and i will look down and whisper 'no'

Scribble-Doodle: A Different Kind of a Win

A parabatai pre-series story set in a world of A/B/O. The story deals with Alec’s canon feelings for Jace.

Jace asks Alec to become his parabatai. But Alec has a secret. Or two.


“Tell me one good reason for why you don’t want us to be parabatai!” Jace exclaims, exasperated, and throws his hands up.

Alec stops with his back to Jace. His hand’s on the doorknob and his head’s down. One good reason? he thinks hopelessly. I can give you two. I’m in love with you and… 

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anonymous asked:

you should do a drabble where tyler or josh titty-fuck the reader

drabble #5


Tyler has all of your clothes off of you before you realize what’s happening, far too distracted by his mouth that was working on leaving marks on your neck. When he finally sits back, looking down at you with hungry eyes, you finally wrap your head around the fact that you’re both naked. You chuckle breathlessly, dragging your lip between your teeth as you let him stare at you.

“You always look so sexy like this, all spread out for me,” he mumbles, stroking his hand over his length. “Your tits are fucking perfect. I just wanna…” He trails off, licking his lips as if he was struggling with what he wanted to do.

“You wanna what, baby?” you ask, wrapping your arms around him and tugging him closer to you. “Anything you want, you know that.” Tyler smirks, dipping his head down to whisper in your ear.

“I wanna fuck your tits,” he whispers, playfully biting your earlobe.

“Mmm, do it.”

Tyler immediately pulls away from you, climbing on top of you to set his knees on either side of your stomach; you take the hint and cup your breasts, squeezing them together. Tyler groans softly at the sight, and forces his erection in between your breasts.

Tyler pushes all the way forward, sitting still for a moment, so you take the opportunity to dip your head down and tease the head of his erection. He inhales sharply, turning immediately into a breathless chuckle.

“Jesus,” he mumbles, leaning over and bracing himself on the mattress with both hands.

Tyler spreads his knees slightly wider and begins to thrust, working his member between your breasts. He tips his head back, letting out a loud groan; he works hard and fast, shaking the bed beneath you. You squeeze your breasts tighter together, making Tyler let out a soft laugh, looking back towards you.

“You like it?” he asks. “You like me fucking your tits like this?”

“Not as much as I like when you fuck my pussy,” you respond.

“Mmm, don’t worry,” he whispers. “I’m gonna give your pussy some love too, baby. Let me try this.” He sits back, resting his weight on you and pushing your hands away and taking hold of your breasts.

Tyler squeezes your breasts together firmly, his grip painfully tight, enough to make the slickness between your thighs grow even more obvious. He presses down on you, thrusting even harder, letting out groans as he goes.

“Fuck, it’s amazing that this feels so good,” he mutters. “But you’re right…your pussy feels much better.” Tyler slows his thrusts until he stops, looking down into your eyes; you laugh softly, watching him climb back down to kneel between your thighs once again. “What are you giggling about?” he asks.

“Got that out of your system?” you grin.

“Not even close.”

anonymous asked:

Jughead + 27) things you said on the phone at 4 am please?

27) things you said on the phone at 4 am


Peeking out the window of your home, you happen to see the dark figure making its way towards your side of the house. You chew on your bottom lip, glancing at your phone and seeing it light up with a text from Jughead.

I’m outside. Come on, I’ll catch you if you fall.

You roll your eyes, shoving your phone away and grabbing your coat as you make sure the room is dark and your parents are asleep. Fingers gripping the side of your house, you ever so carefully shimmy down the terrace, foot getting caught at one point. Jughead shushes you as you start to tug, looking around and making you laugh.

“Just help me down, you dork,” you whisper, thanking him when he yanks out your foot. Once on the ground, you kiss his cheek, letting him take your hand and lead you towards the road.

“Couldn’t sleep again?” Your intertwined hands swing between you both, your heart thrumming in a matching beat to Jughead’s own. After a moment of silence, you nod, not wanting to elaborate more. Nightmares had been plaguing you more and more since the finding of Jason Blossom’s body. What was worse is that they all made you fear going out into the town you had grown up in.

Jughead notices your silence and pulls you into him, throwing the arm that still held your hand over your shoulder. A giggle escapes you as this brings you into his side, and he leans his cheek on your head. After some walking, all of which was in silence, as Jughead understood your quiet nature, you reach the abandoned drive-in.

He heads into the small theatre box, messing around with something before a movie starts playing, the music filling the area and causing you to giggle as you start dancing along to an old Bowie song. Jughead comes out, leaning against the wall of the box office as he watches you dance around. While you didn’t need to tell him about the nightmares, he understood, and would give anything to help you feel better.

