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Y/N’s curious, clumsy, and has a knack for asking the wrong questions at the wrong time. Bucky’s a hot-headed prick with a dark past and communication issues. Both are paired for training, and neither party is all too thrilled. 

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“This is the training room.”

You nod even though you’re barely processing anything you’re being told.

Three days ago you’d woken up in an abandoned warehouse, with no idea where you were or how you’d gotten there. There were significant gaps in your memory and a you were in lot of pain. Then someone in a red metal suit had entered your field of vision, frowning, and you’d passed out, wondering if it was all some kind of dream. When you’d come to for the second time, you were in the infirmary and this man, (Steve?), started saying something  about a group of enhanced individuals and you being one of them. It took all your willpower to not pass out again.

“We don’t know what your abilities are, but given your enhancements, people are going to come after you. It’s important that you learn to defend yourself.”

You’re still not sure what ‘abilities’ he’s talking about, or what he means by 'enhancements’.

“Training is usually carried out by Natasha or Wanda,” Steve’s speaking again, barely taking notice of you staring at him with eyes wider than plates. “But since they’re away on a mission, we’ll have to find someone else to train you.”  

You nod your head, still trying to understand everything. The names are meaningless to you, and you’re not too keen on getting trained by anyone, especially not if they all have the same stressed out demeanor that Steve seems to radiate. There’s a dull headache beginning to throb at the back of your skull, and honestly, you just need to close your eyes for a bit.

“We should go speak to Fury.”

As if you know who that is. You just nod and follow after him as he hurries along.

Everything about Director Nick Fury is unnerving, from the immaculate state of his office to the way his eye seems to be looking right through you. You swallow hard as he addresses Steve, keeping his eye trained on you the entire time.

“And we don’t know what her abilities are?”

You grit your teeth, still uncomfortable with all the talk of your abilities and your supposed enhancement. You can barely remember your own name.

“Not yet.”

Nick sighs and seems to be in deep thought. After a moment, he turns his body to you. “Can you shoot a gun?”

You look at him incredulously. A gun, you? You could barely hold a kitchen knife without fumbling with it. To hold, no, to shoot a gun? If this was any other situation, you might have laughed. Instead, you shake your head. “No, sir.”

He turns back to Steve. “Well, she’s going to have to learn. Barnes is the best sniper we’ve got. He’ll train her.”

Steve winces, and for a moment he looks like he’s about to say something else, but Fury turns his attention to the screen in front of him, clearly dismissing the two of you.

Steve leads you through the maze-like halls of the compound, until finally, you’re standing in front of large double doors. He pauses and looks to you with a sigh. He seems beat down, dark circles and pallid face. You almost sympathize, but then realize you probably look much the same.

“Bucky’s a good guy, Y/N. Just remember that.”

You’re not sure what he means, or why that’s even relevant, but you don’t have time to think as Steve pushes open the doors and strides inside before coming to a stop in a living-room of sorts, where two people are seated on the couch. Neither of them seem too happy to be in the other’s presence.

Upon seeing Steve, both of them stand, and the one to the right smiles brightly. He’s the first person you’ve seen that looks relaxed at the compound, wearing sweats and a t-shirt and an expression of genuine interest on his face.

“Captain,” he greets, but it’s more out of mock respect than a soldier-like salute, and even Steve’s eyes crinkle. You can tell their friendship goes a long way.  His brown eyes glance at you. His smile doesn’t waver, and it’s so contagious that you can’t hold back the smile that makes its way onto your lips.

If this is Barnes, then maybe training won’t be as bad as it sounds.

Your spare a glance at the person to his left, dressed in the same relaxing attire but looking nowhere near as calm. Every part of this man’s body language screams stress, from head to toe. Upon seeing you, his scowl deepens, and you drop your smile.

“Buck, you’re taking this round of training.”

The guy to the left grins and turns to you. “And I’m guessing she’s the one who needs training?”

Steve nods and you feel your erratic heartbeat slow down significantly. The warning that Steve had given you earlier disappears to the back of your head; the guy seems so chill and laidback, it’s a breather. You smile back, until–

“Oh man, good luck.”

The confusion must show on your face, because the guy turns to Mr. Scowls-A-Lot and claps him on the back. “Meet our resident Grinch, Bucky Barnes.”

Your heart drops to your stomach and Bucky glares at you, fingers curled into a fist. You want to ask him what put him in such a bad mood, but you’re not sure you’ll stay alive long enough to hear the answer.

“Can I talk to you for a moment, Steve?” Bucky’s jaw clenches and his face is slowly turning red. Even Steve, who seems to be in charge here, grimaces. With a sigh, he follows Bucky to the other corner of the room. You plop down onto the sofa.

“I’d say don’t worry but, I’d definitely worry.” You turn to the first guy, and he holds out his hand. “I’m Sam.”

“Y/N,” you shake it, then gesture to the duo in the corner, having a pretty heated conversation. “Is he always this…”

“Grumpy? Only on a good day.” When he sees your face pale even more, Sam laughs. “I’m just kidding. He takes some warming up to, but he’s not a bad guy.”

He repeats exactly what Steve had said, and for whatever reason, the words aren’t reassuring in the least. Bucky and Steve’s conversation seems to have escalated to loud whispers now, and you catch certain phrases here and there, “I don’t know… Nobody seems to… Can’t be trusted.”

The last one hits you hard, and you want to be angry, but Bucky’s right. You barely remember anything about yourself and you have supposed abilities that you’re pretty much in the dark about; even you can’t trust yourself.

The clock on the wall shows the time to be just past two in the morning, and just as the second hand makes its way around the face for the second time, Bucky walks up to you, fists clenched and breathing heavily through his nose.

“Meet me in the training room tomorrow morning. Six a.m. sharp.” He’s less than thrilled about the whole ordeal, and you can only match his level of discomfort.

As he storms out of the room, you throw your head back onto the couch and groan.

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anonymous asked:

Hello 😊 sooooo I've JUST recently gotten into SHINee ( honestly I've been wanting to get into SHINee for a while but I've just been lazy until now) so I'm new to the fandom--whooop! - So I was wondering, is there anything I should know about SHINee? Also could you recommend me anything SHINee related?

welcome to the fandom, sweetpea!

there’s a lot of history to tell from these past ten years, so I’ll give you a condensed version of things (there was this huge masterpost/introduction on shinee I was going to link but I can’t seem to find anywhere otl; I’ll keep searching for it, though); even more so because… I believe it’s easier, in fact, to learn about them slowly and steadily as you become more and more involved with them.

so, take all the time you need! it’s really more exciting to fall in love with the boys little by little tbh.

forget about the typical roles found in kpop groups: all five are vocals (and visuals). shinee as a whole is very different from currently active/3rd generation groups - even though they’ve been on the run for longer, they are still young, they always bring in new, exciting concepts and flawless performances and tend to be compared to rookies in what concerns their energy on stage; meaning, they work as hard and with as much enthusiasm as a group that just debuted. 

taemin is very clumsy and has a habit of losing/breaking things by accident. (important: he hates bugs and I don’t say this lightly.) he’s very reserved and an introvert, but he loves his close friends and family dearly. usually more comfortable somewhere with food available. the personification of persistence and passion for what he does. also, he’s a soloist with three (Korean: Ace and Press It / Japanese: Sayonara Hitori) successful albums released. (you can find my - heavily biased - picks of favorite taem videos here.)

oh and still related to taemin - we have this thing where chanting his name brings in luck, apparently

minho is everyone’s dream boy: acts, raps, sings, writes his own lyrics, is gorgeous and charming and athletic, always working hard to become a better version of himself and the sweetest being you’ll ever hear about. he’s tall and big and all, yes, but don’t fool yourself: he’s soft, affectionate, touchy and a Real sap 24/7. his dad pretty much adopted the other four. he starred on a movie titled ‘Derailed’ recently; on KBS’s Hwarang: The Beginning and a bunch of dramas you can find on a masterlist at the end of this post.

key is a hardworking, inspirational and real example of someone who’s been through a lot and has a lot to useful advice to share based on previous experiences (also, he’s the king of aesthetics). he knows where he stands and doesn’t take bullshit from anyone - that’s why he’s the one to quickly shut down any member who’s being Too Much during an interview/show/etc; which is funny, because key himself is full of energy and will like, do the most for as long as he can get away with it. he’s been featured in a bunch of musicals and took part in a duo, Toheart, back in 2014. solo projects include a collab song with Axodus and an ost with NCT’S Doyoung.

