we are parents now guys do you realizes this

The Lucky One Pt 5 (Bucky x reader)

Characters: reader, James (Bucky), Caleb (oc), Margaret (oc), Kevin (oc)

Summary: As a single mom with a jerk of an ex-husband, you’re doing your best to run the family business all on your own when your mother hires a mysterious man with a troubled past to help out. He just might be what you need in your life, but will his secrets bring you together or tear you apart? (Events occur shortly after Captain America: The Winter Soldier)

Warnings: Bit of angst, plenty of fluff, mentions of drinking, mentions of cheating, Kevin being a jerk-face. 

Word Count: 4.5K

A/N: It’s finally here! I know it’s taken me quite a while to return to this fic, but I’m finally ready and I’m excited to share the rest of this story with you. You’ve all been patient and wonderful and I adore you. Any feedback is appreciated, I love to hear from you guys. <3

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Originally posted by buckingoffthebed

Previously: 

As Kevin’s tail lights disappeared, you tried to release the tension your body held.

You felt a hand against the small of your back and turned to see James beside you. Even the sight of him made you feel better.

“What does he have on you?” he asked quietly.

“What?” you questioned in shock.

“It’s the only explanation. You’re a strong, independent, successful business owner and an incredible mom to Caleb. The only reason that asshat would think he’d have a leg to stand on in court was if he was holding something over your head.” He said it so matter-of-factly.

You were stunned, but sighed in surrender. “He is.”

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Leading James by the hand, you walked him into the stables and closed the doors. He settled beside you on a blanket-covered bale of hay and waited patiently.

Taking a deep breath and lacing his fingers with your own, you began.

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The Fire In Their Veins

Day 3, “fire” - enjoy!

Warning: A bit of swearing and smut. Pairing: Unidentified Flying Ship (Danny Fenton/Wes Weston)


He felt fire in his veins.
It was even worse than that one time when he was trapped inside a circle made of Blood Blossoms. Only this time, he wasn’t inside the poison, the poison was inside him.
During their battle Skulker shoot him with some sort of dart. He didn’t notice it soon enough, but fortunately for him the effects kicked in only when he already defeated the hunter, but he didn’t manage to get home.
He was writhing on the ground in some alley with a suspicion Vlad was the one behind that. He usually was the creator of the most lethal weapons.
It hurt. He barely could think about anything. It hurt, and he had no way of informing anyone. Skulker oh-so-conveniently destroyed his phone during the battle.
The only hope was that no one would attack him, he was practically defenseless, the most vulnerable he was in years.
He managed to hide under some cartoons, but he couldn’t use any of his powers, and it really sucked.  
Footsteps. He heard footsteps over the blood pulsing in his ears, and he prayed to any deity existing that it would be Sam or Tucker, or even Jazz. Anything’s better than his parents or another ghost or-
“Fenton. You do realize there is like a bazillion of GiW out there?”
-or worst case scenario. Only he wasn’t sure anymore if he meant Guys in White or Wes Weston.
“Gggryhuhfg” he so eloquently managed to spill.
“Huh.” The read head huffed and bend down. “I don’t suppose you’re in the position to care right now.”

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Beer 4 - Parent’s Weekend

Part 1 

Previous

The idea of parent’s weekend absolutely freaked me the fuck out. I have no way of saying it any lighter than that. My parents were not known for letting anything slide. I was known as the kid who you didn’t go to his house because mom and dad would complain if we were making too much noise or about to cause a mess that they did not want to clean up. Beds had to be made, toys picked up and everything had its place. And it better be there when they came to inspect the place.

Normally that’d be fine. Keeping the place clean was almost a habit now. And I didn’t have ever worry about that because David was basically the same way. That was before I gave him the beer. And now I had a boyfriend. Who, also, was not worried about making a little bit of a mess in my room. The only thing I was happy about was the warning. I had plenty of time to get everything cleaned up and put into some kind of order. They would stay for the weekend and then go home knowing that I’m in the safe hands of the academic institution.

“What is this?” was the first words to come out of my father’s mouth. Somehow he’d found the magic beer. Just by walking in the door he knew exactly where to look.

“Soda. It’s a new kind of soda,” I lied. There was no way my dad would be okay with this in my room. I had to think of something.

He frowned at me. I knew he could see through the lie. But he wouldn’t just say it. I had to admit it. “Then why is it in a beer bottle?”

“They’re trying something new. I think it’s something like bringing it back to the older days. Don’t really know though,” the lie was going to stick. I wasn’t usually good at lying but being out of the house helped me immensely. There was probably an obvious tell but with Dad wouldn’t call me on it.

“Is that so?” he was starting to stalk around the room. Given his thin almost sickly frame it shouldn’t be intimidating. But somehow he was. Like some kind of vulture ready to pick off the weak. That’s why everyone at his company was absolutely terrified of pissing him off at his work. They knew one wrong word would put them out of a job. “So if I google…”

“You won’t find anything. It’s a new company,” I paused looking at his mouth hang open. Obviously college put a bit more of a mouth on me than he anticipated. He was trying to figure out what to say next. I beat him to the punch though. “Why don’t you try it? It’s not alcohol.” He inspected the bottle. “Promise.”

