can i have your body pls

petertheromaniwolf  asked:

How do I tell if I have ADHD/ADD

okay so i procratinated this a lil (thanks adhd!) this is just what adhd is like for me, im more inattentive than hyperactive but i do have symptoms of both (also this is a really helpful test that might help)

  • impatience but like less like “i dont want to wait because i want the thing” and more like “i dont want to wait because i Hate waiting and it makes me want to die” 
  • sitting still is not a thing, u fidget or die
  • ~relaxation~ is not a thing like how are you gonna tell me to sit in one spot and not do anything and call it relaxing? i would rather die™ 
  • short term memory? i dont know her
  • someone is talking to you and youre nodding along and you are So sure youre listening and then they get to the end and ur like “wait what” because you completely blanked and starting thinking about something else but you??? werent even aware??? that you stopped listening 10 mins ago but u did
  • putting a video on on youtube and immediately switching to another tab or going on your phone because just watching a video on its own is painful, but now youve gotten distracted and missed the video completely
  • telling your friends a funny story but you keep remembering different details at different times so youre like going from point a to point g to point c and its all weird and jumbled 
  • rambling™
  • “WOW I JUST NOW REALISED IM SPEAKING VERY LOUDLY IM SORRY” everyone around me holding their ears: “pls sh”
  • sitting for long periods of time is physically painful so youre constantly shifting in your seat and changing positions because you can actually feel your body vibrating with restlessness
  • going to the bathroom/out for air when youre at public things (parties/shows whatever) just because you cant physically sit anymore/you need a change of scenery
  • “I’ll do that later” means i have already forgotten what you just asked me to do
  • constantly having to double check every detail, partly because of anxiety, mostly because you literally dont fucking remember
  • switching subjects mid sentence because you thought of something more interesting to say
  • procrastinating everything to the point where it would be easier to die rather than do it
  • sitting in one place nd doing something for a prolonged time??? who?? can do that (i literally got up and played with my dogs in the middle of writing this)
Deadly Sins- Envy

Originally posted by tomhollanderr

Relationship: Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: Reader’s jealous ex who despises Peter Parker for dating the Reader follows them after school. A turn of events happens when Peter’s girlfriend life is on the line.

Warnings: Swearing cause I love swearing IRL.Angst?

Word Count: 2,000

*A/N: I’m transitioning from Wattpad so this is how I type my fics.. Hope you guy’s like my writing style. I know most people do [Y/N] but I normally don’t but in the future I’ll try it :,) Pls don’t roast me /.\ I also tried making it long, sorry if it’s too long 0.0 Like I said I’m used to writing longer stuff..

One of the worst sins to have is Pride. Yet the most dangerous ones come from our inner turmoils. Envy can lead towards many other feelings causing you to do something you’ll regret. Jealousy causes you to feel like your body is on fire and you have to act immediately to set out the fire. Sometimes we can never settle the fire inside of us..

The fire was raging in Quarterback Mason Larson. It’s been ablaze since he had just been broken up with for low life Peter Parker. His girlfriend of two months ended it with him to be with that nerd. She claimed that Mason was too jealous for her liking. He was going to find out why she liked this Parker kid so much…

[Reader’s POV]

“You look different…. dating Penis Parker definitely has changed you” Mason seethes gripping on your wrist. You had one of Peter’s science shirts on cause it was like you had a piece of him whenever he’s away.

“Let go of me Mason,move on with your life!” you shout in protest trying to get your hand back. You just wanted to wait for Peter after school like a normal girlfriend. Yet you get bothered by your Envy filled Ex-Boyfrined.

“You’re my girl so no I won’t let you go” His voice raising causing people’s heads to turn. Great this jackass was going to cause a scene..

“Hey baby, there you are!” Peter’s voice catches your attention. Your eyes flicking in his direction. His eyes glance at your hand twitching in Mason’s tight grasp.

“Sorry I’m late, had to finish up with the group over the topics for the next competition” Peter swiftly twists Mason’s wrist and kicking his feet from under him. You let out a yelp when Mason’s nails scratch you. Peter immediately  catches you before you fall backwards on the ground.

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You’ve Still Got A Chance

Pairing/Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader, Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes
Warnings: Angst, the smallest bit of fluff, some deaths, blood
Summary: It’s been months since your last encounter with Steve, is there any chance you’ll take him back?
Word Count: 1.6k+
A/N: I am so overwhelmed by the amount of love and reactions from I Am Not Peggy! Because of all of that love, I started writing part two last night and just finished it off now… I wanna thank the bucky to my steve, @sickplanets for beta’ing this story, her reaction was priceless, i’m gonna insert a photo, give me a second:



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female anatomy • monty de la cruz

a/n: omg this is my first request ever and i couldn’t be more excited, i’m gonna scream. anyways, i hope this does you justice, i tried my best hehe.

warnings: smut, swearing, all that good SIN

you were sitting on your boyfriend monty’s bed scrolling through your instagram feed when you heard the boy groan. “fuck this bio project. i hate it. why do i have to learn about a vagina, i mean i’m pretty sure i already know what to do with it.”
he complains and you laugh.

“shut up and do your work montgomery, you need to finish, i’m bored.” you say playfully. he turns to roll his eyes at you and you stick your tongue out at him.

smiling to himself, he starts reading the book in front of him. “what the hell is overstimulation?” monty asks and your breathing hitches. “wait y/n….” he turns to you with his signature smirk. “you mean to tell me that you can have multiple orgasms and you’ve never told me?”

you look at him and shrug your shoulders, knowing exactly what he was thinking. his eyes flicker up and down your body and he licks his lips. “the thought is…tiring.” you tell him while playing with your hands. you and monty having sex was definitely nothing new. orgasms with him were always earth shattering, but you didn’t know if you could handle what was in store for you.

he walks over to your spot on his bed and runs his hand over your thighs. his eyes are filled with mischief. “well i hope you saved your energy, cause i wanna try that shit.” he says looking into your eyes.

