#be gentle with my english

[itsmeevangelinee]

Finally, I bring my fem!Stydia to you, my non-spanish speakers!

The only thing I know

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Tags: Fem!Stiles, Stiles is a woman, and a lesbian, post 3b, Post-Nogitsune, i wrote a f/f fic about how Stiles and Lydia get together, everything that happened during 6A is canon, i just imagined some scenes that complement canon, Bisexual Lydia Martin, Bisexual Malia Tate, Minor Stiles Stilinski/Malia Tate, Crying, Gay Panic, Friends to Lovers, babysitting together, Lydia Martin never had sex with a woman until now, Implied Sexual Content

Summary:

About how Lydia Martin and Stiles Stilinski found the courage to say "I love you" to each other.

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Short story (ft. fem!Stiles) that collects those scenes that we didn't see in the show, but that had to be there for Lydia to fall in love with Stiles and make him (her) trust that she would be able to get him (her) out of the Wild Hunt.

Enjoy!

[2009-ghost]

ghost and roach in an ikea

what will they do?

short fic under the cut :]

It was no secret that Roach liked the space, his fascination with it bordering on obsession. Despite being virtually mute most of the time, sometimes he would ramble for hours to Ghost about planets, constellations and whatnot, and Ghost would listen.

It was no secret that Ghost liked Roach. So, naturally, he accepted his teammate's invitation (he'll consider it a date) to go to Ikea together, since a new space-themed line of plushies and trinkets just dropped. Captain Mactavish had no choice but give in to his Sargent's excited request, because really, both him and Ghost had earned a day off after the missions they've been thrown into lately.

All of this led to Ghost being dragged around a busy Ikea store by a very eager Roach.

'Hold these', he'd sign hastily with one hand while dumping an armful of green aliens on Ghost before skidding off to the next item of interest.

"Gary. We can't possibly bring all this stuff back on base-" Ghost tried to reason before shutting his mouth from the poisonous glare sent his way. You know what? The Captain could deal with it when they got back. It was not Ghost's responsibility to keep Roach's spending habits in check; he might aswell try to enjoy this outing.

He huffed a short sigh before looking around to locate Roach; he didn't have to look very far, as the other man stomped over, holding two keychains depicting the very same green aliens that were currently stacked in his arms, albeit reasonably smaller.

'For our guns', Gary cheekily supplied, and added them to the pile.

Simon rolled his eyes fondly. "You done here, yeah? Can we go to the food court?"

'Not yet, we gotta get UFOs for each of them.'

[schnaf]

22 days until hyeongjun's 22nd birthday

day 22 aka THE COUNTDOWN IS OVER - hyeongjun's past birthday brrrr ppoppos

bonus: 🤫

[zanymonki]

Glitterstar (OC X Canon) One Shot

Starbeam x Guy Diamond

The party was, as always, a success. Trolls dancing, jumping and singing all around, drinks and snacks at every corner, glitter and hair thrown in the air following the beat. Starbeam was drinking from a half empty cup, ready to jump into the dance circle, while talking to his twin Astro and some of the other Snack Pack members. Guy Diamond on the other hand was way too weird that night, he didn’t wiggle his ass in the air like he always did and let the other glitter trolls do the discoball instead. When he approached his friends, Star was already putting down the glass. Their eyes met and they smiled brightly.

“Where were you?! We have to go back to the dance floor!” Star shouted on top of the noise all around them. Guy looked awkwardly at their friends, cleared his throat and got closer to him.

“I need you to come with me for a moment” he said looking directly into his eyes.

“Oh okay! Let’s go” Star waved at the others and followed Guy.

They all looked at them walking away from the chaos, then looked at each other without saying a word, they all knew what was happening after a long wait. They giggled and squealed anticipating when the couple would’ve been back with good news.

“What do you need?” Star asked thinking there was something wrong, he was used to help Guy with some entrance stuff, advices or party dances, like best friends do, like he usually did with their other best friends as well.

“I just wanted to take you up here” Guy led the way to one of the hills from where trolls used to do stargazing. And just like every other night, the stars were beautiful and the moon was shining. Star looked up and then at Guy, noticing how the moonlight was making him shine in such a pretty and ethereal way. He always had this kind of thoughts but tried to shake them away.

“Why? Wanna talk about something?” again, Star thought Guy just needed some help.

“Actually, yeah..” a soft beat started playing and he got closer to the troll in front of him. Both of them blushed.

“It might not be the right time and I might not be the right one but… there’s something about us I need to say” Guy took Star’s hands in his, they could hear their heartbeat going faster and faster, the orange troll was starting to understand what was going on.

“There’s some kind of secret I will share with you” the glitter troll squeezed softly his hands “I need you more than anything in my life. I want you more than anything in my life. I love you more than anyone in my life”

Star’s heart seemed to jump off his chest, his legs almost failing, he opened his mouth and said shaking “This is the right time and you are the right one! I love you more than anyone else!”