You hold your hands out to him, wiggling your brows. He chuckles, shaking his head as he grabs them and lets you drag him out into the empty lot, the two of you dancing around and just letting the morning roll over you both. There were some things you couldn’t change, but moments like these were always going to be your favorite, and his too. 

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film noir scene

written using a predictive text interface

source: screenplays for ‘the maltese falcon’ and ‘the big sleep’

method: 12 word options for the user at each step. stage directions used to write the stage directions. dialogue for the dialogue. arranged and formatted in final draft.

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Imagine Victor seductively whispering phrases in Russian into Yuuri’s ear during foreplay/sex, but when Yuuri asks what they mean, he only winks and says it’s a secret.

So Yuuri tries to impress him and memorizes as much as he can from his speech over a few days and when he catches Victor casually reading a book on the couch he sees his chance, straddles him, brings his lips close to his ear and pronounces one of the lines in as sexy a whisper as he can muster.

And Victor suddenly bursts out laughing, so hard that his entirey body is shaking and there are tears in his eyes and he can’t collect himself for a good 5 minutes and Yuuri is just staring at him thinking “Did I fuck up? Did I remember it wrong? Did I just say something stupid?”

And when Victor calms down he simply explains “You just said Be glorious, our free Fatherland.”

And Yuuri just knits his brows and looks at him in confusion like “…why?”

And Victor just cackles “I’ve been reciting the National anthem of Russia to you every time we had sex for the past week.”

Victor gets a light jab to the chest and a pout, but Yuuri forgives him with a shake of the head, roll of the eyes, a light smile and a “I married an idiot.”

Yuuri gets his revenge by repeating lines from the anthem whenever things get hot because it always makes Victor laugh and that usually kills his arousal.

Hickies (Peter Parker x Reader)

Request: can you do one where Peter and reader got a bit steamy with a make out session and Peter doesn’t notices to ton of very very noticeable hickies on him until he’s left his room and him trying to survive the day with it?

A/N: Hey guys! I am finishing my exams this Wednesday, so I will probably upload nothing else until then -I will try to write my imagine based on the incredible trailer that day, so it should be up on Thursday at most!


Peter laughed softly as your lips traveled down his neck, leaving small kisses. His t-shirt was off, you wearing it.
‘’Babe, somebody is gonna barge in’’ he whispered, a smile on his lips as your lips kissed his stomach. ‘’Are you giving me a hickie?’’ he asked, furrowing his brows.
You raised your head to look at him, a smile plastered on your face.
‘’Of course not’’ you reassured him.
He brought your face close to his and kissed you, the kiss getting more intense as time passed. His hands traveled to your hair, messing it up, then moving to your hips and pulling you closer to him as he sat on the bed. You put your hands on his hair, pulling at some strands and making him groan.
Lowering your head, you started to kiss his neck again, his eyes closed. His hands moved to your butt, making you moan softly as you gave him a hickie, which was followed by multiple others, although he didn’t notice.
You kissed him on the lips again, his tongue entering your mouth as your hands drew patterns on his back. He run his hands up and down your body, enjoying the feeling of having you so close to him.
Finally pulling apart to breathe, you rested your forehead against his and smiled softly, opening your eyes to find his looking at you with an expression full of love. He grinned before grabbing the hem of his t-shirt with his hands.
‘’Will you give me back my t-shirt so I can go out and have breakfast?’’ he said, the grin still on his face.
You laughed and took it off, his eyes never leaving your body. You then put on your clothes, and as you looked at him putting on his t-shirt, you admired the way his neck was full of hickies, although he didn’t notice.
‘’Let’s go grab some food’’ you said, getting up from bed and grabbing his hand.
You both left your room at the Avengers Tower and walked towards the kitchen, a comfortable silence between you.
When you got to the kitchen, everybody was there, considering it was still pretty early and they couldn’t afford to sleep in and lose training.
‘’Good morning everyone’’ you said as you let Peter’s hand go, walking to the fridge to get some juice.
Peter sat on a stool as you passed him some pancakes, and Tony looked at him with a smirk on his face before nudging Steve’s side.
‘’Spiderboy, what you got in your neck?’’ he asked, the smirk present on his voice.
Peter automatically raised his hand and put it on his neck, trying to see if he had something.
‘’What do you mean?’’ he asked, his voice raising an octave.
‘’It seems like somebody decided to paint a sunset there’’ Natasha told him.
You rested against the counter, a cup of warm coffee in your hands, which you brought close to your lips.
‘’I’m pretty artsy, right?’’ you asked, taking a small sip of your drink.
Peter gasped and looked at you, an offended look in his eyes.
‘’You said you hadn’t given me a hickie!’’ he accused you.
‘’When you asked me, I hadn’t’’ you said, shrugging your shoulders.
Everybody laughed as they looked at Peter, who looked like an angry kid.
‘’What am I supposed to tell my aunt? The ‘I fell going down the stairs’ excuse isn’t gonna make it this time!’’ he complained.

