#i need help picking shipnames for them

[turontot]

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soo me and @pricklyshadow were talking about rarepairs and they gave out the ship viva and trollex

and then something in my mind clicked, neurons were changed and distributed. can you see the vision im having with triva..... silly x silly.......

#artists on tumblr #turontot art #trolls #trolls band together #trolls world tour #trolls viva #trolls king trollex #king trollex #trollex #viva #im still thinking of a shipname for them #but for now its triva #please tell me some of u get the vision #im having so much fun with this ship u dont even know #i need help picking shipnames for them #ravecandy #fish n chips #or starfish #starfishshipping #starfish #triva #trolls starfish #starfish trolls

[sereneres]

dollz™ ³

newjeans x 6th member!reader / 0.8k

summary. — in which danielle has too much time on her hands. she also isn’t really there but we’re going to ignore that

warnings. — danielle is here yet isn’t at the same time

“this name thing is lowkey kinda hard.”

hyein huffs, rolling onto her side and raising an eyebrow at the older girl. “don’t you already have all of yours, unnie?”

“well, no, i still have to come up with with mine and ynnie’s.” hanni sighs, dropping her chin into her palm. “the others were easier. bbangsaz, kittyz, twotolz, niniz–”

“why are you and dani-unnie ‘niniz’?” haerin tilted her head. “couldn’t you just be ‘aussiez’? because you both came from australia?”

minji, sighing, patted the girl on the soldier with a look of faux sympathy. “don’t question it too much, haerin, you’ll just get lost in the complicatedness that is hanni’s mind.”

“hey, just so you know, danielle was the one who wanted niniz, not me!”

“oh.” minji blinked, then turned back to haerin to once again pat her on the shoulder. “nevermind haerin.”

“hey–”

hyein groans, turning to you as the two girls continued bickering. haerin, having already settled down on minji’s lap, starts to doze off.

“yn-unnie~” she whines, shuffling closer to you and placing her hands on your knees. “can you help me, please?”

her words are almost robotic, seeing as she had said them in english, and that, paired with the pouty look on her face, was enough to make you coo at the younger girl.

“don’t worry about it too much, hyein.” you murmured, placing a hand on her head and petting her. “it’ll come to us… hopefully.”

minji, being unable to move with a sleeping haerin in her lap, turns her head nearly one-hundred and eighty degrees to look at you. “maybe you should ask danielle for help. she’s pretty good at coming up with names.”

“sh– mph,” haerin yawned. “she made a list of ship names for us already. didn’t you guys get her message?”

“she did?” hanni frowned, picking up your phone. “when’d she send it?”

“hanni-unnie, that’s my phone–”

the older girl pressed a finger to your lips, her eyes fixed on the screen of your phone. “shush, yn, you weren’t using it anyway.” she paused. “uh, what’s your password again?”

“just use your own phone, unnie.” hyein sighed, plopping her head onto your lap. “it would be faster if you did.”

you too sigh, albeit more out of exasperation than tiredness. “debut date, hanni-unnie.” you reminded her for the nth time that month. “it’s our debut date.”

“right… did you use month day year, day month year, year month day, or year day month?”

“hanni-unnie.”

“okay, okay, i got it, no need to whine… oh wow this list is long–”

“what about barbiez?” hyein cut in, having pulled up the list on her own phone. “that’s pretty cute, right, yn-unnie?”

you hum. “it is, but i don’t think we can just use barbiez. for one thing, it would look weird being spelt with a z when everyone spells it with an s–”

“all of our shipnames look weird with a z though.” haerin muttered. “dani-unnie and i use ‘candyz’ and not ‘candies’…”

“and, most importantly, we could get into some issues using the name barbie despite not being affiliated to the brand.” you smile apologetically at the girl in your lap, the beginnings of a pout on her face. “sorry, hyein-ah, but we can’t use it.”

“what about bratz?” hanni suggested, having not paid attention to anything you had said. “you and hyein look like bratz, right, minji?”

minji blinks. “erm…” she glances at you, her silent plea for help plastering an amused yet small smile on your lips.

“we can’t use that one because, as i said earlier, copyright and or trademark issues, hyein.” you said. “also, i don’t think it would be a good look if we were called bratz. it’s too much like the word brats, and who knows how many people already think of us like that…”

“those pe’ple are jus’ haters, unnie.” haerin murmured sleepily. “ignore ‘em.”

hanni huffed and nodded her head in agreement with the younger’s words. “well said, haerin, well said.”

“okay, what about dollz?” minji asked, looking at hyein. she had, at somepoint, taken your phone from hanni and was going through the list danielle had created. “since you can’t use barbiez or bratz, why not just use dollz?”

“dollz.” hyein repeated thoughtfully, seemingly testing how the word sounded. “that’s…”

“it’s perfect.” you leaned forward, trying and failing to peek at the screen—it was a privacy screen, hence your failure—of your phone. “was it on dani-unnie’s list?”

the older girl nodded. “it was.” she gives you your phone before pointing at the name on the screen. “see, it’s like, ten or so names down from the first one in the third row.”

“oh… just how many names did dani-unnie come up with?”

“she came up with around twenty–”

“oh, that’s not that bad.”

“–for each pairing, excluding the ones we already made names for, so, around a hundred?”

“a hundred?!”

previous. / pairz. / next.

#sereneres #seren.writes #newjeans x reader #newjeans imagines #minji x reader #hanni x reader #danielle x reader #haerin x reader #hyein x reader #⊹ #nwjns.yn

[cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc]

Matching minecraft skins!

Request: okay okay, hear me out...asking the dream team (maybe extra smp members👀) for matching minecraft skins?? only if you have time!!

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Pairing: Dream, GeorgenotFound, Sapnap & BadBoyHalo x Reader (separate)

Summary: Asking the Dream Team if they want to wear matching skins :3

Author’s note: this made my heart meeelttt  (´^ ｀♡) thank u so much for requesting this! (i might make a part 2 this is so cute) - enjoy!

Author’s note pt.2: Sorry this took so long, school stuff came in the way :(

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Dream:

- You and Dream were in a discord call together playing games when the idea suddenly popped into your head

- “Clay, do you want to wear matching minecraft skins?”

- “OH MY GOD”

- He loved the idea

- Aggressively grabbed his phone and went to twitter

- “does anyone know a good minecraft skin artist? i need some help here” 

- After a few minutes he found one and commissioned them 2 matching skins

- The next day he woke up and he got a DM saying the skins were ready

- He hopped on his computer and sent your skin to you

- After both equipping the skin you two decided to join the SMP 

- “Hello everyone! Look! We match!”

- Tommy and Quackity started making fun of you immediately

- Bad and Tubbo found it very cute

- Overall, a very cute and wholesome stream (❁´◡`❁)

GeorgenotFound:

- You were just scrolling through your phone when you saw something absolutely adorable

- It was a fan who made matching minecraft skins for you and George

- You texted him and asked him if he wanted to wear them

- he responded quite fast

- He loved the idea

- You both equipped it and went into a server 

- He made screenshot and posted it to twitter

- It went completely viral

- Tommy, being the child he is, called it gross

- Tubbo replied agreeing with him and Will told them both to shut up

- Dream was very jealous and asked George if he wanted to match as well

- George just replied with “No”

- Sapnap wouldn’t let him forget it for weeks

- It’s now one of his most liked tweets ever

Sapnap:

- You were hanging out with Sapnap at home when you saw fanart of you and him with matching outfits

- You showed him and he started smiling

- “We look really good in those clothes together, babe”

- An idea sprung into your head

- “Wouldn’t it be fun to have matching minecraft skins?”

- He gave it a thought for a second and got very giggly

- “Oooh~ That would be so cute, let’s do that”

- After searching for a little bit you found a skin that perfectly matched each other

- Sapnap got giddy with excitement

- “C’mon we have to put them on!” He tugged at your am and sped to his computer

- You jumped on a different computer he had and both equipped the skins

- After fooling around in game you guys decided to call Karl and Quackity to see their reaction

- They both picked up and Sapnap told them what you two did

- Karl found it very cute and really wanted to see

- Quackity started fake crying and accusing him of cheating

- Real talk, they thought it was cute

BadBoyHalo:

- He loves it when people draw fanart of you and him together

- He stalks you two’s shipname hashtag 24/7

- So when you asked him if he wanted matching skins he was estatic

- He already knew what artists to go to and basically threw his money at them

- When the artists were done he called you and told you to check Discord

- He sent you the file and you both equipped your skins

- When he first saw you with the skin he melted

- “Muffin! You look so cute!!”

- He decided to ask some people for their thoughts 

- He asked Skeppy first

- Bad idea

- “How could you, Bad?!”

