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the-salty-moonshit  asked:

Heeey I just found your blog and I love it! Especially the art ist so good I am kinda dying, becauseiamveryverydeepinkurootsukkihell, keep it up! I also wanted to ask you a question, how about a Dragon!Au? I recently made a make up test for dragon!Tsukki (and also have seen some super hot dragon!Kuroos omg I am ScREEchING) and I absolutely adore it, but I haven't seen any posts about it anywhere till now..

DRAGONS YES YES ive always think tsukki would go perfectly with dragons since idk he loves dinosaurs right??? And dragons are basically the fantasy version of dinosaurs??? (Am i making any sense now) and hear me out; I’ve been having this Haikyuu x Game of Thrones crossover idea sitting for yEARs and of course Tsukki would be Targaryen with all his grace and beauty and glory and blonde hair and hOLYSHIT KEI AS MOTHER OF dRAGONS and I’ve been wanting to draw this since forever but I’m not confident I can pull it off lol ;; man talking about this is exciting my heart is beating loud

anonymous asked:

favourite exo, bts, and shinee era/looks?

exo: monster era or overdose for some members, but monster for everyone cause only like kai with his mullet looked bad rly..

BTS: o man.. i rly wanna say bst because im a yoongi black hair enthusiast and i gained years to my life when he got it back but i like the blonde sometimes…. Blood sweat tears lmao

SHINee: GODDDDDD okay so i really like key’s RDD hair but jjong had the lasagna hair thing going on. I’m going to say lucifer-sherlock because taemins-long hair, onews longer than usual hair and it was curly in sherlock and i like keys blonde !!

thank u 

faking it || faberry

It had been a couple of weeks since Quinn had responded to the e-mail that outlined the romantic couples study that she had coerced Rachel into participating in. Money was tighter than ever and tensions in the home had grown immensely. The two roommates hadn’t seen much of another lately. Quinn had spent far too many hours working overtime in an attempt to make ends meet. The blonde threw her keys onto the counter in a frustrated fashion and placed her phone right beside it before trudging into the kitchen in hopes to find something to scarf down after a long day. Peering into the fridge, she scrunched her nose, eyeing a piece of Tupperware that seemed to contain some sort of vegan science experiment that Rachel had let go on for too long. The fridge was barren, containing only a container of soy milk, some unidentifiable, and likely spoiled leftovers, a couple slices of NY pizza, and assorted condiments. Shrugging, Quinn grabbed the pizza and closed the fridge behind her, unsure of whether it was even edible, as she couldn’t remember the last time the two splurged to order out.

Hearing a notification, she held the slice of cold pizza in one hand and reached for her phone with the other. Quinn became focused as she realized it was from the researchers regarding the study. “Please be accepted, please be accepted…,” she repeated as she tapped on the email to open it. Scanning, her eyes widened as she immediately ran towards Rachel’s bedroom, pizza still in hand, to share the exciting news. She gave a few firm knocks on the door and didn’t even bother to wait for a response before busting in the door. “I just got the e-mail. We’re in,” she announced in an excited tone. “Just… Please don’t screw this up for me. I mean, err- for us,” she continued, raising a single eyebrow as she glanced at the brunette sitting on her bed. “On another note, we could really use some groceries in the house. I’ve got just enough to get the essentials, but that’s it for now.” Quinn wandered over to the bed, sitting adjacent to the brunette. “My day was long, exhausting, and full of frustrating idiots who don’t know how to do their jobs. Also, I’m almost afraid to admit that I was looking forward to your company when I got home. I certainly hope your day was better than mine?”

Summary: Jughead Jones, facing the reality of having nowhere to stay anymore when the Drive-In gets shut down, finds temporary shelter at the Blue & Gold office. But what happens when an upset Betty Cooper catches him on the act?

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(Sooooo, I’m watching Riverdale and my feels about Bughead are over the moon!! And now that we learnt some bits and pieces about his life and that he doesn’t have a house anymore (my heart is broken, I just love Jughead) I had no other choice but to write this, hope you all like guys!!!)