“go for it, daddy.” you tell him with your voice barely above a whisper. he climbs into bed on top of you and places lips on yours. the kiss is full of hunger, but short lived because he soon attached his lips to your neck. you moan his name and buck your hips up to grind against him but he pins them down to the bed.

“not today baby, i’m doing all of the work.” he says into your ear before nibbling your earlobe. he moves back to your neck being sure to leave a couple of hickies while you grow wetter by the second. he grinds on you and you grab a fistful of his shirt.

“babe, please, i need you.” you plead to him. monty pulls your shorts and panties down in one swift motion. he spreads your legs and positions himself between them.

“you’re so wet for me princess.” he says with a smile. monty’s tongue begins to work on your clit while you hold the sheets with a death grip. “shit monty, o- oh my god.” you say breathlessly. he chuckles, knowing the impact that he has on you. his tongue plunges into you and you attempt arch your back just to be held down again.

he picks up the pace and you grip on to his hair.
“oh fuck monty, oh my god,” you moan as you feel yourself getting close. he hums against you, and you release, hitting your climax and trying to catch your breath.

monty watches you with a hawk’s eye while your eyes are still shut as you try to recover. he wastes no time and uses his fingers to play with your still sensitive clit. he starts pumping and you feel shockwaves going through your body.

you start grinding and moaning while monty focuses on the work that his fingers are doing. he loved seeing you so weak for him. it made him want and crave you even more.

“come on, let it out baby girl.” he tells you. he kisses behind your ear and whispers dirty things to you. hearing his voice put you over the edge for a second time, and you were ready to quit until you realized that monty was extremely hard, and you hadnt done anything for him.

you grab the back of his neck and pull him in for a sloppy, rough kiss, which he moans into. you reach your hand down and grab his dick through his sweatpants. he grabs your wrist and pulls away from the kiss.

“fucking shit y/n. i told you, babe,” he starts, “i’m doing all of the work.” his eyes darken and he stands up and takes his shirt off. he makes eye contact with you as he takes his pants and boxers off. you slowly start sucking your fingers, hoping to get a reaction out of him. he pauses for a second to watch you and then jumps onto you, pinning your hands above your head.

“don’t tease me like that y/n, you know what it does to me.” he mumbles against your lips. you sigh in response, feeling his erection grind against your thigh.

monty slides himself into and you jolt from the pleasure, still feeling the vibrations from your last orgasm. he starts moving at a steady pace and you can already feel a third orgasm creeping up on you.

you wrap your legs around his waist so that he can go deeper. “you feel so good baby girl. let me hear you.” he hits your g-spot and you cry out. “f- fuck daddy, right there, don’t stop.” you say as you dig your nails into his back. he grunts, kisses your shoulder, and then bites down on it a bit.

monty speeds up and pounds into you harder. your vision begins to blur momentarily and you feel like your head is spinning. your boyfriend never fails to satisfy you. you hold on to his biceps and you feel a knot in your stomach

“shit babe, i’m almost there.” you say to him. monty puts your legs on his shoulders and that’s when you lose it. your body shudders as you have your 3rd orgasm. monty doesn’t stop yet and you can feel the shocks jolt throughout your body as he finishes. he finally releases and both of you are hot, sweaty messes.

you attempt to sit up but you can hardly move. you have a tingling sensation in your core and your legs feel like jello. you lay in bed with monty and watch his chest rise up and down. he puts his arm under your head and pulls you close to him so that he can kiss your forehead.
you start to trace circles on his chest when
monty speaks up next to you.

“and that’s all i needed to know about the female anatomy.”

a/n: someone pls bring me holy water bC WOW. i had a lot of fun writing that, im pretty sure this is the longest thing i’ve ever written. i hope you enjoy, and send me more requests :))


it’s tay and my body has been described by every somewhat round fruit/veggie in the book, what about you?

♡ what is? ♡

basically a meetup to celebrate a body type that generally goes under appreciated ! to remind people that fat bodies are deserving of love too !

♡ when is? ♡

thursday, july 27th, starting at 12 PM PST and ending at 11:59 PM PST! 

♡ who can participate? ♡

anyone who has been described as plus size/fat/overweight/chubby ! this is to celebrate bodies that are typically shamed ! let your cellulite free babes! 

♡ how do i do? ♡

just simply post your selfies that make you feel happy in the tag #plussizephandommeetup ! make sure to interact with other plus size babes and share the love, because we all deserve it ! 

♡ are there any rules? ♡

keep your posts positive and safe for work ! it’s okay to talk about your journey with self love (obviously) but don’t put down other body types to make yours seem more valid ! no nudity - this meetup is for all ages !! and no body shaming in any way !!!


They Wanna Make Me Their Queen

( Prompt: princess diaries style “I grew up not knowing I was royal and suddenly my royal grandparent showed up out of nowhere and told me I was so now I guess I’m the heir to the throne and you’re my crush from my pre-royal days but I still have a crush on you” AU ) 


A/N: Yeah, okay, I have had this fantasy playing out in my head. Picture it: me, a princess of some small and obscure island, and my long-lost grandmother tells me I’m a princess and I get married to Tom Holland AND WE ALL LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER. Okay, on a serious note - Princess diaries AU anyone? I watched the movie and it was great. 

Taglist: @mainspidey | @x-wing-starwriter | @tomsleftbrow | @tryn25 | @tanglefire | @midnight-memorial

You drop your backpack on the floor inside your front door. It’s the area that your mum not-so-fondly refers to as the ‘shoe graveyard’ where everyone who comes in leaves their coats, shoes, umbrellas, and in this case, a backpack and a soggy cherry-printed umbrella.

(Y/n)? That you?” Your mum calls from the kitchen.

That’s odd. Mum doesn’t usually get home from work until six o’clock. Shaking out your rain damp hair, you head down the shadowy hallway and into the sleek, modern kitchen of steel and chrome. What you see there makes you gasp.

