that one just kinda stands out

miraculous/hey arnold au?

lol creds to @charme-miraculeux ‘s husband for this idea, but do you ever think that chloe treats marinette like helga treats arnold from hey arnold?

like she’s an absolute horror to marinette in her face but then when no one’s looking, chloe just pulls a locket with marinette’s picture in it out of her shirt and kinda goes:

Marinette, my love
My sultry preteen
Why must I hold you
Only whilst in a dream?
Will I be forever enslaved by your spell?
Why must I worship you and never tell?
Marinette, you make my girlhood tremble
Make my senses quiver in awe
Someday, I’ll tell the world, my love
Or my name’s not Chloe Bourgeois

or she’s like hiding around the corner from where marinette is standing and just clutches her heart and goes:

Your eyes, like two blue jellybeans
Are pools I want to bathe in.
My head doth swoon,
and yet I want to beat your face in

or she’s got this secret marinette shrine in her closet that legit no one else knows about and sometimes she just sits in front of it and is all:

Marinette, you idiot
I’ve always sworn it
I’ve always loved you
My darling, my darling
Kiss me, my darling
Oh, raven haired Aphrodite
Wandering the dismal deserts of my tormented soul

taultvec  asked:

1-20 for three sims of your choice. 83

EDIT: Ok I just noticed the questionnaire isn’t actually 20 questions long. Its only 17 lol. It literally skips 3 numbers at 13 and jumps to 17 at the next question and number 20 is asking a question yourself lmao

I’m adding Trinity to this list of 3 ^_^ 

Sims Asks

Trinity Jo

1. Trinity is 18 going on 19

2. No middle name but she does have one of those Southern “double first names” so the “Jo” after Trinity stands for Josefine. 

3. Black or dark colored tops (usually with some kind of hood or scarf) and bottoms/jeans with some kinda sneakers or boots. She usually goes for form fitting clothing but not because she thinks its sexy its becasue she hates “flowy loose shit” that gets in the way when she’s fighting/running/whipping out a weapon. 

4. Trinity has several full blooded demon siblings who either dislike her for being half human, want her dead for being half human or just like to fuck something up of her’s for kicks because that’s just what demonic siblings do :D

5. ….I really need to think of birthdays for my sims lmao But I was leaning toward Sagittarius for her..maybe??

6. Trinity didn’t stay in school for very long and she started late she made it to about middle school before dropping out. Her favorite subject was gym/recess and surprisingly she liked history lessons but she hated everything else lol.

7. Her favorite is the movie Blade starring Wesley Snipes xD But she likes anything with supernatural beings/creature features with action and adventure. Bonus points for gore and blood.

8. Trinity’s latest google search: “Can you break your dick?”

9. Trinity is inspired by people who let their actions speak louder than their words. If Alucard from the Hellsing Abridged Series was real, He would be Trinity’s role model.

10. Favorite book? Trinity!??? HAHAHAHAHAHA ! Any book heavy enough to break someone’s face when she throws it at them is her favorite kind of book lmao

11. Motorcycles, fast cars…and weapons. Guns especially. Anything that makes a big bang is her hobby. Explosions??? Yup. Sharp blades? Yup. Canons? Oh yes. Bitches love canons.

12. I don’t watch or read Harry Potter so idk.

13. I’m not sure how one does the enneagram thing but if anyone can explain it I can maybe choose something.

17. Trinity usually likes all foods as long as its savory and filling. As a half-demon she has a very high metabolism so she eats a lot very frequently. Since she and the Reaper currently reside near the New Mexican/Arizona desert(s) border. They frequent the diners and pizza joints there a lot. Trinity likes the burgers and pizza…as long as it doesn’t have pineapple on it. Pineapple pizza is a sin even for a half-demon.

18. Coffee? Ehhh she’ll drink it occasionally. Tea? Well she’s originally from Louisiana so she likes her southern sweet teas. Cocoa? Yup. Its sweet and warm when its cold out.

19. Trinity’s handwriting is…pretty bad. She doesn’t spell, write or read very well because she was taught to read and write very late into her childhood so that means her punctuation and grammar are usually atrocious. She doesn’t even care so long as her point gets across but Reaper has been gradually getting her to use better grammar and punctuation when writing over time. She writes how she speaks so that means…curse words and slang with a Southern Louisiana drawl in person.

20. Since there’s no original ask here’s a Random Fact: Trinity’s hair length changes so frequently because it grows very fast. If she were to buzz it all off, it’d get back to its current neck/ear length in like a month or two.

D Santana

1. D is pretty old. He doesn’t remember his exact age but he is at least half a millennia. So about 500 years or more.

2. Nope lol He’s very secretive about what his actual name is. He’s had it legally changed it to “D” but if someone asks what it stands for he gives them the name Diego.

3. Almost exclusively Black or similarly dark colors. He’s known for looking like a “modern cowboy” sort of look. That means the black boots and the big black hat with a vest and t-shirt. But he also can go more casual street style with just jogging pants and a T-Shirt with house shoes (at home). He wears the most clothing during the day, of course and usually at night (or at home) you can catch him working topless/sleeveless at his shop.

4. He did have siblings as human. As for vampire siblings, he considers the crew that works at his shop as his nestmates of sorts and therefore they call one another “brother” and “sister”. He also has a lovingly hateful friendship with TrinityJo and The Reaper.