Okay but imagine socially awkward and closed off Alexander Gideon Lightwood is actually amazing with kids:

  • Babies love Alec. One day Izzy rushes in with an infant that is .1 seconds from exploding and just throws the baby into Alec’s arms while Clary, Simon, and Magnus look on in confusion. But Jace just laughs and goes “Do your thing baby whisperer” and Alec just smiles down gently runs a soft finger down the babies cheeks all the while making a little humming noise and the child just immediately goes silent. Magnus possibly dies on spot.
  • But it doesn’t really stop there because all kids just seem to love him. They find Madzie and take her away from Iris and the entire time she clings to Alec. Who is more than content to prop her on his shoulder or on his lap. Basically he walks with her propped on his hip as he quietly shows her the institution.
  • Luke hear’s about these abilities and he brings Alec around to deal with some of the pups in his pack who go a bit stir crazy around the time of the moon. The pup’s demand that Alec become an official member of the pack, the Nephilim can’t have him. 
  • And the Lightwoods first realized this with Izzy. She was a difficult baby especially when it came to sleeping and nothing seemed to put her to sleep. That is until three year old Alec crawled out of bed one night and gently reached towards his little sisters hand her whimpers stilling.
  • Max’s first word was Alec. Honestly Maryse and Robert couldn’t even be mad because really what did they expect.
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Anonymous said:
Can you write a daddy kink one with Calum or Michael with a lot of teasing and spanking and overstimulation and being called Kitten and Princess omg pls that would be some lit quality shit

fuck ya girly i gotchu 

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Pillows surrounded us as the movie played softly in the background. His finger tips ran along my spin coming up to play with the ends of my hair. “How was class today, princess?” Calum whispered. “It wasn’t the best, but you’re here and that’s all that matters.” I smiled. Calum took my chin in-between his fingers, looking at my lips, then right back at me.

“Mm, you look so fucking good right now,” Calum bites his lip. I rolled my eyes smiling, when his hand comes down to my hips squeezing it. “Don’t roll you eyes at me again, kitten.” His eyes stared me down. “Yes, daddy,” I nodded, leaning into his touch. “C’mon princess, I have a surprise for you.” Calum said. “Oh, but I don’t wanna move.” I pouted.

Calum raised an eyebrow, “You’ll want to move when you see what you have in store with the way your acting.” I sat up quickly, following him up the stairs and into our bedroom. Calum and I have never really tried kinks, but we’ve talked about them. Anytime things become intimate, they are not rough, I could tell it was love, not something meaningless, nevertheless Cal would ever treat me like that. “Tonight, we’re trying something different kitten.” He said while grabbing my hips. I nodded, and sat on the bed.

He went to the closet, pulling out a box from the top shelf, and set it on the side table. He pulled out a blindfold, a few ties, and left the room again. I knew not to get up and follow him because if I did, that would not make Calum happy. He came back with a cup of ice, no water, just ice. “Um, why do you have ice?” I questioned. “Don’t speak unless I give you permission, princess.” Calum said.

Calum walked over to me, removed my shirt while kissing my neck “Now, you know I barley punish you nor do I like too, but that’s going to change kitten,” Calum said. “Calum, what-” I was cut off by being flipped around. “I’m sorry, what did I say?” Calum said. “Not to speak unless you give me permission.” I answered. “That’s right, princess, and what did you do?” He asked. “I spoke without permission.” I could tell he was pleased by this.

“Good girl, but, you still defied the rules, you know what that means right?” I nodded as he spoke. “Now, lay across my thighs,” He motioned. I whined quietly, knowing that this night was not going to be anything like I thought. “I want you to count okay, baby girl?” Calum said. I nodded, as I suck in a breath preparing for whatever was going to happen.

Calum landed a slap upon my right cheek, a whimper falling from my lips as I let myself clutch onto Calum’s leg, my body immediately relaxing into the sensation that is going to be driving me up the wall soon. “One,” I whispered, barley enough for him to hear. Another slap on my left cheek, making my nails dig into the rough material of Calum’s jeans. “Two,” I whimpered. “Good girl,” Calum whispered kissing my spine. The slaps continued until tears filled my vision, “Ten,” I sniffed.

