I hope you like it though! :D

RFA + V + Saeran Kinks

Anonymous said:

RFA + V + Saeran kinks plS ^q^ <3

Here you go! Also I’m sorry that some are longer than others. I elaborated more on the people that had more kinks because I really feel like Yoosung,V and Jaehee are generally very vanilla. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy!

I also got carried away with saeran please forgive me but you're welcome saeran stans

NSFW below!!

Yoosung 

 I honestly don’t see him as much of a kinky person. He’s pretty vanilla in terms of everyday sex. Occasionally spicing it up with a bit of role play. Even though yoosung isn’t the type, he’d be open to trying new things as long as it’s not tooooo crazy. He’d be open to things like extended foreplay is that even a kink i don’t even know

 Zen 

 bODY WORSHIPING IS HIS THING! He will never stop telling you how beautiful you are and how much he loves every inch of your gorgeous body. especially if you wore lingerie. He is also into consent (obviously they would all need consent, but he like to verbally hear it many times) he would love to ask you vulgar questions just to hear your response. the way you would answer as he’s thrust into you just makes him nghhhhhhh- the beast™ 

 Jumin 

rough sex. enough said He’d love the ddlg stuff. i don’t think he’s much of a sadist though. he’d just want to control you make you feel like he owns you. he’d like some minor bdsm play such as handcuffs blindfolds and silk ties you guys saw that coming he loves seeing you squirm in the binds as he continues to pleasure you, things getting more and more heated as he hears your whimpers. He’d also want to mark you but he’s gotta do it in places that aren’t visible to the general public out of respect to you and to spare you the embarrassment even though he’d really want to do it anyway (he’d probably just leave one on your collarbone bc he couldn’t resist) 

 Jaehee

 I also really don’t think she is kinky. there isn’t much to say about her honestly. i think she might be an exhibitionist. the feeling of being caught gives her that rush that she can’t get anywhere else. She tends to follow all the rules so she gets really excited when there is a possibility to be caught doing something “bad" 

 Saeyoung 

is a low key daddy honestly. He is a confirmed sadist so i don’t doubt he will drag out foreplay to tease you in every way he sees fit. He also has a roleplay kink. He’ll bring out costumes that he bought for you to get your opinion. I also feel like he’d be an experimentalist. He’s always down to try something new with the consent of both people. He also has a thing for sound. Hear me out on this. anytime in mysme when things got heated saeyoung never has his glasses on. i’m telling you right now his vision is sHIT. he just stares at a screen all day so it’s a given. since he doesn’t wear his glasses during sex, he’d probably close his eyes. which heightens his other senses. it's a reach I know I have an overactive imagination 

 V 

okay he is not kinky whatsoever. He is super vanilla. but i do see him being into body worshiping. he’d want to make you feel like the goddess he says you are. he also has a thing for taking pictures and videos of the intimate moments. 

 jihyun i swear to god if that click sound was your camera 

 Saeran

 like i mentioned before this dude is kINKY OH GOD PLEASE I KNOW IM GONNA GET CARRIED AWAY WITH THIS okay so first of all he has a major dominance thing. he always wants to be the one to dominate you but imagine him being bottom oh shit that’s going to the spank bank (i also may write a fic about this in the near future) he will dabble into light bdsm like blindfolds and handcuffs or rope. also he’s definitely a sadist, but he will only give you pleasurable pain because he’s afraid to hurt you although he’d never admit it. Overstimulation is his favorite thing. I even touched on this in my dirty talking headcanon shameless plug seeing your body writhe underneath him as you beg him to stop in between moans oH GOD I NEED TO STOP NOW

silverblooddemon  asked:

Can you do a dabble where Jacob meets his Lover's older and very protective brother,Who is very skilled at fight? He sort of sizes up Jacob and wants him to prove himself to be worthy of his baby sister. Hope I'm not bugging you! Hope you have a good day :3

{Poor Jacob. XD I am sure he’d accept that challenge, though! =P And you’re not bothering me in the least! Thanks for writing in, and have a lovely day yourself~!}

He could take on anything—the world, really, felt like it was at its knees as the syndicate Rooks that he led was now at his control. Jacob had everything in order, and now London appeared as though it were back on the mend.

While, finally lucky in life, he was lucky in love as well having found the woman of his dreams during his adventures about the city. She didn’t mind he was wild about the pubs and out at odd hours taking to his Creed or showing off his strength in the local Fight Clubs. (Y/N) waited for the time she could spent with the man she loved, giving Jacob more than a reason to head to her home as often as possible to enjoy every second with her.

