You know that last post got me thinking: what is up with the these alleged fans who don’t think Star Wars is funny? Don’t get me wrong: I absolutely am here for the Skywalker Family Drama (because hello I have a pulse) and the Kenobi Sads and the Lore but like…at the end of the day? Star Wars is ridiculous! It’s so delightfully humorous. How do people not see this?! Who are these guys and why don’t they want to actually have fun with any of this nonsense?

For your consideration: Jack Zimmermann, Samwell graduate, still says “making a murder run” to mean “going to Stop & Shop” and the Falcs are so confused.

EX: “Ah, shit.  We’re out of snacks.”

“It’s okay, I can make a murder run.”


“Zimboni!  Come play Mario Kart with us.”

“I’m on a murder run, I’ll head over after.”

Everyone assumes it’s probably a workout thing but like…the context is always wrong?  And nobody really wants to ask because if Zimboni calls it a murder run, they all fear for their legs if they’re invited along.  So it is just this vaguely unsettling mystery until after he and Bitty are out and have the guys over for dinner and Bitty asks,

“Jack, honey, we’re out of butter, do you mind making a murder run?” and as soon as Jack leaves the team just point blank is like “wtf is a murder run already” and Bitty explains Murder Stop & Shop and everyone is super relieved.

It’s so embarrassing to see black girls who straighten their hair, lmao like wtf, you aren’t white, honey! White girls own straight hair!!

See how fucking stupid that sounds? See how fucking stupid YOU sound when you say that it’s wrong for white guys/girls to have dreadlocks? See how much of a racist asshole you are? This whole “cultural appropriation” trend is BULLSHIT. ANYONE can wear/do/dress HOWEVER they want. It’s called being an inclusive, diverse, and accepting society. But that’s right, I forgot - SJWs are NOT striving towards acceptance, because they are dense fuckwads who apparently don’t understand what equality means.

Entire Shelter Tour Playlist/Remixes:

Opening: Technicolor into Shelter

transitions: both say thank you’s and then continue with the show

•Pay No Mind x Easy

-transition: the main drop from Easy into Porter playing piano to the end of Pay No Mind

•Sad Machine x You’re On

-transition: literally the best damn remix of You’re On anyone has ever heard to fading into Hugo making sick beats: DRUM OFF. STRAIGHT UP CORE DUBSTEP TYPE OF SHIT. 1000/10

• OK x Easy Melody

-transition: fading out of OK but merging into harmonies and slowing down + Hugo drums, literally beautiful.

• dope remix of Flicker: Madeon’s Flicker remix x Astre Flicker Remix


• Finale x epic drum beats by Porter

-transition: the high pitched voice in Cut the Kid into the song

• Cut The Kid x Sad Machine’s “is anyone there” then some hard deep beats “oh hi”

-transition: the intro to Imperium but higher pitched

• Imperium x hard beats

-transition: three consecutive beats and then silence as the beauty of the piano moving into the next song, the lights move with the notes.

• Imperium drop x drums once again, sick heavy beats.


• Pop Culture x random cut ins again AND “ EACH DAY ” ONE MORE TIME (I died irl)

-transition: “Say my name and you can say it with honor” into the drop of Pop Culture fading out into Say My Name, “honor”, quiets down into a high speed build up

• Beings (way slower and deeper) x Divinty (porter’s going ham on the drums atm)

-transition: fucking up the entire crowd by making us cry with Sea Of Voices as it gently fades in after Divinity. [Hmu for a full video of this part because I got it and I cried real tears]

• Sea Of Voices x Beings (the deadass best part of the entire show)

-transition: fades into Innocence (oh hell yes) while the drop to Sea Of Voices is ending

• Innocence (that’s it, it deserves its own spot)

-transition: Innocence slows down so much it goes silent, then Porter plays the piano to La Lune

• Sea Of Voices (lyrics) x La Lune (like pure honey for like 5 seconds, BUT WAIT) it goes into a hardcore drum part on porter’s end then gets back to a fast paced remix and it’s chill.

-transition: Fresh Static Snow lyrics melody but on marimba or some shit, it’s lovely

• Fresh Static Snow x Isometric

-transition: Porter playing Fresh Static Snow melody on keyboard and lyrics from Home go along w it

• Home (with hella good beats added)

-transition: comes to a quick stop, fades out then in into a robot voice saying “homeeeeeeeeeee”

• Beings (Porter sings) (Madeon tells the crowd that this song is so dear to him) (tears again) (I think some part of Cormak’s remix is in there)

-transition: fades out till it’s quiet, gentle keyboard on Madeon’s end, buildup

• Beings melody again vs hard beats in between every 10 seconds (it’s like a metaphorical fight it’s SICK even the lights and graphics change from multicolored and bright to dark red) Beings ends up on top at the end.