Calum let me sit up, as he wiped my tears away, “See it wasn’t so bad now was it, princess?” He cooed. “No, daddy.” I said. “Good, lay back,” Calum instructed. I laid back, letting the cool sheeting sooth my red bum. “Hands up, we are not quite done yet,” Calum said while taking my hands and tied them together to the head board.

Calum only ever tied me up once, and god did I love it. I bit my lip in anticipation, waiting for whatever was next to happen. “To make things interesting, I’m going to blindfold you okay, kitten?” Calum said, grabbing the purple fabric from before. My eyes were covered, seeing nothing, I mean what did you expect? His fingertips slid down my body making goosebumps arise to my skin.

“God, you’re going to be the death of me,” Calum breathed, kissing every part of my skin. I felt something cold being dragged down my skin and rested on my stomach. His lips touched mine for a passionate kiss as his hand snaked down in-between my legs. At the first flick of my clit, I cried out into Calum’s mouth, my hips grinding into his hand. He slipped a finger into me, pumping slowly. The pace of his finger was driving me mad, making me squirm underneath him.

“Stay still, princess,” Calum ordered. It was one of Calum’s rules; I couldn’t move or he’d stop touching me, even if it was during one of my treats. I tried my hardest not to move, but I accidentally bucked into his hand when he pressed against my g-spot. He immediately took his hand away from me, sucking  his finger between his lips.

I could tell Calum was smirking by the way he kept pacing around the bed. “Wanna tell daddy what you want, baby girl?” Calum said. “I want your tongue, I want your cock, fuck daddy I want it all,” I was not ashamed. “Such a dirty mouth for a pretty little girl,” Calum chuckled. “You want my tongue huh, kitten?” Calum daunted, removing the blindfold. I nodded, blinking trying to adjust to the light.

I felt his lip wrap around my clit, lightly flicking it a few times. I inhaled deeply only to exhale with a moan as he continued his actions. He released me from his mouth, looking me right in the eyes as he entered his finger in, again. A long whimper came out of my mouth as Calum moved his fingers again. “God, you look so fucking sexy withering under my fingers,” He smirked placing his lips on my clit again. He pushed another finger in, making my orgasm come into play. “Daddy, please can I cum?” I moaned.

“Go ahead princess, be as loud as you want,” Calum mumbled. “Look at me,” he orders. Already used to taking orders from Calum, I immediately look at him. “Mm, daddy,” I whimpered. My legs shook around Calum as he held them open, making me ten times for sensitive. “Fuck, you taste so good,” Calum moaned. My chest rose and fell as I caught my breath, but I sucked in another breath when Calum rubbed his tip against my entrance.

“You want it, baby? Tell daddy how much you want it,” Calum said. “Daddy please, fuck me I want your cock, please.” I begged. He grinned slamming into me. My wrists pulled at the restraints, sure to give me some type of burn. Calum held my hips as he fucked me into oblivion “Princess, I can tell you’re ready to cum any minute,” Calum moaned. “Daddy, I am,” I said.

“Oh Caluum, yes daddy fuuuuck” I yelled, unable to control my body anymore, my gaze on his as he watched my face contract at the same time my walls did around his cock. When I finally came down, breathing heavily, I found myself more tired than I’ve probably ever been after such an experience. Forcing my body not to move and having to absorb pure pleasure was actually much more exhausting than I’d have thought. Calum must’ve noticed too as he gently stroked my cheek, before kissing his way down my stomach, then back up again to my ear. “I’m impressed, you’ve done so good baby girl” he whispered, “but we are not over.”

I shook my head, not able to take anymore pleasure. “Kitten, if daddy says more, you know what it means,” Calum smirked. “Daddy, I-i can’t,” I couldn’t even talk. “Yes you can, and you will baby,” Calum said. I saw Calum pull out the white toy, which intimidated me more than it should have. “You remember this one princess?” Calum said showing me the toy, “I know this is your favorite, so tonight, we’re going to play with it.”

“Daddy, please don’t I can’t handle it.” I whined. “Sounds like you wanna make the rules, is that how it goes princess?” He asked. “Sorry, daddy,” I said. Calum turned on the vibrator to a low setting and dragged it all over my body, making me shiver. “Baby girl, this is suppose to relax you, not tense you up.” Calum chuckled, feeling my reaction.

My legs immediately closed around the vibrator when Calum set it on my clit. “Keep ‘em open for my princess,” Calum pushed my thighs apart. My back arched off the bed as my orgasm hit me like a bucket of bricks. “There you go baby, just like that.” Calum cooed. My body caved in, my feet dragged on the bed while Calum put the vibrator on a higher speed.

