June 2012
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POSHDELIGHT: Another Avengers Gif Challenge!!!!! →
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Another Avengers Gif Challenge!!!!!
Your childhood with your 45th gif:
Your reaction when you discover your powers with your 89th gif:
Okay, so I just got the distinct impression my superpower is booty bouncin’.
What you do when you realize you’re a superhero with your 34th gif:
“This night, and every night hereafter, shall be rainbow rumpus partytown night.”
Show us your reaction to defeating your first enemy with your 13th gif:
Count ten gifs from the end to show how the public feels about you:
HAHAHHLHADHAHAHHSUFLIAEIFFFUCK
I DO NOT HAVE A TRUMPETING BUTT!!!11!
Your reaction to being recruited is your 50th gif:
Two gifs from the end is your reaction when you realize you’re stuck in a plane with a guy who turns into a green rage monster:
“Listen, buck-o. I bet your emerald ass is pretty fly in Ohio, but you better believe you ain’t seen a booty rockin’ like mine. There can only be one giant-rumped rainbow pimp daddy on this hero-plane….”
The 35th gif is how you feel about Loki being imprisoned on the hellicarrier:
“I found you, miss new booty”
“You know, instead of getting upset about all these sexy butts challenging mine, I could put together my own ass party…. And then it truly WILL be a rainbow rumpus partytown!!!”
(It had to be Thor asdhjasv gif folder, what are you even, my Thorki feels)
Nick Fury is withholding information. How you feel with your 71st gif:
I don’t- I don’t… I… Yes, okay.
Apparently I’m too caught up with the idea of a rumpus party town to be concerned with Nick Fury’s secret keeping.
Tony Stark is bugging you and calling you a nickname. React with your 11th gif:
“You know how it burns me, these claims that I have a trumpeting BUTT”
Captain America is doing his whole patriotic good-boy schtick. React with your 56th gif:
Only Captain America make dat ass drop.
So apparently a demi-god who is brother to the bad guy and talks like he wishes he was chilling with Shakespeare is hanging with you guys. React with the 59th gif:
“I LIKE BIG BUTTS AND I CANNOT LIE, YOU OTHA BROTHAS CAN’T DENY-“
Your reaction when Black Widow tries to make a deal with Loki with your 44th gif:
“-THAT WHEN A GIRL WALKS IN WITH AN ITTY BITTY WASTE AND A ROUND THING IN YOUR FACE YOU GET-“
Your 5th gif shows how you fight when Loki’s people invade your ship:
“-SPRUNG!! WANT TO PULL UP TOUGH ‘CAUSE YOU NOTICED THAT BUTT WAS STUFFED DEEP IN THE JEANS SHE’S WEARIN’-“
Your reaction to Phil Coulson’s death with your 119th gif:
“-I’M HOOKED AND I CAN’T STOP STARIN’”
SOMEBODY SHOOT MEEEEE
Your reaction when Hawkeye is apparently a good guy now with your last gif:
“NOBODY brings an ass in here better than mine!!”
You’re stationed on the ground with Hawkeye, Black Widow, and Captain America during the fight for Manhattan. Tell us how you fight with your 37th gif:
KJAHJLVSHAVHJD I truly am the aSS MASTER!!!!!!!!!!
I think I threw it at Hawkeye though. I could not deny dat ass.
Giant evil whale things pop out of the sky! React with your 39th gif:
“Iron man’s bringing the party he’s brinnging the parrtyyy Its an aaSSS RUMPUS GODDAMN PARTY ISN”T ITITHSE LBJSBEFBJE”
You sent them aliens back to where they belong. React with your 61st gif:
“Wobbly wobble wa-wob wobble wobbin’
Against our ass force, you were bound to be fallin’”
Alternatively, “….My ass dates back to the twelfth century, you know.”
It looks like Tony’s gonna die! React with your 10th gif:
hit the breAKS HIT THE BREAKS
Tony wants to go eat shawarma. React with your fourth to last gif:
….. face down, ass up, that’s the way we like to shawarma?
Loki captured again! And Thor is apparently taking him and the Tesseract. React with your 149th gif:
“Oh no, Thor. Its okay. JUST KEEP DANCING ON MY CHEST YOU BOOTY-HOGGING BASTARD”
React how you feel about eating shawarma with everybody with your 20th gif:
… And then I returned to my people in Asslantis.
sunnystars: In Defense of the Superfamily →
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So I saw a post on my dash that was wondering why people “ship” the Superfamily (and talking down on them), so instead of hijacking the post, let me just offer a rebuttal here through a few well-known examples.