“Not out with the boys, are you?” (Y/N) asked with a playful smirk at Jacob actually coming home in time for the soup she was making for dinner.

“Been out with them all bloody day,” Jacob chuckled, removing his top hat before kissing upon her cheek. “I think I deserve to come home and be spoiled with the woman I love.”

She laughed tenderly, ignoring his hands upon her hips as she continued to mind the broth she stirred. “Or you’re just hungry and had nowhere to go,” (Y/N) mocked. Tapping the wooden spoon on the side of the bowl, she blew on the hot contents before urging Jacob to have a bite to be sure it tasted alright unseasoned for the time being.

Jacob nodded at the taste, wiping a part of it that dared to try and fall from his lips. “Well, that as well, but I prefer the company over a bite to eat, love.”

(Y/N) smiled, turning her attention back to the meal at hand. “By the way, my brother will be coming into town tomorrow to spend time with me and find out who this roguish warrior is that I’ve fallen for.”

The assassin straightened to attention with a raise of his brow. “Didn’t talk of my ‘job’ with him, did you?” He trusted his lover with the ideas of the brotherhood…not her family.

“None of that,” (Y/N) answered, turning to Jacob to hand him some bowls to take to the dining room table to set it for her. “He’s interested to know who you are and learn a lot more about you.”

“Can’t you just tell him I’m some middle class lad with a job at the stables?” Jacob asked with a groan. He hated the idea of having to meet family or do everything in his power to impress anybody when he just managed to win the affections of the woman he was chasing all over London. Turning his attention to the table, he began to set it as (Y/N) liked it to be set, moving to the side to let her place the soup in the center of the table with a kiss to his cheek.

“Don’t fret so much, Jacob,” (Y/N) encouraged tenderly, guiding a stray hair of his back to its place with a gentle look to her eyes. “You’ll do just fine. I know you will.”

Her words and actions did little to sooth his worries. “Why do I have to meet him anyways?”

(Y/N) grabbed at an empty bowl to pour some of the vegetable and mushroom soup into it for her lover with a roll of her eyes that Jacob couldn’t see. “Sit down and eat,” she instructed as though his mother, pointing to the fresh bread on the table near the centerpiece as well. “My big brother is the only family I have, Jacob. The least you can do is meet with him and show him you’re good for me?”

Jacob took to an empty chair, spooning a bit of the hot soup into his mouth without thinking and nearly burning his tongue. Grabbing for the milk on the table, he chugged it rather hastily with a nasally sigh. “Alright, alright, love,” he coughed, relaxing under (Y/N)’s hand upon his back. “When is he to be in town?”

“Tomorrow,” (Y/N) answered, taking a seat opposite her lover after serving herself. “I am not certain when, but I would suggest at least being here for dinner.” She folded her hands on the table, tilted her head and smiled, the candlelight outlining her features in the simple act that brought Jacob’s heart to a race. “Does that sound fair?”

In turn, the assassin nodded as he turned his attention to the soup though the edges of his mouth turned upward in a gentle grin of their own. “Fair enough, love,” he muttered, letting the simple sounds of the night and the soft click of porcelain on silver to fill in most of the evening with the occasional conversation.

Jacob had little leads to follow up on, and he needed to look into recruiting more Rooks if he wanted to keep his syndicate growing. The Fight Club was the perfect place for him, and it was in that moment he had forgotten the time as well as forgot the fact that (Y/N)’s brother was coming into town.

Another win.

Jacob merely grinned, wiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand as he looked down at the many bodies that had tried to remove him from his superior spot on the fighting ring floor only to fail. With the bell sounding, Jacob turned to Robert with a simple wave as he wasn’t in the mood to be announced the champion once more. He wanted a beer, really.

As he pulled himself from the center ring, Jacob spit off to the side to be rid of the copper taste in his mouth. “Bastard got a good one on me,” he murmured, touching the corner of his mouth to be sure that the blood had ceased before bothering to head off to the side where some beer and food were offered to spectators and fighters alike. Grabbing a drink as he wanted, Jacob turned away to find an isolated spot in the room to enjoy himself away from the bloody fun when someone began to shout at him from across the way.

“Oi! You there!”

He didn’t recognize the voice, and upon his hazel eyes looking upward, he showed how unimpressed he was by this new challenger approaching him. “Sorry, lad,” Jacob mumbled, fondling with his shilling necklace, “I don’t do autographs.”

