and everything was much more simple

Jungkook Scenario: With All My Heart.

Request:  Hey! Please write a scenario with Jungkook in which you and him are a couple and let s say your financial situation wasn’t that good and on anniversaries you bought him not expensive but still cute gifts while he always spoiled you with beautiful presents and you felt uncomfortable cause you don’t want to make him think youre with him just because he had money.🙏💗

Genre: Fluff / Romance

Everything was set, you were giving the last touches to Jungkook’s gift, you’d placed it into a sleek black box with so much care and enthusiasm, it held a lot of meaning to you even if it was simple, but you guessed the simplicity of it was what made it the more special. You closed the box and tied the thin red ribbon on top with a huge smile on your lips. Now you only needed to get ready and make sure the dinner didn’t get burned, oh that would be so bad.

Giggling to yourself you placed Jungkook’s gift on your bed, going for a quick check up at the kitchen before showering. Jungkook had suggested to go out but you had insisted in doing something for him, it would make the day much more special and you wanted to do the effort to spoil your boyfriend as much as you could because Jungkook was always doing so many things for you, he just deserved it.

You got out of the bathroom after blow drying your hair and put on a red silky dress that Jungkook gifted you a few days ago, so what a better occasion to wear than your third anniversary? It was a fancy and fine piece of clothing that you absolutely didn’t want to know the price but were sure it was much more than you could currently pay for yourself. Your bank account had seen better times and you weren’t currently making much money, but it was ok, you were decided to manage the situation the best you could if only for pursuing your dream, being an artist meant a lot to you and these kind of bumps along the road weren’t about to make you feel bad about your decision.

Things weren’t that bad, you had just managed to cook a full dinner to your boyfriend, got a nice deal for the wine and also prepared a special gift for him, and alright, the gift was for free because you made it yourself but it didn’t make it less special, right? You looked at the box by the corner of your mattress, suddenly doubting, you’d put your heart into that gift, a full load of love and dedication into making it so it was enough, Jungkook was going to like it.

You took the gift box with you and went to get the table ready, the food was smelling deliciously and Jungkook wasn’t going to take much to arrive. As if on cue with your thoughts, the doorbell rang and that was definitely him. You almost jumped excited, and walked to the door with your heart fluttering, already anticipating Jungkook’s hug.

–Hi there gorgeous – your boyfriend said with that melodious voice of his, standing in your doorway while looking extremely attractive, dressed all black and his dark hair parted to the side. Sometimes you couldn’t believe your luck.

–Jungkook, hi – you bit onto your lower lip because you just couldn’t help yourself.

–These are for you – Jungkook was holding a bouquet of beautiful red roses for you, smiling pleased with the expression on your face. Then he pulled you closer to him, with his arm sneaking around your waist and his lips landed on yours with longing. –And this… is for you too–

You laughed against his lips, thankfully his kisses were for you only because god, did he know how to leave a girl trembling with those.

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Got back to some Korean studying today! I found out that I have improved verbally since my trip to Korea (things like simple greetings and ordering in restaurants) but grammatically…not so much, so I suppose I’ll start again from the basics! I’m also trying to improve my handwriting so right now I’m getting used to writing in between lines (instead of sticking to the bottom line like I always did), and well, let’s just say I’ll need more practise haha ୧ʕ•̀ᴥ•́ʔ୨

Song of the Day: You are my Everything - Gummy

endless list of favourite female characters:  Rosita Espinosa (The Walking Dead)
Dying is simple. It all just stops. You’re dead. The people around you dying, that’s the hard part. Okay? ‘Cause you keep living knowing that they’re gone and you’re still here. What you should be scared of is living knowing that you didn’t do everything you could to keep them here.

ensnareddraws  asked:

Do you have any good veela or like creature soulmate fics preferably pretty long? Thank you

pfffffft…. do I have any creature fics…. YES I DO let’s goooooo I’m just gonna put that entire section of my fic library in her. Sorry in advance, these are most definitely not organized by creature i’M SORRY I CAN ONLY DO SO MUCH AT MIDNIGHT

Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 26,000 Approx.
Summary: When Draco spots Potter at a Muggle club in London, he just can’t resist the opportunity that presents itself.