a guide on how much of a sweetheart is kim jonghyun - he’s a complex being with a heart much too big and we’re always learning something new about him. I think the best way to get to know him is through the blue night radio; as its dj, he often shares bits of himself you’ll learn to put together little by little and love as a whole. he’s a soloist, too, with two officially promoted albums (Base and She Is) and a self-composed compilation (Story Op.1) released.

onew is their strength, their main pillar; someone who doesn’t impose his views on the boys and who, in exchange, is extremely respected and loved by each of them (despite his dad jokes and bad puns - they adore him, I’m not even joking). no wonder he won leader of the year back in 2015. ah, yes - he’s a prime example of sunshine incarnate. (he acts, too! he was a rockstar on the musical Rock of Ages and a doctor on Descendants of the Sun.)

the boys are so genuine in themselves, to each other and to everyone else those who work with them are all about compliments and admiration

and it’s not without a reason everyone says they are a family

the importance of the year 2013 to shinee and shawols 

some songs you might want to check out (p.s.: their Japanese discography is amazing and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise)

they really like dogs

they’ve won a shit ton of awards since debut

they dote on their youngest like actual brothers

they are a mess™

shawolsource’s tag for masterposts of videos on each member + dl link for all their mvs (the last part compiled by me)

must watch (in my humble opinion): The Ultimate GroupSHINee’s Surprise Party for JonghyunVlive SHINee Begins and this mess of a promotional video

something I highly recommend checking on in terms of dancing and singing skills and the relationship between the members in general: their concerts. the first one I’ve ever watched was the SHINee World Concert III (which is still my favorite!) and if there’s anything that made me fall even harder for them, like… that was it. I can’t find link for all of them, sadly, but here you have the JATSWCII and SWCIV in full and playlists for the BMU TourI’m Your Boy Tour and DxDxD Tour.

some blogs that will help you out getting familiar with them are @fyjjong and @shineesubbed.

shawols wouldn’t ever miss a chance to go on and on about anything shinee, so - any questions, opinions or requests, don’t hesitate to hit one of us up. ♡

Okay so I feel like people really do not understand fetishization.  Like, accusing KS of that is Wrong??  Like, listen, I’m a queer girl (so don’t bother dumping that straight people BS on me), and I have read a lot of yaoi, BL, yuri, GL, etc. and let me tell you something.  KS is the least sexual BL/yaoi I’ve ever read, barring the like super cutesy and fluffy kind.

That’s right.  You heard me.  It is almost entirely unsexy, and the only scenes of sexual content are either interrupted, extremely brief, or focusing on the developing dependence between them rather than the act itself.  The sexual content is not “fetishy” and the manhwa isn’t “porn with plot.”  I mean, there have been a handful of scenes with sexual content, but they were hardly what I would call explicit.  I mean, have you read a yaoi lately?  I’m guessing not.

This manhwa was certainly not written by a 13yo and frankly?  I’m actually offended on the author’s behalf.  How dare you.  You owe the author an apology for that.  The writing of this manhwa is better than half the things I’ve read lately.  It’s consistent and well-paced, not to mention suspenseful without being frustrating.  The dark themes are extremely well-handled and are probably more the reason for the rating than the barely their sexual content.

Do me a favor and read through some of Blood Bank (great manhwa, btw) and compare them.  THAT reads more as porn with plot to me, though the tone is shifting by the later chapters.  The beginning has some kind of sexual content in nearly every chapter, enough that the plot is actually slowed down considerably.

You CHOSE to read a manhwa called KILLING STALKING and expected what?  Some kind of healthy little romance?  Really?  You thought it wouldn’t be dark and potentially upsetting?  If you’re so against it, then why did you waste your own damn time reading it??

Personally, I am fascinated by Killing Stalking.  As a writer, I’m amazed with the characters and the little details that have been used to build the world.  I’m amazed that the author can write something so dark with such consistency and flare, not to mention grace.  The relationship building is deeply flawed and unhealthy.  Obviously.  The two main characters are a serial killer and a stalker.  If their relationship was healthy, I’d be disappointed.  The complexities of their choices and their motives is what draws me in in the first place.

How do you feel about people who enjoy Dext/er, I wonder?  Or Break/ing Bad?  What about The Sopr/anos?  Hann/ibal?  Or any other show about criminals?  Are they also sick and horrible?  Or is it just because the relationship is abusive that you have a problem?  Is it the inclusion of abuse and sex in the context of a relationship between two men?  Do you really think that enjoying reading about criminals is something new??  People are always fascinated by the darker side of things.  It’s why film noir and true crime and detective fiction in general is still so popular.

Scared they may be, but people are still fascinated by the dark and what lurks within it.  If you’re having nightmares or panic attacks, obviously you should stop reading it.  Don’t read things you find that scary.  For me, I only have trouble with supernatural horror, so this kind of thing is really interesting and intense.  I enjoy reading it.  I’m on the edge of my seat with every new chapter I read, wondering what’s going to happen next.  Finding a story the captures my attention so fully is extremely rare for me, and frankly nothing anyone says will convince me not to keep reading.

If you want to try, you’re welcome to.  I won’t stop you or even bother to block you.  Hell, I’ll engage if you want.  But no one’s ever taken me up on the invitation before, so I doubt anyone’ll bother now.

Blog Appreciation Tag :3 #1 (i’m sure i’ll do more)

I don’t know if this is a thing, but my inner Hufflepuff just wants to spread some cheer right now before I go to sleep because sadly the Easter holidays are over and soon, I won’t be able to be an egg anymore :c



@betty-coopers-number-one-stan: beautiful, beautiful face, beautiful writing, beautiful voice, beautiful ukulele playing. Love your blog soooooo much >.< You also really helped me starting out :3 I aspire to have your eyebrows.

@kingpendleton: first time we talked it was about cheeky singular swear words and book day costumes and it was actually so nice to have a fellow Riverdale blog to talk to at the beginning :3 Fics are amazing, and you have a great taste in musicals, (especially Hamilton). I promise though, that I will never sing Candy Store via messages again c; Boootttiffulll

@satanwithstardust: AAAAA! Another amazing blog with amazing writing that helped me with proofreading when I first started out :3 Also, another strong eyebrow game. You even tried to fight through your bus wifi when messaging me on tumblr, which I salute you for. Super pooper bootiful .

@jugheadjns: Bootiful photography! Our very own Cole Sprouse. Always provides the spicy riverdale memes. Lovely voice, 10/10 instagram story. Just yeeeessssssssssss

@pendletonthethird: So pretty, like I can’t even explain. Amaazzziinngg fics! For some reason, we confided in each other after barely just meeting and you’re honestly the sweetest little cinnamon roll!

@mrsjugheadjonesthethird oh gosh let’s not even start. Country meme comparisons. I will one day, force you to have some cheeky nandos. Mini egg cannibalism. Too many inside jokes were made in the space of an hour. AMAZING WRITING THO, and she has great fic recommendations if you’re looking for something to read! I’m an egg :3 So fun to talk too, a lovely person in general.

@mrs-jughead-jones: Some of the best fics around, I know i’m saying that a lot but I seriously mean it. Highly recommend the Winchesters in Riverdale series, even if you’ve never seen Supernatural! Pure cinnamon roll, too good and sweet for this world. Went out of her way to message me and make me feel good and i’ve enjoyed us dying over fics together <3 Incredibly kind and lovely to talk too.

@jvghead-jones-iii: FFIIIICCSSS ON POOIINTT. Also another person who just comes off as super nice in conversation! Master list is a gold mine of several different characters so go check that out.

@tasteofswallowedwords: PERFECT SHOT IS MY LIFFEEE! Seriously though I read your fics before I write mine for inspiration cos they’re that good. Friendly and lovely jubileeeee blog.

