yes i did just bring these back


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Based on a post that @catsforartists made!


When Amanda woke up, she decided to crawl out of bed to get a bowl of cereal. And eat it on the couch, of course.

“Ain’t nothing beat couch cereal.” She declared to the empty room and dug into her delicious and dangerously sugary cereal.

Almost immediately after taking a bite out of her cereal, she heard footsteps coming from her dad’s room, but, when she glanced up, she saw Damien walking by her.

“Good morning, Amanda dear.” Damien greeted.

“Mornin.” Amanda responded. She KNEW it. Her dad and Damien had been getting pretty close, so it wasn’t a completely wild assumption that they would start dating. And, of course, the footsteps she heard must be…

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anonymous asked:

can u doodle tmnt 2012 timothy in swim wear

Oh Anon you’ve discovered my Aquiles’ heel with this kid.

AU in which Donnie gets all of his friends back THANK

The Data Theory

This theory was originally developed by derekscorner and revised last night. I delve into the theory a little bit myself and came up with something pretty incredible. Again, most of this theory is in credit to derekscorner. All I’ve done is branch it out a little more. You can read the original post along with what I came up with here.

Kingdom Hearts is never entirely clear on how it’s universe works. The only trustworthy information you can get is spoken by characters in cut scenes, usually rather vague and said with symbolism, or it’s hidden somewhere in the “Reports” you recover throughout all of the games.

Because of this, the game can constantly flex it’s rules to bring about more scenarios and fix discrepancies it might have had in the past. But assuming, with the release 1.5+2.5 for the PS4, all of those discrepancies were fixed and the game is official, theories about this game will now become all the more relevant. And sensible.

Most things in Kingdom Hearts can be explained away in a rather convoluted essay. However, there are still select few scenarios that fans can’t seem to tackle because it wouldn’t make sense for how the game’s universe operates. One of these leading scenarios is the issue of bringing the lost Nobodies back into existence. I’m talking about Roxas, Naminé, and Xion.

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The entirety of New York City’s downworlder population know or know of Magnus Bane. The High Warlock of Brooklyn is not a title left behind some trash can in an alley of Queens, it is flaunted at the fanciest parties in Brooklyn and Upper East Side.

And so it really comes as no surprise that when he starts dating a shadowhunter, Alec Lightwood’s name is spread about the same way. It is whispered in vampire dens, gossiped about in the Hunter’s Moon and Pandemonium is always on alert for any shadowhunters in its midst.

He’s the Lightwood’s son… He left his bride-to-be at the altar… He defied the Clave for a warlock… The Wolves almost killed his parabatai…

Seelies listen to the trees, wolves listen to the scattered word on the street, vampires all hear the new fledgling’s complaints (“he’s such an ass” or “sometimes I don’t get what Magnus sees in him” and “he does seem like a knight in shining armour, though”) and warlocks only have to look at Magnus’ affectionate expression whenever Alec’s name pops up in conversation to know he is something special.

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lunaaltare  asked:

Imagine Steve, after a rough battle, being stuck in the hospital. He's high off whatever the doctors gave him and loopy as hell. Whenever Sam visits, Steve hopelessly tries to flirt with him and the moment Sam tells him they're married already, Steve's basically sobbing.

“Did it hurt?” Steve slurs.

“What? You’re the one that fell off a building and then got shot.”

“When you fell from heaven.”

Sam starts laughing, “Oh my god.”

“‘M serious!” Steve says, trying to sit up a little before Sam pushes him back down gently with a hand on on his chest. “You look like an angel. You even have a halo!”

“Steve I think that’s just the painkillers talking.”

“Nuh-uh. I see it. Right there.” Steve reaches up and accidentally pokes Sam in the eye. “Oh no! Oh no! I hurt you. Come here. Let me kiss it and make it better.”

“You’re just trying to get a kiss out of me.”

“Well can you blame me? You’re so cute. Really cute, you are. An angel sent down from heaven just to keep me company.”

“You’re awful,” Sam tells him, still laughing.

“Who’s the lucky guy that gets to kiss on you? I wish it were me. How can it be me? Tell me, Sam. What do I gotta do to get a guy like you?”

“Well you’re in luck,” Sam says, reaching out to take Steve’s hand. He picks up Steve’s left hand and shows it to him. “See that wedding band?” Then he holds up his left hand too.

“Crap,” Steve says, making a really distressed face. “I’m married? Oh no. My husband is going to kill me for flirting with you.”

“Man, what did they give you? Holy shit. You’re married to me, asshole. You’re my husband.”

Steve’s eyes get so big that Sam’s actually afraid they might just fall out of his head. “We’re married!?”

“Yes, Steve. We’re married.”