5. ….again with the birthdays that I haven’t given XD Then again I have excuse since D is an older vampire.

6. N/A

7. His favorite movies are “F. W. Murnau’s Nosferatu” (because he finds it amusing) and “¡Vamonos con Pancho Villa!”

8. D’s Last Google Search: “EL1016‑SS: Classic Tube Brake Lines “

9. D is rarely inspired by anyone or anything but he does find people with lots of tenacity and will to never give up can coax him to do things he normally wouldn’t. Which is why he usually tolerates Trinity’s obnoxiousness.

10. He doesn’t read much but he does like TV lol Usually old cowboy shows. He watches “Bat Masterson” and yes he’ll watch the old “Zoro” series sometimes too.

11. D’s hobbies include: tattooing/body art, leatherwork, vintage cars (something he and Trinity “bond” over), supernatural inkwork and bonding.

12. I don’t watch/read Harry Potter lol

13. I’m not sure how one does the enneagram thing but if anyone can explain it I can maybe choose something.

17. D’s “food” is blood but he does consume alcohol because he likes the taste and drinking a lot enough might give him a slight buzz for a while. His favorite blood type is B Negative.

18. Coffee? Tea? Cocoa?? Do you mean TEAquila

19. D has terribly sloppy handwriting. But its slop in those “What the hell does this actually say?” kinda ways and not one of those “Are these actual letters of the alphabet?” kinda ways lol

20. Since there’s no original ask here’s a Random Fact: Sometimes he forgets to English and will start speaking his Native tongue (Nahuatl) or Spanish.

The First Son (Osiris)

1. Osiris is very old. Created before humans. But his “human age” is 29.

2.  No middle name lol

3. Osiris has a very formal, clean style. He’s a businessman so you usually catch him in a very clean and precise cut suit and tie his casual wear is “business casual” meaning he’ll do button ups and comfortable slacks and if he doesn’t have a suit jacket of some sort he usually has a vest on. He keeps his hair in a close-cut ceasar style or a fade. He might wear glasses or something but he’s presumed by humans to be blind.

4. The Second Son” is currently his only known sibling.

5. (Finally a sim with a presumed birthday XD) Osiris is a Capricorn, “born” on January 7th 1988 for human records. From what I see about Capricorns, it seems to fit him. Ambitious, intelligent and calculating, Osiris is very well organized and disciplined. He is reserved and patient and extremely hard-working but can be very cold, brutal and unforgiving when angered. He’s also something of a perfectionist and expects the best of anyone who he works with (and those who work for him). He does not like being disappointed when expectations are set high and has the confidence and cleverness of an attractive, successful, businessman.

6. Osiris has studied at various universities and schools over the years. His favorite subjects are math and science. Like the hardcore stuff. Advanced Calculus, Physics, Biology, Chemistry and of course Alchemy and Magics of all kinds.

7. …..Hmmm not sure how into movies he would be. He’s more of a book reader.

8. Google? He IS google xD. A living dictionary of world history lol But I’d say maybe all he’s googled recently is something like “What is spongebob?” because of all these new dumbass Spongebob memes xD

9. Osiris is inspired by his need to further and surpass the boundaries of human science and physical limitations. He’s always looking for a way to make things better. He feels like since he has to share this planet with lower beings he might as well try to make it tolerable.

10. The Bible is a favorite book of his. Not because believes in it but because he finds it an amusing read. Like “Lol I was there when they crucified Jesus and that’s not how the story went.”

11. His hobbies consist of studying to further the progress of Nilotic Energy (his company), reading in general, collecting historical relics for preservation, creating and cataloging new magic and spells. He also likes cooking. Even though he doesn’t have to eat, he enjoys the art and skill that goes along with cooking and does it often.

13.  I’m not sure how one does the enneagram thing but if anyone can explain it I can maybe choose something.

17. Well he doesn’t have to eat to sustain himself but usually he goes for the more homecooked or highclass meal kinda foods. He likes foods that people put actual work and skill into. He can literally taste the difference if you’ve put effort into your food or if you just warmed up some precooked stuff in a microwave. So in other words you probably won’t catch him eating at a greasy fast food place.

18. Does he prefer coffee, tea or cocoa? Surprisingly he likes them all. But teas are his favorite. He likes his coffees and teas in a very specific way.

19. Osiris’s handwriting is very neat and precise. The only time it looks off is when he’s just jotting down quicknotes for something but even then its always legible. He also almost exclusively writes in cursive.

20. Since there’s no original ask here’s a Random Fact: Smoking cigars is a bad habit he adopted during the 1800s. He’s adapted ingredients to suit his own, more non-human, preferences but he still likes certain human brands as well.

ok so i went to the listening session earlier and now im gonna try to type out everything i remember from each song. dont expect this to be too coherent as im still extremely overwhelmed from it all. im putting this under a read more bc spoilers obviously but yeah here we go!!!!!

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Okay but...

Think of this, Lance having to put up so many masks that he loses sight of who he is.

I might be self projecting but coming from a really fuckin big family I have to throw up acts to suit certain family members or else I’d have to face them complaining to my parents (and thus getting the ruler/cane/umbrella/sometimes pens of dEATH) and/or just having to deal with their disappointment.

So since lance comes from a big family that’s what he does? And he does it so often that by the time he reaches the Garrison and later on joins Voltron everything is just a mask bc he doesn’t know what to think and doesn’t know who he is. But the team doesn’t know? Bc this is all they’ve known about lance and by now he’s so good at masking himself it’s almost like a second skin.

