#sorry guys I've dine my salting

[imthepunchlord]

It’s so stupid that people try to do that thing where they’re like, what if instead of having the two guys fight over the girl they get together, for Luka x Adrien. Like, wow screwing over Marinette once again

To me, it's not really an issue to go the mlm route of a love triangle, or the flf or flm side either. I'm only bothered when content for the ship is done to make a jab at a character for not getting either, which sets it up more as a spite ship than one to just enjoy.

I'll give it that sometimes it can be justified and a catharsis, but that's an each to their own as it can depend on the characters.

Just block and blacklist. You'll be happier for it.

[httpsdana]

84 Jude bellingham with a Brazilian reader PLEEASE

Sal o Azúcar ?~Jude Bellingham

*GIF isn't mine. credits to the owner*

I PUBLISHED THIS AND REALIZED THE REQUEST SAID BRAZILIAN READER. IWROTE THIS AS SPANISH IM SO SORRY. EITHER WAYS I HOPE YOU ENJOY <3

you can request from my prompt list

this is my master list

players/drivers I write for

84-“as much as I love listening to your native language, you know I can’t understand shit.”

warning: this is google translated spanish

"why wouldn't you let me help you" Jude whined, following y/n around in the kitchen

"Jude. I've told you this a million times before. I cannot fuck up tonights dinner. this is the first time your parents are coming over here to Madrid and you helping me isn't gonna be the best choice" y/n repeated, sighing at the boy who was following her around

"that's really offensive" Jude mumbled, sitting down on the countertop

y/n knew he wasnt actually sad, but she was right about everything she said. Jude wasn't the best help in the kitchen

"you can help me by bringing me the ingredients when I want them" she suggested making Jude's face lit up

he nodded excitedly, jumping off the counter and standing next to her.

She started preparing the dinner with Jude standing next to her. The soup she was preparing needed salt and needed to be stirred well and she shouldn't stop the stirring

"Jude. salt please" she said, urging him to rush

He grabbed the jar of 'salt' and gave it to her. y/n, without looking, grabbed a big amount of it and put it over the soup, and continued her stirring

"thanks babe" she said, smiling at Jude. He pressed a kiss on the top of her head, and stood beside her until she finished everything for the dinner

"Denise. Mark. its so good to see you guys again" y/n said, hugging the couple in front of her

"come on in. Jude is just getting dressed" she led them to the living room

"of course he's still late. I wonder if you're the one who waits for him when getting reafy for a date" his dad joked, making the three of them laugh

"I heard that"Jude said from behind, annoyance evident in his voice, but a smile was plastered on his face because of seeing his parents after a few months

He gave them both a hug, and they sat down for a chat

"I actually helped y/n with dinner" Jude said proudly, making his parents laugh

"oh no. how did that go?" Denise asked, making Jude put an offended hand on his chest

"it was alright. I didn't let him do anything beside bringing me the ingredients" y/n said, making his mother laugh

"that was a good choice. when he was young I had to beg him to leave me cook alone" she said, making her husband and y/n laugh

"that's not true" Jude gasped, making them laugh harder

"enough talking about how bad Jude is in cooking, how about I serve you guys dinner?" y/n got up, leading them to the dining room

She went to the kitchen, with Jude following her

"that wasn't nice" he pouted, making her chuckle

"well...we were only speaking the truth" she shrugged, placing her hands on his chest, his hands placing themselves on her hips

He just laughed, and leaned down, pressing his lips on hers. Before he had the chance to deepen the kiss, y/n moved back and pushed him away

"stop your parents are waiting for the food" she turned, grabbing the pot of soup

"take this. and I'll bring the rest" she gave it to Jude

They all sat down for dinner. y/n filling up the bowls of soup for the parents

Denise had the first sip of her soup, before she started coughing hard

"everything okay?" y/n asked, worried something might had happened to her

"honey. I think you're mistaken between the salt and sugar" she said, making y/n turn to look at Jude. He had an awkward look on his face when his girlfriend glared at him

"you gave me the sugar instead of the salt?" y/n asked, making Mark laugh out loud at his son

"how was I supposed to know its sugar instead of salt?" Jude said defensively

"Joder, Jude, ponemos la sal en el tarro azul y el azúcar en el tarro rosa." y/n said in an angry tone. before realizing she was speaking spanish instead on english (fucking hell Jude. we put the salt in the blue jar and the sugar in the pink jar)

Jude looked at her dumbfounded, before speaking up

“as much as I love listening to your native language, you know I can’t understand shit.” he said, making his parents chuckle

y/n let out a sigh, rubbing her temple before turning to his parents

"I'm really sorry guys. I promise he won't be entering the kitchen again" she glared at Jude

Denise shook her head and said everything was fine

"I think the rest of the food has sugar instead of salt too, how about we order some pizza?" Jude said with an awkward smile

They all laughed, before nodding

"let me do the talking. I don't think your spanish is good enough to order a normal pizza" y/n joked, grabbing the phone from Jude's hand

[lanshappycorner]

"I'm sorry for not doing art/writing requests-" *grabs your shoulders* so you agree? That they're requests? And someone is requesting you to do something and you have the power to say no or leave it around in ur askbox for who knows how long until you simply feel like it?