Mum’s gotten out her best china, gold-rimmed and floral, the ones she’d gotten as a wedding gift. She’s sitting and having tea and fancy pastries with the strangest-looking woman you’ve ever seen. She has pale skin, ruby red lips and hair piled up on her head in an elaborate bun. Small and bird-like, with a stern expression on her wrinkled face, she’s sitting ramrod straight, staring and assessing your every move. She’s dressed in a black cashmere cardigan, and flowing jersey pants, her legs crossed delicately at the ankles. On her feet are black Chanel ballet slippers.

“This is her?”

“Yes,” Your mum answers, glancing up at you with a too-big smile. “This is my daughter, (Y/n).”

“Um,” You say intelligently, glancing at mum for help. You want to ask the woman, Who are you? But you think that might come across as being a little rude. “Um?”

“This is your Grandmother,” Your mother says, waving you forwards. “Your father’s mother.”

“I thought he died.”

“He did, but now his mother – your grandmother – wants to see you.”

“What, after years of total radio silence?” You snort, flinging yourself down into an empty chair. You grab a small finger sandwich, making a face when you realise you’ve grabbed a cucumber one. “What does she want from us? Money? My left kidney?”

Lips pursed, voice clipped, the old lady says, “I can assure you, I have no need for such frivolities.”

“Frivolities? Really? Who even says that anymore?”

(M/n), if you do not tell her, I shall,” Your grandmother says sharply, brandishing a butter knife and heaping a large dollop of clotted cream onto a scone. “There is much to be discussed.”

(Y/n), the thing is . . .” Your mum’s tripping over her words, and you tilt your head to the side as you always do, saying nothing but willing her to continue. “You’re a princess, (Y/n).”

And grandmother nods sombrely along to every word, as though she has to give up her left kidney.

As for you? You take the news remarkably well.

You faint dead away, right then and there.

The worst part about this whole ‘princess’ thing, you think grimly to yourself as you stomp down the hallway of Midtown High, is that you’ve been forbidden from telling anyone. Not Ned Leeds, not Michelle Gonzales, and most certainly not even your best friend, Peter Parker. You’ve just become princess of a small island called Serangoon, have a queen for a grandmother, basically have unlimited power and resources at your fingertips, and you’re not allowed to talk about it. Grandmother had explained – rather impatiently, in your opinion – that if you told your friends, the information would spread like wildfire. You could – and would – be compromised, assassinated like a character in Game of Thrones. This was for your safety, she’d assured you.

You don’t even get a makeover like Taylor Swift in her You Belong With Me music video. You’re still the same old (Y/n), with your frizzy hair, less-than-ideal clothes and the acne scars on your face.

What you do get are princess classes – Mondays to Fridays, 3pm to 7pm. History classes, etiquette lessons, and basically whatever your grandmother saw fit to throw at you. You’d seen the disdainful way she’d looked at you. Because of course princesses had to be charming and graceful, with impeccable manners.

You’d tried to tell her that you had homework, a social life, but your pleas for mercy had fallen on deaf ears.

How is it that a freaking princess can be invisible, you think grouchily, slamming your locker with a little more force than is strictly necessary. The metal trembles violently, then stills, and you glower angrily at it.

Stupid locker, stupid grandmother, stupid, stupid, stupid!

“What did that locker ever do to you?” Peter demands laughingly, sidling up to you, a soft, sweet smile on his face.

Instantly, your mind goes fuzzy, a big useless snowstorm. Your mouth feels like it’s stuffed with cotton, and you gulp. That crush on Peter hasn’t disappeared at all, has it? It’s almost amazing to consider – you’re a princess, who will likely be married off to a prince/duke/king to provide heirs to both kingdoms ( or maybe this is your Game of Thrones obsession shining through ), but you still feel awkward and small around a boy you’ve known ( and liked ) since middle school.

Of course, the only way he’d ever notice you was if you became as gorgeous and as popular as Liz Allen.

If only you could tell the press …

But no.

“Earth to (Y/n)!” Peter’s laughing now, waving a hand in front of your face, his eyes bright and happy. “Did you hear what I said?”

“Um. Um?” You shake your head to clear away the fog. Your face feels far too warm for your liking. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Movie night? My place or yours? A new episode of Star Wars came out, and you agreed that we’d watch it tonight.”

“Thanks a lot, grandmother,” You mutter, cursing your grandmother out in your mind for scheduling princess classes on a Friday. “I can’t, Peter. Not tonight. I’m sorry.”

Peter’s face falls, and you’re kicking yourself for having to flake out on him and this time honoured tradition. For a moment, you think about just caving and telling him – but the resulting earful you’ll get from your grandmother is not worth it.

“I’ll make it up to you,” You say instead. “Promise.”

You glance anxiously at your watch. 3.12 pm. You’d asked Stanley – your chauffer cum body guard – to pick you up three blocks away from school, outside Hunan Kitchen, a dingy Chinese place, and you can practically picture his stern, youthful face as he waits, the engine of the Rolls Royce idling.

“Okay.” Peter’s smiling a little now, and that’s worth something, at least. “As long as you promise.”

shinee swaps bodies

a freaky-friday swap for you @jjonghugs, inspired by this video ! this is going to get confusing but i’m going to do it anyways, to signify the member in another member’s body; ex: onew speaking in minho’s body -> minho(onew)

onew -> minho: 

  • woke up, got up like …… “hm weird, i’m higher off the ground than usual” 
  • shrugs until he drags himself to the bathroom and looks in the mirror 
  • “aHH minho !!!” 
  • “?????? i’m minho?”
  • dibidibidi??
  • suddenly feels the need to do pushups (”WHY AM I DOING THIS”) 
  • looking at everyone ~charismatically~ (onew(taemin): fuq off / minho(onew): YOU CAN’T SAY THAT STUFF IN MY BODY) 
  • they’re honestly so lucky that they don’t have any schedules today 

jonghyun -> key: 

  • wearing hot pants
  • doing the kim wiggle   
  • and singing “i wear short shorts you wear t-shirts and i’m cheer captain and you’re on the bleachers~~~”
  • comme des and garcons are so confused bc they know something is not…. right but ???? (key(jong): come to appa babies~ come to appaaaaa~ / taemin(key): *picks them up* don’t talk to me or my sons ever again)
  • stroking his right eyebrow (taemin(key): omfg you psycho give me my body back) 

key -> taemin: 

