My favorite thing about Adrien is how he goes from 0 to 100 real fast

like, I saw a comment to that effect re: the Nino & Marinette confession scene, when he’s telling Nino “say I love you, say I love you” and like, chill dude, you’re fifteen and this is their first date

and then ml origins has like, literally the SECOND TIME he meets Ladybug he’s like “oh man….. I have no idea who that girl is but I’m in love with her, I am SO INCREDIBLY in love with her” just casually, like it’s nbd

In conclusion: Someone please stop Adrien “actual disney prince” Agreste

HP!headcanon - NCT Yuta

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Character Headcanons at Hogwarts
↳ NCT Yuta // Yuta Nakamoto // Slytherin

Originally posted by chocosicheng

  • fuck now we’re doing my bias wrecker hell no buckle up errbody this abt to be a wild ass ride
  • now that’s a long ass ride
  • Yuta is a Sly-therin
  • this cunning ass motherfucker needs to calm tf down
  • this is probably gonna be long af
  • more under the cut <3

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So guys a lot has been happening since I last blogged but sooo kimber is three and being crazy. Ezra is almost one. My husband adopted kimber so she is offically a palakiko

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

so yay for the family!!! on other news her birthday party was a blast and she accidently hit numerous people with the pinata stick 

Originally posted by coquillages-crustaces-et-moi

so sorry to all those she hit LOL or am I? Ezra is another story this kid has been driving us up the wall and bat crazy he gets into everything and moves fast

Originally posted by gameraboy

Like no lie! we cannot look away for two second because something is destroyed or he is covered in something -.- well until we chat again my lovelys <3

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Originally posted by doujinshi

I count the steps from one end of my island to the other
Its 100 steps from where I sleep to the sea
And when I say I’ve learned all there is to know
Well there’s another little island lesson, grandma Tala shows me

I know where I am from the scent of the breeze
The ascent of the climb from the tangle of the trees
From the angle of the mountain to the sand on our island shore
I’ve been here before

There’s gotta be more
I know there’s more, there’s always more
Someday I’ll be out on the sea
And I’m gonna see more
Yes, there’s gotta be more
I know there’s more, there’s always more

Moana slow down
Sorry I’m always in somebody’s way
They do the same thing every day
They work, they eat, they sleep, they pray
They tell me “Moana calm down”
That’s all they ever seem to say
The other kids just dance and play
How can you play there’s so much out there to explore

She stares at the sky, she stumbles down the beaches
She mumbles all the names that her grandma
Tala teaches
And I wanna soar
With one foot here and another in the distant past
So much to explore

Shes growing up too fast
Like I said before
There’s gotta be more
I know there’s more, there’s always more
One day I’ll be brave and sail on the wave
That leads me to more
There’s gotta be more
I know there’s more, there’s always more
My father the Chief, says “Don’t cross the reef”
But oh every turn I take, every trail I track
Every path I make, every road leads back to the sea
I’m standing at the edge of the sea
As they all say “Moana slow down, Moana dream small, Moana don’t drown”
Can you drown at the call of the sea?
‘Cause I can hear it calling me

Aue, aue

A thousand years ago, we used to sail to distant islands
A thousand years ago, Maui spoke to the sea
So maybe, just maybe, I was born to break the silence
I know my story could be extraordinary
I know my story doesn’t end at the shore

There’s gotta be more
I know there’s more, there’s always more
I’m gonna break through, and find something new
I’m gonna find more
There’s gotta be more
I know there’s more, there’s always more
One day I’ll decide to roll with the tide
And I’m gonna see
Moana stand tall
I will cross the divide, I will ride
I will see what’s on the other side
Moana stand proud
With the ocean as my guide, on the tide
I will go where no one’s ever been before
There’s always more

