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stevetrevvors  asked:

do u have headcanons/thoughts regarding the peter parker is trans idea bc i havent seen the movie but thats the best goddamn thing ive heard alllll day

  • may is his biggest supporter and fought super hard to get him everything he needed she actually popped a doctor in the face once for consistently misgendering pete
  • ned is also trans thanks 4 ur time
  • all the other boys in his class get embarrassed and flustered every time their voices crack but pete loves it more and more every time it happens to him
  • tony made the spidey suit with a bulge so peter doesn’t have to awkwardly stick his packer down there
  • ‘black widow’ and ‘hawkeye’ and ‘captain america’ r cool names n all but something is just always really great about people calling him ‘spider man’
  • he wears lifts in his shoes and so does tony and he’s completely gobsmacked when he finds out
  • he and ned host huge movie marathons and munch on popcorn and point out all the characters they think are trans
  • luke skywalker is The Trans Hero they both adore
  • his spanish teacher calls him señor parker and it makes him BEAM with happiness
  • he and ned go to the bathroom together bc Solidarity Bro
  • once he grew his hair out to try to “fit in” better but he hated it so much that he hacked it all off with those kids safety scissors and made a complete mess so ben had to buzz his hair right down
  • he and ned would practice deepening their voices for hours in pete’s room and end up ruining it by giggling
  • once he was doing his “stark internship” stuff and he missed his usual shot time so now he always makes time to do his shot properly
  • he loves how skintight the suit is bc he’s so Flat
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  • Halsey: reckless nights, driving around the illuminated city of L.A. / sneaking into old, abandoned motels with your friends that you’re probably never going to talk to again after high school, but you still say the term BFF all night / cigarette filters in tiny liquor bottles, stained with lipstick / chopping off your hair in a bathroom that isn't yours and not cleaning up afterwards / young love and genuinely believing it’s the end of the world when it ends after a week, finally believing the people who warned you / burning an american flag and throwing your more-than-half-full bottle of jack daniels into the flames
  • Melanie Martinez: alphabet blocks spelling ‘go fuck yourself’ / your stuffed animals showing up in places you don’t remember placing them / pastel nail polish that messily gets all over your fingers and hands / old photos of babydolls with a lazy eye and bashed-in faces / finally realizing the grim, origin-meanings of the nursery rhymes your parents read you as a kid / watching tom and jerry on drugs / knee-high socks with lacy tops and rip all along the fabric / getting the big-kid swing all to yourself because no one wanted to go to the park with you / tearing the heads off of your animal crackers and gummy bears
  • The Neighbourhood: standing at the beach at 5 pm, shallow waves crashing onto your feet / burning money you know you need and using it to roll blunts because you want that rich-illusion / driving through california in a white convertible, with palm trees all around you and a girl you just met sitting next to you, while holding her shawl over her head before letting it fly off into the wind / hawaiian shirts and faded, ripped jeans / leaving a small party early and coming home to your expensive suburban condo, falling asleep alone / the ghost of nicotine on your tongue after brushing your teeth
  • Twenty One Pilots: colder weather and leaves fallen off every tree / painting vent-quotes on your walls with black and red paint when you can’t sleep / sitting in the school cafeteria with your childhood best friend, jamming on a ukelele / dark thoughts at night that you turn into poetry / secret handshakes that only you and your soulmate know / scribbling out your monsters with a black pen on a three-hole-punch notebook
  • Lorde: demolishing stereotypes, the popular girls kissing the nerd girls, jocks showing up at theatre class / games of spin the bottle and 7 minutes in heaven / throwing on your drugstore lipstick and fishnets and catching a bus to a sketchy, glow-blog-material club that doesn't require ID / sinking under chlourine-plagued water with your best friend and yelling something, floating up and trying to guess what the other said / going to a house party on a saturday while sticking to white wine and your friend that dragged you there, but ending up actually having a really good time / not giving a shit about sports but going to a highschool football game to get out of the house
  • Lana Del Rey: marilyn-liner and fake lashes / oldies movies playing in the background / emotionlessly breaking expensive jewelry that your ex bought you / loitering at liquor stores until you're asked to leave / getting into a stranger's car solely because they're cute / getting drunk off moonshine and dancing on the pole in the center of the T even though you have no experience
  • Marina And The Diamonds: purposely popping your bubblegum as hard as you can when someone asks you to stop chewing so loud / poisoning a milkshake at a 50's style diner / the sound of pouring a handful of diamonds against a mahogany floor / pastel pink leather jackets with a number of feminism pins all over it / a beautiful bouquet of flowers from all the lovers you met with, 1-5 for each day of the week.

