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I like 2 Broke Girls. I also like all things Marvel, Doctor Who, Whedonverse and Netflix. If the apocalypse comes, beep me.
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Ok but can we talk about how men and women alike seem to agree Chris Evans has the best ass ever? And like, his butt is that epic in person too, it's not lighting and contouring.
Hm, let’s look at the evidence to make sure… lol
Yes, I would have to agree.
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Thanks James Corden for reminding me of this beautiful gentleman!
JOSH WILD KLINGHOFFER.
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Yo ma Roses! @angel--radio @obsessedtmifangirl
This Is Mah Roes: The TenToo and Rose Version
Written and Illustrated by: songfordecem
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Cherry On The Top - Deke/Reader Fanfiction
This is my first fan-fiction and it’s 2 Broke Girls so get your reading hat on! As it’s my first one please do leave constructive criticism, it will be much appreciated. If you don’t like smut scroll away now!
It’s your first day at bakery school and your partener Deke is a lovely bit of eye-candy!
Warnings:
SMUT
Unprotected Sex
Tags (message me if you want to be added or taken away): @angel–radio, @obsessedtmifangirl, @katdenningsdaily, @2brokegirlsgifs, @2brokegirlsinfo, @2brokegirls-screencapsandstuff
You could feel your heart pounding under your freshly embroidered chef jacket, your skin hot and sticky with beads of sweat dancing down your forehead. It was your first day at pastry school and you were banging your baking partner. What the hell had happened?
Three Hours Earlier
“Hey, the names Deke and you young lady must be y/n!” He said, his deep brown eyes penetrating your own.
“That’s me!” you blurted before punishing yourself for such a dorky reply, ‘I know introductions aren’t your thing y/n, but seriously?’.
Deke reached forward with his smooth yet masculine hand and you met it with yours, blood coursing through your veins with nervousness. You were so focused on that crucial introduction that the stun of electricity that whizzed up your arm and made you shriek with surprise and a moderate amount of pain.
“Cheap move?” Deke chuckled waving a small device in his palm carelessly around the air.
You gave him a playful punch on the arm and told him you’d get your revenge then savoured the last of the tingle that trickled through your system before returning your gaze to his.
‘Hey, newby!’ you were interrupted and quickly turned to find a brunette with an unmissably voluptuous bust and ruby red lips pouting at you on the opposite station, “Could you pass the round nozzle? Ha, there’s a joke there!”
Pining to impress you searched your immediate area, ‘Round nozzle, round nozzle…’ you longed for it to magically appear before your eyes, ‘Aha! Mission accomplished!’. As you stood back up, nozzle in hand, you felt something firm brush against your protruding butt and quickly stepped forward throwing the nozzle over hastily, only to turn back to Deke looking a brilliant shade of pink. You fluttered your eyes down, shocked at what you saw.
“Just the tip! Too late? Dammit I knew there was a joke there!” you barely heard behind you as you frantically racked your brain for something witty to say.
“Just the tip?” you blurted at Deke, ‘Minus points y/n, jeez!’
Then there was an awkward silence for what seemed like eternity but realistically only lasted the remainder of class. Baking patisseries in pairs with only pointing and quick bursts of giggles to communicate is harder than it sounds or rather doesn’t sound.
Every second that ticked by all you could think about was the him. ‘Funny, gorgeous and he has to have some kinks! What’s the worst that could happen? He clearly likes me. Your fucking stupid y/n but you only live once and all that!’
When the class was finally dismissed Deke waited for everyone to filter out before stopping you in the locker room and guiding your body, in front of his, behind a row of loosely hung aprons and chef’s hats.
“Well, this us awkward. Is. This is awkward. Dammit.” He muttered angrily under his breath turning a pale crimson now. “Sorry about today, I got a bit… carried away. I’ll find a new partner tomorrow. I’m sorry.”
“No I’m sorry - it was nice meeting you; I guess I’ll see you around.” you turned around and wiped a tear from blushed cheeks. What were you supposed to do? You’d only just met. You liked him but did you like him that much, surely? You were embarrassed enough as it was! ‘It’s too late.’ you thought and continued forward, holding back tears that flooded your eyes: nobody copes well with rejection. Slowly, you retraced your steps back down the corridor. When you reached the lift you paused. ‘You only live once.’ you repeated, cliché but true. Your finger twitched unwillingly above the ‘up’ button. Your last chance to make the right decision. What were you supposed to do? Then it hit you. Urgently, you leapt back down the corridor, dodging scattered service trolleys as you went.