“Cheeky bastard,” the man grumbled, hands on his hips with an unimpressed expression. “I am to assume you’re the Jacob Frye I’ve heard of.”

“And?” Jacob asked, remaining unimpressed as he tried to enjoy his ale without the constant griping of the man before him.

“Didn’t you have somewhere you were supposed to be this evening?” the man went on to question through his teeth angrily.

Jacob froze, pulling the rim of the mug ever so slowly from his mouth as it dawned on him what this stranger was implying. The meeting with his lover’s brother! He flinched at his stupidity, covering his face with his palm before realizing it would be odd this man would know. “Don’t tell me…you’re the brother I was meant to talk to…?” Jacob asked nervously, feeling this was a bad way to make a first impression.

His frown deepened, punching the wall close to Jacob’s head and startling the assassin just a bit. “And you say you’re worthy of my little sister?” he asked angrily, narrowing his eyes and puffing out his chest to seem bigger than he was. “Care to show me just how ‘worthy’ you are?”

Jacob huffed through his nostrils, moving the man’s arm away from where it was trying to barricade him against the wall. “Just because I missed a simple meeting doesn’t mean I am not worthy of her! Just tell me how you wish to settle this as ‘gentlemen’, and I will oblige,” he grinned wickedly, leaning in as he spoke to show he was unafraid.

Out back.

Away from the Fight Club and any rules that could restrain them, the brother to his lover that he’d come to know as (B/N) admitted to be quite the fighter himself and was willing to match fists with the assassin. Jacob was hardly in the mood after the rather crude greeting and the matches he just finished leaving him feeling less than stellar and equipped to handle a new one he wasn’t prepared for.

But for (Y/N)? He would do anything to prove his worth of her.

(B/N) came at the assassin with little to no warning, but Jacob was just able to dodge the incoming attack at the very least. The brush of the fist gracing his cheek, he swung his leg about to knock (B/N) off guard only to have the man grab on Jacob’s shoulders to push himself over the assassin and land on his feet behind Jacob to avoid the counterattack.

“The fuck—!” Jacob stuttered in shock, feeling the fist of the man a second time…for real this round without a simple gust of wind to carry it. The bones connected, and it sent the assassin reeling backward with a grunt of discontent at a punch being landed on him right in the same spot he was struck earlier. He knew he couldn’t dally on the pain, making Jacob roll backward to avoid the next strike (Y/N)’s brother could unleash. Squatting as he was, Jacob moved his thumb to the blood that began to trickle back down over his cut lip with his brow wrinkling in fury.

“That all you got, Jacob Frye?” (B/N) boasted, his thumb moving to the side of his nose to clear his sinuses and act cocky as well in his confident stance. “And here I thought this ‘legendary fighter of the Queen’s guard’ was something special!”

Hearing such a taunt rose anger in his breast, and Jacob tore at the man again with his arms apart and a mighty yell to match his aggressive acts. But as (B/N) tried to predict the man’s movements, Jacob ducked when coming in close as he saw the fist heading for him from the right, and with (B/N) caught off guard, he saw his chance to do an uppercut and knock the brute on his back from the force he unleashed.

Now, I’ve got you! Jacob thought with temptation, straddling (B/N) quickly with his fist reared back in a threat to connect multiple times with the man’s face and jaw to prove his ‘worth’ to him.

“Jacob! (B/N)! Stop!” (Y/N)’s voice pleaded as she ran into view, grabbing at Jacob’s fist to prevent the man from assaulting her brother further.

Both of them were surprised, but Jacob lost the will to do much else no thanks in part to the unappeased look of his lover as she pulled him off of her brother. “I was merely defending myself, love! You cannot blame me for that!”

“I blame you both for acting senseless!” (Y/N) scolded, pushing on Jacob’s bare chest with a twinge of hurt in her eyes. “And you promised! You promised you’d be there to meet my brother, and this is how this evening goes…!”

(B/N) took to his feet in time, looking down at the ground feeling equally to blame in this matter as was Jacob. Jacob noticed the man’s expression of guilt (though still holding anger and aggression to Jacob personally), turning back to (Y/N) who was disappointed in the two men in her life. “Love,” he began, taking her shoulder to hold her steady, “I am sorry. I lost track of time, and I just…” Jacob felt like he really fucked up. The one good thing in his life, and he might have really damaged that by not being at her side. “There’s no bloody excuse for me.”