-transition: dead silence after beings, “thank you” from Madeon, FUCK MEDKKD UP. FELLOW FEELING ON PIANO.

• Fellow Feeling x Icarus

-transition: THE DROP TO FELLOW FEELING AT THE END OH MY LORD PORTERS PLAYING IT ON PIANO, then it ends and Madeon says “thank you” again then silence and Porter plays keys to G2AW

• Goodbye To A World (idk if it’s a stage remix) it was cool and a bit slower, felt like a dream. Porter’s screen says the lyrics and Madeon’s says the lyrics in code(?).

-transition: piano to the melody of goodbye to a world played by Porter, BUT WAIT. there’s a huge glitch and the screens get messed up and the sound is just a nonstop record scratch and everything goes black. Fin.

• Encore: Shelter (again!)
• Hugo sings, all is good, world hunger is terminated
• Porter’s playing keyboard on a marimba setting , my depression is gone
• The crowd is singing along with Hugo and Porter’s soft tones, animal abuse is no longer a thing

-transition: gentle silence, BASSSSS

• melody to shelter on keys, goes into Fresh Static Snow drop x Language

-transition: Porter plays gentle keys to Language x Beings and slowly ends fading out, 3 beats and BAM, the big end.


This has been Jax,(@porterrobinson-worlds)
documenting the entire thing for 2+ hours on YouTube + my own live experience from October 5 @ the Aragon Ballroom !!!

You’re Safe

Prompt: “You’re okay. You’re safe. Just breathe.” for @winchestersnco!!

Pairing: Dean X Reader

Word Count: 949

Beta: One of the bests @babypieandwhiskey!!

Warnings: ANXIETY/ PANIC ATTACK (do NOT read if this is triggering to you)

A/N: Wtf is a semicolon and how do I use it. Woo! 100 followers celebration! 


This hunt had gone extremely wrong and it was entirely your fault; there were no excuses. You had done the recon and you were wrong, you messed up, big time. You thought it was a small pack of werewolves but it turned out to be vampires. They had disguised their kills by taking the hearts out of their victims. You guys walked into the house armed with silver knives and bullets. It was a dirty fight, but you all got out alive. You used anything you could find to take off their heads. Dean found a rusty saw, Sam found an old, worn axe, and you found a samurai sword. You were able to kill most of them but three had escaped.

Now, you were sitting in the backseat of the Impala staring straight ahead, not talking to either Sam or Dean. At first, they tried telling you that it’s not your fault, that any hunter would have made the same mistake. Now, they have stopped trying to talk to you, knowing they aren’t going to get through to you. You have been dating Dean for a little over 5 months now and you were afraid this was his out. He was going to leave you because you were stupid enough to get something so simple, so wrong.

With only the rumble of the Impala to distract you, your mind starts racing. You begin thinking of all the people who will be killed by those three vamps that escaped. The innocent people who don’t deserve that horrific fate. You begin to get exceedingly hot and you can’t keep your eyes focused. You want to jump out of the car but you can’t move, you’re glued to the spot. Your heart rate picks up and you think it’s going to burst out of your chest. So much adrenaline is surging through your body, you’re sure you could run a marathon if you could move. You feel like your brain and body aren’t connected right now. You know you’re sitting down but your legs feel really weak.

Tears are now silently streaming down your face when your eyes come back into focus. The car suddenly stops moving and you strong feel arms wrapped around you. You take in the deepest breath you could muster up and you smell leather and gun powder. You know that smell all too well. You move your body for the first time to see Dean through your tear filled eyes. He keeps repeating, “You’re okay. You’re safe. Just breathe.”

Keep reading

get over it

pairings: yoongi x reader

word count: 4,203 (this is the most i’ve ever written what is this)

genre: smut and a bit of angst ig

for this request

Originally posted by yoonmin


Being a bartender in one of the biggest bars in town was something you loved. The name of the bar was DeTane, and the pay was more than what you wished for and the people in your work environment were easy to get along with. The customers that came to the bar acted responsibly as they needed to and there was hardly any trouble around. Although the customers usually came to the bar to get out and have fun with friends, there were a few people who drank just to forget. Men and women of different ages came to you to whip up the strongest beverage you could muster and you gladly listened to their sob stories. You had no problem with this, even though at times you feel you’re being an invasion of privacy, they would always talk about their problems. But no one could blame them. You were the type of person who would just listen and advise like an expert that they found it hard not to spill everything to you.