Rating: R
Word Count: 18,400 Approx.
Summary: One moment with Harry was worth more than an eternity alone.
Warning(s): Creature fic [vampire]

Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 158,000 Approx.
Summary: Draco’s life after the war is everything he wanted it to be: it’s simple, and quiet, and predictable, and safe. But when a mysterious curse shatters the peace he’d worked so hard to build, there’s only one person he can trust to help him. After all, Harry Potter has saved his life before. Now Draco has to believe that Potter will be able to do it one more time. 

Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 51,000 Aprox. (Adding both parts)
Summary: Draco is imprisoned and tortured by a mad Lucius after the war. He uses astral travel to spare his sanity. Imagine his surprise when he comes on Harry Potter, a werewolf Harry Potter, in the Forest of Dean. // sequel to ‘Rejoicing in Their Strength.’ Draco, for a year after the events of that story.
Warning(s): Sex, torture, violence, profanity, insanity, character death (not Harry or Draco), creature!fic

Author: MEGYAL
Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 5,800 Approx.
Summary: A Veela has killed their Mate. It’s a devastating case that brings the Acting Head Auror and the Wizard-Veela Liaison Officer together again.
Warning(s): Creature fic [Veela]

Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 16,600
Summary: Malfoy has wings. This is a remix of THE WEIGHT OF ETERNITY by ENVY_VENIS from Harry’s PoV.
Warning(s): Creature!fic (Veela)

Author: MEGYAL
Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 17,000
Summary: The fae have faded, and they’ve passed on elemental abilities. Harry is Chosen, of course (isn’t he always?), and he has to work his way through the minefield of having an Elemental mate.

Rating: R
Word Count: 14,392
Summary: Draco is stuck in career purgatory on the night shift in the Auror Department. The powers that be won’t let him near any important cases, but he knows he can prove himself and get promoted if he can just crack a big case. When Harry Potter shows up after getting himself banished to the night shift as well, how will he affect Draco’s plans?

Author: VAYSH
Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 35,000
Summary: Draco Malfoy has it all – sex, money, power. But a family secret threatens to become the undoing of the successful head of Malfoy Bank. His troubles bring him to private investigator Harry Potter, who lost it all – girlfriend, Galleons, Auror career – over a tenacious obsession with a certain blond. Both become entangled in the vengeful schemes of a stranger from the past. As much as Draco tries to resist, in the end, he must make a fateful choice for the man he is destined to love.
Warning(s): magical creatures (Veela), some blood, death of a minor character

Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 96,500 Aprox.
Summary: Draco is kidnapped and forced to make a choice between taking his own life or becoming something less than human. Of course, he makes the right decision. Enter Harry, who discovers he has a bit of a thing for wings.

Rating: R
Word Count: 30,200
Summary: After his father casts a mysterious curse on Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy is forced to try to make things right.

Rating: R
Word Count: 52,300 Aprox.
Summary: Harry defeated Voldemort: his act of heroism is famous throughout the wizarding world. He’s trying to finish his final year at Hogwarts in peace, but something peculiar is happening to him, something he never would have expected. It’s all rather embarrassing and making his life very complicated.

Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 18,700
Summary: In a post-war world that lives in fear and ignorance of werewolves, Draco Malfoy has taken every step to keep his condition hidden. When the delicate balance of his life shatters in a single moment, it is Harry Potter alone standing in his defence.

Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 47,700 Aprox.
Summary: It’s the final battle. Harry’s on a warpath to destroy Voldemort, but what he finds is a former school rival long ago lost to the past. A former school rival who’s no longer human.

Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 90,000 Aprox.
Summary: Voldemort’s final defeat does not mean Harry Potter’s troubles are over; far from it. In the aftermath of war, he returns to a Hogwarts that is fractured and divided, but this is no break that can be fixed with a spell. New owls, fading scars, surprising alliances– and along the way, the hardest task of all, to live with it.

Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 42,000
Summary: Now that Voldemort is dead, Harry and Draco assume an eighth year at Hogwarts will be nothing but parties and Quidditch (and, as time allowed, revising for the N.E.W.T.s), but you know what they say about those who assume. They may be legally of age, but that doesn’t mean that the confusion and drama of being a teenager has ended.

Author: TARI_SUE
Rating: NC 17
Word Count: 19,500
Summary: A hex gone wrong turns Draco from one of the world’s most despised wizards into the Ministry’s most desirable Veela. Now all he has to do is learn to control Veela Allure gone haywire, try to find a cure and avoid Harry Potter in the mean time.

“360 No Scope” Aspies are often found to be overwhelmed or befuddled in seemingly simple situations. That is because we often see everything all the time and with so much competing information it makes it hard to focus or pick up on and remember directions.

This is one of the main reasons for my hat. It blocks out everything above me and a lot of what is in front of me when I wear it. I can over ten lower or raise it to take in more or less information and.

TEACHER TIP: If you have a distracted autistic person in your class allow them to put their back against the back wall with the least eyes on them as possible. This cuts out the back facing stimuli and makes it easier to focus.

Swings instagram:

Why do I like this kid so much

He’s very straight forward, and sometimes he’s a little irritating, even when meeting someone new, he will just put on his earphones and listen to music, he might be a little naive but I feel like he’s always staying beside silently looking at everything objectively, or you can say positively, without having any bad thoughts. He’s more of a soul person than a brain person. When I’m having a hard time, he’ll always just come over without saying anything then lie on the sofa and sleep. Once he wakes up he’ll say “I’m going now” and he’ll just leave. All my younger brothers are just like typical guys so we never do kisses to each other but you know what? I do it everyday to this kid that’s gonna turn 27 soon kekekeke I think I might be the biggest giri fan. Let’s all love our dog-cat Giriboy more.

@giriboy91 idiot beggar-boy

Soriel AU Week @sorielweek Day 3: Reapertale

Local god of death falls asleep in a flower meadow and ruins everything.

I hope this doesn’t defy Reapertale’s amazing lore too much since I’m not sure if the gods can even sleep ahah (although if any god could sleep, it would be Sans). There’s so much beautiful art for this AU I don’t think I could ever match up to it, so attempting humour with it was more in my comfort zone.

Enjoy the fun times while you can; tomorrow I’m hoping to rip some hearts out (◉‿◉✿)

Bodhi Rook Saved The Universe

   Bodhi Rook is so far about the most inspirational part of the Star Wars movies. None of the events of the original trilogy would have happened without Rogue One, of course, but what gets Rogue One started? Bodhi Rook. If Bodhi hadn’t defected, if he hadn’t been strong enough to face Saw Guerrera, the Rogue team couldn’t have gotten the plans. And if they hadn’t gotten the plans, then the death star would still be wreaking havoc on the universe and the Empire would never have been defeated. Everything came down to those simple heroic actions of one man: Bodhi Rook.

   And it’s made so much more powerful by the fact that Bodhi is about the most straight up ORDINARY main character we’ve yet seen. He doesn’t have force sensitivity or an epic destiny. He isn’t even a trained stormtrooper. He’s a cargo pilot- in the words of Riz Ahmed, like a cargo truck driver. He’s the lowest rung of the Empire’s pecking order, and my breaking free of them, he ultimately began their destruction.

A truck driver, originally working complicity in the Empire’s regime, saved the universe. Let that sink in. 

And it’s also really important that Bodhi is played by Riz Ahmed. Because how many sci fi epics can you name where the brave, selfless actions of a Pakistani man save everything? Bodhi isn’t white, and that’s also awesome. 

