WHY AM I JUST SEEING THIS SHIT

1) Tagged by: @kakiichoco

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3) My name: Crystal 

4) Quote: “There isn’t a way things should be. There’s just what happens, and what we do.” -Terry Pratchett 

Tagging (I wanna see y’all’s handwriting lmao): @spades-king @causeimamerican @katsudon-and-klance @jazzysaxophone @bearensembles (do your bitch ass even check notifications?) 

I know I’m missing a ton but I got a big headache rn lmao 

Writers

Writer says: So I had this crazy idea one day and I just had to work on it. Here ya go!

Writer means: So I had this crazy idea either right before getting in the shower or right before falling asleep so I grabbed my fucking laptop and shat all over it to create the steaming pile of crap that I now lay before you. I don’t even know if it’s good anymore. I haven’t slept in two days.

Writer says: Wow, real life’s getting busy! Sorry on the slow updates.

Writer means: My life is a literal storm of shit at the moment. Why did I decide to do this. Why am I still doing this. Everything around me is spinning out of control and I am staying up ‘til 5:30 in the morning every night to create a piece of work that will only get two comments and 12 demands for quicker updates. I hope no one’s mad at me, all I wanted to do was write.

Writer says: Wow! Would you look at that! I updated on time! Please enjoy!

Writer means:  WOOOOOOHOOOOOO BITCHES LOOK AT THIS PRODUCTIVE ASSHOLE GO YEEEEEHAAAAWWWW TAKE THAT YOU NASTY REVIEWERS ALWAYS DEMANDING ME TO BE FASTER! I GOT THIS SHIT I GOT THIS SHIT

Writer says: This chapter was a toughie. Glad it’s finally done!

Writer means: I don’t know if this is good or not. I honestly don’t fucking know. I’ve read the same words over and over and over again and I just couldn’t look at it anymore. My beta said it was ok but I’m not confident but HOLY SHIT I JUST NEED TO STOP WRITING THIS FUCKIGN CHAPTER.

Writer says: Thanks for reading!

Writer means: Please, oh please oh please oh please leave me a review. A comment. Anything. Please tell me you’re out there. Please tell me someone is reading this.

Writer says: I just want to say that real life is getting pretty hectic right now. Please try to be patient with me, I know you guys want updates. Thanks! :)

Writer means: FUCK. YOU. Who the fuck do you think you are, demanding shit from me?! You don’t know my life! I have a very busy life! I create shit for free, you entitled son of a pig-fucker! STOP LEAVING ME COMMENTS TELLING ME TO UPDATE SOON OR I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL PUKE ALL OVER MY COMPUTER 

Writer says: What’s gonna happen next? Who knows? Hee hee ;)

Writer means: I have no fucking clue what the next chapter is going to look like. What’s my plot? I don’t know. I feel no emotion.

Writer says: Please leave a comment! It helps me write!

Writer means: I am begging you to leave me a comment because I swear it’s the only thing that’s keeping me motivated right now, I hate the work I put out and I need reassurance that people are actually enjoying this.

Writer says: I hope you enjoyed that chapter, big things are coming up! ;)

Writer means: Buckle up bitches, someone’s gonna die.

Writer says: I know I’ve missed a few updates, but I swear I plan on finishing this story! 

Writer means: *high pitched eternal screeching*

Writer says: Here we are at long last! This has been one wild ride. I want to thank you all so much for your support and love, I adore each and every one of you. I am so happy to say that this story has come to a wonderful close.

Writer means: My body is numb. Voices call out to me from the void, but I can no longer hear them over the beating of my racing heart. I am stressed to the point where I feel no relief. The story is done. It’s fucking DONE. I loved it, I hated it, it was a fucking storm of horror and pain. I can no longer see color. Now I can at last relax and…wait……wait a second………..holy shit I just thought of the best idea for a one-shot that’s totally gonna turn into a 50 chapter slow burn AU fic leT’S FUCKING DO THIS

RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS

Following my AUs and Prompts List from a few months back, here is a compilation of my favorite sentence starters for all your writing needs.

Because most of them aren’t mine, credits are at the end.

SHORT

“Marry me.”

“Do you want me to leave?”

“You are not going without me.”

“I can’t believe you!”

“I swear it won’t happen again.”

“What did you say?”

“I’m not jealous.”

"You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

“We can’t keep doing this.”

“Are you sure this is legal?”

“Isn’t this amazing?”

“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

“Stay the night. Please.”

“You can’t die. Please don’t die.”

“Run away with me.”

“You did WHAT?”

“Quit whining.”

“Get outta my sight!”

“Why are you so annoying?”

“Were you ever going to tell me?”

"Never in a million years.”

“Don’t ask me that…”

“I might have had a few shots.”

“What’s with the box?”

“W- What are you doing?”

“Say it!”

“I could kiss you right now!”

“Are you done with that?”

“What’s going on here?”

“Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”

“It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”

“Did you do this on purpose?!”

“Kiss me.”

“Are you still awake..?”

“Excuse you?”

“This is all your fault!”

“I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”

“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”

“I shouldn’t be in love with you!”

“It’s not fair!”

“I could kill you right now!”

“Knock it off!”

“Screw you!”

“You’re a complete moron!”

“I love this song!”

“I can’t be in love with you!”

“Make me.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

“I hate you.”

“You are infuriating!”

“Just shut up already.”

“That doesn’t even make sense.”

“Bite me.”

“Eat me.”

“Kiss my ass.”

“Just admit I’m right.”

“Just admit you’re wrong.”

“You are being ridiculous!”

“That’s irrational.”

“Listen to me!”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

“Don’t yell at me.”

“That’s it. End of discussion.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“You shouldn’t have said that.”

“Fuck you!”

“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”

“How dare you?”

“I dare you!” 

“It’s you, it’s always been you.” 

“Well this is awkward…”

“Just pretend to be my date”.  

MISCELLANEOUS

“Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”

“The planet is fine. The people are fucked.”

“I just did some calculations, and I’ve been able to determine that you’re full of shit.”

“You know what I like most about people? Pets.”

“Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?”

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”

“I don’t hate you.. I just don’t like that you exist.”

“Love is the jelly to sunshine’s peanut butter. And if I tell you that I’m in sandwich with you, I’m not just saying it to get in your Ziploc bag.”

“Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.”

“Did you really just insult Captain America in front of me?”

“Can I touch your boob?”

“It’s not that you’re wrong, exactly, you’re just extremely not right.”

“You shouldn’t be trusted with small children, should you?”

“Give me cake or give me death.”

“On a scale from, ’I can sometimes make important phone calls without crying’ to ’I have a stable job with a steady income, a spouse who loves me, a dog, and two kids who are screwed up minimally at worst’, how much of an adult are you?”

“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”

“Despite the cliche, it’s not me, it’s you.”

“Obviously you can’t tell a woman you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can’t.”

“No, it was my fault for thinking that you might care.”

“When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Specially then!”

“If you’re not scared, then you’re not taking a chance. If you’re not taking a chance, then what the hell are we doing anyway?”