When you reached Deke you found yourself short of breath but nevertheless slammed him against a row a lockers and caressed his chest, bringing your body ever closer.
“Deke, will you be my partner?” you whispered into his ear then bit it with a tigress passion.
Cautiously you slipped your right hand down onto his erect length, you could feel his body’s tremoring begin to relax which allowed you to calm yourself. You tilted your head upwards and seized his lips, letting your tongue delve into the unknown, whilst beginning to rock your hand on him with enough pressure to make him squirm.
“Not here.” He panted and pushed you into a small broom cupboard to your left. You’d forgotten about the class, the girl with the ruby red lips, it wasn’t a cake nozzle you were fondling this time; this was so unnatural for you, so sudden but somehow it felt right.
Tingling feelings shot up your vagina, not the electric shocker this time… you hoped. You needed him, more than anything here and now so when he unbuttoned your pants you were euphoric. Neither of you could wait to remove your clothing so stood half naked teasing each other with strokes.
“I think you found the round nozzle.” Deke smirked, “Are you sure about this?”
With that you slipped him inside of you, using your arms to pump his muscular body gracefully before he took over but with force pushing you to the point. You threw your hands around his frizzy brown hair and tugged with frustrated might.
“You've… got…it.” you groaned.
“Oh I know!” gripping his finger tips into your ass and driving you harder. “Are you ready?” Once last manoeuvre tipped you both over the edge, cum seeping into each other as a sign of gratefulness. One hand now on the wall for stability, you rested your forehead, wet with sweat, on his, a grin on both your faces. “Sure, I’ll be your partner!” he exclaimed, panting to catch his breath.
“I love pastry school but that was the cherry in the top!”
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Made this just in case anyone needs some complimentary Tenny to brighten up whatever time of day they happen to be in at the moment.💕
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“The Avengers and their favorite T-shirts” Series - Post 3/3
You can find POST ONE here (Tony, Steve, Bucky and Sam) and POST TWO here (Clint, Natasha, Thor, Bruce and Clint + Sam).
If you are interested, some of these T-shirts really exist! You can find them here: Wanda - Pietro - Vision - Hope - T’Challa - Rhodey - Sharon - Peter - Sam
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The Avengers and Their Favorite T-Shirts” Series. (Post 2/3)
If you are interested, these t-shirts really exist : Clint- Natasha - Thor - Bruce - Clint (Angry Birds) - Sam (Angry Birds)
POST 1/3 (Tony, Steve, Bucky, Sam) is available here. (Next batch soon: The Twins, Scott, Rhodey then, The Vision and The Wasp)
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“The Avengers and Their Favorite T-Shirts” Series. (Post 1/3)
If you are interested, these t-shirts really exist (except Sam’s, it was a bit modified): Tony - Steve - Bucky - Sam
Next batch - 2016: Thor, Natasha, Clint and Bruce. Then: Wanda, Pietro, Scott and Rhodey. I’ll add The Vision and The Wasp later. Also in 2016: a Supernatural version feat. team Sam-Dean-Cas ♥
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Cherry On The Top - Deke/Reader Fanfiction
This is my first fan-fiction and it’s 2 Broke Girls so get your reading hat on! As it’s my first one please do leave constructive criticism, it will be much appreciated. If you don’t like smut scroll away now!
It’s your first day at bakery school and your partener Deke is a lovely bit of eye-candy!
Warnings:
SMUT
Unprotected Sex
Tags (message me if you want to be added or taken away): @angel--radio, @obsessedtmifangirl, @katdenningsdaily, @2brokegirlsgifs, @2brokegirlsinfo, @2brokegirls-screencapsandstuff
You could feel your heart pounding under your freshly embroidered chef jacket, your skin hot and sticky with beads of sweat dancing down your forehead. It was your first day at pastry school and you were banging your baking partner. What the hell had happened?
Three Hours Earlier
“Hey, the names Deke and you young lady must be y/n!” He said, his deep brown eyes penetrating your own.
“That’s me!” you blurted before punishing yourself for such a dorky reply, ‘I know introductions aren’t your thing y/n, but seriously?’.