“It’s me?! You’re my husband?! I get to kiss on you! I have an angel for a husband!” Steve’s body starts to practically melt back into the hospital bed. He keeps a tight hold on Sam’s hand and closes his eyes. “How did I pull that one off?”

Sam brings their joined hands up to his mouth and presses a soft kiss to Steve’s knuckles. “I have no idea.”

burningocean  asked:

Top 5 Soukoku moments ? 😎

Hi Ann, look at what you’ve done. Thank you for the pain. 

1. “I used Corruption because I trusted you”. All this scene is sort of heartbreaking. Chuuya trusts Dazai so much it physically pains me. He hasn’t used Corruption in FOUR YEARS, and then Dazai comes and says “let’s do it like the old times” / “yes, why not, I’ll just put my life in your hands like I did countless of times despite the fact that you betrayed me and I haven’t heard from you in FOUR FRIGGING YEARS and I could literally die in front of your eyes”. WHO DOES THAT????????? Chuuya Nakahara, apparently. That being said, I can’t believe my favorite skk moment is also the moment that makes me raging THE MOST. Of course I’m still outrageously bitter because Dazai literally called him partner, folded his clothes (yes, I’m bringing back the vintage receipts here), washed his face from the blood and then…left him there??? WHAT THE FUCK DAZAI???

2. When they pull the power couple aesthetic. When they actually work together as a team, they are mesmerizing to watch. You can see that the roots of their partnership are still there, that they know each other so much that sometimes they don’t even need words to communicate. They are not Soukoku for nothing, after all. 

Originally posted by princelelouchs

Originally posted by nikforovs

3. When Chuuya fake killed Dazai (aka, Soukoku in a nutshell). Ah this is such a powerful moment, the cherry on top of a scene where Dazai did everything he could to push Chuuya on the verge of murder, just to see him almost doing it. I can’t help but think how liberating this gesture must have been for Chuuya, he finally let out a little bit of his frustration (that’s why he was there in the first place. After four years he’s still bugged by him, he still wants some sort of revenge, he still needs a closure Dazai is not willing to give him). But that’s it. You can say you’ll kill him all you want, my little Chuuya, but will you really? I don’t think so, because you care and love him so much it’s almost painful to watch. And if you, Dazai, could stop toying with him every chance you get, I’d really appreciate it. Thank you very much.

4. Every time Dazai reminds Chuuya that he knows everything about him. Tell us more about those moves and those thrusts Dazai, we’re all ears. 

5. DORKS. First of all, I want Dazai saying “CHUUUYAAAAAA” as the sound people hear passing next to my grave. Second. I feel so robbed because in the manga Dazai actually laugh his ass off at Chuuya’s “little rich girl” impression. 

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Originally posted by zoemichaelisphantomhive

- bonus: all the official art involving them is a blessing sent from the gods, I think that Bones ships them as much as we do if not more (remember the park date one? HONESTLY). But there’s one that has has a special place in my heart:

LISTEN. L I S T E N. I could talk about this art literally for two days straight because ??? You can try to convince me all you want, but this is made to be somehow romantic. Look at the way Dazai is tilting his chin up, it looks like he’s waiting for a kiss. And Chuuya is looking in our direction but if he was to look down he’ll be right above Dazai’s lips and ???? WHAT THE FUCK??? Not to mention what’s probably the most fucked up thing here that is THE FLOWERS. It’s a Camellia Japonica, or Japanese Quince, and they are the symbol of love, temptation, passion and deep desire. That’s it y’all. I’m out. I don’t even know what to say anymore. Soukoku might not be canon, but sure as hell they are baiting it…a lot. 

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Real Things that I've Said to my Service Dog in the Past 72 Hours

Are you peeing on my leg? Yes. You just peed on my leg.

You don’t get a treat if you took it away from me and then brought it back. That’s not how this works.

Why are you sitting like that?

Please don’t lick my nostrils.

“Leave it” includes flies.

Good. I’m glad the fly gave you hiccups.

You do not need your own pillow.

Did you just fall off the bed?

Me talking about you does not mean that I was talking to you.

You cannot eat things off the ground just because you are “off duty”.

*I set something down*
Do not pick that up.
*Bucky brings it to me anyway*

I am blowing my nose not crying but thank you for the comfort anyway.

That went really well aside from you farting very loudly when the cashier complimented you.

I asked for your leash not shampoo but good effort.

he know’s spider-man

A/N: this is an imagine i originally posted on my wattpad account but i’m just going to stick with tumblr and post all my imagine’s here (also i’m the queen of bad titles okay bye)

summary: Ned blurts out in gym class that Peter knows Spider-Man when he hears you talk about how much the guy in red and blue fascinates you.

pairing peter parker x reader

request prompts from this list 

As you sat on the bleachers talking to your friends about nothing in particular New York’s finest hero suddenly came up in one of your conversations and you couldn’t hold back the smile that crept its way onto your lips whenever someone brought him up.