“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”

“What have I told you about the toilet seat?”

“I tried to change the duvet and I got stuck inside.”

“I vote today to be a pajama day.”

“You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”

“I don’t leave messages. If I wanted to talk to a machine, I’d talk to my VCR.”

“I can be flexible. As long as everything is exactly the way I want it, I’m totally flexible.”

“You know we’re suppose to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you, and you know it, too. I know you do.”

“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

“I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”

“What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring loudly at me.”

“I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!”

“This would not happen if I had a penis!”

“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”

“All nighter, you and me. First one to fall sleep buys the other dinner.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever played spin the bottle.”

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt.”

“I’m ok, thank you. Just please, stop talking to me.”

“To the night you’ll never remember!”

“Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?”

“Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.”

“Are you meeting someone here? Because.. I think I’m that person.”

“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”

“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his/her cake hole.”

“I’m not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren’t even hot.”

“You better take care of that car or I swear I’ll haunt your ass!”

“This is the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.“

“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

“I could do that, but could doesn’t mean would.”

“You cannot fathom the immensity of the fucks I don’t give.”

“You’re like, five feet tall. How you gonna reach me, shortie?”

"I recognize that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”

“Do you need me to kill someone for you?”

“Look out where you’re going, asshole!”

“Fuck the sandwich guy!”

“I did not mean for stripping to come out of this.”

“The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?”

“Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.”

“I’m weird, you’re weird, we could have weird little babies and live weirdly ever after if it wasn’t for the fact I find you repulsive.”

“There is nothing wrong with planning a wedding with a video game character.”

“I’m gonna lay down and die for like half hour okay?”  

“There’s been some real friction in our friend group lately. I suggest an orgy to save our friendships.”

“It’s midnight, what do you want?”

“I think I know how to use a bed.”

“If I wake up in the morning and I’m dead… Wait.”

“You are completely unfit to handle a child.”

“We have to get out of this place. It is EVIL.”

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

“When in doubt curl into the fetal position and give up on life.”

“It’s not a double date, we’re just third and forth wheeling.”

PREGNANCY

“I have something to tell you…”

“I think I’m pregnant.”

“I’m pregnant!”

“When were you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?”

“You’re smart and successful with an adorable belly.”

“$50 bucks says it’s a girl/boy.”

“Pregnancy suits you…”

“Hello little one. We can’t wait to meet you…”

“I’ll just be in the bathroom throwing my fucking guts up because our unborn kid wants to be a dick!”

“There’s someone I’d like you to meet…”

“Shh… He/she’s sleeping..”

“I have a special surprise for you. Close your eyes and follow me.”

“No, no, no, no, no, we aren’t ready… We aren’t ready for kids yet!”

“Oh, gosh, I felt it! I felt a kick!”

FLUFF

“Your hair is so soft…”

“You’re so cute when you pout like that!”

“Just relax, I’ll wash your hair for you.”

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

“What, does that feel good?”

“HA! I found a weak-spot on you, didn’t I?”

“Are you wearing my shirt?”

“You are ridiculously comfortable…”

“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with…”

“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”

“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

“We should get a puppy!”

STARGAZING

“Aren’t they beautiful?”

“These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”

“Shooting star, make a wish.”

“It’s actually a comet, but I’ll still make one.”

“Imagine if it could always be this way, even in the city.”

“Never thought something so beautiful could exist in nature…”

“Wouldn’t it be cool to name a star after yourself?”

“Y'know, your roof may not be the safest place for us to stargaze.”

“This is why you made me drive three hours out into the middle of nowhere?”

“Is that a– Wait, no, just an airplane.”

“I wouldn’t mind falling asleep out here.

FLIRTY/SUGGESTIVE/SEXUAL

“Did you just… finish?”

“They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.”

“I’m not actually feeling anything.”

“Are you getting any closer?”

“Why do they make this look so easy in all those porn movies?! This hurts like fuck!”

“Did something just happen? You’re not turned on anymore.”

“Shit sorry, am I going too fast?”

“Wow, you’re hot.”

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“Hey, I’m open minded.”

“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”

“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”

“I see someone’s happy to see me.”

“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.”

“Take off your clothes.”

“Tell all those other guys/girls you don’t need them ‘cause you got me.”

“Don’t give me that face, it’s so cute I might not be able to hold back.”

“Boobs are really just squishy pillows.”

“If you don’t get turned on by having your neck kissed somethings wrong with you.”

“Blasphemy! Sex solves everything.”

“I platonically want to have sex with you. No big deal.”

TEXTS

[text]: What do you want now?

[text]: Do you want to bet on that?

[text]: Guess who just got back in town.

[text]: So I might be in a hospital right now…

[text]: We can’t keep doing this anymore!

[text]: Come on, come to the party!

[text]: Can you pick me up from the bar? Too drunk to drive.

[text]: You have no clue how I feel so shut up.

[text]: I call bullshit.

[text]: You thought you could get away with that, didn’t you?

[text] I gave up great shower sex to be here so don’t say I never did anything for our friendship.

[text] Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.

[text] Also, my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall.

[text] Who says no to sex and donuts?!

[text] I know what you did last summer…

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Bonus (just sketchy, because I am a lazy human being) :

Alright! A lot of you asked for more Kuro’s small adventures - so I happily complied.

And since to me the Galra look like huge, ugly, purple space cats (and Kuro is at last half Galra) I made him a little more cat-like in his behaviour. At least that’d explain why he’s such a little shit sometimes.

So here and there he acts like a huge cat would - and did you ever see a cat that loves vacuum cleaners? No. (That one strange cat licking the vacuum doesn’t count. I’m sure that’s not a cat but an alien or something. seriously.) Space robot vacuums are no exeption!

Gonna add some more of these, soon. :D Oh and… Uh… I’ll add more Sheith to it, I guess? :3

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untigravity + explosion and you get a rocket ship.

sometimes I’m not even sure why I am into kacchako because Bakugou is annoying aggresive piece of shit. maybe it’s because I realy want him to grow up, it is interesting to see how a character develops, and Bakugou has the longest way to go. 

why Ochako? I love the chemistry on the battlefield between them. I don’t mean attraction or that Bakugou somehow respects Ochako now, but the way they contrasted with each other and shit.

I want some more interaction between them and moreover the rocket ship thing just has to happen because it’s ridiculously obvious .

