ah this is so bad oh well

I doodled Luciel again, hihihi! ^//w//^
I noticed, he is starting to look kind of evil, but it can’t be helped, he is a little demon after all. >.< 

I just got ideas for lots of MikaYuu stories with the children, but I have to continue (ah, I am so bad at it… xD) the last story I posted as well. Oh, but one-shots in between could be an alright solution! :’D

In most stories I have ideas for, Luciel’s fate is not a very good one, though… -.- Due to his demonic side being so powerful and twisted. ^^; His left horn is also broken (that’s another story…). 
But considering I always write my ideas in “what if” situations (visual novel style xD), there is a possibility I’ll ignore all the possible bad endings for Luciel, and only focus on the possible good endings for him. ^w^
(Also, his scars will heal eventually! His horn won’t, though…)

diggitydamnsebastianstan  asked:

bnha for the ask meme thing? pls and thank 🌸🌼🌺

Yes, sir-ree, @diggitydamnsebastianstan

Holy cow that username is amazing. I love it so much. Be proud! :D 


I realized when I posted that, that I haven’t exactly posted anything outside of Hunter x Hunter and BNHA. Whoops. 

But I’m gonna answer these anyway and please at least… I think eleven, anons, who asked this same exact thing. Haha. 

My bad, guys. Here’s my SHORT LIST of answers! *Gasp*

Favorite Character: Midoriya Izuku. Just. Ah I posted something awhile back about this… somewhere. Eh. He’s just. I love him. I’m very intrigued by Bakugou Katsuki as well. And their dynamic. Oh my lord. *Rants.*

Second Favorite Character: Haha. Bakugou Katsuki. Um, but I also really enjoy All MIght, which was not something I expected when going into the anime.

Least Favorite Character: Mineta is an obvious answer… I mean, he’s everyone’s least-favorite. But, there are plenty of characters I just don’t care for in general, sadly. Honestly, I’m actually not too impressed with Iida Tenya as a character. He’s not awful by any means, and I don’t dislike him, but… eh. I don’t know. He’s not as interesting as some of the other characters to me. 

The Character I’m Most Like: I’m horrible with questions like this. But, I identify with Midoriya on an almost scary level. It feels strangely egocentric to even compare myself to the main character. But, he is the one I was drawn to the most and had me saying “wow, me too” far too many times to count. So I’ll just go with that.

Favorite Pairing: BakuDeku. KatsuDeku. Bakugou and Midoriya. The Wonder Duo. You know. Them. Them. Them. I will go down with this ship in flames and hurricanes. 

Least Favorite Pairing: I’m such a brat when it comes to pairings… I’m so picky and oddly territorial over my ships. I tolerate and respect every ship, but I think my least-favorite would actually be… Dekubowl. Haha, kind of cheating but, ugh, I hate how it portrays Midoriya as a character. I won’t get into that on this post, though.

Favorite Moment: I CAN’T ANSWER THIS. I’M SORRY. There are far too many moments that are just… ah. This show is so wonderful in its coming-of-age elements and the main storyline is so fun and riddled with themes that I love. It’s too hard to pick. 

Actually, okay, I think, though, that Midoriya’s fight with Todoroki in the Sports Festival was pretty mind-blowing and very cool to see for both characters. Not the ultimate favorite but it’s pretty spectacular, so…

Rating Out of 10: I’m rating Boku no Hero Academia an 8/10.


Everyone can see Rory! Everyone.

for @hermione-mak-gilmore and @literati-turn-right

Dating Bobby would include

Originally posted by ygboys-ot11

  • a lot of pet names like every pet name ever invented would be said to you one way or another 
  • babygirl, love, sweetheart, babe, baby, just everything that made your heart all tingly
  • would speak english to you constantly, i mean who wouldn’t love bobby speaking english
  • those friendship-kind-of-feel-skinship
  • the constant arm around your shoulders
  • and puts it around your head and putting you into a headlock
  • but then he chuckled when you’re not giving any restraint to his headlock bc he does this all the time
  • then he would put his head on top of yours and smell your hair 
  • he loveeesssss smelling your hair 
  • and would do it whenever he could i swear to god he would just smile whenever he smells it 
  • and whenever he’s sleeping over at your place he would borrow your shampoo
  • even buying the same one as yours and bring it on tour 
  • bc he said that it reminds him of you
  • wears those musky really masculine body wash and aftershave 
  • and he smells delishus
  • gives you all of his hoodies bc it smells like him 
  • and you’ll give it back to him when it’s starting to lose his smell
  • and he will take the hoodies back on tour because it smells like you
  • ok hold up. sorry but ok this is too intense for me
  • always holding your hand anywhere because he always walks faster than you and he would make you catch up to him
  • and a few pulling and tugging your arms just wait he’ll want to walk everywhere with you 
  • from night markets, malls, walking you to school, parks, everywhere just he’s very active okay 
  • he’s active, in bed 
  • all the food all the games?!! i mean its such a perfect date for bobby tbh
  • he would buy all this foods for you
  • and shoving them in your mouth first before devouring everything into his 
  • and would buy every single thing he sees bc he loves to eat and so does you
  • like both of you would just eat 24/7 
  • i feel like he would love his girl to eat just as well as he is 
  • so dont you order that fancy salad off the menu bc he just wont and cant have it 
  • and he would play those games and try to win the ridiculous prizes for you 
  • with his child like competitive side lets just imagine
  • and since u guys played all the time and bob is sooooo good at playing games (look at all the vapp guys hes  a downright ace) he would win a lot for you until your rooms will be FILLED with all the stuffs bobby won for you 
  • usually he will win you the really huge dolls, and when you play to win for him it will just be those really small trinkets (bc u suck) that bobby would keep in his room on top of his dresser 
  • and then eat again 
  • and again
  • always carrying tissues everywhere bc that boy cant eat properly to save his life 
  • and he would be whining when you wiped it off with a tissue and not with ur mouth!!!!!!!!!!! OMG
  • he would be so clingy and needy all the time tbh he would be so cute god help me 
  • mornings with bobby would go both ways
  • its either
  • lazy lazy mornings 
  • “babygirl staaayyyy in beeedddd”
  • “babe i want to sleep some more”
  • with that raspy voice?!@&?!
  • and pulls your body back straight to bed 
  • or 
  • he would be such an early bird waking up in the morning and cooking breakfast or eating leftover
  • reheating them in the microwave and not letting it hit 0 secs bcs the sound will wake you up in your sleep
  • he’ll let u sleep but would wake you up when he’s done eating because he’s bored
  • ordering americanos and drinking lots of coffee in general
  • just having strolls around the park with coffee in your hand and his hand in the other
  • ramen date nights!!!!
  • where both of u would just pig out and let ur face be swollen the next day
  • usually occurs when he has concerts and day offs the next after
  • no drama whatsoever in this relationship bc u both r chill af and ure both really secure with ur relationship
  • “well did you get jealous?”
  • “well, no, bcs i got you”
  • OH OH OH 
  • and since he’s really bad at taking care of himself esp his voice due to all the stress and those screaming and rap performances 
  • you would have to FORCE him to drink herbal hot green tea and thats when he hates loves u the most
  • “babe, sirheo” “babe no why it’s too hot” “ah babe too hot!!” “ah why did you make it that hot” “put a lot of honey in" 
  • but would secretly loves it when you’re so intent on making him feel better since he’s always working hard 
  • like bringing food whenever he wants u to and massaging him!!!
  • he would love massages from you and would do the same for u if youre tired 
  • flexes his abs 24/7 
  • and his arms like gOSh i get it ure hot i get it but YOU WOULD LOVE IT 
  • nuzzling into his arms and shoulders 
  • sharing every single thing you own 
  • eVERY LITTLE THING shirts pants god even toothbrushes 
  • whats yours is his whats his is yours
  • like its not even a debate anymore its rlly intense both of u just really really gives your all in this relationship, LITERALLY
  • at first u would be really hesitant to depend so much on him and shares everything
  • but then he would really look into your eyes and drills it into your head that
  • "a lot of things are yours, babe." 
  • and u know that he means it, like his heart is yours, his firsts are yours, he is yours
  • sharing clothes 
  • just imagine his really big oversized shirts worn by you
  • when you go public:
  • both of u would just go everywhere together and being the social butterfly he is, he would run into tons of people and would just proudly introduces you to everyone
  • writes all of his lyrics based on you
  • the sex would be so fucking good 
  • like i mean come on look at him 
  • will be so passionate every single time its just like a switch 
  • but will be pretty vanilla imo
  • will try to make both of you feel good 
  • only calling him "bobby” when you’re mad at him 
  • and when ure mad he will be turned on too bc thats what u call him in bed 
  • so every argument will be solved with sex whats wrong with that
  • its mostly just disagreement or when you’re both frustrated with each other bc ure both very stubborn 
  • frustrations there is just a lot of frustration
  • but he’s your ride or die
  • he will be SO PROTECTIVE and so a BIASED  towards you
  • will defend u till the ends of the earth in front of anyone
  • but thats what he loves most about you, that you’re stubborn
  • and thats what u love most about him the fact that he’s very passionate in everything that he do and he has a strong and clear vision of all his philosophy and choices 
  • so its always fun to see you bicker about the different opinions between the both of you
  • calls him jiwon, babe, baby, bb, bobba, bubba
  • “bobba” how cute :(((
  • a lot of midnight strolls and a lot of eating junk foods 
  • watch tv series together in his bed in his arms with ur legs tangled over each other and nose kisses and eye smiles and just everything cute and fluffy is in bob when he wants to be- ass grabbing in public 
  • “yah! babe!” and he would laugh at your reaction 
  • so you would spank him back 
  • and both of u would have a good laugh
  • matching tattoos, somewhere hidden with only the two of you who knows 
  • carpool karaokes 
  • rap battles
  • and if you’re not korean and you can’t even keep up with half the shit he spits
  • he would freestyle for you in full english so you could rap his songs
  • and probably would write you tons of lazy raps in english and record them 
  • and gives it to you for ur anniversary or birthday
  • plays guitar hero xbox
  • going to church togetherrrr!!!!!  
  • whenever he has the time to
  • bc i feel he would want someone with the same beliefs as him, but would love u nonetheless if ure not
  • sends memes and snapchat funny faces when he’s away on tour
  • can be really romantic if he wants to be, but you’re the kind of girl who loves fun relationship more than the romantic one
  • if you’re not from korea, he would love to travel to your country and learn about the culture
  • i feel like he will be so open to the possibility of dating an international fan
  • “babe, whats this” “uwa whats that” “babe what did u just say” “babe, teach me how to say i love you" 
  • and he would just know what to say i love you and i’m hungry 
  • afterall he would just be so amazing okay
  • if he ended up not to be with one of us please please i beg u with all the kindness in my heart pls pls take care of him
  • because he fucking deserves it 
  • he has one of the best hearts i know out there 
  • and u would not regret dating him bc he’s just really2 good with u and he understands u 
  • and will accept every single flaw within you with such love and compassion
  • and you would do the same thing for him and thats why your relationship will last 
  • bc the both of u really respects each other 
  • and rlly accepts one of the other so it’s easy to forgive one or two things that u guys might have done 
  • ok 
  • im done- let me live- 
  • he’s just the best ok