“The fact you apologized shows good intentions enough,” (Y/N) admitted, chewing on her quivering lip. “Perhaps we can head home and have the two of you talk in a different manner to one another?”

(B/N) angrily looked to Jacob, his nostrils flaring in competition still. “And maybe then, I can find out what’s so special about you and why you deserve my sister.”

Jacob spat at those words. “I fight in her name every damn day,” he reminded the brother, arms crossed upon his bare chest to show he was equally discontent with (B/N)’s presence.

“Rather rubbish like.”

Before Jacob could hope to attack her brother once more, (Y/N) grabbed at his arm and pulled him back. “Enough! The both of you!” she insisted, raising her palm to (B/N) to silence his words. (Y/N) turned to the assassin and whispered to him in private, though the words were loud enough for all to hear. “He’ll be with us for a week, Jacob.”

“A week!” he hissed in the same ‘silent’ tone, angry at the thought.

“Yes,” (Y/N) said sternly, holding his hands and standing before him to be sure nothing else would happen with the heated state both were in, “a week and I want you both to be on your best behavior.” When he tried to shoot an angry glare at her brother, she grabbed his cheek and directed his eyes back to her where Jacob’s face weakened into something a bit more sympathetic, realizing the trouble he had accidentally caused. “Swear to me, Jacob…swear to me you’ll make this right.”

Sighing through his nostrils, he shifted on his feet with a roll of his eyes. “Fine,” he grumbled between them. “For you, (Y/N), I would do anything…”

anonymous asked:

I saw the hcs about some bots hearing their human s/o sing here comes thought. I really like it and I was hoping to ask for hcs with same prompt but with tfp bots instead? I think they need too since they're stressed. Pls & tq!

(I lv the scrap outta this song!)

Optimus

  • He’d listen in and find the lyrics really reassuring.
  • He’ll ask you later what was the song you were listening to?
  • Why? He was just curious… 

Ratchet

  • He doesn’t refuel or recharge.
  • And he get’s more and more stressed every time bulkhead breaks something.
  • And remember who Optimus destroyed the Omega lock?
  • He thinks it’s stupid, though. And he forgets the lyrics later and forgets about it.

Bumblebee

  • It’d really help him! He’s got soo much stress over the fact he can’t talk normally as the others do!!
  • and it would have given him something distracting when he lost his T-cog. 

Arcee

  • You’d better recommend she listen to it with you, it’d really help her relax after the loss of her two (2) Partners.

Bulkhead and wheeljack

  • “What are you listening to?” he’d walk in.
  • When you invite him to join you he’d sit down and relax.
  • If this occurred when bulk was exposed to Tox-en, it’d really help with all the stress they were both dealing with around that time.

Smokescreen

  • With all the stress he’s got with not understanding the ways of team prime on earth or later not telling anyone he could have been a prime, it’s kinda like his stress reliever. 

Ultra Magnus

  • When he first hears the lyrics, you will see him physically relax, and he’s a bit more chill before he remembers the war is a thing.
  • He doesn’t not like the song, he just get’s easily distracted by music.

This is my dog Bandit he is a good boyTM he likes to sleep, carry stuffed animals around, and whine like no one ever pays attention to him. He also enjoys following us around when there’s thunder and fireworks and is frightened by a 3 month old puppy even though he’s 85 lb and 3x her size.

I hope you have a nice Friday D'Amico and everyone reading!

Bandit has stolen my heart. 11/10. Good boy.

anonymous asked:

I love rock and roll, is in a band, and rehearse them regularly at my house basement. when i was doing it today, a sudden idea just pop into my head, how would terasaka, karma, nagisa and isogai be with someone like me for their s/o? a few headcanons for them would be nice thank you!

Ooh this was super fun to write! :D Hope you like them!

Terasaka Ryoma

  • Initially after hearing about you being in a band, he thinks it’s pretty lame
    • This almost instantly changes after he hears your band play, though he won’t let you know how cool he thinks it is
  • Fully supports you, goes to all your concerts
    • Says it’s just because it’s common sense to go to your s/o’s concerts, but also genuinely enjoys your music
  • Helps you come up with song ideas (though most of them are really terrible, he’s trying his best)

Karma Akabane

  • Karma would constantly challenge you in whatever instrument you played
    • Often wants to compete with you to see who could improvise the best
  • Goes to literally EVERY band practice
  • Loves playing rock and roll music in his free time, so would eagerly help you out if you were ever practicing and needed accompaniment
  • While he can play pretty much every instrument, he’s best at electric guitar