Deadpool (2016) Sentence Starters
  • "Shit... did I leave the stove on?"
  • "You're my hero!"
  • "No, no, no, THAT I ain't."
  • "I had another Liam Neeson nightmare."
  • "You know, they made three of those movies. At some point you have to wonder if he's just a bad parent."
  • "What the SHIT?"
  • "I'm gonna wait out here, okay?"
  • "Fake laughter. Hiding real pain."
  • "I'm about to do to you what Limp Bizkit did to music in the late 90s."
  • "Yeah, technically, this is murder."
  • "Love is blind, ____."
  • "This shit's gonna have nuts in it."
  • "You're a lovely lady/man, but I'm saving myself for ____."
  • "That's why I brought him/her."
  • "Do you like what you see?"
  • "Your face is the stuff of nightmares."
  • "Like a testicle with teeth."
  • "You will die alone."
  • "You look like an avocado had sex with an older, more disgusting avocado."
  • "So, am I suppose to just smile and wave you out the door?"
  • "Think of it like spring cleaning."
  • "Life is an endless series of trainwrecks with only brief, commercial-like breaks of happiness."
  • "Finish fucking her the fuck up."
  • "Language, please."
  • "Suck a cock!"
  • "I'd go with you, but... I don't want to."
  • "If your right leg is Thanksgiving and your left leg is Christmas, can I visit you between the holidays?"
  • "Maximum effort."
  • "I'd say that you sound like an infomercial. But not a good one, like Slap Chop, more Shake Weight-y."
  • "Do you want any clothes that are not monochromatic? Have fun at your midnight showing of Blade II."
  • "Listen ___, if I never see you again, I want you to know that I love you very much."
  • "Wanna get fucked up?"
  • "Have you decided what you're gonna say to her?"
  • "Fuck me!"
  • "I don't have time for your goody two-shoes bullshit right now!"
  • "Why such a douche this morning?"
  • "Why don't you do us all a favor and shut the fuck up."
  • "Today was about as much fun as a sandpaper dildo."
  • "Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you."
  • "You can't buy love, but you can rent it for three minutes!"
  • "That's the shit emoji. You know the turd with the smiling face and the eyes. I thought it was chocolate yogurt for so long."
  • "You're really gonna fuck this up for me?"
  • "You've got something in your teeth."
  • "Do you have an off switch?"
  • "We have everything we need now."
  • "I swear to God, I will find you in the next life and I'm gonna boom-box Careless Whisper outside your window."
  • "Ever had a cigarette put out on your skin?"
  • "That was not mean! I'm proud of you!"
  • "I'm gonna need all the guns."
  • "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
  • "Seltzer water and lemon for blood."
  • "It reeks like old lady pants in here."
  • "Your crazy matches my crazy. Big time."
  • "Four or five moments. That's all it takes to become a hero."
Among the Crowd (Soulmate AU)

Summary: Soulmates’ worlds go from black and white to colors when they are in the same room for the first time. Bucky is a famous actor in the middle of a convention, trying to find his soulmate, you.

Word Count: 2,232

A/N: This is a re-write of a Dean W. fic and I hope you all like it :D 

Originally posted by v-writings


Bucky took a swig of water, tightening the cap on the bottle before setting it to the side. His meet-and-greet was about to start. He could hear the bustling of the crowd right outside the door and took a deep breath. Alongside him was Clint, a co-star.

“You doing okay, buddy?” asked Clint, eyes concerned as he placed a hand on Bucky’s shoulder.

Bucky smiled. “Yeah, I’m alright.”

After a few minutes, Nat Romanoff and Sam Wilson took their seats next to each other and the writer of the show, Bucky’s oldest friend, Steve Rogers, emerged from behind the black curtain that had been put up behind the actors.

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Masterlist - Updated 30/4/17

Originally posted by sebastiansource

- read my masterlist here . Please come and let me know your favourites -

Series

Training With Bucky - A series of connected one shots of what’s like to train with Bucky Barnes based off these headcanons here - Part 1

Ficmas - A series of christmas drabbles - Masterlist

Daddy Drabbles - A series of drabbles which detail the adventures of our favourite characters as fathers - Masterlist

100 Kinks - 100 kinky drabbles to celebrate Bucky’s 100th birthday (smut)

Front Line Love - Reader a nurse during WW2 finds herself at the same camp as Bucky. - Part 1, Part 2 (smut)

Riding in cars with boys - A smutty drabble series featuring all our favourite Sebastian Stan characters in cars, so come along for the ride. - Part 1: Carter

Bucky x Reader- Prompt drabbles

“I’m tired of being your secret”/“Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old-fashioned, no string attached fucking” (SMUT)

“Will you just tell me the truth?”

“You don’t need to protect me”/“Didn’t realise I needed your permission”

“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”

“I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..”

Bucky + knives + dirty talk (SMUT)

Under the table at black tie gala (SMUT")

“It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”

“Welcome to fatherhood”

“Stop being so cute”

“How is my wife more badass than me?”

“I’m not buying IKEA furniture again.”

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some of my favorite pics of lee donghyuck

author’s note: this pic set includes:

cute hyuck, candid hyuck, rude hyuck, boyfriend hyuck and pre-debut hyuck! (plus, captions expressed by yours truly)

// putting this under a “keep reading” bcuz its hella long srz no I’m not lmao //

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Days of the week: Thursday (smut)

Words: 2757 

Warnings: Smut, really detailed sex. Kinks and cursing, spanking blah blah blah.

Reader x All the members (Namjoon)

Days of the week l Monday - Jin l Tuesday - Yoongi l Wednesday: Hoseok l Thursday - Namjoon l Friday - Jimin


Originally posted by btsarmybase

   You got into your dorm as quietly as you could. You were fucked. Literally.  Jin, Yoongi and Hoseok.  You were dying inside but you couldn’t be happier. I mean, they were your idols. And you were going to fuck them all. You were going to be fucked by them all. Oh… But that moment you just wanted your bed. Your body was screaming for mercy, you needed some rest. You did lay onto your bed, relaxing.

“Where the hell were you?” your roommate asked you as soon as you closed your eyes. “I know you are grown up enough to do what you want but, come on! You can at least tell me that you won’t come for the night. Cheesus I was so worried”

You opened your eyes hesitantly. Just get out. You didn’t need to hear that that moment.

 “I am sorry, Bella. I was visiting my uncle. Just relax, I am fine” you whispered, falling asleep.

“You are fine? Oh you are fine. You missed class! It’s Wednesday morning and you were out! Cheesus, what’s wrong with you? You don’t come to your dorm all night and you just appear here whispering an ‘I’m fine’, oh that’s good-“she said, but you were so tired it didn’t take long for you to sleep while she talked.

  That Wednesday went completely normal. You did go to your classes, avoiding questions about where you had been the two days before and trying to focus on everything but in what you were doing. You had to keep your good grades. In the night, you had to take a few more questions and argue from your roommate but nothing heavy enough to let you down. How could you be down anyway?


  You woke up with a buzz of your cellphone. It was your alarm. 10 a.m. Thursday. Shit. You were going to have classes for all day long. You just would be able to see him in the night. You had missed some classes already; you had to go at least to those ones. In the classroom, things were going well till you received a message on your cellphone.

 *I suppose you are in class right now so I’m not gonna ask you to come now. I am freaking horny right now, fuck… I have wondered what fucking you feels like all day. Come here ASAP, ok?

                                                                                                                                NJ*

Your heart stopped. The world stopped. Shit, why did he have to send you that message that moment? After that, you couldn’t focus on your classes any longer, you weren’t listening your teacher anymore. All your mind could think about was in what Namjoon would do to you. Was he really a pervert? A daddy? Judging by that message, he wouldn’t let you dominate him that was a fact. Actually you weren’t expecting to dominate none of them, but ok.  That was going to be awesome.