Those kind of customers would regularly return after talking to you and would often bring along friends under their recommendation, because not only were your mixes good but the whole atmosphere of the bar was one that everyone seemed to enjoy. However, as of late, the type of customers who’d come with broken hearts weren’t coming as often. You thought it was because it was the end of the year and most people would just forget about their troubles before the new year so they could start off fresh. But just because it wasn’t often, that didn’t mean no one would come up to you.

Like the black-haired young man sitting on the stool in front of you. You could immediately tell that he was one of those people and so you made your way up to him, “Hey there, welcome to DeTane. What can I get you? First drinks are always on the house.” You say. He looks up at you and you almost lose your breath. His pale skin was tinged with small brushes of pink underneath his eyes, on the tip of his nose as well as around the lips, which you could only guess was from crying. But nonetheless, he held a mysterious aura that made him even more attractive than he looked. “Just the strongest you have, please.” He asks, before dropping his head down. You nod before turning around and going off to make his drink, appearing in front of him a few minutes later. “Thanks.” He spoke as you offered him a small smile to which he falsely returned before grabbing his drink and taken a long swig from it, his eyes clenching tightly as the bitterness hit him, immediately making the world around him spin slightly.

You turned around to serve a few more customers before another one of bartenders returned to help you out. Once all the customers had gone to return to the dance floor, you turned your head to see the man still sitting at his stool. You made your way over to him and grabbed his now empty glass, “Another one? Or do you want something else?” You ask, turning around to place it in the sink, “I’ll have a round of shots this time, thanks.” He says, crossing his arms over the table. You nod and grab a shot glass as well as a full bottle of vodka before placing it in front of him. He handed you a bill in return before helping himself to a few rounds of the mini beverage.

“It must’ve been a serious one, huh?” You ask, grabbing a cloth on the counter to clean off the drops of liquid splattered on the surface. “4 years long serious.” He replied, glaring at the bottle as if the bottle represented his partner, or ex-partner. “Ouch, 2 years and over are always the worst.” You say, remembering back from all the customers who’d come in looking worse than this man, and saying how their partner of 2+ years did something wrong. “I mean this is what happened right,” He starts off and you drop your cloth into your apron to give him your full attention, “We actually broke up a few weeks ago because we loved each other too much. But when you love someone so much, it becomes too suffocating. When we were apart we longed for each other so much, it actually killed both of us emotionally.” He says. You nod as you drink up his words. He was putting his emotions into each syllable, you could tell by the tiny crack in his voice as he spoke, and it only encouraged you to be hooked in even more. He took another shot before reconnecting his eyes with yours, “So we decided to just take a break, but that turned into a break up. And just a few hours ago, she came by my place and told me that we should both move on to other people.” His voice is quieter now and you have to lean in closer to actually hear him over the loud music. You’re close enough to notice the small tears that appear in his eyes, and you finally understand how heartbroken he really is.

“So did she move on?” You ask, your voice a gentle whisper as you lean a little bit closer so he could hear you. “No, worse. She was seeing someone during the week we broke up. She said it was so she could lose some of the feelings she had for me. But c’mon, who’d actually believe that bullshit.” He says, before he snaps as if he’d just realised how close you were to him. “Don’t come closer.” He whispered once again, making your cheeks heat in embarrassment, “Sorry, I just couldn’t hear you.” You apologise before you catch his head shaking, “No, it’s not that. It’s just that you smell like her.” He says. You stare at him in shock, being heartbroken was one thing, but being reminded of your lover was even more painful than that, and you knew the feeling exactly. “I’m sorry.” You says, looking at him with sympathetic eyes, just as the first tear rolls down his cheek.

He quickly wipes it away before he quickly finishes the drink, “Don’t worry about it. I should go now…” He looked at your name tag, “Y/N.” You nod, feeling too awkward to say anything, “Alright, thanks for coming in…” “Yoongi. Min Yoongi.” He finishes your sentence before turning around and walking out of the bar. Poor guy. You think to yourself. Too blinded by love that he can’t see what he needs to get over it.

