#naughty dog stop being weird about girls clothes challenge

[radioactivepeasant]

Project "make Jak and Daxter characters look like they actually have internal organs" continues

[sapphicmsmarvel]

Woman Like Me

hahahaha i love little mix and the avengers so any time I can mix the two im gonna do it. 

(you should go listen to them, especially their newest album LM5)

song: woman like me by little mix

Carol: I can tell you're shy and I think it's so sweet. The thing about Carol that got you, was the fact that she was shy around you. With everyone else you noticed how she is always boisterous with the others, then with you she's quiet and doesn't talk much and she gets red.

At first you thought she didn't like you, but she'd always bring you gifts, your favorite flowers and candy. Or a couple times, she'll bring you a cupcake from your favorite bakery.

When you brought this up with Thor, Thor rolled his eyes and smiled, "Lady Y/N, she has feelings for you. That's why she's shy and keeps bringing you gifts."

You blushed at the idea, this goddess, this intelligent stunning woman had feelings for you? "No she doesn't." You shook your head, your cheeks flaming.

Thor nodded his head, "yes she does, she specifically asks me what you like so she can surprise you with it."

"Nope, nope, nope." You shook your head and Carol came in.

She laughed, "why does Y/N keep saying 'nope'?"

Thor looked at you, "I'll let her explain." He said and left the room, you scoffed and shook your head, that little shit.

Carol raised her eyebrow at you and you groaned. This was gonna be embarrassing.

"What is it? I promise I won't laugh." She said smiling, something in you blossomed, seeing Carol not get timid on you.

You stood up, "well, Thor thinks you have a crush on me," you didn't miss how her eyes widened and cheeks blushed immediately, "and I was saying nope because well...you're you. There's no way I'd have a shot." You shrugged sheepishly.

She walked forward, "well, that's what I thought when I first got to know you, about me not having a shot."

Your eyes widened as she stopped in front of you, you were at her chin. "Well, you're the only person shooting." You smiled.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm sure that's not true." And smiled, you were weak in the knees, you'd do anything to keep her smiling like that.

You laughed, either full of nerves or on some euphoric high of all the feelings you have for this girl. "Nah it's true, my vagina is probably full of cobwebs from not being used." Your eyes widened at what just flew out of your mouth.

Oh my god did I actually just say that? I said that, fucking shit she's gonna think I'm weird.

She let out a full laugh that you wanted to hear more, "I guess we're gonna have to change that."

You hummed, ignoring the blush that probably reached your toes. "Sounds pretty bold for a girl who hasn't kissed me yet."

She rolled her eyes, smiling, "May I kiss you?" "You certainly may."

Wanda: I always say what I'm feeling, I was born without a zip on my mouth.

You were arrogant, flirty, outgoing and didn't have a filter. Whereas Wanda was the exact opposite.

There was a meeting with government officials, everyone wore their best dress, you on the other hand; wore your signature all black, black jeans, with your dog tags and leather jacket. (Of course to Wanda, you always looked killer). There was certain politician/government leader that was in the room that you were famous for hating. Not a week went by without you mentioning him being a coward.

Everyone was on edge because it had to go well, it had to, but you could only keep your mouth shut for so long.

Wanda counted the minutes before you exploded; it was ten.

He mentioned something about the LGBTQ+ community, even went so far as to say a slur.

"Excuse me?" Your voice rang out. Deadly as the sharpest knives. Everyone froze, there was not a single soul in the room who was breathing, besides the prick. "You heard me," he said, in that man voice, the 'i do whatever i want, how dare you challenge me' voice.

Wanda could tell you were gonna knock him so hard his spray tan will evaporate off. "LGBTQ+ people are not awful people. And do not deserve to be electrocuted, if you think we're gonna accept that, you need to be impeached on the grounds of oncoming dementia." You snapped. "You got anything to say?" He shouted at Cap in fury. "We all agree with Y/N. I think she's handling our points pretty well actually." At that, Tony took his hand and Steve was smart enough not to look surprised.

You knew, they all knew for that matter, they weren't dating but it was quite the middle finger to give to the politician.

"This meetings over, we'll continue when you stop being a  homophobic asshole."