I'm sorry for rambling out of no where I've just seen this happen very often but especially on tumblr. I feel like bc we have formal askboxes and dedicated art/imagines blogs that the word "request" has lost its meaning. Request doesnt mean "this person will send me an ask and I Must do it" a request is just that. A request. "Is it possible for you to draw this or write that for me" the answer can be no. The answer can be yeah maybe if I feel like it in the far future. You don't have to apologize for not doing "requests".

Its like ur at a dining table with many ppl and someone asks u to pass the salt. You can do it, or you don't because you don't feel like it. Even if u don't do it, they can ask someone else at the table to grab it. What if ur arm was sore or someone else was in the way of you grabbing the salt. Either ways theres no consequences if u don't grab the salt. The worst thing that could happen is that u dont grab the salt and the person who asked gets upset, but who actually gets upset over that? If ur angry I didn't pass u the salt then idk why ur here u petty loser (meaning if u dont do a request and someone gets butthurt it's not on you, it's on them for assuming that their REQUEST is something that is Obligatory)

Personally whenever I open art requests I always make sure to say that I don't guarantee that I'll get to all of ur requests or if ill get to any at all. Maybe ill feel like drawing requests but the moment I get them I don't feel like it anymore. What r u gonna do abt it ?? Get inside my brain and make me do it ?? Lmao

Plus I usually also word it as "suggestions". Instead of requesting that I draw something, you are suggesting that I do it. I can take ur suggestion or I can not. Does it majorly effect my life or yours? Absolutely not. If u walk up to someone in the street and tell them "hey I think u should dye ur hair purple" if they do it, good for u guys! If they dont, no one loses a thing.

This is just my 2 cents on the matter bc I've seen it happening often, esp to younger creators who feel like they have to please their audience to be relevant or sumn idk I promise u just do what u want and make things for urself and everything will be ok

[a-black-pegasus]

Ok here's part two just a hurried addition on my part. Not a lot of thought just random blips of ideas... Ok take it away!

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Peter was secured in Stephan's pocket, but that didn't keep Stephan from being worried.

"Ok Doc let's go!" Peter excitedly urged.

Strange sighed. "Remember to stay by me."

Peter nodded, and didn't flinched h at his words. The muffling charm seemed to be working. With a wave of his hand, Stephen created a portal and stepped through. He had beforehand told tiny about Peter's "condition" but he never expected this reaction. As the Portal faded away with a burst of sparks he was swarmed by people on all sides.

"Where's Peter?" Shuri grinned.

"What?"

"Yeah weres the little guy! We want to see him!" Clint and Natasha stepped forward.

"What? No! It's not—"

"I'm down here!" Peter yelled drawing the attention of the crowd. "Hi everybody!" He waved. The many faces in the grinned widely. A man Stephen knew as only the Winter soldier, swiped Peter from his pocket and carried him away."

"Hey wait a minute!" Stephen called stepping forward, his hands glowing, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"It's Gandalf! Hey, where you been?" Tony's familiar voice echoed in his ear. "Ive been leaving texts. I've been inviting you over to every social I throw. Not a word! I had to send the kid and look how well that turned out." Tony shook his head.

Stephen huffed. "I am truly sorry Stark." He began apologizing. "It was an accident, I—"

Tony waved him off and smirked. "Take it easy Dumbledore, the crowd loves Peter! Look at him!" He said pointing over to the huge dining table.

Everyone had scooted their chair as close as they could to the middle where Peter was doing things.

"Peter, Would you pass the salt please?" Wanda asked giving Peter a playful smile.

"Sure thing!" Peter grabbed the salt and dashed across the table, running the shaker to her. "Tada!" He beamed.

Wanda bopped his head gently. "Thank you Peter! Your the best!" "

"Hey Peter!" Cap began. "Can you let Bucky hold you so he can test out his new arm?"

Peter ran over. "Mr. Barnes has a new arm? Awesome!" Stephan watched to his horror as this "Bucky" lowered a metal arm for Peter to step on.