 So shout out to Disney, for giving us this incredible MOC who saved the universe, and shout out to Riz Ahmed, for playing him to perfection. Bodhi Rook was brave and selfless. Rest in peace and rest in power. 

My favorite quote from Kubo was what he says near the very end, “this was a happy story. But it certainly could have been a lot happier.”
I just love that. It sums up how he feels about everything, despite the memories he now has and the stories he can share, he still has that grief and sorrow but he isn’t going to let it hold him down.
It also sums up the movie itself, showing that, yes, it’s a story about death, but it’s also just as much about life.
And that’s a quote that I would love to be able to use in one of my own stories; something that can sum up the main character’s thoughts on everything, that can sum up the whole story in a simple line, imply that there’s more to this than you may have previously thought, and I absolutely love that so much. It’s so powerful and perfect.
I love it.

’    the first time was when i heard my parents fighting for the third night in a row and i realized life wasn’t as simple or as easy as i’d always thought. people aren’t exaggerating when they call it cruel. it will leave you sitting in the grocery store parking lot, begging for mercy. your eyes will burn and you’ll have spent so much time pretending that everything’s alright that you could bottle it up and sell it.

     the next time was when he started looking at someone else the same way he used to look at me. he held her hand and told her all the same things he told me and as i walked by with my head down i realized everything had been a lie. i wasn’t special i was expendable. sometimes people take the best parts of you only to leave you with the worst of themselves and the only way you can forget about them is showering in water so hot you’re convinced it’s burning away any trace of them that’s left.

      the third time is when my friend was coming home from college for thanksgiving. he was ten minutes from his house when someone swerved into his lane and just like that he was gone, and i realized that life just takes and takes no matter how much you give. i don’t think i’ll ever understand why and the only way to deal with it is grabbing two bottles of the cheapest alcohol you can find with a look so pathetic on your face that the clerk doesn’t ask for an i.d. because he knows, everyone knows. ’

—  i’ve learned two things. 1) a lot of different things can break your heart and 2) i don’t want to feel any of them anymore

-“I only did it because you’re everything that I’m not. Boring, helpful.
Your life is simple.”

-“Oh. My life?”
-“Come on, man. You’re rich. You’re handsome.You drive fancy cars, you date hot girls.
You have no kids, you have no responsibilities.How much more simple can life get?”
-“Afraid you don’t know the whole story.”


another meme i won’t finish: [5/5] favorite male characters ▷ Anthony Edward Stark

Everything I’ve done, everything I’ll do today, everything I’ll ever do, I do to protect this world. Someone once told me that with great power comes great responsibility. That’s usually thought of as a lesson for children. A simple injunction to do the right thing. But there’s nothing simple about it. When I put on this armor, I took on more power than any human was ever intended to have… and maybe more responsibility than my heart can truly bear. But today… I will do my job. I will protect you. No matter what it takes…

Why Sherlock is the Most Brilliant Show Ever

I’ve never known a show that developed like this over four seasons and far more years than that. It leaves me awed. It leaves me in love.

Sherlock Season 1 was fresh. It was new. It was everything we loved about Baker Street but with a myriad twists. Who was Sherlock? He was idiosyncratic, brilliant, cold. Fascinated with puzzles, puzzles none of us could solve. The episodes were complex but close to home. Everything revolved around Baker Street, this unlikely friendship. 

But there was a whisper. The classic arch villian. These are simple, but age-old, dramatic stakes. Not so much man vs. man but mind vs. mind. 

This is Sherlock Holmes come of age, with mystery behind and before him.

It ends with the grand entrance of his twisted mirror, mind vs. mind.

Season 2 raises the stakes. It look into Sherlock’s heart, his loyalties, his fears. It delves into the deepest and richest of Holmes canon–the Woman, the Hound, the Fall. Season 2 leaves us gasping for air. This is Sherlock in the Golden Age, this is Sherlock that has us whirling, trying to keep up with twists and turns, with how much we now care about Mrs. Hudson, Lestrade, Molly, Mycroft–the side characters who now are part of a universe.