Ok then cue them going to an alien planet who’s been able to resist the Galra’s for sometime and they wanna make an alliance with the alien planet bc they could use the allies. But the aliens are really strict and they don’t take no funny business like flirting or whatever. So when they get to the planet they decide Lance might need to stay behind bc he’s an impulsive guy and might fuck things up. But it’d be weird if only one paladin was missing right? So it’s just Allura and Coran that go down to greet the alien race.

But the alien leader is unimpressed and is like “where is voltron how do we know you’re legit?” (More serious like but meh I’m too lazy fuck it). So they have no choice but to let Lance and the rest of voltron out of the castle. Everyone’s keeping an eye on Lance (and Keith kinda but moreso lance) but they’re so surprised when his entire attitude changes? He’s serious, answers questions eloquently and is standing like he’s some army soldier or something like that.

They’re all so surprised bc wtf Lance how are you so good at acting? But they have to put it out of their mind bc hello alliance and fighting Zarkon. The alliance is made successfully and they leave to which Lance just reverts back to his normal self but only after an hour after leaving the planet (bc from experience it takes time to dismantle one mask and then put on another)

Then during one of their calmer weeks where there isn’t much news or fighting, someone (pidge maybe?) offhandedly mentions how Lance acted during their stay on that planet. (And Lance isn’t there he’s doing his beauty guru stuff) And everyone is like “oh yeah wtf was up with that” and someone else just jokingly says “Lmao what if Lance is acting with us too?” And everyone’s laughing bc this is Lance and no way this is Lance we’re talking about.

Lance enters the room when someone makes that joke and he’s like “yeah I am” and everyone nervously laughs bc “haha yeah really funny Lance you’re just joking right?” And he just is so serious for once and “no I’m not”. Cue Long conversation on why he’d feel the need to put on a mask around them bc they’re family and Lance talking about his insecurities with the team and there’s crying and cuddles and everyone is talking about their internal problems bc “we need to get these off our chests anyways.”.
Shiro is afraid that he won’t be a good leader and will one day lead them to disaster.
Pidge is afraid she’ll never find her family and that she’ll one day lose them as well.
Keith is afraid of his heritage and one day just bringing the whole team down bc of that.
Hunk is afraid of not being able to protect the team properly.
Allura is afraid that they’ll never defeat Zarkon and that she might lose the team too.
Coran is afraid of losing the team, Allura everything. (And if you want for comedic effect Slav just appears and is like “I’m afraid of dying but this conversation has increased our chances of living by 67%! And there’s watery laughter as they pull Slav in for a hug too)

There’s more cuddles and the team wakes up the next day with disgusting crusty eyes and pillows that still have tear streaks on them. Everyone is grossed out bc someone (Hunk maybe lmao) drooled and there’s calls of “EWWW” mixed in with laughter and everyone feels lighter and mildly happier. And if for a moment just a small one, Lance feels a flicker of who he really is of the him without all the masks.

Of course not everything is fixed right away, when is it anyways? There’s still relapses where Lance pretends to be something he isn’t in reaction to a situation that he doesn’t know how to react to, and then there’s more cuddles and the team taking care of him. Sometimes Shiro dissolves into panic attacks, sometimes Keith just starts shouting for no reason, sometimes Pidge just starts sobbing when something reminds her of her family, sometimes Hunk’s screams can be heard throughout the castle as he has nightmares of his team dying bc he wasn’t able to save them, sometimes Allura overworks herself into exhaustion, sometimes Coran has to just constantly check on each member of the team every 5 minutes and he’s always nervous and scared when he does so. But the team is always there to help each other out, there’s bonding nights with huge cuddle piles, forts made from huge pillows and blankets, sad movies that end with sniffles or sobs, funny movies that end with people crying from laughter. They’re all a little broken but it’s okay bc the team will always be there.

And bc I’m a cruel bitch, imagine the teams reactions when Shiro disappears after all this happens :) and then when Lance is captured by Prince Lotor :)))))))

I love y'all don’t forget :)

(Reasoning why Lance would just admit he was acting: I’m probably self projecting again but tbh when I’m caught out and someone asks me if I’m just acting I don’t mind admitting it. Maybe subconsciously I know I’ve really lost myself and I might need the help so that’s why I admitted it. But also bc I don’t see the point in doing the whole cliche “w-what? No I’m not this is the real me” bullshit bc 100% of the time no one who actually cares about you will believe that, and Lance RECOGNISES that the team DOES care about him even though his lack of self esteem and overwhelming self doubt often makes him doubt that fact.)

(Also I’m really new to the Voltron fandom so I’m sorry if my writing is crappy and the characters are a little ooc pls forgive this child I’m trying my best)

(New edit: I also have a lot of really cool ideas on how to continue on from Shiro being missing so if y'all want me to continue just ask-)
ink-stained apologies // reggie mantle soulmate au pt2

Ink-Stained Apologies (Part two to Ink-Stained Skin)

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Summary: Reggie thinks he’s found his soulmate. (Y/N) insists that it’s not her.


“It’s you!” he exclaimed, rushing over to her.

“I don’t know what you’re on about, Reginald. I found my soulmate a long time ago.”

“Oh, really?” He smirked at the girl “Who is it? Don’t try to say that it’s Keller because we all know he’s Moose’s soulmate.”