@arch1eandrews: I’ve never spoken to them but I love love love their blog! Probably some of the best Reggie imagines I’ve read, and I haven’t read the Archie ones yet but they’re definitely on my list :3

@hamilton-noodles: THE HAMILTON FFIIICCSSS! NO NEED TO EXPLAIN!!!! JUST YES, THANK YOU FOR SATISFYING MY OBSESSION (see what I did there c;… satisfied… eueheueh)

@sincerelystiles: Queen of Stiles fic writing, plus another super lovely person to speak with. Goose goose <3

@full-dark-no-starsxx: Only started talking recently, but definitely one of those people who can just brighten your day with a small message etc!

@thatsadbreakfastclub: Another person I only recently started talking too, but they helped found the Riverdale group (as did the person above!) which has honestly been 10/10 banter so far. Really nice blog in general.

@tragic-constellations: I was on the bus when I received an out of nowhere message asking if I’d want to be friends! We haven’t talked much, but this person is super sweet and fun to talk too! They’re also in the riverdale group so yaaay.

@wearelondonbound: Banter from the riverdale group + really useful insights towards episode lengths and theories etc. 

@dumbass-stilinski: This one also goes to Chloe but I swear Tumblr will never let me tag her. You guys were like my first friends, and super helpful towards my confidence. Thank you >.<

@tommys-girl1980: Awweeesoomeeeee! Super active as well, and you’re always popping up in my activity page! Funny and kind <3

@the-chipmunk-queen: Similar to that above ^-^ A familiar face I can always pull out. Also i love your profile pic kith.

@ronniexlodge: I asked about ship names, I got a calm and helpful response! So thank you very much, love your blog <3

@jugbug-imagine love your blog

@ri-verdale: love your blog

@riverdalesource: love your blog


@stilinski-jpeg: GUESS WHAT? LOVE YA BLOG! Also trypophobia buddies :3



Feel free to rant all you want about blogs that make you happy! Also little disclaimer there are way more than this and I could go on for years but I’m going to restrain myself.

I will guaranteed be doing a part 2 of this by the way.


queerrobbiereyes  asked:

I loved your think piece on Laura, it's set precisely around the fandom that is supposed to be built upon her, which is not to excuse her shit, and I hope fandom realises that quick because even Emily Browning and Bryan Fuller have said that this episode was only meant to show us her road while not to empathise with her, just to understand where she is coming from but that in the end she's just a really really shitty person, who might not even get redemption fo rhwat she did.

Thank you! It was something that I felt, and I had to talk about it. I knew I couldn’t have been the only one seeing this. I know I wasn’t the only one feeling uncomfortable here.

But that’s the issue - the fandom’s desire to overly empathize with her. We can’t even put this on the writers or even the actors. The writers may have included some troubling things in this show, but they did really well in not trying to make the audience forget who Laura is and what she’s done. They didn’t attempt to make her actions okay, not even in the narrative. In this case, we can’t blame The Powers that Be for what the fandom is doing. Which brings me to my next point.

We’ve all been in those fandoms where there could be White characters who have done horrible things and they don’t feel any remorse for the things that they’ve done. Yet, the fandom still finds a way to infantilize these characters. The fandoms finds a way to overly empathize with these downright, horrible White characters. In theory, that’s okay. There’s nothing wrong with empathizing with them. The problem lies in the fact that the fandom usually takes that into a completely different direction. The fandom goes down this road of rewriting canon mythology and facts; the fandom has a tendency of employing this revisionist history in regards to their horrible White fave. It could be plain as day that there’s no logical reason for this character to have done this one thing (or multiple things) and there’s nothing that could justify their actions, but the fandom will still find a way to make it so. 

My issue doesn’t lie with Laura. What you see is what you get. I don’t hate her. She’s interesting, but I don’t like her.  My problem just lies in what she symbolizes, and the fandom’s response to her is a great example of that symbolism. Just think about how many fans are quick to jump to her defense against other fans who rightfully dislike her. I saw people in her tag ready to defend her before her episode even aired. I saw people talk about the fact that they were ready to block people who disliked Laura before her episode even aired. Before the audience really got to know Laura, people were already willing to defend her. Before she even needed a ‘defense squad’, there was a defense squad. Figuratively, that’s what it was. The only reason that was even a thing is because she’s a White woman, and that’s the symbolism that makes me uncomfortable. 

I’m not telling anyone that they can’t like her; I’m not saying that at all. Everyone’s free to like her; it’s none of my business. But I’m also saying you need to understand why she makes some fans uncomfortable. And it’s deeper than the go-to reason of misogyny. Sometimes, female characters are just unlikable. We can chalk that up to bad writing, but the point still stands.

Wrong Bed

Originally posted by boldlymckirking1701

Prompt: This was originally prompted by the line “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” I never actually used this, but you get the gist

Pairing: Kirk x reader

Warnings: nudity, a little bit of language?

Words: 886

A/N: Kirk gets drunk, reader gets flustered. This one’s my first Kirk writing, so let me know what you think!

After a long day down in engineering performing maintenance, you couldn’t wait to get back to your bunk and collapse for the night. Which is why you squeaked when you unlocked your door (hadn’t you left it unlocked when you went back an hour ago for a manual you had stored in here?) and turned the lights on, finding someone ass up on your bed, sheets tangled around their legs and nothing else on.

“C-Captain?” You stuttered, face heating up almost instantly. The figure on your bed emits a groan and turns over, sheets covering his hips down. He sits up and squints at you, the bright lights making him wrinkle his nose.

“Whozzat?” He slurs, and you take a few deep breaths.

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anonymous asked:

Stripper Yuri paying his way through university AU please oh great one

Another Anon asked: I headcanon that Yuuri and Pichit took pole dancing classes for fun in college

Fandom: Yuri!!! On Ice
Pairing: Victuuri
Tags: Sexiness, Pole-Dancing, Mild Language, Hints at Sexual Content, NSFW, Male SLASH, Fluff, Phichit and his Damn Phone.

Yuuri never thought that those lessons that Phichit had convinced him to take, would actually benefit him in some way. However often in life did one need pole-dancing skills?

Yet Phichit had insisted that it could ‘be very useful later on’. And well, Yuuri supposed that this was the later on Phichit had been talking about.

Their instructor, Christophe, had sworn up and down that Yuuri had it. That he was incredibly skilled and could probably turn an entire room in his favor if he tried hard enough.

The older man had patted him on the back and welcomed him to a local bar he tended to frequent. A gay bar. A nice gay bar.

Phichit had obviously tagged along because why would he miss an opportunity to take some lovely photos of Yuuri when Yuuri wasn’t expecting it?

Christophe had gotten right up on the stage and proceeded to strip down to his underwear.

Yuuri and Phichit got to witness their instructor as he turned the entire club on its head and walked away with a few hundred dollars. Women and men having gladly shoved money in his direction in order to get more of a show.

“Boys, these skills are vital in life. You never know when you’ll need some extra cash.”

Yuuri went home that night with a completely different outlook on many things. Though never once had he thought he’d need to do it for money.

It was stupid for him to assume, he decided. American universities weren’t cheap and while he was definitely in a nice school, he’d done the calculations and realized that he would be in debt if he didn’t find some way besides housekeeping to pay off his schooling.

Phichit being himself of course, sent him a smirk and mentioned pole-dancing.

And that was how Yuuri found himself employed at a strip club every other night. Not the one Chris frequented though. He didn’t think he’d handle the embarrassment of that. But he did find a nice one willing to take him on several times a week.

He was strictly reminded that he was not required to have sex with anyone. That he did not have to allow anyone to touch him if he did not want to. That he should get a bodyguard if someone harassed him.

Yuuri was made very much aware that this was literally about mutual enjoyment. For him to feel good about himself, and for him to make others feels good about themselves.

This was not about his insecurities, or their possible secrets. This was about fun. Pleasure.

Yuuri met some fellow people. Some who were in a slump like him and had agreed to split any money they made with the club. People who’d been working with the business for months or years even.

None of them treated him like some kind of freak. They welcomed him with open arms. And none of the male dancers so much as blinked an eye. And the fact that would shock a lot of people no doubt, was that only two out of the ten men, were gay.

It was probably one of the most welcoming scenes he’d ever been witnessed to, and they did not hesitate to include him.

“You are very limber,” Sara murmured on his first night. She and Mila had both bent down to observe his leg muscles, and watched as he stretched, his legs falling into a split easily.

“Ballet,” he had told them, and watched with interest as the two cooed.

