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Girls’ Night In (reader x Avengers/Scott Lang)

Characters: reader, Wanda, Natasha, Scott Lang, Cassie Lang. 

Summary: It’s ladies night at the tower, complete with a Gilmore Girls marathon,  junk food, and friendly rivalries when a surprise visitor puts a twist on the evening’s events. (spoilers for Gilmore Girls, if you haven’t seen it yet)

Warnings: nada!! Pure fluff, ya’ll. Cavity inducing. 

Word Count: 2275 (good heavens, that was an accident)

Tags are at the bottom (TAG LIST IS CLOSED)

A/N: This is for my lovely, my darling Mariana ( @buckysberrie ) Happy Birthday, sweetie!! I really hope you enjoy this. :) Man, I dunno how this got so long but the fluff kept flowing and when I thought of the single parent parallels, well, I just couldn’t stop. Any thoughts are appreciated!! 



Originally posted by miranduhhpriestly

“Ugh, he’s such a spoiled, Trust Fund jerk-face.”

“He is not!” Natasha protested. “He’s just…a little entitled and misunderstood. Just how I like ‘em,” the redhead smirked, returning her gaze to the tv screen.

“Seriously? Logan? The Life and Death Brigade, are you kidding me? Ridiculously lavish parties in the woods with formal wear, death-defying stunts, and games where you can’t use the letter “E” in conversation? Yeah, not at all pretentious,” you fired back sarcastically, throwing a handful of popcorn in her direction.

“Oh, right, like you haven’t used the term ‘misunderstood’ to describe a certain well-read, possibly criminal, runaway bad boy who crashes cars,” she replied, cocking an eyebrow.

You gasped in horror. “How dare you speak ill of my Jess! He was her match intellectually and in pop culture references, plus with their love for music and books, it’s no secret that they belong together. He was just immature but he grew up really well,” you smiled before biting your lip with thoughts of the older brunet bad boy, trying not to spoil it.

“Hey, now! No need to fight,” Wanda spoke up, acting as the peacemaker. “Besides, we all know Rory belongs with Dean. Obviously.”

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zia: d-dad!!!! i uh.. thought you went to bed, i-

flynn: are you okay?? did something happen to you???

zia: um.. no? i’m fine dad, i just lost track of time that a-

flynn: good. now don’t give me that bullshit, zia. its 3 and a half hours past your curfew, do you know how fucking worried i have been?? what if something had happened to you?? what if he was a creep?? you hardly knew him zia, and he’s so much older than you… i can’t believe i even let you out with him…

zia: he’s not a creep though dad, and look at me, i’m fine!! i’m not a baby anymore, you can’t treat me like this… 

flynn: you are MY baby zia, you always will be. i don’t care if you are 80 years old, even then you will be my baby. i just don’t know whats gotten into you, you’re staying out past curfew, lying to me… you never would have done this stuff a year ago, we used to be so tight and now it’s like i hardly know you!!! 

zia: so this is what you’re flipping out about?? because i’ve started high school, and have a life?? i’m in all ap classes dad, i’m a cheerleader… its not like i’m out partying and being.. bad?? i’m growing up dad, i just don’t get why you-

flynn: go to your room, now!!!!!

zia: are you kidding me??

flynn: don’t talk back to me, i am your father and i told you to go. to. your. room. NOW.

zia: i-… i hate you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [storms off]

Um okay so I woke up this morning to emails and reblogs and comments and replies and I was completely BLOWN AWAY by the response you guys had to my fic!!! Thank you SO MUCH!!! I mean, I DID NOT imagine it would have that sort of lovely response, it was SO wonderful to see!!! (sorry for all the capital letters and exclamation points, I just don’t know of a better way to tell you all how amazingly happy this all made me :) So, anyway, due to the fabulous words that were directed my way, I will try my best to continue writing. :) I hope to find my style and write some angst-y Lizzington stuff cause that’s how we like em best, right? Eh, don’t answer that. Anyhoo, I considered what I posted last night to be a one-shot, by definition, but I was intrigued that so many people are interested in a companion fic of sorts of Liz’s perspective on events. So I may or may not be working on that right now…And by that I mean I definitely am. So expect that to be posted sometime tomorrow :) Depending on what you guys think of that, I’ll look into creating an FF/AO3 account for my stuff. So yeah. There’s my update. Thank you so much again guys. It means the world. I love ya :) <3


Rhea: Good morning Carly.

Carlyle: Good morning Rhea. :)

Rhea: Um… so… not to pry but…

Carlyle: Go ahead. I know what you’re going to ask.

Rhea: You do??? *ahem* I-I mean um… are you okay? You know… about Winston. About him dating that guy.. I know you um… had feelings.