“I don’t need to prove anything to you, Reggie. If you don’t mind, I’ve got a lesson to get to.” (Y/N) forced a smile before walking off.

Almost as if it was instinct he followed her, quick on her heels. “Don’t bullshit me, (L/N). Prove to me that I’m not your soulmate.”

“Reggie, I really don’t want to disappoint you, I’m so sorry that I’m not her.”

“Then prove it to me. Write something, pinch yourself. Whatever, just prove it to me because God knows how long I’ve been looking for my soulmate.”

(Y/N) frowned, looking up at Reggie. He looked down at her, seeing the remorse in her eyes. “I’m so sorry, Reginald, but you’ll find her soon.”

Reggie watched as (Y/N) walked off, feeling more determined to figure out who his soulmate was. He wasn’t going to give up that easy.

There were three moments of weakness that led to (Y/N) almost revealing herself to Reggie. The first was when he wrote to her on his birthday, claiming that his parents had argued and that his birthday wasn’t the same as when he was younger.

‘i know u dont reply but its my birthday :D’

‘my mom and dad argued in front of all my friends, soulmate. it was so embarrassing! i want it to be like my eighth birthday :(’

Looking down at her arm and the pen that she held in it, she fought her urge to reply to his message written on the back of her left forearm. She could feel the sadness that ran through his body. She could feel the pain in his chest as he wrote the words on his arm.

“Mom, he’s hurt” she frowned “He’s not allowed to be sad. It’s his birthday. Mom, it really hurts. I can’t breathe.”

“(Y/N), sweetheart, you’re worried for him. It’s what comes with soulmates.” Her mother paused for a while “You and your soulmate are not only soul-bound but you’re also physically bound to each other. You have a rare bond and never, ever take it for granted because it’ll, one day, be useful to you.”

The second time it happened was during freshman year, when Reggie had sprained his wrist so bad during training that the pain of it had woken (Y/N) up from her nap. She held her wrist as if it was on the brink of snapping off, fighting the tears back. Reggie had written multiple apologies, her arm was practically covered in his messy writing.

‘oh my god! im so sorry, soulmate.’

‘im so so SO sorry!’

’:( i hope i didnt hurt u too much :(’

She felt the pain that rushed up his arm with every apology he wrote. She picked up a pen that lay on top of the books that sat next to her on her bed, clicking it before dropping it and walking towards the bathroom to erase the proof of her soulmate.

The following day, she approached him, with all intentions of wishing him a speedy recovery, in the hallway as he stood leaning against his locker. She noticed and felt that his arm had been wrapped up tightly in a bandage or maybe it was just the pressure of the bandage on her own arm “Twinning?” he raised his eyebrow at her, as he noticed “What did you do?”

“Oh, I-I, kinda, fell down the stairs?”

Reggie let out a small laugh “Is that a question or is that what actually happened?”

“God, I cannot stand you, Reginald. Hope your arm gets better soon. Don’t want number fourteen off the team for too long.”

“Was that a compliment? You know what, I’ll take that as a compliment.” He smirked as she let out a scoff

The final time was on her birthday. No one had remembered it and she was sat in her room wallowing in self pity. There was no writing on her skin, nothing. Not even Reggie could feel the emotion running through her veins. She picked up a pen and pressed it against her skin, ready to write:

‘hi, can we talk???’

but instead she dropped it and crawled into her bed, pushing the space bar on her laptop so it would play her scratched DVD of ‘A Walk to Remember’.

(Y/N) frowned as she sat on the bleachers watching the bulldogs train for their upcoming game. Her eyes were locked on Reggie’s form, watching him as he caught the ball from afar. “God, (Y/N), you’re so two-faced. I love it.” Veronica exclaimed.

“One minute, you’re all ‘Reginald, don’t be so egotistical, I hate you.’ the next you’re drooling over him and can’t even take your eyes off him.” Betty added.

“Oh my God! I’m friends with a group of idiots!” (Y/N) exclaimed. “He’s my soulmate, I’m allowed to drool over him.”

“Who’s your soulmate?” Reggie asked, including himself in the conversation. “I’m pretty sure that’s me. Talk to you tonight, (L/N).” He winked as he made his way back towards the field.

“Don’t count on it, Reginald!” she shouted back, a grin spread across her face.

“God, just fuck already.” Kevin shouted after him.

The tickling sensation grew on her left forearm, meaning only one thing. Reggie was at it again.

‘so, ready to admit that ur my soulmate?’

She rolled her eyes, ignoring the ink on her arm and continued to solve the algebraic question in front of her.

'ur not writing back b'cos u know im right ;)’

Ignoring him once again, she picked up her makeup remover and rubbed the ink off.

Reggie groaned after seeing the ink disappear from his arm. “What if (Y/N) is telling the truth? She’s probably not my soulmate. I mean my soulmate hasn’t written back.”

Moose and Chuck looked at each other before smacking Reggie around the back of his head. “Don’t be such a dick, Mantle. D'ya know how unlikely it would be for your soulmate and (Y/N) to hit their hips at the same time, unless your soulmate is, maybe, I don’t know, (Y/N)?”

The trio sat in silence, for awhile as Reggie took in the words of his friends, until Chuck broke the silence with the words “Dude, she literally calls you Reginald.”

“And?” Reggie said, confusion laced in his voice.

