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MY RAD ASS SIBLING MADE A FRIGGEN BUFF BENDY PULSHIE. CREAMPUFF IS NOW IN OUR DIMENSION Y’ALL. HE WATCHES OVER US. ETERNALLY. 

HE IS MY FRIGGEN MASCOT NOW. WHEN I GOT  TO COLLEGE I’M GONNA MAKE THIS MY HALLS FRIGGEN MASCOT. JUST WATCH. IT. WILL. BE. THE. BUFF. DEVILS. FLOOR. 

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Joshua Taubes showing off his incredible strength and physique and tenacity in the face of pain

anonymous asked:

Katie, if you don't mind, can you please give us some totally random and ridiculous headcanons about Shiro? please? :3c

I can’t believe Shiro is in Dream Daddy: a Dad Dating Simulator™

  • Pre-Kerberos, one of Shiro’s goals in life was to flex and have the sleeves of his shirt fall off. Matt and Keith have like, so many blackmail videos of Shiro grunting in front of a mirror like a caveman. Sadly, he never did quite manage it before his big mission.
    • Post-Kerberos, Shiro is definitely able to flex his sleeves off, but he unfortunately doesn’t have any clothes to do so in :( Another tragedy to add to the list known as his life.
  • Shiro thought Keith was 11 for like three years (they first met when Keith was 13)
  • As a kid, Shiro went back and forth between living with his grandmother or his two dads.
    • His grandmother is the one who taught him how to fly and instilled his love for it.
  • His Thing is putting glow-in-the-dark stars everywhere, and he and Lance bond over it. But they also get into massive arguments about how the stars should be arranged (they love different constellations)
  • He can chop onions without crying
  • Shiro: (doing regular push-ups in the training room)
    Shiro: (hears footsteps approaching the door)
    Shiro: (switches to doing one-armed push-ups right before the door opens) oh, hey
    Person: Wow, that’s amazing!
    Shiro: Oh, this? It’s nothing. Whatever it takes to beat Zarkon, you know?
  • He looks calm during horror movies but in reality, his fight-or-flight instincts are so triggered that he’s basically frozen in place. Watching the TV with a serene smile.
  • Shiro loves yelling at contestants whenever he watches cooking shows and everyone else is like ‘… you can’t even cook, lmao’
  • Finals week always killed Shiro lmao
    • Shiro: (stumbles out of the classroom wearing his uniform top and sweatpants)
    • Matt: Sooooooo how’d it go?
    • Shiro: (with bloodshot eyes) stupid science bitch couldn’t even make I more smarter
  • Shiro is a hula hoop GOD
Jungkook after that guy got Jimin's towel back.
  • Jungkook: *steals Jimin's towel and drops it back into the ocean*
  • Jimin: What the f-
  • Jungkook: *Taking his shirt off and flexing his muscles* OH MY GOD, I'M SO CLUMSY, LET ME GET THAT REAL QUICK
Sharing Can’t Be Wrong... - Dean x Reader x Sam (One Shot)

A/N: So, you all wanted this to continue. I left it open as a teaser, and it went over really well. Now, the full thing is here. Who doesn’t want the Winchesters to share them? Hope you all enjoy! As always feedback appreciated!

@kazchester-fanfiction @unefemmedelettres @16wiishes @whatsupmara

Also tagging @growningupgeek @mrswhozeewhatsis @manawhaat @phoenixia67 @arryn-nyx @lovehelpmewrite where you all seemed to enjoy the drabble. If you don’t want tagged, let me know, and I’ll remove it!

Originally posted by thesoullesshunter


Originally posted by sincerelysaraahh

Warnings: Smut. No plot here what so ever. Just sex. Not much editing.

Word Count: Roughly 3500

“Dean?” You looked at him in confusion as he pulled back. Leaving you sitting on the large wooden table near the entrance of the bunker. Lips swollen. Confusion dancing in your darkened eyes.

“You know I love you, right?” His hand rubbed against your thigh, pushing up your skirt further. You’d dressed up a bit for date night.

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anonymous asked:

Hello, ask box is open hooray!! Okay so, imagine this.. How will todoroki and katsuki react if the girl they are pinning after is actually into kirishima. Hahaha i imagine that katsuki and todoroki fighting in the bg but then the girl just what r they doing and continues ogling kiri's glorious abs (they r in their hero costumes) I am sorry this is funnier in my head lol

OMG This is amazing! I love this idea, so much! Thank you for this. I love you. [Admin Denki]


“You should just back the fuck off before your pussy feelings get hurt.” Bakugou growled at Todoroki as they all had to choose partners for the practice fights. It was so blatantly obvious that both boys were infatuated with you, but you were oblivious. It was painful for everyone in class.

