→ THIAM|| Theo x Liam ||TEEN WOLF || S06E09 || Look at their hands. All of them. All over each other. Liam gets to feel him up while Theo totally massages his shoulder for no reason whatsoever. Also, the fact that this scene, completely out of context, looks like somebody just insulted/messed with Liam and Theo is about to rip their heads off. “You wanna say that again?!” he yells at the bitches already leaving the place. (x)
“Hey you,” Tom took you by surprise as he kissed you on the cheek from over your shoulder. He rest his head on your shoulder, placing small kisses on your neck as he pulled you closer to him.
“Hey!” You smiled. “What are you doing here?” “Aren’t I allowed to visit my favourite lady on her lunch break? And I bought you an iced coffee, so you better drink it before it goes all funny.” He handed you the Starbucks cup and you thanked him with a quick kiss.
You were currently shooting your latest movie, and the set wasn’t too far from Tom’s flat. He’d made a habit of visiting you during your lunch hour now he was home from his press tour. You took his hand and guided him to your trailer, where you could finally hitch up your dress and remove the fake baby bump you had to wear for the shoot.
“Leave it on,” Tom said. “What?” “Leave it on, you look cute with a baby bump!” You sighed, and let your dress fall back down, taking a seat next Tom on the battered sofa you had in your trailer. You took a sip of your iced coffee and Tom rubbed his hand across your fake belly. “You know it’s fake, right?” You teased. Tom shrugged, giving you a playful smile. There was a pause. “Tom, are you broody?” “Maybe,” he replied, his tongue darted out between his lips to wet them, something he always did when he was nervous. “Uh uh, no way, Tom. Not happening. I am not having the baby talk now.” “Come on,” he whined, dragging out his words while moving his face closer to yours. “Babe?” “Tom, we can barely even look after ourselves.” “True,” Tom laughed. “But babies are cute.” He pouted, sticking his bottom lip out, but couldn’t keep his face serious enough for very long before you both burst into giggles. “Keep dreaming, honey.”
Tom kissed your temple, then your jawline, then your neck. He nipped at the delicate skin a little. You loved it when he did that. His touch made your heart flutter, and your eyes closed shut as your breath hitched in your throat.
“We haven’t got time,” you said. Tom looked at you, his eyes full of lust, and played with your fingers in his warm hand. You glanced at your watch and inhaled deeply. You wanted him, badly. You’d had sex in the trailer before, the thrill of knowing someone could walk in at any moment made it all the more exhilarating. “Better make it quick then.”
Imagine Bucky holding your daughter after you fall asleep in the hospital.
A/N: Something short and cute!
The room was finally still, his wife slept in the uncomfortable bed. There was a sense of calm, everything was right in the world, hours before this moment their daughter was brought into the world. He had heard screams before, but nothing like hers, there was no time for an epidural. The soldier thought she was the strongest woman he had ever met.
Bucky slumped into the dark green chair, running his hands through his hair. All he wanted to do was drift off into a dreamland. His eyes began to close while his head gently hit the back of the chair. Sleep was coming quickly, the pressure in his eyes began to subside.
His slumber was interrupted as he heard loud cries coming from the crib in the at the foot of the hospital bed. Y/N began to groan in pain as she sat up. Bucky beat her to it, jumping up and quickly walking to the crib “Go back to sleep Doll, I’ll hold her,” he said quietly as he scooped the baby in the pink blanket into his strong arms.
The soft bounces soothed the crying baby “It’s ok darling, daddy’s got you,” he soothed, pressing a soft kiss to her delicate forehead. Bucky returned to the chair. Once he sat, the crying stopped and her eyes opened, receiving a smile from him. “You are my world,” he whispered to her, his cool metal arm brushing against her soft skin.
And this is where they sat until she fell asleep, the pressure in his eyes was starting to form again. he placed the baby back into the crib and looked at his wife, he was so proud of her. He walked over to her and kissed her cheek telling her he loved her so very much.