“You’d punch me if I even attempted to call you Reginald.” Chuck frowned.

“I’d punch you because you’re a dick.”

The following day, (Y/N) tried her hardest to avoid Reggie, but with their clashing schedules it was practically impossible. She sighed as she once again caught him looking in her direction, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Need something, Reginald?”

He shook his head and turned back to face the front, before turning back to face her again “Actually, yes, I do need something from you, (L/N). I need you to prove to me that you’re not my soulmate.”

Just before she could reply the bell had rang, signalling that it was the end of the school day. “I’ll see you later, (Y/N).” Reggie shouted after her.

She sat at her desk, tapping her pen against it, as she, yet again, procrastinated her biology questions. Her phone vibrated, signalling an incoming call from Kevin. As soon as she answered, she was met with her best friend screaming down the phone. “I’m on my way over to pick you up! We’re going to Moose’s party.”

He picked up a grape before throwing it in the air and attempting to catch it in his mouth, failing as his eyes locked with Archie, who was stood next to (Y/N), his arm around her shoulder. Reggie pushed himself from the couch and strode his way over to (Y/N) and her red-haired friend.

“Hey, Andrews. Mind if I borrow (Y/N) for a second?”

“Sure, dude. Just don’t do anything stupid!”

Reggie took (Y/N)’s hand in his, pulling his hand away from hers when he felt a spark at the skin to skin contact. He looked at (Y/N), instantly apologising. Her mind flickering over to the time he sprained his wrist and covered her arm in ink-stained apologies.

“What do you want, Reginald?” she said, sending a genuine smile at him for the first time in weeks. Reggie positioned himself in front of her so he could face her. He noted down everything about (Y/N). The way her eyes shone almost as if they were a spotlight and the way she would crinkle her nose every time she let out a laugh.

She looked into his eyes and nodded. She didn’t need to know what he wanted to ask, she already knew.

“I want,” He paused, inching closer to her “you to,” He was so close to her, she could feel his breath on her cheek “prove it.” By now, there was no distance between them, everything around them seemed to disappear. The smell of alcohol and cologne on him intoxicated her, if she were to pull away now, she would’ve craved the scent. If she pulled away now, she would’ve craved him. Using his right arm he tilted her head up, their lips meeting. She was taken by surprise at the softness and warmth of his lips, she had expected it to be horrendous, something that she would forget in later life; how could she when everything he did was near-perfection? As they pulled away, they stood, their foreheads leaning against each other, eyes still closed.

(Y/N) smiled at the boy in front of her. She looked over at the coffee table, picking up the pen that lay underneath the pile of red solo cups, writing on her arm:

'It’s me. I’m your soulmate.’

Honestly like I love the les mis musical but there are so many great parts of the book they left out (yes I know it’s over 900 pages but anyway)
-that part where jean valjean got buried alive.iconic.
-that part where marius’ family thinks he’s in love and his cousin spies on him and is like ‘wow what nice flowers he’s getting I wanna meet this pretty lady’ and marius is really visiting his dad’s grave
-honest saintly sister simplice going ‘oh no monsieur inspector, no escaped convict in here, I’m just praying, why do you ask’ when jean valjean is standing RIGHT THERE
-this ones kinda sad but I feel like we shoulda seen the part when they’re going to trade javert for jehan and they hear jehan get shot and enjolras just. Looks javert in the eye and. 'Your friends have just shot you,’ like SON
-the whole Ursule thing

-the chapter that began 'slang is the language of darkness’ Add more if you think of em

tony stumbling out to the kitchen in the morning like a zombie looking for coffee. His eyes are completely squinched shut and he’s soft and messy and wearing the softest oldest sleep clothes.

steve’s already there eating cornflakes, bright and energetic and fresh bcs he’s one or those disgustingly morning ppl. tony-zombie of course hasn’t seen him. steve watches fondly as tony shuffles to the corner where the coffee machine is.

except it’s kinda the wrong corner and tony ends up walking blind into a counter. he stumbles and wobbles and just stands there swaying, completely disoriented.

steve thinks it’s adorable. but he takes pity and gets up and comes and puts his hands on tony’s shoulders, guiding him gently towards the machine. then he slips his arms round tony’s waist and holds him upright while tony sleepily makes coffee.

and steve rests his chin on tony’s head and cuddles him and thinks how utterly wonderful his tiny bf is. unprecedented. brilliant. beautiful. the literal best boyfriend anyone could possibly have, and he’s steve’s. and steve kisses his temple and murmurs, ‘morning, sweetheart.’

anonymous asked:

Why are you anti Hilary Clinton? I'm genuinely curious.. I'm able to vote this year but I'm extremely confused on who to vote for.

When I was in elementary school, Hillary came to our school and did an assembly on early childhood education or something and I remember it being really long and boring sitting there on the concrete floor watching this lady ramble on.  When she was done they took the kids in the first couple of rows and had them stand up so they could shake Hillary’s hand for some reason, and I was in the second row so I had to do it.  She hugged some of the kids and teachers and shook some hands and stuff but when she got to me I was just kinda standing there and then she looked right in my eyes as she let out one of the loudest sneezes my first grade ears had ever heard.  When it was over she wiped her mouth with her hand and then patted me with that hand on my right shoulder.  I’ll never forget the feeling I had deep inside me in that moment.  It was some strange combination of rage, confusion, and disgust and I couldn’t do anything about it because she had already moved down the line.  She never apologized to me and she probably thought I’d forget about it or that I didn’t see her wipe her hand on me, but I still vividly remember that sneeze and wipe to this day.


