beauty assistant

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I am not going to lie, I love her so much. May has always been my favorite Pokemon girl but by the time S&M is over Lillie might just surpass her…

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UPDATE

It has finally happened. She has overtaken May as my favorite Pokemon Girl of all time :D TBH, it did not take much, just her being her adorable perfect self

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“I’m so happy to learn more!”

Faba’s dream is to be an inventor or scientist, so Wicke actually had some sanity when first taking the beasts in and taught him stuff. She adores that Faba shares the same dream as her, but this was before she lost it…

AU by me!

Once, my dad informed me sexism
is dead and reminded me to always
carry pepper spray in the same breath.
We accept this state of constant fear
as just another part of being a girl.
We text each other when we get home
safe and it does not occur to us that our
guy friends do not have to do the same.
You could saw a woman in half
and it would be called a magic trick.
That’s why you invited us here,
isn’t it? Because there is no show
without a beautiful assistant?
We are surrounded by boys who hang up
our naked posters and fantasize
about choking us and watch movies
we get murdered in. We are the daughters
of men who warned us about the news
and the missing girls on the milk carton
and the sharp edge of the world.
They begged us to be careful. To be safe.
Then told our brothers to go out and play.
—  – POCKET-SIZED FEMINISM, by Blythe Baird
  • Jumin posted a picture.
  • Zen: Woah!!! Who's that beauty?!
  • Yoosung: She's pretty!
  • Saeyoung: Nah Yoosung, your ass is better than her's!
  • Yoosung: S-Shut up!
  • Saeran: ...Isn't that Jahee?
  • Zen: Eh?
  • Yoosung: ...
  • Saeyoung: Lolol, you guys didn't know? It's so obvious!
  • Jahee: Mr. Han, please don't post pictures of me without my permission.
  • Jumin: I thought you'd appreciate it, Zen swooned for a moment after all.
  • Jahee: ...
  • Yoosung: Wait, how'd you guys know? Saeran? Saeyoung?
  • Saeyoung: Well...
  • Saeran: A woman can change her looks.
  • Saeyoung: But she can't hide her boob size.
  • Saeran: Yeah...
  • Jahee has left the chatroom.
  • Yoosung: I am disturbed.
  • Saeyoung: Don't worry Yoosung!! If we all posted a picture of our dicks, I can tell which one is your right away!!
  • Yoosung: That is more disturbing...

anonymous asked:

omg u should totally continue the NHL AU for nurseydex!! i really really enjoyed the parts that u wrote! could u write about when nursery gets hit by that one guy & almost gets concussed? thanks!! love u

(all stories in this universe are tagged nhlau)

Dex is at home on a rare day off when it happens. He’s watching the Leafs and the Sens, texting Nursey dumb shit like, “just watched u trip over the blue line i’m divorcing u,” and “beauty of an assist, babe,” that he’ll read after the game. Nursey does the same for him when he catches Dex’s games, though his are always packed with god-awful innuendos that really shouldn’t make Dex as hot as they do. Whatever, he’s a hockey player that’s married to a hockey player, he’s allowed to be turned on by slap shots.

He’s thinking about maybe ordering a pizza or something when Nursey breaks away, streaking up the side of the ice and carrying it into the zone. He’s got Neil near him, but there’s no way he’ll catch up. Nursey sauces the puck across to Gardiner, but Dex isn’t watching the puck, because Neil is still moving in on Nursey, looking like he has no intention to stop. Nursey doesn’t see him, and Dex’s breath catches in his throat as Neil lays Nursey out, late and high.

“Fuck,” he curses, “Fuck, Nursey, get up. Get up, baby. Please get up.”

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Tug and Pull

For Saxxy’s July Writing Challenge! @saxxxology Also included is the prompt: Hair Pulling for this girls B-day challenge @spectaculacular-sammy (Happy belated birthday gorgeous - I hope you like it XO!!)

  • Prompt: Hand job
  • Pairing: Sam x Female Reader, Dean
  • Warnings: NSFW, hand job, hair tugging/pulling,  fingering (female receiving), little bit of swearing, PWP-ish, just a tad bit of plot there
  • Word Count: 3.7k

Summary: During research a head massage can be so relieving. 

A/N: Thank you to my beautiful friend @oriona75 for beta-ing for me! And also this other beauty for title assistance! @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid
Tags are at the bottom. If you don’t want to be included I will not be offended, I promise :D
I love all of your comments and reactions I receive when I post. I seriously love you all so much! Thank you! I hope you enjoy this. My Sam smut cherry has been popped ;) Woo!