Their nervous laughs came out in unison and they finally got close enough to kiss. With their eyes closed, they felt this first kiss like an explosion. Their shaky hands wrapped around each other, caressing the hair and the cheeks. After a few seconds that seemed like an eternity yet so short at the same time, they opened their eyes and looked at each other smiling, not wanting to let go of that hug.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting this” Star whispered with the thumb on Guy’s cheeks.

“Me too, I was just scared to ruin our friendship” Guy was caressing Star’s freckles with his soft hands.

The gentle song continued in the background as they sat down on the grass, still hugging and cuddling.

“I was scared as well, we have always been so close but I can’t really tell when I started growing stronger feelings you know” Star chuckled “I guess we are so close and affectionate with our friends and family it’s hard to tell when it’s friendship or something else”.

“I think so” Guy smiled.

“You don’t understand how happy am I right now, it feels like a dream” he then placed Guy’s hand on his chest to make him feel that crazy heartbeat. The other chuckled and made Star feel his one as well.

“I don’t wanna wake up” Star looked at his lover with wet eyes, in which the night sky could be seen wider now.

“It’s real and I’m here. You’re gonna wake up tomorrow and I’ll be with you”

They hugged like never before, until they had no air and had to let go to breathe again. That night the stars witnessed two souls embracing in a new way, finally letting go of fears in sight of a new beginning.

After a couple of hours they returned to the party hand in hand, smiling and giggling, cheeks glowing red. Poppy immediately spotted the couple walking towards them and called the rest of the snack pack to gather around.

“What happened?” she asked kicking her feet. They all stared at the two trolls with eyes wide open.

Guy and Star looked at each other, then back at the others and chuckled.

“You know” Star said to Poppy, raising his hand holding Guy’s. It’s not like they never held hands but this time had a completely different meaning and there was no explanation needed.

Poppy squealed as the whole squad hugged them.

“I told you at least one of them couldn’t resist this long” Chenille looked at Satin as if they had bet on it.

“I was the one who couldn’t resist!!” Poppy shouted “I was this close to organize a surprise date for them but Smidge held me back!”

“I guess it was a long wait for everyone” Star chuckled putting an arm around Guy’s waist.

“I can’t believe you two took this long” Astro sighed.

It has always been clear to all the village that they had the perfect chemistry but they were so oblivious and too scared to even notice.

“Okay guys time to give us some space to dance it off okay?” Guy smiled and took Star to the dance floor where all the other trolls were jumping all around.

They were so used to dance together but again, this time felt like their first time ever. Like they were dancing with a whole new troll that they just met.

‘I wanna dance with somebody’ started playing, they loved this song. As they pulled an amazing couple choreo and sang the lyrics to each other, they both decided internally that this was gonna be their song from now on. A kiss for the grand finale sealed the great moment they were having. The trolls around them gasped at that long awaited scene while the couple completely canceled the background noise and focused on their own touch and eyes.

After enjoying the party with their friends they decided to go home finally exhausted. Guy offered Star to come over to his house, so they could cuddle until they fell asleep and so it went. Nothing ever felt better than that night before. Drifting into beautiful dreams with a smile, the two of them knew that their new reality was just starting now.

[tress3]

A Tender Kiss

…His hands cupped your cheeks trembling as if they could break. Sensing his fear, you place your hands on his, in hopes to calm him down.

With a red tint on his cheeks, he attempts to talk again “I… don’t know how to do this… dammit… this is embarrassing to admit” his gaze intense over your lips.

You give him a cheerful chuckle, bringing his attention to you again “~Well now, it’s not like I’m going to bite” You bite into the air to complement the joke. Dumbfounded by your action he leans back for a bit, covering his mouth with the back of his hands and laughs. "Such a childish laughter…" you think, you never saw him like this, a welcome and rare change.

“Really? Hahahah! Making jokes at a moment like this? pfff” As he moved a bit and tilted his head, you were able to see his gentle smile. This flustered your heart, you felt proud that your joke helped him ease his mood. Good job! 

As he comes back in place again, you grab his shoulders and press them lightly “It’s ok, we can do this anot-”.

In a quick jolt, he gets closer to you, grabbing your arms as you can sense his breath over your neck. Catching you off guard by the sudden movement “No! I-I m-mean...” He starts to fumble into his words as he frowns his eyebrows and looks to the side, avoiding eye contact again.

With a deep breath he starts talking again “Listen, I do not fear the fire…” You sense his hands squeezing your arms a bit “I am used to my skin being burnt, a-and I don’t mind anymore when my tools fall on my feet” He leans slightly back and locks eyes, in hopes to not break eye contact.

“And yet, I fear this…. I fear you won’t like it and… Hah, I'm so pathetic” He squeezes your arms again, but tries not to be too rough when doing so. It feels loving in a way, you take the opportunity to change the pacing of the topic.