  • lying on the floor 
  • “despair has entered my life” 
  • goes “hey taemin” (onew(taemin): wot) and slaps himself hard in the face (taemin: oMG / key: totally worth it) 
  • maybe if they hug really hard they’ll just switch and jjong could deal with being taemin???? (key(jong): kibum you’re going to break your own spine) 
  • also it’s super weird to hug yourself
  • after he calmed down he’s practicing makeup on his(jong’s) face and is pretty pleased with himself but when he tries to take a picture jong keeps making ugly faces 

minho -> jonghyun: 

  • rubbing his legs bc like dude isn’t it weird not having hair on your legs i feel like a damn dolphin (key(jong): waxing makes me more aerodynamic) 
  • can’t…..reach anything 
  • carrying a stepping stool everywhere (key(jong): WILL YOU CUT THAT OUT) 
  • trying to make jong’s michael jackson noises 
  • how does he do that 
  • stretching bc even at 28 maybe he could grow more 
  • you can thank him later hyung 

taemin -> onew:

  • HAHA
  • attempts to pop and lock 
  • everything hurts (onew: pls don’t break my body) 
  • he keeps cursing and onew’s like pls………. my face is kind-looking and soft, don’t ruin my image 
  • also probably not realizing that minho(onew) could fight him but then again he would just be fighting his own body 
  • technically he could fight key in taemin’s body but then key would get mad 
  • poor onew he just can’t win
  • taemin: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

But like imagine showering with thicc Bucky. 

Running your hands along his back, feeling the thickness everywhere. His arms are probs the size of your head. washing his hair, watching the soap run down his back and onto that perfect butt of his. 

and like giving him head in the shower is the best because you can run your hands along his thighs, watching them covered with soap as his hips snap forward as he fucks your mouth. 

and his dick. jesus. 


and looking up at him as you take him all the way in your mouth, his head falling back against the tiles, his eyes closed as his orgasm hits him. the water flowing down his body. 

pls send me church info because i have sinned again. *cries* 

tristaistheboss  asked:

Yo yo, its my friend birthday and she us in love with your art and jamiliton. So can you pls do this for me so I won't get my head ripped off my body. Thanks

I’ll try,but you all know the problem i have with my tablet

I don’t think it’s nice to make someone else do the present for your lover or friend-

anonymous asked:

that was honestly one of the softest liveshows and my fave so far :(((( what do you think tiff??

im actually now going to rewatch it a second time (cause i missed the first part) so i’ll liveblog down my feelings as i go (SPOILER ALERT; I THINK.. DAN AND PHIL ARE IN LOVE,, SOFT HUSBANDS)

- dan in the white hat and kaonashi sweater and holding his pillow is the cutest and softest thing please, he’s the softest most good boy, a soft looking angel; phil dressing in black (/ mostly black) is the best thing that’s ever happened to us as a human species and we must bow to him, phil invented the color black
- they’re talking about merch for the shop, and yet why does it feel like they’re discussing which flowers to choose for their wedding ceremony—
- “we are in the room that’s not the room” pretty sure, like 10000% sure, it’s their room with the double bed where they sleep together every night
- phil called him DANNY with a deep voice and for 3 full seconds you can see dan got affected by it and i think that’s just lovely
- they’re… Love…………..just my analysis
- phil looks like he wants to punch dan in the face but in the most fond way possible, if he tried to punch him rn tiny hearts would come out of it
- PHIL phiL Phil phil  P HIL   P H I    L phIL phill phill l lpHIOL   P   H   I    L
- dan: “i’m wearing a hat cause im fluffy” YES YOU ARE I CAN CONFIRM, THE FLUFFIEST BOYE :((((((
- something tells me dan likes phil but im not sure because he’s only said his name 18297234379597 times maybe i am mistaken……
- phil and dan smiling together? true love is real and alive
- “PHIL, BITE YOUR LIP AGAIN” you might think dan was reading the chat but i was actually there next to him and he just said that by himself (his face when phil did it though? he felt Something)
- sorry for being gross and cheesy but dan’s laugh can make flowers grow
- dan pretending not to know what the chapstick challenge is…. pls…. what a phake, im sure he’s filmed it with phil and the .mp4 is hidden somewhere in his computer, i dont believe this
- phil: “i’m not gonna put it in your mouth”…… i have things to say but im not gonna say them, i think dan’s face when he says that is self explanatory
- this guessing game shouldn’t be as cute as it is but since the 2 boyfriends are doing it then it looks like i just dipped my whole body in honey (the honey is a metaphor for Real Love)
- is it just me or dan got more comfortable in phil’s liveshows?? i remember he said he wasnt comfortable much in phil’s liveshows but he really does seem more comfortable to me now [cries softly]
F         O          N           D
- how phil said he’s going to reblog more fanart and “showcase” the posts we make and “boost the artists”, i love him so muchhch what a good man ;______;   [btw PLEASE @ PEOPLE, DONT POST EMBARRASSING THINGS IN THE TAG, THE MAN IS LURKIN]
- “💓💓💓💓💓SERIOUSLY💓💓💓💓💓💓WHAT IS WRONG💓💓💓💓💓💓💓WITH THIS GUY💓💓💓💓💓”
- update: dan and phil are in love
- “💖💖💖💖💖💖💖PHIL💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 WHAT A TERRIBLE HUMAN BEING💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖”
- when phil was scared of dan spraying him, that was……………..too cute
- “i got some quinoa” “are you going to give me some quinoa?” “do you want some quinoa?” “yeah, cook me some quinoa” i literally feel like the most third wheel person to have ever third wheeled, what is this
- “if you don’t know who this guy is it’s DAN💕💕💕💕 DANIEL 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 LOOK HIM UP 💕💕💕💕💕 IT’S DANIEL HOWELL 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕”
- last update of the day: dan and phil are in 100% Love

my conclusion: SOFT 10000000000000/10, IN LOVE 1000000000000000∞

anonymous asked:

omg are you gonna post the msa!izuku gets transported in canon fic?? (if u dont thats cool walala (have a nice day, i love your writing and i die a little everytime i (re)read one of ur fics))