A threatened universe. This is Sherlock and John’s friendship at its tested peak, this is a Sherlock who might just be more than cold exterior, this is Sherlock with problems and people he might not be able to solve. This is the greatest face-off between protagonist and antagonist we’ve ever known, perhaps because they’re so like and yet unlike.

This is the end of an era, and a fall we still don’t quite understand.

Season 3 changes the game. It reels us back from grief. It has its lighthearted moments, even while John struggles to believe in a world again he’d thought lost. Season 3 gives us Mary, a story in herself. Season 3 takes John away from Baker Street, Molly away from Sherlock, everything we’ve known away from itself. How can such grand and beautiful caricatures feel so close to our own life? The alienation and the joy combined that we’ve always felt at a friend’s wedding.

Threats we expect coming from people we never dreamed would be the ones pulling the trigger.

This is Sherlock the savior. This is Sherlock the sacrifice.

This is death cheated in different ways.

Season 4. What is Season 4? Season 4 is everything times ten. The drama, the complexity, amped to 100mph. Why are there complaints it’s too clever? Or that it’s somehow buckling under its own weight, when this Sherlock come full circle. This isn’t close to home, complexities around a simple nucleus–this is close to heart, all the truths we’ve always known, Mary dies in canon, Molly loves Sherlock, There’s another Holmes–and yet it is ALL turned on its head. 

This was a brilliant masterstroke. I pray it’s not the last. My soul begs for Season 5. But this was a beautiful finale, if so it must be. This was John destroyed and a friendship forged all the stronger in the end. This is where we realize that Sherlock really is Sherlock Holmes, the legend we’ve all known. A man, as Moftiss said, with a heart you never doubt. This is Sherlock the human. 

And suddenly we understand all the questions we didn’t know we had. A high-functioning sociopath isn’t that way because of some paltry quirk. He’s shut down. He’s closed off. This is Sherlock Holmes finally opening the lockbox of himself, stepping outside the mind palace into something far, far greater.

And this is when we learn that the “freak” has “always been the grownup”. He’s the one who forgives. The one who saves them all. The one who cannot kill the brother he loves, does not leave the sister only he does not fear, the one who opens his heart up to the possibility of breaking because he has only three minutes to save Molly Hooper.

This is an East Wind. Mary, gone. Rosamund, still beloved by many. Eurus Holmes, remembered.

And 221B Baker Street changed, yet also just as we’ve always known.

Raise a glass.

monday afternoon, you asked me what was wrong

you said: whats wrong with you? you’ve been so quiet these past few weeks. I had no response. I shrugged and turned my music a notch louder.

you don’t care about me, was what i wanted to say. you don’t need me around, you have other people to talk too. 

it’s been quiet, we’re becoming strangers once again

earlier today my you asked me how i was

i told you i was good; to which you replied you don’t look so good. i slammed the door behind me and turned my music one notch louder.

i’m only your everything, when you feel alone

monday night, you came into my room

i was told i looked depressed. homework, was my simple reply

i have to pretend for you. there’s nothing i can tell you. bottling it up might make me feel worse in the end, but its the only thing that makes you feel happy now. 

i’m scared of you reading my mind

i don’t know how much more i can take

i ran into you today. someone i’ve been avoiding for the past few weeks. you hugged me, triggering intense pain on my open wounds, you asked if i was avoiding you. 

of course not

how can you stay away from something, but still come back to it?

you were addictive, like peppermint.

i’m irrelevant

yesterday, i slept almost the entire day

but sleep doesn’t help your soul when its tired

Self Care is one of the most important things there is. Taking care of yourself should come before everything including school, studying, hobbies and other commitments. There are infinite ways to take care of yourself but I’m going to talk about different ways to make yourself feel better when you’re stressed, tired, or just generally overwhelmed or unmotivated.