“It’s just Spider-Man” you mumbled putting your head in your hand as you smiled dreamily thinking about the man in red and blue “oh my gosh she’s crushing on spider man” one of your friends chuckled earning light smack on the back of her head from you “ow” she mumbled rubbing the spot where you had hit her, you only smiled satisfied as you continued writing your notes for the upcoming math test you had later this week.

“You seriously like Spider-Man?” Liz asked you plopping down next to you as she shooed the girl that had previously been sitting there away “I can’t like him! I don’t even know what he looks like I just find him fascinating that’s all” you frowned trying your best to avoid the topic.

Peter’s eyes opened wide as he heard the words that came out of your mouth you had a crush on Spider-Man? He thought, feeling his stomach fill with butterflies as he stared so helplessly at the girl he had been in love with for the past two years. He was certain you didn’t know who he was since you were popular and he, well he was not.

He liked to keep to himself and the only friend he had was Ned who was just as much of a nerd as him, Ned knew about Peter’s massive crush on you since it was fairly obvious, Peter would constantly stare at you and rant about how cute you were so Ned took this as his chance to get you to notice him “Peter knows Spider-Man” he suddenly yelled and everything went quite.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at Peter, including you. It was like time had stopped and everyone just stared at him in shock, Peter was mortified as he looked at Ned with a death stare he absolutely hated being the center of attention. He then turned his head and as his eyes met yours, he felt his cheeks turn Scarlet as you smiled in his direction.

As soon as gym was over he stood up and hurried into the changing rooms to get back into his normal clothes which consisted of a white t-shirt, grey jacket and blue jeans. Ned followed after him and waited for him as he changed clothes.

“Why the hell would you do that Ned!?” Peter scolded his best friend whilst he pulled the white t-shirt over his head “because Y/N was talking about how much she likes Spider-Man and well I just wanted her to notice you since it’s no secret that you like her” Ned said shrugging his shoulders as he took a bite out of the chocolate bar that had been in his pocket for the last three weeks.

“I can’t believe you everyone looked at me like a was a complete freak” Peter groaned sitting down next to Ned “and Y/N she stared as well” Peter said, she was truly the only reason he felt so embarrassed about the entire ordeal “what do you mean she smiled at you! she noticed you” Ned said putting his arm around Peter’s shoulders as he took another bite of his chocolate “isn’t that like two weeks old?” Peter asked scrunching his face up in disgust “nope three weeks” Ned respondes swallowing the rest of it and throwing the plastic that had been wrapped around it into the trash.

“Much better” Peter said sarcastically as they both walked down the school hallways to their next class, which was history a class you were also in and he couldn’t help the nerves filling his stomach as he sat in the back of the classroom like usual waiting anxiously for you to walk into the room. You eventually did and did something Peter did not expect.

When your eyes met Peter’s you smiled and waved at him his eyes widening as he started looking around the room to see if you were waving at him or someone else.

You giggled at this and walked to the back of the classroom and plopped down in the seat next to him, you had never seen anyone as shocked as he was in that moment “hi I’m Y/N” you smiled towards him and offered him your hand to shake “I-I uh hi I’m uh Parker” his eyes widened “Peter Parker sorry” he chucked awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.

You found it adorable how he stumbled over his words and blushed every time you spoke to him or looked at him, you couldn’t deny the fact he was pretty fucking cute. His sharp jaw, his lips and adorable brown eyes.

You had always noticed Peter in every single one of your classes you actually envied him a lot because of how smart he was but there was just something about him that drew you to him so you found yourself starting to take in every detail about him.

How he would stick his tongue out ever so slightly when he was concentrating and how he would anxiously bite his nails every time the teacher said that he was picking one person to come up to the board and solve what they had been doing.

Your staring didn’t go unnoticed by Peter and he stared growing more and more nervous every time you looked his way, was there something wrong with the way he dressed did he have something on his face? Those were the only things he could think about.

He had never been so grateful to hear the unpleasant noise of the bell signaling that class was over, he quickly gathered his books and made his way out of the classroom as quickly as he possibly could “Peter!” you called after him but he pretended not to hear you as he continued walking down the hallway and towards the exit.

You were a little hurt by this but decided to just forget about it and go home. You walked towards your locker and shoved all of your stuff in there slamming it shut and walking out of school.