Nagisa Shiota

  • Is totally unfamiliar with how a band works, but thinks it’s pretty cool you’re in one
  • Doesn’t go to many of your band practices, but enjoys it when he does
  • Has a slight interest in learning about the different instruments, loves seeing how they work and what sort of parts they play in a song
  • Likes working behind-the-scenes at some of your concerts, enjoys doing the lighting, effects, and things like that

Isogai Yuuma

  • Thinks it’s super amazing you’re in a band, and truthfully supports you with all his heart
  • Loves music of all kinds, though isn’t too familiar with rock and roll
    • Your band helps him get to know rock and roll better, and eventually he gets to really enjoy it
  • Always surprises you with flowers, food, some sort of congratulations after a successful concert
  • Gives you helpful tips on what to improve, and compliments you on what you’re doing well

anonymous asked:

Matsus meet Iyami's s/o for the first time, what's their reaction to her?

It’s been so long that I might be losing my grip on their characters. Anyway, hope ya like it! Even though this is very late.

– Mod Matsuchi

—–

Osomatsu would be beside himself with disbelief. Iyami had a girlfriend as great as you? Really? He’d keep on asking and asking if you two were dating and if he was actually having a nightmare. After that, he’d go out of his way to ask you to introduce him to your friends.

Karamatsu would be just as surprised. Just like his elder brother, he’d ask if you two were really dating before going on about how funny fate was, spinning threads of fate for people to meet despite the glaring obstacles and keep them together against all odds. In his odd way of a congratulations.

Choromatsu would keep himself contained for the time being. He’d give you both his congratulations timidly but not before asking Iyami to cut with the jokes and asking you to not fall prey to Iyami’s schemes. In the end, he’d sulk about it.

Ichimatsu would gawk and look back and forth between you and Iyami. He won’t say anything immediately but he’ll be thinking along the same lines as his brothers in that something was definitely up. He’ll be the only one to bid you a somewhat genuine congratulations because if there’s hope for Iyami, then there’s definitely hope for unburnable trash like him.

Jyushimatsu would voice his surprise as loud as he can before asking questions one after the other. Are you really dating? For how long? How did you two meet? Why did you fall for Iyami? Hey, hey! You got any friends? Can I meet them? Please, please, please, please!

Todomatsu would make one of his infamous faces before going back to his cute facade. He’d subtly question the legitimacy of your relationship with Iyami but he’d be very sly about it. Not outright ask like his brothers, but he’d be vague about it. After that, he’d be very much beside himself with shock. How did Iyami get a girlfriend before him anyway?

anonymous asked:

can i get some uuuuuhhhhhhhh... narancia backpacking w his s/o around europe or something. like how lost could that poor orange boi get. imagine him just ending up panicking in a cowfarm near france bc he thinks he gon die there of old age alone or something.

Oh yes, you can :D This request is so cute asdfghjkl

I don’t even know, whether this is how you imagined it, and it might be a bit ooc too, but I kinda let my mind wander and then I got carried away ><