Carlyle: I’m okay. Thank you. Winston and I are friends. And… that means a lot to me. I don’t want to mess that up. It would be stupid to lose a friend over a little crush.

Rhea: I’m happy to hear that!! :) I’m glad you’re okay.

Carlyle: Me too. Me too.

anonymous asked:

Have you ever considered that Mr. Leech might be um... hm... Okay, I'm just gonna ask straight up: Is he like Edger from Men In Black? Except like a fly? That seems totally within the realm of possibility, so much so that I'd be more surprised if he wasn't.

What?? No. We’re married, so I mean, I’m pretty sure I would have noticed it by now.

Then again, it does take me a while to get out of the human skin…


“…hans christensen, pleased to meet you. briar has told me a lot about you…”

“…marc valerian, likewise…”

“…and call me charlotte, please…”

“..of course, will he - the um, baby - be okay in here? we’re eating out back..” 

“…oh - aksel? yes of course, dear. once he’s asleep he’s out like a light and i’ll be able to hear him if he wakes…” 

anonymous asked:

Submissive suga do explain that theory

Um okay y'all think he dom as hell w ur damn mafia boss yoongi but yoongi wld b so fooken soft for his signif other he wld just love bein close 2 th person n he wld jus let u dom JUS IS V SOFT N HAPPY N IN LOV HOW DO Y'ALL NOT SEE THIS

BTS Scenario: When They Got Ready For The Awards + When They Celebrated

Jin: *fixing up his suit, admiring his self in the mirror, making kissy-faces, and posing* Yaas, work it! Who’s gorgeous? Of course, you’re gorgeous! You’re gonna slay that carpet! You better strut! Oh, you’re just so sassy! *does that cat growl thing*

Rap Monster: *walks out of the dressing room* Hey Jin!

Jin: *jumps around* Iwasn’tdoinganything!!

Rap Monster: Um…okay? I was just gonna ask you how my outfit looked.

 Jin: Oh. *calms down* It looks nice on you! *thinking: It would probably look better on me, though.*

Rap Monster: *smiles* Thanks! And you look handsome as always!

Jin: *laughs* Of course I do! You didn’t even have to tell me!

Rap Monster: *shakes his head and chuckles* Oh, Jin…

Suga: *walks out of the dressing room and plops down on the couch* Hey.

Rap Monster: *points at him with both fingers* Hey, Suga! I see you brought back the ripped jeans! What’s that song you like by Domino Yo-yo?

Suga: *sighs* It’s Dice Soho and the song is Ripped Jeans.

Rap Monster: Yeah, yeah! *tries to be hip and starts Milly Rockin’  * Ridin’ ‘round the city in my ripped jeans! I got cheddar now!! Ayye, that song be lit, yeah!?

Suga: *glares at him* Keep pushing it.

Rap Monster: *stops trying to be a hip granddad and stands with his hands in his pockets*

Jin: *laughs, but then his mom-mode turns on* Suga! Why aren’t you wearing the suit I gave you?!

Suga: *shrugs* Didn’t want to. Got too much swag for that.

Jin: -_-

*Then, J-Hope enters the room and points at Suga, smiling*


Suga: *points back at him* J-HOOOOOPE!!!


Suga: J-HOOOOOPE!!!!

Jimin: *pops out of nowhere* ChimChim! ^w^

Suga: WTF?!

J-Hope: XD

Rap Monster: O_0


Suga: Whatever.

J-Hope: You know, I must say that everyone in this room looks absolutely amazing–*gets cut off when Tae bursts through the door with Jungkook close behind him*

Taehyung: *runs behind Jin* Hyung, Jungkook was trying to touch me inappropriately!

Jungkook: Was not! You were standing in the way and my hand bumped into your crotch!

Taehyung: If that was the case, why did you grab it?!

Jungkook: Easy! It scared me and I wanted to see what it was! Duh!

Suga: Oh goody. Here we go again. *face palm*

Rap Monster: *disappointed* Son, why are you fondling people’s private parts?

Jungkook: Tae’s overreacting! It wasn’t even that big of a deal!

Taehyung: *still hiding behind Jin* Yes it was!

Jin: Okay, you two, enough of this nonsense! Today is a special day and the last thing we need is to get into a fight. Now, Taehyung, I’m sure Kookie didn’t mean it and if he did, I’ll be sure to give him the punishment of his life.

Jungkook: *gulps and thinks: Oh #%$%*

Jin: *pushes Tae out from behind him* Now, kiss and make up!

Taehyung: *horrified* Kiss?!

Jin: It’s just a figure of speech.

Taehyung: *pouts* Fine.

*He walks up to a smiling Jungkook and quickly hugs him before he went over to J-Hope, but right when he did, Kookie smacked him on the butt without Jin noticing him*

Taehyung: *spins around, blushing* JUNGKOOK-AH!!