It usually took you about 20-25 minutes to walk home but you remembered that there was a much shorter way you could go that would only take you 10 minutes but you had to go through a dark alleyway that always creeped you out and was the only reason you didn’t go the short cut, but you thought nothing of it today as the sun was shining and you were feeling brave.

But that all changed when you were about mid way through the alley “look at what we have here” you heard a mans voice slur obviously meaning that he was extremely drunk.

You started walking faster clutching your backpack tightly, slowly letting out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding in. The man quickly caught up to you and grabbed your shoulder and threw you to the ground and straight into a puddle completely drenching you.

“Please don't” you cried the man only kicking you in response “shut up you bi-” the man was cut off by someone kicking him to the ground that person being none other than Spider-Man himself.

“Y/N are you okay!?” Spider-Man asked pulling you up to your feet, you were shocked how does Spider-Man know my name? You thought “ho-how do you know my name” you finally managed to get out “oh i-uh i just you know” you heard him begin to ramble and you immediately realized who your savior was.

“Peter?” you asked slowly pulling the mask off of his head, he didn’t try to stop you and as soon as you saw the all to familiar face of Peter Parker you smiled and connected your lips to his as a thank you. He was shocked but reacted quickly by wrapping his arms around your waist.

When you pulled away his cheeks were as red as they could possibly be “please don’t tell anyone” was the first thing he said and you nodded mumbling a ‘I would never’ him only nodding before pulling the mask back over his head right before disappearing out of sight.

“She kissed you!?” the voice of Ned ran through out the entire house, Peter didn’t say anything instead he just smiled the most happiest smile he had smiled since uncle Ben died. He felt as happy as he could ever be and it was like nothing could bring him down in that moment.

“Yes she did it was amazing” Peter gushed feeling his cheeks turn a deep shade of red at the thought of your lips pressed against his.

“See being Spider-Man has it’s pros” Ned said pausing the movie that had been quietly playing in the background that the boys had stopped watching a while ago “but it also has its cons like risking my life every single day!” Peter said raising an eyebrow at Ned “whatever dude you kissed Y/N one of the most attractive girls at school”

Peter couldn’t argue with Ned anymore so he just nodded feeling as lucky as ever that a girl like Y/N had kissed him, she was way out of his league and he was sure everyone knew that but in that moment it didn’t matter the only thing that mattered was that she kissed him.

Y/N kissed him.

“john? could you come here a minute? i need you.”
“hmm? you all right?”
“yes. i just need you to come here for a minute, that’s all.”
“yeah, ‘course. what’s up?”
“sit down, will you?”
“um. sure. is everything all right? sherlock?”
“yes, i just. could you scoot back a bit please?”
“o-kay, could you tell me – are you serious? did you call me all the way over here just to put your toes under my thigh? is that all?”
“heh. no, stay! you’re here, you might as well stay.”
“i was reading!”
“i was cold! john. i was cold. my toes are cold.”
“yes well…you could have told me to bring my book at least.”
“it’s nicer this way.”
“is it.”
“yes. because now you are warming up my toes and paying attention to me all at the same time.”
“heh. did you need a bit of attention, then?”
“no, i mean. it’s just nice, is all.”
“lemme guess. your lips are all cold too, are they?”
“well. i mean. if you’re offering to warm them up, yes, they are, a bit.”
“thought so. come here, then, so i can warm you up properly.” 

The List - Bruce Wayne x Reader (Quite NSFW)

Summary : You and Bruce, are making a list of all the people you slept with…Because why not ?

I just had this stupid idea when I was at work and sorry for it…hope you’ll still kinda like it and boom, here :

Do NOT read if NSFW/smutty things make you feel uncomfortable, you can go check my other fluffy and angsty stories instead, over there ;-) : 

My masterlist blog :


You don’t even remember who started it.

You don’t remember if it’s you who made a snarky comment first, or him.

You both were equally gifted in the sarcasm area, so it really could be any of you. And none of you could actually remember the instigator of it all…

But oh someone definitely started it, and now, you were both sitting on the floor around the coffee table of the living room, a pen in hand, a blank sheet of paper in front of you, thinking about all the people you had sex with. 

Or rather, about the people you had sex with and that you both knew. 

Who cared about some unknown guy from a bar, or a girl from a gala ? 

They meant nothing. They were just pleasure on the spot, something that didn’t matter at all and…to be honest, both you and Bruce didn’t care about those one night stands with people you didn’t give a damn about…You both knew you weren’t each other’s first time after all, and one night stands ? They were long over and there were not nearly as much as everyone thought…Bruce had only a few, and you too. And again, it was such a long time ago, and so meaningless (definitely not your favorite kind of sex, and Bruce would agree with that). 