“Any other skills you hiding?” Mila asked, voice thick with a Russian accent.

“Figure skating.”

More cooing. “So performing shouldn’t be that difficult for you,” said Sara. “Find your space, and take control, okay?”

He nodded and accepted their kind words. Thankfully he’d been allowed to choose the music he wanted, and allowed himself to fall into the routine. Just like he did at the ice rink.

It was a performance with an intended effect. Nothing more, nothing less.

Yuuri went out on his first night, and left with almost a thousand dollars and three regulars promising to visit every night he dropped by.

Did he feel guilty the two older woman and one man were literally throwing Benjamins in his direction? No.

As the owner of the club, Leo, had stated, ‘it was a service they were paying for’. They got to decide what money to give unless they requested a private audience with Yuuri, then Yuuri got to control the amounts. Therefore, Yuuri felt no guilt over it.

Yuuri quickly found himself loving his new hobby, and found himself going back regularly, even when he’d earned enough money for the next two semesters.

Yuuri didn’t regret any of it.

“There is a new man in the crowd and he is hot as fu-”

“Please don’t say anything my poor ears aren’t prepared to handle,” Sara said, interrupting her lover.

Mila pouted. “But he’s really hot. And he’s also Russian!”

“And you’re taken. The point is?”

Mila’s head turned toward Yuuri, who had been watching out of the corner of his eye while applying some red lipstick. He’d really gotten into wearing it recently and refused to stop simply because some people might think it a bit odd.

“He asked who the best dancer was, and I told him it was Yuuri. So he wants to watch Yuuri and even got a seat as close to the stage as possible!”

Suddenly, both Mila and Sara were staring him down, equally evil smiles on their faces.

“What are you planning?” the twenty year old demanded, feeling like he was just signed up for something terrifying.

“You’re a skater, right?”

Yeah,” he answered carefully, wondering why it was important.

Mila had her mobile out in a second and was shoving it in his face.

“This is the sexy god waiting to see you!”

Yuuri could have fainted right there. He’d competed in some national championships and even won the Junior Grand Prix for Japan a few times. He knew the big skaters. He knew them very well.

Victor Nikiforov was in America for some reason and he was sitting in a strip club, waiting to see Yuuri of all people, pole-dance?!

“Just do as you normally do,” said Mila, her smirk dark and mysterious. “Make him crave you like everyone else does.”


Both woman hummed and gave a simultaneous nod.

Crave. Make Victor Nikiforov crave him.


“Do your Eros routine! That always gets you the most attention.”

Well it was his best performance so far. And yes, Yuuri choreographed not only his skating but also his pole-dancing. It wasn’t fun it if was just jumping and sliding. He preferred to have some kind of story to work through.

“Fine!” he agreed.

It was time to enthrall himself a World Champion figure skater.

Victor Nikiforov had expected to go and visit Chris and watch him twirl on a pole for a few minutes, but Chris told him to go elsewhere because he wanted Victor to see his ‘dear student take the reigns’. Or rather, said student who did not know that Christophe knew that he was out and about, making more money than his instructor did.

Said student whose friend was unable to keep the information to himself, who was also unaware of Chris knowing.

Victor found himself in a club far nicer than what he usually found himself visiting. Cleaner and much more official.

He spoke with a young woman who was grinning widely. She told him about ‘Yuuri’ and invited him to a better seat so that he might witness the young man perform.

After several moments of quiet contemplation of various dancers and people, Victor jumped a bit when the lights went out.

And suddenly, a spotlight illuminated the stage, where a young man stood. His back was to the audience, and covering his body was a black bodysuit with a half skirt hanging off the right hip. Very similar to something Victor had once performed in actually.

The man’s back was facing the audience as well as the pole, and when the music began - a classic guitar - he bent backwards into a bridge, hands grabbing the metal object.

He hoisted himself up then, body ascending with practiced ease. And while it was indeed erotic, Victor’s mind split into two separate directions. Part of him wanted to whistle, and the other part was internally going over the various muscles that were being used at the moment and wondering over how much core strength the Asian man had.

There was a moment there, where ‘Yuuri’ held himself against the pole, his one leg extended upward and the other downward, as if he was doing a split on the pole itself. And only his hands were wrapped around the pole. The rest was a combination of impeccable muscle control and determination.

Following that were some twirls as the music began to peak. One leg wrapped firmly around the pole while the man leaned out into the spectators who went wild, throwing money and roses his way.

His torso and head practically fell into a woman’s lap and she squealed, reaching for what Victor realized was a zipper.

The costume was pushed down a little. Just a little, because Yuuri hoisted himself up and away then, leaving the woman with a flirtatious wink for her troubles.

Somehow, whilst gyrating around the pole and his feet not touching the ground once, the man managed to get rid of his black bodysuit until it was only him in his red briefs, throwing a salacious smirk at the crowd and blowing a kiss for good measure.

And then, just then, his gaze met Victor’s, and the small flush on his cheeks burned brighter, but he didn’t lose concentration. Not when he held Victor’s eyes like prisoners and performed some sort of aerial technique on the pole without looking away. Not even when his entire body turned upside down in the process.

Victor had to reach down and loosen his tie. He hadn’t realized hot it had gotten in the club.

Or maybe it was just atmosphere Yuuri had managed to create.

The music was coming to a finish, and Yuuri ended his performance with a move similar to Biellmann spin where his leg wrapped up and around the pole, and he reached back to hold his ankle in place as he slowly descended in a circular motion until his right foot touched the ground and the music ended at exactly the same time.

Yuuri smiled and gave a bow, his sexy attitude melting away to reveal an adorable face flushed beyond measure.

Several patrons threw their money at him and he bowed twice as he reached for his suit and began shoving the folded bills inside the bundle he’d made.

Victor caught his eye once again and crooked a finger, watching as Yuuri shuffled over to his side. Not breaking eye contact, Victor reached into his pocket and pulled out the roll of notes he’d brought along.

He then carefully and without hesitation, reached for darling Yuuri’s briefs and pulled at the fabric. Hazel eyes went wide when Victor dropped the entire roll inside, and blew a kiss to show how pleased he was.

When Yuuri was gone, Victor cursed to himself. He needed to get more money and he needed to call Chris and tell him that he didn’t need to teach his student anything else.

He also had a problem that needed fixing.

And maybe Chris or Yuuri’s friend would know Yuuri’s social media information.

Yuuri never thought he’d see Victor Nikiforov again. In fact, he’d sort of forgotten about their encounter up until this moment.

This moment where he was standing to the man’s right, wondering how he managed to enter the Grand Prix and make it to the final, without once considering that he and Victor had actually met before. Without considering that they had met while Yuuri was pole-dancing to the very music he used in his Short Program. Without considering that Victor might even remember his face.

None of it. Judging by the smirk Victor Nikiforov was sending his way, he remembered very well, and with Yuuri coming in second place, he was now forced to be right next to the man.

How did one deal with finding out that one of your patrons who slipped you a thousand dollars for a simple dance on a pole, remembered your face and was very happy to see you again? The same patron who happened to be in the same sport as Yuuri and therefore any professionalism between them was pretty much destroyed.

“It’s an honor to be sat next to Yuuri,” Victor said into the microphone, eyeing Yuuri from the corner of his eye. “A man of such talents deserves to be pleased with himself. I certainly am.”

That attractive ass.

Yuuri’s attention was called to a reporter and he tried putting Victor’s words from his mind for the time being.

Hello, Yuuri! ^-^

Who is this?

Victor Nikiforov.

Why do you know my number?


Of course it was Phichit. It was always Phichit.

Yuuri opened up Facebook and sent Phichit a strongly worded message about how displeased he was.

Have fun with Vic! ~-^ 

Yuuri, are you there?

With a sigh, Yuuri decided to give Victor his attention. Phichit would get it later.

Yes. What did you need?

You me and a dip in the hotel pool preferably.

Are you hitting on me?

Obviously. And then maybe you can take me back to your room and demonstrate how limber you are again! ^-^

I don’t know, are you worth it?

^-* You’ll have to find out now, won’t you?

Yuuri’s foot tapped in agitation. Take it or not? Take what was so willingly offered, or not?

Sex with Victor Nikiforov.

Fuck it, he would take it.