I was bored and this happened 

Undisturbed

Anon Requested:  53&58 with Jungkook bts pls? Thx ❤

This is probably really short so I’m very sorry but some cute fluffy jungkook cuddles are in here so I hope you like it ♥♥


Originally posted by byeoltan

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 561

Warnings: No warnings

“They’re so cute when they sleep.”

“Okay mom.”


His arms wrapped right around you bringing a peace that you have never known before, a calming of the storms in your heart which led you to fall asleep, head falling against his shoulder while your legs were draped over his legs. His arm wrapped around your lower back unintentionally pulling you closer while you both were asleep, his other hand laid upon the blanket that was draped over your legs. You didn’t know it at the time but you wished you could extend the night just so you could stay close to him for a little longer, safe in his embrace. The room was dimly lit, the television being the only thing lighting up the room but  your cuddles feel like a little touch of heaven, warm, together, it was cozy.

While the two of you laid together on the couch you were both unknowingly being watched by all of the boys. Yoongi, Namjoon and Hoseok were sitting together on the couch while Jimin, Taehyung and Jin were standing around you two. The boys all watched as Jungkook’s arms held you close while you snuggled up closer to him in instinct of his arms. They couldn’t help but smile seeing the two friends together, you two were closer than best friends could be though you never called each other brother or sister, you liked him and he liked you, you both just refused to admit that to yourself or anyone else who mentioned it.

 “They’re so cute when they sleep.” Jin said almost in a coo. His hand coming up to his heart and a big smile coming on his face. Yoongi’s chuckle cut through his admiration for the two of you causing him to look back at the second oldest of the group. 

“Okay mom.” Yoongi said looking up at his hyung before looking back at the ‘couple’ who laid on the couch. Just as Yoongi’s eyes hit you both, Jungkook feels cold wind creeps under his shirt from an open window in the dorm. His head lifts up from yours and sleepy eyes slowly open. He was far too drowsy to even see all his hyung’s scramble from where they were and bolt either into the kitchen or down the hall so they weren’t caught watching the both of you in such a private moment, though you both were out in the living room.

Your hands moves around his middle, warm and soft. In seconds Jungkook shifts his body and lays down against the soft cushions of the couch and arm pillow. You stir a bit, your own eyes slowly opening with a small whine leaving your lips as you felt the sudden lack of warmth leave your body. Jungkook gently pulls you down with him your body molded to his own almost immediately. He shares his body heat as easily as he shares his heart. He could never let another close to him like this, but you’re so different. He’s never known a person to always have the right motivations, even when you’re wrong. There’s a purity to you, naivety perhaps, but that’s what he likes about you. He lets his body relax under you and wrap his arm around your waist again holding you close to him. He falls asleep easily as he can only focus on the warmth of your body on top of his. 

love the sound // jjk {m}

» OVERVIEW: Although attempting to feel through someone you’ve known for five years isn’t the most efficient way to resolve your internal issues, it’s a solution that seems to satisfy two minds and two people at once … yet satisfaction hardly ever lasts, especially when those sorry souls are searching for sensations within each other that neither can provide – there is no “home” that can be found within either of you, certainly not between legs.

» gif cr.: kim aris

» WORD-COUNT:  7622

» PAIRING: Jeongguk x (Fem.)Reader

» GENRE: One-Shot, Friends With Benefits!AU — Smut, Angst 

  • WARNINGS: Explicit intercourse, cunnilingus, a slight hand/finger kink, schmaltzy angst; other shit that’ll probably send me to hell, don’t let that gif up there fool you too much, he’s got a pretty face but filthy intentions, why am I typing the genre section like I would with tags, just know that things aren’t always as they appear.  

» A/N: This one-shot isn’t exclusively PWP, but is still filth; I’ve got to at least have some plot to this, or else I wouldn’t be able to tolerate myself. The angst included is heavily influenced by EDEN’s song, “Sex” (it is actually SFW, I guarantee you), and is included in the Spotify music link below. But note: the entire playlist should be played behind closed doors, recommended with earbuds.