This list was about the people you had sex with, with whom you shared part of your life, and/or someone you both knew. 

You knew almost everything about each others, but your past relationships ? You rarely talked about it. You never felt the need to, as you were too in love with each others for anyone else to really matter…

Both of you already stated multiple times, in your long years of marriage, that you never loved anyone like you loved each other. That all those past relationships were nothing compared to what you felt to each others. 

But…Curiosity always got the better of the two of you. 

And besides, when Bruce learnt that you used to date his best friend, Clark, he started to wonder if you slept with anyone else he knew, after all, you knew lots of Justice League members before knowing him so…He just wanted to know (he would never admit it, but he was quite jealous really. Grumpy Broosh). 

And so here you were, after one of you made a comment about it (wether it was you comparing Bruce to Clark or him saying something about Selina, you didn’t quite remember), writing a list. You were writing the last name on yours when Bruce raised his head and, very sternly said :

-I’m done.  

You smiled as you finished the last letter of the name you were writing and looked up, smiling at him. 

-Me too. 

Just another proof of how you were always so damn in sync, finished right at the same time. He doesn’t smile, and you smirk at him as you exchange papers. And…Exact same number than you. You quickly look over it and chuckle a bit, he detached his attention from your list (his frown getting bigger by the second as he was reading it), and, a bit suspicious, says : 

-What ? 

-Bruce, I think the two of us basically slept with the entire league. We’re super-sluts my heart. 

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Make a choice Dean Part Two

A/N: You asked for it. Sorry if it turned to crap halfway through. I got pissed off & lost the motivation to write.

Warnings: Angst.

Make a choice Dean Part One

Dean x Sister!Reader   Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by devoiddean

Originally posted by spn-mostly

“You are my little sister. I promise you, you’ll never get hurt when you’re around me. My dream, it’ll never happen.”

“We’ll talk about this later Dean.” You said angrily, you didn’t want his apologies, you didn’t want anything, you just wanted to put as much space between you and Dean as possible.

So you did.

Three Months Later….

When you came into consciousness you couldn’t ignore the pounding that was going on in your head. You’d had headaches before, but never one like this. Slowly opening your eyes you realized it was hard to crack one of your eyelids opened, it was as if it was glued together. Feeling something dripping down your face towards your eye, you tried to move your hand to stop it, however you couldn’t move your hands. Looking down you saw that you were restrained to a chair as blood was slowly dripping from your head. You glanced around to take in your surroundings, however you felt your breath hitch when you saw Sam sitting next to you, fighting his restraints as he was also tied down to his chair. A knot in your stomach instantly formed as you slowly turned your stare towards what was in front of you.

Just as you thought, Dean was standing there pale as a ghost. He nimbly held his gun at his side as he started at the ground while what you assumed was a demon stood behind him.

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i bet you my gay ass at some point during tartarus trip yukari got jumpscared by shadows she clung into mitsuru without realizing it (wow how gay)

The Best Girlfriend

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

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Request: Hey, I was wondering if you could do a one shot where Sam has anxiety, and a secret girlfriend (reader) and Dean would get pissed if he found out, and one day Sam has a panic attack and makes dean call his girlfriend. Thank you so much!!!! - @loveyalotslikejellytots

Author’s Note: You’re welcome! I hope you like it. I’m still behind on this season, over six episodes by now. I’ll eventually make myself watch it between the season ends. – Haley xx

Your name: submit What is this?

“Hello?” I asked, balancing the cellphone between my ear and shoulder. There was shuffling on the other end, but no answer. “Sam? Are you okay?”

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anonymous asked:

Not to be rude but, I have no real idea about most things Naruto. From seeing your art, I was wondering, why do people ship Gaara and Lee? Or, rather, why do you ship it?

oh man here we go woW okay it all started with the fact that lee and gaara had to fight each other in the chunin exams, you know,,,that fight


short story, gaara almost killed lee’s life and ninja career in this fight and never apologized (fun fact: he actually did it much later and it’s only shown in the story mode in a videogame) ok so at this point only like 10 ppl were into this ship and only existed because *+*they fighted each other, it’s destiny*+* but then the other amazing arc that changed everything forever happened, the let’s chase sasuke arc

in this arc lee decides to fight against kimimaro (bad guy) so naruto can go chase his boyfriend and bring him back and here is when lee is almost killed by this guy but surprise gaara appears and saves his life. then we know that lee is actually a saint and don’t hold any grudges against gaara and he even want to be friends w him, gaara is so confused by this because he knows he did something terrible to this guy and he just??? yes lee is a saint

