y/N) could.

“I don’t understand how you’re friends with them,” she commented.

Damian looked at her confused,”Because I’m a Wayne?”

“What? No, because they’re more flamboyant and you seem more reserved and stoic. Not because of who your dad is,” she said with a slight hurt expression.

Damian felt a wave of embarrassment flush him quickly. Usually people want, or expect, him to be friends with people whose parents also run a successful business. “Oh, I do apologize for jumping to conclusions. Usually people have the same reasons,” he said scratching the back of his neck.

(Y/N) waved it off,”I get it. Some people say I don’t belong at the academy because I’m only able to on behalf of a grant.”

Damian nodded to her. An alarming amount of people thought that. Him and his family are some of the people that don’t. “That mustn’t be a good thing to hear,” he responded.

“Yeah, but I don’t get bothered about it anymore,” she shrugged.

Then Damian’s trios of stooges strutted back to them. (Y/N) said something that perplexed Damian,” Here comes dat boi.”

“What?,” he asked. His friends erupted in laughter. Clearly they understood what she said.

“I-i-i-i don’t understand,” he stuttered as his friends laughed again.

(Y/N) turned to him,”Don’t hurt your pretty head thinking about it.”

And for the first time Damian blushed.