Originally posted by heytheredeann


“So I’m thinking we have two possibilities here for this case,” Sam started, as his thumb scrolled up through an article he found.

You swung your legs to the floor sitting up from the spot against the back door you were leaning against as you also searched possibilities on your phone. You leaned forward resting your chin on his shoulder to look at what he had found. “I think I found something too.”

He smiled tilting his head to the side, resting it against yours. “Well it looks like Mr. Jenkins either has a heavy kink for things that go bump in the night, or he’s another victim of mind control.”

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Sewed on my ribbons 🎀 It was such a blast from the past, doing this! I surprised myself by remembering all the tricks, like folding down the back of the shoe to mark where to sew the ribbon, and sealing the ends of the cut ribbon with clear nail varnish to prevent fraying.

Electra was delighted to supervise and help out with catching those pesky ribbons and bits of thread as they moved around!

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Ballroom Night

Daredevil Imagine
Character: Matthew Murdock
Reader: Female
Word Count: 2,382
Warning: Smut, extremely hot waltzing, swearing, very fluffy ending.

Author’s Note: I know it’s long but I hope you like it!!!!! Hope you wanted fluff, smut, and fun! toratoratoramikey


“To Nelson and Murdock!” Foggy says as he holds up his glass.

“AND,” Matt starts,“both of our beautiful assistants.” I know he can’t see, but I swear he could sense my blush.

“I’m glad we decided to hire you Y/n. One assistant for each of us, because god knows just one of you can’t handle us both. This past year wouldn’t have been the same without you. Either of you. You two are special.” Foggy says.

“You’re just glad you finally have Karen to yourself Foggy.” Matt retorted.

We all took a drink and laughed a little. Foggy got up and grabbed another bottle from Josie. While he was gone Karen got up and went to the bathroom. Leaving me alone with Matt.

It was a secret I only shared with Karen. I had the biggest crush on Matt. Honestly, I might just be in love with him.

He’s just sitting there and smiling and knowing smile. I feel as though my heart is going to beat out of my chest. Damn that smile.

“Y/n…” he looks at me and smiles.

“Yes Matt?” I say looking up from my drink.

“I…”

“Here we are with a new bottle. Starting over but drunker than before,” he laughed holding the bottle as though it was handed down from God.

"Pour me another glass Mr. Nelson.” I smile.

“Oh, come on. I told you Y/n, call me Foggy.” He said with a mock sternness.

“Leave the poor girl alone. I mean she has it bad enough,” Karen pinches my cheek. “It’s ballroom night and she’s got no one to dance with.” She stuck her lip out and gave me the puppy eyes as sympathy.

“I’ll dance with you Y/n.” Foggy smiles. I look across the table and see Matt visibly tense.

“No offense Foggy, but you can dance. Like at all.” Karen laughs and will all join in.

“How about you Matthew? Will you salsa with me?” I ask feeling my liquid courage kick in.

“MATT? Ha! Thats a good one Y/n. Matt is just as bad as I am. He can’t dance.” Foggy laughs.

Immediately Matt gets up and walks around to my side of the table. Grabbing my hand he plants a light kiss on the back sending my heart fluttering.

“May I have this dance Ms. Y/l/n?” he says as he bows.

“Why yes you certainly may Mr. Murdock,” I smile. I catch Karen’s wink as I stand. Grabbing my drink I take one last swig and lead Matt out to the dance floor.

"I won’t make you look bad.” Matt whispers in my ear. “I hope.”

“Wait one moment.” I walk up to the DJ and ask for one of Tchaikovsky’s Waltzes. He nods and I turn and walk back to Matt.

“A simple waltz shouldn’t be too hard for a beginner, right?” I say as he puts his hand on my waist. My breathing hitched, and he smiled as if he noticed. His hands are so large the practically reach my spine. Those long fingers. I silently thank god that I wore an open back dress tonight.

“Right,” he laughs.

The music begins to play. Matt and I sway back and forth. I rest one hand on his shoulder and slide the other into his larger one. I feel the roughness of calluses against my fingers and palm. He grips my hand lightly.

Suddenly he pulls me flush against his chest. The hand on my lower back practically lifting me to him. He smiles and places a soft kiss to my cheek.

“The thing is honey, I am no beginner.” He pulled away and lead me into the most professional waltz I’ve dance since graduating from Cromwell Academy of the Arts. Each stride was as if we have been dancing together for years. We dance perfectly insync. We dance like leaves floating in the autumn wind. I don’t even have to think. I can’t think.