  Your mind was traveling among all the possibilities that it had for you to let Namjoon fuck you when the bell rang. Finally evening. You almost ran out of the classroom, straight to your dorm. You took a shower and got ready as fast as you could. Luckily, your roommate still had classes, so she wouldn’t bother you. But just in case, you left a note. “Went hang out, DO NOT WAIT FOR ME. Y/N*

You texted Namjoon to see if he was there in the hotel and he replied you almost instantly.

 *Yeah, fuck, I am gonna stretch you real good. Hush*

   You stopped in a junk food store to have some food and made your way towards that hotel. Once you entered into the building, the receptionist looked at you curiously. She had seen you going there the entire week, and there you were again. The bodyguard wasn’t there anymore. Maybe they trust me already.

You knocked the penthouse’s door, being greeted by Jungkook.  He didn’t even look at you.

“Hey, Y/N” he murmured and let you pass.

So, he really is the shy one. Or not.

The guys seemed to be already used to your presence, because they weren’t acting that frenetically anymore. That was good. They said their “hi”. Some of them were playing video games. Jin was cooking. But Namjoon were nowhere.

  “Namjoon is right there” Jin said, signaling to you the room he was, “he said you should go there”.

 You furrowed your eyebrows at that. Why didn’t he appear?

You went to the room you were told to and your jaw fell open. As soon as you opened the door, you were presented with a shirtless Namjoon, wearing only sweatpants and – obviously and apparently not wearing boxers – laid on the bed.

“Close the door” he said simply, not even looking at you to check out if it was actually you. “I am gonna get up of this bed, and I want you only on your underwear as soon as I reach you” he said, starting to walk towards you. You hushed, taking of your clothes as fast as you could, and you made it. Before he reached you, you were only in your panties and bra. He stopped a few inches from you, long enough only to check your body. He looked you up and down, sighing as he scanned you slowly. He looked your eyes, staring at it sexily.

“Let’s play some BDSM?” he asked.

BDSM? No shit. You had never done that before. What if you did something wrong?

“Huh…I am not sure about it…” you said sincerely. He raised his eyebrows.

“Trust me. Do you trust me?” he said, his voice incredibly calming you down. You nodded. He grabbed your chin, making you look at him and smiled.

 “I don’t know if you have already done this before, but I suppose you know the rules already” he said. You signaled a “No” and his smile grew. “Well, first of all, you’re gonna do everything I tell you to, without any hesitation, you got it?” he said, his voice darkening. Shit. No hesitation? “Got it?” he asked again.

You nodded. “Two, you are gonna call me ‘daddy’. If you call me something but it, I’ll spank you as a punishment. Number three, I am gonna spank you anyway” he said chuckling, “but in different ways. That is all. Got it?”

 Wow. That was going to be the death of you and you would end up completely fucked, wrecked and destroyed. The worst part was that you were anxious about it.

“But I gotta ask you something… you mind being cursed? I mean… Slut or something” he asked. Hum… did you? You didn’t know. You had never been cursed before.

“Honestly, I-I don’t know. I have never done anything of this” you said.

“Ok. Let’s see.” He said and crashed his lips on yours, both his hands holding your face. You were holding his arms and tasting his kiss. His was much hungrier than the others. There was nothing sweet or soft in that kiss. He was simply hot, needy, wet and exciting. And you wanted more of him. You pulled him closer, wanting to feel him as close as possible. His tongue invaded your mouth without even asking permission. He did bite and sucked on your bottom lip. You had barely started and you could felt your body getting warmer. His hands traveled down, squeezing your boobs on the process and stopping on your butt, squeezing it harshly.

  “I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you today” he pulled away. “On your knees” you obeyed quickly. Your face was leveled on his erection. He was so damn hard already. He pulled his dick out of his sweatpants. Shit. The pre-cum was dripping.

“Lick it off” he commanded and you did as he said. You grabbed his dick on your hands and licked his tip, soon putting your mouth around it, sucking. He let out a deep groan. You teased him, taking more of him slowly, teasingly, and he noticed it. As an answer, he grabbed your hair and forced you to take more of him. His cock hit the back of your throat and you gagged, trying to pull back. “No. Take it a little bit longer” he said and you tried to control your breath. He did hold your head and started thrusting into your mouth, hitting your throat every time. He was literally fucking your mouth.

You were gagging as fuck, your eyes watering, but it was pleasingly. Soon, you felt the warm and salty liquid slip out of him straight down your throat. Wow.

“Stand up. Strip and lay on the bed” he said. You closed your eyes and took off your clothes, avoiding the shyness growing up inside you. You lay onto the fluffy mattress and from the corner of your eyes you could see him stripping too. Fuck. He was so… hot.

 He did go over you and spread your legs, giving him a full view of your dripping pussy.

“Fuck… Look at this. I haven’t even touched you yet and you are wet. I am gonna fuck you so hard” he whispered. His voice was your death, and you just wanted to be fucked already, but you knew he wouldn’t let you cum this easily.

 He leaned in to take something out of the little desk beside the bed and you froze. Handcuffs. Two pairs of them.

 He looked at you smiling devilish.

“You trust me, remember this. I am not gonna hurt you. Whenever you want me to stop, just say it and I will” he said softly, his caring side appearing. You nodded anxiously. He handcuffed both your wrists on the headboard and then your feet, opening your leg. You tried to move but you couldn’t. You were all vulnerable there. Whatever he wanted to do to you, he would. The idea was getting you even wetter. Ah…

  Once your legs were completely spread, he kissed you while brushing his tip on your entrance. You tried to touch him, but of course you couldn’t. He did go down, sucking your neck roughly – that was definitely going to leave marks – and then your nipples; they hardened fast. Your belly was the next target, he gave it bites and soon, he found the place you wanted him in the most.

 He licked your slit deeply, tasting your juices. He smiled and winked at you. He gave you another lick, this time on your clit, adding pressure with his tongue, making you gasp. That was good, but not enough. You wanted more, wanted to feel him, but every time you tried to move, the handcuffs stopped you.

Suddenly, he introduced one finger inside you, slowly. Once it was completely in, he took out even more slowly, teasing you. You whimpered. You wouldn’t be able to handle that longer. He repeated the process again a couple times, and then started pumping in and out in a fast pace, the juices dripping out of you. He added two more fingers and pushed you to your heaven, but whenever you were ready, he stopped moving. He did that a lot more times, masturbating you, making you almost cum and stopping. He was torturing you, giving you pleasure but not completely.

“Fuck, please Namjoon” you begged. He looked at you, eyes darkened, tongue out of his mouth.

“Baby…” he said, caressing your thighs, “I told you…” you thought he would have mercy, “it is daddy, not Namjoon. I said I would spank you, but I didn’t say where” he said and hit your pussy, right over your clit. You screamed in both pleasure and pain. Shit. That was getting intense.