  1. Clean/de-clutter even a small section of your room. It seems like a chore but a clean space makes you feel so much better
  2. Take a shower/a bubble bath
  3. Go for a walk - even inside if you don’t want to face the outside world
  4. Take a nap. If you’re feeling overwhelmed, sometimes a nap can really help to clear your head.
  5. Make your bed. It just makes everything look tidier
  6. Do at least one small task. If you have a ton to do, do one small, simple thing such as reply to an e-mail. This usually motivates me to do more when I complete a tiny thing.
  7. Play with a pet. Pets are stress relievers and a lot of the time their energy and positivity rubs off on us
  8. Paint your nails.
  9. Eat something nourishing. IF you don’t eat or eat junk food, you will only feel worse.
  10. Drink some water
  11. Write. Either write down your feelings/thoughts, make up a story or just write.
  12. Plan. Having a plan can make things seem more organised and make you realise that it is possible.
  13. Listen to some happy tunes. 
  14. Create an uplifting playlist. Fill it with motivation and dance tunes and just fun songs to get you going.
  15. Have a dance party in your room. Stick on some of those happy tunes and just let go.
  16. Netflix/movie marathon. Grab some popcorn and let yourself watch some stuff to take your mind off of things.
  17. Stretch. I don’t know if this is because I’m a dancer or not, but I love to have a good stretch when I feel bad.
  18. Go outside and cloud watch.
  19. Burn a candle. A nice smelling candle can really relax you.
  20. Create something. Whether you draw, paint, craft, build, just make something.
  21. Make a list of all the things you’re grateful for or nice things that have happened.
  22. Hug someone. Hugs are instant mood lifters and stress relievers.
  23. Make a mug of tea. This always instantly calms me and it also hydrates you.
  24. Take your medication. If you take any, then make sure you take it. You will feel better.
  25. Put on comfy clothes. 
  26. Read a nice book. Preferably one that has nothing to do with your studying or work.

|| day fifteen of the 30 day summer study challenge ||

anonymous asked:

Hiya!~ Can I get headcannons for the main three on their wedding day/night? Reaction to their s/o walking down the aisle, the reception, garter toss. Just fluffy wedding hcs, please. Also maybe honeymoon spot?...This blog is great


-Even though his proposal is very simple. the wedding is definitely not

-You don’t want to know how much everything costed

-When he sees s/o walking down the aisle, he grins widely (no tears)

-Their first dance is to ‘Stay close to me’

-Dresses up nicer than s/o

-Their honeymoon is somewhere quiet, where they won’t be bothered


-Wants the wedding to be simple, preferably at Hasetsu

-Cries a waterfall when he sees s/o in their outfit, because they’re so beautiful

-Stutters through his entire vows and blushes through s/o’s

-The triplets are pretty much the main photographers

-Minako cries more than Yuuri

-He wants the honeymoon to be somewhere where he hasn’t been yet, so he can experience it with his new spouse


-Wears his hair in the half ponytail 

-All of his blushyness disappears and is replaced with a smooth af Yuri

-His vows make s/o cry, because he says all the things he usually wouldn’t 

-Wants to get away from the reception as fast as possible to have some time alone with s/o

-Has to suppress tears once he sees s/o walk down the aisle

-Wants to do something adventurous for the honeymoon

A Love Like Ours

Originally posted by ouat-the-hell

Pairing: Killian Jones x Reader

Prompt: anonymous asked: Luv ur smuts! Can u do a killian jones smut?

Anonymous asked: Not to be pushy, but are we getting a Killian Smut? Cause god damn he’s attractive

Warning:  Smut, Oral (Female receiving), language

A/N: This was so much fun to write. I hope you enjoy!


Killian Jones was the love of your life. Simple as that. You had met the pirate after his time in Neverland, and ever since then, the two of you had become inseparable. He was your true love, no doubt about it. Some even compared your love to that of Snow Whites and Prince Charming’s, pure and true. Nothing would ever separate you two.