That day wasn’t the last time you spotted Yoongi. A week later, he made another appearance in front of you. “Yoongi. You’re back. How’ve you been?” You asked, flashing your usual smile at him. Almost instantly, his reply is a small smile in return and an ‘Okay.” He sits down on the same stool and your hand up the now clean glass before walking over to him. “How is she?” You ask after you start making the drink he’d ordered. “She’s so confusing, I swear. It’s like she’s taken a complete 180 and now she wants to get back with me. I’m sorry I know how I sound like a teenage girl who’s just broken up with some fuckboy, but I just don’t know what to do. I love her but I hate it at the same time.” He says. You give him his drink, as you look at him in sympathy, “I wish there was some way I could help. But I’m a bartender, not a matchmaker. I have no guarantee anything I suggest will go right.” You say.

At this point, you know what he needs. A rebound. A person for him to be with just so he can see what it’s like to be with someone else before he makes up his mind. But you know that now isn’t the best time to tell him that, so feeding him with white lies is what you do for the next few weeks, all while hinting little things about your idea.

You had no idea why, but everyday as you walked into work, an eager thought washed over you as you hoped to see Yoongi once again. There were customers who’d told you their sob stories, but they were always the same and were never as deep as Yoongi’s. You felt like his story was a sad romance and you just found yourself hooked onto him. Thinking about it now, you realise how cringeworthy you were when the bar was beginning to close and you weren’t able to see the male once again. You had no idea, but Yoongi loved coming in to see you too. He liked how you listened to him when his own friends wouldn’t. He liked how you attempted to give him any advice. But nonetheless, he’d still always come back more blue than the visit before.

And you were slowly getting sick of it.

On the last visit, just when you thought he couldn’t have been more heart broken, he walked past the large crowd and over to the bar. You noticed his puffy red eyes, and you silently thanked your lucky stars that you’d asked you manager if you could finish early for the night for ‘family business’. He took a seat at the stool as you began packing your stuff, “Wait Y/N. Where are you going?” You hear his voice ask you. You sling the handle of your bag over your shoulder and exit the bar before making your way to him. As you’re walking to him, his eyes fall over your figure, having only seen the top half of your body, he only notices how perfect you actually looked. Once you finally reach him, his eyes immediately snap up to meet yours, and he swears you’ve trapped in some sort of daze. You no longer smell like his ex-lover and that’s because as soon as you got home that night, you threw out that perfume, despite the fact that it was one of your favourites, and switched to a different one. “Come with me.” You say, wrapping your small hand around his wrist before making your way out through the back entrance.

You pull him over to your car and climb into the driver’s seat after offering the passenger. “What’re you doing?” He asks after a few minutes when you’re driving out of the car park and down the road to your apartment. “I’m helping you. You clearly need to get over this lover of yours, and there is only one way for that to be happen. Be with someone else.” You say, but once you hear a scoff escape his lip you raise an eyebrow up at him. “What makes you think I want to fuck you?” He asks, crossing his arms over his shoulder, “Everyone notices the way you look at me whenever you come to DeTane. We’re not stupid and also, because I want to fuck you.” You say, in a nonchalant tone. He almost chokes on his saliva as soon as you say that, but he quickly recovers himself as you park your car beside the tall building. “Well then. What’re we waiting for?” He asks as he slides a hand up the inside of your thigh. You bite down on your lip as your hand snatched his away, “Yoongi, inside.” You say, resting his hand on his own thigh before turning your car engine off and exiting the vehicle.

You’re making your way up to you unit when you feel Yoongi’s presence right behind you. He hands rest on your butt as you walk up the stairs, squeezing them a little making you yelp out in surprise. You let out a frustrated sigh as your hand rummages through your bag, your keys being pulled out once you’d found the chain. You stop in front of your door and with fumbly hands, try to unlock the door. You feel Yoongi’s lips hungrily suck on your skin, while his hands roam the front of your body, “You’re not… Helping here.” You manage to hiss out as he squeezes one of your breasts with his hand. You quickly unlock the door and step inside, slipping out of your shoes before Yoongi followed you inside and closed the door behind him. He crashes you against the wall and immediately connects his lips with yours. He easily takes our hands with one hand and holds it up your head.