so that’s how lots of ppl started to ship this, i think lee is what gaara needs since he is really good at showing his affection and love to others no matter what and have you seen gaara’s forehead?? he will be always in search for love (different kinds of love th) that’s why he is so good to everyone, that’s why he’s been the kazekage for years, that’s why he adopted a child, i think gaara has lots of love to give but doesn’t know how to clearly and i believe lee is that person who can make gaara feel comfortable enough to show his feelings

and now i’ll shut up sorry im too attached to this omfg

My Husband's Girlfriend

My husband has a slutty girlfriend. This sexy blonde that works with him. I knew they’ve played around at work, but just recently he started fucking her. She came by the other night but my husband wasn’t home…yet. She was bringing by some papers that he forgot at work. She said she would wait for him and then told me to get her a glass of wine. Of course, I did as she told. Damn she was hot! She was wearing a tight, short dress and sexy heels. When I came back with the glass, she was sitting on the sofa, with her legs slightly spread apart. And, yes, she was not wearing any panties!! I stood there for a second and stared. She then told me that besides dropping off papers she was here to fuck my husband. He had invited her over and told her that I would get her nice and ready for when he gets home. She lifted her dress some more. Her pussy looked beautiful! “Your husband will be home soon. Be the good little bitch and get over her,” she said. I had to do as she told because she was my husband’s girlfriend. So I went over and dropped to my knees, right in front of where she was sitting. She said, “Oh, I love it. What a good girl. Just like a fucking dog.” She had me take my ratty clothes off. “What are you waiting for, you fucking lesbo,” she asked as she grabbed my hair and pulled me closer to her pussy. I heard my husband come in at this point. He immediately walked over to her and kissed her. Then he looked at me, smiled and said, “Hurry up and get her nice and wet. I’m ready to fuck her!” As I was eating her pussy, I watched him take his clothes off, his cock was rock hard. He pulled the dress off of her and her big, fake tits looked amazing! I watched her sucking my husband’s cock with such desire, something I’ve never felt when sucking his cock! But her pussy definitely made me so fucking wet! I spread her lips, sucking on her clit, finger fucking her! And her beautiful tight asshole was begging for that huge cock! Eventually, my husband told me to get the fuck out of the way. I sat on the floor watching them fuck. Oh, he was pounding her pussy as she kept begging him to go harder. I tried rubbing my clit, but he told me no. Shit! I loved watching my husband shoot his load into her pussy. He then told me to lick her clean and make her cum. When they were done they headed to the shower but first we all went outside, naked, where he had me sit on the grass while the two of them pissed on me. That was something she wanted to do and my husband was very willing. I’ve never been pissed on before, but watching them do it while laughing at me, made me so incredibly wet! Afterwards, she told me to stay in the grass, like the dog that I am, and play with my pussy while they go take a shower. After they were done, they let me in and I cleaned up and she ended up spending the night. Damn, I like this one!

Time Out--Gil x Reader

Okay, this is another random idea of mine and I love Gil to death so here we go!

Just a heads up, I have used some bits and pieces of the latest novel of the Descendants series, cause I thought it would make this imagine a little more interesting.

Disclaimer-I don’t own any of the Descendants characters all credit goes to the creators and producers of Disney Descendants.

Summary-After Gil is kicked out of Ursula’s Fish and Chips shop, yet again, you decide that it’s about time he had some company on his time out.

Warnings- Emotional roller coaster, and a little fluff

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“Gil,” you woke, calling out to your boyfriend. You sat up, wiping the sleep out of your eyes, and stretching your arms and back. You were always up before him, since he loved to sleep in late, which you never minded, he was so adorable when he slept.

Every morning, you’d wake up to the sound of snoring, which always made you giggle. Gil’s arms hold you tight around your waist, and you feel the warmth of his body pressed against yours. His hair, when he took it out of his hair tie, would be a wild, blonde mess, spread out across the pillow, and every time he woke up to your E/C eyes, he smiled, and hugged you tighter, peppering your face with kisses until you had to push him off. But, he was twice your size, so he’d just laugh at your failing attempts.

But this morning was different, cause Gil was nowhere to be seen. His side of the bed was empty, with only messed up sheets to prove he was even there. You were about to panic, until the faint shouts and hollers from downstairs helped you figure it out.

He was with the crew.

You got out of bed, brushing your teeth and pulling up your H/C hair, putting on your ripped pants, with one of Gil’s jackets over a dusty undershirt. Your boots were fastened on in a rush as you stepped into the restaurant beneath your room.

As you expected, all of Uma’s crew was cheering over the captain herself, probably over some speech she made about disposing Mal and ruling Auradon and blah blah blah.

You checked through the many faces of scruffy pirates, roughed-up waiters, and depressing customers, but there was still no sign of the blonde that was the son of Gaston. Now you were extremely concerned.

