Girls with a Plan

Sarah & Talia Rogers. 17-year-old daughters of Rebecca Barnes & Steve Rogers. Currently training to be the next generation of Avengers. [Private & Highly Selective RP Blog. Mun is 21+] Tracking: withaplan

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Send me ‘Yes Mommy/Daddy’ for me to pick from the caregiver list

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[sazandorable]

BIG FAT DOMESTICITY QUESTIONS MEME (ETA: I ADDED SOME MORE)

Do we all agree that thinking about your ship being domestic is hnnnnnng? Ok. And I want to do an askbox meme. But I don’t like all the questions from the two usual domesticity memes. SO I compiled both, reorganized the questions, took away repeats, tweaked some of them, and added more questions that I thought of, and you should feel free to reblog or message me with more questions to add to the list, and then also ask me ships with a question’s number and we can all drown in domestic feelings. Because domesticity, is why.

how did they first kiss?

who flirts more?

how did the relationship start?

how did they start living together? do they move? how do they choose the place?

do they have roommates?

do they get married (or equivalent)?

do they have kids?

do they have pets?

do they act different in public and at home?

big spoon/little spoon?

sleeping habits?

favorite non-sexual activity?

favorite sexual activity?

how often do they have sex?

what habits of the other drives them crazy?

how often do they fight?

most trivial thing they fight over?

who uses all the hot water?

who does most of the cleaning?

what do they watch on tv and do they fight for the remote?

who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working?

who answers the phone?

who steals the blankets?

who remembers things?

who does the groceries?

who cooks normally?

who leaves their stuff lying everywhere?

what kind of stuff can be found around their place?

what do their cupboards or shelves look like?

what does their closet(s) look like?

what do they do when they’re away from each other?

do they have nicknames or pet names for each other?

how do they refer to the other in public? how do other people refer to the other? (i.e. “my partner”, “ask your father”, "dad and papa", "how’s your wife?“, etc)

who is more likely to pay for dinner?

how often do they go on dates?

typical date night? out or at home?

do they celebrate birthdays, valentine’s day, anniversaries?

what would they get each other for gifts?

how do they spend christmas and new year’s (or equivalent family gatherings)?

who cusses more?

what would they do if the other one was hurt?

what are little gestures they do for each other?

do they know how the other takes their coffee/tea?

do they feel they see each other enough, or do they have activities that take too much of their time?

do they friend/follow each other on facebook/tumblr/livejournal/skype/etc?

(added) morning routine?

how do they make up after a fight?

[russkiyuragan-archive-blog-deac]

🐾 (For Shane, from Sarah)

@with-a-plan

This is his unimpressed face, Sarah.  Lie the fuck down with him already..

[with-a-plan-archive-blog]

With put-upon tiger sigh, he stood and lumbered over to her, insistently nudging at her rear towards the bed they had that could handle his weight in his shifter forms.

That was the advantage to having someone like EJ in the relationship. Whatever they needed, he made it happen -- like a bed suitable for a giant tiger and his two humans.

With a highly put-upon sigh of her own, Sarah let Shane nudge her towards the bed, climbing up and waiting for him to settle beside her. “You’re very pushy. You know that, right?”

[russkiyuragan-archive-blog-deac]

🐾 (For Shane, from Sarah)

@with-a-plan

This is his unimpressed face, Sarah.  Lie the fuck down with him already..

[with-a-plan-archive-blog]

“But I’m not tired, Shane. And the kitchen needs to be cleaned up.” Standing in the doorway that divided said kitchen from the living room, she gave him a look. She knew what he was trying to do. “Besides, I’m not Talia. And even if I was, we have long since outgrown that trick.”

[russkiyuragan-archive-blog-deac]

🐾 (for Sasha; from Talia)

@with-a-plan

Sasha curled up with the little girl, exhaling a bit of a huff once she settled.  Glad they were comfortable, she hoped she’d sleep now.

[with-a-plan-archive-blog]

To say Talia was horrible about napping would be an understatement. And to date, there was only one thing that could make the tiny blonde even contemplate resting -- her soulmate, in full on animal form. Laying atop the gigantic bear, it was only a moment before her eyes started to droop, tiny fists curling around the course fur.