"Oh no. Peter!" Stephen yelled, levitating over the crowd directly to Peter. He bent down and picked him up out of the hand. "That's enough! Peter is not a toy you cretins!" He glared down at the cap and bucky, holding Peter close to his chest much to the dissapointed groans and amused snickers of the crowd. Peter himself let out a moan.

"Aww, but Dr. Strange! We were having so much fun!"

Stephan rolled his eyes. "Yeah, and that fun will turn to trouble soon." He sighed at Peters dissapionted look. "Its almost time to eat. Why don't we go sit down?" He suggested. Peter nodded and they went to find a seat."

Tony had gone all out for the dinner (as billionaires do) the massive tables, were filled with covered bowls and plates that had been prepared previously by the best cooks money could afford. Twelve chairs sat around each table.

As Stephan headed to his seat, tony took his place at the head and cleared his throat. "Hey! Thank you all for coming. I know that you all took time out of your busy schedules and jobs, to be here and I appreciate that."

"Saving the world has a schedule?" Scott lang (Ant-Man) shouted from his end of the table, bringing chuckles from the crowd.

Tonys mouth twitched upward. "Well at least I know if I ever have an ant infestation I'll be sure to call on Scott." The table laughed goodnaturedly, and Scott retorted back, 'i'm only here for the free food' before leaning back in his chair, and crossing his arms.

Having gained control of the crowd tony continued. "We don't often get to see each other, so.." he took his glass. "I know Capatain icicle over there would probably be able to say this better," he teased shooting a look to Steve, "But, what the hell. To teammates who are friends, and friends that are family, let's hope we can keep the earth safe a little while longer!" He raised it and took a sip.

Some people whooped or cheered but they all took a drink.

Tony sat down. "All right well now that that's over let's see what kind of food 2.5 million dollars can buy." He mumbled.

Stephen had lowered Peter on the table and had set aside a small plate for him. "What would you like Peter?" He asked as the lids were lifted.

Peters eyes widened to the size of buttons. "Whoa! Look at all of this!" He gasped, weaving in and out of the dishes. "There's so much! I want to try it all!" He grinned turning to the doctor.

Stephen couldn't help but smile. "Well I can give you a little of many of them, but I don't know if- "

"Peter! Come try this!" Shuri called, from her seat next to ta'challa. "I don't know what it is but it's somewhat like jollof rice. Its very good!" Despite Stephens protest Peter walked over, eyeing the panther king nervously. He had yet to meet the black panther formally.

Ta'challa nodded to him. "So this is Peter Parker you are always texting to?" He asked. "He's very small."

Peter blushed, as shuri slapped her brothers arm. "Don't be an idiot. This isn't pernament right Peter?"

Peter shook his head a little more at ease.

"See? Honestly..." She turned to Peter. "Later you have to tell me how this happened, but first try some of this!" She pushed the edge of her plate to him. Peter was a little hesitant about just taking off someone else's plate. An encouraging smile put his mind to ease however, and he stuffed a few grains of rice in his mouth. Immideatly his face lit up."

"This is so awesome!" He praised reaching for some more rice. "Thank you!"

"No problem Peter." Shuri laughed.

"Hey Peter, if you like that come over here and try this!" It was Bruce. He waved peter over. The rest of the meal was just Peter going from plate to plate trying whatever his friends at the table gave him. With each new food he walked further and further from the Stephen.

Stephen tried to call Peter back, but was stopped by tony.

"Hey, Stephen relax. No one's going to hurt Peter ok? Just look at him."

Stephen huffed once more. Peter was showing off his streangth at his miniture size by lifting a fork over his head.

"He's so...

"Stupid? Fun? Awesome and lovable?" Tony filled in.

"Reckless."

Tony slapped Stephens arm. "That's teenagers for ya."

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That's all I got I'm sorry I'm going to bed. Good night! :) :D

Worried Doctor Strange and his recently shrunken victim, Peter.

I managed to scribble this out on the bus on the way to work, I know it’s not my best, but I won’t be able to do another story ask till tonight sorry! *

Stephen strange stood on the other side of the room. As he was reading from the library if the Sanctum Santorum he had come across a new spell that he wanted to try. Almost immediatly he had gone to the practice hall- a large room directly right from the entrance of the building- and had set a target to try said spell on.

An apple.

The spell recommended distance when realesing the enchantment. Which is why he stood on the other side of the room. He had powered the spell up and was on the verge of realesing it when the door opened.

“Peter!” Stephen called out, and in his shock he let go of the bright ball of magic in his hand. It shot forward and smacked Peter right in the chest, sinking through his clothes into him. Peter looked up at strange, an apology at his tounge and fear in his eyes when he staggered forward and fell.