Sleep was a glorious thing, thinking that’s all he wanted to do. Yet the moment and feeling of the precious baby in his arms trumps fatigue any day.
- Natasha visits you in hospital after you give birth - based off (x)
20 hours of pain. A day after you gave birth to your beautiful baby boy and all the pain was worth it. Bucky napped in a chair next to the bed as you held Grant James Barnes closely in your arms. A soft knock drew you out of your haze.
Natasha poked her head in, a soft smile on her face. When you gave her a slight nod to enter, she walked in teddy bear and flowers in hand. Placing them on a nearby table she walked over to you almost in a daze. Her eyes stayed glued to Grant until she was right next to you.
“Meet Grant James Barnes, do you want to hold him?” you whispered, Nat’s eyes widening at the proposition. She nods and you sit up, carefully handing her the baby. She held him as if he was made of porcelain, running her finger down his cheek ever so gently. Grant stirred but settled into Natasha’s arms.
“He’s so beautiful Y/N” she murmured completely enamoured with how his tiny features already reminded her of you and Bucky.
She looked up at you, studying your face. “How are you though?” she asked with sisterly concern.
“Tired, he wouldn’t stop crying” you sighed, leaning back against the pillows.
Natasha smiled a small smile “he’s a newborn it’s bound to happen”. She looked back down at Grant now sleeping soundly.
You shook your head and sighed. “Oh no not him, the other one” you looked pointedly at Bucky who was now napping.
Natasha almost laughed at the thought of the infamous Winter Soldier crying all night but when she saw the softness of Bucky’s face as he slept peacefully she felt a gentle smile grace her face instead. Bucky stirred and woke slowly, cracking an eye open.
“Oh, hey Nat” he stretched in his blue scrubs, slightly uncomfortable in the clothes. He got up and walked over, kissing her on the cheek in greeting. As he looked down at the little bundle his whole face lit up.
“Hey, little guy” he whispered, placing the tiniest of kisses on his forehead. You watched on with the beginnings of tears in your eyes, so incredibly happy. Natasha carefully transferred Grant to Bucky and he sat back down in his chair. Suddenly his face took on a different expression, one of confusion and frustration.
“I didn’t cry all night, you know” he grumbled, Natasha and you suppressing your laughter so as not to wake the sleeping baby.
Jughead Jones stumbled out of bed, his long limbs tangled in the bed sheets as he hurried down the stairs, blindly bumping into the walls as he caught up to his wife just as she was about to grab her keys from the key ring.
“Betty, baby hold on.” He swung his body in front of the door, blocking her exit.
“I’m sorry I woke you Jug, I just wasn’t sure which store to go to but I googled it you can go back to bed, I’ll be home in a little bit.” The Beautiful Blonde moved to go around him, reaching for the door handle.
“Why exactly do you need chloroform at 2AM in the first place.” Jughead questioned gently, his hands dropping to her shoulders as he led her to the living room couch.
Betty huffed, sitting down and clutching the keys in her palms, her big green eyes tearing up, it was almost heartbreakingly sad to see his wife like this.
“Betts? What the matter love?” He was officially concerned.
“I just…” She started “they’re going to kill him Juggie, I just know it! Animal control is gonna shoot him if we don’t get to him first.” Her tiny fingers gripped at the plain white T-shirt he was wearing.
Ooooohhhh, the baby raccoon. This is what that was about, he should have known, Betty had been talking about it all day, he should have seen how much it was bothering her. There was a raccoon going around the neighborhood it couldn’t be more than a few weeks old and it was eating everyone’s garbage, their crotchety, awful neighbors had called animal control and Betty had been worried about the poor creature all day.
“Betty..” Jughead started
“No Juggie! I’m not letting that awful old woman hurt that animal.. it’s just… it’s just a baby.. it probably has a mom out there waiting for it to come home.” The Beautiful blondes hands fell to her swollen stomach, Betty was eight months pregnant and in addition to being the worlds most beautiful pregnant woman she was also the most emotional.