Jughead knew the routine by now. Scrunched down and trying to make his trademark combat boots as soundless as possible, the raven haired boy cautiously popped his head from the corner he was hiding, icy blue eyes scanning the empty corridor in from of him. A quarter to nine, the great clock over the entrance of Riverdale High informed him and he slightly frowned, biting anxiously on his down lip and drumming his slender fingers on the tiled wall next to him in anticipation. Radio commercials along with the icky sound of track soles stepping on wet floor could be heard faintly inside the now lifeless school building, a tell-tale sign that his misery for the day will soon be over and Jughead could be nothing but relieved about it. He was tired and even more so mentally tired, with all the small town drama and its joke of residents as well as his spiraling thoughts about his novel and the newfound reality he had to adjust to, that being his current situation of well, yeah, being homeless, plus the here and there thoughts about a certain girl next door, a girl he knew all his life and a girl he always knew belonged to his best friend, that lately seemed to invade his mind an awful more lot. Yeah, Jughead needed a place to lie down, even if that was the dusty floor of the Blue & Gold.

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I forgot how much I love the Ultimates god fucking damnit shit fuck I love ultimate Tony “I-drink-too-much-while-having-cancer-still-trashy-calling-everyone-darling-I-love-blonds-but-Steve-high-key” Stark tbh my favorite piece of shit y'all

Best Friends Forever (Michael Clifford)

Dedicated to my pea pod Sydney; she is a Clifford I swear.