“Oh daddy!” I yelled, my whole body shook in euphoria as I came around the toy. “That’s my good girl, cum for daddy.” Calum groaned. My toes dragged against the bed, as I came around the vibrator and profanities left my mouth. “Daddy, daddy fuck,” I moaned. Calum took the vibrator off only to lick my clit again. I was already in a state of sensitivity.

“God, you’ve done so well kitten,” Calum said, beginning to untie my hands. “But now, I want you to suck me off like the good girl I know you are,” He growled. I was already out of energy when Calum pulled me up. I stared in awe at Calum’s cock, probably drooling. “Stop staring princess,” Calum chuckled. I bit my lip, taking his cock in my hand, slowly pumping it.

Calum groaned, “C’mon princess, you know I don’t like waiting.” I smiled up at him, kissing the tip. With my tongue broad and flat, I licked the whole length of him, making eye contact. I alternated between sucking, swirling my tongue one way and then another, and flicking it lightly. I wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft, and move it up and down in time with the movements of my mouth. I ran my nails on the inside of his thighs, making Calum whimper. “Fuck princess.” He grabbed my hair.

“Princess, s-stop I wanna cum in that pretty little pussy of yours.” Calum groaned, unable to hold his moans in. I took him out of my mouth, “Daddy, I have a question.” I trailed. “What is it, baby girl?” Calum asked. “Can I ride you, daddy?” I asked shyly. “You wanna ride daddy? Well, I suppose that’s fine.” He chuckled. Calum laid on the bed, cock in hand as I walked over to him.

He cupped my breasts in his hands, groping and tugging roughly. “Yes, daddy,” I moan, burying my face into the crook of his neck. “Oh, God, yes.” “You going to cum for me, baby girl?” “Mmmhmm.” “Come on, baby, cum for me.” My orgasm rockets through my body, sending me into a state of frenzy. Moans and curse words slip out of my mouth. I continue to rock my hips against Calum as I come down from my high, milking my orgasm for as long as possible.  “There you go, baby.” Calum coos.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Calum moaned, his hands moving to my hips. “Cum for me daddy,” I bit his neck, making sure to leave my mark. I felt Calum release inside of me, making me fall on top of him. “God, that was-” “Amazing.” I finished for him. “I love you, princess,” Calum kissed my forehead. “I love you too, daddy.” I said.

6

Good night,” I whisper to the bow in my hand and feel it go still. I raise my left arm and twist my neck down to rip off the pill on my sleeve. Instead my teeth sink into flesh. I yank my head back in confusion to find myself looking into Peeta’s eyes, only now they hold my gaze. Blood runs from the teeth marks on the hand he clamped over my nightlock. “Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp.

I can’t,” he says.

settle down | jungkook (undo pt.2)

Originally posted by sugutie

pairing: jungkook x reader (ft. jimin & yoongi)

genre: angst, smut

word count: 4.9k

warning: contains mentions of cheating

description: you weren’t supposed to feel anything for him, especially since he already had a girlfriend.

a/n: this is the second part to UNDO

I’M PUSHING THROUGH BODIES, AVOIDING ME AND WALKING AROUND YOU


Jimin pushes your hair out of your face and lets out a small sigh,

“I knew this was the reason,” he whispers sitting down in front of you, your hands still tightly pressed over your ears. You sniff loudly and look at him,

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His || Jungkook || 0.6

Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

Teaser | 0.1 | 0.2 | 0.3 | 0.4 | 0.5 | 0.6

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I never see anyone talking about how kids can abuse adults though. 

Growing up I saw a lot of adult teachers get bullied by students and it sucked. They would purposely push them to their breaking point until they exploded, yelled, cursed, threw desks, and the ones who didn’t have that kind of reaction would just quit or end up fired because the kids would start rumors. One was because our new math teacher was effeminate so the guys thought “obviously this guy is gay and he’s after our dicks” and if he was ever nice to a male student (which… he was nice and friendly with EVERYONE and was the best teacher we’d had that year) they would start whispering behind me, “yo, look at that, did you see that? He’s flirting with his male students, that’s nasty” and so they made trouble for him. 

My mother worked at a Discovery Zone type place when I was little and she would come home and break down crying because groups of little boys would call her names, call her stupid her whole shift.

I had friends in childhood who absolutely abused their parents. They were relentless and mean and hacked them into submission and it made for a lot of awkward moments when I would hang with them, because I couldn’t do anything since… they were my abuser too.