- “I’m in a relationship!”

- “I thought we had something!”

- Queue a lot of bickering from both of them

- He asked Dream and George what they thought

- They both thought it was very cute

- “Hey Dream, do you wanna do this together?”

- “Hell yeah”

- They both pulled up in matching skins they next day

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Thank you for reading! Make sure you take care for yourself and your friends/family if you haven’t already today ! (♡ ⸂ ◡ ⸂♡)

m.list

#cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc #mcyt x reader #dream smp x reader #dream team #dream team x reader #dreamwastaken #dream #dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #georgenotfound #gogy #georgenotfound x reader #sapnap #sapnap x reader #badboyhalo #badboyhalo x reader #fanfic

[boredfanwrites]

OjiKami #1

I don't know if that's actually the ship name but that's what we're going with. Found a new rarepair. Had to write fluffy headcanons. I don't even know whether there's a shipname to be honest.

So it's basically canon that Kaminari holds/plays with Ojiro's tail when anxious.

It works both ways though, Kaminari has learnt to pick up when Ojiro gets anxious or panicked and he instantly starts playing with the tail.

For Kaminari it busies his fingers, he has to keep his quirk in check and playing with Ojiro's tail grounds him.

For Ojiro, having Kami's hands and fingers drift through the fur, tracing shapes, is familiar and comforting and drags him out of his head.

Sometimes when either of them are really down (before they get close) Kami will just straight up hug Ojiro's tail, clinging to it like a lifeline.

The reason they get so close is due to Bakugo's kidnapping: Ojiro sought Kami out both immediately after the kidnapping and while the group went to rescue him.

He didn't really have to think about it, it was more just an instinct of 'Kaminari is upset and worried, he needs me.'

When he finds Kaminari, the boy is on the brink of a panic attack and Sero is by his side, not necessarily useless but definitely struggling. It doesn't help that Kaminari's quirk is going a little haywire.

Ojiro doesn't think twice, sitting next to Kaminari and offering his tail up. Kaminari latches on, his quirk calming down far sooner than he does himself. He cries for a while before passing out.

Ojiro props Kaminari up with his tail, holding on to him before turning to Sero.

'You know, it might help.'

So Sero digs his hands into Ojiro's tail himself, and it does help. Even if it's just for a moment and not as much as it helps Kaminari.

'I think it's because it's like Bakugo's hair. Well, right now at least.'

'Huh?'

'Bakugo has only ever let us touch his hair once. He was docile enough, half asleep against Kiri. And good god, it was soft. I think, right now, Kaminari needs something to remind him Bakugo isn't gone.'

They don't speak of it after and neither dare to suggest it to Kaminari himself.

Beyond that there isn't really an explanation of why the two find it so comforting but you can bet if one of them is stressed the other won't be too far away.

Another occasion of instinct is when Jiro announces she and Momo are dating - they have been for a few months - and Kaminari congratulates them before silently making his exit. Ojiro stays for a cup of tea before making his way to the blonde's room.

They developed a knock in times like these, something to know they didn't have to talk. Kaminari opens the door in an exhausted state, but it's not as bad as Ojiro was expecting.

'It's not even that I still like her, you know? It's just...it...was a lot.'

Ojiro hums quietly as Kaminari buries his head into the fluff of his tail, his words drifting into mumbles.

'I thought we were friends. I thought she would've told me.'

'New relationships can be scary, maybe they were just taking their time, figuring things out.'

It's Kaminari's turn to hum, becoming a koala around Ojiro's tail. He stays that way as he falls asleep, only clinging tighter when Ojiro tries to leave.

It goes like this: Ojiro and Kaminari are studying for Mic's English test. Kaminari helping Ojiro every so often and the latter offering up his tail when Kaminari needs a break. During one of the breaks Ojiro offers up a tidbit of information.

'Hagakure is dating some boy she knew from middle school.'

'Oh, good for her.'

'Yeah.'

'But not good for you. Sorry, man, I know you liked her.'

His fingers work their way in deeper, trying to give the sense of comfort he knows Ojiro needs.

'Yeah. I just. Sometimes I'm not sure whether I liked her or whether it was because she was the first girl who didn't scoff when I told her I liked men too.'

'Huh? You like guys?'

'Well yeah, don't get me wrong girls are beautiful and kind and warm, but then there are guys that are like that too.'

'Yeah, no. I get that. I just didn't know we were the same like that.'

'Wait, you like guys?'

English work forgotten they quickly catch each other up to speed on previous crushes, celebrity crushes, and ranking their own hero rankings based on personal taste.

It's when Ojiro laughs at Kaminari's hurried confession of his week-long crush on Bakugo that he realises he's kind of gone on Ojiro.

Kaminari doesn't know how or when it happened but the feeling settles in his chest, warms him through, and stays there.

Might already be in the process of continuing this. To be continued.

#denki kaminari #bhna fic #bhna #bhna headcanons #kamiojiro #ojirokami #ojikami #ojiro x kaminari #ojiro mashirao #kaminari x ojiro #rarepair #rarepair hcs #rarepair headcanons #rarepair hell #mha headcanons #mha fanfiction #mha rarepairs

[ryuichirou]

Is it too early to ask for Adam and Langa (whats is their ship name?) Head canons yet? Or AUs

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Anonymous asked:

Is it too early to ask for Adam and Langa (whats is their ship name?) Head canons yet? Or AUs

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Ok so our peeps asked for the Edenship headcanons – our peeps are getting Edenship headcanons. I still don’t know which shipname is the most correct one: both Adalan and Edenship sound fine to us, so we’re using both… These two weeks our heads have been overflowing with feelings and thoughts about these two haha, and I definitely won’t be able to share everything (I’d die of exhaustion), but here are some headcanons and stuff that we discussed:

Ainosuke genuinely adores Langa as a person. At first he was mostly fascinated by his unique skating style, but his “crush” grew stronger as Langa kept surprising him. Now he’s pretty sure that Langa just gets it. He gets him. Langa is pretty much the first person out of everyone who Ainosuke “loved” that he started to feel deep connection with.

Langa is surprisingly good at detecting when Ainosuke is upset or angry. If he sees him on TV, he can instantly guess that something is off about him. Langa’s mom doesn’t really understand why her son suddenly got so into politics, but ok sure.

Ainosuke sends tons of gifts and flowers to Langa, either anonymously or as Adam. And it all started very suddenly: one day Langa just woke up to his mom being shook because of all of the expensive gifts that were delivered to them this morning. Langa’s never even told Adam his address…

They have the same love language: quality time; even though Ainosuke clearly goes into the gift giving territory sometimes. I’m not sure how to word this better, but google 5 love languages if you haven’t heard about this concept.

When Ainosuke learned that Langa loves food, he had a “eureka” moment. He sends him treats quite regularly: expensive sweets, meats, fruit baskets, snacks from around the world, different confectionery stuff, etc etc etc. He really wished he could go to all the best restaurants with Langa and feed him and tell him that he can order whatever he wants… He really enjoys spoiling Langa. He can also easily take him to a fast-food restaurant too, though, whatever pleases Langa.

Ainosuke would gladly invite Langa to a private cruise to spend some time with him in luxury and comfort. He’d insist on calling it their honeymoon. Maybe he’d get a ship with some kind of skating place inside?? I’m pretty sure everything’s possible with money he possesses lol

Oh and hotels. A lot of great hotels. Whenever Ainosuke has some free time, he tries to spend as much time with Langa as possible, and hotels help him a lot: both regular ones and love hotels. He’s very cautious in picking them though, since he needs to be careful because of his career and stuff.

When Ainosuke is in his Adam attire, he loves public display of affection. He clings to Langa, hugs and kisses him, talks about his love and makes sure to use perfect phrasing for all that, just so everyone else feels either jealous or singled out, like the entire world besides these two doesn’t exist. Langa doesn’t really care about his dramatic performance and never stops him, thus enabling him to continue further.

Remember that famous “I’d rather love than be loved” line? This is pretty much how these two are during intimate moments: Ainosuke prefers doing everything by himself. He loves being in control and watching Langa’s reactions to everything he’s doing to him. That being said, Langa has his moments of somewhat taking the initiative, and he’s pretty much the only person Ainosuke can accept that from: the man really hates being touched in any way or any amount of control over the situation being taken away from him.

Ainosuke is impossible to shut up. Both in general and while they’re having sex. The amount of horny romantic yet somehow gross bs he’s saying is impossible to process. It’s not like it annoys Langa though, he either listens to everything he’s saying or spaces out.

Ainosuke bites and leaves a lot of marks after himself. He really wants Langa to look at them and remember about him while he isn’t around. Sometimes Langa doesn’t even see all the marks Ainosuke’s leaving him with…

Overstimulation is a thing. Of course Ainosuke would push Langa in the zone in one way or another, come on now.