Anonymous said: omg can you post that msa au that you wrote about msa izuku being transported into canon? It sounds really funny and amazing

Anonymous said: author’s writing au’s of their au’s is what i LIVE for. pls know that i will lovingly support anything u write no matter how self indulgent, bc more often than not thats when writers shine bright

Anonymous said: did you ever write the au of msa where msa deku accidentally gets transported into his canon self’s body because i can’t find it on your writing tag sorry if this seems rude btw

i did write it but i haven’t published it!! i wasnt sure anyone would be interested but i’ve gotten… more replies than i expected… and also these asks SO if you guys really want to read it i’ll post it here sometime. i do want to warn that right now it’s shameless unedited pandering to me specifically, and also contains minor (vague) spoilers about msa izuku(’s backstory), and also has the prototypes of what i THINK everyone’s quirk spirits are going to be like. so take that into consideration 


my guys!!!! ive opened up commisions!!! my family is struggling a lot, we’re going off of $10 per week to feed 7 people. a 3 year old, a 5 year old, a 9 year old, a 12 year old, a 16 year old (me), and my disabled mum and my stepdad.
we just spent a whole fuck ton of money to fix up the house to sell, but our realtor was extremely mentally ill and was telling lies about our house, saying it needed everything fixed and could crash in at any time etc. all of that was false, and so we fired her when she decided she was gonna take a vacation, and now we have to stay until next summer.
im too mentally ill to get a decent job, and with school starting i wont be able to anyways.
all im asking is for you guys to commission me, so i can have money to buy food for me and my family and eventually go back to therapy and get on meds.
ill draw you, your oc, your friend, anything except porn and more than one character together.

headshot, sketch: $3
headshot, lined: $5
bust, sketch: $7
bust, lined: $9
full body, sketch: $11
full body, lined: $13

if you cant commission me, please please please reblog. itd be nice to y'know eat this month. thank you!!!

my paypal:

anonymous asked:

Hello Brenda, do you know where i can find the body measurements of the members from the ynwa program book? They have height, weight, wrist size, shoe size, fingers size etc. I've been looking through your archives but i found nothing. Thank you so much for your help

hey anon! sorry that i’m not much help anon but i could only find a snippet of jungkook and taehyung’s body measurements on twt and a list of their wrist sizes and weights )): 

Cell Phone

For the Anon who requested 54 and 39 with Hotch “I trusted you!” “I wouldn’t have to raise my voice if you’d just listen!”

Aaron Hotchner had three phones with three different phone numbers. There was the phone that remain stationed on his desk at all times, and it wasn’t used nearly as often these days but he still couldn’t bring himself to get rid of it completely. Then he had a work cell phone, and the simplest model that his work offered. It called. It texted. It held notes and took photos and that was all he needed or wanted. Then he had a personal cell phone that up until this weekend was an ancient flip phone the sometimes called. Sometimes it didn’t do anything.

Finally, to your delight, the personal phone officially 100% broke. You were due for an upgrade yourself so you dragged Aaron to the store and had him finally brought out of the 90s of technology.

The first few days proved to be more difficult than you were willing to admit. He didn’t like having to use the touch screen for everything, and most of his messages were grossly misspelled (couldn’t find the backspace) and he called the wrong number trying to get you three times before realizing he kept hitting 8 instead of 7.

You set him up on your Apple account, got his music downloaded, got a few games for Jack, and made sure all his saved numbers were correct. Aaron was all set up, but now for some reason your new phone was acting odd. Your calls were going through, and people were receiving your texts, but your weren’t receiving any text messages; but since things came up at work you weren’t planning on worrying about it until the weekend.


Aaron came through the front door while you were standing at the kitchen counter cutting up some leftover chicken for sandwiches for dinner. You frowned to yourself when you didn’t hear Jack’s voice floating through the house, it wasn’t late, Aaron usually got him.

The man in question entered the kitchen and you put the knife down and turned to try and pull him into a kiss.

“Where is Jack?” You asked, grabbing his arm with a soft smile. Aaron pulled away from you and crossed his arms, work glare still on.

“I asked him to stay with Jessica tonight.” He stated bluntly and you frowned, feeling your blood go cold.

“Is something wrong? Is everything alright?” You asked, mind already jumping through all the possible horrible things that could have happened in the hours since he left for work this morning. Aaron kept his cold glare on you a moment before nodding.

“I think my phone has been getting your messages.” A look of confusion overcame your face for a moment before shrugging.

“That’s probably something with the Apple account, I’ll see if I can fix it later tonight.” You assured him, not quite understanding why this was such a big deal. Aaron stood there a moment, staring out the window before slamming his fist down onto the counter causing you to jump.

“I trusted you!” He shouted, and your eyes went wide as saucers. Aaron was never one to raise his voice. Not as a partner, not as a parent. He was more of the cool, calm, disappointed guy. You were floundering, beyond words and beyond confused.

“W-What are you talking about?” You asked, and he huffed, snatching his phone from his suit jacket and tossing it towards you.

“I thought you were better than this! I thought we communicated!” You caught the phone and unlocked it, opening the text messages and reading the one he was obviously angry about. It was unsaved in his phone, but it was a number you’d had memorized for years.

“Oh, A-” He cut you off, anger literally radiating from his body.

Hey sweetcheeks, call me when you get time?” Aaron quoted and you tried to cut in again but he kept going, “(Y/N), the room is booked, I miss you and can’t wait to see you xx

“Aaron pl-”

We’ve been talking about this for years and happy you can finally find some time to slip away.” You had enough throwing your hands up out of frustration.

“Aaron!” You screamed, trying to snap him out of it.

“Don’t yell at me!”

“I wouldn’t have to raise my voice if you’d just listen!” You shouted back, turning the phone around, “Quinn! This is Quinn, my best female friend from high school! You’ve met her! You know were going to Germany on my week off to see her family! You completely taken all of this out of context, and you won’t listen to me!” Aaron deflated like a balloon that had all the air let out of it.