Just because you’re a minor doesn’t mean knives you throw are not sharp and won’t hit someone. The fact that so many kids on this site use their age as a weapon, as a way to say “but nothing I do has any impact because I have no social power” is SCARY and we need to try to make people aware of this kind of stuff from a young age because most people who are like that don’t really realize it and they need guidance and rehabilitation so the cycle can stop. Because those people grow up and have kids and do it to their kids and they don’t learn that it’s not normal or okay, that they cannot deny reality by controlling the people around them. 

But sometimes it isn’t always that way, some of those parents were so nice and kind and I considered like family, and they just had absolute evil villains for kids. 

Check in with yourselves, guys. Especially right now. There’s a lot of upsetting stuff being shoved in our faces all the time and it makes it hard not to get tunnel vision when our emotions get out of control, especially with the pressure to perform by a lot of social circles on tumblr. And if you’re young and a lot of this is new, pace yourself, you’re learning, and you need to be open to the idea of learning more and know that us being adults doesn’t mean we’re just out of touch boring old farts who don’t know anything. We’ve lived things and we have experience and when we say to you that it’s not okay to tell people who like things you do not like to kill themselves, we’re not “apologists”… we’re the survivors too. 

I want Keith to have a mental break down at the beginning of Season 3.

I want Keith to just freeze for a moment, not able to comprehend that Shiro’s gone. Again. No.

I want Keith to stare the seat, not blinking, face blank.

I want Keith to shakily look around before his whole body begins to tremble.

I want Keith to call out; “Shiro?” with a croak, a sob threatening his throat as he looked around, movement sharp and hasty.

I want Keith to have a panic attack, short pants, rapidly beating heart, vision blurring then and now.

I want Keith to ignore the other’s calls as his voice got louder and louder by volume, the only word he’s saying is, “Shiro”.

I want Keith to scream his name before crumbling down, beside his seat.

I want Keith’s cheeks wet with fresh tears, a sobbing mess.

I want Keith to brokenly whisper, “Not again, no, not again, please, come back, Shiro…

I want Keith to break down because that’s how much Shiro matters to him.

I want Keith being emotional over Shiro because he lost him again.

I want Keith to do at least one of this so some people can stop belittling their relationship, make stupid memes

I want Keith to realize he’s not alone in this and bond with his friends.

I want Keith to slowly heal, but miss Shiro every night.

I want Keith to become the Black Paladin, broken but determined.

I want Keith to prove those who said he would be a horrible leader wrong.

“Mount Fuji.” Harry answers smugly – he was the one who named him, and Y/N looks over to him with the fondest eyes he’s ever seen.

“Mount Fuji? That just made him even cuter!” She all but whines, looking down at the dog seriously, “I will give all my love to you.”

Harry slides off the barstool, walking over and crouching down besides the two of them, “Y'know usually he doesn’t like strangers. Think you might be some sorta dog whisperer.”

Y/N looks over to him, but there’s no witty quips at her mouth, only smiling at him with the softest gaze he’s ever seen her have, eyes filled with so much unadulterated love for this Pug and it makes his heart swell with warmth.

Harry vows that one day, he’s going to get her to look at him like that.

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Harry is on the football team and Y/N steals a dog

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My character, Del, a wood elf rouge, was sent to a tavern to collect money for a drug dealer from a guy. All I know is his name, the fact that he practically lives at the tavern, and that he frequently uses the services of prostitutes.

Del: I’m looking for Bruno, do you know where he is?

Bartender: Nope, never heard of him.

Del (OOC): I guess I’ll just wait and watch for any sign of him.

I order a heavily diluted ale and nurse it for over an hour, waiting.

Two prostitutes come down the stairs. The bartender waves one of them over and whispers something to her. She then starts to head back up the stairs.

Del (OOC): Can I use a stealth check to follow her?

DM: You can on her, but the bartender is still watching you.

Del (OOC): Okay. I drop a copper piece on the floor, get down to pick it up, and crawl away.

DM: (laughing) Stealth check.

I roll well.

DM: You get half way to the stairs before you hear the bartender mutter.

Bartender: Wait, where’d he go?

DM: You make it to the stairs and look back to see the bartender duck and look under the table. He then checks his pockets to be sure all of his money is still there.

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Wishing I was… dry jumping with Peter in my room after school and we were trying to be quiet because my parents were home

Originally posted by michael-sofar

“Peter..” You moaned his name out, rolling your hips down harder on his. His gloved hand began to tug at the bottom of your shirt, causing you to pull pack. You looked at his swollen lips and the half pulled mask that was stretched over his head. You lifted your hands, pulling it completely off. Peter’s eyes were trained on you. 