Matt’s hand grips tighter on my back. If it were possible we are now closer than we were before. He leaned in and his lips brushed my ear.

“You only dance like this with me from now on. Do we have an understanding Y/n?” He gives me one of those devilish grins, and slips his hand lower on my back. I just nod in fear that if I spoke it would just come out as a moan. God those hands. What those hands could do is driving me insane!

“Your heart rate is off the charts Y/n. You aren’t thinking what I think you’re thinking, are you?”

He spins me and pulls me pack into his very inviting arms. I put one palm to his chest and slowly push him backwards. His right hand captures mine over his heart. Pulling my hand from his chest he spins me, then pulls me in so his chest is flush against my back. I can fell his heart beat against my back. Steady and strong. We sway back and forth. Back and forth. He spins me out and pulls me in only this time we are face to face as we resume our waltz.

As the song comes to an end Matt dips me. When I come back up he holds me flush against him. I’m almost afraid to move, so I just stay still. The feeling of our chest heaving together trying to get our breath back is dizzying. He leans in slowly, and my breathing hitches. Both of his hands are on my back. One between my shoulder blades, and the other just above my butt. My hands snake their way around his neck, and tangle themselves in his hair. Our faces are just inches apart.

“Goddamn it Murdock! Could you just let me win for one night?!” Foggy yells from across the room.

I brake away from Matthew’s embrace, and finally see the crowd that had assembled to watch us dance. The other dancers must have vacated the floor just for us. Aww. What a romantic notion. I grab Matt’s hand and lead him back to our seats.

“Murdock what was that? Huh? I thought you told me you were a hopeless dancer. Why didn’t you tell me?” Foggy says in mock offense.

“Remember in college when I told you I was taking ‘Intro to British Literature’?” Matt asks.

“Yeah…?”

“I took dancing lessons instead.” Matt smiles.

“That’s fantastic Matt. What dances do you know how to do?” Karen asks smiling.

“All of them.” I answer. Everyone looks at me, and I try to hide the colour rising to my cheeks. The corners of Matt’s mouth curl up slightly at the silence.

“If he can dance the waltz THAT well, he can dance any dance he sets his mind to.” I shrug trying to hide my insecurity.

“Yeah! You! How did you learn to dance like that? Plus why didn’t you tell us about it. We could have company dance parties.” Foggy almost yells.

“I went to 'Cromwell Academy of the Arts’. I have a Masters in dance. Majoring in dance and minority’s in law. Cool huh?” Foggy nods excitedly. “I could go pro, but I like sticking around with you two avocados, and this peach.” I jerk my thumb towards Karen. We all laugh and have another round.

“Y/n, why don’t I take you back home? Foggy, will you take Karen home?” Foggy mutters a yep and I nod.

“She just nodded.” Foggy smiles.

“Oh, shot. Sorry Matt I forgot.” I apologize sheepishly.

“Remember I’m not made of glass Y/n.”

“Well, you’re not made of steel either.” I touch one of the cuts on his brow. He doesn’t wince in pain, but he takes off his glasses and closes his eyes. For some reason I feel honored that Matt finally trusts me enough to show me his most vulnerable side. Usually he only shows this to Foggy and sometimes Karen. I didn’t notice but they had left why I was staring at Matt.

“Let go Y/n.” Matt says offering his arm.

We get out of Josie’s and walk four or fave blocks south. Matthew taps his cane as we walk. Sometimes he taps a trash can, and I can’t help but giggle when he jumps in surprise.

“I thought you were a badass avocado at law Murdock. Now you got little trash cans scaring you.” I laugh and we ascend two flights of stairs. We come to a stop at a thick green door, and Matt begins fishing for highs keys.

“This isn’t my place, right?” I shouldn’t have drank that much.

“No. This is my place. You are staying here with me tonight.” He ushered me in with his hand dangerously low on my back.

I set my bag, coat and shoes down on the bench in the front hallway. Matthew pulls me into the main room pointing out the rooms and things in his beautiful big ass apartment. Unable to control myself further, I turn around to face him. He looks at me as though he could see me. I crash my lips into his. He is surprised at first, but finally gets the memo. We move in sync just as we had in the dance floor. Our lips pressed firmly together, and only breaking apart so we can remove our shirts. They’re thrown across the room along with our pants.

Matt’s hands rake over my entire body as if committing it to memory. My hands tangle themselves in his hair as I main against his lips. I break the kiss and turn my neck, and Matt starts kissing and biting my collar bone.