Gil was one of, if not the most, loyal pirate on Uma’s crew, apart from Harry, the captain kiss up. Though he wasn’t the smartest one of the bunch, Gil was always on time for meetings, training, and any other crew duties Uma had him do. You loved how much effort he put into this crew just to prove how much he wanted to be a part of it. You loved his perseverance, and was always in your shared room to welcome him back with open arms after a long, hard day of swashbuckling.

You saw Harry leaning over the counter, staring at the TV screen, watching the new royal couple, Mal and Ben, feeding each other chocolate covered strawberries. If looks could kill, the TV would have burst into flames at the lasers he was shooting at it. Then he was joined by Uma, and threw a fish stick at the screen, seeing her smile at her first mate with pride. Typical.

You walked over to the two, interrupting their conversation to pull Uma’s attention to you instead.

“Where’s Gil?” you demanded.

“Well good morning to ya too, Y/N,” Harry smiled, biting the top of a fry hanging off the tip of his hook.

“Not now, Harry,” you scolded,

“I’ll ask again, where is he?”

“He’s outside,” Uma smirked.

“Why is he outside?” you questioned the crazy sea witch and the psychotic pirate that stood before you.

“He’s on a time out,” Harry snickered.

“A time out? What is this, Auradon Prep!” You stomped towards the doors, fuming at the stupidity of this crew. You were ready to grab your, probably very confused, boyfriend, and pull him back into the shop, where he should be. However, your plan was stopped by Harry, his hook stabbing into the crooked saloon doors before you could pushed through.

“I’m afraid ye can’t do that, little lassie. The lad needs time to learn to watch his words when talking ‘bout the captain.” He stroked his finger along your jaw. “Is that Gil’s jacket? My ye look rather fetching in his clothes. Wonder what you’d look like in mine.”

You smacked his hand away, earning a light chuckle from him, as he escorted you back to the counter. You took a seat nonetheless, and ordered something to eat. Glancing at the doors, you wondered what he could possibly be doing. Just sitting there, chewing on his nails, a disappointed puppy dog look on his face, as he watched everyone walk by. You felt terrible for him. You wanted to be out there and comfort him, but you couldn’t, cause you weren’t allowed outside.


Harry was watching the TV again, this time showing Mal surrounded by a ton of interviewers, looking very uncomfortable as she was questioned by all of them at once. Harry continued to frown at the screen in fury, but with a little more ease than the last time.

He had it bad!

“So how long you had a thing for Mal, Hook,” you asked.

The entire place went dead silent, all eyes on the girl who just asked the most unforgivable question known to mankind.

“Excuse me?” Hook turned to you, his death glare radiating onto you like heat from a fire.

“Oh nothing, it’s just, every time Mal and Ben are on the TV, you look as if you want to smash the poor thing. But when it’s just Mal, you still want to smash it, just not as much as you want to when Ben’s on it.”

Harry eyes went wide, his heaving chest matching the quick breaths he made. You wanted to pat yourself on the back for making him act with such rage, but you just flashed him a grin as you munched on a fish stick with glee.

With a deep breath, Harry pointed his hook towards you, and spoke in a low voice, “Ye lucky your Gil’s lass, or else you’d be very sorry ye said anything like that.”

“Oh I’m sorry,” you replied, “did I bring up a personal topic? Cause I’m sensing a bit of, oh I don’t know, jealousy maybe? Jealousy of a certain king by the name of Ben, perhaps?”

“Why you little..”

“Give it a rest, Harry,” Uma spoke, emerging from the kitchen. “She’s just trying to get a rise out of you. You’re only giving her what she wants.”

“Fine,’” Harry said, returning to his plate, defeat sketched on his defined features.

“Aw, look at you, being the good little first mate. Always listening to your captain. Speaking of the captain, Uma,” you waved. She turned her head to you, everyone now waiting to see what it was you had to say this time. You snuffed out your giggle as you asked, “how long, exactly, did it take you get that shrimp Mal dumped on you out of your hair, again?”

“OUT!” Harry cried, shoving you out the shop with a hard pushed.

You laughed, and ever so innocently asked, “What? Did I do something wrong?” Harry only scowled at you, closing the doors behind him.

You shook your head, chuckling at how sensitive they could be over the most silliest things. You dusted yourself off, straightening your jacket, as you saw him sitting a step all by himself.

You couldn’t help but smile. After all that time, he was still there, sitting patiently until someone came back outside to tell him Uma was over whatever he did and tell him he was allowed back inside. His back was to you, watching the world around him, still not noticing you there.

You knelt down behind him, and covered his eyes with your hands.

“Hey!” he said, trying to get your hands off his eyes. “Who is that? Stop it!”

