always blows my mind


“Season one was all about the sensates getting to know what it meant to be a sensate. Now that we know more how to visit and share and we’re gaining control over it, we are together a lot, so the choreography is interesting.[…] Especially when all eight of us are in a scene, it’s very interesting to make sure we’re all doing the right thing and facing the right way, finding our light and not blocking anyone out. To see the way it all comes together in editing always blows my mind.” - Jamie Clayton

the gag is that if jessica put her ego aside and wasn’t up cody’s ass then she could have saved herself this week. i truly believe that if she was as good of a game player as y’all say she is she would have been in josh’s ear once he won hoh to see if there was a way she could save herself. josh was already sketched out by elena during that time, so it wouldn’t have been that hard. then there wouldn’t have been a need for her to come last in the temptation competition, putting herself on the block. alternatively, if she had a conversation with josh before the veto meeting, then she could have ensured that christmas wouldn’t have used her hex by building trust with josh. josh approached her and asked for a conversation, but all she did was be an asshole. jessica didn’t even have to be genuine about it. if she truly was That Bitch™, she could have at the very least tried to manipulate the situation, but she’s not. she’s been terrible at this game and that’s that on that.

Combining some prompts after looking at the votes! 

Prompts: Peter getting sick after falling into the Hudson (Note: this prompt has been adjusted slightly for the sake of spoilers), Peter with pneumonia, and Peter sick at school, and Tony having to pick him up. 

Word Count: 2905

Peter’s web breaks as he’s mid swing over the Hudson River, and he has just enough time to mutter out a sharp “shit” before he’s plunging toward the water with no time to shoot another web. 

His body hits the water with a loud smack, and he’s sinking toward the bottom before the gears in his mind can turn toward the safety answer of “swim.” The water around him is cool and murky, and it has his mask plastered uncomfortably to his face, feeling almost as if a second, more damp, layer of skin. He hooks two fingers underneath it and slips it up and over, only to have the fabric push hard at his pressed lips until they part just wide enough for water to shoot into his mouth and down his throat. 

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And so it was that The Joshua Tree 2017 Tour started with Larry No Fucks Given Mullen Jr strutting down the catwalk like a motherfucker. And so it also was that Larry No Fucks Given Mullen Jr ignored the crowd as he went, giving no fucks as he proceeded to slam out the intro to Sunday Bloody Sunday like the cool motherfucker that he is. I Love You, Larry No Fucks.

Wet Bodies

Pairing: Scott x Reader

Warning: Cocky-Scott, shower sex, cursing. 18+

A/n: I’m working on a new Stiles series, and I got this idea but it didn’t fit in with the story so I decided why not just write it as a one-shot for Scotty.


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I used to think maybe you loved me, now I know that it’s true.

And I don’t want to spend my whole life, just waiting for you.

Now I don’t want you back for the weekend.

Not back for a day–

The water fell over your body like an angel dancing in the rain, it was hot and everything you needed after a hard day at work. Squirting the shampoo into your hand, you scrubbed it into your scalp as the song playing off your phone was blaring through your bathroom. Your legs did a little dance but you also focused on not slipping.

Just as the chorus was about to start, everything switched off. Your heart pounded, you stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around your body as you looked around in darkness. You cried out when the shampoo got into your eyes, “Just my luck.”

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Wait for it! Here’s an example of one thing that always blows my mind in northern Norway; the sheer size of the steep drops! So much stuff up here can just plummet from its maximum altitude right down to sea level and if your not expecting it or there’s a bit of wind to unsteady your feet then it can scare the shit out of you! And the amount of hills and ridge lines you can go and find like this is endless! :)

anonymous asked:

Hi! The way you paint skin tones with watercolor always blows my mind!! Would you being willing or want to do a tutorial on that someday? Thanks for being an inspiration :)

OF COURSE! I’ve always wanted to do a skin tutorial, but I’d like to practice a bit more with different skin tones so I can do a really in-depth tutorial to look at all types/as many types of skin tones possible.

It always blows my goddamn mind that Critical Role is basically improved every week especially with this growing pattern of Vex and Vax being on opposite sides of the same path.

They both ended up serving as Champions to a major deity of Exandria.

Vax serving the Raven Queen, goddess of dying and fate. She’s all darkness and endings and even inevitability of everything. There’s a finality to it all.

Vex serving Pelor, the Dawnfather, god of the harvest and the sun. He’s all light and renewal and hope and brightness.

And then there’s their relationships.

Both of them are unquestionably in love with their respective partner. Like ‘thinks the sun shines out their ass’ levels of in love and then the Vecna fight happens.

And it changes, again.

These two kids, who’ve clawed and fought for every scrap of happiness in their lives, each getting such different endings to their stories.

And it’s just so damn tragic.

xerxia31  asked:

Esteemed everlark writer, cheerleader and fangirl extraordinaire @appleblossomgirl0305 completes another revolution around the sun on March 5th. Could I request a drabble to celebrate? She loves friends to lovers, and stories where Everlark adventures together discovering each other and building a relationship. And smut ;) Thank you thank you thank you!

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Happiest of birthdays to you @appleblossomgirl0305! To celebrate, the incomparable @lvfics has crafted this wonderful morsel of Everlark, just for you. Enjoy!