She tried not to shiver at your tone, you've never, and will never, speak to her like that. But hearing that tone, the 'I'm above you' tone made her flustered.

You walked around to Wanda's shoulders and gently squeezed them reassuringly. Wanda hated being in the spotlight but she also wanted the asshole to know that he was in a room with LGBTQ+ members.

He looked at Wanda (which made you want to punch him in throat) and scoffed, he walked out without another word.

Maria: And baby just be mine for the weekend, We can get a takeaway and sit on the couch.

Keeping Maria to yourself for a weekend was difficult, she was always needed but you were selfish at times. This was one of those times.

You specifically told Fury that you claim her certain weekends, he admired the fact that you didn't even ask, you told him. Because of that (and he knew you made Hill happy) he allowed it. Unless you know, the end of the world was happening.

You guys always got take out, either chinese, italian or just plain pizza. You always tried to cook but most of the time she'd insist cooking. She got a thrill over seeing you happy over a dish she made.

The weekend is spent in pajamas, barely if any makeup, movies and tv. It's the few times Maria can completely let her guard down. She puts her weapons away in the gun safe that's in your shared closet, pets your guys' cat and cuddles with you on the sofa.

Your saturdays with her consist of a horror movie marathon, either super cheesy or regularly cheesy. Even some non cheesy ones. She loves your commentary on them and you love seeing her laugh at the stupid characters.

Sundays are the days where you guys wake up at 7 to watch the sunrise on your balcony with cups of coffee, blankets and the early morning dew or fog. It's a peaceful time, you have a whole playlist for it. Then you two would head in and have a big sunday breakfast which you would invite Fury too if he felt like it (which was often because he couldn't refuse your homemade waffles).

After Fury leaves you two spend the day in bed, soaking in the time you have. Most of the time you're doing naughty activities but after when the suns setting you just lay in each others arms with the tv playing some trashy show.

You two cherished these weekends and Fury would always remark how relaxed Maria looked after one of them.

Natasha: I like my coffee with two sugars in it, high heels and my jewelry drippin'.

You brought a lot of the "girly" back to Nat, because of her childhood being robbed completely she didn't have the same experimentation as other girls who were brought up. As in no dying hair, colorful clothes and playing with makeup (when it wasn't for a mission)

You introduced her to the "self care" days, where you broke out the face masks, bath salts and you two went radio silent (with a warning to the Avengers of course). You two spent the day watching disney movies and taking care of yourselves.

You took her shopping and she ended up liking a lot of luxury brands like Gucci, Chanel and many others. She bought you a Rolex which freaked you out because wow, expensive and you don't wanna break it.

She spoils you endlessly, buying you books when you have a hard day or even brand new fuzzy socks. You spoil her back of course (she's also a sucker for fuzzy socks).

You've created a monster, she is a bad and boujie girl and makes sure people know it.

Shuri: Insecure but I'm workin with it, many things I could get rid of. Ain't about to give it up.

Of course, you were confident in yourself and who you were. But when it came to being smart, that was when you faltered in your self confidence. Your girlfriend was the princess of Wakanda and designed nearly all the technology in the country.

You always pointed it out but Shuri always rolled her eyes, "your smart in your owns way, sweetheart."

"Oh what ways?" You asked, laughing, "I can't do this formula and building stuff."

"You know how to be safe."

"Oh, common sense." She threw a paper ball at you because of your response.

"No, you know war strategy, you know how to train someone who's never been trained in their life. You know weaponry and how to prevent war disasters." She came over to you and wrapped her arms around your waist. "We would be lost without you." She kissed your cheek and swayed with you for a minute.

You knew that wasn't true, because they had generals for all the stuff you do. But T'challa and Shuri have said that you're the favorite because you're compassionate yet stern with people. Talking with Shuri made you feel better as it usually did.

Eventually your insecurities faded, of course they were still there but not as prominent. You worked hard to learn some new things relating to building things. For example, knowing how to fix some stuff if Shuri was busy or out of the country.

But you would never give up your insecurities, because they made you who you were.