A/N: So yeah, I wrote it. Pole Dancers are fucking strong, guys.  Stripping is not a bad thing. It’s a job. A hobby. Something fun. Let’s not attack strippers, because they go through a lot of shiznit.

My other Victuuri fics are HERE.

The 15 Day TFP Challenge!

Welcome Transformers: Prime fans, one and all!

Alright, so I think it’s high time for a good, old-fashioned Transformers challenge event to kick off the new year! Oh, and to keep the tag. So, for the month of January, we shall celebrate the 7th year of Transformers: Prime by activating a 15 Day Transformers Challenge!

They say we got until the 15th to change the tag? Nah, we’re going to show everyone and ourselves that there’s enough of us here to keep the tag going strong. We were given a challenge, told that the only way to preserve TFP is by using a different tag. Well, if Transformers itself is anything to go by, we’re not going down without a fight.

For the first two weeks of January, we’re gonna show our love for this series. With all its faults and flaws, we’re gonna band together and fragging do this! We learned from TFA, we’re not getting this one taken away too.

The challenge will last from January 1st to January 15th! If the demand grows, I’ll created another 16 days of challenges!

These challenges can be responded to by any means you see fit! Make a video, write a post, make a song, draw a comic, do an interpretive dance, anything goes! Get creative!

REMEMBER!! Even if you’re not participating in the challenge, please signal boost this as much as you can! Get it circling around! We need as many fans involved as possible. There’s more of us than we think.

We may not have Sherlock numbers, but we do indeed have numbers. Significant ones. We made the TF5 trailer trend for a day, we can do it again! Don’t lose momentum and don’t give up! 

We can do this!

Now, for the Transformers: Prime 15 Day Challenge:

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in between the s p a c e s (saeran x reader)

summary: not everything is meant to be taken at face value.

Rating: 10+ (usual spoilers LOL)

Notes: ugh. This was a lot better in my mind. LOLOL. I am the kind of person who tries to always ask if someone slept well just cuz my mom always asked me before she went crazy and anyway, there’s a bit of a story behind the inspiration behind this fic which is too long for the tags, ahaha. Also, this is me trying and failing at being poetic and eloquent, LOL. I think i described it as abstract and all over the place? Despite that, I hope you guys enjoy it.

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anonymous asked:

*notifications on* :D rfa taking their girlfriend out shopping and try to get her to try on things, especially lingerie? ;)))

a/n i saw someone cosplay as saeyoung and i freaked out but i was too scared to approach them.. >/////< so s/o to that person who was in the park sitting on the stairs looking cute as hell!!


  • he’s excited to go shopping with you like a lil bunny he’s almost jumping up and down
  • also highkey excited because you can wear couple costumes out and he can actually prove to the public he has a gf???
  • can we go to the game shop?? i need to buy an extension pack and some new coupons and-
  • okay okay sure ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • he’s holding your hand and when he sees ‘Intimissimi’ from afar he’s starts imagining you in lingerie but slaps himself because no not now
  • but holy shit why are we crossing over to wait MC waiT ARE WE GOING IN OH FUCK
  • clutches ur hand very tight and he stops right outside
  • I’ll wait h-here it’s okay 
  • nope ur coming with me
  • gulps and walks in he’s never been this nervous 
  • oh god i swear to god if my friend pops up i’ll break down crying
  • while you’re looking around he pulls out his phone and just desperately messages the RFA group chat like excuse me guys I need help
  • everyone suddenly logs off - you’re on ur own bud! ;)
  • you tell him to come with you to the changing room and I swear to god he almost faints
  • stutters
  • i-s t-that all-allowed I d-don’t th-think so uh
  • he’s feeling tortured as you try on different underwear and ask him which one he likes best
  • his face is literally as red as the lace you’re wearing as he manages to utter out then you look great
  • walks out the shop sweating and swears that it was the most stressful moment of his life


  • going shopping together is just a regular thing 
  • picking out outfits for each other is just the norm on saturday afternoons and you both embrace the envious looks you get from people
  • look like those artsy couples
  • he’s fucking l i v i n g when you pull him into ‘Victoria’s Secret
  • probably picking out different lingerie sets with you and even putting them up against your body comparing them
  • looks at the pink mannequins and freaks out because what they look like pink slendermen what??
  • also picks out lots of sweatpants and tops for you because he loves that your ass has the words ‘princess’ on the back
  • wanders through the perfume area and sprays a little too much on himself
  • also sneaks into the changing room with you 
  • makes you show him how the underwear looks on you 
  • but the second you walk out wearing just lingerie he gets all red because wait I wasn’t expecting this
  • his mouth goes dry and he scratches the back of his neck because we gotta get home soon uhh it’s getting dark 
  • okay sure
  • he falls in love with the black lace underwear and you swear see his pupils dilate 
  • before you can do anything he walks into the stall and you’re both kissing and his hand is above your head on the wall while his other hand is on your ass
  • uh zen why do you smell like mango temptation?
  • he has to stop himself and pulls himself before gruffly saying against your lips “we’re buying this one”
  • “but i haven’t tri-
  • “this. one.”
  • as soon as you’ve paid for the underwear he literally drags you out the store grabbing your hand 
  • you pick off where you left off at home and you lil horny children know what it leads to ;)


  • okay but have you seen Jaehee’s body especially her chest area the sisters are literally the size of her head
  • lingerie shopping would make you feel like a mess
  • you’d walk into a really boring underwear shop where they sell normal black and white bras but you end dragging her to ‘Agent Provocateur’ 
  • she’s walking round the store really with pink cheeks and admiring all the pretty designs
  • then she sees the tags and just ???
  • “too expensive for something no one will see”
  • “hey.. I’ll see it? 
  • (…and its 2 for 1)
  • briskly walks to the other end of the store before picking out underwear
  • she doesn’t try them out because she’s too shy :((
  • so you try on some of the underwear and she literally chokes on air
  • well.. you look - you look nice
  • well I think you’d look nice in this navy silk one?
  • she hesitates before taking the underwear from your hand because god damn are the patterns so pretty??
  • she doesn’t step out the changing room and calls you in 
  • but for some reason she’s staring at herself in the mirror with her hair down and looking a little disappointed
  • but you are SHOOK
  • you stand there gaping and she covers up herself with her hands blushing before shunning you out
  • literally speechless because she has suCH A NICE BODY WHY ARE YOU HIDING IT 
  • leaves the shop with a little smile plastered on her face and whenever she needs a little confidence boost she wears the lingerie because she always remembers your reaction
  • and every time she gets a lil red and smirks to herself
  • i can also her imagine her getting a little dom when she wears the lingerie because she feels 100x sexier 
  • (dead)


  • did you mean lace kink boy?
  • you force him to go shopping with you because you want to see his reaction to the shop Ann Summers
  • well … sounds like a book shop
  • yep thats 100% what it is
  • he doesn’t understand why until he gets there and holy shit
  • you can see him tense up and he holds your shoulder tightly before giving you that look 
  • the poor trust find kiddo is looking around and he shoves his hands in his pockets looking uninterested but he’s imagining you in those thigh highs and FUCK NO NOT NOW
  • when asking for his opinion between a few lingerie sets he just shrugs before saying “all of them”
  • “hey.. I can’t afford all of them”
  • “I can.”
  • well.. okay then…
  • you take him to the changing room and he gives you another look and you know you’re fucked (literally) when you get home
  • trying on the white lace bra with the little pink bows and the matching thigh highs you grin as you imagine his reaction (muhaha c:<)
  • he’s waiting outside the stall before you tell him to come in and he just opens the door and freezes
  • you motherfucker…
  • physically has to stop himself from taking you right there and then as you see him clench his jaw and look away
  • “why… why are you doing this?”
  • its fun lmao
  • you pull him in to the stall fully and grab his tie until his face is inches away from yours and he’s breathing a lot faster than usual
  • for the first time ever you’re in control 
  • so you push him out the changing room and he staggers back dazed at how he just got dominated
  • but not for long as he buys over 50 sets of lingerie and takes you home and bOYY 
  • you’re screwed (again i mean.. literally)