Originally posted by ygboys-ot11


Originally posted by ikon-global


Originally posted by jiwonsqueen

at this

Originally posted by endlessikon

magical nonsense

Originally posted by hanbi-i

haha yea right im doomed. 

Locked Up

Can you do a reaction to getting locked in the school overnight with your crush, the bad boy, BTS

These are more like scenarios if anything but I still hope that it was close to what you wanted, and I apologize for taking so long to post this

[Gifs do not belong to me, all credit goes to rightful owners]


Originally posted by simondismydaddy

Being locked up in school isn’t great. Especially when it’s dark. And alone. Well at least you were until you ran into namjoon, the bad boy of the school and honestly you were thinking that it possibly couldn’t get any better. You liked him and now you were alone with him. He seemed quite surprised to see you out of all people in school so late. Namjoon did know you, kinda, since he sees you in like half his classes and getting the sense that you weren’t ok with being alone he dragged you along to an empty classroom. Great. The whole time you two were in there you personally felt like you were about to explode. Yeah, he made you swoon that much. “So why are you stuck in here?” his head tilts a bit and his gaze meets yours. “I could ask you the same thing,” he smirks a little and pick his head back up, still looking into your eyes. “Fell asleep in class, and the teacher didn’t bother to wake me up.” The way he rolled his eyes told pretty much what he thought of his teacher. “Now you tell me your story.” “Well lets just say last minute restroom breaks aren’t a good idea,” you chuckled awkwardly as he grinned. He opened his mouth to speak but the lights of the room turned off and you instantly cuddled yourself into namjoon without a second thought. After realizing this you blushed muttering a quick sorry and pulled back from him but he put his around you and kept you close. “It’s ok, I don’t mind holding you.”


Originally posted by beagletae

You never thought you’d get detention, you weren’t perfect but you never did anything wrong, and you didn’t think that detention would be the reason you’d be locked up in school. It was already dark and school was already scary enough you didn’t need this. Seokjin soon came along when you found him asleep in one of the schools closets, and all because he wanted alone time. The whole time you guys talked and just strolled the dimly lit halls which was a little more comforting with him. He might of been the bad boy but he was actually pretty nice. Being with him in a situation like this just made being locked in school not so bad. “You know how I got stuck here, what’s your story?” “Detention,” you groaned slightly. “Oh someone’s been naughty,” he says teasingly making you blush. “I didn’t do anything bad, my teacher is just strict, and he ‘forgot’ that I was there and left me.” You grumbled under your breath and jin laughed a little when seeing you puff your cheeks out of irritation. “Ah, cute,” he mumbles to himself. “Hey well on the bright side you’re stuck with me,” he winks at you and you swear you stopped breathing for two seconds. “Yeah, I’m with you,” you smiled.


Originally posted by minniesuga

You weren’t all that surprised when you realized that you were locked in. It’s what you get for hiding away to ditch you’re last hour only because you were trying to avoid your crush. New seating charts aren’t  that all great because now you sit right next to him. And at the moment you thought you were screwed because he suddenly popped up decided to tag along with you at some point even though he seemed to pay no mind to you. You were already hating life at the moment and you were hating it even more because he was here alone with you and you knew you were going to embarrass yourself at some point. The cafeteria was left unlocked so you sat across from each other in silence and glancing at each other every now and then to. Perfect, you thought. I’m not doing anything and I’m already embarrassing, you mentally slapped yourself as you tried avoiding eye contact with yoongi. “So you weren’t in class today,” he says and you finally look at him, but he was staring at his hands. “Why not?” his eye looked up and you looked down again and blushed. “I-I wasn’t feeling it today,” you say. “Just for that class?” he raises a brow. “I mean- well-  no it’s just,” you groaned and your hands rubbed at your face making yoongi chuckle. “You don’t gotta explain it’s fine,” your eyes meet with his now and he smiles slightly. “Just don’t skip it next time, it’s lame when you’re gone.”


Originally posted by jeonsshi

So you’re in school, and it’s way past school hours. And you’re also alone…in the dark…and locked in. What could go wrong? To say were scared was an understatement. You were terrified and who wouldn’t be when you’re stuck in school at night. You were sure you were going to die in here, it was the perfect set up for a horror flick. When you heard a sudden bang you screamed and another scream followed, a scream that wasn’t yours. “God you scared me!” Hoseok huffed and held his hand to his chest. You stared at him relieved that you weren’t the only one her now but also wondering why he was here. “S-sorry I didn’t mean to,” you rubbed your arm sheepishly. “It’s fine, kinda my fault to since I dropped that trash can back there,” he points behind him and laugh. You couldn’t help but giggle “and how did that happen?” Hoseok stood by you now with a shy expression. “Don’t tell anyone but I got a little freaked out and ended up running into it.” You smirked a bit and cross your arms “the famous bad boy, Jung Hoseok, was scared?” you said dramatically. “Yeah, yeah whatever you were even more scared you screamed like you were about to die,” “Well because I thought I was,” you shared a laugh before he gently held your forearm and smiled as you felt the heat rush to your cheeks. Good thing it was dark. “Maybe we should stay close just in case anything else happens,” “O-ok”