And asphyxiation is a thing too. But Ainosuke is still never really sadistic and cruel when he’s with Langa: he adores him way too much, so it’s more of a “too much love” type of situation.

Langa is intrigued by whatever Ainosuke’s doing to him. A lot of times he enjoys things he probably shouldn’t or a lot of people would be terrified by. But he is an adrenalin junkie after all, so while Ainosuke says that they’re making love and stuff, it’s not unusual for them to push limits. Ainosuke isn’t vanilla at all, and while he isn’t rude to Langa, he’s still quite kinky.

#replies #headcanons #adalan #edenshipping

[captainjimothycarter]

Double Trouble

AN: Total crack fic thanks to the Steggy Discord and my love for Chesternut. Chester Phillips/Sarah Rogers just makes sense. The shipname, not so much.

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Link to AO3

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Peggy and Steve have an announcement at the same time that Sarah and Chester do. Chester just reacts differently, is all.

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“Sarah, there’s something we need to tell you,” Peggy said, not long after she and Steve had sat down for breakfast.

“Funny, Chester and I have something we need to tell you, but you go first, love.” Sarah had their back to them, finishing flipping the last pancake onto a growing stack. “Too bad Mr. Grump didn’t get home until four in the morning last night.”

Steve cringed slightly, sharing a look with Peggy while his ma wasn’t looking. Sarah didn’t know right off that her son was Captain America - or at least Steve didn’t think so. He liked to keep it that way, not wanting to involve his mother in the dangerous and hectic lifestyle that was being a hero. Phillips had stayed late last night, finishing up paperwork and arguing with some politician or another on the phone while Steve had gotten in just as late to the office after another mission. Peggy had fallen asleep on the couch, one of Phillips’ jackets tucked around her like a blanket.

“She’s under my care, course I’m gonna make sure she doesn’t freeze to death in this office,” Phillips grumbled when Steve picked up the jacket to hand it back to him. It was the closest they’d get to Phillips saying he cared about them during work hours.

“I didn’t say anything,” Steve cheesed, both of them instantly hushing when Peggy groaned and started to wake up from Steve’s presence.

“I don’t know what you two do in that office that keeps him so late,” Sarah continued, finally turning back around to look at the pair sitting side by side. “Or should I say, I don’t know what the three of you do in that office to stay so late? You look exhausted, you shouldn’t have come over so early, then!”

Peggy laughed just to brush the concern off, rubbing Steve’s thigh under the table. “Well, we couldn’t wait any longer and I didn’t want to call so early to wake you two up. Not with Phill-Chester getting in so late.”

“Alright, then. What’s the big news?” Sarah mused, pushing the stack of pancakes on the table and walking around to sit down with her steaming cup of tea. Ginger tea, by what Steve could smell. Peggy drank the same kind, ever since…

“We’re pregnant!”

Peggy was beaming from ear to ear, her hand laying over her belly. They were just a handful of weeks in, but she was already starting to show. They had no idea how the serum would have any effect on her or their unborn children and it was just a guessing game.

Steve’s face fell as his Ma didn’t say a word, just looking between them. They were married and even if that wasn’t the case, Ma loved Peggy. “Ma? You alright? You heard Peggy right, we’re…”

“No, no I heard you,” Sarah mumbled, rubbing her fingertips over the handle of her mug. “It’s just... we’re pregnant too. Chester and I.”

“You’re kidding!” Steve breathed. “I’m gonna have a sibling? Ma, that’s wonderful!”

He knew growing up he always wanted a sibling, having some jealousy for Bucky and his always seeming to grow family. He knew his Ma had tried once or twice with a guy or two she was dating, but her pregnancy with him had been so hard on her.

“Sarah, that’s amazing. When are you due? The doctor thinks we’re due near the end of October,” Peggy explained, standing up to wrap Sarah in a hug.

“The same time! Little pumpkins!” Sarah hugged her daughter-in-law tight as she could, kissing her cheek. “Oh, I am so happy for the two of you!”

“We’re happy for you, Ma. Seriously. I’m so glad you two can have a child,” Steve assured his Ma, pulling both of them into a gentle hug. “Excuse me, but I need to use the bathroom.”

“He’s going to have a slight freak out, isn’t it?” Sarah asked when she heard the bathroom door upstairs close. “Always the same, my Stevie.”

“That much hasn’t changed. You should’ve seen him when I told him. I asked Mr. Jarvis to bake me a cinnamon bun and left it in the oven for Steve to find. He panicked for a good hour, between being too happy and-”

Peggy paused at the sound of feet hitting the floor, following shuffling noises. She watched her boss and father-in-law shuffle into the kitchen, wearing pajamas, and a grumpy look. He made a confirmation grump at them before leaving to grab the paper.

Phillips was only gone for two minutes before he returned, paper secured under his arm. He looked more alert, eyes straight on her. 

“Please tell me I misheard you, Carter. Please tell me that you are not pregnant.” At Peggy’s blank look, he groaned and scrubbed at his face. “I forbid it. You’re too young to be pregnant Carter!”

Peggy huffed and rolled her eyes. “Forbid it? I’m 27, sir. And married.”

Phillips threw the paper down on the table with more force than necessary. “So?! That’s still too young to be fucking pregnant, never the mind married! Please tell me it’s Rogers’”

“Chester!” Sarah chided, rolling her eyes too. “Calm down, love. I know you care about them, but they are adults.”

“Calm down? No, Sarah, love, these are-are two young adults in love! Pregnant! No, I forbid it!”

All Peggy could do was give him a look that stated are-you-kidding-me. “Who else would I be fucking? And forewarning, my hormones are always a mess. So be careful how you answer that.”

“Great, just great,” Phillips sighed, rubbing at his temples. “I get a child and a grandchild. I already have an aneurysm named after you two, why not add two more!”

Phillips’ eyes snapped to Steve the second the unfortunate man had come back downstairs. “Rogers!”

Steve’s eyes widened, not taking his Ma nor his wife’s frantic look of get out of here for granted and tailing it back upstairs.

“Oh hell no, boy, get back here!” Phillips half-shouted, storming up the steps after Steve.

“He’s just very overprotective of you guys,” Sarah tried to soothe, rubbing her hand up and down Peggy’s arm. “Add the fact he’s slept maybe three hours. He’ll calm down once the news settles in. I just hope he’s not too hard on Steve.”

“Steve can handle it,” Peggy sighed, too exhausted to chase after the pair. Phillips can have his overprotective, adopted dad syndrome moment. “He’s handled much worse.”

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Steve grunted as Phillips pounded another fist into the door. “Will you stop? We’re married, Chester! It’s not like it was on accident and we have to have a shotgun wedding - if Peggy would even want that!”

“You listen here, boy! I walked her down the aisle, I married you too off. It doesn’t mean you two can-can go creating babies!” Phillips snapped, hitting the door again.

“Well, I ain’t complaining about you knocking my Ma up!” Steve countered. “You two are happy and married!”

“That’s different and you know it!”

“How?! How is that different?”

That seemed to stutter Phillips some, enough for him to stop hitting the door, enough for Steve to partway crack the door and look out to see him leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Poor guy was really looking his age and showing the same panic Steve had been filtering on and off for the last few weeks.

“Because I didn’t know! About you two - I thought...I almost sent her on a possible dangerous assignment just last night, Steve!” Chester grumbled. “Plus, you two...you’re so young if you get hurt or-or Peggy. We’re older, we’re more settled, to a point. And I-”

“You’re terrified, huh?” Steve honestly asked. He nodded in agreement to Chester’s nod. “Yeah, I am too. Look, I know we’re young and things are a mess because of our...situation, who I am, and what naught but it’s not like we won’t have help. Hell, I’m terrified too. It’s not like I had a good pop to look up to. Bucky’s dad was the closest I’d get. You have...been amazing for my Ma, for us.”

“I guess we both just gotta figure this out, huh? How to be parents,” Chester sighed. “Thank god for our ladies, huh?”

“Yeah,” Steve agreed, hands shoved into his pockets. “Thank God for Ma and Peggy. We’d be lost without ‘em. The only thing we can do is do right by them, by our kids. We’re lucky to have the ladies in our lives that we do.”

#Steggy #Chesternut #StevePeggy #Phillips/Sarah #Pregnancy #I love them #i don't mind weirdly posting this full to tumblr

[untamedtempest]

@starxhal said: firestorm !! (( is that a good shipname ??

Send me a ship and I will answer the weird questions:

Who puts up the holiday decorations? : They do it together along with the cooking. Share the work and spend more time together. It helps they both can flying around for the stuff that needs hanging. 