“I-I am sorry daddy. Please, let me cum” you whimpered, blushing.

“Huh, does my baby girl wants to cum for daddy, huh?” he asked teasingly, fingers playing with your nipple as he spoke.

“Yes, yes, please, I can’t take it anymore” you cried out.

“Take what? This?” he said and brushed your pussy, moving his hand up and down, the friction making you whimper as you tried to rock your hip up against his hand.

“Hum… please” that was all you could say.

“Tell me how you want me to fuck you” he said. What? No.  You were not exactly the vocal type. You hadn’t courage enough to tell how you wanted it. He noticed your hesitation, “I told you not to hesitate. If you don’t tell me, then I won’t fuck you”

Little pervert. You had to do that, if you wanted him to fuck you.

 “F-fuck me with your cock” you whispered afraid that the other boys could hear you.

 “With my cock? That’s what you want?” he said, grabbing his dick into his hand and pumping it slowly.

 “Yes, please daddy” you said, now louder than before, dying to be touched already.

 “If that’s what you want, you’ll get it” he said and let your feet go, but your hands were still handcuffed.  You opened your legs for him and he positioned himself between them, not wasting any time to push in. He let you adjust for one sec and started moving immediately, pounding into you not fast but deeply. You were moaning slow, but it didn’t take long for your moans become little screams as his thrusts became rough and violent, stretching you real good as he said he would.

  “Jesus, you’re freaking tight” he groaned, low moans leaving his mouth as he closed his eyes. You tried to move, to touch him, but you were still handcuffed.

 “Please daddy, let me go” you begged. You needed to touch him.

 “Does my little girl want to touch her daddy, huh?” he said, not stopping his thrusts. You just could nod.

He stopped moving, but only long enough to take off the handcuffs.

“On all fours, now. Since I answered your wish, you’ll answer mine. I’m gonna fuck you from behind” he commanded. You got into the position, waiting for him. “Look at you… You want it, don’t you? You’re a little slut to my fucking cock” he said. Slut? You kinda liked it. You knew it was sexually talking.  You didn’t have to worry about it.

 “Yes. I am” you said, blushing. Before you complete your sentence you felt a heavy hand smack your ass, the loud song echoing though the room.

  “Good enough to spank” he said, hitting your ass cheek once more. You kinda liked it. The pain mixed with pleasure. And then, without a warning, he thrust into you, his dick sliding in easily between your folds. You both let out a deep groan as the pleasure hit you.

He pulled your head back by your hair, leaning in to grab your boobs and lick your earlobe while pounding into you harshly, his thigh slapping against yours, the sound audible. Your walls started clenching around his dick, the good, sweet sensation building up inside you slowly, but deeply.

 “Come on, Y/N. Come for me, come for daddy” he whispered and that was enough. You did cum hard, violently, the warmth of your walls around him making him cum with you.

  You both crashed onto the bed, letting your breaths get stable, your hearts still racing.

  “Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?” He asked, his sweet side appearing again. He was no longer Daddy Namjoon, he was just him.

 “No, Namjoon. This was awesome, really” you said sincerely. That was. You had never felt so much pleasure in a single week. Shit, you still had three others to fuck with.

 “Come here, let me clean you up” he said, offering you his hand. He gave you your time, letting you take a shower and giving you one of his sweatpants and shirts.

 “N-no, I already have Hobi’s clothes, I can’t accept” you said.

“Please. Just take it, I’m not letting you get out of here with sweaty clothes” he said.

You got dressed and so did he. Once you left the room, you did go to the living room, where some of the boys were still playing video games.

  “Damn, Namjoon-hyung, you broke the girl. All we could hear was her screams” Jimin said. You blushed as hell.

 “I’m sorry, but I have my necessities” he said.

 “Come play with us, Y/N. Had some fun with us that don’t involve sex” Taehyung said, offering you a place beside him on the couch, which you happily accepted.

  “I hope you still have some voice available Y/N, because I’ll have you screaming for me even louder tomorrow” Jimin said.

✨Dangerous Woman✨

| Masterlist |

Song Imagine

Author: Joi A. Wade

Requested: Yes,  (Maybe a combo of both??) Based off of Dangerous Woman by Ariana Grande, the reader is tired of Pan always being on top. She wants to test her limits, she doesn’t want permission. (..So basically she is top and Pan bottoms..) She is in charge of her sexual desires, not just there to fulfill Pan’s. The reader is a witch that pan is in constant competition with. She and Oan are always at ends with desire and anger ensuring,,,forced to work together and feelings ensure but neither will accept it

Warnings: Swearing | 18+ content | Long | smut 

Note: Gifs made by me. 


Don’t need permission
Made my decision to test my limits
‘Cause it’s my business, God as my witness
Start what I finished

“What am I going to do with you, love? You injured six to ten of my lost boys, stole from us, set fire to the camp…” He paced around the cage, arms behind his back as the she watched his every move with a smirk. “I just might have to kill you, darling.”

“You won’t kill me, Pan.”

“Oh? And what makes you say that?”

“You would have done it by now, instead of interrogating me. Am I correct?” She raised her eyebrow in a smug way, seeing his frustration starting to build up in his face. With a quick lick to his lips, he made his way closer to the cage, no expression on his face whatsoever. 

“You do realize where you are and who I am?”

“I’m very aware. I just don’t care.”

“Why are you so goddamn irritating?” He growled, his hands gripping the bars so tight she could see the whites of his knuckles. Y/n only smirked deeper, getting as close to him as she possibly could. 

“Because. It’s adorable when you’re angry. How you act so strong and intimidating, and shit. Like, you really expect me to be scared of you.”

"Hm. Expect? No. You should be. And if you need reminding of that, sweetheart…then so be it.” 

Don’t need no hold up
Taking control of this kind of moment
I’m locked and loaded
Completely focused, my mind is open

Y/n scoffs in his face, turning the other cheek as she pretended she didn’t know where he was going with this. Sighing deeply, she returns her gaze back to his now deep green eyes, sneering his own words right back at him.

“Let’s play.” 

All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God
Don’t ya stop, boy

Pinned to the wall of his tent, rough and passionate kisses were exchanged between then two. Clothes were scattered all over the room, soft breaths and low growls the only sounds being heard. This was how every argument ended, how every teasing moment would come to; neither one would complain, or admit that this is what both of them lived for everyday. No, not just the sex (even though it’s a bonus) but it was the intense atmosphere the both of them fed off of, the little games they played with each other. 

Pan would never admit it, but he actually had feelings for this girl. Her dominance, her arrogance, everything about her was intoxicating. The same goes for her, only deeper. She loved toying with the lost boy since day one, everything about him she wanted. She needed. But, Y/n hated being controlled, and that’s not a good thing when you live on the island of an egomaniac, sadistic bastard who loves control, fear and agony. 

“Who do you belong to, love,” He would purr in her ear, thrusting at a speed that was inhuman, his hands holding onto her thighs so tight that the bruising he left would be brutal in the morning. 

Y/n chuckles breathlessly, raking her fingers through his hair. “Not you.” 