“Quinn?” He asked, voice wavering. You crossed your arms and nodded, glaring.

“Yes. Call her if you’d like. You trusted me? You thought I was better than this?” You scoffed, “We communicate? If we communicate so well why didn’t you talk to me instead of coming in her accusing?” Aaron took a step towards you, eyes pleading.

“(Y/N) please, love, I am- I am so sorry. I-”

“I’m not your ex wife.” You whispered and he winced slightly but nodded, hands resting on your arms and pulling you in close, “I’d never cheat on you, stupid.” Aaron chuckled into your hair and nodded his head.

“God I know. I’m sorry. The thought of losing you messed with my head. It won’t happen again.” You smiled and hugged him back. “I love you.”

anonymous asked:

Hello I was wondering if you could do the RFA + minor trio reacting to a really flexible MC. Also I love your blog and headcannon style thanks!

Thank youuu! I’m literally binge writing for my fanfic & hc requests at 2am sOOO!! This may be a bit shorter than usual, nevertheless, I hope you like it!!


  • He asked you if you exercised like him and what type.
  • So when you told him that you did yoga he was like 
  • “oh snap show me some poses girl!!”
  • getsturnedonimmediately
  • Like you’re so flexible and bendy, he finds it really attractive and cool??
  • Has to hold himself back when he wakes up in the morning and finds you in the living room going through your yoga exercises >\<
  • Sometimes tries to do it with you before cursing and giving up, deciding just to eat a breakfast burrito and watch you lmao


  • When he finds out that you both go to the same university, he asks what clubs you’re involved in, like how he was in the barista and cooking club!!
  • Was surprised when you said you did gymnastics 
  • “what the heck we have one of those??”
  • Went to one of your meetups one day and holy cow
  • Was honestly so scared that you were going to snAP IN HALF or something.
  • You were able to make your body move in all kind of ways he has never seen before and it shocked him.
  • Whenever he helps you stretch he’s always so scared that he was going to break you 
  • omg so cute but he would love how talented you were


  • It would give her the SHIVERS!! OK!!
  • Seeing you bend and flip like that
  • Thought it was so cOOL but so freaky at the same time??
  • She has never met someone so flexible before.
  • “bitch teach me how to do that shit”
  • “ok actually nvm”
  • “ill just stick to judo though”
  • “your ass looks fine when you do it though, just saying”
  • “what the heck no im not gay”
  • Loved it!


  • You were on the floor one night playing with Elizabeth, and you were lying on your stomach
  • Then suddenly you just lift up your legs and put your feet over your shoulders and use them to play with the toy for 
  • Jumin stares at the wine glass in his 
  • then back at you
  • “what the fuck”
  • Thinks it’s really weird how you move your body in such unnatural ways
  • “MC stop before you kill yourself or something”
  • “should i take you to a doctor? i dont think its normal for people to be able to do that”
  • no silly i just took gymnastics when i was younger and haven’t stopped since
  • “oh really??? that’s cool cause that is some serious movements you got there”
  • doesnt say much about it until one night he comes home and said he signed you up for the fucking olympics


  • “lololol you should join the circus MC”
  • “shut the fuck up”
  • “no seriously!! think about it, we would be making so much money i could buy so many more bAAAABIES!”
  • omg he would love it and try to do it with you
  • the most he could do was a backbend and that was enough for him tbh
  • once he made you go into a backbend then ate sushi off your stomach
  • god dammit seven whatthefuck
  • whenever he was sad or being his dumb distant “im dangerous” self again, you would just go into a weird pose for him and he would laugh
  • loved your flexibility thought it was so dope


  • was pretty unphased when he saw you show off some of your flexibility 
  • “i was in a religious cult for most of my life i’ve seen some pretty fucking weird, possessed people mc”
  • “but im not weird or possessed”
  • “…”
  • “are you sure about that”
  • i mean he thought it was cool to a pOINT 
  • loved it when you would do flips and stuff
  • and supported you 100%
  • found it kind of hot even
  • he just wasn’t that very surprised, it’s hard to impress this boi damn


  • thought it made you even more beautiful
  • loved it when you used your flexibility while dancing to songs
  • *cries in blindness*
  • “oh my god you are just so gorgeous mc i must take pictures and add it to my art wall”
  • rikaisshook
  • with the little vision he had left, he would watch you so attentively, wanting to remember every move you made
  • just loved you and your talent tbh
  • god pls just let him be happy forever and ever


  • Was sOOOO creeped out when you just started busting out these weird moves
  • “how are you able to do that um”
  • it gave him the heebie jeebies 
  • honestly vanderwood…u can look at a dead body but not your girlfriend contorting herself smh
  • when you were helping him clean up around your apartment or seven’s bunker, sometimes you would go into handstand and literally walk around on your hands and pick things up with your feet
  • vanderwood, at this point, was unphased.
  • he had gotten used to it.
  • “you’re doing amazing sweetie”
  • *continues to sweep*
  • although it would make him uncomfortable about how you can just make your body go into such unnatural positions 
  • he wouldn’t really rag on you or your flexibility

Requests are open!

anonymous asked:

Oh my glob yes kinky drabbles!! Ok so ummm can I have Namjoon with "you belong to me" and humiliation (does making the reader come in front of the other members count as humiliation??) pls? Thank you hun bun 😘

note: your wish is my command, nonnie ((;


Warnings: Kim Namjoon ft. Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin. Exhibitionism. Humiliation(?) and You belong to me.
Words: 593

Eyes are on you, sending thrills of sweet, sweet humiliation into your core. Hands roam your body hungrily like you’re a masterpiece in display: free for he eyes to ravage but still and forever, belonging to the creator. The creator, who brought these men - boys, at first sight - to the chamber you share your secrets with. He brought others to see, to admire but not to touch, never to touch. Only he gets to feel your skin, bend you over until you’re on all fours, forced to lock gazes with these handsome strangers as the bulge in their pants grow shamelessly at the sight of your bouncing mounds and pleasured expressions.