I hope you like it anyway because I really had fun writing this!! :D




  • Narancia gets so excited right before he and his s/o start their backpacking trip, he has a hard time containing himself. Though his s/o has to take care of their passports, insurances, vaccines (there are luckily not many needed in Europe), enough cash, visas are luckily not needed within Europe. But Narancia has a pretty good grip on things like clothing, electronic stuff, pillows, sleeping bags, useful things like a lighter, a Swiss Army knife etc.
  • The plan was easy at first. Traveling through a few European countries. Starting in Venice in Italy, then Austria, Czech Republic, Southern Germany, France, then Spain and from there back to Naples, but with no specific places or cities in mind. Then also stay in hostels or cheap inns for the night, or go camping, and use whatever is cheap and available as a mean to travel from one place to the next. Money is definitely not an issue for them essentially, but Narancia and his s/o want to have that real backpacking experience, which means having only a really low budget.
  • In the beginning it’s nothing but fun. Narancia and his s/o wander through nature, they take silly photos together, there’s delight on their faces whenever they reach a new city; it’s fun and amazing. In the night they stay in cheap hostels, tell each other stupid stories, and Narancia even manages to stop himself from being able to sleep because he watched that one horror movie too often, and can’t stop thinking about it now that he’s in an actual hostel. When his s/o laughs a bit at this, Narancia just pouts for the rest of the evening and night.
  • It starts to be different once they both agreed to continue their travels without hostels or inns, and to pretty much just travel through nature and the countryside instead of going from town to town. They thought this was a good idea, but only after they maybe had a few too many Weissbier in Germany…
  • They wander a lot, and for the nights they just camp somewhere. Though after a few days (or weeks) Narancia’s s/o gets worried. They don’t have a map with them and just blindly followed street signs or vague directions from people they asked, and well… they don’t speak French either, since they’ve seen some names on street signs that just sound French to them. So, they were pretty much about to get lost. Narancia denies that for quite some time, saying things like he knows where they are and all that.
  • That confidence makes a 180 degree turn once they traveled through nature without a village or city in sight for days. Narancia distinctly starts panicking because their food is lessening, and there is literally nothing in sight.
  • And when they reach an old cow farm god-knows-where, which seems pretty abandoned aside from a few cows, and only being inhabited by an old man, Narancia pretty much gives up. He’s hungry, he has no idea where he is, and Narancia barely understands the old man’s heavy accent when he speaks English. He’s certain of it. This is it, he’s gonna spend the rest of his days on that farm, he’s never gonna see some form of civilization again, and will spend the rest of his life milking cows and cleaning stables. This is not what he signed up for. He wanted to have an awesome journey with his s/o, full of fun and adventures and not getting lost in the wilderness. Who knows, maybe they aren’t even on Earth anymore and they unknowingly stepped through a portal to another dimension or something. As far as Narancia knows nothing is impossible anymore.
  • The poor boy wails, completely convinced of his fate, and leans over the fence of the cow paddock. His s/o rubs his shoulders comfortingly, trying to convince him that everything’s gonna be fine, that this is not the end of the world. It doesn’t help though. Narancia is stubborn enough to counter his s/o’s words like that he’s never gonna see Naples again, or have some of that delicious margherita pizza topped with mushrooms. Not even spending the rest of his life with his s/o could make up for that. He’s gonna have to eat the cows from the farm, and gonna end up like the old man: alone (or with his s/o), on a farm, in the middle of nowhere. The boy is close to crying, and his s/o is confused (though Narancia is kinda adorable right now), because he is exaggerating, and hasn’t even tried to find a solution yet.
  • His s/o continues to rub soothing circles onto Narancia’s shoulders, and just lets him calm down. This goes on for some time until the old man approaches the couple. He says something in his accent, that Narancia doesn’t even listen to anymore, and hands them a phone and a note with a number to call a taxi. His s/o takes it and thanks him, but Narancia still doesn’t look up. Only when his s/o presses the keys to call a taxi does he notice that’s somethings happening. The realization hits him like Aerosmith’s bullets.
  • “Oh my god. I promise, I’ll always do Fugo’s math assignments from now on, just… dio mio, I’m not gonna die here.” Narancia is nearly crying from relief now, and his s/o wonders, whether he was actually convinced that he had to spend the rest of his life on this farm? Narancia is so quick with jumping into the taxi once it’s there, that he doesn’t even consider thanking or saying goodbye to the old man; his s/o has to do that for him. But once inside the taxi, on the way to the next airport, Narancia calms down enough to apologize for his behavior to his s/o; he was just really scared, and he still has no idea where they are.
  • They arrive at the EuroAirport Basel Mulhouse Freiburg (so they were somewhere near the tripoint of France, Germany and Switzerland), and take a plane to Paris from there. They try to calm down and spend some nice, normal days in a city without traveling anywhere, before they just fly back to Naples instead of traveling to Spain first. Maybe they’ll consider backpacking again, but next time definitely not without a map or a plan (and no more Weissbier for them)…

anonymous asked:

Hey dad how is your day going? I hope your well If you're okay with telling us i was wandering what your first language is and what languages you'd like to learn? From what I've seem you are very good at replying to others asks in a different language to english Love you <3

I am very bad at learning languages, though I try hard to get better. I don’t want to talk about my first language because I have some bad feelings about it. I am curently learning french and it’s a lot of fun. After that, when I’m kind of good I want to learn Russian. It’s a truely wonderful language

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Hey @happycloude-91!! I made a silly little thing based off of that Spy AU you created. I drew it as a way of saying thanks for your support and lovely messages, so I hope you like it!! ^^

my @iwaoiexchange gift for lichi - the prompt was fluffy domestic iwaoi! i hope you like it!!