“Is that so…? You know I know what alcohol tastes like. Correct?” I nodded. He was trying to intimidate me. He’d done stuff like this before. But I wasn’t going to back down. Technically it wasn’t beer. Wasn’t soda either but I was already in too deep. I wasn’t going to split hairs over something so trivial.

My dad cautiously took a sip. I watched as he tried his hardest not to enjoy it. But his eyes lit up. I don’t know what it was about that drink that did that but he was more than happy to drink more. But he paused trying not to look like it.

“So… Is it beer?” I was probing to see if it’d taken effect yet.

He coughed slightly, taking another drink to help clear his throat. “No, it’s not. But I don’t like the idea of you keeping secrets from me.” In a short pause he took another drink, finishing it off. “But damn that’s good though. This is soda? Feels like it’s got coke in it or something.” Did my dad just make a joke?! And CURSE?! Now my mouth hanging open. Even if I’d seen the side effect a couple of times before I didn’t think they’d affect my dad like this.

“What can’t you’re old man make a drug reference? I was in college once too you know. C’mere. Pop a squat next to your old man,” my mouth still hung open at how crazy this felt. My dad actually sounded friendly. He pat his legs while I stood there stupidly. “Jeez. It’s hot in here. With how much we pay this stupid place you’d think they could afford some kind of a/c.” I could already see the large amount of hair growing on his arms. His dark black hair slowly gained some salt with the pepper. I didn’t realize that it would also change his clothes too. The black pants and nice button up shirt he always wore changing to denim jeans and one of the university shirts. He looked far more relaxed and comfortable in the new clothes.

“Look,” he started out again, “I’m sorry if it sounds like I’m being mean. It’s just I was in college once. Not for long mind you but I was there. I just don’t want you to get into anything stupid. Your mother worries about you,” he smiled slyly. “And I worry sometimes too. Not that we don’t trust you; just I know what it’s like to have all that testosterone in your body and nowhere to put it. We all experiment son,” he gave a bit of a wink. It took me a moment to realize what he was implying. I wasn’t expecting him to approve so subtly “But fuck is it hot as hell in here. How do you live like this!”

“Uhhh… It’s usually not this bad,” I said. His body must have been working in overdrive though. His former skinny frame was beefing up with an insane amount of muscle. It was so weird watching as his body started to fill the XL college t shirt. The muscle may not have kept a solid tone but he still looked strong. He embodied someone who worked hard with his hands instead of behind a computer screen. I could remember some of the girls I had brought over commenting on how attractive he was. He’d kept his strong build from the college football team despite it going nowhere. ‘Girls?!’ I questioned in my head.

Before I could even really think it through dad was starting to take off his shirt. I was still stunned at how buff he looked. The memories were starting to fill in though. Not to mention his entire body was covered in hair. “I don’t remember it ever being this bad. Like fuck! Why do we pay so much if they’re going to keep the heat on in the damn summer! Anyway, I just want you to know we love you and whenever you need anything just call. We’re still your parents.” He paused and gave me a slap to the back. I wasn’t really expecting it. Watching the other guys change was one thing but this was my dad.

“I know,” I smiled realizing how good the hug felt. “I love you guys too.”

“Good. Now where can I get more of that ‘not beer’.” He was looking around the room.

“Sorry dad just one per customer.” I scold him for trying to get more.

“Wha?!? Is that any way to run a business? I’ll have to call the better business bureau if you keep this up,” he joked.

DO YOU GUYS REALIZE THAT WE CAN LITERALLY CHANGE OUR LIVES AT ANY MOMENT??? LIKE WE CAN GO OUT AND SMOKE WEED FOR THE FIRST TIME OR DRINK VODKA OR CLIMB A FUCKING TREE AND GET STUCK. DON’T HAVE A CAR? NO FUCKING PROBLEM! YOU HAVE FEET SO JUST WALK TO THE CLOSEST SHOP AND LOOK AT THINGS YOU NEVER TYPICALLY LOOK AT. YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE TO BUY ANYTHING. TELL YOUR PARENTS THAT YOU WANT A TATTOO. LOOK UP PICTURES. DO SOMETHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY. WE CAN LITERALLY TELL SOMEONE THAT WE FIND THEM ATTRACTIVE AND NOW THEY’RE HAPPY AND A HUGE WEIGHT IS LIFTED OFF OF OUR SHOULDERS AND WHY ARE WE SO GODDAMN AFRAID TO EXPLORE THE WORLD AND CHANGE WHAT WE DON’T LIKE AND JUST BE ABSOLUTELY RECKLESS??

alternative meeting set in season 1, during kurt’s infamous “butch” phase. (right after burt comes to school to pick up finn, but before “rose’s turn”)
summary: kurt ditches school and goes to a diner where he meets someone he really needs right now - a very bruised blaine anderson.