Deke reached forward with his smooth yet masculine hand and you met it with yours, blood coursing through your veins with nervousness. You were so focused on that crucial introduction that the stun of electricity that whizzed up your arm and made you shriek with surprise and a moderate amount of pain.
“Cheap move?” Deke chuckled waving a small device in his palm carelessly around the air.
You gave him a playful punch on the arm and told him you’d get your revenge then savoured the last of the tingle that trickled through your system before returning your gaze to his.
‘Hey, newby!’ you were interrupted and quickly turned to find a brunette with an unmissably voluptuous bust and ruby red lips pouting at you on the opposite station, “Could you pass the round nozzle? Ha, there’s a joke there!”
Pining to impress you searched your immediate area, ‘Round nozzle, round nozzle…’ you longed for it to magically appear before your eyes, ‘Aha! Mission accomplished!’. As you stood back up, nozzle in hand, you felt something firm brush against your protruding butt and quickly stepped forward throwing the nozzle over hastily, only to turn back to Deke looking a brilliant shade of pink. You fluttered your eyes down, shocked at what you saw.
“Just the tip! Too late? Dammit I knew there was a joke there!” you barely heard behind you as you frantically racked your brain for something witty to say.
“Just the tip?” you blurted at Deke, ‘Minus points y/n, jeez!’
Then there was an awkward silence for what seemed like eternity but realistically only lasted the remainder of class. Baking patisseries in pairs with only pointing and quick bursts of giggles to communicate is harder than it sounds or rather doesn’t sound.
Every second that ticked by all you could think about was the him. ‘Funny, gorgeous and he has to have some kinks! What’s the worst that could happen? He clearly likes me. Your fucking stupid y/n but you only live once and all that!’
When the class was finally dismissed Deke waited for everyone to filter out before stopping you in the locker room and guiding your body, in front of his, behind a row of loosely hung aprons and chef’s hats.
“Well, this us awkward. Is. This is awkward. Dammit.” He muttered angrily under his breath turning a pale crimson now. “Sorry about today, I got a bit… carried away. I’ll find a new partner tomorrow. I’m sorry.”
“No I’m sorry - it was nice meeting you; I guess I’ll see you around.” you turned around and wiped a tear from blushed cheeks. What were you supposed to do? You’d only just met. You liked him but did you like him that much, surely? You were embarrassed enough as it was! ‘It’s too late.’ you thought and continued forward, holding back tears that flooded your eyes: nobody copes well with rejection. Slowly, you retraced your steps back down the corridor. When you reached the lift you paused. ‘You only live once.’ you repeated, cliché but true. Your finger twitched unwillingly above the ‘up’ button. Your last chance to make the right decision. What were you supposed to do? Then it hit you. Urgently, you leapt back down the corridor, dodging scattered service trolleys as you went.
When you reached Deke you found yourself short of breath but nevertheless slammed him against a row a lockers and caressed his chest, bringing your body ever closer.
“Deke, will you be my partner?” you whispered into his ear then bit it with a tigress passion.
Cautiously you slipped your right hand down onto his erect length, you could feel his body’s tremoring begin to relax which allowed you to calm yourself. You tilted your head upwards and seized his lips, letting your tongue delve into the unknown, whilst beginning to rock your hand on him with enough pressure to make him squirm.
“Not here.” He panted and pushed you into a small broom cupboard to your left. You’d forgotten about the class, the girl with the ruby red lips, it wasn’t a cake nozzle you were fondling this time; this was so unnatural for you, so sudden but somehow it felt right.
Tingling feelings shot up your vagina, not the electric shocker this time… you hoped. You needed him, more than anything here and now so when he unbuttoned your pants you were euphoric. Neither of you could wait to remove your clothing so stood half naked teasing each other with strokes.
“I think you found the round nozzle.” Deke smirked, “Are you sure about this?”
With that you slipped him inside of you, using your arms to pump his muscular body gracefully before he took over but with force pushing you to the point. You threw your hands around his frizzy brown hair and tugged with frustrated might.
“You've… got…it.” you groaned.
“Oh I know!” gripping his finger tips into your ass and driving you harder. “Are you ready?” Once last manoeuvre tipped you both over the edge, cum seeping into each other as a sign of gratefulness. One hand now on the wall for stability, you rested your forehead, wet with sweat, on his, a grin on both your faces. “Sure, I’ll be your partner!” he exclaimed, panting to catch his breath.
“I love pastry school but that was the cherry in the top!”
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