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Sanvers Wedding Planning

“sanvers and superfriends and wedding planning fluff. I need to smile” prompt from @kirstyn-loftus 


They knew everyone would be there around 6:30pm. 

They knew, and at 6:21pm, they decided that was enough time for making out.

Just making out.

But at 6:23pm, just making out became Alex’s hands wandering up Maggie’s waistline.

At 6:26pm, Alex’s hands wandering up Maggie’s waistline became Maggie moaning softly into Alex’s mouth.

At 6:27pm, Maggie moaning softly into Alex’s mouth became Alex asking and receiving an enthusiastic yes before pushing her fiancee back against the kitchen counter.

At 6:29pm, Alex asking and receiving an enthusiastic yes before pushing her fiancee back against the kitchen counter became Maggie’s shirt winding up somewhere in the living room and her bra somewhere else entirely.

And, at 6:31pm, Maggie’s shirt winding up somewhere in the living room and her bra somewhere else entirely became a very scandalized Winn, James, Kara, Lena, Adrian, and J’onn in their apartment doorway.

J’onn and Kara pointedly stare at the ceiling and contemplate flying away; Lena strokes Kara’s hand and bites her lip to keep from giggling; James suddenly finds his shoes extremely interesting; and Winn and Adrian break out into massive grins.

“My favorite couple,” Winn tosses his arms out victoriously while Adrian makes a mental note to compliment Alex on her technique later.

Alex grabs the nearest movable thing – fortunately for Winn, a dishtowel – and chucks it in his direction, gallantly stripping off her collared shirt for Maggie to wear, leaving Alex with her sleeveless, ribbed undershirt and a very red face.

“Heyyy, Little Danvers,” Maggie greets with raised eyebrows as she slips down from where Alex had lifted her onto the counter.

“We’re just not gonna acknowledge that this ever happened, okay?” Kara adjusts her glasses, still staring at the ceiling.

“Just be grateful you’re not telepathic,” J’onn murmurs to her, and Adrian chokes on his own spit so hard Lena has to thump him on the back until he can breathe properly.

“I love the Superfriends,” he beams when he can speak again. “But okay, if you two are done – I mean, we can always wait outside if you wanna… um… finish – “

“Ade!”

“What? Your fiancee’s the one who taught me about sex positivity!”

“Adrian Rodriguez,” Maggie says sternly, but her smile and the hug she wraps him in gives her away.

“Okay, okay, well – Kara brought over a planner, and I brought my Pinterest board.”

“I brought beer,” James contributes.

“I brought wedding magazines,” Lena smiles almost shyly.

“Kara and I brought pizza and potstickers,” J’onn offers with mock gravity.

“And I brought my lovely self!” Winn jazz-handses, and Maggie and Alex roll their eyes with a matching smile.

By the time they sprawl into the living room – Maggie in Alex’s lap; Adrian next to them, sitting with J’onn and Winn; Kara on the floor with Lena and James, pizza boxes, beer bottles, Adrian’s root beer, and potsticker boxes littered everywhere – everyone’s belly is full and spirits are high.

“Colors?” Lena asks, her eyes on the list Kara’s pen is hovering over. 

“Lavender,” Alex and Maggie say at the same time, kissing each other when they hear the other’s immediate response.

“See, I told you we had this thing down, babe.”

“Oooh, are we all gonna walk down the aisle before you guys?” Winn wants to know.

Alex nods. “We want to pick different songs for each of you as you walk down.” She waggles her eyebrows secretively at Maggie, and J’onn looks mildly alarmed.

“Are you going to tell us what these songs are?” he asks.

“Don’t worry, J’onn,” Alex leans forward to take his hand. “You’re walking us both down the aisle, so you’ll be spared a surprise theme song.”

Silence fills the room as J’onn squeezes both of his Earth daughters’ hands.

James snaps a quiet picture on his phone.

“Do we know what kind of cake you’re doing?” Kara wants to know, skipping around on her list according to wherever her stomach takes her.

“No cake,” Alex starts, and both she and Maggie hold up their hands defensively as the protests pour in from all parts of the room. 