Who eats the other's uneaten pizza crusts?: Kori, she loves all sorts of bread and can't say no if the crust is still warm. 

Who always forgets to pick up their wet towels in the bathroom?: Kori makes Ororo forget to pick them, and though Ororo will complain later, there's always a smile on her face when she does. 

 Who talks smack while playing video games?: Ororo. She does have a bit of a competitive streak, but keeps things to a playful level when it comes to Kori. 

 Who watches Jeopardy and calls out the answers?: Kori and impresses Ororo a lot with how many she gets right. 

 Who is more likely to cry over a sad book or movie?: Anything with animals lost or in danger and Kori's waterworks kick in. 

 Who sings along with the radio?: Ororo usually starts, and eventually, Kori always joins in. 

 Who falls asleep on the other?: Ororo thinks there's nothing cozier than snuggling against or on top of her 6'11 gf.

#starxhal #(THAT"S A WONDEFUL NAME! #(i'm going to change their tag in the morning to include it #c: like spring to my deep winter (kori and ororo/starxhal) #b: answered prayers (asks)

[izzyfandoms]

For a ficlet prompt could you do a poly ship between remus, deceit, patton, and virgil doing some domestic fluff?

(Yes! Oh i do love this ship. It's good, too many possible shipnames tho (as shown in my reference list), I'll just pick my fave for the title and then tag them all. Using Dee for Deceit as this is a human au)

Moxceitmus - Breakfast

GENERAL TAGLIST: @quillfics42 @ajdraws0430 @phantomofthesanderssides @creativity-killed-thekitten @phlying-squirrel @sly-is-my-name-loving-is-my-game @because-were-fam-ily @imtryingthisout @a-creepycookie @emo-disaster @littlestr @spooky-scary-virgil @fuyel @mimsidoodles @soupgremlin @aroaceagenderfluid @birdsbookshiddeninrealbirdsskin @quirkalurk @gingers-trashy-stuff

Masterpost

Patton yawned as he padded into the kitchen, immediately heading towards the coffee machine and switching it on. He then turned and started gathering the ingrediants and appliances necessary to make a batch of pancakes, humming quietly to himself as he moved around the kitchen.

Today was Sunday - the day of pancakes or waffles of whatever Patton's heart desired. It was a tradition he loved, especially as his boyfriends seemed to enjoy it, too.

Patton flipped a pancake, stepping from side to side in time with the tune he was mumbling. He was so engulfed in the pancakes he was making, lost in thought, that he didn't notice when Dee entered the room, until there was a hand on the small of his back and a chin on his shoulder.

"Morning, Dee," Patton greeted cheerfully. "Did you sleep well?"

Dee hummed in response, neither a yes nor a no, using his free hand to grab the mug of coffee Patton had made him, pulling away just enough to sip his coffee without spilling it.

"Are V and Remus still sleeping?" Patton continued.

"Remus is awake," Dee clarified. "But Virgil's clinging onto him, and he doesn't want to wake him up."

"Aww!" Patton cooed. "Did you get a pic?"

Dee snorted. "Of course. I already made it my phone background."

Patton laughed. "Could you send it to me?"

"Already have."

Dee moved to sit at their small, circular kitchen table. Patton had already laid out the newspaper for him, and he began to flip through it, commenting on the parts that evoked the most annoyance.

By the time that Virgil walked in and joined them, the pancakes were almost done, the table having just been laid by Dee. He immediately headed towards the coffee maker, ruffling Dee's hair as he passed him.

Dee leant into the touch, which made Virgil smile, but when he realised what he was doing he moved back and pulled a face, reaching up to neaten his hair and mumbling about needing his hat. Virgil laughed, switching on the coffee machine and then leaning over to quickly kiss Patton's cheek.

"Where's Remus?" Dee asked, closing his newspaper.

"Bathroom," Virgil answered, making two cups of coffee - one in a purple mug and one in a green one - as Patton finished up the last pancake, sliding it onto the plate and then bringing it to the table.

Patton straightened up, heading over to the fridge and grabbing the orange juice, but before he could pour himself a glass, Remus bounced into the kitchen. He immediately messed up Dee's hair again - evoking a scowl from his boyfriend - pressing a messy kiss to Virgil's cheek at the same time. Then, his hands landed on Patton, twirling him around, dipping him and kissing him.

"Remus!" Patton giggled, when he pulled away. "I almost spilled the orange juice."

"Sorry," Remus grinned, not sorry in the slightest, straightening up and helping Patton regain his balance. He looked around, finally spotting the food on the table. "Ooh, look, pancakes! I'm gonna have ketchup with mine."

Virgil's nose wrinkled. "Gross."

"Thank you!"

#me #ask #writing #moxceitmus #anamoceitmus #intruanamoceit #modukexieceit #DAMR #sanders sides #patton sanders #remus sanders #sympathetic remus #virgil sanders #deceit sanders #sympathetic deceit

[crimsonbluemoon]

Terrornuckle/ Terrormoo (did we change the shipname?) 18, 1, 26

Okay, I went way too hard on this one. I always do that with this couple, damn >.>

AU: Celebrity Trope: Friends to loversPrompt: “sometimes, i sit in bed and wonder what would happen if things were different.”

Pairing: Terrormoo

“Where are you going this time?” Brian always enjoyed the limo ride to the private plane Brock owned. It was one of the only times that he got his friend alone, really. When he was working, he couldn’t be distracted and would lock himself in his home for days at a time. Brian didn’t blame him for it; being the writer of the biggest novel series in the world meant that he needed to nurture time for his craft. When he wasn’t writing his amazing stories, he was being carted away by Marcel, his manager, to different parts of the world for interviews and book signings. One day he’d be in their city, and the next he’d be in Hong Kong. 

“It’s a small tour, so I’ll just be doing an interview with Ellen, a book meeting with my company in Los Angeles, and then a Q and A at a convention in San Francisco. I should be back before Wednesday.” Brian remembered a time when Brock hated flying. The loudness of the plane, the turbulence, the fear of falling before completing his dreams in life- Brock had told Brian them all one drunk night three years ago. Back at the time, Brock had only just picked up some steam, and had been asked to come to a small bookstore in Atlanta to meet some fans. They met as neighbors four years before, their apartments both sharing terrible heating and thin walls. That was when Brock’s greatness was still hidden. Two months later, the world would be exposed to Brock’s beautiful smile. 

That had been before.

“It’s okay if you can’t make it,” Brian answered, trying to keep his grin wide to hide his own feelings. Brock always worried his lip too much when he thought Brian was upset, which then would get him scolded by Marcel and the make up artist he’d have to deal with for Ellen. Brock once told him he hated that part about his TV appearances the most. Brian remembered the first time Brock  had pursed his lips out for Brian to coat with lipstick left over from his high school theater make-up. How his eyes had popped out after the eyeliner guarded his lids like a coat of armor. How Brock’s eyelashes looked so long with mascara. Brock hadn’t needed blush; he’d turned a pretty shade of red when Brian had told him how beautiful he was. 

But that had been before. 

“It’s your birthday. I won’t miss it.” Again hung so heavy in the air between them, Brian was sure he’d choke on it. He glanced out the limo’s window with a chuckle he hoped wouldn’t be wet with the sadness he held back. Last year had been…a rough time for them. Brock’s busy schedule pushed Brian away, and the conflicting feelings of jealousy and sadness waged war in Brian’s heart, making him curl away from Brock’s friendly affection when he did have time. Because Brian didn’t want friendly; it took a month long absence of Brock’s presence by his side for him to realize it. 

His birthday had been shared with friends and family, with pretty girls and lots of booze. Brock was in Madrid, promoting his new book. There were no ‘after birthday pancakes’ the next morning, no horribly burnt bacon (six years and Brock still couldn’t make it right) and embarrassingly (but endearing) off-key singing. There was a nameless stranger in his cold bed and shameful hickies on his neck, which would have been signs of a successful birthday years prior. 

  But that was before. 

“I’m not saving you a piece of cake if you’re late,” Brian said instead of any of the words that rattled in his heart. Brock rolled his eyes, his shoulder bumping gently into Brian’s. He didn’t pull away, and Brian stayed quiet about it. 

“I’ll buy a whole customized sheet cake from that fancy bakery you liked in California and bring it back with me.” 

“You wouldn’t, you hate showing you’re rich unless it’s for charity,” Brian answered quickly, their eyes meeting at the challenge.

“Or if it’s for you,” Brock’s soft reply twisted something fierce in Brian’s stomach, his fingers digging into his pant leg to keep from pulling Brock into a kiss. Because he knew it was the truth; Brock always spoiled Brian. He did the same for his other friends, sure, but Evan and Tyler never let Brian forget how ‘special’ he was. 

