when i was very young i dreamt that my mother went on vacation to a water park that had dolphins. when she came back, a dolphin handler had come with her and my mom only spoke in dolphin clicks and would ignore me and any attempts i made to talk to her. the dolphin handler told me “she’s one of them now :’)”
things that would have been better than what we got
-“tord” being an escaped evil clone from spares
-tord is the tord from the edd never existed timeline who took over half of norway
-tord comes back because after his attempt at forming an army crashed and burned he made a deal with the devil for infinite power and smoking hot babes in return of him and his friends souls and he needs to complete his half of the agreement.
-tord comes back because he’s on the run for being an actual war criminal. wacky gags about the crew being totally oblivious.
-20 minutes of tori and ell gazing lovingly into each others eyes and having a blast while being bridesmaids at kim and katya’s wedding
-literally anything but the end
For the prompt thing white rose with either 11,46 or 50 or all of them in one :D
“Same time tomorrow?”
“Shut up, I’m a delight!”
“Why does anyone have to be naked?”
Oooh, I see a theme here! ;)
Still trying to regain her breath, Weiss’s eyes fluttered open to see Ruby still on her knees before her and she almost lost herself all over again.
“Yes, princess?” the younger girl quipped with a sultry grin. “Was that to your liking?”
As the girl made to stand, Weiss attempted to push herself off the wall she had spent the last…how long had it even been? She had lost all track of time since Ruby had pulled her wordlessly into a random bathroom on their way back from dinner and locked the door behind them.
They were lucky no one had come knocking during their little tryst.
“As much as I enjoyed that,” Weiss spoke in a dignified tone, like she hadn’t just been dominated by her partner and screaming her name just minutes before, “a little warning next time would be nice.”
“Well, maybe I’ll just get my satisfaction elsewhere then,” Ruby told her, though her grin told Weiss all she needed to know about how ‘serious’ Ruby was about her claim. “You’re pretty loud; luckily we were one of the last ones to leave the dining hall, otherwise I’m sure someone would have alerted the teachers to the ‘screaming banshee coming from the girls’ bathroom.’”
With what was meant to be a scoff, but came out more like a giggle, Weiss shoved Ruby by the shoulder.
“Shut up; I am a delight and you know it!”
Ruby just rolled her eyes before pressing another searing kiss to the heiress’s lips, knowing how she could almost quite literally melt the alleged Ice Queen just from the simple action.
“In place of warning you for next time,” Ruby mumbled against her lips, “Same time tomorrow?”
Weiss pretended to mull over the offer. Letting a grin of her own cross her lips, she planted a kiss of her own behind Ruby’s ear, where she knew evoked a shudder every time.
“On one condition,” she whispered in her most seductive tone, “we take advantage of one of the many beds in our dorm.”
Ruby squirmed, and Weiss’s grin turned into a smirk. She knew the younger girl was still reserved about seeing Weiss’s body and baring her own in response. The heiress found it all quite funny; the fact that Ruby was so shy about that detail, but had no problem ravishing her at random times and in random places. This latest escapade had to make the third time this week.
And it was only Wednesday.
“B-But…” Ruby mumbled, staring down at the tile floor between their boots.
Deciding to put the poor girl out of her misery, Weiss’s smirk turned coy, yet comforting, as she lifted Ruby’s head by her chin. Leaning close enough that they could basically be merging together if the laws of physics didn’t exist, Weiss spoke seven simple words that immediately had Ruby sold.
“Why does anyone have to be naked?”
I swear, one of these days I’ll get around to actually writing White Rose smut, but until that day comes, here’s this! :p Thanks, @dontbadgermatt!
this is attempt number one - it tasted good but it has a few problems in the recipe to be ironed out, as is always the case with stuff made up on the fly…I hope to make a better one soon and I’ll have some nicer pics for y’all :)
I just had a flashback eating chips-about when I was a teen with my first paycheck and I walked to the store and bought a whole chocolate cream pie and hint of lime tortilla chips thinking “this is what being an adult will be like I’m totally ready”
Then I licked the lime off all the chips without eating the actual chip, stayed up until 4 am and attempted to eat the whole pie with a fork but made myself sick and nearly threw up
I was so ashamed I couldn’t eat the whole thing I hid the pie under my bed and didn’t throw it out until it was complete rancid
To the person who requested, I’m sorry if it’s crap. Don’t claw me to death please!.
It was the middle of the night, everyone was sleeping pretty much. Except for you who made an emergency trip to the bathroom. All the boys were in their rooms while you made an attempt to search for yours.
Your feet padded against the bare floor as you walked fast paced, trying to get out of the dark.
“Y/N” you heard a voice whisper. Soon enough one of the hall lights were turned on, just barely illuminating the hall. You whipped around and saw Jungkook leaning against his door frame. Shirtless, and tired with sleep.
“Oh,what are you doing up?? Did I wake you?” You asked worriedly. He merely shook his head, though you could tell he was only halfway telling you the truth. “Well, go back to sleep” you said after a few seconds. You began walking towards your destination when Jungkook stopped you again.
“Hey!” He whisper yelled, causing you to turn around.