He lips move down to your neck before he sucks on your skin, giving each of the purple spots a small kiss as soon as he’s satisfied with the colour. You suck your bottom up between your teeth as you look at him, “Fuck Yoon-” He cuts you off mid-sentence by crashing his lips onto yours, slipping his tongue in as soon as your lips connect. You shake your head before pulling back from the kiss. “You think you’re being dom? Ha think again.” You smirk, pulling your wrists from his hold while your hands wrest on his shoulders as you push him to the other side of the hallway against the wall. Your lips are attacking each other’s again and your tongues are wrestling in his mouth, yours taking over his. The kiss was captivating your breaths and before you knew it, the burning in your lungs were too strong that you had to pull away. You rest your forehead on the dip in between his neck and shoulder, both of your soft pants filling the air. You lean your lips forward to place soft kisses along his collarbone. “Y/N. Bedroom.” He whispers into your ear.

You nod before taking his hand in yours and you’re leading him up the small steps before entering your room. You push him back onto your bed before climbing on top of him, stopping on his waist with your legs on either side of him so you were straddling him. You hands slowly went up to unbutton your shirt. Your hands moving at a teasingly slow pace that has a low growl emitting from Yoongi’s lips. You let out a small chuckle as yours fall on his, “Patience, Yoongi. Let me help you.” You whisper, leaning down to place a soft kiss on his lips. He leans in towards the kiss, wanting to get more of you but you sit back up before he can even try, causing a whimper to escape from him. You smile down at him before unbuttoning the rest of your shirt and dropping it onto the floor beside the bed, leaving you in your white bra and black leather jeans. You smirk to yourself at his awestruck reaction before you stand up and pull your pants down your legs. You climb back on the bed and pull his jeans down his legs, your eyes never breaking off his hard gaze until the bulge in his pants is standing too tall not to notice.

In one swift movement, your hands grip the waistband of his boxers and you pull them down his legs, discarding it to the floor. You admire his impressive length for a few seconds before you wet your lips with your tongue and lean forward, licking a long strip up from the base to the tip, earning a shiver to emit throughout the male’s body. Your hands grip his thighs as you place a chaste kiss on his tip to catch the few drops of pre-cum that’s falling from the tip and before he could even let out a small sigh, your mouth is wrapped around his long cock. Your head bobbing up and down to take as much of him as you possibly can. You watch the expression on his face shrivel up in pleasure as his hands, which were previously gripping harshly on the sheets, fly up to your hair, tangling themselves in between the strands to pull you in closer. The feeling of him hit the back of your throat causes a cry of pleasure to escape his lips.

The sight makes you sigh in content and as you feel your saliva building up in your mouth, on natural instinct, you swallow what you can. The sensation making Yoongi thrust his hip upwards, causing you to gag. Your hands moved up to his hips to hold him down as you felt his cock twitch in his mouth. You moved one of your hands to play with his balls, playing with to encourage his orgasm. As soon as you hollowed out your cheeks, he immediately came undone, his back arching off the bed as his load shot down your throat. You slowly bobbed your head up and down to ride out his high, lifting your head up after a few seconds. You placed a small kiss on the tip of his loose member before sitting up straight to look at his face, a smile appearing when you watched his face become worn out. “That was the best fucking orgasm I’ve had.” He says, after a few more moments of just lying in silence. You smiled in victory before leaning down, your hands grabbing the hem of his shirt before pulling it up, you barely got to see the skin on his stomach before his hands catch your wrist. “No let me.” He offers, his hands digging under your arms to pull you up. His lips met yours in a passionately rough kiss and before he knew it, he flipped your position so he was on top of you.

He pulled back from the kiss and your eyes met once again, from this angle you could see the dangerous lustful look in his hooded eyes. “I’m going to fuck you fucking hard, you’re going to rethink all those thoughts you had of me in the bar.” He growls, dipping his head down to bite on your collarbone. A cry of pleasure escaped your lips at the feeling of his tongue running over the painful pleasure from his bites. A small whimper escaped your lips as he sat up, the feeling of his mouth attacking your soft skin disappearing completely, his hands grabbed the hem of his shirt before pulling the fabric up over his head and dropped it on the floor. Your eyes widened as you marvelled his built frame, covered by his milky white skin. Once he noticed your eyes drinking up his figure, he couldn’t help a cocky statement from escaping his lips, “LIke what you see, babe?” Your cheeks heated up as your eyes flew up to his, “N-no.” You simply stuttered, making him chuckle before he leaned down, planting his elbows down on either side of your head, his face was dangerously close to yours, you could make out the fine details on his lips as he spoke, “Well that’s a shame, because by the end of this, it’s going to be covered with deep red scratches from you.” He growled, crashing his lips to yours once again before pulling back.