The both of you lived together on the Jolly Rodger in Storybrooke. You would never admit it out loud, but you liked it much better here thank you liked the Enchanted Forest. Everything in Storybrooke was much more interesting than the Enchanted Forest, especially the items they called “technology.”  You were currently sitting in the hull of Killian’s ship, playing a game called “Temple Run,” waiting for him to return home. 

You suddenly heard the cabin door open, and you knew exactly who it was. You smiled slightly, but kept your eyes on your phone. “Hello, love.” He said, his accent sending shivers down your spine. You said nothing, a slight smirk gracing your face.  “Oh, that’s how you’re going to be, eh, love?” he said, playful tone in his voice. He slowly walked over to you, and dropped to his knees at the edge of the bed.

 He slowly started trailing kisses up your right leg, and you silently cured yourself for having nothing on besides his shirt and panties. He slowly made it to the inside of your thigh, and your breath hitched, but you refused to take your eyes off the tiny screen. He looked up and saw you still on your phone, and decided to take it up a notch. He placed a quick kiss on your clothed center, and you moaned at the sudden contact. He smirked against your center, knowing he was finally getting to you.  

He took the waistband of your panties and quickly tore them off, wasting no time getting back your aching pussy. He instantly attached his mouth to you cunt, eating you out at an ungodly pace. You almost screamed, instantly dropping your phone and carding your fingers through his dark hair to keep him in place. You felt him place a quick kiss on your clit, and suddenly started sucking on it. He suddenly entered two fingers in your core, and slowly started pumping them. “O-oh God! Killian!” his name coming off your lips in a broken moan.  The sensations were becoming too much, and you suddenly exploded on his fingers, your vision becoming blurred at the edges. Killian continued his ministrations until you finally came down from your high.

He pulled his fingers out of you, making you whimper at the loss. He chuckled slightly, and began taking off his clothing. When he was finally undressed, you couldn’t help but gawk at him. This wasn’t the first time you have had sex, but every time you see him you get reminded on how perfect he truly is.  “See something you like, love?” he asked, his smirk more prominent than ever. You smiled, and leaned up, taking him by the shoulders and pulling him on top of you in a searing kiss.

 As the two of you kissed, he flipped the two of you over to where you were on top. “I want to watch you ride me, love.’ He said in a pleading voice. You smirked and leaned down, kissing t a trail from his neck to his ear before whispering, “Only for you, love.” You sat back up, placing yourself over his hard cock, before slowly sinking down on him. You both moaned at the sensation, his cock filling you perfectly. You started rocking your hips, loving the feeling of him inside you. Killian started thrusting up into you, meeting your hips every time. The friction was beginning to be too much, your moans becoming to frequent. “Oh, shit, K-killian, I’m going to-“

“I know, love, me too. Come on my cock, (Y/N). Come for me” he moaned out, the hands on your hips tightening their hold.  You came around him, screaming his name. Killian came shortly after, your name on his lips as he let his orgasm take him.  You got off his lap, and collapsed next to him, your breath coming out in short pants.

 You both laid in silence for a short while before you finally spoke up. “Not that that wasn’t amazing, which it was, but what the hell brought that on?” Killian started laughing, him not expecting you to say that. “Well, love, I couldn’t help myself. Seeing you there in nothing but my shirt is too tempting. You understand?” You starting laughing, curing up into his side, ready to sleep the rest of the day. Killian leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on your forehead. You smiled, happy about these lucky turn of events. Maybe I should wear his stuff more often, you thought, before finally falling asleep.

Let me tell you about Phil Lester's hugs okay,

This is gonna be gushy and gross and probably going to make you want to throw up,
But just listen okay.

I could go on about Dan’s hugs too. Don’t get me wrong. But I remember Phil’s so much more vividly for some reason. That 3 second hug means so much.