Stephen was at Peters side in an instant but it was to late the spell had already begun to take place. A bright light swarmed him and in the next moment Strange, Peter layed on the ground only three inches tall.

Stephen’s hand shook as he slid his gloved fingers underneath Peter. “Oh god.”

Gently he stood, cupping Peter in his hands as he walked out of training hall. He wasn’t sure where he was going but he couldn’t stay here. Automatically his feet wandered into the library where he had first gotten the book.

But he couldn’t put Peter down, he didn’t want to put Peter down…but he didn’t need to as he began to stir.

He rolled to his side, and grab his head. “Augh….what happened?” Strange gave a breathy sigh and spoke.

“Peter, I’m so sorry.” At once Peter slapped his hands over his ears and spun around. When he saw the doctor he jumped.

“Whoa! You’re huge!” Peter gasped a grin forming on his face. “What happened?”

Stephen couldn’t help but chuckle at first, but then his face turned firm. “Peter.” When peter winced he lowered his voice. “Peter I’m afraid I am the same…. It is you who shrunk.”

“What?” Peter walked over to the edge of stranges hand to try to look over the edge, but Stephen held him back.

“Whoa, be careful Peter.” He stressed, moving his hand so Peter was made to sit. “You can get hurt very easily while like this.”

“Don’t worry sir I’ll be careful!” Peter tried to assure him. “Can you put me down now?”

Stephen hesitated. “Maybe I should just hold you until I can reverse the spell.”

Peter frowned. “Ok, but it’ll only be a few minutes right?” He looked up hopefully.

“Right.” Stephen agreed planting a forced smile on his face. Holding Peter I one hand he grabbed the book and flipped to the page the shrinking spell was on he read on. “…distance…power….results….Time till wear! Hear it is.” He cleared his throat and read outloud. “subject will regain size in approximately one to three weeks.” Stephen’s face flushed.

“Doc it’s ok! I’ll be alright! I’ll….”

Stephens mind began to race. How was he supposed to keep Peter safe? Their was an attack somewhere or another every other day. The sanctum itself was attacked almost weekly. Then he thought of stark tower. Stark! Tony was going to freak when he saw Peter! He would probably want him to stay there.

He was broken from his thoughts by Peter. “Dr. Strange! Doc! Hey, I’m going to be ok!”

“Of course Peter why wouldn’t you be.” He murmured.

“Yeah, but are you going to be alright? You look a little…

"I’m fine Peter.” Stephen brushed off. “It’s you whom I’m concerned about.”

“Well don’t be! I’m ok!” He said cheerfully. “This is kinda awesome! I’ve always wondered what it would be like if I was spider size!”

“Spider size?”

Peter stopped looking around and rubbed his neck. “Well you know…” He mumbled something about “just curious” and “it’d be cool”. Stephen smiled a little. But then a thought struck him.

“Peter, why did you come here? Do you need something?”

“Mr. Stark wanted to invite you to the Dinner he’s throwing tonight.” He blurted out. “Everyone is going to be there: Mr. Steve, Hawkeye, Miss Romanoff, Shuri…” He listed a few more names before Stephen cut him off.

“No.”

“Aww why not? Your always cooped up here!”

Stephen wrapped two fingers around Peter. “I’m not going, and neither are you.”

Peters jaw dropped. “What!? You can’t do that!

"Peter! Do you realize all the things that could happen, even accidentally, at your size?”

Peter opened and closed his mouth looking for words to say. “They… I know them! Its not like their going to crush me, or anything! They’re my friends.”

Strange wanted to roll his eyes but didn’t. “Despite that, they can get carried away. What about your ears?”

“Huh?”

Strange huffed. “When I spoke at a normal volume you needed to cover your ears. Well multiply that by about a hundred Peter.”

Peter moved forward, till he was stopped by Stephan’s thumb. “But… But that was jusg me getting use to everything at first! Can’t I like wear earbuds or something? What about!—” he turned and paced around stranges hand. “What if you put like a some sort of my magic on me so that the voices aren’t so loud!” He suggested.

“What? No.”

“What if you went and kept an eye on me? Nothing bad could happen if you’re there!” He grinned.

This time Stephan actually did roll his eyes. “Nice try Peter.”

Peter kept his grin. “I’m serious! If someone is all like ‘wahh! I'mma step on you!’ then you can be all 'no your not’ and blast them or something! Only don’t blast them, 'cause I’m sure it would be an accident.”

Stephan took a breath and sat down. “Fine. Fine! But you have to stay by me the entire night!”

Peter jumped, nearly giving strange a heart attack. “Awesome! You’ll see it’ll be great!”

Stephan very much doubted that.____________________________________________Probably tomorrow I’ll add a part two underneath. Until then thanks for the ask and for reading!