He moved one of his hands and placed the tip of his finger on your lips, before trailing down your neck and in between the valley of your breasts. His movement stopped, as did his gaze on your bra, you watched him with a hitched breath as his arms wrap around your body, one hand lifting your back up while the other skillfully unhooks your bra and in a matter of seconds, your bra is forgotten about. Next are your panties. His eyes fall on the growing patch of stain that has darkened the spot on top of your clit, and it has his cock growing harder again. He hooks his thumbs into the waistband before pulling it down your long legs. Once it’s completely off, he brings the material up to his mouth, his tongue slipping from his lips as he licks a long strip up the fabric, groaning at the sweet taste of your juices. “Fuck, you’re so perfect.” He moans as his finger runs up between your folds, collecting your juices on his finger before sticking into you mouth.

The sight almost brings tears in your eyes at how painfully slow he’s being, but it doesn’t stop the small whimper to escape your lips, “Fuck me, Yoongi. Please.” You beg, looking into his eyes. “Since you asked so nicely, princess.” He agreed. “Condom?” He asks, “I’m on the pill.” You reassure, making him nod before he grabs your wrists with both his hands, holding them on either side of your head, his face a few millimetres away from yours, “Ready to picked you fucked into oblivion?” He asks, moving his position so he was sitting in between your legs. A small for you is all he needs before he pushes his member all the way into you. He doesn’t allow you to adjust this, much to your dismay, before he pulls his hips back and snaps it back. You arch your back off the mattress as you let out a cry of pleasure at the feeling of him filling you up. His thrusts eventually began growing slower, yet at the same time they were powerful that you were if he hadn’t been pinning you down, you would’ve hit the headboard by now.

After a few more thrusts of his hips, he released his hold on you and sat up, taking one of your legs and throwing it over his shoulder before his grinded into you. You let out a strangled moan at the feeling of the new feeling before one of your hands up behind his neck, pulling him down so that his body was lying on top of yours. His grinds began growing faster, making your moans of his name growing faster, “Fuck, Yoongi.” You breathed out, biting down on your lips as his powerful thrust began meeting with your jerks. “You like it when I’m pounding into you, don’t you babe.” He growled into your ear, causing you to nod as your mouth turned into a small ‘o’ shape. Your hands flew to the his back, your nails digging into his skin at the pleasure of him in you. Your hands travelled down his muscular back, making long red lines to appear following your nails. The pain turned Yoongi on to no end, as both of your highs were starting to appear. He moved one of his hands down to your clit, rubbing on your sensitive bud to help you with your orgasm, while his name continuously escaped your mouth in soft whimpers. “Cum for me, baby. Cum around my cock like I know you can.” He growled into your ear, his teeth latching itself onto your earlobe as he pulled it back slightly. The pleasure he was giving to you was becoming un🐻able (i’m sorry i had to. if you’re on a computer or something that doesn’t see emojis, it’s a bear. and also don’t read the tags if you hate this pun) for you, in a matter of seconds, you clenched your walls around him and came around him. “Fuck, fuck Yoongi,” You cried out as his high washed over him a couple seconds after yours, low grunts escaping his lips as he came undone inside you. The feeling of his seed entering you, making you bite down on your lip, hard enough to draw blood. He continued riding out both of your highs before he pulled out of you and falling on the space next to you, wincing slightly as his scratches touched the soft fabric of the bed.

You turned your head towards him, a worried look on your face, “Fuck, I’m sorry, are you alright? I didn’t mean to scratch you that har-” He cut you off with a kiss on your lips, to which you immediately melted in. He pulled away seconds later, giving the both of your to regain your breathing before he replied, “It’s fine, I asked for it.” He smiled. You returned the smile and looked away, already feeling the air beginning to escape at the curve of his lips. The two of you lay in silence for a couple minutes, regaining from probably one of the best sex both of you have ever had before he turned to you, his arm looping around your waist to pull you in closer to his chest. “Thanks for this. I don’t think she’ll be on my mind again anytime soon.” You let out a small laugh through your nose before looking up at him, “I’m glad I could help you forget, even if it was just for a little while.” You reply before leaning up and placing a small kiss on the side of his lips. “Not for a little while. You’re going to be the one stuck in my mind. I’ll forever remember how you moaned my name as I fucked you balls-deep and how pretty you looked with your mouth wrapped around my cock and also-” Before he could finish talking, you capture his lips in yours for a rough kiss, pulling away after god knows how long. “Round two?” You ask, getting a reply from him before he crawls on top of you, with his hands pinning you down, both of you ready for a much-needed round two.