Brock moved him into a house right next to Brock’s that Brian could never afford, and always made sure his needs were taken care of. Brock took Brian on some of his longer trips to Venice or Palm Springs, which Brian loved. But it had been just seven months ago when he had first discovered Proof Bakery in California. It was his favorite place, though not for the pastries like Brock always assumed. The little shop, which was way overpriced and the lines far too long, was where Brian first realized just how in love with Brock he was. The moment would always be sketched into his mind; the whipped cream that had crept over Brock’s nose from his frothy drink, the shy smile, the soft way his voice caressed the tail end of Brian’s name, and the sunlight that illuminated just how breathtaking all of it was put together. 

He’d nearly confessed right there, if not for the fact that cameras and paparazzi were hanging on every word they said. Their picture had been splattered on several tabloid magazines, with questions of their ‘relationship’ hounding both men for weeks. Brian had been avoidant of the question, waiting for Brock to bring it up. He never did, not to Brian, though he always spoke about his ‘good friend’ on TV shows and red carpet interviews. It’d been a knife in Brian’s heart. Because once, Brian had hoped the soft glimmer in Brock’s eyes at the bakery had been love for him. 

But that was before, too.

“Evan’s gonna get jealous, then Scotty will whine, and you’ll have to do it for everyone. With all the friends you have, you’ll actually put a dent in your wallet.” Brian doused any increased heartbeat he had by reminding himself how dedicated Brock was to making all his friends happy. Hurting himself more, he patted Brock’s thigh, not letting himself enjoy the muscle under his palm before pointing out the window. “Look, got here in record time. Almost time for you to head out.” 

“Oh, right.” Brock’s voice hid something that Brian missed looking out the window, but by the time he glanced back, it was gone. He quirked an eyebrow, knowing he was grinning like a fool after Brock’s cheeks turned pink. 

“You don’t sound to excited to get on your plane, mister. What, you gonna miss this beautiful face?” He forced himself to wink and blow a kiss at Brock, expecting the normal eye roll or scolding curve to his name that always made him feel special. 

“What if I will?” So the open heartbeak that cracked Brock’s eyes made Brian pause, frozen by the look he never wanted to see. 

“Brock, what… you know you can call m-us.” Desperate to get rid of the look on his friend, Brian leaned closer, ignoring his own rules of touch to cradle Brock’s face in his palms. “Video chat, anytime. Day or night, I don’t care. If you miss me- or any of the guys, that’s okay. We’ll miss you, too. We always do.” 

“We, or you?” The distinction seemed important to Brock, but Brian’s tongue was too tied up in emotion to give a response. Sighing, Brock closed his eyes, letting his shoulders fall in defeat. “Sometimes…sometimes, I sit in bed and wonder…. what would happen if things were different?”

“Different? Different how?” Brian asked, unsure if his heart could stay contained in his chest at the soft nuzzle of Brock’s nose against his fingers. 

“If I’d told you how having you come on the ride with me in the limo to the airport always helps me feel safe before leaving. If I said how much you saved me from my fears of flying by giving me all those helpful tricks. If I’d admitted you were the first person to make me feel beautiful that night with the make-up. Or, if I’d…if I’d been the one you’d taken to bed the night of your birthday last year, not that girl.” Soft flesh trembled against Brian’s thumb when he brushed it over Brock’s mouth, feeling the words from his own heart spill through Brock’s lips. “Would this be different, if I’d told all those TV hosts or interviewers the truth.”

“What’s the truth?” He was breathless from a marathon only his heart was running, eyes desperate for Brock’s pretty gaze when it finally opened to him again. 

“That I’m head over heels in love with you. Would that make any of this different between us?” He was so vulnerable, splaying himself out in front of Brian with his heart in his hands. It was rare to see someone with Brock’s power, money, status in the world with such an open soul. But this moment, this little piece of Brock now shining bright in the back of the limo, this wasn’t for the world to see. This was Brian’s, if Brian would take it, and nobody else’s. 

“Yeah, that makes a difference alright.” Brian leaned forward slowly, making sure Brock felt every indent and inch of his lips when kissing him. The kiss was slow, longing, full of each negative and positive emotion Brian had ever felt for Brock. He took his time pouring himself over Brock, teasing the crevices and dips of the mouth he’d been sure he’d only taste in his dreams. Brock was a willing participant, once his mind seemed to kick back on. Lust and need simmered just under the overwhelming love he had for Brock, and after fully divulging the months of realized emotion into their kiss, he pulled back. Not far, as his next words were whispered softly against bruised lips. “It’s going to make you late for your flight, love.” 

Usually, Brian hated saying goodbye to Brock after their limo trips, knowing it was another chance for him to find someone to settle down with on his adventures without Brian. Brock still left this time, Brian waving from the limo they’d destroyed with their love making. This time, Brian’s heart didn’t ache watching Brock disappear into the plane taking him away. There was no pain.

Because that was before; before Brian knew Brock loved him, too.

#Anonymous #Terrormoo #Soft boys #Terroriser #Moo Snuckle #<3 #Crimson drabblez

[poetryandnightmaress]

Revamp of the design and bio of my S/I Freyla <3 “Hide away, where you’re save, where your heart doesn’t break” 🍎 Name 🍎: Freyla, or Frey for short 🍎 Age 🍎: 19 🍎 Height and weight 🍎: 5′2, pretty chubby 🍎 Species 🍎: Human 🍎 Occupation 🍎: Pokemon Trainer, also works from time to time in a pokemon center 🍎 F/O 🍎: Raihan (Their Shipname is Dragons in Crime) 🍎 Themesong 🍎: Dance in the dark - Au/Ra 🍎 Personality 🍎: Frey has a closet personality. In public, she will always try to hide her face, since she sometimes has acne breakouts and she often got bullied for her slightly chubby face. She’s really shy and anxious, but tries to help people. But since she talks very quietly, people often don’t hear her. And that results in her thinking that people ignore her. She’s also pretty sensitive, but very creative. You can see her trying to feed some wild pokemon or her own in the streets of Hammerlocke. And she always walks barefoot, since she loves to feel the real ground underneath her feet. But when she’s alone or with Raihan, she takes off the hood and shows her real face. Then, she’s curious, active and even a bit playful. She also can be sassy at times, but Raihan thinks this makes her even more cute. Around him, she shows her happy side and makes a lot of jokes. But in battle, she’s really similar to him. She goes feral and enjoys the battles just as much as her boyfriend, resulting in her showing all her sassyness in the battles and when she loses, she will blush, being embarrassed and hiding her face again. She’s really a dragon in appletun’s clothing. 🍎 Pokemon Team 🍎: - Female Appletun “Sweetie”, gift from Raihan - Male Butterfree “Shine”, her first pokemon - Female Bounsweet “Bubbles”, can’t evolve for some reason, so Frey takes care of her. Never sent into serious battles. - Female Cherrim “Song” - Male Whimsicott “Bounce” - Male Zweilous “Orion” 🍎 Backstory 🍎: Frey was always a odd one. She loved to spent time with pokemon more then playing with children in her age. And she always carried bags with snacks for pokemon with her to feed them. The other kids made fun of her because of her behaviour and because of her looks. She became more and more reserved and shy, until she completely tried to hide herself. In this time, her favorite pokemon became Appletun, because of their cute looks and the fact they rarely show their eyes. Also, they were often eaten by kids, and Frey wanted to save them from this fate. She always tried to catch one, but they were pretty rare and often other trainers disturbed them, so they ran away. And so, without any friends in school, Frey ended with this life and so, she went out to become a pokemon trainer. At this time, Raihan became famous with his insane battles, and Frey looked up to him. She watched every single one of his fights on TV, and told Shine “I want this guy to look at me and say “I’m fighting for you, Sweetheart!””  To get more poke, she also started working a bit in the pokemon centers. And one day, Raihan walked in to heal his pokemon. At this time, Frey took out some healing items for the store, when she saw Raihan, who smiled at her. And so, she dropped all of the items and Raihan rushed at her, picking up the stuff with her. He got a glimpse of her face, and chuckled a bit. “You don’t need to hide such a pretty face, you know?” It made Frey blush even more, and before Raihan could react, she dragged him in a small room hidden in the center. She knew he saw her real face, and she finally wanted to talk to her love. And so, she took off her hoodie and looked him in the eye. “Ok. You see my ugly face now. Are you happy?” She was on the edge of crying, and Raihan was shocked. After a while, he got on his knees and talked a bit to her. She told him everything about her past, and Raihan was moved. Without hesitation, he took her in his arms and asked her if she wants to become friends with him. With a deep red face, Frey agreed. And so, they slowly became friends, and then lovers. 🍎 Relationship to Raihan 🍎: The ship isn’t called Dragons in Crime for nothing. They both would die for each other and do the most stupid stuff for each other as well. Frey acts really openminded and joyful around Raihan, loving to tell him some jokes and teasing him in a friendly and funny way. In return, Raihan often mentions how small she is compared to him, making her pounting and resulting in him laughing and hugging her. They often lie together in bed and listen to lo-fi music or metal, while chilling and just looking at each other, whispering sweet things to one another. But even if they seem sweet, they both have their flaws.  When Raihan meets people who mean/meant harm to Frey, he would keep his chill expression, but scare the s- out of them by coming close and telling them all of their guilts and faults. Frey would never admit it, but she loves this side of him. But even she gets sometimes angry, and shouts out a combo of swear words, so Raihan has to stop her by hugging her tight and telling her he’ll deal with it. Also, you don’t wanna fight against both in a pokemon battle. They both go feral and wild in battles-  🍎 Asks, Interactions, Reblogs and Art and so on with Frey are a huge yes! 🍎