“We have to keep quiet. My parents are home.” You whispered, moving your hands to the back of his neck before tangling your fingers with the curls there. 

“I can keep quiet.” He stated, reconnecting his lips with yours. Your tongues met once again, dancing with each other, his hands coming to move your hips down upon his. The sensation you felt drove you crazy. You wanted more. You wanted more contact and less layers. Your nails pulled at his curls before making your hips grind down harder. You smiled into the kiss when he groaned into the kiss, his fingers digging into your hips harder, making them roll down on him harder. You pulled away, your hips stilling. 

“I thought you said you could keep quiet.” You teased. He rolled his eyes playfully before beginning to nip at your neck, his hands making your hips move back and forth again. You bit down on your lips, enjoying the way every time your rolled your hips, his cock would harden more. The feeling of his now fully hard dick moving almost in between your folds (if it weren’t for the pajama shorts and underwear). You mewled, throwing your head back when what you would assume was the tip of his dick came in some contact with your clit. Your hands flew to his knees, causing your chest to push out a little, granting him access to the tops of your boobs. He began leaving a trail of love bites over them, and usually you would worry about covering them but at the moment you didn’t care. The motion was so simple but it felt so good. Back and forth, back and forth. You swirled your hips in an eight figure now, feeling his dick occasionally, teasing both you and Peter a little before going back to straddling it again and grinding on top of it. 

Your eyes fluttered close, enjoying the feeling. If Peter hadn’t groaned again, you would have gotten carried away. You tugged on his hair once again before reconnecting your lips with his. He pulled away, but now before having his bottom lip held in between your teeth. You pushed him back by the shoulders, encouraging him to lay back on your bed. He fell back with a loud thud. 

“Ouch.” His hand lifted from your hip to go and rub at the back of his head. You moved your right hand to move the big calculus textbook from underneath him. His head turned to see your homework everywhere. You moved your pencils to the floor so you know they couldn’t hurt him. You were about to go down and kiss him again until he killed the mood.

“You got number seven wrong.”

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Blurryface,

Your era was the first I fell in love with. You had intention for terror and hurt, but instead, you created the strongest fanbase I know. When I first heard of you, and the band you terrorized, I was fearful. I didn’t want to listen to your poisonous spewing words, and witness the dark red that you bled over everything. But ha, you thought you could keep me away. You poisoned the minds of my family in the clique in an attempt to wound us, yet we came back with fire and with ice. We looked around us, and found our own ways to battle you. During your era, we’ve created more pieces of art than ever before. You intended to rip us apart, to weigh us down, yet we used your whispers as inspiration. We painted our bodies, we sketched our souls, we penned our words.

Blurryface, you believe you are strong. But you are mistaken.

Because of you, I have witnessed inspiration a thousand-fold.

Back down, Blurryface. We have defeated you.

|-/

—  an open letter to Blurryface
Painkiller

Sirius Black x Reader

Part 2

Originally posted by nellaey

„Slow down, please!” Lily’s voice echoed in the corridors as she tried to grabbed your arm. You felt dizzy, although the potion brought a relaxing feeling over your entire body. Lily stopped you in front of the Great Hall and cupped your face. „Look, are you sure you are okay?”

„I feel wonderful.” – you whispered a same tone as her before you pecked her forehead. She laughed at you as you stepped into the hall, heading to the Gryffindor table to your friends.

„Good morning to my favourite boys!” – you shrieked, kissing the boys on their cheeks. Remus smiled but frowned, Peter flushed, Sirius kissed you back, James grinned like a kid.

„Evans, what have you done to her?” Sirius asked with an amused face. Lily played with his hair; her eyes avoiding the boys’ face.

„Well, you know… she had this horrible headache, so I made her a potion… don’t look at me like this, I made it a thousand times before! But I probably added a little bit more bitterroot than I should… BY ACCIDENT, of course!”

„So, technically, you drugged her.” – James said, trying to suppress his laugh as you placed a lots of toasts in your plate before started to build a house from them.

„No, I didn’t!” She protest, and looked at you with a big sigh. „I should take her to the Hospital Wing. She can’t go to the classes like this.”

„Are you really want to deprive us from this? Look at her, she’s so cute, I wanna watch her all day.” You snapped your head up at Sirius words with a long „Ooooooh” and made your way to him. Sitting down next to him, you embraced his neck with one hand and murmured with a mellifluous tone, inches from his face. „YOU are the cute one, you know? So cute.”

„Well, if you insist…” He looked like a five year old kid on Christmas morning and you were his present. Lily jumped up. „Okay, I really take her to Madam Pomfrey.”