You called your best friend Michael to come over and spend the very rainy afternoon with you and him being the sweet kitten he was agreed.
“Knock Knock.” A voice rang through the house in almost an angelic way. The platinum blonde tossed his car keys on the hall table and tossed his jacket onto the couch as if he had done it a million times before. It never bothered you when he made himself at home because in all honestly he was your home.
“KITTEN!!” You screamed jumping up into his arms; his face buried deep in your neck and his arms wrapped so tightly around your waist causing small butterflies to form in your stomach.
There was no denying the fact you were in love with your best friend, but for the sake of your friendship you decided against telling him how you felt.
“Whats it gunna be today Y/N? Movie night? Game night?” His soft, green eyes smiled at you while he waited your answer. (Eyes can smile yes)
“Movie Night?”
He nodded his head and threw you over his shoulder taking you up to your bedroom, like he had done so many times before.
A few movies in, your head fell onto his shoulder while your eyes strained to see his reaction. Due to the lack of reaction you remained in your position until his phone vibrated.
Careful to not move his shoulder to much he began to reply to the messege he had just received seconds earlier. You let your curiosity get the best of you as your snuck a peak at the bright screen below, according to the contact it was just Ashton. But according to the messege Michael was supposed to be seeing a girl today for a date.
‘You ready for your night tonight buddy?’
The text read, you quickly looked away as your heart shattered in a matter of seconds.
You thought Michael was going to stay the night like he usually did for these get togethers, and also a bit frusterated at the fact he never told you about a date.
Your head shot up from his shoulder and you sat looking at the television screen in annoyance, earning you a questioning look from the slightly tierdsome Michael.
“What?” You snapped in reply to his furred brows and questioning eyes.
“Whats wrong Y/N?”
Suddenly an angry cloud formed above your head as you jumped out of the bed and stormed down the stairs in a fit. You too questioned your actions but you were to upset to care, Michael has had girlfriends before and while it hurt you were glad he was happy, but the fact he didnt mention this new girl hurt you more then the fact he was seeing someone.
“Y/N!” His Australian accent thick in worry as he ran down the stairs to chase you.
“WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME ABOUT HER MICHAEL!?” His green eyes widen at your words, and he took a small step forward.
“What are you talking ab-”
“Your date. I saw Ashtons messege Michael.” A sigh left his dark pink lips as he ran his hand through his messy hair; a sign of his frusteration.
“Y/N, First off dont you dare secretly read MY messeges then storm off like a baby. Second, stop assuming shit.” He quietly shouted making you jump a bit but also making you slightly turned on die to the fact you always loved that he wasnt afarid to call you out on your bullshit.
“No. No buts Y/N, im past caring right now. You want to know what girl he was fucking talking about?”
You nodded softly as he made his way towards you grabbing your waist and pushing you against the wall with a minimal amount of force followed by him slamming his lips against yours.
Your lips molded together like a set of hands in ceramics class; your hands finding their way into his hair. The not so gentle kitten let his tounge slide along your bottom lip asking for entrance but you denied his attempt by taking his bottom lip between your teeth and tugging softly earning a a soft groan from Michael.
An unspoken fire ignited between the two of you, years worth of passion pushed into a moments kiss.
He broke away for a mere second as he whispered “jump.”
You obeyed his command and wrapped your legs tightly around his waist while his hands held you up by your bum.
The two of you made your way back to your room while your attached your lips to his perfect neck.
The minute you felt his weight ontop of you, you couldnt contain it anymore; you tugged at his shirt untill he smirked at you and pulled it up over his head. “Its only fair if you do the same baby girl.”
“Do the honors kitten.” Nicknames didnt change but your eyes did; a fire erupted within your Y/E/C eyes and the confident rone in your voice caused the bulge in the friendly boys pants to grow.
Your shirt flew to the other side of the room, while his jeans got tossed to the side along with your plaid pajama pants.
His beautiful green eyes softened as they looked up and down your body.
“You’re so beautiful.”
You looked him up and down and smiled softly rolling your eyes playfully. “Its not like you havent seen me in my bra and underwear before, or even a bathing suit. I’ve changed in front of you for crying out loud Clifford.” He chuckled softly and the fire returnes to his eyes about as quick as it left and he ran a gentle hand down your stomach causing your to groan by the teasing gesture.
He lowered his lips to your ear and nibbled it softly. “Yeah but this time i can touch..” his voice trailed off but his lips remained next to your ear. His hand ran back up your body massaging your boob softly. “And kiss..” he continued to massage your breast as his lips kissed the other softly then he returned to your ear. “And remove the extra clothing.” He unclasped your bra and tossed it alomg with the other torn away clothes and squeezed your bare boob firmly while swirling his tounge softly around the nipple of the other breast.
A sense of pleasure ran up your body as you let out a few moans causing Michael to feel more acomplished and more confident.
He began to suck softly while he let his hand run down your side and down your thigh, exploring all the parts of you he had seen but never touched.
He hovered over you and smiled kissing your lips once again, you took your opportunity and flipped the two of you over while you straddled him, you felt his rock hard member underneath you and you smirked at him as you slowly rubbed yourself against him. His eyes shut and his mouth opened letting a small moan escape his lips, causing you to pull his boxers down and take hold of his throbbing member and began to pump him a few times. He flipped yall over once again allowing him to hover over you with a smug smirk spread across his face.
You were sure not to break eye contact as you reached down and began to pump him once again, his eyes shut and his head tilted back as more moans escaped his mouth, you watched his arms shake and his eyes roll back in pleasure.
Without hesitation or a moment to prepare he thrusted inside of you making you moan, Michael took the opportunity to run his tounge along your lip and fought for dominance with your tounge. He moved his lips from yours to your neck and began to add beautiful brusies to your neck while he trusted in and out of you repeatedly.
“You feel nice around me baby girl.” He grunted causing you to go over the edge. Your walls tightened around his pulsing member causing yalls moans to increase in volume. You werent going to last much longer but according to Michael’s sloppy trusts and weak arms he wasnt going to either. You both reached your inevitable highs and released, Michael plopped down next your naked body and chuckled a tired huffy laugh.
“We didnt just fuck.” He laughed.
“Michael.. I love you.” You blurted out, in your eyes that wasnt fucking because you put all of your passion into it, all the love you had for him.
“Y/N listen. We didnt just fuck. I love you too baby girl.”