First off, I don’t usually ship things that don’t have any…
jesus only had 12 followers
but they talked to him
why don’t you guys talk to me
Seriously, I don’t even care if you’re the creepy one
- mom: *calls my name*
- me: what
- mom:
- me: what
- mom:
- me: what
- mom:
- me: what
- mom: *yells my name*
- me: what
- mom: WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING ME
pondatus replied to your post: “For fuck’s sake,”…
I WAS JUST BORN THIS WAY MAN. CAN’T CONTAIN IT.
You’re a goddamn wizard. I love your butt.
Also, I did read the fanfic out loud, like right away, before I re-read it and gave you reaction gifs and whatnot. But I’m going to like… send it to you. And not upload it. Because I’m shyyyy.
"For fuck's sake," Dave said when he got home early the next morning and saw John. He glared at Bro, who was leaving for work. "Real mature, Bro." Bro smirked and zipped out the door. "Oh, hi Dave," John said sleepily, waking up at the sound of the door and rubbing his eyes. "Me and Bro were playing a game. I won." Dave's eyebrow twitched with anger, but when John grabbed his sleeve and said, "Wanna try and beat me?" Dave couldn't be mad any more. He was busy trying to win, after all.
PONDATUS. Why are you PERFFEEECTTTT????????
Finally, John couldn't wait any longer. He pushed his hand down, stroking himself over the edge quickly and, though he politely tried not to get Bro's shirt dirty, he was pretty sure he failed. He gave a little sigh of happiness, and then giggled when he looked up at Bro's face. "See, I told you I won," he said, and then snuggled into a slightly more comfortable position. "Better luck next time." Bro stood up, said, "Huh, I guess you're alright," and was gone. John fell asleep smiling.
AGsvADHGfvasf, LOCKY
And then Bro's lips were on John's neck and he was sucking and his hands were pushing John's hips into the squeaking, old couch and John's ability to have coherent thoughts was replaced with a fuzzy pleasure that made him whine for more. Bro's sharp nails bit patterns into his side as they crawled up and down his ribs. All John could do was push up against him and try not to moan too girlishly, though his second goal failed after Bro started tracing John's collarbone with his tongue.
With his strong, gloved hands, Bro arranged John on the couch so he was lying down. He felt like one of Bro's puppets, and knew his face was red, and the slip was doing nothing to hide his... heterosexuality, but he didn't care about any of that. Dave's warning echoed in his head again, but if this is what Dave meant by bullshit, then John was pretty sure he was a fan. The SS Bullshit was going down the Creepy Crossdressing River to Hornyville, and John was first in line for a trip.
“The SS Bullshit was going down the Creepy Crossdressing River to Hornyville…”
Bro gave a low laugh. "Dave's right, you do talk too much." John's whole body was tense, and he could feel tears at the edges of his eyes from the pain, but he wasn't thinking about that. Right now, all John was thinking about was how suddenly hot he was for Bro, and how he could get him to do that again. The stupid slip started to feel like a corset or something as his sweat caused it to stick to his body, and John couldn't tell if it was Bro or the slip that was making it hard to breathe.
"Oh, ha, I think you might have the wrong-- oh!" Bro dropped on his knees in front of John and, one ninja move later, he flung John's bring green boxers across the room. They landed in a pile of smuppets and John knew that meant he was never getting them back. John figured he had more important matters to attend to anyway, and he opened his mouth again to state his sexuality when Bro leaned up and bit down hard on John's bottom lip. John felt Bro's tongue swipe across the cut and he gasped.
“And John knew that meant he was never getting them back.”
BRO NO DAS GAY
"I won!" John said finally, his voice a bit too loud. "You're speechless, so I won, so ha! Ha ha!" He turned around to grab his clothes but Bro zoomed in front of him. He grabbed John's chin and made him look up. John dropped his shirt again. "You sure? I think I'm the one who won." Bro's calloused fingers ran down John's neck and started pulling a strap off his shoulder and John backed away from him, falling back onto the couch. He thought maybe Bro thought he was a homosexual!
A HOMOSEXUAL, JOHN, NEVER!!!!1!13!
The slip was tight, so John had to tug on it to get it on properly. It felt tight across his chest, of course it did, because it wasn't like he was a girl, and he fixed his boxers slightly as he gave Bro a triumphant look. He didn't realize how hard he was biting his bottom lip until he tasted blood on his tongue and he quickly clamped his jaw shut. Bro continued to just... watch, and John scratched at the half-healed cuts on his arms as he waited for Bro's next move.
what will iT BE WHAT WILL IT BEEE