„NO!” – you yelled, standing up too. „I have to go to Magical of Care Creature. Magical for… Creature… so, you know. That.”

„Calm down Evans, we’ll take care of her. She’s just all funny, she’ll do no harm.”

Lily sighed again. „Alright, alright… But don’t do anything stupid with her!”

„What are you talking about? We would never do anything stupid.” James smiled, taking Lily’s hand.


Ten minutes later you were sitting on the grass between James and Sirius with a bowtruckle in your left hand, a quill on your right, and a parchment on your lap. As the time passed, you weren’t so exhilarated anymore, but you felt yourself groggy, so sometimes you just leaned to either James’ or Sirius’ shoulder, earning an even bigger sigh from Lily than earlier. „We really should’ve taken her to the Hospital Wing…” – she repeated.

„Lily, I’m fine!” – you assured, showing your drawing to her. „See?”

„That’s… a unicorn. We have to draw… where is your bowtruckel?!” She shrieked, but James lifted up his hand with two creature.

„Right there, my love.”

Lily shook her head with a smile and continued his work before you spoke up.

„James, wanna know a secret?”

„Y/N, for your own good, I suggest you to SHUT. UP.”

„Shhh.” James leaned closer to you, grinning. „Tell me.”

You giggled before you whispered so quietly in his ear, it was a miracle that even he could hear. „I’m in love with Sirius.”

He let out a girly scream, still grinning. „What did she said?” Sirius asked, leaning closer to you and James.

„Sorry Padfoot, I won’t tell my friend’s secret.”

He huffed, looking at you next. „Then you tell me, Y/N.”

You reached out and ruffled up his hair. „I can’t.”

„Keeping secrets from me and touching my hair? You playing a dangerous game, darlin’.”

A small chuckle left your mouth before you rested your head against his shoulder. „I know you secretly love it.”

What was his answer, you haven’t heard, since you fell asleep. But only for a few seconds, until you felt two big hands around your lower back, keeping you steady. „Easy there. Hey. Are you alright?” Sirius asked with a concern in his voice, lifting your chin up so your eyes could met. With a sleepy blink, you just nodded.

„I think she really should go to the Hospital Wing.” This time it was Remus, but now all of them agreed with him.

„No, no I’m okay, we still have classes.”

Sirius lifted you up from the ground and cupped your cheeks. „I’ll go with you to your dorm so you can sleep. Don’t worry about the classes, one day skipping is not the end of the world. Can you do that for me?” He stroked your cheeks with his thumb; his gaze burned into yours.

„Mhm. Okay.”

He told the professor you feeling ill, so he should escort you up to the Hospital Wing. Of course you didn’t go there but your dorm where he helped you to get into bed and threw a blanket over you.

„Need anything else?” – he asked, sitting next to you on the bed, stroking your upper arm.

„Stay with me, please?”

„Encouraging me to skip my classes?” – he said with a cocked eyebrow.

„Like it’s big deal for you.” He laughed. „Please. I want cuddles.” With an innocent smile, you batted your eyelashes at him.

His eyes widened. „You want me to cuddle with you?”

„Pretty please?”

„How could I say no?” – he sighed with a smirk as he crawled next to you, arms wrapped around you from behind with legs interwined. His warm body pressed to yours, his calming scent made you relaxed and sleepy again.

„You’re so comfy.”

„Am I?” – he mumbled; his hot breath tickled your skin as he buried his face into your neck.

„Mhm. So soft. Like a puppy.”

He laughed loudly and kissed your cheek. „Funny mood, aren’t we?”

You turned around, a hand pressed against his chest, an other cupped his cheek. He smiled at you kindly whilst rubbed your back, and you slowly leaned on, placing an open mouthed kiss on his soft lips. His hand stopped from the surprise, but kissed you back almost immediately. After you pulled back, you rested your head on the crook if his neck, with a smile on your face, ready to fell asleep.

„What was that?”

„I think you can recognize a kiss, Pads?”

You could felt his smirk against your forehead as he started to rubbing your back again gently. “S’all right. Sleep now, my silly girl.”


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Someday you’ll kiss me awake with coffee breath, gently running your fingers through my hair until I look at you and grin. You’ll lean down and whisper, “I love you” in my ear and only after I whisper, “I love you more” back will you say, “I made you French toast and coffee and you better get your lazy butt out of bed before they get cold.” You’ll smack my butt before running to the kitchen and wait for me there. After dragging myself out of bed and trudging into the kitchen only to find you sitting at the table grinning from ear to ear will I see “I love you most” written in whipped cream on top of the French toast.