{synopsis} platonic relationship between reader and bucky until bucky helps reader relieve some stress.

{warnings} lowkey dom!bucky, name calling (positive only), dirty talk, bucky being a really aggravating tease, no actual sex but the visuals will be on point if ya’ catch my drift

{pairing} bucky x fem!reader

{word count} 896

   Even if you were blind, you would be able to see that Y/N had been acting weird lately. Random mood swings, uncharacteristic brooding around, sulking away in her room, and snapping at anyone or anything that came within 10 feet of her. All of the Avengers (except maybe Nat) were in the dark about why she suddenly changed. And it’s not like they could go up to her and talk about it, in fear of their own lives. Everyone was confused, except Bucky. James Buchanan Barnes. He knew exactly what was going on with her; he was trained to comprehend body language and human emotions like no one else on the team (again, except maybe Nat), and if he was adding everything up correctly, Y/N was in dire need of a proper fucking. 

   So, being the good friend he is, Bucky wanted to help ol’ Y/N out. He just needed to test the waters first, get her riled up. See if what he was perceiving as sexual frustration was really sexual frustration, before diving head first into a very awkward disaster. 

   It was a very bright Saturday morning, the birds were chirping, Steve and Tony had gotten back from a mutually successful training session, and Wanda had helped Vision make pancakes for everyone. So, when Y/N stepped out of her room and into the kitchen, loaded her plate up with fluffy pancakey goodness, and sat down quietly (without biting anyone’s head off), the Avengers were quiet surprised. Wanda was the first to speak: “Y-Y/N, you’re up early…”

 “Is it so wrong to eat food, Wanda?” she snapped back.

   Ah, there was the Y/N they had grown to love. After that, everyone went back to their eating and small talk. About 10 minutes later, everyone slowly started to file out of the kitchen, onto getting through another day. Sam was the last to leave, and when he did, Y/N breathed a silent breathe of relief. She felt bad for acting like such a bitch, but she couldn’t help it. Ever since she broke up with her last partner, she just couldn’t find any sexual relief. She had tried masturbating, but that’s kinda hard when you live where she does, and it’s not like she could just go out to a bar and pick up a one night stand. She’s a respected public figure, and her reputation is literally everything. So, poor Y/N had been without some type of sexual relief for 3 months. And for Y/N, that was a long ass time. She was out of options, and her patience was running low.

   Being caught up in her own thoughts, Y/N didn’t even notice Bucky enter the kitchen. Bucky smiled deviously, happy that he had caught her alone, and off guard. He sauntered up behind the unsuspecting Y/N, and with one swift motion, had her pinned against the nearest wall with his hand over her mouth. She gave him a ludicrous look, and when Bucky was sure she wouldn’t scream, he took his hand off of her mouth. “Bucky!” she whispered harshly at him, her eyes blazing with anger, “What the fuck was that?”

   He only chuckled at her, “The rest of the team is oblivious as to why you’ve been so moody lately, Y/N. I’m not so stupid…”

   “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” she spat at him.

   His face became grave suddenly, and he leaned in so that his lips were touching her ear, “When was the last time you came, Y/N? Since you have been absolutely ruined?” his voice was low and gravelly as he spoke, and he internally reveled at the way she shivered underneath him. “Answer, the question, love.”

   She shook her head defiantly, “I don’t have to answer anything, you prick. And since when is my sex life any concern of - OH!”

   Bucky had interrupted lifting her up by her thighs, and, with her legs spread wide, grinding slowly against her clothed core. Y/N gasped as sparks of pleasure ignited her nerves, a irresistible fire building up in her core. It had been so long since she had felt anything remotely close to that… 

   Bucky smirked and began to grind a bit faster, “I’m gonna take care of you, Y/N. Gonna fucking wreck you, make you come on my fingers, my mouth, and my cock. By the time I’m done with you, you won’t be able to walk straight. You understand, Y/N? Don’t need you pouting around anymore, do we?”

   Y/N shook her head vigorously, “No, no more pouting Bucky…” the electric pleasure spreading throughout her body was building, and Y/N couldn’t get enough. The way Bucky was panting in her ear, how dominate he had been, I mean, for fuck’s sake, he had her pinned against a wall. She threw her head back and moaned, maybe she was actually going to come… it had been so long…

   Then, everything stopped. Bucky dropped her to the ground, stepped back and grinned from ear to ear at her shocked expression. “I’ll fuck you, Y/N. But I wanna see how riled up I can get you, princess, before I have any real fun.” The smug bastard ran his hands through his hair, then sauntered out of the room, leaving poor little Y/N a panting, even more sexually frustrated mess.

lol this is short asf but i’m really excited for this mini series thingy. totally inspired by @lenavonschweetz , who is honestly my favorite writer ever

tacity said: Even my poor eyesight can spot the hyungs (except Suga) acting all edgy whenever Kook/min are together. Even if KM are just standing, the hyungs’ cautiousness makes it appear like they’re about to make-out in public. Why are they (older members) making it so obvious that Kook/min are real? Once upon a time no one cared if JM gobbled up JK. Now they jump even if KM are simply standing side-by-side and smiling. Fishy. 🙄                                      

Anon: What do you think that members think about Ji/kook/what are their reactions? Namjoon is kinda always watching them,as if to make sure they don’t go too far and Hoseok in the last vlive looked at them then turned to memebers like “Do you see this?”     

intro-on-repeat said: I want to thank Hoseok for always “there” in every kook/min moment, for putting up with the tension between them, for loving both parties. I love our president. He knows what’s good.   