[quack-and-yellow]

Can you do dating Roman Bürki eoul includes ? 😊

- Beach holidays (Ibiza being Roman’s favorite)- Getting another dog and arguing about which breed (Roman wants another toy dog like Cliff, which makes you eye him incredulously); in the end you win by adopting a huge mixed breed dog, which ends up melting Roman’s heart because of its sad rescue story; after all, Roman has a soft spot and you love that about him- Your Instagram/Snapchat story featuring Roman during your dates and holidays, also Roman with your two dogs (in other words, your three babies)- Music anytime, anywhere: while driving, while on the plane, during sex, after sex, while cuddling in lazy mornings, while working out and/or running, while preparing breakfast or dinner, when it’s raining, when it’s snowing, when it’s sunny, etc.- Sending each other newly discovered music; “Let’s play this the next time we have sex;” “Yeah, you mean tonight?”- Lazing with him on the open deck of your house (with background music of course 🙄😂)- Said lazing around turns to making out, especially when he starts teasing you- Dreaming about going to Coachella together- Waking up and seeing Roman naked beside you still feels like a dream after all this time because daaaaamn- Lots of staring because daaaaaaaaaaamn 😩- Teasing each other by whispering naughty things in public (Roman loses every time because it can be hard to hide that bulge, can’t it?)- Cuddling; Roman loves to cuddle and spoon you especially on bad days; he can be such an adorable puppy- Not to mention taking care of you when you’re sick and giving you massages when you’re stressed with work or studies- And this:“Are you ready?” You wriggled your eyebrows at Roman as you pulled him towards your bedroom.

Roman’s eyes ran up and down your body, and even if you’re still fully clothed, you can see the lust clouding his dark brown eyes. You smirked in satisfaction.

This was his fault after all. Oh wait, maybe yours. Three weeks ago, while cuddling after sex, you studied his tattooed arm draped around you.“What if I get a tattoo?” you said aloud.“Hmm?” Roman opened an eye to look at you. He had almost drifted to sleep.You traced his tattoos thoughtfully. “I think I want one.”“Okay,” he said, smirking as he played along.“I’m sure of it!” you snapped. “I’m not even scared of the pain.”“That’s my girl.” Roman pulled you closer and kissed your forehead. “Let’s get one together?”“What? You want another one?”“Why not?” he said, shrugging. Then he propped his head on his arm and looked at you, his eyes twinkling. “Wait, I have an idea. Let’s get one separately and when we have sex on our anniversary, the challenge is to look for it.”“You and your ideas!” you said, laughing as you pinch his cheeks. “That’s three weeks from now, can you handle it?”

“It makes it more exciting, you know,” he said, grinning. “So how about another round since the next one is in three weeks?”Fast forward to your anniversary. Roman lay you on the bed, kissing you while fumbling with the buttons of your shirt. You decided to wear it and your tight jeans so that it would take some time to take it off, therefore building the excitement. True enough, Roman groaned in frustration as he tried to tear it out. As for him, he wore a simple white shirt and his usual ripped jeans, which were already on the floor.So that means his new tattoo is not on his arms, you thought as you kissed him back hungrily. Ah fuck, why do I even care?Roman looked like he had forgotten about your challenge after all. He lay on top of you, trailing his lips along the crook of your neck and down to your shoulders as he slid off the straps of your bra. You let out a low moan. Roman quickly took off his boxers and that’s when you saw it.“The Vitruvian Man? Really?” you exclaimed.“Huh? What?” he asked, disoriented. He followed your gaze, which landed on his left thigh.“Oh yeah. Cool, huh?” he said, grinning. “Got it during the first week of our challenge.”You wanted to wince, but you quickly masked it with a laugh, not wanting to ruin his mood. He looked so proud of it. And anyway, you still love him even with his apparent weird taste in tattoos.“Show me yours,” Roman urged excitedly.You held out your wrist and showed him your sun tattoo.“It’s beautiful,” he said, rubbing it with his thumb. “Why the sun?”“Because we both love the sun,” you said as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close to peck his lips. “And because you are my sun. You always brighten my day.”He beamed widely and kissed you softly, tenderly.“We never got to talk about what the winner of this challenge will get,” you said when you broke for air.Roman traced a finger from your forehead down to your lips. “I will never stop shining for you.”

[radioactivepeasant]

Or I could just yoink Calhoun from Wreck-it Ralph and do this:

Project "make Jak and Daxter characters look like they actually have internal organs" continues