  • he’s not innocent at all (my sadist childbut gets flustered super easily - does that make sense?? (no? okay)
  • when you guys somehow manage leave your house you’re planning on getting ice cream when you see ‘Boux Avenue’ 
  • you look up at Saeyoung and he’s staring into the shop before shaking his head and shutting his eyes before turning away
  • feeling mischievous you walk into the shop because - payback 
  • hey wait no what are you doing?
  • ..buying lingerie
  • but - but ice cream?
  • he walks in with you but he’s staring at the floor because the second he imagines you in the lingerie he knows he’s finished
  • tries to distract himself by taking out his phone but you grab it off him and he’s red as his hair
  • hey.. we can order .. these.. things.. online right?
  • but you ignore him and continue picking out different sets and he’s just clenching his fist while looking at things like socks or something
  • why- why don’t you buy these socks.. they’re cute?
  • trying you’re on the lingerie he’s so nervous 
  • he’s twiddling his thumbs or just doing anything so that he can leave the shop and breathe again
  • while changing you have a sly thought and call him in to clasp your pale pink bra from the back
  • lol he ded
  • you feel his hands shaking when he clasps it together and lingers in the stall for a little longer before catching your eye in the mirror and looks down embarrassed aw
  • you buy the pale pink set before going to the ice cream shop and for the whole time you notice him zoning out a lot and glancing at the bag
  • “Saeyoung..?”
  • “huh oh yeah hello what were you saying?”
  • so when you return home you surprise him from behind only wearing your pink underwear and he gladly takes you into the privacy of your bedroom
  • oh and he punishes you for teasing him ofc - like i said… my sadist child will take out his frustrations on you
  • bonus: him wearing the same pink lingerie set when cosplaying a maid and posing like VS model and you dying with laughter
So This Is Love? Part 6

Characters : Single!Jensen x Reader x Secret!Actor (not so secret. You will find out who it is at the end.)

* Can I request a fic where the reader is a Disney princess actor at Disney World and she meets JJ and Jensen when they come? I know it’s not very detailed, just a thought I had@anon

A/N: hope you all enjoy this! Let me know what you think? Sorry its so short. 

Warnings: language?

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6

Tag list ; @pulgapelayo18 @nxvakwinchxster @itsemmyb@mellytonellysstuff@5secondsofthewinchesters @summerbummer2001@starswirlblitz @driverpicksthemuusic @abby-ackles @thegirlwiththeimpala@cassjoream @liger26 @raeganr99 @deanwinchester-af @sharenaloveyoux

There you were introducing yourself to the actor you had attraction for. Jensen could feel the jealousy begin to boil within his core. Slightly growing by the second as he watched you smile, and laugh. In all his life, Jealousy was never an issue with Jensen. Mainly because he was an actor himself and understood that people will have crushes and flirt and such, but with you, he couldn’t contain the anger any longer. 

Taking a swig of his drink, he strode over to you, his jaw clenching tightly with only one thing on his mind. You. 

Will couldn’t take his eyes off Jensen’s silhouette. “Shit.” He mumbled to himself. 

Chris glanced behind you, making you turn your head back. Once your eyes met Jensen’s, you felt heat radiate all around your body, pooling in your core. His face was stern, giving a sense of annoyance. 

As he made his way to your side, he forced a smile, trying to hide the jealousy under his mask. “Hey, I’m Jensen.” he reached his hand out, locking his gaze with Chris. 

“Hi. Chris. Nice to meet you.” He muttered, shaking his hand. “Aren’t you the guy from that Supernatural show?”

Jensen nodded, “Yeah, that one show. And sorry, but what do you do?” 

“Oh, I’m an actor too.” Chris smiled. 

Jensen hummed, scrunching his brows. “I don’t think I’ve seen anything of yours.”

You snapped your gaze back at Jensen, shooting him a ‘what are you doing?’ look. But Chris was sweet. Or probably too naive to know he was being made fun of. 

“I’ve been on a few shows and movies. I just played an evil witch on The Vampire Diaries, and now I am finishing shooting for this other show.” 

Jensen let out a long breath, crossing his arms over his chest. “Interesting.” He mumbled. “Sorry man, I’m just so busy with filming and directing and doing all of these cons, I rarely watch tv.” He exclaimed. 

Chris shook his head, a smile forming on his lips. “Don’t worry about it man, I completely understand.” 

Before the conversation could go on, you decided to take matters into your own hands and figure out what the hell was going on with Jensen. “Excuse me, I need to talk to this guy really quick.” You smiled. 

You grabbed Jensen by his arm, and pulled him out of the bar. 

“Aw what was that for? I was just getting to know the guy.” He chuckled. 

You furrowed your brows, looking intently at him. Trying to figure out what kind of game he was playing. Just a few hours ago, he was sweet and funny and even gave you hope again. Something you lost years ago when your ex cheated on you. 

“What are you doing?” You asked. 

He shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t know-” 

“Please don’t be like that. Don’t try to act like nothing is going on. Be honest with me.” You spewed. 

Jensen took in a deep breath, his lips pursing into a straight line as he gulped down his spit. Maybe it was the alcohol, or the jealousy that coursed through him, but he couldn’t bite his tongue for the life of him. 

“I’m jealous, alright? I saw the way you were with him and I just got jealous.” He blurted. 

Your lips parted as you took in a deep breath. His words replaying in your head like a broken record until he spoke up again. 

“I’m not in the right place right now. My divorce was just finalized a week ago, I have a 5 year old daughter who needs me now more than ever, I don’t have time to even think about anyone else at the moment, but for some reason, I can’t stop thinking about you.” He muttered. “The day I met you in Disneyland, I went back to see you again that day but you weren’t there and honestly, I was really bummed out.” 

Listening to everything he was saying, you were at lost for words. The pit of your stomach formed small flutters as your breathing fell at a slow speed. 

“Y/N, I have met over hundreds, maybe even thousands of girls in my life. Beautiful, tall, short, anything you could imagine. And not once have I ever felt this strong for someone.” He exclaimed. Jensen let his words spill out of him, not giving a damn about anything but you in that moment. “I was scared back at the diner. Because I think I’m starting to fall for you.” 

Your breath hitched, and your body tensed at his last words. You were frozen in your stance, locked in his gaze. 

Jensen inched closer, his heart pounding profusely in his chest. Beating rapidly with every small step he took. He stopped once he was closer. His breath hitting against your cheek, making your body grow with chills. 

He swallowed hard, glancing down at your lips, then back to your eyes. “C-Can I-” He paused, his breathing slowed. “Can I kiss you?” He whispered. 

You couldn’t speak, every part of you cemented in its place. You only but nodded, slightly. Giving him permission to feel the warmth of you against him. 

In that moment, he took in a deep breath and collided his lips to yours. 

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Shivers rippled up and down your spine the moment your lips met. His hand caressed your cheek, his thumb gently rubbing the smoothness of your skin. His tongue grazed against yours, tasting you, feeling the curves of your mouth. He felt invincible with you against him. Feeling something ignite in him like he had just taken his first breath. 

The kiss deepened. Your mouths molding together as you broke out of your statue and tangled your hand into his hair. Breathing each other in, pulling him closer. Everything in that very moment felt whole. 

The door swung open and Jared stormed out, along with Paisley by his side. Both you and Jensen pulled apart, heart rate picking up as you glanced at one another then back at your friends. 

“There you two are!” Jared cackled.

“Seriously, I am going to put a leash on you so I can find you.” Paisley spewed. She gripped your wrist and began to pull you back into the bar. Her words slurring as her eyes were glazed. “You need to sing this song with me.” She hiccuped. 

You looked back at Jensen, wishing you could run over to him and kiss him again. But he flashed you a warm smile, making you feel at ease. 

The door shut, and he was no longer visible. 

“Come on Y/N, Stop dragging your feet.” 

After a song or two, you looked around the bar searching for the pair of green candy apple eyes. But for some reason. he was nowhere to be found. 

You then realized, Jared was nowhere to be found either. 

It was strange to say the least, wondering where they could have gone. But you shook it off and made your way to Will. “Hey.” You exhaled, taking a sip of his drink. 

“Hey gorgeous.” He smiled. “I see you are having fun.” 

You shrugged your shoulders, nodding. “Yea, Thanks for making me come out tonight.” 

“Duh, what kind of best friend would I be if I didnt?” 

As the night continued, you stayed close by Will. Laughing and having a great time, or at least tried too. It was hard not to wonder, to think about Jensen. You had one question, Where in the world was he? 