You giggled, keeping your hands in their place. Placing a kiss on his cheek, you whispered in his ear, “Guess who?”

He knew it was you, but he wanted to play along with your little game. “Hm, I don’t know. Can’t be Harry, and it’s definitely not Uma. Is it Dizzy?”

You laughed at his guess, removing your hands, and letting his eyes adjust to the light.

“Oh, it’s my beautiful girlfriend!” He smiled, pulling you onto his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist, and your around his neck. You smiled, your foreheads resting against each others, soaking up everything about this boy you loved so much.

You chuckled for a bit, seeing his confused face as you did.

“What’s so funny?” He smirked at you, drawing small circle on your sides as you played with the ends of his hair.

“Oh nothing,” you smiled.

“Come on, tell me,” he insisted, pleading like a little child to his parent about what they got him for Christmas.

“Alright, if I must.”

You told him all of what happened, from when you woke up to when you were thrown out. He laughed at most parts, and was a little concerned when you brought up the part about Harry tossing you out the restaurant. You grinned as you assured him that you were okay while he checked for any damage on your person that Harry may have caused. Gil told how lucky that pirate was, cause if he did anything, than Gil was gonna teach Harry not to mess with his girl, personally. You admired his determination, but promised him you were fine, and that nothing was broken or bruised.

Once he finally believed you, he smiled at you, and traced his thumb over your cheek, grinning more at the slight blush that arose as he did so.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t with you when you woke up,” he said. “I didn’t want to wake you.”

“It’s okay, you have nothing to apologize for,” you smiled, still playing with his hair. He caressed both your cheeks with his hands, gazing into your E/C eyes as his drank up the sight of you before him.

“How did I ever get so lucky?” He asked, more to himself than to you.

“I think the same thing everyday.”

And with that, you pulled him into you, capturing his lips for the first time that morning. You tighten your arms around his neck, as he grasped your sides with a little more force. One of his hands rested on the back of your neck, his signal that he wanted to deepen the kiss. You didn’t object. He groaned slightly as you released his hair from its hair tie, and tugged on it. But he wasn’t gonna let you get away with that so easily. He moved to your neck, making you sigh in content as slowly traveled down to your sensitive spot, right where your collarbone and neck connected.

As much as you wanted to continue your little session, you remembered that you were in public, and that you highly doubted that those of the Isle wanted to see the display of affection the two of you were putting on.

Against your wishes, you lifted Gil from his current mission, and just looked in his brown eyes. You were both panting, and beaming at each other like two love sick teenagers. Then again, that’s what you were.

After you kissed him quickly once more, you asked him the one question you were most curious about. “What, exactly, did you do that got you kicked out?”

He shook his head with a small smile, before answering, “It was stupid, really, just a silly mistake.”

You lifted your brow, as if saying, “okay, what was it?”

He just kept smiling, but replied, “I accidentally called Uma shrimpy.”

“That’s it?” Anger started to boil up inside you. “Who does she think she is! She can’t just kick you out just you called her something as petty as shrimpy!” As you started to get up to yank the blue dreads of Uma’s pretty little head, Gil held you down by your thighs, preventing you from doing something far worse than damage you already caused. You shot him a look that screamed, “Let me go so I can pound that sea witch!” But he didn’t, he kept you in place. Before you could go on and on about how pathetic Uma could be, he shushed you with a kiss, which you gladly returned, no questions asked. Then Gil pulled you into a hug, whispering sweet nothings to you as you began to regain yourself. When you pulled apart, he looked at you and you nodded, letting him know you were okay.

“I just,” you stated, “I just hate how they treat you, they act like you’re a clueless dummy who always screws up. And you’re not! You’re the hardest working member in that crew! Even more than that hook handed pig head!” He just smiled back at you, holding your hands in his, tracing your knuckles with his thumbs.

“Y/N, I’m fine. It’s how it’s always been and I’m still living, ain’t I?”

“I still don’t think it’s right.”

“It may not be, but it’s how it is,” he said, curling his fingers between yours, admiring how small yours was to his. “One day, Y/N, we’ll have our own life, together. No more pirates, no more Uma, and no more Isle. Just you, me, and our own happily ever after.”

“You know those don’t exist for people like us,” you said, reminding him of of the fact that you were the villains, not the heroes.

“You never know. Maybe one day, we’ll get our lucky chance.” You smiled at him, kissing his forehead and letting him rest his head against your chest. You sighed at the thought of the two of you, living together without a care in the world. Just you and him off on some deserted island or in a castle of your own. The whole idea of running away from this reality to make your own with Gil made your heart flutter at the thought.

If only we had the chance, you thought.