This only made him angry, his eyes getting darker to where the green was barely visible. He hoisted her legs higher, spreading them wider to where he hit that one spot that made her beg for more. Slowing down and going deeper, he watched as her eyes closed tightly, mouth hanging open slightly, while her moans increased. Pan wrapped one hand around her throat, pulling her in closer to where their lips brushed against each other, and their groans mixed together. 

“I’ll ask again,” He growls, making sure to hit that very spot each time, grinning at every reaction he got from her. “Who..do you..belong to?” 

Y/n opened up her eyes, staring at him with such a stare that could paralyze him right on the spot. And that’s exactly what she did. Halting his thrusts completely, Y/n had him under her hypnotic stare that she learned over the years, dark magic being another thing that drew the two of them together. 

Next thing Pan knew, he was laying down on his bed, with Y/n straddling his waist, a look of pure seduction upon her face. He didn’t move, even though he could, he just chose not to. She’s done this trick before, it’s one of his favorites; whenever he pushed her too far is when the night got even better. 

Y/n placed her hands onto his shoulders, slowly swaying her hips from side to side, grinding herself onto him. Pan bit his lip hard, holding onto her hips, trying to guide her movements, only for them to be smacked away. 

“Don’t touch me. Don’t move. Don’t do shit. Just lay there, like a good boy. You come before me, injured lost boys and setting your camp on fire will be the least of your problems.”

“Wouldn’t want it any other way-fuck!” He exclaims, as they finally connected once again, riding him at a steady pace. Cursing under his breath, and clawing at the bed, Pan’s eyes were shut tight at the intense pleasure he was receiving. Y/n’s moans were groaning higher and faster, as the new angle they were in was hitting every spot and nerve deliciously; leaving long scratches down his chest only increased the burning sensation at the pit of his stomach, his member throbbing like crazy, begging for release. And if not being able to let go wasn’t frustrating enough, Y/n slowing down the pace definitely was. 

“No, love, please…” He begged, never in his life believing that it would to come to that. Y/n only smirked down at the boy, watching as his hips bucked upward, hitting her in the right way every time. Y/n leans downward to moan in his ear softly after every hip thrust he gave, practically making his head spin. 

Nothing to prove and
I’m bulletproof and
Know what I’m doing
The way we’re movin’ like introducing
Us to a new thing

“Shit, Peter, I’m close…” She whimpered, enough to push him to the brink of no control. This was the first time, in all the times they’ve messes around, that she called him by his first name. 

Unable to hold back any longer, he grabs her hips roughly before she could protest, and flips the positions. Pinning her down to the bed, his animalistic thrusts returned with Y/n wrapping her arms around him for dear life; moans and squeals spilled from her mouth like a waterfall while he chants her name like a prayer. 

He whispers unholy things into her ear, biting the said area roughly while keeping his pace fast and deep. Now with her scratching down his back, he had to fight to keep his release at bay, while trying to chase hers. It was as if they were both holding on, neither of them wanting to give up so easily. Putting up a fight, Y/n flips the positions back to what they were before, riding him as fast as she can with her head tilted back in pure bliss. Pan watches her in awe at how hard she’s trying to make him release first, not wanting to be the weak one in this situation. But, he could also see how badly she wanted release, tears starting to stream down her face in desperation. 

Gripping onto her hips one last time, Pan thrusts himself into her sharply, pivoting his hips in an angle that sent Y/n’s eyes to the back of her head and her toes to curl. Repeatedly doing that motion, while whispering encouragements to her breathlessly was more than enough to send Y/n beyond the edge. Arching her back and letting out a large and long scream of pleasure, Y/n finally was able to let go. Her pulsating walls had the same effect on him, as she kept thrusting to ride out her orgasm, his hips stuttered with his release coming fast and abrupt. 

“Oh, my fucking-!” He chokes on his words, his back arching off the bed as his euphoria finally hit. Pan came in long, hot spurts that painted Y/n from the inside, leaving a warm feeling deep inside her. Catching their breaths, glistening with sweat, and the smell of sex surrounding them…it was as if they were in their own little sick heaven. 

I wanna savor, save it for later
The taste of flavor, 'cause I’m a taker
'Cause I’m a giver, it’s only nature
I live for danger

As they were finally calming down, sitting in silence and still connected as one, this was the time where they would just sit and…stare. Watch each other, and just memorize one another’s features. This was a time where they weren’t at each other’s throats, where everything is calm and quite…

Y/n leaned downward to the boy, an exhausted look upon her face, while his wore nothing but a content smile. Keeping the intense eye contact for a little longer, Y/n pulled off him swiftly, wincing slightly at the emptiness she felt afterwards. Sitting up on the bed, she ran a hand through her hair, calming down from earlier activities. 

“Why do we keep doing this, Pan?” She rasped, sighing heavily as he sat up as well. Looking at the back of her head in confusion, he shrugged. 

“Because it’s fun. Satisfying.”

“But, we do this all the time, and go right back to hating each other. I’m starting to grow bored…” 

“I don’t think I ever asked for your opinion, I don’t care if you’re bored.” That was a lie. Inside, he was terrified of her being ‘bored’. What did that mean? Did it mean she was bored with him? Would she move on to someone else? He wouldn’t let that happen, not if he had any say in it. Turning her head toward him, the anger was evident on her face after he said what he said. Quickly, but carefully standing from the bed, she starts to collect her things, ready to leave. 

Like always. 

“Where are you going?” He asked, slowly starting to panic at how fast she’s trying to leave. Usually she would stay a little longer…what’s different now?

“I’m a fool to think that for once you would think of me. To think that maybe instead of these childish games, you would be a man and actually move past this useless bickering and bullshit. But, who am I kidding? We can never be anything but enemies, who fuck each other after every fight.” She snapped while getting dressed, not daring to make eye contact with him. Standing as well, Pan watched her with wide eyes, and mouth hanging open for a moment. He didn’t really know how to respond.

Finally finding the words, he spoke. “Wait, love. Don’t go. I…I do think of us as more…many, many times. I hate having the only way to talk you is by yelling, screaming, and constant headaches. You’re a bitch, of course, but…you’re a bad bitch. You’re a dangerous woman. And I love that about you, so much, darling. I wouldn’t trade you for anything else in the world. I love you.” 

Y/n continued to get dressed, before turning to look at the boy one last time. That angry scowl still colored her face as she glared darkly at his naked form, suddenly disgusted. “You can’t even respond to me. Pathetic.” 

His eyes widened as he realized he didn’t actually speak those words out loud. Pan only imagined himself speaking such words to her, but didn’t dare to utter any of it. He was too cold, too proud of his dark ways, such as an emotion as ‘love’ had no room in his brain, nor his heart. He’s been hating for far too long, cursed to possibly never be loved. 

All girls wanna be like that
Bad girls underneath, like that
You know how I’m feeling inside
Somethin’ 'bout, somethin’ 'bout

Shaking her head, Y/n looks at the ground, shame starting to fill her from the inside. “These late nights that we’ve been sharing are over. From now on, I refuse to be played with, like some cheap sex toy, Pan.”