Originally posted by gotjimin

Never in your life did you ever think you’d be stuck in a dark room alone with your crush jimin. Well of course you have. And it was happening, but not the way you thought (you dirty person you;)) You were in a dark room alright but that room was the janitors closet…at school…locked in. Now you didn’t know this would happen you were just trying to hide away from the douches that were bugging you. Jimin was hiding away to but that’s for a whole other reason and apparently he had the same idea as you. He startled you as he swung open the door and slipped in with no questions asked. He shut the door and quickly put his ear against it and just as you were about to say something you felt his hands roam around your shoulders then your face before cover your mouth and bringing your head to his chest. “Stay quiet,” he says, ear still pressed against the door. Seconds past and you squirmed out of his grasp “what are yo-” “shh!” you sigh “what are you doing?” you whispered. Jimin stayed there for a moment before leaning away from the door and turned around to face what he assumed to be you. “I was running away from a friend of mine,” “why?” “I pranked  him, and I got him good this time.” You couldn’t see but you knew he was grinning ear to ear. “Who are you by the way?” he asks. “Oh y/n, not sure if you know me but we have the same history class.” He stood silently for a second. “Do you have your phone?” “Yeah, why?” “Turn on the flashlight so I can see you.” You did as you were told and it wasn’t until you turned on the light you realized how close he was. You dropped your phone out of surprise and you both reached for it. At that very moment there was a click. “Did you hear that?” You got up and jiggled the knob only to groan when realizing that you were locked in. “Well were stuck in here,” you huffed and hit you back against the door. Jimin had the light on you and he giggled suddenly. “W-what?” you were beginning to blush. “Nothing, you’re just cute when you’re angry,” “B-but I’m not,” what was he saying? “well, you’re still cute.”


Originally posted by taedamn

When taehyung asked you to help him out with studying after school you were quite happy and took the offer. How could say no to him? Yes he’s the bad boy but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t strive for good grades. Plus you liked him so you were down to help him out. But there you were, by the classroom two hours after the last bell had rung waiting on taehyung to show up. A few more minutes, you thought. And after those few minuets you already made your down the hall. Of course he didn’t show, you scoffed to yourself. You found yourself at the main entrance just about to push open the doors when you hear your name being called. “Hey where are you going?” “Home,” you said a bit harshly. “Why? I thought you were gonna help me out?” he pouted almost. “I was but then you showed up tow hours late and I have to be home.” There was really no reason to be mad but if was gonna be busy before hand he should’ve said something! You tried pushing open the door but it wouldn’t budge so you tried the other one but to no avail it didn’t open either. Taehyung then went in to help but that didn’t work. “We’re stuck in here,” he said all too calmly. “Stuck!?” you eyes widened. “As in we’re locked in here?!” You ended up going through the whole school just to get out but everything was locked. Eventually you gave up and sat in a hall hugging your knees. Taehyung looked at you and really couldn’t help but think it was his fault (really wasn’t) and sat by you. “It’s not so bad y/n, I’m here,” he smiles at you and you sigh and return a slanted smile. “Well I hope you’re good company,” you joked. “I guess to pass the time we can study?” you say unsurely. Taehyung smirks suddenly and his eyes lock with yours. “I have a better Idea.”

(you played hide and seek you nasties) 


Originally posted by jungkookpresent

You just wanted to work in peace and quiet get finished early so you could take a nap but no~ jungkook kept throwing wads of paper into your hair and bugged you anyway he could. And here you thought that sitting right in front of him was a blessing. (Still kinda is I mean he notices you) You tried to stop him but he wouldn’t have it and you were slowly becoming more and more irritated. You were a time bomb and any little thing at that moment could make you explode. Jungkook, of course, helped with that when he poked your back making you yelp and scream at him for not leaving you alone. And now your here. Stuck in a class room tired and annoyed. “C'mon I already said I was sorry,” he kneels in front of your desk with his arms resting on it and head sitting over them looking up at you with his big brown eyes. You rolled your eyes and avoided any eye contact with the boy. “Sorry isn’t gonna take me home now is it.” It was his turn to roll his eyes. “Why must you hate me so,” “I don’t, you just irritate me,” you said bluntly. “So you do like me,” he beamed. You choked on your own air and the blood instantly rushed to your cheeks. Jungkook laughed at your reaction letting himself fall to the ground and just kinda roll there in laughter. You glared at him with your now rosy cheeks and stood up from your seat and made your way to the door. “W-Where you goin’?” He scrambled to pick himself up from the floor and raced to the door to block you from it. “Home I don’t want to be here,” “Aw, I was only joking you seriously can’t be mad, plus you can’t just leave.” “whatever,” you moved him out of the way and reached to turn the knob but it was locked. You groan and tried the other one but you were met with the same fate. A locked door. “Great, Just great!” “Locked?” “What do you think?” He comes near you again leaving you trapped against the door. “Well if that’s the case, I have a way to make you forgive me.”

Hope you liked it😊

and again I’m sorry this took awhile it’s been a busy week and I couldn’t really work on anything.

Much love~💖

Circles and Lines (SMUT)

A/N: hi this is the first time I’ve ever written anything that wasn’t for school let alone a smut (imagine having to write smut for school rip) sooOoOoo I hope it’s not too shitty!!

“Come overrrrrrrrrr.” Your best friend of years, Gray whined through the phone. You let out a deep sigh. You’ve been working your ass off all week, trying to balance school and YouTube. Not anywhere near as popular as the twins, of course, but you’re working your way up, it’s been a dream of yours since a kid to be known.

“Grayson I’m exhausted. Please, let a girl relax.”

“I have a great idea! Come over and relax here!”

“You’re not giving up anytime soon, are you?”


“Ugh. Fine. I’ll be there in 30.”

“Thanks, love you Y/N!”

“Yeah, yeah whatever.” You hung up, sagging your shoulders. You loved Grayson (more than he’d ever know sadly), but it felt like a chore getting into the car and driving to their home. Your shoulders were throbbing in pain as you were silently cursing yourself for giving in so easily.

Once parked in his driveway, approaching the door to knock, it swung open showcasing a smiley Grayson, immediately engulfing you in a giant hug.

“Y/N! I missed you so much!” He said in the same voice one would talk to a baby in.

“Gray, I saw you last week. Calm down.”

“That’s a week too long. I missed my favorite person.” He pulled away and frowned. Your cheeks turned red from his words and your heart beat a little quicker from such a small comment.

“Alright, alright, let me into your house now.” He stepped to the side and you walked in, making a beeline to the couch, flopping onto it immediately. Unfortunately and accidentally, a lot of weight was put onto your shoulders and a yelp in pain followed.

“What’s wrong?” Grayson asked, lifting your feet so he could sit.

“It’s my shoulders. They hurt like real bitches. I hope I’m ok, but it shouldn’t be anything too bad.” You said, reaching to rub the spots that hurt the most but they were too far of a stretch.

“Ah I know that pain all too well. Usually a massage makes it feel better though. Do you want a massage?”

“Oh ha no that’s alright, I’ll be A-ok.” You could barely handle what his hands did to your body just LOOKING at them. You can’t imagine what kind of malfunction your brain would go through if the feeling of his rough hands trailed your skin.

“I’m just trying to help, Y/N. You’re getting a massage whether you like it or not.” He removed your legs from his lap as he stood up. He then straightened your body upright.

“I don’t really think that’s- oh.” Your sentence was cut short by the tender feeling of Grayson rubbing your shoulders. The pressure of his fingers helped knead the soreness you’ve had there for a while away, and you sat there limp as his hands worked their magic.

“How about we go to my room and finish this there?” He whispered in your ear a few minutes later. His hot breath sent shivers down your spine and warmth to your heat. Oops. You nodded reluctantly and almost whimpered when he removed his hands from your shoulders, the pain returning almost immediately. Grayson grabbed your arm and began leading to his room. You were confused as to why he felt the need to do that since you’ve been there a million times, but you kept your mouth closed. Passing Ethan’s room, you took notice on how it was empty, along with the rest of the home. Huh.

Grayson closed the door as you both entered his room, and ushered you over to his bed where you lay down on your stomach, your head turnt to the side watching him.

After approaching you, Grayson climbed on top of his bed and straddled you, his crotch pressing down on your ass. He began his work again and it was even better than before. Some moans slipped out of your mouth, relief from the pain finally being granted.

“Don’t make that noise.” Grayson said in a low voice. You turned to look at him, seeing his eyes visibly darken and felt a poking on one of your ass cheeks.