Jimin: *partially jealous, but he plays it off by slapping Jungkook’s shoulder* Stop that, Jungkook!

Jungkook: *snickers* Oops, my hand slipped. Sorry, TaeTae.

Taehyung: *growls and sits down on the couch next to Suga, crossing his arms*

Suga: *looks at him and pats his shoulder* It’s alright, kid. If he does it again, just give him a good kick in the nuts. *grins*

Rap Monster: *tries to ignore what happened ‘cause he seen it and looks at his watch* Okay then! I think it’s getting close to us leaving for The Awards. So, finish up anything you were doing, use the bathroom, charge your phone, or do whatever before we—

Jimin: *raises his hand* Excuse Me!

Rap Monster: Yeah, Jimin?


Rap Monster:…Then go ahead.

Jimin: Thank you! *darts out of the room to find the nearest bathroom*

Rap Monster: Anyone else?

J-Hope: I think my phone’s still charging. *leaves to go find his phone*

Suga: *takes a nap*

Jungkook: Me and Tae haven’t put on our suits yet.

Rap Monster: Well, we still have enough time. So, go ahead and put them on. One person at a time.

Taehyung: I’m going first. *speeds past Jungkook*

Jungkook: *smiles* I second that. *chases behind him*

Rap Monster: I said one at a time! *runs behind Kookie*

Jin: *sighs* What am I going to do with these kids?

Time skip to after they win their award.

Rap Monster: *admiring their award* Oh my gosh…guys can you believe this?! We did it!!

J-Hope: *can’t contain feels and starts crying tears of joy* Oh my God, my heart is..oh my God.

Jin: *goes around hugging everyone* I’M SO PROUD OF MY BABIES!!!

Jimin: Hey, Rap Mon? Now, since we got this award, do I finally have jams? *rays of light shine on him through the ceiling and he looks off into the distance*

Rap Monster: *grins and put his hand on Jimin’s shoulder as dramatic music plays* My son, as much as I hate to admit this, yes, for working so hard, you finally have jams. You made me proud.

Jimin: *sparkles show up in his eyes and he smiles slowly as more music of triumph plays* R-really!?

Rap Monster: Yes, but sadly for you, I broke them on my way here!

Jimin: *record scratch* W-what!?

Rap Monster: Yep. Sorry, buddy, better luck next time. Now, let’s celebrate! *walks over to the wine table and breaks the first bottle he grabs* Damn it!

Taehyung: YAY!! WE BOUT TO TURN UP!! *starts dabbing* HOL’ UP, HOL’ UP, HOL’ UP, WE DEM BOYZ!!

J-Hope: Aye! Get lit! *starts dancing with him*

Jungkook: *sneaks and drinks some alcohol and just one drop gets him drunk*

Jin: *is all giddy, excited, happy, proud, and can’t contain his feels either, but he gets a glass of wine and starts dancing with Rap Mon*

Jimin: *still distraught over the fact that he was so close to finally having jams and is sitting in the corner*

Jungkook: *waddles over to Jimin, hiccuping and giggling* H-hey, ChimChim…

Jimin: *glares up at him* What, Jungkook?

Jungkook: Even in these *hic* shoes, I’m still *hic* taller than you! *starts laughing*

Jimin: Yeah, at least I can do math properly. :^)

Jungkook: *stops laughing* Bruh, you didn’t have to do me like that.

Suga: *over in the cut taking photos for blackmailing purposes and smirks* Just wait till they get sober.

The End

Despite all the incredible previews, I’ll admit I was a little wary going into Moo Moo, only because racial profiling is a really heavy topic to cover in ~22 minutes, especially in a comedy. I spent a lot of time thinking about how the conflict between Terry and Holt might play out. My fear was either the episode would slip into “after school special” territory and ultimately present a superficial, overly simplistic depiction of the issue, or veer all the off to the other end and give us a dark, bleak ending devoid of that hope and optimism that makes B99 so special. Nothing against B99 – I’ve just been burned by many a show before, and this is a topic that could be an absolute disaster in the wrong hands. 

But then there’s this? A show that is thoughtful and nuanced while showing us the horrors of racial profiling and the complexities of reporting it, that doesn’t shy away from the fact that we still have a lot of work to do but also allows Terry and Holt to have their own personal victory? That covered a super serious subject, including a conversation where two beautiful young black girls asked questions they should never have to ask, but still allowed for moments of joy and laughter that felt genuine? And that did it all in about twenty minutes, wrapping up on a beautifully bittersweet note that was just the right tone for an episode of this level of importance?

I’m just in awe. And I feel really, really lucky that we have so many incredible people involved with this show who share it with us.