this is a one-shot pls don’t kill me and ask for a part 2 coz i can’t do that

also, i cried when i found out about yoongi :(( hope he feels better soon

I haven't even seen last night ouat ep but

I feel like i need a damn cleanser. Like i dunno wtf is going on but it feels like bad mojo. Fuck them. Fuck canon. Lets sail our ship of dreams without the crap! Rumbelles are also, very,very welcomed to sail with us. Our ships have always been allies. Whenever SQ gets hit, you wonderful ppl are there. When Rumbelle gets knocked, we will always pick you guys back up. Our Ships have alot in common and we never forget that. So if anyone thinks our fandoms are just gonna dissapear, they are dead wrong. We are stronger together. We do not need canon to validate us. What they need is us to validate them! So stand strong Swen. Stand proud Rumbelle.

Originally posted by midstorm

Originally posted by mindyquinzel

Cody Christian

Cody Christian’s private video, wasn’t meant for the public. And what is disgusting about this is that even if it was meant for the public, people are judging him for something almost every other guy does, so every guy who comments on how wrong it is that he’s ‘jacking off’ I’m surprised you didn’t do it. The person who leaked the video betrayed Cody’s trust, whether Cody forgives him/her or not its completely up to him.

Whoever reblogs or shares the video and called her/himself Cody’s fan, sorry to disappoint you but your not, if you really were his fan you wouldn’t try and make things worse for him, even if they weren’t your intentions you should know that it was wrong, knowing he didn’t post it means that he didn’t want it out there, respect his privacy, because if he DID want it out there he would’ve posted it himself.

I am beyond disgusted by how people are handling the situation, but then again why should I be surprised? Some people out there are cruel and ruthless, in other words not worthy of trust.

Some of you may say that its his fault for sending it to the person he sent it to, well he did make a mistake and he knows that now, but the big part of the problem and the fault belongs to the guy/girl who leaked it.

Yes Cody is an actor in the public eye, but he is also human, and every human being deserves his privacy and respect, judging by the person who leaked the video he had none for Cody and I have no idea why he wouldn’t respect such a sweetheart.

This message doesn’t only apply to Cody, but all of us in general, we have to learn how to respect each other’s privacies.

I will always support Cody no matter what he does, and if people don’t like it, they still shouldn’t do things like this and I am highly disappointed. 

What does it matter

If I ship Pharmercy/Mercymaker/Raptoramaker/SpeedyRecovery?

What does it matter

If some of you guys ship Gency? 

Canon or not, what I ship are the things that make ME happy and MY own happiness matters TO ME.

What’s wrong here are people who go around imposing their own ships on others, saying that X is better than Y; it’s almost as bad as shoving religion down ones throat.

That’s nasty and leaves a bad aftertaste.

So what if the whole Gency thing turns out to be true?
Good for you guys then. I’m happy for you but I don’t give a fuck.

Just be an adult about it please and stop going around antagonizing people just because they don’t share the same opinion as you; or you repeatedly insisting that oh, Gency is Canon now therefore all your own ships are invalid.

Go away please, unfollow me, block me whatever! Just leave me alone with my 51654324687 ships and friends who share the same interest as me!

anonymous asked:

Wtf? Rey's like my favorite character and I'm honestly shocked with the response to Finn rescuing or protecting Rey (didn't he already do that)? Finn's amazing and strong and noble and just the thought of him discovering that he's FS, and using it to save Rey makes me wanna just AHHHH*squeal*! And the superman and noir aus were brilliant? What the hell's wrong with these people? People are just being stuck up these days smh. I'm so sorry you guys have to deal with this nonsense. (1/2)

And just for the record, when Rey was captured by Kylo and rescued by Finn, it GREW her character development because it showed her that she could be vulnerable, but that there was someone who would risk everything to save her. It taught her that she didn’t have to be alone. That’s the point of her character, teaching girls that they can be independent, but they don’t have to be alone. If you can fight for yourself, good. But just know that there’s someone out there who will fight for you. (2/2)

Emphasis added by me because it captures exactly what I love about Finnrey.

Originally posted by forbeautifulpeopletv

To the idiots of tumblr

“Can share contact”, “wanna trade contacts”, “got anymore info on her”, “got any social media link”???