“Oh. Sorry.” You said weakly. Man, toughen the fuck up girl.

“Take off your shirt.” Grayson said, his eyes burning into yours.


“Because I said so. Shirt. Off. Now.” It was like his eyes held some sort of mind control, because before you knew it, you were ripping that bitch off.

“Bra too.” He demanded. Fuck. After you took your bra off you covered your boobs with your hands, then lay back down on your stomach.

Now you could feel the roughness of his hands as they worked oh so softly, working at untangling every knot ever created. He rubbed in circles and lines, varying pressure in different areas.

“This might hurt a little.” Grayson said, his voice low. He dug his elbow in, then swiftly cracked places all over your back, feeling so heavenly. You couldn’t hold back groaning his name.

Grayson stopped his wonder works abruptly and grabbed your face. “What did I say? No. Moaning. Especially not my name.” The poking in your ass cheeks was feeling a lot more prominent now.

Nonetheless, he continued, his hands moving from shoulders, to mid back, to the side of your boobs where they were massaged very lightly. Your nipples hardened against the soft bed. What was this boy doing to you?

Grayson shifted himself so now he was facing the lower half of your body as opposed to the upper half. “Leg massage.” He mumbled. You were about to protest, saying that that very obviously wasn’t the problem areas he should be focusing on, but like before, your lips stayed shut. His muscular hands started at the ankles, then calves, then thighs. He parted them open slowly and your breathing was becoming uneven. This could not be happening. No, this is just another fantasy. There is no way on this green earth that Grayson Bailey Dolan was actually inching his fucking fingers up your thighs and closer to your soaked core.

Grayson rubbed your heat lightly through your shorts and you whimpered slightly. Holy fuck. A finger poked through the shorts and panties that desperately wanted to be taken off and felt around your labia.

“Fuck, Y/N. You’re so wet for me.” Grayson groaned and you could come right there right then. “Flip over.” He instructed. This time, you didn’t cover up your boobs when facing him.

Grayson’s eyes met yours as you grazed over his perfect features. What the fuck is happening. He leaned forward and cupped your face. Just before he could close the space, you stopped him, pressing your foreheads together.



“Ho- wh- what’s going on?”

“Y/N. I want you to listen to me very closely.” You nodded. “I’ve been in love with you since the day we first met. I’ve been wanting to do this for however that long was.”

“Are you being serious? Are you sure you mean me?”

“More sure than I’ve ever been of anything. I love you, Y/N.” Welp, that did it for you. Immediately, you smashed your lips against his. Grayson’s mouth fit perfectly with yours and you groaned out of satisfaction. This all lived up to your fantasies. He licked your bottom lip, asking for entrance which was granted gladly. Gray’s tongue mingled with yours. Nibbling and pulling on his bottom lip, he growled into your mouth, making goosebumps form on your arms. His mouth left yours as it traveled down your neck, biting and marking it’s territory.

“I want to make you feel good. Let me make you feel good.” Gray breathed in between kisses. You groaned his name and he chuckled against your bare skin. He sucked on each nipple lightly and shortly before moving down to your shorts and panties, pulling them off in the blink of an eye. You lay bare in front of him.

“Uh, everything ok down there?” You asked. What’s this pause for. You lifted your head to meet his eyes. You shuddered when seeing his lust-filled gaze.

“Wow.” Is all he said before directly licking a stripe up your core. Wow right back, Grayson. “You taste even better than I imagined.”

He slowly swirled his tongue from your entrance to your swollen clit, tracing the edges painstakingly slowly.

“Gray, please.” You begged.

“Please what?” His hot breath fanned your heat, automatically making you more wet.


“Doing what? I want you to say it. Beg for it.”

“Eat me out, Grayson, I want you to make me cum.” You said breathlessly.

Supposedly that worked for him because he broke eye contact and stuck his tongue right back into your pussy. He made it so he was just far down enough for his nose to press against your clit, increasingly adding pressure, then licking up and making figure eights.

“You’re. So. Fucking. Sexy.” He spoke in between laps. You moaned out loudly in response. He pulled his face away, it glistening in your juices, and started to rub you with the same fingers that were previously doing wonders on your shoulders. And boy, those fingers were about to do even better things to your core.

He dragged his fingers lazily up and down, spreading more of your juices in their wake. He teased for a little longer before sticking a finger into entrance making you yelp in both surprise and pleasure. He began to slowly pump the finger in and out before adding another.

“Grayson, fuck.” You whimpered.

“You like that? Do you like the way my fingers feel inside of you.” You let out a weak ‘mhm’ in response. “I know what would feel even better.” He pulled his fingers out of you, bringing his head up so you could watch him lick his fingers clean. Shit man.

He stood and undressed himself. In that moment, you have never seen anything more beautiful or sexy and it made your core throb. You wanted him so badly. He rolled a condom over his long, thick length before getting ready to enter you.

“You ready?” He asked.

“More than ever.” He captured your lips and made a deep stride into you. Your walls clenched around his long dick as he filled you completely. You moaned into his mouth and he bit your bottom lip.

“Fuck Y/N you’re so tight.” Grayson moaned, which turned you on even more if that was possible. He found a rhythm quickly and soon found your g-spot, hitting it head on. You were in euphoria.

“Oh my- Grayson.” You dragged out the ending of his name. You reached down to rub your clit as he continued to slam into you, which he apparently didn’t like. His hand shot out to pull yours away and then tighten around your neck, his thumb opening up your mouth.

“When you’re in my hands, only I get to play with your clit, got it?” His hand added pressure and his brooding hazel eyes bore into your own. The only sound you could muster was a long ‘mmmm’. You had to admit, you never thought that you’d be into choking, but this was undeniably turning you on.

“Oh. You like it when I choke you? You’re so dirty, I love it.” He smirked as he stuck his thumb in your mouth, which you swirled your tongue around and he chuckled. His other hand reached down to rub your clit and he got back in his rhythm. Your orgasm built up a lot quicker now and you started to feel a knot form in your stomach.

“Gray. Grayson. I’m close baby.”

“Not yet. Hold it for me princess. Just a little.” You whimpered and you didn’t know if you’d be able to but you were trying. You focused on his face and you wish you could take a picture and frame it because hot damn. It looked like he was in deep concentration, a thin layer of sweat sitting upon his forehead.

“Ok baby girl. Cum for me. I wanna feel you come around my dick. Keep your eyes open when you do.” He grunted and that was it. You came, crying out his name. Your orgasm hitting you hard, making your thighs quake and you held onto his biceps. Your walls clenched around Grayson’s dick and you felt him cum inside of you. He rubbed your clit as you came down from your high. He soon pulled out and lay down next to you.

“Wow.” Is all you could say.

“Wow is right. You’re amazing.” He breathed. You turned to your side.

“So. What you said about you being in love with me or whatever. Is that true or were you just saying it so you could get into my pants.” He turned to look at you then grabbed you hand, intertwined your fingers, and kissed your knuckles.

“I was being completely honest. I am completely honest. I love you, Y/N. So so much.” Your heart fluttered and you cracked a huge smile. So this is what it feels like for someone you’ve been in love with for forever tell you they love you back.

“I love you too, Grayson. So so much.”

For the record, your shoulders had never felt better.

You’re mine, Omega

(Chapter One) Jensen x Reader

Characters: Jensen, Jared, Reader, mentions of danneel

Warnings: none, just some angst

Word Count: 2093

A/n: so excited for this series! Hope you guys like it! Tags will be under the chapter


“Em! Hurry up, it’s about to start!” You sat on your couch with a bowl of popcorn laying on your lap. It was the season finale and you were extremely excited. As you were about to call for your roommate again , she appeared and jumped on the couch beside you. Smiling widely, you directed your attention back to the screen as the first lyrics started to play. 

 Carry on my wayward son, There’ll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest, Don’t you cry no more.

 The moment you saw those green, emerald eyes, your heart swelled and you couldn’t help the soft blush that crept onto your cheeks. From the moment you laid eyes on Jensen, you felt a deep connection and you never really knew why. Then again, you were a 23 year old omega with no alpha, any man attracted you at this point, even though, he wasn’t just any man. He was like a god with that chiseled jaw and that gorgeous smile of his, but it was his eyes that always drew you in. They were beautiful and mysterious. They were fierce and soft. They always allured you. His eyes gave you so much comfort and peace and they also made you more horny than you physically can handle. You always had that one fantasy of him being your alpha. You tried not to think of it often since it always sent you into a big horny mess that would take you almost an entire week to just calm down. But thinking of him being your alpha, it made you go crazy.