“so you want to chloroform it and… save it?” Jughead questioned, his hands gently messaging his wife’s shoulders as he tried desperately to hide his grin.
“If we can capture it, we can release it to the wild, that way Mrs.crenshaw can’t get her bony hands on the little thing” her eyes slowly drifted closed, Jughead smiled, wrapping her in his arms and lifting her bridal style up the stairs before dropping her sleepy body softly into the bed.
“Okay baby, we’ll chloroform the raccoon and release him into the wild Okay?” He whispered, pressing a kiss to his wife of three years forehead.
“Okay Jughead. I love you.” She mumbled, sleep taking over her.
“I love you too baby.”
And maybe it wasn’t chloroform that did the trick but perhaps it was an amazing husband who stayed up all night planting traps in the back yard but none the less when Betty woke up in the morning, the tiny raccoon was sleeping in hotdogs old crate, comfortably placed in the garage and Jughead was fast asleep beside the crate.
i know you probably don't do y/n but will you please please please please write a Diana reader one for me for my birthday???? I just need angst with the reader being bruce's sister and dating diana
Alright, here it is…my first shot at this style of writing.
You’re his little sister, but you’re also his burden. You always have been. He doesn’t say it, but you can see it on his stoic face everytime you meet for awkward brunches or meetings to discuss what’s next for the company. He doesn’t want to be you around, so you stay away. You leave Gotham behind and you build yourself a life far away from the darkness of a city that took everything from you.
:/ I doubt James S. and Al would destroy someone's store. They might be rowdy but I doubt they be that cruel and insensitive
There are so many ways you can interpret my last comic… at least that’s what I try to achieve when I draw them. They are really short, there are lot of things to think about behind those 3 panels! maybe the women were overreacting or accidents happen when there’s kid in the place? The fact they were cruel and insensitive was not even in my thoughts, because I don’t think they are! Remember when Harry joked about Al and James sharing the same bedroom in the epilogue? “You and Al will share a room only when I want the house demolished.” So… this just makes me wonder how much they would cause trouble when they were in the same place - maybe one was fighting over a toy and the other tried to get it for himself because “i’ve found it first!!!” and accidently Al’s stepped over a shelf, breaking lots and lots of things and he was like “I didn’t mean to, it was James’ fault!” The thing is, I doubt they would be cruel and insensitive! They are just reckless kids trying to get some attention. Especially with cute baby Lily getting all the attention from the adults lately! x)
Even calling Isak baby monkey (I want a creative answer ;))
K I N K (the most) S A M E
The first time Even called him that, Isak’s heart began to thud. He was cuddled close, christmas was right around the corner and he kept thinking I wanna say those words. I love you I love you I love you. And then Even cut right through the what-ifs and consequences in Isak’s head with a chuckled “My baby monkey.”
Isak stilled. He had wrapped his arms tighter and tighter around Even’s neck unconsciously with all the what if he won’t say it back yet? thoughts in his head. There was a leg thrown over Even’s hip aswell. So, ok, he could see where the nickname came from, but still. Isak scrunched his nose up.
“Baby monkey?” Even just grinned at him, then placed the softest of kisses against his nose and hummed. “Hmmmhm. My baby monkey.”
And Isak melted. And that was the first time Even used Isak’s favourite nickname for him.
Request: Yeyy request is open can I get one with the reader and the boys where they are going back to the bunker after some hunt (with ghosts) and have a beautiful beach in the road going back where the sand is clear and the water are clean and Y/N tell them to stop and they all have a good relaxing time there and is all giggles and cell phone pictures please
Pairing: Dean X Reader X Sam (No Wincest)
Authors Note: I do not own any of these photo’s. I found them all online.
He would rush back to your side then hold up the stick that he found in the bathroom. “I’m going to be a daddy?” He would ask while trying his best not to cry. “Oh y/n…” He would have forgotten all about your big fight so quickly like it never even happened at all because he would be so ecstatic.