On December 22nd I hit 1000 followers, Currently I’m already almost at 1050…. I’m shocked, absolutely blown away that 1000 people like my blog. When I had started in late June, I had just wanted to meet people who also like jjba, and to improve on drawing. It’s really hard to really fathom that I’ve already hit 1000 before 2016 ended. I just really wanted to say thank you and tag a few friends who have made my bd/dailyjjba experience absolutely splendorous.

@dailyshadowdio Literally the mod of this blog is an angel, she’s super sweet and a really great person to be around. When I had first started we had interacted once or twice…. and then fast forward a bunch of lovely followers and I finally got the courage to actually message the mod, and it started off with Jotaro burning down DIO’s house. It was a great start if you couldn’t tell. I’m still having a hard time processing that you are my friend to this day because your so amazing. Thank you for being here.

@dailykakyoin *inhales* B O I. Literally you are a ray of sunshine, and I don’t know what I’d do without my good ol Kak bud. We interact a lot and I love seeing asks from you in my inbox, you’re art is adorable just like you and your personality. You’re a really sweet person, and I’m really glad I got to talk with you and send memes back and forth. Thank you so much…

@daily-foofighters FOOF!!! You’re a sweet and adorable bean, and I love seeing your art… thank for drawing ocean man and his precious plankton daughter… literally almost cried over it.. YOU ARE JUST OVERALL A SUPER SUPER NICE PERSON AND I WANT YOU TO BE VERY HAPPY AND CONFIDENT ABOUT URSELF!! ;o; i love u foof…. tysm…

@dailysmolnareff C A M I. We don’t exactly talk much outside of discord servers but its always so nice to have you around, you’re super sweet and i think ur laugh is adorable tbh. I really wish I could give you a big hug cause you deserve one, thanks for being my friend ;;;;

@daily-caesar adam………. u fucker….. how dare you keep killing off your precious event shzrs… I can forgive you but pls no more death… I’m so glad we talk, you overall are sweet as sugar and really kind to me, letting me talk about the most random of shit at times. ily now lets fucking fight

@poorlydrawnjosephjoestar LEMON!!!! the sweetest lemon I know and love, you’re super super super super super nice and have the good memes… and to top it off your art is absolutely stunning and adorable and im love it…. BUT BOY DO YOU LIKE TO BREAK MY HEART WITH THESE SAD HEADCANONS.

@daily-giogio paigepaigepaigepaigepaigepaigepaigepaige, you know the drill. CUTE FACE CUTE ART CUTE PERSONALITY, and boy do you love giomis!!! Tbh I didn’t really ship anyone from VA until you kept showing me Giomis and now I have subscribed to it because its rly cute, cheeto puff pants and his ladybug shall be together forever… also remember that promise we gotta get fat and old together, I love u.

@dailybrandio The child,,,, the precious precious bean.. Pure as Jonathan Joestar… You are super young and sweet and really fucking strong and mature and being friends with you is a wonderful experience, I know things are tough right now for you but it’ll get better, I promise. Thanks for not giving up..!!!

@dailyenricopucci pasta im love you, ur a good pucci even though I feel betrayed that he isnt as nice as i was told…. but i love how compassionate you are abt animals… boy I love animal content.. Not only that but you are really dedicated to your AU and art and thats just really admirable. Im glad we are friends ;o;

Just going to also tag some people I enjoy, and wish to talk to more because y’all are sweethearts and I could go on for hours typing up reasons why, but I WANT TO LET YOU ALL KNOW HOW HAPPY I AM ABOUT YOU BEING HERE LOOKING AT MY OCEAN MAN

@dailyavdol, @daily4taro, @poorlydrawnjosukeh, @poorly-drawn-dinopants,

@weeklyheavendio, @dailyndoul, @dailyhierophantgreen, @dailyhamonpires, @dailyabdul, @clackerss, @pompadxur, @stoneslept !

Once again I really cannot thank you all enough for sticking around, tomorrow will be the final daily until we move onto 2017. I’m excited to see what 2017 will turn out to be. I love you all so much and thank you for reaching such a large milestone for my blog, I really dunno how you all got here but thank you.

How Can the Theater Go Wrong?

Professor Dean Masterlist

Word count: 3370

Reader gender: Female

Summary: Dean takes the reader on a date to the theatre to watch a film, what happens when some other students show up?

Warnings: Smut (fingering, handjobs, a bit of dry humping) and some general fluffs. Smut is kind of public (occurs in a public bathroom although nobody can hear and nobody interrupts.) Implied future smut.

A/N: Want me to continue?

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A post where everything is about Zack - part 1


  • What the heck is Cloud’s personality pre Nibelheim incident
  • The most important thing Zack does for Cloud (wasn’t dying)
  • Why everyone should start tagging all their Cloud posts with nothing but “BAMF”

First a short foreword :

Well this turned out to be waaaay longer than I intended… So I decided to post this in parts (which I’m not super happy about, but otherwise I’ll never finish it just cause I’m too tired of having to scroll so much to where I left of everytime..and I kinda felt sorry for the mobile readers haha)

And I guess I’ll begin by saying that of course this is just my take on things, so obviously not everyone will agree with my 100% totally canon SE stamp approved interpretations (really I send em a link and they said “sugoi” which is “cool” in japanese fyi ) and that’s ok, cause fortunately none of us has to be wrong for the other to be right. But again any additional input or fact correction (since I obviously can’t remember everything) is always welcome. (specially regarding to the timeline cuz it’s a mess) I just kinda wish people will wait until I post the entire thing..

Note that I will be ignoring other characters just because this is a post about Zack, and not because I don’t realize the influence they all had on Cloud. 

Also I’ll just briefly mention that I only rely on the original materials and good ol’ common sense for all my character analysis, just cause I feel like it can take you way further than relaying on ultimanias and things that are not considered part of canon. (because let’s face it, sometimes they are full of BS and with all the retcons tend to change alot) 

Also i’ll say that alot of this is actually based on my personal experiences as a soldier, being surrounded by soldiers, and having to deal with soldiers who lost friends in battle, so there’s probably a shit ton of projection there.. I’m obsessing over Zack Fair for a reason.. (and it’s not only cause he’s so damn fine, althought it is a very big part of it)

Also I will probably be adding and editing stuff in these posts.

So yeah about Zack

Now I know the people who will most likely read these walls of text are people who are already big fans of Zack. But I kinda feel like I’m writing this for the people who have complains about his character or Cloud’s character or any of the compilations..

Because without a doubt the saddest thing about Zack fair (well besides his death I mean), is that Square Snix never had enough space for him in the original releases and always ended up editing him in YEARS later. (Also pretty funny I guess, since when production is concerned, starting from his conception, Zack is always the character that just kinda shows up late with Starbucks like “Hey what did I miss?” and then proceeds to complete the picture.)

So with that and with FFVII’s story (and I’m talking the entire CC, BC, OG and AC/C combo) not being released in a chronological order for over a decade while continuously being retconned. I think sometimes it can be easy to miss how over the years it basically turned out to be the story of Zack (unless you’re pretty perceptive, have a good memory, or actually played and watched everything in a chronological order after AC/C was released, which I assume not many people ever did?)

Anyway this black haired sonic looking dude we saw for a few short moments in 1997 plays as important role in FFVII’s story as Cloud or Aerith (yes, in the OG aswell, yes from 1997, and no, not only because he died protecting Cloud). And some (me) would say maybe even the most important. But it’s kinda been just one big mess and that’s why Zack’s role so easily gets lost in it. Specially to the older fans, who I so often feel like still can’t get quite used to him becoming such an important character or can’t understand why the hell he is so important or even think he ruins everything (*gasp* how dare?). 

Infact I believe alot (not all, but alot) of people’s complains about the OG or it’s compilations (excluding DC) is the result of failing to understand Zack’s part. (Which is a super easy thing to do because you just have to skip CC to not understand soooo many things about the OG or AC/C.) And because it always breaks my heart a little whenever people leave Zack out or don’t give him the credit he deserves, I really wanted to make this long overview to maybe shed some light on things and try to sort out all the mess SE made a little.