“Love-”

“I’m done wasting time playing these games with you. To think you were ever a challenge is what really baffles me.” He bites his tongue, while staring back at her in shock. Hurt and offended, he verbally growls at her, that anger starting to boil up from inside him again. On the inside, Y/n was beating herself up. She couldn’t stand making him angrier with her than he already was. The only way she knows how to talk to him would to just provoke him. It’s not her fault, it’s just how she was. Maybe it was for the best…

“Fine. If that’s what you want…prepare to be hunted down by my lost boys, like the filthy animal you are.” He spoke with bared teeth, fist clenched, as his soft green eyes returned to their piercing color from before. Rolling her eyes, Y/n only scoffs at his words, taking out one of the knives from her holster and pointing it in his direction. 

“Prepare to lose more of your lost boys.”

Pan started to stride closer to her, nostrils flared as he threatened. “I will make sure that they show no mercy to you when they catch you. That pretty face of yours won’t be pretty no longer.”

“Aw, then what will you masturbate to at night?” Y/n spat right back, also getting closer and closer to the boy. The last comment left Pan speechless, but it didn’t stop him from throwing another comeback. 

“There are other girls in the world, love. You can be replaced.”

“Can I?” Her eyes flickered downward for a split second, the sight she saw bringing a delightful glint into her eyes, as her smirk grew deeper. “Good luck finding one that can excite you as much as I can, just by using sarcasm.” 

Pan blushed slightly, looking anywhere but at her. Waving his hand, his lower half was covered again by his trousers, but the tent in them was still noticeable. Chuckling slightly, Y/n took a few more steps closer to the boy, to where she close enough to wrap her arms around his neck lazily. He wanted to push her away, but they both knew he couldn’t. 

“Face it, Pan. I weaken you. And you love it.” 

“I thought you were leaving. I recall you being done with my games. So go on, then. I’m not stopping you.” This only made Y/n chuckle more, as she grabbed his jaw to turn his attention right back to her. 

“I’m not hearing you deny it.” Leaning in slightly, she brushed her lips onto his for only a moment, sighing heavily in the process. “I hate that you can make me feel conflicted, Peter Pan. I want to leave, and just throw you out of my mind…but we both know that’s far from possible now. We’re in too deep.” 

Without realizing what he was doing, he had pulled her in closely, kissing her deeply but as softly as he could. Afraid that he might not get the chance, he was going to make sure that this kiss was memorable. Pulling away slowly, Y/n couldn’t hold back the little whine that escaped passed her lips one his were no longer there. Coming back to earth, she pulls away from him fully, seeing the mischief in his eyes, but the evident scowl on his face. 

“Get out. I suggest you start running. The hunt starts at dawn, which mean you have less than an hour to hide.” He crosses his arms, watching as she cracks her neck, grinning at the boy, while he fought not to grin right back. Already knowing where this was going and how it would end up, the both of them ended on the same page. 

“Let’s play.” 

somethin’ 'bout you.

Lay Off, Anxiety

Prinxiety - [Prince (Fanciful side) x Anxiety]

Summary: Prince tries to convince Anxiety to leave Thomas alone. In the process he finds out that his lover happens to be ticklish. [WARNING THIS IS A TICKLE FIC]

I love feedback! Critique is greatly appreciated! PROUD OF ME! I posted two fics one day! And both are Prinxiety, so yes. Just Yes. I’m sorry if this is shit. I have no way to tell as i am the writer and for some reason, in my experience, as a writer it is hard to tell teh quality of your own work. *shrug* les see how it turns out, the other one got 50 notes in two hours so fuck yeah! ALSO I AM SHIT AT TITLES!

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ffxiv characters as hostile_goose tweets
  • Warrior of Light: im physically incapable of anything but a blank stare
  • Minfilia: getting real tired of occupying a physical form
  • Louisoix: designing larger, more powerful clone of myself to thrust my spirit into
  • Thancred: ILL FUCK EVERYONE IN THIS ROOM IF I HAVE TO
  • Yda: Squat game immaculate
  • Papalymo: we are but stars. wait for me, demising flares
  • Y'shtola: cat born without eyelids gets a second chance. maybe there is hope for me.
  • Alphinaud: I just feel like everyone cherishes me but no one respects me
  • Alisaie: seems like just yesterday i was in kindergarten, now im at college. soon ill be dead :)
  • Tataru: i need $80
  • Krile: the reason you're here is to expand what you know and to see how your ideas work with other ideas. also to fuck the shit out of each other
  • Urianger: You read books? I fuck books
  • Moenbryda: why
  • G'raha Tia: took a nap now I don’t know where I am
  • Yugiri: i dream of.. one day… being mammalian
  • Gosetsu: where are my sandals
  • Cid Garlond: bleep bloop motherfuckers let's get this future thing going
  • Nero tol Scaeva: dont like ambient music. prefer listening to machinery churning, grinding, releasing plumes of toxic gas. love the sound of progress
  • Gaius van Baelsar: there’s nothing wrong with hate. if you dont hate then you dont truly love something. without hate there is no love
  • Nael van Darnus: WE DONT KNOW SHIT ABOUT THE MOON
  • Varis zos Galvus: i am goose, king of kings look on my works ye mighty and go fuck yourself
  • Aymeric: 75,000 followers, 0 father
  • Haurchefant: Good morning gentle stallions. Do good things on this great day.
  • Estinien: yeah i got kik. kik you in the head ugly ass motherfucker
  • Ysayle: always consider the possibility and high probability that your entire perception can be misguided and false
  • Edmont: ive done something horrible.. she’s pregnant
  • Kan-E-Senna: Life is kinda like a salad but a lot less healthy; a leafy chewing experience that you die from
  • Merlwyb: FIGHT YA OWN BATTLES
  • Nanamo Ul Namo: not tall enough to reach the webcam for skype
  • Raubahn: i used to have arms
  • Lolorito: I eat money but only because it makes me look cool and fresh in front of the teenagers smoking weed at my park.
  • Ilberd: imagine being obsessed with a country. itd probably be something like being a failure in the eyes of your mediocre parents
  • Lahabrea: everything decaying. i got that apocalyptic swag
  • Elidibus: Cum on the void
*SPOILERS* Why do all my favorite characters die?

Can we talk about this? Today I was watching the latest episode of Teen Wolf and one of my favorites, Brett Talbot, dies.

Originally posted by showandwrite

I feel like Brett is such a sad but wonderful character. His parents died in a fire making him and his sister orphans. Then he was taken in my Satomi. He was an ass to Liam, especially when he was first introduced, but he still cared enough to make sure Liam was ok. He cares so much for his sister that he got a scholarship through lacrosse to Devenford, made them take her if they wanted him, just  so she could make friends at a new school. He’s smart, caring, protective and just so, ughhhh! 