Seriously, wtf is wrong with you guys? Please stop pulling down the standards of men on Tumblr and online in general.

Do you really think me or anyone else would share our contact with some random dude online? Like even though its a fuckbuddy with limited feelings involved, which man would throw her to the next dude online? I know you boys are horny but come on, im sure you have enough blood to be shared between your boner and your brain at the same time.

Just creating some tumblr account with a random picture of your dick or whatever and stating your stats on your bio with a “feel free to contact me ladies for some fun” really isn’t gonna cut it! Its pathetic

And even if contacts were shared with you, are you seriously just gonna message a girl randomly with a “hey saw you online you look hot wanna chat?”. Wake up the idea please, stop embarrassing yourself!

Danganronpa Trailer is out 030!!! (It’s 3 in the morning why am I wake ;m;)


And here’s Shinguuji about to list all the ways you’re wrong and he’s right and you a dumbass >:V

Kaede’s taken aback by how fabulous our boy Shinguuji is.

Tsumugi’s looking nervous ohhhhhhh 0o0;; (My mind did not think of anything lewd here no shut up guys >:0 )

D’awwww Tenko, you so cuuuttteeee! <333

WAIT WTF IS YOUR FACE?????? WHAT??? TENKO???? TENKO?????!!!!?!??!!?!?

I just wanna take a minute here to appreciate Tojou’s voice. What a nice voice <33 

New Tojou sprites! Yaaaay! … That one there is sideways, huh? Why’s she sideways? That’s kinda weird to me :0

Ahhh there’s my Maki look at my my Maki what a nice girl ^o^

She’s thinking reeeeally hard here! You got this girl! 030!!

Overall, what do I think of this trailer? 030

A+. 10/10. Good trailer <33

evak. final ep of season 3

well, i have no words. literally.

i still remember the day i decided to watch skam. you know, it was one of the best days in my life. this tv show tought me so many things. i will forever be grateful to everyone who is concerned in creating it.

Originally posted by karsdickpiercing

to be honest, i thought that there’s gonna be something really bad in final episode. i even thought even’s gonna die (wtf is wrong with me). but thanks god evak got a happy end. even though i didn’t completely understand the ending of this ep, i still think that it was one of the best episodes of this season. 

Originally posted by buckypupbarnes

and god, eva and chris? yes, please 

Originally posted by isakeventrash

i probably have hundreds of mistakes and im sorry for them. english is not my first language and yeah my hands are still shaking and i can’t think properly. love you all, guys

Here’s another session but instead of a character’s last words, this time it says how much of a cinnamon roll they are and some are quite iconic or special.

You’re not so pure white now aren’t we Akane?

I probably wrote his name wrong. I don’t give a fuck but we already knew that this guy was not a pure cinnamon roll. He’s too awful for this world, too vile XD.

Even with this, Ginoza is being told that he is just decent. Poor baby but at least he’s a cinnamon roll, even if just regular XD.

Of course he’s too good and too pure for this world. He was sent to heaven!


We already knew that bit.


No wonder Kou wants to kill this fucker so badly. He hate competitions XD

Just decent. He’s just decent, just okay… He is okay. Just okay. Just…

Shion is probably tainting her >.>

Even after all those kilings and butcherings, I am still a beautiful cinnamon roll who’s simply too good for this world. Simply too pure XD

Yesterday I woke up to this awesome surprise and I’ve been thinking about whether I should make a post about it or not. I’m afraid this will look like I’m bragging and saying “HA! I MADE IT! I’M FAMOUS!” but trust me, that’s the opposite of what I think :)


Thank you for thinking that I am worth following! Thank you for your constant support! Thank you for visiting the blog, liking a post, leaving a comment or just saying “wtf is wrong with her” :P

I still want the blog to be a safe place for everyone, where you can find silly posts, nightmare fuel and a small family to share your thoughts, problems and passions with! And that’s what I’m gonna do: make stupid stuff that can make someone smile, share gifs and fanarts and worship our lord Sat-I MEAN, NOTHING

All jokes aside, thank you so much for being here with me! I really appreciate you! Papa bless :D

- Mariel

anonymous asked:

pretty sure h**** doesn't own the black and white filter...if you guys would stop making everything louis does about h**** that would be nice :)

u w ur rude message and asterisking harrys name wtf is wrong with u..

actually read the posts and realize we’re talking about EVERYTHING abt the picture..

also photo creds go to harry i don’t make the rules larry do 😎