“Tiramisu,” Maggie tells them, leaning back to kiss Alex. “Don’t blame me, it was this one’s idea.”

“Awwww, she loves you!”

“I should hope so, she’s marrying me,” Maggie tousles Adrian’s hair.

“Yeah, I am,” Alex beams, and Kara chuckles as she takes her vibrating phone out of her pocket.

“Oh, hey guys, shhh, it’s Lucy!” She flips her phone over so everyone else can see the screen, where she’s answered Lucy’s facetime call.

“Awww, aren’t you two adorable,” she greets, mostly sincere but with a touch of teasing that makes Alex blush.

“Hi Lucy,” they all call in somewhat eerie unison.

“Okay, that was frightening, never do that again,” she tells them. “Where are we, what did I miss? Did we talk about a photographer yet? Because Jimmy, I don’t think you should do it, you should enjoy the ceremony and the party, you know?”

“Yeah, we’ve already started that argument with him,” Maggie grins, and Lucy nods on screen approvingly. 

It goes on for hours, their collaborative wedding planning.

Their family pre-celebration.

Their cuddle piles and their laughter and their loud debates about the merits of day-of-coordinators and whether or not to have a menu comprised entirely of different kinds of potstickers.

Eventually, they all fall asleep, including Lucy, over facetime.

J’onn tucks each of them in: Kara entangled with Lena; Winn sprawled out with his head on James’s chest; Alex laying between Maggie’s legs; Adrian’s head resting on Alex’s thigh until J’onn wakes him gently to take off his binder, before he groggily crawls back into position and Alex instinctively wraps her arm over his back.

He flies, then, to Washington, DC, to tuck Lucy into bed as well, and to make sure her phone is charging.

When he slips back to the Danvers household to check to make sure everyone is still safe and sleeping and comfortable, he contemplates leaving.

But Maggie’s eyes crack open and she holds out the arm that isn’t being pleasantly mushed between her fiancee and her best man.

J’onn hesitates, and then he smiles and lowers himself onto the floor next to Maggie. 

She smiles and sleepily puts her head on his shoulder. 

He wraps his arm around her, and surveys his sleeping children one more blissful time before letting himself, too, fall into a peaceful, contented sleep.

Weird/small things that make me dysphoric

-feeling how soft my skin is

-crossing my legs (even though it’s comfortable)

-my shoe size

-my hair line

-typing in a seemingly feminine way (with lots of question marks between words, for example)

-the slight roundness in my already broad shoulders

-my eyebrows

-my eye shape

-when the wind blows against my shirt so it sticks to my body

-how easily I get cold (probably has to do with weight more than anything)

-crying without a really good reason

-when someone hugs around my waist


Anyone relate?

no but guYS CAN YOU IMAGINE AURORA BEING SUPER EAGER TO BE A BIG SISTER

LIKE SHE WOULD HEAR THE NEWS ABOUT MAL AND DIAVAL AND BE LIKE “OOOOOOOO OOOOO OOOO I WANT A LITTLE SISTER AND A LITTLE BROTHER OOOOO HOW ABOUT 20 OF EACH" 

AND MAL WOULD BE LIKE SLOW THE FRICK DOWN ONE BEASTIE IS ENOUGH WTF

BUT DIAVAL WOULD BE ALL OVER IT LIKE YOOOO OF COURSE AURORA GOOD IDEA MUCH GOOD YOU WANT SIBLINGS WE’LL GET YOU SIBLINGS

AND HE WOULD GET A SMACK ON THE HEAD 

LATER AURORA ENDS UP WITH ONE LITTLE BROTHER AND SHE CHERISHES HIM 

SHE WOULD BE SUCH A CUTE BIG SISTER

SHE WOULD READ HIM STORIES AND ROLL AROUND IN THE LEAVES AND PLAY HIDE AND SEEK AND TEACH HIM THE PROPER WAY TO THROW MUD

THEN SHE WOULD TIE HIS HAIR AND STUFF AND DECORATE HIS WINGS WITH FLOWERS AND BOWS 

AND DIAVAL GOING AURORA NO STAHP YOUR BROTHER IS MANLY 

BUT HE ENDS UP HELPING AND WEARING ONE OF HER FLOWER CROWNS THAT AURORA MAKES FOR THE WHOLE FAMILY