“Huh, I love this pathetic guy you know” He stops, dumbfounded yet again, eyes widened at you, listening attentively to every word. “He has too much confidence in himself, he also thinks he is the best at everything…” You start listing everything about him some good and some… bad, we all know his strange behavior at the beginning when you both met. He had a mixture of emotions listening to all this, he hated it and loved it at the same time. Your unpredicted humor is something he had grown to love, just how much can you do this to him? He doesn’t know, and yet he loves this kind of situation you put him into.

“But this… it’s not a pathetic situation, so don’t say that” You cupped his cheeks and leaned closer, giving him time to reject the gesture if he wanted, you made a tiny detour to his ears and whispered “I love you” You go back to face him again “Being shy over this doesn’t make you pathetic”.

Something changed in his eyes, they were soft and his left cheek was just slightly red. This was such a tender moment, he had no words to answer back, it was so… lovely and warm, that he couldn’t help but give a sincere smile.

“God he is so hot- ok chill chill chill” you think, “Stop being horny right now! Haaaa- this is not the time right now!” you start arguing with yourself, his sudden movement snaps you back to reality.

A kiss, a simple and yet tender kiss, he did it. Something you were both longing for, a genuine love sparkled over your chests as if it was New Year's Eve. You felt you could wake at any moment if this was a dream. He moves his hands, one on the back of your head and the other on your waist. 

With such an abrasive personality, bickering here and there every day, his true feelings flourished at this very moment. The true March you see drunk in the tavern at night, but sober this time.

This was just the start of a long night.

[whosyourfavevoicedby-polls]

[wonder-worker]

"Those who commented on [Elizabeth of York's] beauty often praised her ability and virtue, too. Bernard André was especially effusive about her “praiseworthy and commendable acts … while she was still a girl.” At her coronation banquet, the Garter King of Arms beseeched God to “send your Grace to live in honor and virtue,” and apparently the Almighty was listening. The Chronicles of London referred to her as “the noble and vertuous Quene Elizabeth.” Polydore Vergil praised her as a “most choice woman” and “a woman intelligent above all others, and equally beautiful.” In 1498, the Sub-Prior of Santa Cruz, Fray Johannes de Matienzo, wrote to Ferdinand and Isabella that she was a “very noble woman,” and much beloved. Shortly after her death in 1503, the Venetian ambassador, Alvise Mocenigo, described her as “a very handsome woman of great ability” and “in conduct very able.��

-William B. Robison, "The Sexualization of a “Noble and Vertuous Quene”: Elizabeth of York, 1466-1503"

[goldentigerfestival]

I repeat, I am a sucker for soft, gentle Yuri, and the way Yuri goes so soft for Karol because Karol just wants to be believed and is sad makes my heart a little puddle.

[mas0ch1st1cbaby]

Negan kisses Carl

I know he likes to tease the boy for his inexperience and yet is very much into his lack of skills nonetheless. The older would make it a bit rough and nasty despite Carl wanting it or not. But sometimes he would be tender for the boy by not only placing soft kisses on his mouth but rather than that with ones on his palms, too.

[ennaih]

Not Every Film I Watch In 2024

11. The Gentle Gunman (1952)

[asexualandalwaysshipping]

Just remember folks, they call it a slow burn because it’s supposed to completely scorch you head to toe scalding hot and eviscerate for what seems an eternity

[gorillawithautism]

people need to stop arguing with palestinians on tumblr dot com

[foefire-flame]

I am not beating the romance writer allegations

[notallsandmen]

wip word search game

Tagged by @issylra ❤️

Words: red, sleep, soft, fall, blanket

Blanket — from The English Vice, Hob’s POV

His stranger is still soaked to the bone, and Hob wonders whether he could manage to sneak up on him and wrap a blanket around the man before he smites Hob.

Red - from The English Vice, Hob’s POV

The patterns of rosy lashes and rows covering his stranger’s pale back are as red as opium poppy fields, Hob thinks, as the hazy softness envelops them both.

Fall — from The English Vice, Dream’s POV

And Hob irreverently praises him for his fall — cruelly beautiful, insolently honest, achingly vulnerable Hob, letting Dream shatter again and again and promising to cherish him no matter what constellations the pieces fall into, promising to treasure even the pieces too fractured to ever be mended. The brief freedom to not have to matter, and to be loved anyway.

Sleep — from chapter 3 of License my roving hands

For the first time, Hob hears Dream’s voice rough with sleep. Hob knows he is blushing furiously, but he doesn’t care, and lets the possessive pride swells up through him. Because he did that — he got Dream to sleep, to rest, to take a moment to himself. That really shouldn’t make Hob achingly hard, but he’s earned his vices.

Soft — from An experiment in Tribology

Dream’s sigh ripples through him, melting away from and melting into Hob’s touches, an unsteady ebb and flow of warm-wet and buttery-soft skin.

New words: touch, skin, light, hands, warm Bonus honkzone classics (if you feel like it): swan-like, gold, tsunami, frantic

- don't want to tag too many people so everyone who wants to do it gets different words!

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