“Your skin tastes like honey Y/n,” he mumbles. His left hand slides up my inner thigh making me arch my back. Matt takes this opportunity to expertly u clasp my bra and slide it from me. He wastes no time in mapping out the newly exposed skin with his tongue. He kisses his way down to the waist band of my panties. He raises his head.

“Are you sure you want to do this Y/n?”

I feel the answer erupting in my chest, and I almost forget to answer.

“Yes! God yes Matt. Have to since I met you.” I breathe.

“Same here sweetheart.” In one swift motion he removes your underwear.

“Ready?”

“Ready.” I smile and pull him back up to kiss him passionately. His tongue slides across my bottom lip and I gasp at the sensation. Matt takes advantage and maps out my mouth with his tongue. He lines himself up and slowly thrusts into me. His thrusts are agonizingly slow.

“Matt… faster… please!” I moan. He picks up his pace as if he eager to please. With each blinding thrust he hits my sweet spot. Soon his thrusts fall out of rhythm, and I know we both are close. I tighten around him and he groans thrusting faster.

“Y/n!” he groans as he releases, and that’s all it takes to throw me over the edge.

“Matthew!” My vision goes white as we ride out our highs together.

When we finally come down he pulls out of my and lays down next to me pulling me to his chest. I hear his steady heart beat as he wraps one arm around me and strokes my back. I lay one of my hands on his stomach, and he covers it with his own.

“That was amazing!” Matthew whispers into my ear. “Even better than your dancing!”

“I was just about to say the same thing!” I plant a kiss to his chest.

“Let’s go to sleep Y/n.” I nod against his chest and driest of to the steady beat of his heart.

***

The next morning I wake up to the smell of bacon and kisses being planted all over my face. My eyes open to see Matt with two plates of bacon and eggs. I sit up and grab one of Matt’s white shirts and button it up a little. He sits down cross-legged at the end of the bed.

“Good morning beautiful,” he says handing me a plate and then a cup of coffee.

“Hmm. Morning handsome.” I lean in and give his a heated kiss.He smiles and begins to giggle into the kiss. He pulls away taking a drink of coffee.

“I have something to say Y/n.” He puts his cup and pate down.

“Shoot.”

“You might be mine at the office Y/n, but I want to make you all mine. Everyday, I want it to be you and me. I want to sing you to sleep at night. I want to wake up every morning and feel your heart beat against my chest. I want to kiss you awake on Sunday mornings. Make you breakfast in bed. I want to be the only one to comfort you.“ Matt says, his voice getting louder and more excited.

"I want you to be the one I come home to. Honestly, I’m so in love with you that I’ve dreamed about a perfect life for you and me. I want to be the father of your children. God, I want to be with you so bad. I know this is probably forsaking you out because we only just had sex last night, and we haven’t even been seeing each other. I just had to tell you, or I thought I might just explode. After the way we danced last night I knew it was now or never.” He takes a deep breath.

Matthew opens his mouth to talk again, but I shut him up with a kiss. Passionate, deep, and meaningful kiss that would last a lifetime.

“Will you marry me Y/n Y/l/n?”

“Well that escalated quickly!” I laughed. “Yes of course I’ll marry you.”

He pounces on me, and peppers my face and neck with sweet kisses. “How. Many. Kids?” he asks kissing me after each word.

“How about we start out with one mini Daredevil and go from there?” His kisses answer my question. We stay like that. Our brake fast completely forgotten.

Gilded Burlesque

Our lovely host Viola set the mood tonight by welcoming everyone onto the stage. She worked extra hard tonight and put on one hell of a show as always!

Alexei showing his hard earned wings tonight! Beautiful performance as usual.

Raeje blowing kissed to her beloved fans. Oh so lucky to have her tonight for the Burlesque this was her first one, lets hope its not her last!

Miss Zeraia brought her game tonight. This was her second show ever and first Burlesque performance. She blew us all away with her act. We’re very excited to see what else she brings us!

Another new face to the Gilded Pony, Lynx did not shy away from the challenge. He strutted his stuff just like a professional! Greatness is expected in the future!

Our very own Doman Princess Suiren graced us tonight with her first performance as well! She was elegant and beautiful with great instrumental assistance to boot. More great things to come!

Then there was L’yon. This cat knew what he was doing when he got on stage. Always a pleasure to see the bosses working just as hard as the rest of the performers. 


Also want to give a special thanks to our wait staff and our security team for making the night extra special and alive. You guys did great and I hope to see a turn out like this again for future shows!

And our lovely V.I.Ps and guests, because with out you, we wouldn’t be here of course!