With a hand over his mouth, he would be staring at the two red lines which meant that you were expecting. He would feel really guilty about your huge argument which occurred earlier. Deeply apologetic, he would approach you then wrap his arms around your waist. “I’m sorry y/n.. I love you. And I promise to be the best dad to our baby.” He would tell you softly.
His jaw would drop to the floor upon seeing the positive result of the test. Arguing with you should have been the last thing he did, he would think guiltily. He would surprise you with your favorite flowers then say “let’s be strong for our baby. He or she will be loved so much by their mommy and daddy.”
He would be very shocked that he would instantly forget what you were arguing about beforehand. After studying the pregnancy test kit, he would locate you in the bedroom then place his hand on your stomach. “Is it true?” He would ask nervously. “We have a baby in there right now?” His face would break into huge smile after you confirm with a nod.
“I’m sorry for the things that I said earlier babe…” He would apologize over and over again and wouldn’t untangle himself from you until you tell him that you have forgiven him. “I found the test in the bathroom. I’ll be next to you throughout all this. I’ll help you, I promise…” He would tell you.
Not wanting to say any more things that he would only regret later on, he would hide in the bathroom to calm himself down after your huge argument. When he eyes the pregnancy kit, his heart would start to beat loudly and quickly. He would then call for you straight away and double check if it was really yours. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He would frown but then hug you and kiss your face all over.
When he finds the pregnancy test kit which tested positive, panic would wash over his face. He would look for you straight away; going to places where you might be and calling your family plus your close friends. When he eventually finds you, he would envelope you in a tight embrace. “Let’s not fight anymore y/n.” He would whisper to you. “I’ll take care of you and our baby…”
I can’t describe how much I love this series. How much respect for it I have. It’s so much of our culture with this important subtexts and messages.
I mean take the finale episode for example - the big get together throw down scene! Even though I’m black and I have interest in just about all the eras when it comes to music it’s still easy to forget how much music - our music - has transformed. It’s easy to forget that we invented a lot of shit even though that’s often been stolen and watered down for others. Music for blacks has always been this element that’s just reigned supreme - no matter what part of our history you look at music has been founding. Music has also transformed our way of dance of course - one thing I love about the get down is its highlight of disco dance in our culture. Because yes be-boying is something that’s populated from that time and while disco music is often brought up on movies that highlight that era (about blacks)…the dance form is often left to the wayside or night shined on. And the fact that the disco king (who refers to himself as such) is someone that always has his finger on the trigger, is my favorite thing. I was so jazzed when there was a battle between hip-hop and disco - because that’s real. One washed the other out before something else came along and affected that thing too (rap). Plus that scene was fucking epic.
Can I also say I’m here for them bringing girls to the mic and having them do hip hop and not just singing disco! I was sooo amped. And baby was referenced as Queen and I dug that too with all the kingdom talks of kings. Ra-Ra is so precious. I love that every member has their role - there own superpower and everytime he creates a plan he’s just like a genius Cinnabon who can do no wrong.
I cried so many times for fucking Shaolin in part 2. I def liked him more this time around. He was more human, more real. You guys know I love my broken baes. My heart broke for him a million times over. Zeke made him believe they were ride or die, that they were family that he could lean on him and the Kiplings and then he turned his back and walked away. He spent his childhood and adulthood being raped by Annie, running drugs for her, surviving alone. He says in one episode - “You’ve never seen me out with a girl, on dates and holding hands, I don’t know nothin bout that shit.” - this part shows is just how Annie has affected him. When he goes to find Dizzee at Thor’s and he’s sees into D’s world/his sexuality we get subtext that maybe Shao’s sexuality ain’t the lady killer as he makes it - he also refers to Dizz as his brother (his alien brother) and we see him refer to the members as his brothers a few times (showing his opening up). When he lets Boo start to run drugs for him, it’s not out of greed or malice it’s because Boo was gonna be in that life regardless of what anyone said and Shao felt like he was better under his care than someone else’s. Its also because Boo hit him with that relatable - they’re gonna leave us one day and I ain’t got no college to go to - line. Zeke often has one foot in and one foot out where Shao is concerned. He had many people in his ear warning him about how bad Shao was. So hearing him out was never on the table. Mentally I couldn’t help but say it’s because you love him when Shao asked zeke what’s stopping him from fucking zeke up right then since they aren’t family, because that’s what it really was. He had stood in front of Zeke and once again stripped himself bare by revealing a part of himself he never showed anyone else (his real name) and Zeke used that against him - telling him things that deep down he believed himself. And then to see him go back to Annie! Gah! I cried and cried and then that bitch shot the kitten! Man….they had me fucked up with this season/part.