“What?” You asked. “Something wrong?” He was about to respond again, but stopped abruptly when he was able to get a full view of you.
Your exposed legs from lack of pajama bottoms, the way your sweater slipped off your shoulder, exposing the smooth skin along it. Your tired gaze which somehow managed to come off as alluring.
Raising an eyebrow when he wouldn’t respond, you trotted over to him. Taking one of your hands, you put it over his forehead.
“ Are you feeling okay?” Now that you think of it, for this past couple of days, he’s been acting strange. “If something is wrong, you can tell me” you spoke.
The man before you gave a single harsh laugh, startling you. Wrong? Nothing was wrong at all. He couldn’t bear seeing the sight of you like this.
Oh, all the things he wanted to do to you…make you feel, make you say.
“I have to ask you something?” He said suddenly.
“Of course” you answered. You were always closest to Jungkook, you swore you’d do anything for him.
“At night….do you think of me?”
A mental record scratch went off in your head. What kind of question was that? Most importantly, how the hell could you answer that without telling him the truth.
“Why do you ask me tha-”
“Because at night, you’re all I think of” he cut you off. Taking your hand and using it to stroke his cheek. “When I see you like this, I sometimes see you in my dreams…just for me.” He whispered. Sucking his bottom lip between his teeth, he let your hand go gently. “So answer me…”
Without being able to find the words, you nodded. His fingertips gently began grazing down your cheek, moving towards your neck. This prompted a slight squeak to escape your lips.
Your eyes widened. Where did that sound come from, and why now of all times would your body make make this happen.
“Such a cute moan….do it again” he spoke softly. Before you could ask him what he was doing, he leaned forward. His lips were right next to your ear when he mumbled. “Moan for me again, beauty”
Slowly, he pressed a single kiss to your ear, then moved downwards.
Wrapping his arms around your waist, he was able to create less space. If that was even possible.
“Where is this all coming from?” You found yourself asking.
“Months…and months of watching you torture me without even trying” he answered. “You still haven’t answered my question” he tsked, kissing further down your neck.
“Yes” you choked. You always pictured him as he is now.
“Can I have you?” He sneakily asked, almost as if he was afraid of the answer.
“Yes” you whispered. Was this a dream? Because it had to be. A DREAM you didn’t want to wake up from, ever.
Jungkook pulled away from your neck and stared at you. His eyes were even darker than before. His gaze darted down to your lips. It was his chance, or else he might not get another one.
Suddenly, your mouths clashed. His hands roaming every centimeter of your body. You both forgot you were standing in the middle of the hall.
It was just as you both imagined, the connecting, the stroking of tongues flicking against one another, the heat rising in your chest. He pulled away, your bottom lip taken slightly between his teeth.
Before you could make another sound, you were yanked into his bedroom. He slammed the door, not caring if he woke his elder members. You were way more important. You were propped against the door as he claimed your lips again, this time harsher.
His tongue invaded your hot mouth, drawing mewls big approval from your throat. Good thing you were breathing through your nose.
“Fuck, beauty.” He grunted. “We can’t do this just yet…tthey might hear me-” suddenly he paused. An idea popped into his head.
“Have you ever heard of thigh riding?”
You eyed Jungkook suspiciously, nodding slowly. You have heard of it, you just never tried it.
“I want you to ride my thigh” he said flatly, straightforward.
Slowly, he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards his bed. Now you were kind of glad you didn’t wear pants to bed. He sat down first, his hands never leaving your waist as he situated you on his right thigh.
“Just rock your hips forward, beauty” he chided. His hands sat just above your ass as you began rocking your hips forward. Your arms rested on his shoulders, only to partially dig your nails into his bare skin. You felt your core brushing against his thigh and it grew more and more rough with each jolt.
“Fuck, Jungkook” you moaned, biting your lip as his nails dug into your back more. You whined slightly more audibly when you heard him moan as well.
He could feel your wetness. He could fell himself growing harder and harder for you and you haven’t even touched him yet.
You were growing closer and closer, you both could feel it.
His lips found yours again and your hands around clasped at either side of his cheek.
Suddenly as if a dam burst, you were shaking and struggling to breathe normally. Your center was throbbing and no doubt dripping. Your nails dug into his shoulder and You out a chocking moan, as quiet as you could muster.
“Fuck, baby” he praised, his lips finding your neck again. “Is this a bad time to ask you to go on a date with me?”
All you could do was laugh.
“Now’s a better time than any” you giggled. “Then again, a bit earlier would have sufficed” you continued.
What do you think of the writers' attempts to make us sympathize with Echo? It feels like another Pike situation to me. By making her (seriously attempt to) kill Octavia they made me hate her too much before giving me any reason to care about Echo. I don't care about Echo's sad faces, because the writers never made an effort to make me care about Echo in the first place. The focus on her expressions seems kind of undeserved to me. I hope they won't try to redeem her, because I won't buy it.
Sad faces don’t move me.
But seeing things from their perspective, and understanding who they are, does make me more sympathetic. I was sympathetic to Pike, because I saw where he was coming from and it made sense, it was even ethical from his perspective. It was wrong, but I understood.