Actually before AC/C came out I guess I couldn’t really make this post. But I think it’s safe to say that SE has been using Zack to tie alot of the lose ends in FFVII’s story for awhile now and it’s probably going to stay that way. I really don’t think anyone in SE expected Zack to turn out to be this important either.. He’s really one of those characters that just seem to have a life of their own, popping into your mind out of nowhere and proceeding to take over the story. Atleast that’s the feeling I’m getting from his character. (Hope its all gonna be more clear in the remake. And they don’t cut out Zack’s part again just to add it 10 years later.. seriously stop doing that!)

And ofcourse if we’re gonna talk about Zack, we’re actually going to talk about Cloud (and later other characters). Because Zack is dead and he didn’t really do much in his short life besides failing basically everything (or did he?).

Now since romantic relationships for some reason are always exalted and considered more significant than others, usually when it comes to Cloud, everything always seems to be about Tifa or Aerith. And Ofcourse I’m not saying that other people don’t have their very respectable places in Cloud’s heart, after all it’s not even a thing of competition, he cares deeply about everyone around him. But.. if you wanna get real, then for Cloud it’s probably always gonna be: Zack > everyone else. This is obviously not news to many. But if it is please stick around.

And before the angry Cloti and Clerith shippers light up their torches and the Clack shippers get too excited. This is not a shipping post! I feel like I can argue for or against any ship, but imo adding any romantic feelings to Zack’s and Cloud’s relationship will only water it down. Because it’s so much more than that. (Although I promise you clackers, Zack won’t disappoint you. If I wasn’t so sure he’s head over heels for Aerith I’d be wondering what the hell he’s trying to do myself haha)

Anyway this is an in depth analysis of Cloud and his relationship with Zack (from Cloud’s POV)  

And I guess we’ll begin with going through the obvious first, and then maybe the not so obvious in further posts.

So.. the obvious:

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Domestic Life: Part 11 [The Date: Part 5]

Warnings: Violence

You hear the front door swing open and familiar foot steps heading towards you.

“Finally home Sugar?”

You call hanging upside down off the bed hearing the fridge door slam shut and the clink of what you assume to be one of J’s custom whiskey glasses hitting the counter top. You’re completely ignored.

“Oh shit, what happened this time?“ ‘You thought to yourself.’ Carefully rolling off the bed.

Cautiously entering the living room, you stop, leaning on the wall for a bit trying to gauge exactly how bad of a mood he was in. J cares for you, you knew that. He has proven it over and over again but you knew better than to mess with him when he was in particularly bad moods. He has a habit of doing things he will end up regretting when his rage dies down. Not that he would ever admit it. You watch him seething silently on the couch, elbows on his knees, head in his hands, burning holes in the floor boards with his deadly stare.

“Are you just gonna stand there all night like an idiot staring at me?”

The venom dripping in his tone. You clench your fists and grit your teeth, he was in a very bad mood. But you can’t help yourself. Taking a deep calming breath you brush off his last question and plaster a smile on.

“Aw don’t be like that Daddy.”

Coating your voice in sugary sweetness you carefully approach the back of the couch. You start to gently drape your arms around J’s neck trying to sooth him.

“It’s ok Sugar your…….”

Cutting you off mid sentence J shoots up out of his seat, turning on a dime and lunging over the couch at you like a rabid dog, throwing his hands against your neck and pinning you to the floor.

“Now tell me my dear, exactly how is this ok?”

He spits at you, his whole demeanor screamed deadly as he tightens his grip around your neck slowly cutting off your air.

The corners of your vision start to blur as you gasp.

“J….. J….. please!”

Your eyes widen with fright, you’ve had some backlash from his temper before but never like this. You have never been afraid that he might kill you. But as you look into his eyes you don’t see the man you love. The man you would go threw hell for. All you see is rage. Rage wearing a silver toothed smile. You claw at his hands trying to loosen them as you writhe on the floor beneath his body. You can feel yourself slipping into unconscious.

“ J…. Your…. Killing Me!”

You manage to choke out barely above a whisper.

————————– ————-Joker’s POV—————-————————-

He’s finally home. The heist had gone horribly with Batman showing up right in the middle of the job, holding his crew up long enough for the cops to join the party. Three, three of his men were shot by those damn pigs. It should have been an easy job. In and out no complications. No one tripped the silent alarm, all phones had been taken before any of the hostages had a chance to shoot off a call to the GCPD. He just can’t understand how Batman has been finding him so quickly. This wasn’t even the first job the Bat had crashed this week. Every. Fucking. Job. He has tried to pull has ended in Batman ruining his fun and J only escaping by a hair. Many of his men injured or dead because of these screw ups.

People were gonna start thinking he went soft. First he is out of the game six months to help ‘Her’ recover allowing some wannabe gangsters to attempt to muscle in on HIS territory. HIS! Now with the string of failed heists. It was just to much for him.

He had already knocked back two full bottles of whiskey in the van as Frost dove him back to the flat, it wasn’t enough. As soon as he’s through the doors he starts rummaging around the cabinets for yet another bottle and a glass as he hears (y/n) calling to him from the bedroom.

“Finally home Sugar?”

Her voice grinding on his already frayed nerves. He knows he’s in a volatile mood so he tries to avoid her, sitting on the couch head in his hands, whiskey on the end table. He hears light footsteps halt near the entrance of the room, now painfully aware of the set of (e/c) eyes studying him.

He waits as she just stands there. Growing more irritated by the second he growls at her.

“Are you just gonna stand there all night like an idiot staring at me?”

He could hear his venomous tone and felt his anger rising but there was nothing he could do. He has always been a slave to his more primal emotions. The light footsteps close in on him as he feels her hands slip around his shoulders. He tenses every muscle in his body trying not to lash out.

Then she speaks. The words ‘it’s ok’ send him over the edge. How was this ok? How was growing weak ok? Destructive thoughts played havoc on his mind.

‘Its her. She’s the reason your weak.’ One of his inner demons hisses. ’ She is the reason you are loosing their respect, their fear.’ Whispered another. More and more thoughts fill his head until it was all to much. He leaps up launching himself at (y/n) putting his hands around her throat as he begins to squeeze. ‘Do it… Do it.. do it, do it!’ One of the voices screams at him. He tightens his grip. Staring into her frightened eyes. 'Why was she frightened? She was never frightened of him.’

The thought was soon drown out 'See, she’s scared of you just like the others. She’s made you weak. And now she will leave you. Broken, and alone.’ His thoughts continue to spiral as he hears her choke out.

“J… J…. Please!” Her voice muffled from the lack of oxygen.

Voices continue to whisper, egging him on. Then he hears words that shoot through him like a bolt of lighting. Shaking him from his crazed trance.

“J…. You’re…. Killing Me!”

He immediately lets go. Confusion and terror in his eyes. He already knew he was a monster, even his men saw him as such. But he tried for her. Tried to be better than that. But now, as he looked in her eyes all he saw was a genuine fear. One he has never seen before in her beautiful face. Tears streak down her cheeks as she attempts to catch her breath. He falls to his knees shocked. The look of terror in her eyes slowly killing him. Now only one thought played on a loop in his head.

'What have you done.’

You Still Sleep with a Teddy Bear!

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Dean watched, his heart in his throat as she moved involuntarily through the air. He went to scream out for her, but knew it was pointless. He shouldn’t be worrying. There was no need. Light reflected off the blade of her machete as it glided through the air with precision and speed. He looked down at the head that now rolled across the floor. No, there was no need to worry.

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EXO: Lay - As A Boyfriend

A/N helllooo people. I’m back! This series seems to be really growing and you guys have no idea how much it feeds my pride. As the first creative scenario series, I’m very close to it. Thank you for receiving it so well.

Originally posted by lobbu-lobbu

  • First off, this baby lamb/unicorn is a precious soul (atleast that’s his image) and much like the rest of EXO and the kpop idols out there - I want you guys to understand that if you end up with them - a) you’re super lucky because you beat so many odds b) it. is. not. going. to. be. easy. ever c) everything you do, love, appreciate, hate will be a public statement pls be careful
  • Lay has grown up into a massive public figure in the past three years and the range of his growth defies most of EXO because of one simple reason - he is the surviving chinese member so he gets everything from chinese fangirls to sympathy votes
  • if you think I’m wrong, please please prepare yourself for your disappointment.

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