Rating: M

It’s still light out when the doorbell rings. The sun sits low in the sky, warm orange light flows in from the large windows. Brought to her feet by the incessant ringing, Katniss opens the door to find Peeta standing in the hallway. His bright smile is overshadowed only by the greasy bag of cheese buns in his hands.

“You’re spoiling me,” Katniss says, stepping aside to invite him in.

“Get your own cheese buns,” he scoffs. “These are mine.”

She stares pointedly at him until he finally gives up the bag. With a laugh, Peeta kicks his shoes off and makes himself comfortable on the sofa. Katniss plops down next to him, biting into a steaming pastry.

“What’s on the agenda tonight?” she asks as he scrolls through the channels.

It’s become their ritual. Every weekend Peeta’s brothers invite everyone they know and trash the place with their round-the-clock party. Just the thought of it makes Katniss exhausted. So before the party hits full swing, Peeta makes his escape and spend the weekend with Katniss in her more modest studio. The whole thing started when she found him sleeping on a patio chair in the courtyard one Sunday morning and invited him in for breakfast. The following week he was at her door with a bag of cheese buns. Friends ever since.

“You need DVR,” Peeta says, landing on a cooking channel. “You’re living in the dark ages.”

“Nope,” Katniss says flatly. “Then you’ll never leave.”

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Awkward Interruption:

Request: Luke (y/n’s brother)  walks in on y/n and Ashton

Requested By: Anonymous

A/N:  Hey guys I hope you like this one if you do please reblog and like it would mean so much to me. By the way requests are open right now so feel free to send ideas in. However I do have a few I am working on right now so it may take a little longer than usual. Also please understand that is very graphic and sexual in nature. Therefore if you are not comfortable with that please do not read. Thanks you all so much, enjoy!

It’s a typical night sitting up in my bedroom browsing on my social media when my phone rings. I see that it’s my boyfriend but debate on answering it due to the fact that no one knows about us yet and he is my brother’s band mate. Figuring my brother Luke is probably already asleep I answer it.

“Hey baby girl whatcha up to?” Ashton asks sweetly in a sing-song voice.

I smile to myself just by hearing his voice. That’s one of my favorite things about him, he can always make me smile. “Hi, I’m not doing much, what are you doing?” I ask curiously know him and know what call at this hour means.

“I was just out for a drive and I got to thinking about you and I thought maybe I’d stop by….” He says and I scramble to the window. Sure enough down the street there he is sitting in his parked car.

“Ash it’s the middle of the night and Luke is home you we can’t….” I sigh heavily and disappointed.

He pauses for a moment. “I just want to see you baby… I haven’t gotten to kiss you in 24 hours either… I’m a dying man down here…” Ashton says trying to convince me.

“Okay, I’ll meet you at the door.” I sigh and rush there.

Immediately as I open the door he’s standing there smirking at me. He steps in the door and pulls me close and kisses me sweetly. “Hello my love.” He whispers.

“Hi.” I giggle pulling him up to my room and being especially quiet when passing Luke’s room.

Ashton shuts the door behind us and then pushes me down onto my bed. He raises his eyebrows a me and I giggle “Don’t laugh at me!” He chuckles too.

“Shhhh.” I hush him and motion him towards me. He moves us so we are laying on bed together. “I’ve missed you…” I whisper looking him the eyes.

“I’ve miss you too baby…” He says kissing me. “I missed your eyes, and your nose, and your mouth, and your cheeks, and your hair, and your ears, and neck…” He trails off.

“Oh stop.” I giggle and he shakes his head.

“Never…” He says and suddenly the with the way he’s looking at me I pull him down and start kissing him. In a matter of seconds we are making out and he’s gripping at my hips anxiously. “I want you.” He grumbles as he starts kissing at my neck and making me melt.

“We can’t wake him.” I remind Ashton of Luke on yards away and as Ashton is about to pull away I reel him back in. “We’ll just have to be quiet.”

He nods excitedly and we start stripping each other of our clothes. “It always blows my mind how beautiful you are.” Ashton purs and kisses down my body and stomach which tickles and makes me giggle.

“Please Ashton, don’t tease.” I ask sweetly and he nods kissing back up to my lips.

He lines himself up with me and slowly slides in making me bite my lip not to moan out. Ashton starts kissing me to quiet my whimpers as he starts moving in and out of me not too fast and not to slow. Ashton lets a small growl out as he goes a little harder and I can’t even process words to stop him from letting the noise out.

“Fuck babe please tell me you’re close.” He grunts and I moan out too. He covers my mouth when I moan out a yes for him which makes him laugh a little before moaning himself. I then tangle my fingers in his hair and he buries his face in my neck. We both reach our highs and as we come down he whispers how much he loves me in my ear.

“Fuck….” I moan. “I love you too Ash. So much.” I tell him as we lay together and just calm down.

Suddenly there is a loud knock on the door making us both jump. “Get dressed and then come out there, I’m going to kill you both.” Luke says from the other side of the door angrily.

Ashton chuckles and rests his head in my neck. “Guess we don’t have to tell him now.” I groan worried but he kisses me softly to comfort me. “It’s okay baby. Even if he’s mad, I’m not going anywhere.”

I smile and kiss him back. “You always know  just what to say…”

ALSO WHEN FOURTH OF JULY GETS META “my nine to five is cutting open old scars / again and again til i’m stuck in your head” its so. it blows my mind. i always think about this lyric when people talk about how “shallow” post-h fob lyrics are… i support pete wentz growing as a person. The new lyrics are bomb