[with-a-plan-archive-blog]

Send me one for a Starter

🎩 - Send for a Victorian AU

🎹 - Send for a Rockstar/Musician AU

🐾 - Send for a Werewolf/Shifter AU

🌟 - Send for a Fallen Angel AU

🍎 - Send for a Fairy Tale AU

🎬 - Send for an Actor/Theater AU

♚ - Send for a Royal AU

🚀 - Send for a Space Themed AU

⚓ - Send for a Pirate AU

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🏛 - Send for a Deity AU

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[ Better yet, send me multiple ones to combine and see what happens! ]

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🚀 (from Sarah)

@with-a-plan

“And where do you want me to take you?”  The pilot asked, canting his head to the side a bit.

[with-a-plan-archive-blog]

“The Gamma Quadrant. Earth. I don’t care. As long as it is far FAR away from this space station.”

[ask-frank-and-joe-hardy-archive]

My muse has turned into a four year old child with a four year old mindset--no memories of their older selves or people they know. Send "child" to my inbox to interact with my muse.

((If I have more than one muse you may choose who to interact with))

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[magpiesmemes]

Send ✞ for my muse to be a fallen angel who landed right at your muses feet

Originally posted by garotapossuida

[with-a-plan-archive-blog]

Oh don’t give him that look. They both know their husband well enough by now to know he would risk popping a stitch if it meant her and their child would be safe.

“Fine. But make it quick before he catches on and carries you out there.“

“Fine. I will.” Ignoring the stabbing pain of the contraction, she waddled towards the desk and sat down, beginning to write out the list of what still had to be done -- when the turkey needed to be checked, when the stuffing should go back in for warming, when the rolls had to go in, how to perfectly broil the marshmallows on top of the sweet potatoes.

“There.” Standing she set down the pen. “I think that’s...no. Wait. I forgot about the table cloths...”

[with-a-plan-archive-blog]

"Hey, Mom? I think I need new clothes again." He held his jeans up against him, the bottom of legs of them coming a few inches above his ankle. (jamie)

“I think you are going to join your Dad and Brother in this height thing. Who said you could keep growing, hmm?” She smiled, shaking her head. “Think you can stand an afternoon of shopping with your mom?”

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Jamie laughed as she grabbed her stuff from her desk in the kitchen, the one that held all the information they ever needed to know, and headed towards the garage. “Can we get lunch while we’re out?“

“We can do whatever you want, Baby.” Sarah had...gotten better about the fact her kids were growing up. It was one of the set backs of being ‘super mom’; you start to feel a little bit useless once your kids don’t need you anymore. Sure you’re proud of them and all they’ve accomplished, but that doesn’t mean you don’t want them to still need you from time to time.

So an afternoon at the mall with Jamie? It was perfect. Which meant Jamie was probably going to get away with Mom buying him whatever he wanted...despite whether he actually needed it or not (though the pants were a definite need).

[with-a-plan-archive-blog]

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ ̵̨̄Ʒ (EJ)

“No.” The tiny blonde shook her head, crossing her arms over her chest. “I don’t wanna. And you can’t make me.”

[with-a-plan-archive-blog]

“You got to eat something, Sarah,“ the boy rolled his eyes at the stubborn kid. “Shane said you still needed to eat dinner. That’s your dinner.“

“But you made it wrong. And everything’s touching. When Shane makes it, nothing touches.”

[justrpmemesandmusings]

Send me a faceclaim and I’ll tell you who they’d be in my muse’s life as a NPC

[with-a-plan-archive-blog]

GENTLE DOM SENTENCE STARTERS!

1. "Come here boy/girl and sit in my lap""

2. "I think it's time for some play, don't you?"

3. "Go and pick a toy for us to play with."

4. "Don't you want to make me proud?"

5. "Come on, time for bed."

6. "Let me tie you up baby."

7. "You look so pretty with your head in my lap"

8. "I've bought you lots of new presents, want to see?"

9. "Try that on, and I'll wait here."

10. "Lets go lie down and pretend to have a nap."

11. "Come here baby and sit on my face"

12. "You have to do something for me, before I do something for you."

13. "Think you can still concentrate with my fingers inside of you?"

14. "Did you know you have the cutest butt I've ever seen?"

15. "Bend over for me baby."

16. "Stop bouncing up and down, you're distracting me from my work."

17. "I think it's bathtime, don't you?"

18. "Now where did you learn to dance like that?"

19. "I have some chocolate, you want to earn some?"

[bodhilukes]

send me an au and i’ll give you 5+ headcanons about it