the mighty babes

possessive pharaoh  : ahkmenrah x reader

It was a chill night at the museum and everyone was doing there own thing. A soccer match was taking place, Larry and Nick were playing fetch with Rexy and you decided to show Jed and Octavius the ins and outs of facebook with your profile as an example.

“So if you click here on photos you can ‘creep’ through pictures people have taken over the years.”

“this term creep, does not signify that I myself am a creep does it?” Octavius asked whole heartily.

You couldn’t help but giggle with how concerned he was. “No oct, doesn’t mean you are an actual creep.”

You decided to show them some pictures of your profile since they asked. A picture of you in a bikini popped up.

“woah woah woah, that’s you!” Jed said surprised.

You blushed a little nodding.

“wooo wee Ahky, you’ve got yourself one mighty fine babe!” Jed called as you noticed Ahkmenrah walking towards you three to stand behind the computer.

“tell me something I don’t know.” He smirked coming up behind you to plant a kiss on your cheek. You giggled turning away from him but immediately turned back to look into his soft eyes.

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Never Ending List of Howince Moments

In Charlie when Howard is talking about Mrs. Gideon and how she’s his intellectual equal and they click, and Vince says he likes thick girls who like bright colors, dancing, and soft fabrics. Howard responds with “Don’t you want an equal?" 

This really speaks to how deep their connection is, Howard knows that there is so much more to Vince than the superficial and he wants Vince to find someone who really truly knows him, all of him, to truly have an equal as a partner so he never loses the incredible, impossible sunshine inside him. 

And then later with the whole "two halves of the same person” thing in The Power of the Crimp, we see that Howard is Vince’s equal and Vince is Howard’s, equal in the strongest sense of the word: they complete each other, they are exactly what the other needs at all times.

They have the same soul and it’s so god damn beautiful. 

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I’ve Got My Eye on You (v. 2)

Hey, babe, I got my eye on you
And I’m watchin’ your every move
Hey, babe, I got my eye on you
Tell me what are you tryin’ to prove?

You think you’re hot and your star is due (ooh, ooh)
You think you’ve got somethin’ different and new
Well, babe, I got my eye on you
And, babe, babe, I think so too

Hey, babe, I got my eye on you
And I think you look mighty fine
Hey, babe, I got my eye on you
I would really love to make you mine

You think you’re hot and your star is due (ooh, ooh)
You think you’ve got somethin’ different and new
Well, babe, I got my eye on you
And, babe, babe, I think so too

Hey, babe, I got my eye on you
And I think you look mighty fine
Hey, babe, I got my eye on you
I would really love to make you mine

‘Cause ever since you came in view
I just can’t take my eyes off you

Hey, babe, I got my eye on you
Hey, babe, I got my eye on you
Hey, babe, I got my eye on you

Makeup - Jason Todd x Reader

Prompt: “Well hey gorgeous, what are you doing on this mighty fine day?” +  “Babe, Babe. Put makeup on me.” Jason Todd x reader  (requested by anon)

“Well hey gorgeous, what are you doing on this mighty fine day?” Jason’s strained voice greeted behind you. You turned around to greet him but became paralyzed in shock at the state he was in. He was beaten, bloodied, and cradling his ribs in pain. He looked like he had just dragged himself out of the depths of hell.

“Jay! You’re hurt!” You cried. You rushed over to his side and supported him as you guided him to sit on the couch.

“I’m fine [Y/N], really. Just a bit of bruising, couple of cuts, no big deal. Nothing a couple of bandages and cover up won’t cure.” He shrugged.

“Coverup? Jason, you’re hurt. You need medical attention.” You insisted.

“I swear I don’t. I’ve done this a million times before, babe. I’m fine.” He insisted with a calm smile.

“I don’t know, Jay. You look really rough.” You said hesitantly looking over all the small wounds and bruises littering his body.

“Babe, I’m fine. It looks worse than it is, I swear.” He promised getting up from the couch and getting his “after patrol” supplies which was filled to the brim with various medical supplies as well as some makeup to cover up some of the more visible bruising. You sighed and joined him to help clean and bandage his cuts. When he was all patched up he handed you a container of concealer.

Babe, put makeup on me.” He instructed handing you the container. You dutifully started working on covering up the bruising, paying particular attention to the ones on his face.

“You know, I’m not a miracle worker Jay.” You said. “Maybe you should learn to take fewer punches.” You taunted with a small smirk.

“Wow, harsh [Y/N].” He winced mockingly.

“I only call ‘em like I see ‘em.” You shrugged putting the final touches on him. You could still see the worst of the bruising if you were really looking but otherwise he could go out in public without frightening anybody more than usual. “There. It’s like it almost never happened.”

“Thank you, [Y/N]. Really.” He thanked gratefully. “I know it isn’t easy for you to see me like this. Thank you for always being here despite how much shit I get myself into. I’ll try not to get too roughed up next time.” He swore taking a firm hold of your hand.

“Jason Todd, you are a magnet for trouble. What would you ever do without me?” You said shaking your head slightly in wonder.

“Well first I would have to learn how to do the miracles you do with make up. Seriously babe, you’re fantastic.” He complimented.

“Stick around, young padawan and you just might learn a few tricks yourself.” You smiled squeezing his hand.