Originally posted by fywolf

On a more personal level he is one of the few bisexual characters on TV and probably the only one on Teen Wolf. I really liked that they had him be bisexual not only because I myself am bisexual but because you typically see bisexuality more commonly in females than male which adds to him being a pretty great character. 

Originally posted by ungifable

Originally posted by spraystills

Though he was only a minor support character that cocky little shit was able to make his mark on me and so many other fans. The reason why he died was to bring forth more drive for the pack and reveal more of this season (the final season ‘que the waterfall of tears’) plot. As a student in video production I say, development wise, that it was a good call but the emotional side is just screaming “WHY JEFF DAVIS?! WHY?”

Originally posted by bansheequeentstmtt

My point is, I know why the writers did it. Hell, I’ve done that in the screen plays I’ve wrote for school but being on the other side is just sad. 

Originally posted by aces-of-winter

But on the bright side we can still look at Cody Saintgnue (the actor of Brett)

Originally posted by celesexually

bad | 02

 He was the cliché bad boy. He was the guy you couldn’t stand. He was the handsome, hot kid who made girls go weak in the knees. He was a brat. You had never liked him one bit, but you had also never gotten involved with anything concerning him. Until one day, when you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Originally posted by whyparkjimin

MEMBER: jeon jungkook x reader (ft. kim taehyung)

GENRE: romance, smutish, fluff

WORDS: 4 589

WARNINGS: badboy!jungkook, badboy!taehyung, cussing, mature

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A/N: you people wanted more, so I’m here to give you more. this is not the last part. again, tell me if you want it to continue. I don’t wanna keep writing if no one cares. and tHANKS FOR 500

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Hello.

I am confused as to why people keep making the joke that Monsta X are/will become male strippers…? They are kpop idols and trained hard and went through a lot of shit to be a proper kpop idol group–not to be called male strippers. Where and how did that joke come into existence…? Some of them don’t even pull their shirts up all the way during the Hero dance simply because they don’t want to!

And the joke that Wonho likes to take off his clothes just for the hell of it?? I guess you didn’t see how many times he tried to close up his shirt after he opened it during that Stuck performance and that moment during his solo vlive when a fan told him to show his abs and he shyly pulled his shirt close because he hadn’t noticed his chest was slightly showing. The look in his eyes looked so sad and ashamed as though it was his own fault that someone was looking at him in that way. He said he likes to work out for his health and to relieve stress–not to satisfy your sexual fantasies. 

I mean really now please stop.

Keep it real, Monbebe. And non-monbebe…please just respect our boys.

Shit said in my Discord group

“While you fight I’m just gonna be making my ramen”
“pest control guy is ur new pokemon”
"this kingler is not accepting my balls”
“I just love seeing how you guys can embarrass yourselves over this”
“Don’t take that out of context”
“Fite me I will make you short”
“Oh hey dude how is it going my shipping troll homeslice breadslice shipslice”
“i came platonically into this room to have a platonic good time and honestly i feel so attacked in a non sexual way”
“Who is better waifu: ____ or _____? I’m asking because I’m caught in the middle of an argument about the topic, and I don’t wanna settle it right away due to the fact that I wouldn’t even hesitate to say ____”
“MY FRIEND TEXTED ME AT FUCKING 2AM! IM GONNA GET BACK AT HIM! IVE READ UP ON PETTY REVENGE I GOT THIS!”
“Sleep so you can blep”
“as apparently i am double satan, i approve of not fucking no”
“I thought this was about the soda for a second”
“You pulled that out of your donkey. The other word for donkey. That begins with an A. And ends with an s.”
“We’re down one furry… This is gonna be hard”
“Do I have to nickshame?”
“I care about chieves because I’m a chiev hoe!”
“Don’t do school, stay in vegetables and eat your drugs.”
"And the Lord did say: eat a bag of dicks”
“Jesus layed a hand on the tax collectors and proclaimed, "Eat my Diction.”
“I platonically think you’re platonically wrong platonically”
“And then there’s kermit.”
“We chill. We chill. We chill. We good. We good? Alright lets go.”
“___ God dammit put your dick away”
“It’s just a prank! It’s just a prank! It’s just a social experiment! A social experiment gone wrong! GONE WRONG!”
“You will not crush me like a bug, I will crush you like a bug for the tenth time gosh dangit!”
“Hey! Leave me be! I’m only slaughtering innocents! I’m not doing wrong!”
“My jackets on the floor, my ego is on it, and my back hurts.”
“Not only are they dying, but they’re dead.”
“By the power of my gigantic yaoi hands, I shall survive this night!”
“I question this group sometimes. And by sometimes I mean all the time.”
“I’m using my night time sexy voice”
“Now we can clean house on yo ass”
“welcome to the bitch house”
“shoot ____ first thats all im asking”
“you mother bitch”
“your dad has a minion kink”
“#Let_____BeThe6Foot3Baby”
“i think we are killing ___ mentally”
“You guys are to be honest. Great and stupid”
“clickty clack clickty clack with this chant I summon spam to the chat”
“You either die a DONG, or live long enough to become the DONGER”
“YOU’RE UNDER ARREST FOR BEING CASUAL. COME OUT WITH YOUR DONGERS RAISED”
“YOU STOLE THE PEEPO”
“a graceful death? you mean flying into the fucking sun”
“I am a howdere”
“did you just call me a tiny angry gremlin”
“the fuck type of kinky shit is happening”
“I think dying is bad for your heath, but I’m not to certain.”
“Guys help i need hardcore memes”
“So I wrapped my mom’s present today, and I’m looking at the wrapping paper, and it’s about as straight as ___; not at all.”
“Update: FRESHMAN FRIDAY People got jumped, thrown in trashcans and shit I however, am fine”
“slide back into sin mountain”
“Hold up ____ likes murder children Explains why she is bias towards me”
“I can’t offer ideas….so I’m just…gonna go back to stabbing at ice with a knife…”
“FUCKING STOP PAPPING BEFORE I FLIP MY SHIT”
“Someone take food and punch me in the gut so hard that it goes into my stomach”
“I see this green foot at the corner of my eye, and I think to myself “No he fucking didn’t-” And I look up and see Kermit the fucking frog holding a double barrel shotgun”
“Okay shut the fuck your mouth.”
“Death cannot come fast enough….In a platonic way, shut up ___”
“It’s not Google, it’s Wikipedia.”
“FUCK YOU! TECH SUPPORT BULLSHIT! FUCK!”
“Did you just curse at me in Mexicanese?”
“Being in band and playing the saxophone was always rough for dirty minded little me….i always had to practice my fingering and tonguing….”

anonymous asked:

I think a lot of ppl consider ghost hunger Creepy or angsty because Danny's nasty green shit is essentially coming from a sentient being as far as most if the fandom's concerned. P like if you ask any Phan they'll likely tell you their favorite character is a ghost... if it isn't Danny himself that is. Imagine in a world of ghost hunger where they're favorite ghost is fuckin cannibalized. Now that's just why it might be... not that I am like that

I see, but I literally have never come across fan art of Danny eating another sentient ghost character that we know

Well. looks like I have to be the first one