After his dad leaves with Finn, Kurt stands in the hallway staring after him until the warning bell rings and there are no other students left. The final bell sounds, for class to begin, and Kurt knows he should move from his spot to go to English, but he just can’t.

Instead he walks out of the school and through the parking lot. He can’t drive out of it, not during school hours without a pass, so instead he leaves out the weakest part of the fence and keeps walking. He doesn’t get far. There is a little mom and pop diner that the seniors always leave to get lunch at, so he goes inside.

It’s pretty dead, being one in the afternoon. There are two older guys sitting in a corner, absorbed in their chess game and a few waitresses cleaning down tables. Kurt goes to the other side of the diner to the bar and sits down two seats from the only other person in the diner – it’s a guy around his age, actually, though Kurt doesn’t recognize him from school.

A waitress comes up and gives him a menu, then disappears. Kurt looks at the menu without really seeing it.

“Are you alright?”

Kurt looks up. It’s the guy his age two seats down.

“What?”

“You’re shaking.”

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whereismyvillage  asked:

Hello, Auntie MJ? I have an ask for you. So, the other day? a boy at my high school walked up to me and told me that another boy was going to rape me? And then he laughed and walked away? And that was kind of weird and I told my friends and they agreed it was weird and we laughed about how weird and creepy boys are. But it did occur to me that maybe it shouldn't feel like this is something we ought to just expect? So I wondered if you had thoughts on what the correct reaction is. Thank you!

My friend,

This is my first #askauntiemj column, and I thought I might start on a jovial note, but when I read this I realized I couldn’t wait. WE WILL HAVE OUR GOOD TIMES LATER. This requires some immediate attention.

To answer the most basic question: NO, THIS IS NOT SOMETHING WE JUST OUGHT TO EXPECT.

Let’s talk about your immediate safety first. I think you need to tell someone in your school that you trust, and I think you need to do it right now. A teacher, counselor, administrator, someone like that. Do not hesitate to do this. Please do it now. I also suggest you tell your parents. The guy who said that to you needs to be hauled up in front of administration at once to find out what this is about. 

Yes, I mean this. 

I realize there are a few possibilities here, and because of this, the situation has to be handled in order:

1. REPORT: Because it’s a threat of serious sexual/physical violence.

2. Maybe this was supposed to be a joke. This is likely what the person in question will say when hauled up in front of administration. Boys will be boys, right?

NO.

Boys are not inherently creepy. Creep is taught and creep is permitted. Also, this is not creep—this is a threat. It’s using threat of sexual violence to try to frighten you. It is in no way, shape, or form acceptable. Uttering a threat and claiming it’s supposed to be funny is some dark and sick thinking, and that dark and sick thinking has resulted in so many thousands upon thousands of cases of sexual violence that they can’t so much be counted anymore.

The fact that we in any way kind of expect this to be our lot in life is pretty sad—but you know what? It’s also changing.

Please report this. If you have trouble getting someone to listen to you or take it seriously, come back and tell me and I will search out a way to help. I am dead serious about this. Please come back and let me know how it goes.

Love, 

auntie mj



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IT'S TOTALLY GOING TO HAPPEN

So I was thinking about the movie “Boruto” and suddenly I realized….

How did Naruto(the series) start?

With his birth…well technically just a baby Naruto(because his parents just died)

From a Writer’s point of view. This was the perfect way to introduce a Mainstream main character(through his birth)

Now with the movie “Boruto” He is designed to be the new main stream main character for the next generation…Do you guys realize what that means?

We get too see

Pregnant Hinata

AND

Hinata GIVING Birth

TVD 7x09 reaction

Stefan and Valerie


Bamon

Bonnie bring up Nora torturing Caroline

But wasn’t she flirting with the guy who kidnapped and handed her over to the heretics?

Caroline and Alaric at parenting class

Alaric telling Caroline 

“Do you realize how happy you’ve made me?”

Bonnie and Nora

I hope we get more Bonora because Bonnie needs new friends. Matt’s attitude towards Bonnie has been shit and i’m still not over him throwing Kai in her face. I feel like Baroline die after season 3. They’ve had a couple cute scenes on and off screen (like the blood and mayonnaise crap) but their friendship is meh to me now and i’d rather see Bonnie and Nora.

Nora calling Bonnie Beautiful

Caroline at her mom’s grave

Caroline calling Bonnie

she’s not answering

Damon and Stefan stabbed and their souls trapped in the stone

anonymous asked:

what do you think of parents not letting their daughter hanging out with guys but let their sons go out with any one at anytime??

it’s just another dumb example of how engrained gender roles are in some older people especially. We all see things that obviously aren’t fair, (if it’s about race or sex or gender or anything) and we just don’t question it because society has set that as the norm. I’m way less ignorant than I was and now I hear things and see commericals and I’m starting to realize some things that just shouldn’t??? be okay?? but before being alerted of some things I didn’t even notice that anyone was wrong. like the mildly racist remarks that 999% of white parents make as jokes about race or something. “Not that I’m a racist or anything!!! but… .” like, what kind of example are you setting for your kids to think that’s okay