#Selfship #self shipping #self ship #self ship community #f/o #f/o: raihan #fictional other #self insert #self insert x canon #self insert bio #s/i x canon #s/i x f/o #s/i community

[lizacstuff]

What did you think of the Michael/Maria (shipname?) and Malex in teh episode? I liked the Michael/Maria scenes but I'd be afraid to say so in this fandom, things have already gotten ugly out there.

To be honest, I pretty much loved every single second of that episode. Top to bottom, every storyline, every interaction, lots of great character beats in this one. Kudos to everyone involved, especially Shiri and her directing. 

Loved the Alex/Kyle/Cam scenes as they start to form their own Alien investigation squad. Kyle was great with the clear-headed encouragement he gives Alex to talk to Michael, nice way for him to atone for his homophobic, bullying teenage years. Cam is always great for the comedic one-liners but “wizard murderer?” is right up there. 

Obviously I’m obsessed with every single thing Max/Liz in the ep so that goes without saying, loved the friendship developing between Liz and Michael (“Dance with me, Mikey”) loved Liz and Maria’s friendship (”Maria Deluca is her own savior. Every. Damn.Time”) moments, loved Maria pulling Max up to the stage and out of his guilty stupor, and finally I adored all of Michael’s interaction with both Maria and Alex.

Starting with Michael and Maria, I think they’re very funny together and enjoyed how Maria was just done with him all episode, until she wasn’t.

Now that we’ve seen the episode, I think Carina’s favorite moment from the original that was recreated in the episode was Michael kissing Maria to “shut her up.”  In the original that moment was also a favorite of mine, and it was hugely shippy and a really big deal, here it was more fun and comedic, IMO. In the original they were teens that weren’t really sexually experienced and the kiss changed their relationship. In RNM, Michael and Maria are jaded, sexually-active adults with itches that need scratching, I appreciate the nod to the original, but with a change in tone. It fits.  

Maria is pretty awesome, and I don’t believe she’s interested in more from him, so there is not much chance of her getting hurt, and I also think she is completely clueless about Alex/Michael. I’m guessing the only time recently they’ve interacted in her orbit was the beginning of the episode and in her mind Guerin is always in her bar picking up women, so I don’t think it’s occurred to her that he would be into Alex. In the desert she says, “What are you doing out here? There’s an entire bar full of women who know nothing about you.” So I really don’t think she’s put it together.  

As far as Michael, Alex rejected him soundly at the beginning of the episode, (“Sometime the world ends with a whimper, Guerin.”) and it’s now been well over 6 weeks (maybe about 9 weeks?) since they reconnected and Alex shut it down, so he was very single when he got drunk and pursued Maria for a desert romp, so in my opinion all parties are in the clear. 

Now to the final Malex scene. SWOON. I didn’t think we were going to see that level of emotion from them this episode, but was thrilled when it happened. The scene also addressed my questions going in, now it’s canon that they didn’t do much talking or spend a ton of time together 10 years ago, it was really about a deep connection that Alex didn’t understand. I absolutely love that he articulated that. It mirrors Max and Liz (”It isn’t real, for 10 years you’ve loved a version of me that doesn’t exist anymore.”) and it starts to become clear that these aliens connect with their human on a deep “cosmic” level and it seems to illustrate that Alex is Michael’s human just like Liz is Max’s human. Not in a possession kind of way, obviously, but in a deep bond kind of way that is a bit hard for the human half of the relationship to process because it’s not logical. 

BTW, it remains to be seen, but I’m not sure that Noah is Isobel’s human or else I think she would have told him by now. We see that Max was pretty much chomping at the bit to tell Liz, 10 years ago and now, and Michael just opened the door wide for Alex. Though, I do think that Michael spending the last 6 weeks working with Liz probably helped adjust his mindset when it comes to opening up. Liz has the most reason to punish them, but she’s spending every waking moment helping them, because she can’t stand the thought of Max hurting. Witnessing that utterly selfless act of love may have shifted his world view a bit when it comes to trusting humans. 

Anyway, great episode all around, can’t wait to see exactly what Michael tells Alex in the next episode. 

As for fandom, enjoy what you enjoy, and as long as you stay in your lane, don’t pick fights, and don’t worry about or try and control what other people like and dislike, you’ll be fine, (and if someone comes into your lane and does the above, that’s what the block button is for.) 

#roswell new mexico #roswell nm #rnm 1x09 #asklizac #echo #michael x maria #malex #Anonymous

[moved-glowfaery]

FAVORITE CIRCLE OF HELL [SPRACE] [CHAPTER 7]

Fandom: Newsies

Ships: Sprace, Javey, Almer, Specsromeo (what is the shipname?), Blush, Satherine (?), Crutchie and Happiness

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6

The library was empty during lunch break on Tuesday. It was the week of Jack’s party and the entire group was getting more hyped every day. But the current situation was Race and Spot sitting in the abandoned library to work on their project. Neither would normally be this dedicated to a project, but since Pulitzer hated both of them, they needed to make it the best thing they had ever written just to get a pass. And they both needed a good grade desperately. Besides both had after-school activities so every bit of time they could spend on the project during school, was already good.

“Do you think he will be pissed if we don’t use those scholar sources?” Race asked, his head resting on his hand as he started to the computer screen.

“Definitely, he’s goin’ treat it like a fucking college essay,” Spot was scrolling on his iPad, his feet resting on the table. Even the librarian was out for lunch, so there was no one to tell them off for talking to loud or putting your feet on shit. Race wondered if she had dared to leave if it was him and Albert.

“According to Google, the best job I can get without a high school diploma is McDonalds manager, that doesn’t sound so bad.”

“Okay, first of all. You are supposed to look up sources for our project, not your future plans. Second, how do you become a manager without a study? Don’t you need to do a special manager study for it?” Spot pushed himself up a bit, his eyes moved from his iPad to Race.

“The recruitment page for McDonalds claims you can follow their McDonalds academy. It sounds really good exactly,” Race’s eyes were focused on the text on the screen.

Spot was about to ask more before he softly shake his head. “Race, focus,” he warned, his attention moving back to his iPad. “I wish we could print without having to ask Miss Carter,” he sighed. “I can’t figure out how to highlight text on this thing.”

“About that printer ban,” Race kept his eyes on his screen, fighting every urge to look at Spot.

“Don’t tell me it’s because of you.”

“Also, Albert,” the blonde boy defended himself.

“People say it’s because people printed out pictures of dicks and shoved them in the mailbox of the principal.”

“That is not true,” Race said. “Though that is an amazing idea, I should’ve thought of that,” He moved a bit on his chair to be able to see Spot better. “We printed out every weird Harry Potter smut on Tumblr and shoved it in Jack’s locker. We repeated it when Davey joined our group.”

“You really are fucking crazy, aren’t you?” Spot leaned back in his chair, his eyes moving between his iPad and Race.

“Crazy and proud,” he stated.

“I was almost forgetting I hated you, thanks for reminding me,” Spot shrugged, his eyes back on his iPad.

“I’m growing on you, aren’t I, Conlon?” Race pushed his chair a bit away from the computer, completely focused on the other boy with a self-indulgent smirk on his lips.

“Don’t get full of yourself, Higgins. You are still a little shit,”

The bell rang loudly through the library, announcing the end of the lunch break and the start of the next class. Race and Spot both got up from their chairs, shoving their belongings in their backpacks.

“Hey Spot,” Race stopped the boy who was already on his way out. Spot turned on his heels, shoving his backpack over his shoulder. “Jack has a party this Saturday.”

“So, I heard.”

“Since Blink and Specs are coming, I was wondering if you wanted to come as well. Seems rude to invite only half of a group,” Race shoved his hands in his pockets, shifting his weight from foot to foot.