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Reader x Stiles Stilinski



Imagine: You go to a meeting at Scott’s house, to discuss over the new Beacon Hills’ new threat. There you bump into Peter Hale, who you deeply dislike, because he has precious information. But he makes the mistake of threatening Stiles, your boyfriend, and this get wild.

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Thoughts whilst watching 6x12

- I actually feel sorry for Theo. He has no one. He came back from the dead, was forced to help the pack, bonded with Liam, but then got neglected again. He does have a really fancy Jeep so idk how that worked out but okay. 
- It’s the spiders again. Rats, bugs in wolves, spiders. Odd. 
- Can someone try out Scott’s number and see what happens? 
- Hunters? 
- Oh, come on why you gotta shoot him? he just pulled a spider out of his back.
- I wonder why Scott hallucinated. It has, as far as I remember, never happened before. Was it the shock that the bullet was Argent’s, thinking he’s killing the supernatural again with stronger, more dangerous weapons? Perhaps. Or it has something to do with the aftermath of the Wild Hunt. Liam can’t control himself sometimes, and Scott wolfed out in front of an entire squad of police officers. 
- The Sheriff is just not impressed anymore lol. Like “wop, there I go again, attacked by something I don’t know the name of.” 
- Also why is Malia running behind him? For Lydia, it’s logical, but Malia is a were-coyote. Use that super speed girl. 
- Ugh, why are they all so pretty? 
- Pack feels in the car ayyye. 
- Liam and Mason are so cute, it’s all just parallels of Stiles and Scott. 
- Those kids are so cute. I remember being hopeful in Freshmen Year that highschool would be awesome and full of dreams. (Spoiler Alert: it is filled with homework and tears)
- “Go lacrosse!” “yay sports” I CAN’T XD
- Bitch if he doesn’t make an appointment than you can’t force him. 
- “Opportunities Multiply as They Are Seized.” True. 
- lol and then Mason happily walking in nearly fangirling over his favourite peot or something. 
- that knife though. threat from the argent’s? 
- aw come on, why do the black people always get hurt here. First the black orderly, now him. He’s just fourteen, leave him alone. 
- Thank the Gods that Parrish is finally useful. You were shit in season five and 6A. Thank the Gods for making him go and not Lydia. 
- I want Lydia’s top. 
- Please, Scott should’ve known from the beginning the passport was Allison. His own passport for everything in sophomore year was Allison. 
- Oh and thank you Teen Wolf for not forgetting one of your greatest characters. Allison Argent will be forever missed. I really, fucking miss her. 
- Malia’s humour is on point btw. 
- So the name of the dead hellhound is Halwyn. Halwyn Hellhound, nice to meet you. 
- So the white haired dude is a doctor ohhhhh.
- bitch even if you do lock him up Parrish can still burn down the gate he’s literal fire. 
- Wait since when does Corey play lacrosse? And do girls still play in the team? Because you had Kira and then later on Gwen in 6A. Now it seems like there are none. CONSISTENCY, TEEN WOLF!
- Liam hold your wolf in, please. 
- Aye it’s that relative of Brett that I always forget the name of. No hard feelings, girlie. 
- Keep it in, Liam. 
- “That’s the IED I remember.” dude. not cool. wait, doesn’t Brett know that Liam is a werewolf? Isn’t Brett one himself? Or did I just read that in fanfiction? I’m so confused. 
- oh yeah he knows nevermind. 
- fuck he’s hot
- well hello Samarah from The Ring. 
- oh wait fuck is everyone dead? 
- ah, a doctor is evil. what a surprise. 
- Come on, Liam. Don’t lose it. Also, where is the black freshman? 
- ayyyye Argent please don’t be the bad guy, thank you. 
- he’s so not impressed I love him. Him and Melissa are also, clealry, not together, so why did they kiss in 6A if it had no meaning? 
- Oh, Malia. 
- “Bitch you think im getting out there? hell no.” MALIA I LOVE HER THIS SEASON SHELLEY IS DOING A WONDERFUL JOB. 
- For a man like Argent, it’s odd he even used “Allison”, as hackers often opt first for things that are familiar to the ones they are wanting to hack. Like family names, pets, dates, et cetera. 
- Fuck, man, he’s also part human. You’re a murderer. Well, he’s a hunter, actually. Now it’s just not an organised party, everyone is just killing. It’s basically season 4 only without the money. 
- wop, guess Jordan will go in hibernation then. 
- This woman fucking stayed at school for hours just to give him back that ball and threathen him or something. Jesus get a life. 
- oh fuck you. using wolfsbane is a dick move.
- Lydia fucking register for MIT odwn throw that away please. You have a little less than two hours so do something. 
- I love her ring. Very minimalistic. (gets sudden thoughts of married stydia and starts crying. trash ophelia has arrived)
- oh my God, Lydia, how much has Stiles influenced you. Like “Woopsie she caught me just pretend you’re really interested in this pack of post its yep totally not suspicious yep perfect perfect plan amazing awesome.”
- Also her banshee powers are on point. 
- Bitch he has never even terrified anyone. You have nothing to him personally but you’re acting like he did. 
- oh sure just stick a pole in his body. 
- “That’s incredible”, oh so now she’s a sadist, great. 
- oh cry cry you bitch be fucking afraid. what a dumb bitch. 
- no no no don’t go to the counsellor
- How did Liam not smell blood? Or just the stench of a body? Anyway, good job Mason. 
- Holy fucking shit. I get why the call it the most gory season yet. I’m fascinated though. 
- Her booties… I want them. 
- nononononono don’t lock Lydia up, please let her go she doesn’t deserve this. 
- great she’s probabaly having some sort of PTSD attack. great great great. -_-
- Even though I’m still against Lydia being there, her having her warrior “overcoming fears” Mulan-esque moment is so badass and inspiring. I’m here for it. 
- But you can’t just kill a hellhound. It should be a special kind of bullet. So, if the doctor puts a bullet against Parrish’ head, it shouldn’t kill him. Something’s off. 
- Even though I don’t ship Parrish and Lydia, it’s like now they’re even. he saved her in Eichen, now she saved him. It’s cool :)
- “I’m worried about you”, and in that moment, the whole scolia fandom died. 
- Scott’s look though, I’m even shipping it. He’s probably thinking of kissing her and then snaps out of it. 
- “cutesy looking down afraid of admitting feelings that have been developing since 3B” trope.
- Scott’s smile
- Yep. This is exactly how Stydia has been built up and I like it. I like Scolia. I’m here for it.
-  awww, bonding over almost being killed many times. cute.
-  cockblock!Argent
- okay even I fangirled over that “Scott is looking while she isn’t”-look. That’s a parallel to this right here motherfuckers

- oh no they found the boy - wait, what was the flesh thing then? 
- Wait but Liam hasn’t done anything to the pupils. Or have I forgotten something? 
- oh fucking hell Gerard. 
- ah, so Gerard is going to recruit a new batch of hunters, as the Argent’s basically stopped. 

A New Me (NSFW)

The wind howls outside, shaking the windows and making you twitch your body as you get slightly scared.

“I should probably get going before it starts raining.” You hug yourself a little as you glance to the window.

“You can stay for the night if you want.”

“Ah, there’s no… there’s no need for that.” You put your coat on and walk towards the door.

“Would you stay if I say I would like you to?” V asks, following you to the door. You feel… cornered, but he would never corner you. He would never… get this close so sudden.

You stare at his icy blue eyes, wondering what exactly does he imagine when he hears your voice.  If only… if only he could see how you look at him…

“I don’t want to bother you, I don’t… I didn’t even bring pajamas or…”

“You can use one of my shirts. I… think what I’m trying to say, MC, is that… I want you to stay over. But I understand if you don’t want to…”

“No, Jihyun! It’s not…” you realize you’re talking too loud when there’s no need for it.  “It’s not that I don’t want, it’s just… it’s new.”

“It is.”

It was. V was everything you could wish and more. He was respectful, kind, sweet, and there was something about the way your conversations flow that always makes you feel clever. Yes, he has such a talent to make you feel special you’re almost believing you are special.