Your perk nipples are trapped between fingers, rolling and teasing as if every whimper from the assault is music to your abuser’s ears.

“N-namjoon.” Your warning turns into a moan at the roll of his hips and you lose a piece of yourself to the pleasure he brings into your cozy little playroom - one that has always known you and him and no other, until now, that is.

Namjoon has always been a little possessive in bed, maybe a tad bit jealous when he sees you batting your eyelashes at the new intern but he never says it, never one to play a losing game. Because you are not his and neither is he yours, not until you’re within closed doors, not until you’re alone to touch, to ravish.

And for him to bring in these attractive strangers, into your twisted little game of possession, is beyond you. You would have pondered on the matter a bit more, if you didn’t have an akin-to Adonis specimen dicking you down so good until you can barely think.

“That’s it, baby. You wanna come, don’t you?” His voice is loud, clear and powerful against these sex induced walls like he’s always been. 

“I-I can’t!” You whimper, tear pricking your waterline as you blush maddeningly at the sight of the two boys who are beginning to address the trouble in their pants hands on.

In one swift motion, you find yourself on your knees and the strangers’ eyes in where your body and Namjoon’s connect.

“There’s nothing to be shy about, look, Jiminnie and Taehyungie are dying to see your pretty pink pussy clench around me as you orgasm.” He thrust right into you sweetly.

At the mention of their names for the first time since you’ve blushingly smiled at them while getting fucked from behind, you’re seeing stars behind your lids: of white diamonds in blinding lights and the tense coils in your stomach coming undone. You fall limp onto the man beneath you, resigning yourself to complete submission as he chases after his own high, arm banding around your middle before he reaches his own peek in a guttural groan.

After a few, slowed heartbeats, you sit up next to Namjoon, blanket wrapped around your naked body once realizing the two men haven’t yet went away, far from it in fact. You rake their physique with your eyes and a clearer mind, their perfect jawlines not coming off as a surprise anymore but the white patches of cum on their chests and floor turning you redder than a rose.

Namjoon shifts from next to you, coming up to kiss a blooming violet on your shoulder as he whispers sweetly, “You can flirt with any boy toy you want but bear in mind baby, you belong to me and the best they get is to see you get fucked by me.”

KinKed. [closed]

Colds and Pillow Forts (Lafayette x Reader x Peggy Schuyler)

Originally posted by hhhercules-mulligan

Pairing: Lafayette x Reader x Peggy Schuyler

Requested?: ‘Can I request Laf x reader x Maria or Peggy whichever you prefer where the reader is having bad cramps or is sick??? Fluff pls???’

Prompt: Colds are so fucking horrible

Words: 1300+

Warnings: Colds, Swearing, Poly Relationship, Fluff

A/N: This is kinda shitty because I wrote this tired AF



You felt like shit.

What metaphors could be used to express the pain and shittiness you feel at this very moment? None. There is literally no metaphors or similes or any literature expression that could be used to express the muscle pain and congestion that took over your body this very second. You were so congested, so tired, so dehydrated, that you felt you were seconds close to death. Not to mention, your throat hurt like a motherfucker anytime to try to call out for your boyfriend and girlfriend. You woke up to an empty bed and commotion out in the living area down the hall. You were basically left to suffer in silence for what felt like hours when it was really about ten minutes before The ajar bedroom door was pushed open.

Your girlfriend Peggy was holding a laundry basket full of folded clean clothes. She pushed the door inward with her hip and had just set the basket on the vanity chair when she noticed your lying form but with your eyes open. You were staring at the ceiling with a look that said ‘I’m ready for the sweet embrace of death’.

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The Picture of Dorian Gray
  • Lord henry: wow basil who u paintin
  • basil: NOBODY [sweats]
  • lord henry: he's p. hot u should show this pic to everyone
  • basil: dude i cant theres ~too much of my self in it~
  • lord henry: LMAO BASIL you ugly fuck that guys the hottest dude ive ever seen and you.... well.... arent..... but dw im sure hes dumb as shit
  • basil: .........:(((...........but i love him
  • dorian: sup guys im here now what talkin about
  • basil: how hot you are
  • lord herny: yeah
  • dorian: hahah omfg
  • bail: let me finish my painting
  • lord henry: OKAY im going
  • dorian: HENRY NO DONT LEAVE ME HERE its v. boring
  • henry: k fine let me just poison your entire worldview and turn you into an asshole in like 1 page
  • lord henry: hey u know dorian that painting of u is p hot but you wont be hot forever one day you will be OLD and GROSS
  • Dorian: oh fuck
  • dorian: oh god really
  • dorian: if only through some ambiguous dark magic the painting could get old and gross instead of me :'(((
  • basil: dude chill
  • Basil: ~DORIAN NO~
  • Basil: I will destroy the painting
  • Dorin: basil no its pretty
  • Basil: fine
  • Hery: k bye everyone i got stuff to do
  • ~later~
  • basil: hey dorian hey
  • basil: here you can have this painting bc im madly in love with you
  • Dorian: SWEET ok bye
  • Dorian: [closes door]
  • dorian: [looks at painting]
  • dorian: [breathes heavily]
  • Dorian: fuck............ im so hot.........
  • ~1 month later~
  • dorian: hey everyone im engaged to this actress
  • everyone: cool lets go see her play
  • actress: [bad acting]
  • actress: b/c I love u :'(((
  • Dorian: u suk bye bitch
  • actress: kills self
  • dorian: [doesn't know]
  • painting: ~evil vibes~
  • dorian: ew omg no no no i must write an apologetic letter to the girl i hastily ceased loving
  • henry: lol she dead
  • dorian: Thats it there is no good left in my heart
  • henry: haha yeah also here have this book that will turn you into even more of a jerk
  • dorian: tnx henri
  • henry: bye
  • basil: DORIAN WHAT THE HELL OH GOD you are not the starry eyed little twink i knew 1 month ago what happen to you dorian no ilu
  • dorian: ((hmmmmm basil would probably turn me into a better person......... but no...... i am an evil the core..))
  • dorian: Bye basil
  • ~5 years pass~
  • dorian: hahah im such a bad person but who gives a fuck
  • dorian: [various ke$ha songs and montage of him throwing money and jewels and music and rich tapestries and orgies everywhere]
  • dorion: k that was fun
  • painting: [hella gross]
  • dorian: lmao
  • ~another 5 years pass~
  • basil: dorin omfg hi is that u
  • dorian: yea
  • basil: i have heard bad things about u dorian everyone says youre a fucking asshole but i don't believe them bc you're too hot
  • dorian: hahahahaha actually speaking of do you want to see my ~soul~
  • basil: lol wut
  • dorian: .........wait.... why did i show you that.......
  • dorian: fuck...... i have to kill you srry
  • basil: [dead]
  • dorian: hm.
  • dorian: hello chemist man can u pls destroy that body with your chemistry magic
  • chemist man: k
  • ~later~
  • henry: sup kid
  • dorian: stuff
  • dorian: hey henry do u think basil got murderd
  • henry: dunno prolly dont care really
  • dorian: .......k
  • ~later~
  • dorian: haha wow
  • dorian: I'm a bad person
  • dorian: this sucks better go kill myself tbh
  • Dorian: [stabs painting n dies]
  • police: wtf this is gross
  • ~FIN~