“Sure, sounds fun,’ Spot shrugged before he turned around again. “See ya tomorrow,” he said as he left the library.

“Anthony Higgins!” Romeo entered the library, arms crossed before his chest. “Did you just invite Spot Conlon, the boy you hate with all your heart, to Jack’s party? Spot Conlon?!”

“Fuck off, Romeo,” Race growled, picking up his bag from the table. “He’s not that bad, and we invited his friends. How would you feel when we all go to a party and you’re not invited?”

“But this is Spot Conlon. The boy who threatened to hit you with a baseball bat when we were eleven,” Romeo already pushed himself up to sit on a table, leaning back so he was basically lounging.

“We need to get to class, Romeo.”

 “Jack, this is the last time I’m allowing you in here during drama club,” Medda warned when Jack strutted over the stage, dropping next to Albert on a bean bag. The school had picked Into The Woods as the musical for this year, completely ignoring any request from Medda or the drama club. But they were getting used to it. Medda was helping Davey and Crutchie with picking out audition songs and monologue’s. Being a part of drama club meant you would be guaranteed of a spot in the production, but your audition would determine which part. And Medda was hard to impress.

“So, who is coming over this Saturday?” Jack asked, shifting in his seat.

“I invited Blink, he really enjoyed when we all went to dinner,” Mush stated, sitting on the floor with his legs crossed.

“Romeo asked Specs and Ruby. Kath asked Sarah, very surprising. I asked Elmer,” Race could see how Albert’s head turned towards him, his eyes narrowed. “Eliza and Spot.” Race continued. “Smalls and Mike are not sure if they are coming, but we made clear they are welcome.”

“Wait, you invited who?” Albert asked as he slowly sat straight on the bean bag.

“Elmer.”

“And?”

“Eliza.”

“And?” Albert’s voice got more pressing.

“Spot.”

“Are you out of your mind?” Jack objected.

“We invited his friends, it’s seemed fair.” Race explained. He made sure to straighten his back, trying hard to not show the doubt he had over his earlier decision.

“If he ruins the party, I know where to find you, Race,” Jack warned, his eyes dark.

#my writing #writing #sprace #favorite circle of hell #sprace fic #sprace fanfic #sprace prompt #Sprace head canon #Newsies #Newsies fic #Newsies fanfic

[nadineselfships-archived]

Circuit Sparks n' Paint Splatter Headcannons

Pairing/s: Markus x Nadine

A/n: My wonderful talented gf made Markus' and I's shipname she is the shipname master!! Anyway period hc's I wrote while I was on my period here we go ajsjdjf

TW: Period mention, Cramp mention??

• Markus will know that I'm on my period before I do

• He'll be randomly analyzing me to see how my health is(I hc because he was designed to be a caretaker he has a function that detects sickness or health anomalies) and notice that my menstruation cycle is about to start

• He'll find time to go to the store on his own and buy me the things I'll need for it, my pads, advil, chocolate and other sweets and fruit

• lots of fruit

��� He'll start being a lot softer than usual and more affectionate and I'll eat it up not even caring why

• He warns me just before I actually start to bleed so we can avoid any ruined underwear

• He is blessing

• When the cramps start he'll get my heat pack and let me lay in his lap while he runs comforting circles into my lower back

• He knows the exact way to help ease the pain and I always fall asleep on him

• He'll make sure I don't have to move at all, he'll bring me my drink and food and anything else I would want

• I protest at first because I worry it feels like I'm using him and it's too close to what he used to do but taking care of your gf in pain is a normal thing and even he doesn't see a problem with it

• He reassures me he does it because he loves me and doesn't want me to be in pain, he wouldn't do it if he didn't want to

• So many kisses

• He knows around my period is when I'm most sensitive and insecure and in need of lots of affection and validation

• He'll cover me in kisses, my forehead, my cheeks, my nose, my lips, my hands, my shoulder; no where is safe from his smooches

• I love it tho

• Also cuddles are a 24/7 thing

• He will clear the week so he doesn't have to go anywhere or do anything and he will cuddle me and put my favorite movies on

• He won't even complain about watching the same movie twice because he just loves spending time with me

• If I end up crying be it out if frustration or sadness he will wipe them away and soothe me with soft words and light touches

• He understands hormones go haywire during the blood month so he is prepared for everything

• If I get irritated he'll play piano to calm me down

• If I'm sad he'll put on funny or happy videos that I like

• We'll usually end up talking for hours at night

• Sleeping is difficult usually, throwing in cramps and limited sleeping positions it becomes 100% harder

• So we'll stay up until god awful times in the morning talking about everything and anything

• He'll ask me about things from my past and I'll info dumping on him and end up falling asleep with his hands running through my hair

• I'll wake up to soft kisses and Markus gently caressing my cheek

• I'll convince him to cuddle with me for five more minutes which turns into another hour before he picks me up and moves us to the couch

• He'll invite North, Simon and Josh over knowing otherwise I would become a hermit for the week

• We play Mario kart and Simon starts asking if I need anything, you know, like the total mom friend he is

• North brings me a lot of junk food and Markus is not very happy about that

• But he let's it go because I give him my best pouty face and he can't say no to my pouty face

• They end up staying the night and I end up falling asleep on the couch

• I wake up to North about to draw on my face before she shoves the marker into Josh's hand

• Markus and Simon walk in as I'm laughing at Josh and North who are yelling at each other

• Simon is very confused but Markus smiles warmly at the scene

• Specifically at my laughing self

• I grin at him and he walks over to greet me with a kiss and a soft 'I love you'

• North makes a joking gagging noise as I respond in kind

• All in all what used to be the worst week I did not look forward to at all becomes one of my favorites weeks

• Markus doesn't mind them either because he loves taking care of me

#self insert #self ship #dbh #oc x canon #my writing #nadine writes stuff #queue me up scotty

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you too buddy all the SO questions

ugh why damn it i did not ask to be punished by means of talkin about vantas until my fingertips bleed

but fine

Significant Other Asks

1. Tell the story about how you met.

it was over the summer about three years ago and tumblr kept pushing a certain blog at me and upon checking it out i decided to give him some troll asks (which looking back upon now were lame as fuck? what was i thinking honestly)

anyway that became me revealing my blog over tumblr and then lo and behold we had a college class together and we realized we were sitting beside each other and i told him that his major was an “easy major” or something and basically he hated me for a while there 

2. Was it a gradual increase of trust and love, or was there a specific moment where you knew “I want to be with this person for a long time”?

it was gradual for sure i went from picking on him to agreein to let him tutor me in english to craving his friendship and then falling in love with him without even realizing

before i knew it i was head over heels and here i am, happy as fuck that im dating my best friend

3. Describe their eyes. Describe their hands. Describe their laugh.

his eyes go from being like cinnamon to being like hot chocolate, in color accordin to lighting and in mood, his hands are warm and comforting to hold and are quick as all hell on a keyboard, and his laugh is rare but memorable, like its dusty from misuse and drizzled over with the annoyance i usually provide him

4. What’s your zodiac sign and mbti type? What about your partner’s? Do things like that reflect your actual compatibility or is it just bunch of bunk?

i had to google what my zodiac was because i think both of those things are bullshit but im a saggitarius and an isfp (or was it istp i dont remember its been years)

vantas is a gemini and...

i dont think he ever tested for it because he isnt internet quiz garbage but hey what does it matter without knowing his results i know that we are a fine match

5. Are you long distance? Have you met in person before? When do you get to see them again?

no, yes, and probably this evening when i bring back dinner

6. Tell me a story about a happy experience you two shared. Something that makes your heart warm whenever you think about it.

something that makes me feel really happy to remember is the new years eve after he got those color correcting glasses and i took him to watch the fireworks and he was so happy and amazed at the color and the show and i was so proud that i could do that for him

7. Tell me a funny story. Did they do something silly? Did you do something silly? Talk about your inside jokes.

one time i groaned into his ear and called him daddy to test and see if he had a daddy kink or not and he was SO into it so now im waiting to call him daddy again when he least expects it

8. Are your families supportive? Does it matter if they’re not?

yeah as far as i know both sides are

9. Would you ever have a pet together? Do you already have one?

we sort of have pets together but theyre also just kinda our own pets but with shared care 

10. Do you have children together? If not, are you both interested in raising children some day?

i dont really want kids and i dont think vantas does either like ever we arent even married and also having kids would be a hassle

11. If they’re having a bad day, what do you do to help?

i usually just sit and talk to him and support him like a friend and boyfriend should do its not really anything special but it works every time

sometimes i surprise him with relatively cheap gifts or food too but he doesnt like me splurgin so i try not to make him uncomfortable