Can I give a honorary mention for the fact that it was this shared reality that made homie give up trying to get Shao to come back and sign that paper. That scene was so important.
Last but not least - my baby Dizzee and in part his baby Thor! My boo was somber this season/part. We also didn’t get a lot of him because jaden’s time allot was different/his contract. But I still love this shit! Paint nails, crazy philosophy, considered weird and still a rebel at heart. Diz had to settle more into his own sexuality this season/part. Thors locked up and Diz is taking a stone cold break from his street art and even his old friends. For some reason his father feels like he’s the bad one (ha). It just seems like he’s a little disconnected and trying to keep his head down while making comic sketches for his jailbird boyfriend. That all of course changes when Thor gets out. It’s clear he doesn’t want his family to know about his sexuality or his relationship with Thor. And they’re so stupid they’re still calling Thor his friend even though he took that step towards him before he passed out, repeatedly draws him, spends all his time with him, and draws him hearts with spray pain in the air…he just doesn’t wanna lose those close to him. He doesn’t think they’ll accept him. You could see the fear dropping off of him when Shao walked into Thor’s place and saw everything - from the way he glanced from his Rumi paintings to a sleeping Thor. Rumi is a metaphor for his own sexuality but it was easy to read between the lines in that room. Diz’s art is a very important part of him. It’s how he communicates, how he tells his stories. Like music and dance art (def street art) is a big part of the culture and The Get Down used all 3 to triangle eachother in a nice way. Music, dance, art, they were all a rebellion and art was Diz’s preferred form. It was what originally bonded him and Thor (and can I say how cute it is that Thor supports him and amazed by his performance both with a mic in his hand or an art tool!). I’m gonna have to talk about Dizzee again cause they had me all the way fucked up with that ending. Dizzee is my fav and I’m just not…it’s not where I’m at - at all. It’s frustrating to love this shit so much and know it prob won’t be renewed. Like…ugh. Five fucking episodes - it wasn’t enough! And don’t even get me started on the domesticated house scene of pure freedom and elation as Dizzee and Thor painted each other.
Everything had me crying like a baby and that finale had me wtfing all over the place.
He wouldn’t be able to decide whether to wrap you up in cotton
wool or keep things as they were
Ultimately he knew that if you needed or wanted his help, you
But that wouldn’t stop him from being a tad more protective
He might grumble about being poked awake at two in the morning,
to retrieve your odd requests
But that would melt away once he tasted the delicious concoctions
“alright, I must admit, fries dipped in vanilla ice cream are
amazing, but I still want to go back to bed, darling’
He would be a bit cautious when new things happened, worrying
if it was normal, and at the right stage of the pregnancy
He would be more affectionate than he used to be
Every morning before he left for work he’d give you a goodbye
kiss, then crouch down, and place the gentlest of kisses to your swollen stomach
He would work even harder to make the world a better place
Some nights he struggles to sleep, you’ll quite often find
him sitting at the kitchen table, on your frequent trips to the bathroom,
writing down possible names, pouring over parenting books or scribbling down
things that you could all do together
He would be impossibly organized, having everything and anything
that you might need, when you do go into labour
You had never seen him happier, than the first time he held your new born baby
The band with a flirty/sexual drunk s/o (bonus points if its a major contrast from how they usually act) (ps lov ur blog ❤️❤️)
(Thank you! You’re so sweet!)