Tiny Glowing Screens, Part 2
Tiny Glowing Screens, Part 2

Watsky - Tiny Glowing Screens Pt. 2

There’s 7 billion 46 million people on the planet
And most of us have the audacity to think we matter
Hey, you hear the one about the comedian who croaked?
Someone stabbed him in the heart, just a little poke
But he keeled over ‘cause he went into battle wearing chain mail made of jokes
Hey, you hear the one about the screenwriter who passed away?
He was giving elevator pitches and the elevator got stuck halfway
He ended up eating smushed sandwiches they pushed through a crack in the door
And repeating the same crappy screenplay idea about talking dogs ‘til his last day
Hey, you hear the one about the fisherman who passed?
He didn’t jump off that ledge
He just stepped out into the air and pulled the ground up towards him really fast
Like he was pitching a line and went fishing for concrete
The earth is a drum and he’s hitting it on beat
The reason there’s smog in Los Angeles is ‘cause if we could see the stars
If we could see the context of the universe in which we exist
And we could see how small each one of us is
Against the vastness of what we don’t know
No one would ever audition for a McDonalds commercial again
And then where would we be?
No frozen dinners and no TV
And is that a world we want to text in?
Either someone just microwaved popcorn
Or I hear the sound of a thousand people pulling their heads out of their asses in rapid succession
The people are hunched over in Boston
They’re starting app stores and screen printing companies in San Francisco
They’re grinning in Los Angeles like they’ve got fishhooks in the corners of their mouth
But don’t paint me like the good guy ‘cause every time I write
I get to choose the angle that you view me and select the nicest light
You wouldn’t respect me if you heard the typewriter chatter tap tap
Tapping through my mind at night
The same stupid tape loop of old sitcom dialogue
And tattered memories of a girl I got to grind on in high school
Filed carefully on rice paper
My heart is a colored pencil
But my brain is an eraser
I don’t want a real girl, I want to trace her from a catalogue
Truth be told I’m unlikely to hold you down
Cause my soul is a crowded subway train
And people keep deciding to get on the next one that rolls through town
I’m joining a false movement in San Francisco
I’m frowning and hunched over in Boston
I’m smiling in Los Angeles like I’ve got fishhooks in the corners of my mouth
And I’m celebrating on weekends
Because there are 7 billion 47 million people on the planet
And I have the audacity to think I matter
I know it’s a lie but I prefer it to the alternative
Because I’ve got a tourniquet tied at my elbow / I’ve got
A blunt wrap filled with compliments and I’m burnin it
You say to go to sleep but I been bouncing off my bedroom walls since I was hecka small
We’re every age at once and tucked inside ourselves like Russian nesting dolls
My mother is an 8 year old girl
My grandson is a 74 year old retiree whose kidneys just failed
And that’s the glue between me and you
That’s the screws and nails
We live in a house made of each other
And if that sounds strange that’s because it is
Someone please freeze time so I can run around turning everyone’s pockets inside out
And remember, you didn’t see shit

what if neil likes teasing andrew?
  • like any given afternoon andrew will be on the couch petting the cats
  • neil is getting ready for his afternoon run
  • but he is honestly ready to be a little shit instead
  • he can’t help it but we all know that already
  • and so neil just walks right into the living room where andrew is
  • he knows that andrew is pretending to pay attention only to the cats
  • and starts stretching
  • they aren’t proper stretches mind you
  • well at first he does some legit stretches and andrew ignores him
    i mean this boy does this every day before a run so it’s no big deal
  • but then neil starts stretching his hips

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anonymous asked:

YAY ITS OPEN I AM LITERALLY SO HAPPY!!!!!! Can I please have the GOM +Haizaki having their first time?

Because you were waiting for so long, Im going to do this as a headcannon and then write these as a scenario later! Hope thats okay! 