12. If you’re having a bad day, what do they do to help?

same thing really hes always there for me to make me feel better and talk things through 

13. What’s something that your partner does that would be annoying if anyone else did it, but it’s cute when they do it?

scolding me like he is a third parent, somehow its endearing when he does it

14. Have you ever went on a vacation or adventure together? Tell me about it. If not, do you have plans to do something fun in the future?

yeah weve gone on a few sort of technically 

that one road trip to texas we took and spent a while on

the trip to malibu

were planning (or i am) for a trip to europe this summer if its at all possible with our schedules

15. What’s something that you learned about yourself because of being with your partner?

that im enough just being who i am and that i can have a relationship without cash at the forefront

16. What’s a piece of advice that your partner gave you that has resonated with you?

you dont have to bend over backwards for somebody to please them or make them like you just be yourself

not the exact wording but that is the moral

17. Which one of you kills the bugs (or captures the bugs and places them safely outside)?

we take turns but i dont like to kill them unless theyre wasps or venomous spiders id prefer to catch and release

19. Do you prepare meals together? Does one person enjoy cooking more than the other?

neither of us can cook for shit so other people prepare our meals for us always

20. What are the best restaurants to go to? Do you see movies at the theater? Do you do things like golf or bowling, just to bond more?

i like taco bell and pizza hut, yes, and i dont think weve ever done either

21. Tell me about a time that you got into an argument over something silly.

we used to get aggressive over gay chicken sometimes early on in our friendship that was always fucking ridiculous

22. Tell me about a time that you got into an argument over something serious. How did you compromise? What did you learn?

one time vantas said he was disappointed in me and i took it hard and im pretty sure it ended with him leaving but i dont remember what brought it on or how serious vantas had been or how sensitive i had been

we got over it. not sure i learned any super moral from that but it did help me learn about him better in the long run and vice versa

23. Is there a famous couple, fictional or otherwise, that reminds you (or other people) of you and your partner?

will and jada pickett smith

24. Do you have a shipname?

vantder i dont know 

maybe film boyfriends because he writes and i sort of direct

27. Do you have extremely similar personalities and interests? Or extremely opposite? Or is it a balance that just makes sense? How do you try to better understand each other? Do you ever have to experience things you’re not interested in, or vice versa?

we sort of click here and there but mostly our interests are different 

i know he isnt super into art but he shows up to support me like he went to the award event with me and said he was proud of me and i like to offer up romcoms and movies akin to his interests when we settle in for date nights

he is supportive as hell but i dont think either of us have ever made a point of saying we arent interested in the other’s interests

28. Has your partner ever changed one of your opinions on morals, politics, society, etc?

he helped me to be better about takin school seriously so id say yes 

he has also changed my opinion about myself almost completely

29. Tell me about a time that you were really proud of them.

when he got that book deal i was so happy i felt like huggin on him for days

i knew he could do it and it made me real proud to know that he did it and i am STILL proud of him

30. Does physical affection and/or sexuality have a role in your relationship? Are both of your needs being respected and fulfilled?

yeah both are heavily involved and fuck i hope so im not sure how much more i can step up my game

31. How often do you talk? On the phone, Skype, in person? Are you two the type that stays up too late because the conversation is too good to end?

we talk all the goddamn time and basically never leave each others side

i know i regularly stay up hells of late talking to him because i like it so much

talks get so much deeper at night when youre curled up next to somebody you love

32. Talk about your sense of humor, and your partner’s. Do you laugh a lot together? Which one of you is funnier?

were both assholes with sarcasm as our main crutch and im pretty sure we have both laughed at the others expense at one point or another but i would have to say that we are damn near a tie because both of us have a pretty deplorable sense of humor stand up comedy will not be in our futures any time soon

33. Is there anyone who doesn’t like the idea of your relationship? What’s the reason? How do you and your partner overcome disapproval from others?

no i cant think of anybody who is against our relationship

nobody that matters anyway

34. Have there been any hardships that have ultimately brought you closer than before?

i mean i hit my head and got retrograde amnesia and still had feelings for him so i think that eliminated any doubt i developed feelings just because of sex

i didnt remember it and i still loved him

35. What’s their contact name in your phone?

vantas

36. Tell me about what your partner is good at. Are they an artist, are they good at math, do they play a sport, etc?

vantas has stamina when it comes to running and shit for DAYS i thought id die the first time i went running with him

hes also a really great writer and im not just saying that to be supportive i think if he sat down and wrote a book itd get a film adaptation nigh instantaneously

steven spielberg would shit himself

37. Get really sappy and gross for a moment. Be so gushy that your friends would groan in mock annoyance if you told them. What’s adorable about your partner? What makes your heart melt? What’s something cute that they did that you’ll always remember no matter what?

god i just fucking love his eyes and his lips and his hair and the way that he scoffs over dumb “rich guy” things and how good his coffee is when he makes it and how i can NEVER replicate it that good even when he guides me through makin it. i love the sound of his voice in the mornings and late at night when i should be asleep but am clinging onto him and talkin about nothing in particular. i love how he says my name and i especially love that hes the only one who really calls me by my last name so affectionately. i love the way he reads and i love the way he still looks a little too long at colorful things sometimes when we are outside and walking. i love the way his hand fits with mine and i love that we can reassure each other through anything, that we will be there for each other through anything. i can easily see myself spendin the rest of my life with him and if not as a boyfriend then as a best friend 

38. Let’s talk about life goals and hopes. Do you two have a similar idea for the future (regarding careers, getting a home, family, finding meaning)? Do you two make a good team? Can you imagine spending the rest of your life with them?

weve talked about moving in together or gettin a house but our careers are pretty up in the air right now except for vantas’ teaching job. i think we make a fuckin great team and id love to spend the rest of my life with him in any way shape or form

39. Reflecting on all of your experiences, what advice would you give to a young couple?

pick your best friend to fall in love with because youll never have a better love than that

40. Is your partner on tumblr? Tag them here and write them a small message, it can be anything.

@crimsongenetics hey vantas sorry for gettin all gushy here i hope i dont make you throw up at school i love you

#ask meme #literalillbeats #((m i s E R Y but THANK U

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If you're still doing the title thing: Across the Universe

Being targeted by SHIELDRA because of Jane’s beautiful brain and her connection to Thor? Sure. Darcy got that. They had been warned about that much and there had been a couple of tries to abduct one of them, and they had been thwarted by tasers and by Thor’s muscle. Jane did become somewhat famous when she got that Nobel Prize. But this one? This was just a bit too much.

Thor had left earth for Asgard with the Hulk for whatever reason (the guy needed to work on his communication skills, seriously) and thereby missed the Black Widows and Pepper Pott’s visit by a mere week. It turned out he was not-so-great at communicating with other people about his plans either, which placated Jane a bit.

Natasha and Pepper had come to fetch Bruce and Thor because aparently the Avengers had split into Rogue-vengers and Pepper had decided that it was up to help them pull their shit together. They had lingered for a couple of days, unsure how to procede, and that was when it happened.

Fucking ALIENS had come to abduct them because they had heard of Jane. And sure, Darcy was proud of Jane, but… relaly? But becoming intergalactically famous was a bit over the top, don’t you think? Still, this is aparently what happened. And because all humans looked kind of the same to this asshat, they had just taken “all of these creatures who have fatty sacks in the front and find out who of them is the smart one later”.

Too fucking bad for them that he had just so happened to abduct one woman with murder!thights, one woman who was literally burning from the inside with rage, one taser-happy intern and one brilliant scientist who always carried science equipment around and had just been sort-of-dumped by her prince of a boyfriend again. And there was only three of them on this spaceship - it was a piece of cake to take over.

It might just a tiny bit harder to find their way back to earth, though. Where the everloving hell were they?

In which Pepper, Natasha, Jane and Darcy become space pirates, sort off. If i were to write it, it might include a meeting with a certain rag-tag-team of self-proclaimed guardians of the galaxy, and a dash of Electricslide or TaserLord or whatever the shipname for Darcy/Peter Quill is. Or not. I’m not sure. We’ll have to wait and see if Thor 3 needs fixing.

(PS: Totally would love if someone were to pick this one up, you know. I won’t have time to write this ever, but i would love to read it.)

#darcy lewis #natasha romanoff #pepper potts #and #jane forster #go adventuring in space #pepper keeps her extremis and her agency #natasha goes rogue from everyone and decides to force them all together again #jane is famous across space and her fame is only now starting to spread #she made humans ready for spacetravel that's what half of this galaxy has been waiting for/dreading #and darcy is her usual genre savy self and suprisingly good at this space thing #also she will have brought her ipod and should they meet the guardians she will blow peters mind