I can not look back at that moment and not smile. It’s impossible. Absolutely impossible.
Because here’s what Phil’s hugs are like:

Phil stands before you. A man who’s 6'2 and towering over you. You’re merely a stranger to him, but to you he’s your everything. And he knows that. So he holds you tight, he draws you in so close and places his head near yours.

You don’t believe it for a second. You can’t underestimate that a simple hug makes you feel millions of pounds lighter. Phil warms your heart in a way that’s never happened before. You can feel him. You feel his heat, you feel his arms, and you feel your racing heartbeat slow just for a second. He does this hand thing where he moves his palm against your shoulder in an accepting way, that it just makes you fall deeper.

Phil feels like home. He melts your stress away. He’s the sunshine on a dreary day and he’s the rain in a needy drought.

He’s soft like a loving father, he’s supportive like a friend, and he’s just as real as you are. You feel his breath, his back, his arms, and sometimes you accidentally stand on his toes. For an instant he takes a trembling being into a stable calm human within his arms.

He makes you want to never let go.

He makes you crave a hug like that to last a lifetime.

Anyone else is more than welcome to add to the list, but this is what I got out of my experience.
I miss that moment every. single. day.

All of this, just from one damn hug.


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You were a young goddess - a really young goddess compared to the rest of your family. You of course looked your age, acted your age, did everything people your age do; except one thing. You preferred a simple chiton, though you did sport a golden laurel wreath a top your head but that was just because your father gave it to you after your first completed quest for Camp Half-Blood. You were more of a camper instead of the other way around and while you should have felt at home here, you often wished you were back on Mt. Olympus. Gods know you’d prefer a drunk Apollo over the teasing taunts of your fellow campers.

Well, okay, no - you would much rather be here than listen to Apollo try to come up with a poem that revolves around oranges. You shuddered at the memory of that party. He resorted to making up words and then somehow managed to drag you into it. 

You headed to the stables, ignoring the stares from the Aphrodite campers. Honestly, you didn’t like the attention, you just liked feeling closer to your Greek heritage than others. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that you weren’t a demigod, you were a full-fledged god. You were immortal, you could look as young or old as you wanted, and maybe that’s one of the other reasons many campers here didn’t like you. Or, you know, you just didn’t catch up with modern times and instead of donning a Camp Half-Blood orange shirt, you opted for a band around you arm with Camp Half-Blood’s symbol decorated across it.

“Why do you dress like that again?” one of the Aphrodite campers asked and you took a glance over towards them to see them almost forming a circle around you. You took a step back.

“I like feeling close to heritage,” was your simple answer and one of them gestured to your Pegasus.

“Isn’t that close enough?”

“To some, yes. To others, it’s a piece. The Greeks go back years and years and I like the touch of some of the ancient parts.” 

“Okay, look. Wearing that makes you stand out here and we just want to help. We can tweak your look a bit, play around with it, you know? Just trust us on this,” one said and you turned and made a bee line towards your Pegasus’ stable. No offense to Aphrodite, but you really didn’t feel like having her children ‘tweak’ your attire.

“Everyone’s different and (Y/N) here prefers it that way. So leave her alone before I really have to interfere,” Luke said as he waled up to you and the group. You smiled in thanks towards him as the circle dispersed, knowing not to mess with the head of the Hermes Cabin.

“Thanks, Luke,” you muttered and you sent you a small smile.

“No problem, (Y/N). I do admire your patience with them, though. Gods know I wouldn’t have it.” You laughed quietly and then wrapped your arms around him.

“I only have patience because of you.”


Something I have always liked about Sonic the Hedgehog, as a franchise, is the amount of widely different takes and interpretations of a seemingly simple premise, in other media beyond video games. Some I may prefer more than others, or even not be that familiar with(there’s only so much free time I have to go through everything %100), but like the games themselves, I’ve always liked that media outside of them have always experimented in different genres and mediums, and that’s why I tend to be more fond of Sonic media outside of the games.

So, happy 25th birthday to Sonic and his many spin-offs in other media~