I’d love to save the world
But I don’t know what to do


I already did an edit with this song but I wanted to make something with the fight from the new episode!! so spoiler warning if you didn’t see the one that came out saturday! hope you like this edit though it took a while!!

also, tumblr will inevitably butcher the quality of this video when it encodes it, like it always does. im thinking about maybe making a channel just to upload random stuff like this, what do you guys think of that?

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The King, The Queen, and the Prince

Happy Birthday, @noctsluciscaelum!

-Kinetic Abilities Prompt List A Edition

Acidikinesis - Control Sloth

  • I have a personal vendetta against someone wildly more successful than me so I’m trying to make them lazy.
  • You don’t know how to relax so I’m literally filling you with laziness but you just won’t stop.
  • I work at an animal shelter and I sometimes make the animals fit what people are looking for by removing or adding laziness. You haven’t lived until you saw a cat with 0% laziness.

Aciukinesis - Control Sharpness

  • Did you know that most man made spheres are still more jagged than the earth itself? You haven’t experienced softness until you felt a perfectly smooth ball. There’s also not a lot of traction so please cup it in your hands.
  • I’m one of the only chefs here that doesn’t have some sort of hot or cold ability. But me being very clumsy, the ability to make all my knives dull saves my fingers a lot.
  • I keep making all the knives in the kitchen blunt so I can watch my parent-in-law get frustrated and lose their dominance over me.

Aerokinesis - Control Air

  • I can control the air but that doesn’t do a lot so I just got a few wind turbines for my property, so I get power for free. It’s a small win, but I like it. 
  • Sometimes I go to the beach and set up a kite rental booth while making it windy. It doesn’t make much but it helps with rent.
  • No one thinks that controlling air is that cool of a super power until I take it out of their lungs.

Aestatekinesis - Control Summer

  • I hate sweating so I made this summer really mild but it’s affecting my town’s farming economy.
  • I forgot that Alaska’s still supposed to be pretty cold in the summer and I may have made the ice caps melt a little more.

Aggressiokinesis - Control Anger

  • I work in tandem with a crisis clinic and so far, there isn’t a patient I can’t calm down.
  • My anti-aggression dog classes are the best in the business. I even stop by pet shelters.
  • I just love watching these people tear each other limb from limb with blind rage. I’m gonna be sad to see you go though.

Aidoskinesis - Control Humidity

  • One of the only things good about my powers is that I can make my boss’ office so humid they have horrible hair and sweat stains for their meeting with corporate. 
  • My greenhouse is always at the perfect humidity even in the dead of winter.
  • I’m gulty of making someone so humid they’ve taken off their shirt before. It’s a blessing.

Alcokinesis - Control Alcohol

  • You always get too out of hand with your drinking so I just take the alcohol content out of your drinks.
  • My coworker bugs the hell out of me and they’re going in for a company-wide drug test today. I made their breakfast have a healthy amount of alcohol.
  • It’s very fun to see someone pantamime being drunk when they think they are when in actuality I’ve taken all the alcohol out of their drink.

Amokinesis - Control Love and Desire

  • Shit are you actually in love with me or did I manipulate you into liking me?
  • As a joke I was going to make my classmate fall in love with whoever came in next but you did and now I’m very jealous.
  • I make people forget about me when we break up so it’s easy on them but I can’t get rid of my own love for them, even when there’s no chance of getting back together ever now. 

Anthracokinesis - Control Coal

  • I like being alone so I move to Centralia and just turn off the surrounding coals when I’m walking over them. It’s very quiet but very smoky. I need to leave town to buy a gas mask.
  • I bought a bit of land and made a little mine before buying a truckload of coal and just stiking it in the walls. Then, I compressed it all into diamonds.
  • So my parents gave me a little tough love as a child and gave me a piece of coal one christmas. I’ll admit, I was a naughty child. But that piece of coal made me learn of my powers. It’s the only piece I’ll never manipulate anymore.

Antikinesis - Control Antimatter

  • No you can’t come to my antimatter dimension. It’s very private.
  • I think we had a good run, I’m just gonna get a black hole in here real quick.
  • I always wanted to visit Chernobl, good thing I can just sort of turn off the gamma radation and go for a walk. 

Argentokinesis - Control Silver

  • Whoops I’m in werewolf country better make all my clothes and stuff have silver mesh.
  • “Yes this is genuine gold” I say to someone when I took the silver content out of a ring.
  • So I don’t have the best impulse control. I made my rude neighbor’s prized dog into a silver statue and now it’s like… eighty sets of flatwear.