Echo is a little bit more complicated. I get that she’s loyal to her people and she’s an assassin. And I get that she’s *sad face* about what she has done to Bellamy, but she’s not sad that she did it, she’s sad because she likes him and wants him to like her back and all the things she’s doing put her on the opposite side of him.
I have always wanted an echo redemption so that we can deal with the first mount weather betrayal. This is more important to this storyline than any romantic notions.
I am curious as to why you said that Ciel normally kills all his pawns after finish using them? From what I observe, the Earl might be cold and manipulative, but he is actually very particular about NOT killing the innocent people. Except for the children at Baron Kelvin manor whom he actually made a terrible mistake not saving them, he have only killed evil people right? He even made many attempts to save victims like Harcourt, Violet or the various passengers on Campania.
I did not mean to imply that Ciel kills off his pawns just for the sake of killing them. Looking back at what I wrote, it does sound like I said that.
I did mean to reference Ciel’s monologue at the end of the Ripper arc, where he talks about how Madame Red “lost her way” and was unable to continue forward because she was unwilling to sacrifice a pawn, and his resolution that he would not look back and would not regret the moves he has taken across the chessboard.
Agni’s entire point in chapter 125 is that by driving the cult to desperation, Ciel caused the death of a person who did not have to die. I wouldn’t call that being very particular about not killing the innocent people.
What if, hypothetically, the Blue Cult was only collecting blood from popstars, and Ciel was really trying to create a decoy boyband knowing the cult would target the band itself? Do you think he would hesitate to sacrifice Soma to the cult, if it meant achieving his end? I don’t.
Soma and the rest of the boys were in real danger as long as he was in that boy band. The Funtom Music Hall was a serious threat to the Sphere Music Hall. Blavat could have easily decided to eliminate the band to prevent running out of Sirius blood. That danger didn’t stop Ciel from putting innocent people in harm’s way to achieve his goal.
We can cover the “evil people” at Baron Kelvin’s manor, too. I don’t think any of those deaths were about innocence or culpability. Ciel said to Joker that there is no absolute idea of justice, only ideals that suit those in power. “There are those who steal and those who are stolen from. That is all” (ch 33).
Was Joker really evil? Was Doll? I’d say probably not. But they were in Ciel’s way, and he did not hesitate to cut them down.
Admittedly, Joker and Doll were not Ciel’s pawns to begin with, so it’s not proving my point as strongly as I’d like.
I’m trying to think of more people who have died because of Ciel over the course of the story who were Ciel’s pawns to begin with. All I can think of so far was the guy who died to Snake’s black mamba in the Murder arc, but he was hardly crucial to the plot. Ciel saving Wolfram and Sieglinde as he left Germany is also counter to my point.
So I suppose my point’s not as strong as I’d like, and Ciel has not been “routinely” killing off his pawns. We’ll see if we ever get to the point Sebastian predicted after the Ripper arc, that Ciel would sit upon his throne surrounded by the bodies of his pawns while he wears the crown of victory.
Another Legion portal may have been discovered outside of the Broken Isles. This time, it has been discovered deep in Silithus; threatening the sanctity of the Cenarion Hold and a known Reliquary outpost. Emberfury members have been tasked with tracking down its precise location underground and break the barrier protecting its entrance - while additional forces arrive.
A Reliquary agent was said to have stumbled upon this discovery within the ruins of Southwind Village. Her communication was severed not long after the report was made and she was never heard from again. The remnants of her communication pendant were found crushed into the dirt not far from where last communication was given. A few attempts were made in recovering the missing agent, but to no avail.
Their findings have located a tunnel heavily guarded by unseen forces protecting its entrance and crude runic markings of dark magics scrawled about. Demonic forces have been seen during the nighttime hours, but no reports have been made of any daytime sightings.
It is unclear what their motive is so far out, but anything burrowing underground is always cause for bad news; especially in this part of the world. Could there be more going on out here outside of the Legion’s threat? Surely there was something more foul at play!
The Emberfury Offensive located the pin-pointed location and discovered an access way leading underneath Southwind Village. Heavily guarded, they drew the ire of the ghosts still roaming the area and ultimately, faced the Legion’s threat. To their horror, not only had three felguards rushed in for attack - but a massive silithid infused with fel energies; giving it an even darker twist than ever before.
The encounter left some with minor injuries, as holding off the Legion’s small force proved more difficult. Reliquary members and other reinforcements arrived only moments after the creatures had been slain, working easier to bring down the barrier and eliminate the threats within. The Emberfury were then dismissed for their part in the encounter, and a proper message had been delivered to Magistrix Brightfall on the fate of the missing agent and success in vanquishing the portal location.
Bits and pieces of the missing Reliquary agent were discovered and collected for proper burial.
Gareth explains: “Most everyone I know struggles with their mental health and is trying to cope in whatever way they can, while baby-boomers chastise us millennials for the manner in which we attempt to find solace amidst, and fumble out of the mess they made for us.”
Los Campesinos! pulling no punches with Sick Scenes and I love it
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