  • first time position: missionary
  • its during the night, seems like the type of guy to plan it
  • since its planned, he has a buncha condoms rdy just in case
  • gets like three candles lit
  • in his bed
  • super slow at first
  • gets into it, starts speeding up
  • kind of nervous
  • says i love you during the do
  • lasts about half an hour


  • first time position: missionary
  • in a bed
  • it was a spur of the moment
  • nervous
  • prepared though for these type of moments! has a condom
  • once he puts it in, he needs a moment to just stay in ya
  • focusing on not trynna bust quick
  • likes watching you under him while hes doing you
  • lasts about 15-20 minutes


  • first time position: you on top
  • it would be the spur of the moment type of thing
  • yall did some freaky freaky things like sucking him touching each other all of that
  • it depends how long yall been trynna do the do
  • but because he’s aomine I can see him having a condom on him just in case
  • if he didnt he would be skeptic to doin the do
  • loses his v-card on the couch or something
  • he likes watchin you ride him
  • he likes suckin ur boobs too
  • when he cums he wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face in your boobs as he holds you down while cummin
  • but he does seem like to switch positions in between
  • last an hour


  • first time position: missionary
  • is it expected I see him losin it in the kitchen or something…
  • youre all laid out across the table, opening ya legs for him…
  • it was semi planned
  • totally calm
  • when he sees ya naked hes like hot damn in his mind
  • but on his face he just opens his eyes a bit wider then continues
  • intended for the bed
  • but the kitchen table where yall was eatin was just there
  • he needed ya
  • I can see him startin fast
  • lasts half an hour


  • first time position: missionary
  • whispers sweet things to you
  • is such a gentleman
  • prepares for the moment
  • admires how gorgeous you are
  • not nervous at all
  • super calm
  • prolly asks you if your doing okay during the whole thing
  • likes it fast
  • likes kissing your skin while hes doing the do with you
  • lasts all night because Akaashi that good


  • first time position: doggy
  • prepared for the moment
  • super excited
  • goes slow so he wont bust quick
  • he likes holding your arms back while doing you
  • likes grabbing onto your boobs also
  • likes watches his skin slam against your ass
  • last 20 minutes
she sleeps on my chest

Shortie speaks with an American lisp,
draws her vowels long,
plants her fists on her hips.
Shortie talks fast
like there’s grease on her lips;
bands will make her dance
but she’ll never admit.

Shortie burns brightest
when she’s standing on stage
and commands the whole room
with a saucy sashay.
Shortie never needs a script,
never looks at the page,
and switches on a dime
from elation to rage.

Shortie cuts me deep;
she’s small, but she’s quick,
and you’ll never pin her down
because Shortie’s so slick.
Shortie travels too fast,
swears she’s never homesick
(but when she is,
cheap vodka does the trick).

Shortie knocks on my door
in the middle of the night,
and mumbles, Sweet dreams,
when I tuck her in tight.
Shortie pretends not to love me,
and I really don’t mind,
because she’s got an easy laugh
and her hand’s on my thigh.

The Best
Joey Caine

“The Best” - Joey Caine

frustrated with being the same
as everyone else playing this game
just made it trying to stay in my lane
staying up late trying to get in my name

getting this work I push product for scumbags
worthwhile to get unpacked
worth something to somebody
worth packing in more bodies
worth stacking that’s no problem
torque low in the two door
cooped up I got no clue
clued up I got no truce
with whatever I go strong,
I got juice
bring answers in my song
bringing subjects up they can’t take
take-downs, UFC
you will see I can take it all
win it by decision
when I decide with precision

so tired of these
no talent fakers
pace so fast
like the showtime lakers
for goodness sake cuz
I’m trying to beat the best
and I can’t rest
I’m trying to be the best

inside my mind there’s a schism
inside my heart there’s a dream
inside this world that’s a prison
inspired all of my schemes

I’ve taken all I could take
like fat men at buffets
I’d trade it all for a chance
at being the best in my trade

and me I work with my words
but I could work with my hands
but I handle these letters
like a smith forges a sword

I cut sharp with a phrase
as I cut up the page
staging the tip of my pen
atop the lines in a craze

try to ignore what I want
the waves die down for a jaunt
then a swell comes and scends them
so they come back like a pendulum