anonymous asked:

ok but I need some Hecate cabin and Hades cabin friendship??? ur headcanons are The Best I love them sm?? pls???

Y’know I’m listening to some hype as hell music + your comments = some hella frikken hype headcanons I hope you’re ready.

  • Both are ultimate band trash no dispute
    • They probably go to concerts together and get the most hype you can imagine
  • They have similar fashion senses but they’re not necessarily the exact same. 
    • Like sure, maybe they both are into that whole ~dark~ aesthetic, but one of them wears like crop tops and tight-fitting clothing and likes to show off their body and the other likes to wear baggy clothes and rock that skater look.
  • Both are not really touchy-feely, except with each other then they’re just cuddling and laying on top of each other.
  • They’re both to rumors and being outcasts and know just the right TLC for the other when a comment is hard hitting
  • One of them is more wild than the other and likes doing basic ~dumb teen shit~ and the other is more anxious about them killing themselves even if they do the same dumb shit.
    • “jESUS Sammy put your body back in the car I am driving 20 miles over the speed limit put your seatbelt on,”
  • They’re both into memes but one of them is into the Memes.
    • “I swear to god Dakota if you fucking dab one more time”
  • Dad jokes
  • Really bad puns
  • Sneaking out of their cabins at 2 AM to go for a swim
    • Then realizing, ‘oh wow, water is cold at 2 AM”
    • Then being chased by the Harpies around camp half naked at 2 AM
  • Both are really overprotective of each other and will haze their significant other’s S.O.

anonymous asked:

can u do head cannons of phichit (and the main 3 ice babies) where their s/o is a hip hop or some other type of dancer pls ily & I love ur worK (◕ᴥ◕)

Ooohhh. Interesting request! I left the style of dance the reader practices up to your imaginations. I hope you like! Thank you for the request (and for the compliment :))

[Viktor Nikiforov]

  • Omg, he wants to learn everything and anything about your style of dance because it’s always fun to try something new
  • plus just spending time with you and having an excuse to watch your body and the way you move ????? so many benefits to the experience lmao
  • No matter what style of dance you like, he’s going to take any and every opportunity to touch you or have some form of contact with you
  • “(Y/N) come here so I can hold you and l o v e y o u ! ! !
  • “Viktor no wtf i’m gonna kick you in the f a c e”
  • He spends to much time laughing and having fun with you that he loses track of time and yo send up speeding hours dancing, both of you exhausted by the end
  • Spending time with you is is main goal, and getting to try something new and fun with you is just an added bonus

[Yuri Katsuki]

  • This boy is completely entranced by your dancing and the way you move; he can’t get over the amazing ways you can move your body
  • When you ask him to try dancing with you, he is hesitant but he’s willing to try
  • He spends quite a bit of time researching your favorite style of dance the night before, watching videos and learning technique to avoid embarrassment
  • idk why he would be so embarrassed tho like he’s so flexible and beautiful and ugh yuri pls love yourself as much as i love you
  • He’s a bit stiff and awkward at the beginning of your little dance session, but he quickly loosens up and becomes more relaxed in your presence
  • It doesn’t take long for him to start to feel the music and move his body a bit more rhythmically, falling in sync with your a bit more
  • He finds the new expericne refreshing and fun, and he would do anything to dance with you like that more often

[Yuri Plisetsky]

  • At first, Yuri is going to act like your talents are no big deal; he is only familiar with ballet and ballroom, so anything is so foreign to him
  • “Break dancing to rap music? how unciviliZED OF YOU, YOU HEATHEN”
  • At first, he feels weird and kind of grumpy about learning the new dance style you like; he’s kind of embarrassed that he doesn’t know exactly what he’s doing
  • But Yuri soon loosens up and gets into the dance, and he actually starts having a ton fun with you
  • Since he’s so flexible, he’s able to take about any dance you like and make it 10 times more extra by flailing his legs around
  • you saw him at the GPF banquet lmao call him noodle boy bc he can stretch
  • He’ll act super chill and whatever after your dance session, but he’s dying to know when you guys can do it again

[Phichit Chulanont]

  • Trust me when I say that this cutie can D A N C E holy shit
  • He loves the fact that you can dance in creative ways; he loves it even more when you teach him your moves
  • Phichit lets you lead him through the moves, but he giggles almost the entire time because he’s just so happy and he’s having so much fun with you
  • He basically turns into he equivalent of a child, but it’s so cute when he’s dancing that it doesn’t bother you in the slightest
  • “(Y/N), watch me! Watch me! W A T C H M E !”
  • “OKAY babe I’m watching fuckin chill”
  • He’ll take any chance to dance with you, even randomly starting to dance with you in public, much to your embarrassment; you can’t bring yourself to tell him to stop, though