Almost, because deep down you know you’re not special. If you were, it shouldn’t feel like he’s trying hard to be the man of your dreams. And no, it doesn’t matter how much you tell him, he takes your compliments and turns them into nothing more than his obligation as your boyfriend.

If only he knew there’s no need to try so hard, that he is the man of your dreams and probably was from the moment you first talked. If he did, staying over wouldn’t feel so thrilling for being something new.

Neither you or him should fear new experiences as a couple, you should embrace them, live them, enjoy them, love them as you love each other.

“I’ll stay.”

“You… will?” he furrows his eyebrows, and it’s hard not to chuckle at how cute he looks.

“Yes. I mean… you did say once nobody can do a better chamomile tea than me, right?”

“It was my plan from the beginning. Yes, I just can’t sleep without your tea, MC.” You both smile as he places his hands on your shoulders, helping you take your coat off.


A thin line of steam escapes the kettle. The whistle sounds like a mini version of the wind blowing outside. You hum some random melody as you wait for the water to boil.

“Do you want some sweatpants as well, MC?”

“Do you have sweatpants?” you giggle.

“They are comfortable! You should wear…”

“No, thank you. Just one of your shirts will be fine, I’ll have my underwear as pajama bottoms.”

“Alright… but don’t get too surprised if I’m not able to keep my hands off of you, then.”

“W-what?” you jump in surprise as you feel your face heating. No, not only your face, your fingers too.

The burning sensation stings when you take the hand away from the kettle and yelp.

“What’s wrong, my love?”

“Nothing, I just… burned myself a little.”

“Oh no! Are you okay?” he promptly runs to you, fumbling his cane with desperate moves.

“Yes, it’s fine! Don’t worry, I’m just…” he grabs both of your hands. “Which one? This one? Are you sure it’s not swelling?”

“V, I’m fine. Don’t worry… I was just a little surprised  by your comment and rammed my hand in the kettle, it’s no big deal, it’s…”

“Why would you feel surprised if I’m not able to keep my hands to myself, MC?” his concerned tone changes abruptly as he lowers his voice.

“W-what? No, it’s not that, I was just surprised, because… well, you never say things like this, it’s just…”


“I guess, but… it’s not bad. It… it wouldn’t be bad if you… could not control yourself tonight…”

He raises his head as if he could see you. Ah, it’s not like he needs it, it’s so obvious you’re blushing.

“You’re so cute, my love.” He chuckles. “Now, let’s take care of your burnt, shall we?”

“V, it’s nothing, I already told y… oh…” he brings your hands to his lips, planting soft kisses. “V?”

“Just kissing it better. Is it working?”

“I… hum… yes.”

“Is that so? Hum, what if I do this?” he brings one of your fingers to inside his mouth, you let a small gasp out.


He lets go of your finger, going back to planting soft kisses, letting a trail to your hand, going up your arm. You feel a slender hand circling your waist, bringing you closer.

“You smell so nice, MC.” He whispers before pressing his lips against yours. You feel like melting when his tongue shyly slips to inside your mouth.

Not that shy as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, pressing your body firmly against his. You feel a small vibration inside your lips as he moans when you run your fingers through his hair.

V rubs his hands against your back. You’re not sure if he’s caressing you or trying to find the zipper of your dress. Oh… the second option as his hands travel a little up to bring the zipper down.

He hugs you, burying his face in your hair and kissing your neck. His lips are eager, playful, this is a very different V, a very… new V.

You help him taking the dress off. At the moment he feels your bare skin, V glides up his hands at your sides, like he’s massaging you. You start a eager make-out session, delving your tongue inside his lips, he moans, travelling his hands a little up to give a squeeze at your breasts, now it’s your time to moan.

“Are you sure that’s what you want, my love?”

“Yes, Jihyun… I want you… don’t you want me?”

“I need you, MC. I need you… in my bed now…” you shiver a little, and he clearly notices as he grins.

You give him a smooch before grabbing his hand and guiding him to the bedroom. He closes the door behind you two, taking you in his arms again. Tripping and stumbling a little, he manages to make you lay on the bed.

His lips are demanding, claiming every inch of your skin while he desperately undresses himself. You take your bra off, whimpering in anticipation just from feeling his breathing going down your collarbones. Circling the buds of your nipples, he plays with the waistband of your panties. He’s clearly teasing you, and you would be living for the teasing if you weren’t so desperate for his touch. You’ve been waiting for so long, waiting more felt like torture.

“I can’t really see you, my love. You have to tell me what you want.”

“Jihyun… I want you… to…”

“Kiss it better?”

“Yes… please, Jihyun…” he chuckles, rolling down your panties.

V holds your legs greedily, tossing your panties aside. He kisses your heels, then your calves, reaching your thighs. You spread your legs, adjusting your body so he can come up in the bed. Licking the inner of your thighs, you feel his hair tickling a little and smile at the pleasurable chill going down your spine.

His tongue is precise, drawing small circles and adding suction to your clit. Your moan makes him hum in satisfaction. Grabbing your ass, he pulls you up a little, making you place you legs over his shoulders. You have him buried inside you, and it’s basically impossible not to buck your hips against his playful and skilful tongue.

“Oh god, Jihyun… you’re so good… mmm…”

“And you’re delicious, my beautiful MC… “

You let a string of mewls as he grips your ass harshly to keep you in this position, throwing your head back, you wrap your legs around him. You notice him widening his eyes before closing them and focusing even more in thrusting his tongue inside you, hitting all the sweet spots. You shift to a sitting position, tangling your fingers in his hair.

“I’m cumming…” he hums and the vibration makes you lose it as you lay down again, the orgasm hitting you so hard you feel your tiptoes numb. V still plants some soft kisses in your pussy before crawling over you.

“Are you able to keep it on after this?”

“The hell I won’t pay you back for this…” you say breathlessly between small moans as he nips at your jaw.

“Very well.” Another sloppy make out session starts, but now you slip your hand under him to gab his cock, that you palm gently through his underwear.

“So excited… “

“I told you I wasn’t controlling myself tonight, my love.”

“Then don’t. Give it to me, Jihyun…” he gulps, taking your hand and guiding it on how he wants to be pleased.

“Do you really want it, MC?”

“I want you inside me, Jihyun… please…”

He mutters a ‘fuck’ and you would be very surprised in hearing him curse, but you’re so aroused any word escaping his mouth is the sexiest thing you ever heard.

He brings your legs to over his shoulders gain, kneeling in the bed. After shifting between languid squeezes and gentle caresses in your calves, he slowly pulls it in, rolling his hips according to yours.

“Ahhh, fu-fuck!”

“You want me to fuck you?”

“Ah, yes… please…”

He rocks his hips back before rocking it forth, making you take all of him in a sudden. You writhe and arch your back. The pace he sets is perfect, the vision you have from below is heavenly as you watch every feature of pleasure in his gorgeous face showing up with each thrust. He breaths heavily, the little sounds he makes drive you crazy.

You let go of all of your weight under his touch, your body swims on the bed as you moan. You feel your boobs bouncing, and so does he as he grabs one to palm the budding nipple with sweetness.

Moans, whimpers, embarrassing sounds coming from both of you. You growl before raising your body, leaning on his legs so you can try to set a pace yourself.

He holds you by your waist, and you lose it! He looks so fragile, so ethereal in the day-to-day, but this man whispering his naughtiest thoughts in your ear while holding the weight of both the bodies is so strong, so assertive and precise, having your body like he’d done millions of times before.

“I’m cumming…” he whispers breathlessly.

“Cum for me, Jihyun…”

“Say my name like this again, MC.”

“Jihyun… I… I love you, Jihyun…”

“Ah, MC…”

He plops you in the bed, getting on top again. His moves are messy, desperate, quick and rough.

One deepest thrust as he cums, growling so hard it almost sounds like a howl. He’s so handsome like this… if only he could see himself through your eyes right now…

He basically falls over you, hugging you and nuzzling in your chest. You stoke his hair, playing with the blue strands falling in his forehead.

“I love you too, MC… I… I hope I get to show you lots of new sides of me from now on.”

“There’s nothing new here, Jihyun…”

“Hum?” he asks in puzzlement.