As strange as this may sound, I usually don’t put too much thought into the other member’s reactions. After all, they often joke and tease each other about the various bromances in the group. Or they briefly comment on the friendship between the members and then move on. But sometimes there are these moments when some of the members don’t necessarily say much, but act a little uncomfortable, or “edgy,” or just really peculiar around Kook/min. And yeah, it’s definitely different than how they reacted back in 2013-2014 when they used to just figuratively roll their eyes at Jimin’s antics and then move on.. 

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A short Story In which space dad is confused

Pidge groaned as she walked the hallway away from the fighting. “SHIRO” she yelled as she knocked on his door. “They’re at it again.” She said exasperatedly pointing down the hall.  

Shiro nodded, “Alright, I’m on it”  he walked towards the common room where Lance and Keith were fighting. “Guys, whats going on? Pidge just came to complain, AGAIN, about your fighting.”

“It’s not my fault he NEVER LISTENS” Lance shouted turning to Keith.

“Oh, Like you’re the perfect little angel Lance, You’re the ONE that…”

“THAT’S ENOUGH” Shiro shouted at the two. The turned and stared at Shiro completely shocked, “I’ve had it with you two!” He put his hands on his hips and his voice got louder as he went on, “You’re going to need to learn to get along!’ He stood glaring at the two as they turned from the black paladin to each other.  Keith and lance finally turned towards each other and grinned Keith grabbed Lance’s hips and he looked up to grin at Shiro. Looking back at lance he dipped the blue paladin and with a wink he kissed him. They kissed like one of the first times, deep and needy, like they didn’t know what would happen next. Finally Lance tapped Keith’s shoulder, and Lance looked toward Shiro, “Oh by the way, we’ve been dating the past few months and we didn’t tell you”. Lance kinda shrugged but he was still dipped and it just looked weird. Shiro’s face betrayed him, the absolute look of what the fuck was so apparent Keith almost dropped Lance when he started laughing. Finally standing back up Lance joined Keith in laughter. Shiro turned and walked out of the room back down the hall and stoped at Pidge’s door, “They kissed” He whispered in a small voice.

“Hunk owes me ten bucks” Pidge stated. Shiro just nodded and then went to his room to digest what just happened.

The next morning at breakfast Lance and Keith came in together. Hunk sighed and nodded at Pidge and mumbled something about money.

“We’ve kept fighting A. to make sure you guys didn’t know, and B…” Keith started

“B. Because Keith is a dick who steals my pillows at night.” Lance interjected looking pleased with himself.

“B, because we don’t agree on everything.” Keith said shooting look a glance.

      The End.

@sabertoothwalrus Has an amazing comic that this is based upon. I loved her comic so much, and this probably didn’t do it justice

hey just cause i was thinking about how awesome punk jack and bitty would be:


  •  wears leather jackets with cute gold embellishments 
  • loose fitting t-shirts that got distressed from shitty’s shenanigans
  • has tattoos in obscure places like the inside of his bicep or his ankle
    • also he’d have like minimalist tattoos of like hands or roman numerals
    • lardo totally gives him a stick and poke of the samwell hockey logo when they get high together
  • he doesn’t smoke cigarettes but he might get high if only to stop his anxiety from manifesting itself into an attack
  • listening to underground bands that no one would know except probably nursey
  • no noticeable piercings except maybe a stud in his nose
  • jack wears rings. multiple rings. all the rings.
  • he loves going to shows if only to stand in the back and just chill and listen to some music
    • he’d also totally pull bitty out the exit door to the side of the venue just to make out with him against the brick wall


  • wears leather jackets with like patches all over them
  • he doesn’t have any tattoos but he’d totally have a stud in his nose and/or an eyebrow piercing
    • he slicks his hair back so he kinda looks like a greaser but it’s still punk ok
  •  he’d smoke if only impress guys with his smoke rings
  •  he wears ripped jeans but he also rolls them up bc he’s a Good Boy
    • also fishnets peeking out from under his jeans when he’s wearing crop tops and if that doesn’t turn jack on
    • speaking of jack he totally steals jack’s clothes (band tees that are too big for him because jack is too big so he tucked them into his jeans and rolls the sleeves up)
    • and he also does the whole high socks and shoes so he can show of his super punk socks with pies on them
  • also sometimes he makes pot brownies just cause he gets tired of being bugged about it
Welcome back.

Pairing : Past!JaredxReader, Jensen, Gen
Word count : 2,244
Author :Mel

Part 1 in ‘My son, Bringer of Storms’.

Making his way across the lot from his trailer to the set, Jared was looking down at his phone, smiling at the picture of his boys, when Jensen seemed to pop up out of nowhere. “Jesus, Jen..” He shot his friend a look. “What’s up?”

“Uh. Hang out out here with me for a bit?”

Jared furrowed his brow. “Dude, we just got called to set..”

“Yeah but.. You don’t want to go in there right now..” Jensen licked his lips, hoping he could convince Jared to stay out just a bit longer.

“What did you do?” Jared smiled.

“What? Nothing.” Jensen scoffed.