2D: 2D would be highly entertained by your drunken self. You were usually so reserved but when you were drunk you were hilarious and everyone’s best friend. You would walk around the bar and make everybody laugh. 2D loved your drunken persona. Though you tended to get a little handsy and flirty. He would often have to take you home and put you to bed. He wouldn’t have sex with you when you’re drunk because you weren’t in your right state of mind.
Murdoc: Murdoc was completely shocked when he saw you drunk for the first time. Usually you were so cool and calm but when you got a few shots in you, you were on top of the bar dancing and taking your clothes off. As much as Murdoc would love to see a show, he didn’t want everyone else to see what’s his. “Mudzzzzzzyyyyy, don’t ya wanna see what I can do?” You hiccuped and then giggled. “Oh trust me I would love to see what all you can do but right now you need to get some sleep.”
Noodle: Noodle thought it was funny that you were so talkative when you were drunk. Sure you talked before, but when you were drunk there was no stopping you. You would tell stories and more stories and more stories until you ran out of breath. Noodle learned so much about you the first time you got drunk around her. But out of nowhere you would grab Noodle and makeout with her until you needed to catch your breath again. “Let’s get out of here.” You would whisper in her ear. “We can leave but you’re going straight to bed before you leak anymore of your secrets to the world.”
Russel: Russel would be a bit shy around the drunk you. You would dance all over him and pull him in for kisses. He wouldn’t know how to act. You weren’t always so openly sexual. Russel would try to dance with you but would get nervous when you started grinding on him. “Babe, not at the bar. It’s a public place.” But you would just giggle and pull Russel closer to you. “Come on, baby. Don’t you like watching me dance?”
Before I selfishly request, I want to say your blog is awesome, I love what you’re doing! It’s a Kingsman Eggs x reader thing; a fluffy fic about him finding out his girlfriend/wife is pregnant, like she gives him clues but they go over his head. “
woooooowzers. tbh, i can’t believe it took me this long to make a video of them. I’m ashamed. but enjoy my trashy trash of a video. my feels are all over the place. slkfjsldjfd. my smol beanie babies. i’m so happy they found their way back to each other.
So hey guys. Ik, i haven’t really been active on Tumblr in a million years so I want to apologize. I felt that I needed to take a break from Tumblr because it was putting unnecessary pressure on me to get new stuff out everyday. Which is something that is IMPOSSIBLE with my schedule. All in all it was stressing me out and making my anxiety flare up, something I’ve been working for the last two years to get under control. I still LOVE Tumblr, but I don’t know if I will be returning until the summer starts and my schedule relaxes. I love you all I just want you to know that, but I feel that my mental health is important. So, on a happier or smuttier note, here is my fic for Ash’s 2nd Writing Challenge. Please everyone go follow her and read her stuff. She is a really big inspiration to me just because she is an amazing writer and a supercool, openminded and understanding person. If everyone on Tumblr was like her than Tumblr would be better like magically going to school with Harry, Hermione and Ron and being their best friend. And who the frick can top that? Anyway, enjoy. I wish I had put more time into this, but I’m trying not to be a perfectionist so here is my un-perfect fic. Luv ya all! @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash
Request: Me because I wanted to join in on the smutty fun of Ash’s challenge
Summary: Read whats in bold ;)
Characters: Negan, OC - Amara and OC - Anita (Negan x Amara)
POV: Third POV
Warnings: Smut. Negan’s cursing. Age Difference. Unprotected sex.
Dirty Sights Taint Pure Minds
“You want me to make you feel like a woman, baby girl? You want me to touch your body in all the places your father told you to never let anyone? You want daddy to make that succulent cunt squirt all over my sheets over and over and over again? Do you want daddy to show you what fun we can have blind? Tell daddy you want him to fucking destroy that tight little virgin pussy of yours, baby girl.”