“It’s the same you in a better version, and that’s all I need…”

You feel his body twitching as he raises his head to face you. You cup his cheek, noticing he’s heating up from the blushing. So cute…

“Then you’ll have all of me forever.”

He got off from over you to bring you to his chest, and you soon fell asleep. The rain outside falling and providing a soothing soundtrack for your dreams.

Celebration fic for my 3.500 followers and for V’s birthday, as explained here

Diabolik lovers Lunatic parade Ayato Sakamaki [Care For Vampire] ~translation★traducción~

This translation was made by @vampiretsuki

*Knock Knock*

*Opens the door*

Ayato: Chichinashi, you’re late!

Ayato: The grand Ore-sama is suffering from a stomach-ache, and even so, why did take so long!!?

Ayato: Ha! …So? Did you ask Reiji for the medicine?

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Spread your wings - Arrival

Summary: Virgil is about to start university, and he starts living together with three others. Meeting new people and living in a new place is already overwhelming, but Virgil has another obstacle to overcome. After all, he is a little… different from his housemates. Winged!Virgil.

Triggers/Warnings: nervous thoughts (tell me if anything needs to be tagged)

Pairing: none for now, will probably end up as platonic LAMP.

Words: 1787.

A/N: I’ve been thinking about Winged!Virgil again. A lot. Way too much, probably. I tried to find answers to questions that I came up with as I thought, and I decided to work these into a fic. I have no big finale planned, but I wanted to explore the Winged!Universe for a bit. If you have questions or prompts, feel free to send them in.

This is going to be a little like Demi-chan wa kataritai/Interviews with monster girls and Centaur no nayami/Centaur’s life. Both are lighthearted anime series about people who are not human (vampire, dullahan, snow woman in Demi-chan, centaurs, winged people, snake people and merfolk in Centaur) and about how their world functions. It covers subjects like discrimination and handicaps that other species may have. 

Virgil checked the paper in his hands for the fifth time, because he really didn’t want to show up at the wrong house. The address matched with that of the house in front of him, just like it had the four times before. Well, now that he had… quintuple-checked it (was that even a word? Maybe double-triple-checked suited better? But that’d suggest he’d checked it six times and- oh, now he had. Okay, problem solved), he should get going. 

His heart hammered in his throat as he walked to the front door, the backpack feeling like a boulder. His wings shifted nervously underneath his hoodie and he felt so nervous and restricted that he might even throw up. He reached the front door without doing so and pressed the doorbell, then looked down at the bag in his right hand. Should he put it down? It was heavy and kind of uncomfortable to hold, but what would the person opening the door think if he just casually dropped his stuff on their porch? Or worse, what if they opened the door just as he was putting it down? What kind of impression of him would that give them?

A creaking sound brought him out of his messy thoughts and he snapped his head back up. “What a splendid service! Never before have you arrived so fa-” The guy opening the door stopped talking as soon as his eyes met Virgil’s and he blinked owlishly. “Oh,” he said. “You’re not the pizza guy.”

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For me this is how Toyataro’s manga page makes sense with all of DBZ + Super

After the world tournament:

 1. Goku and Chichi had sex on the night of their wedding. Goku didn’t bother to ask about the act, he just went on instinct. Or Chichi could have hinted something and he would be like “OHHH I know what your talking about! That stuff that master roshi made me read!”, Chichi sweat drops and is like “ya that…….” -blah blah they get caught in the moment they do it. 

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2. They are still getting to know each other more and Goku doesn’t know why but he likes being around Chichi. He likes her firey attitude/when she gets mad.

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3. They do it some more and also go on little small adventures like shown here: 

4.) Chichi is happy to be a little house wife and cook for her husband when he comes back from his morning training -or mid afternoon training routs. Chichi’s tummy is still not big enough for goku to notice anything. Then later, they go to bed, do it some more. -they’re happy with their life so far

5.) As months pass by, Chichi’s tummy starts getting bigger and bigger. Goku notices but thinks “well she probably just getting fat…..I noticed she’s been eating a lot lately too and being more moody than usual….”-Chichi then tells him to help her out with certain things. Goku asks her if everything is ok? and she just smiles and says yes everything is fine! ^_^ (she assumes Goku knows what is going on) 

6.) Later Goku starts to do his usual thing, which is eat, then train, hunt for dragonballs on the side as a sport, fishing, etc. (without Chichi, since she refused to go with him and told him she wishes to stay at home) Then one day as Goku was catching fish to have for dinner, he hears Chichi call Goku for help. 

He rushes to his house quickly and then sees Chichi in pain. He is very worried and ask what happened Chichi???! Then she yells at him and says “You idiot!! I’m giving birth!! I need you to take me to the hospital right now!!”

Then Goku is like “AHHHH!! Ok where is that???!” And Chichi is like “UHHHH!!!” *points him in the right direction. 

He takes her there and the nurses rush chichi to the infirmary. Chichi tells them “no!! I need my husband to be there with me!” and so they call Goku and he’s joins Chichi when she is giving birth (this is also where he ends up getting his phobia of hospitals and needles )

Then after, Chichi gives birth and Goku is like “Cool!! How did you you end up having that little thing inside of you Chichi?” and everyone else falls and Chichi is like “GOKU!!! You put that inside of me!!!” and Goku is like “I did?? huh…..I still don’t get it but ok…” *everyone else then just laughs and Chichi shakes her head* 

The doctors and nurses tell them congratulations. 

Then they invite Ox king to see the new baby (thus the picture) 

7.) Later they name Gohan

 then months pass and Goku finds that he really loves his family and his child. He decided then and there that he will do what it takes to make them both happy and keep them safe. He takes them on lots of family adventures and spends a majority of his time with them. before he knows it 5 years have passed. 

8.) Fast forward, years later (cell saga) Goku kisses his wife

and this instantly reminds him of the good old days 

He starts thinking man when I get out of the hyperbolic time chamber I am sooo doing her. 

Later, He gets out of the hyperbolic time chamber and he’s like “ok I’ll let gohan spend some time with his mom but then later it’s just gonna be me and her” 

then *he kicks gohan out* they do it

(he still hasn’t grasped that having sex means there is a chance a girl might get pregnant. Since the other times they had sex (like during those 3 years before the androids) Goku is like……well I thought that doing that made Chichi pregnant but since she didn’t get pregnant during that time I guess they are not linked with each other…..oh well) 

-He decides to stay dead (even with his friends telling him that he can be brought back with the dragonballs) because he feels like the reason why bad guys came to earth was because of him. He thinks that this will keep everyone safe, including his family. He doesn’t bother to think about the posiblity of Chichi being pregnant because he still hasn’t put sex and pregnancy together. (since she didn’t get pregnant last time) So he’s like “ah it’s fine, chichi will be fine with gohan” besides I’m gonna have fun training in the other world! 

*7 years later* Goku finds out he has another son named goten

Goku is like “HUH!!??? What??? HOW??…….oh well” *is happy he has a new son 

(still hasn’t put sex and pregnancy together) 

*several months or years later* 

Goku sees that Bulma is pregnant and is still like ?????????? uh what?? 

(again goku hasn’t put the pieces together about sex and pregnancy and will sadly forever be confused about this) 

((This is the the only way I can think to make the whole super thing sound less bad but tbh I still think the whole thing is bad and stupid but anyway sadly this Manga and dbs is going to stay for generations to come ))

anonymous asked:

"I fucked up" Adrinette post- reveal?

Here you go, Nonny!  Have some fluff.  :)

“Well, hello my Lady.  I wasn’t expecting a call from you this–”

“Adrien, I fucked up.”

Adrien’s brows rose in surprise.  Marinette didn’t often curse like that, and he couldn’t imagine what she could have done to prompt an announcement like that.  "You…huh?“

“Ye-ah.”  He heard her shifting on the other end of the line, and knew from experience the anxious expression she likely wore.  "Maman and Papa have been…nosy.  They kept asking me about you, and why we’re spending so much time together if we aren’t dating, and I, ah, I panicked.“

Adrien blanched.  Marinette in a panic tended to just blurt things out when she was flustered.  Shit.  "You told them who we are?”  He asked, carefully neutral.