“I heard there’s new people working on set. Did you prank someone without me? This I gotta see.” He chuckled and pulled open the door.

“Fuck.” Jensen grumbled and followed him in.

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squigdirb  asked:

I'm just going to say that Undertale Amino is very cringy for me. I even got art requests with ships that were incest. This is why I don't get on Amino anymore.

Talking about Amino. I was talking with the big bosses from that app. She said tjey wanted to launch 4 more official apps…

And one of them was for Glitchtale!! I know there is one amino for glitchtale already but it’s kinda dead and is not even active. But if these dudes want to make it a stand-out app and a whole official thing I said “SURE M8”

Is not ready yet but she said it should be done in a couple of weeks sooo… whenever is ready I’ll let you know!

I’ll make sure the cringe and cancer stay away from that app lol

First - Part Two

A/N: This contains sexual actions, just so you are aware. Feedback is always lovely. 

Word count: 2,545

“Here we are” you said, letting Shawn pass through your front door.

He looked around curiously as he entered the hall and you followed him behind.

“You like it?” you asked, he nodded back at you.

“You live here alone?” he asked almost stunned. You laughed slightly as his cute little reaction.

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Honestly that pause before Emori told Murphy the truth and how deliberately she chose to do so and look ice-cold in his eyes and make zero apologies for it. Like. I’m not here for “even Murphy can’t trust her”, y’all, he’s the one person she DIDN’T lie to. She took the chance he’d look at her differently if she was as balls-out ruthless as humanly possible and he just respected and loved her extra.

God, this episode stressed me out because I saw the twist coming the whole time (pats self on back) and I knew it would make a lot of the audience turn on them and Emori especially, and I already kinda hated it for that. But just so you know where I stand – John Murphy doesn’t want, nor does he deserve, a love interest who is a cinnamon roll and makes him a Better Person with her goodness and light. I think there is something *so much more interesting* about the fact that Memori bring out something sweet and real and caring in each other, while also being pretty terrible people who would manipulate and throw people under the bus to save themselves and each other. Murphy is a more sincere, gentler person because of Emori and still they SQUASHED THAT LOVE = REDEMPTION ARC like a bug and I’m into it.

Fiction needs conflict; we’ve been really overdue for a reminder that both Murphy and Emori are Chaotic Neutrals at best, and the fact it came in the same episode as Murphy dancing around adorably and Emori raving about his cooking skills is a bonus as far as I’m concerned.

Standing By Your Bedroom Door

A/N: I was kinda in a Sam mood and this is what came out! Loosely based off the song ‘I Should (Have Kissed You Goodnight) by Gloriana’ 

Warnings: Swearing

Sam x Reader, Dean 

Word Count: 1500+

Sam had never felt more frustrated with himself than he did at this very moment. You had just said goodnight, shutting the door to your room and he was still outside it, beating himself up for not having a few seconds of bravery.

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  • Eddie: [returns to HQ]
  • Ozzie: [is waiting]
  • Ozzie: [probably spent hours practicing how to stand and what to say]
  • Ozzie: Hello old friend
  • Eddie: [assuming he is hallucination!Ozzie] Hi Oswald
  • Ozzie: ...
  • Ozzie: That's... all you have to say?
  • Eddie: [spreading out papers on a table in preparation of his next scheme] I'm rather busy right now so if you don't mind...
  • Hallucination!Ozzie: [appears at Eddie's shoulder]
  • Hallucination!Ozzie: Well he sure is a handsome fellow don't you think?
  • Eddie: [growing impatient] Oswald, I told you, I'm bus- [looks up and sees two Oswalds in the room]
  • Eddie: [looks slowly from one to the other]
  • Eddie: ...wait
12x11 Episode Review - What a Ride That Was!

Having just completed my second watch of this episode I have to say I am slightly stunned. I guess the best way to put it is ‘not what I expected’. But then what did I really expect? I was expecting pain, heartbreak, drama, interspersed with some humour and a big “no homo” scene to counteract last episode. I was expecting some dudebro Dean to appease certain types of viewer, along with a nice helping of deep subtext into Dean analysis for us to eat up that would go straight over that type of viewers head. I was certainly not expecting… Larry.

I haven’t looked at tumblr yet, except to glance at my askbox. I assume that you are all suitably going mad over Larry. Over the implications of Larry. Over the sheer insanity of the episodes biggest innuendo fuelled moments and probably laughing about it. I expect a hundred gifsets. I want to reblog those gifsets. I am also sure that Larry has already been meta’d to death… But what’s the harm in a little more meta to add to the massive pile gonna do? Because I wanna meta the FUCK out of Larry.

But there is a lot more to this episode than just Larry. We did get heartbreak. We did get drama and we did get some really nice character moments. Rowena particularly was amazing this episode (who am I kidding though she is always amazing) and I loved learning more about her thoughts. Overall I think it was entertaining, though not one of the best episodes, but that could be because the writing was a bit sloppy and sometimes the story didn’t make sense. I’ll get to why in a bit. Let’s just say that Meredith Glynn isn’t my favourite of the new writers by any means. I didn’t even review The One You’ve Been Waiting For because I didn’t feel particularly inspired by it at all.

But having said that she gave us Larry, and for that I will forever be thankful… even if she didn’t intend for us to take it the way I have (and I am guessing most of you reading this have too).

Anyway, main points to take away under the cut:

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