Arthrokinesis - Control Joints

  • I may be a very inactive person, but damned if my joints ever pop. I’m doing sprints anytime I feel like it.
  • I got too excited testing how much I could let my joints move and may have dislocated by shoulder. 
  • Yes, I tried to suck my own dick. Yes, I should have realized that there is actually bone stopping me from bending my spine like that. Don’t laugh at me.

Asterokinesis - Control Cosmic Energy

  • I’ve ascended to be the god of the universe and all I want to do is to stop being in charge and just have some time off for once.
  • I saw how much earth was desperate to meet other beings so I made some closer planets support life. 
  • I’m not just some giant being in space. I’m a regular person. I buy groceries, collect rocks, and I’m desperate for people to never know I made them. 

Astrakinesis - Control Astral Energy

  • I am nearly constantly disassociating. The good news is that I have like thirty dream selves I can be while the others go on autopilot. 
  • I can see spirits so I just deal with ghosts for a living. Most of the time they’re just confused.
  • I can work as a medium for ghosts to talk through but you roleplaying with your dead datemate is the last straw.

Astronkinesis - Control Remnants of Cosmic Substances

  • I realized that in my lifetime I would never see a mission to a star so I made some much closer to us.
  • I don’t feel like this world’s really going anywhere. I’m just gonna supernova the sun next weekend. 
  • My tarot card readings are always perfect and I sincerely want you to leave the country.

Atmokinesis - Control Weather

  • I am the best weather forecaster the world has ever seen. I work for a small town in rural country though. I think I have five hundred viewers on a daily basis? 
  • I always make sure my neighbor’s/parent’s/friend’s/etc farm gets the best weather.
  • My entrences are always punctuated with lightening and I love it.

Atomkinesis - Control Atoms

  • It’s like 3-D printing, only much better. Check out this awesome watch I made.
  • I hope you like nuclear wastelands, because that’s what you’re getting.
  • Surprise, your house is full of radon gas!it’ll stay that way until you do what I say.

Audiokinesis - Control Sound 

  • Nothing quite like a day of absolute silence when you have an audio processing disorder.
  • Movies are very fun to watch when I can make one character silent and just ad lib the dialogue.
  • The fact that I can chat style silence someone is the best.

Aurokinesis - Control Aura

  • I can see how people act before ever talking to them, that’s why you’re the only one in the room I’m going to talk to. 
  • Where I live, auras are very important. So I can easily hide among them as someone without giving an inkling of malice.
  • I personally hate you so now you get too radiate bad energy until you apologize. 

Aurokinesis - Control Gold

  • I’m allergic to what they use in fake gold but I have no money for good jewelry so I just make it gold after I buy it for cheap. 
  • It’s not quite the Midas touch, but I’ve pulled that prank before. 
  • I make golden jewelry and sculptures by making them out of clay/wood/etc and turning them into gold for huge profits.

Autumnuskinesis - Control Autumn

  • My hometown capitalizes on my love of pumpkins and sweater weather by becoming a destination for those looking to beat the heat but don’t want to own a down jacket. 
  • I can make things rot. So I rotted my neighbor’s garden a week before harvest. 
  • I make autumn immediately follow winter so now the world’s harvesting systems are fucked because I get pollen allergies. 

Avarikinesis - Control Greed

  • I’m trying to make the world fair by taking all the greed out of high-ranking officials but sometimes that was their only driving force and they have no actual job experience. 
  • I made someone comically greedy because being a superhero in a town in which no banks need protecting is boring.
  • I want so desperately to not have to take greed out of anymore people. It’s getting so tiring. I need to go on a vacation. 

Avikinesis - Control Avains

  • Having hawks fly to my aide when my boss was giving me shit in the parking lot was definitely a sweet move.
  • I may live in this cottage alone, but these birds are more than enough company. One of them just told me about someone who ate shit on pavement last week in a city ten miles away. It’s awesome.
  • “Bats fly, right? Why can’t I control bats?” “Please just let me do my work.” ‘What about bugs?” “Please go home.” “Do flying fish count?”
TPoH- one week hiatus!

Sorry folks but my hands are kinda janked up and a lot of Things are Happening in the IRL department right now. For the sake of my health and sanity I’m taking a week’s break from TPoH, so sadly there won’t be an update this coming Saturday. I was hoping to make it but I feel like the work would be a hazard to me, and the odds are I wouldn’t be able to make the page as good as I want it to be for you- hope you understand! I’ll be back to it asap.