“What?!”  She shrieked, her tone indigant.  "No, of course not.“

"Oh.  Well, that’s good,” Adrien said slowly, confused now.  He moved his phone to the other ear.  "So what did you–“

"Ah–haha, well, that’s–I might have–oh, God, this is embarrassing,” she moaned, and there was a fumbling sound as she probably put her free hand over her face.  "Stupid mouth,“ she mumbled, her voice sounding muffled.  She must have put her hand over her mouth.

He sat down at his desk, and reclined back, wishing that he could do something to comfort her.  "Marinette, it can’t be that bad.  So long as they don’t know about, you know, then it’s fine.”

“Ugh,” she groaned, her voice no longer muffled.  "Ok.  I, um, I-told-them-that-you’re-my-boyfriend!“

It took him a moment to make sense of her rushed speech, and even then, he wasn’t sure he’d heard her right.  "Wait, what?”

“They kept pushing!  Saying we were acting like a couple and that we should just own up to it already, unless there was another reason for us to be so close, and I panicked and told them that we actually are dating just to get them to stop thinking about it and my dad groaned and my mom got this big smile and said ‘pay up’, which I don’t even want to know what that’s about, and now they think we’re together and I don’t know what to do!”

He blinked.  "Oh.  Well that’s–that’s not so bad.“

"It’s not?”  Marinette asked hopefully.  "But…if we tell them the truth now, they’re going to want to know why I lied in the first place and–“

"What if it wasn’t a lie,” he blurted, and felt himself blush at her sudden silence.  He rubbed his palm over the back of his head and did a bit of mental scrambling.  "I mean, I’ve never exactly made a secret of my feelings for you, my Lady.   Would it really be so bad if we were dating?  I mean, we could at least try, and then what you told your parents wouldn’t be a lie.“

She was quiet for so long that Adrien worried that he’d made a huge mistake, and started trying to work out how he could back-pedal.  "You–you want to date me?”  She finally asked, her voice small.  He sighed in relief.  At least she didn’t sound upset, or repulsed.

“Well, I–”  He cut himself off, and blew out a breath.  In for a penny, in for a pound.  "Yeah, yeah I would.“

"Oh.  That’s…wow. That’s not how I expected this conversation to go.”

“Is-is that okay?”

“Yes!”  She said emphatically, before clearing her throat and continuing in a more normal tone.  "Ah, I mean, yes.  I um, I’d like to date you, too, so–yeah.  It’s very okay.“

"Okay,” he repeated, a huge smile splitting his face.  "So.  We’re dating now.“

She giggled.  "Yeah, I guess we are.”

His smile only widened.

What I really think about Sakura

I decided to write down my thoughts… they are half serious and half…not.

Who found my older post, also drawings, probably understood that I’m a NaruHina shipper and I’m pro SasuKarin (however i draw everything ahah). But I want to share the truth about what I think of Sakura and about Naruto’s ending.

At the beginning I didn’t liked Sakura, it was the opposite! I was immediately enchanted by her looks (well she is the only pink haired pg with shiny green eyes) because I always loved the girly color pink. She was perfect to me: pink long hair contrasted with green eyes dressed in red. I also found her personality really cool because I loved when she got angry and punched everyone.

But little by little my opinion changed.

It wasn’t her fault but Kishimoto who grew up her.

Most of the people were surprised when in the chunin exams she cut her hair to save her team. It was a important moment… but it had an horrible hidden message: a feminine kunoichi can’t be also strong. It was more than one time told in the manga. Even Ino copied Sakura but also here all was hidden building a plot to explain it….

I never accepted that… it would have been more cool and honest if Sakura, going bersek, told something like “well, I’m just like this I love caring of myself and you’re just jelous of it shannaro!”. Maybe it is a little trashy but fuck it I would have loved her…

Then things got even worse: she couldn’t beat Ino, he got almost killed by Gaara for protecting Sasuke, she was intended to betray Konoha just to follow him who never cared of her but she was egoist also because she always wanted to change the person she “loved”… she stressed Naruto beging him to save Sasuke for her…

This is a focal point.

That poor blonde guy always loved her… really. Ok I respect Hinata for her kind soul but often even if there is someone caring for us this doesn’t mean that we have to fall in love with him/her. Naruto is always been honest and she loved Sakura for who she was even knowing that she had eyes only for Sasuke… he accepted that from the beginning to the end. He suffered in silence.

But what I didn’t really understand is: if Sakura was fixed only with Sasuke why give the readers hints that she loved Naruto instead? Yamato and Sai tried to help Sakura admitting it. But then there is that horrible chapter when Sai literally told her “wake up you silly chick Naruto LOVES YOU (and you love him) the guy you “love” is a freaking psyco that is going to kill everyone so we’re going to kill him first but Naruto probably doesn’t want it”. So God Kishimoto whispered her “lie to Naruto tell him you love him and say to him to forget Sasuke… and then go to kill the last Uchiha betraying everyone and risking your life again poisoning that poor fox guy”. This also a thing I don’t understand… Sakura can be not mature but she isn’t weak! God she can’t destroy all with a finger, save her and other lives (but not Neji’s because if not Hinata could’t approach definitely Naruto…) and she has a inner talent for genjutsu. So why she has always the need to be saved? Where is the logic on this?

Ok if you read all this you’re thinking “well why do you ship NaruHina?”.

The fact is that I simply accepted that at the end Naruto choose her. However, i would really liked if Sakura accepted her true feelings and stayed with Naruto.

It would have been the coolest thing when in the end, when she was healing both Naruto and Sasuke, when Sasuke apologise to her she said something like “the one who has to say sorry is me. I always complicated things without helping. Sasuke, I understand now. I’m really annoying. It’s hard to deal with someone so stubborn like me. But now i understand what how I really feel like. This is not a lie anymore… Naruto”.

Awwww, Kishimoto why you didn’t do this?

I’ll write only a few things more… “WHY”?.


- She was his first love and even if I loved The Last movie I disagree with Sakura when she tells Naruto that his feeling for her were false; again she lied to herself…

- Sakura is very similar to Kushina and even Minato sees this;

- She spent more time with Naruto than Hinata so she can understand him better;

- Sakura can look him in the eyes without fainting (lol).


- Because Neji died to make them canon…

- Because there is a NaruHina movie that is canon…

- Because Kishimoto loves Hinata and also his staff do

- Because Hinata almost died for him… but Sakura did this before in a different way

- Because Hinata is stalkers-Hime

- Because any other things other than her big breast (lol)


- Fandom.

- Platonic love.

- Reborn of the Uchiha clan even if you don’t know if Sasuke betrayed Sakura


- Sexyness.

- Uchiha + Uzumaki is the perfect combination

- Painful past

- Twisted minds

- Tomatoes,


- Because this is a shounen viril manga (like Haku)

- Because they are the reincarnation of two brothers. Oh well fuck this

- Because two males can’t do sons

- Because this manga it’s a total lie

And finally…


- Hinata is beautiful and quiet like Mikoto

- They have similar colors

- Two blue blood families

- Sharingan + Byakugan= Kaguya

- Ah ok they also somehow kinsmans

- I don’t have other reasons lol

That’s all! I just say a last thing: all the ships are beautiful. This is what makes them interesting and stimulating! So let’s respect each other it’s not bad to have different ideas.


Ah I forgot that I said I would post a selfie today, so here’s one from last weekish because my face is currently indisposed. This is such a bad photo omg like first of all it’s a mirror selfie and second my eyes are closed like u can only see half my face and the mirror frame is like half the pic but OH WELL I promise I’ll post a better one next week

Diabolik Lovers Para-Selene Vol. 5 Sakamaki Laito (TRANSLATION)


I already have 400 followers, WOW! :D So it’s a present for all my wonderful followers~ Thank you! ^^ This time it’s Laito’s new drama CD! ^^

After bad Lost Eden, I expected a lot of this drama and I have to say I really enjoyed it! :D

As always, special thanks to @violet-sin for the opportunity to listen and translate this amazing drama CD! <3 :D

If you spot any mistakes, please let me know, so I can correct them. Thanks! :D

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You were spending your sweet, happy days with Laito. But one day, because of Para-Selene - a phenomenon which created light around the moon - you lost all your memories of Laito. Reason for your amnesia is a Para-Selene illness, but he noticed that your memories will eventually come back, so he enjoys your condition and repeats over and over again your former pleasure - sucking blood. And in this act you notice your feeling for him… Memories of love awakened by pain. In the end, will you be able to remember your beloved one…?

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