“Me? I think (Y/n) is smart enough to decide who’s the better match. Besides, my quirk is a better match for hers. We’ll work better with each other.” Todoroki sighed, not wanting to get into another stupid argument that Bakugou instigates.

“Wah?!” Bakugou exclaims. “That blood quirk would be unstoppable with me!”

“At best, you would boil the blood and end up burning her. A partnership with you two would hurt each other more than help.” Todoroki argued.

“And you would just fucking freeze it! She’d get fucking frostbite.” Bakugou exclaimed. Although, as the two boys argued, you were ogling the pure masculinity that was Kirishima Eijirou. He was flexing in his hero outfit, like normal.

“Hey, Kiri, do you want to be partners? My blood hardening and your skin hardening quirk could work well together.” You went up to him, a light blush on your face.

“Seriously?! You want to partner up with me?” Kirishima asked.

“Yeah, I mean, we could be strong partners. Why wouldn’t I want to work with you?” You grinned.

“You’re just.  .  . strong and pretty and nice. Like, really pretty.” Kirishima’s face turned red as he complimented you. You practically fainted for how flattered you were.

“Well, you’re not so hard on your eyes. Your hero outfit really shows off your assets.” You smirked a little, gaining confidence.

“I should say the same for you.” Kirishima smiled, eyes running over your body.

“(Y/n) probably wants an actually man.” Bakugou scoffed.

“An actual man? You have more tantrums than my niece and nephew.” Todoroki rolled his eyes.

“I do fucking not have shitting tantrums, you shit face.” Bakugou growled.

“A real man would be able to tell what she enjoys and do his best to keep her in good spirits.” Todoroki said calmly.

“I make her laugh.” Bakugou said, proudly.

“She’s laughing at you.” Todoroki deadpanned.

“Why I oughta-”

“If you guys are done arguing, (Y/n) already found a partner.” Jirou informed the two boys, who continued to argue.

“Huh?”

“What?! Who the fuck did she choose as a partner?!” Bakugou shouted. Jirou pointed over to where you stood with Kirishima, him flexing to show off to you. You giggled and blushed when Kirishima threaded his fingers through your hair, commenting on how soft it was.

“He does pride himself on his masculinity.” Todoroki muttered, face falling when he saw your ideal.

“That asshole.” Bakugou grumbled angrily.

BTS Reaction - Anal play/sex

Warning: very mature themes below.

Seokjin

The two of you have done a lot of preparation to bring you up to this point.  Jin was keen on the idea from the moment you’d mentioned it, but although eager to give it a try he also wanted to make sure you did it right, to make the experience as pleasurable as possible for both of you.  That’d led up to him doing an awful lot of research - some of it slightly questionable - but you have to admit that it’s helped things go smoothly up until this point.  

He’s spent so much time preparing your body for what’s to come; trailing soft, loving kisses all over you, caressing you until you’re begging for his touch and only slipping his fingers inside your heat once you’re already soaking wet with anticipation.  He teases you into an orgasm with those fingers and thumb rubbing at your clitoris, smiling as he watches you come undone, and only once he’s satisfied that you’re totally ready and relaxed does he slip those slickened digits downward to graze over your other hole.  

You’re wet enough that lube probably isn’t even necessary, but Jin still takes out the tube he’d tucked under the pillow and coats his fingers in it generously before returning them between your buttocks.  

“Ready?” he asks softly, the hair that’s hanging down into his eyes obscuring some of the lust glinting in them.  You nod, biting your lip, holding your breath as you feel Jin’s pointer finger start to push inside.  “Relax, princess.”  He presses a kiss to the inside of your knee, waiting until he sees you exhale and sag before carrying on, pushing past that tight ring of muscle.  It burns a little as he does, a stilted moan falling from your lips, but once he stills, two knuckles deep, it just feels… kind of weird.  

“C-carry on,” you encourage breathlessly, realising how closely Jin’s watching your face for any signs of discomfort.  On hearing your words he starts to drag that finger back and forth, his own breaths starting to become ragged as you begin to moan, and soon enough he’s pressing in a second finger too, impatience finally starting to get the better of him.  It doesn’t feel weird anymore, it feels amazing.

“You’re doing so well, princess.”

Originally posted by teamoseokjin

Yoongi

Is it possible to marry a particular part of someone’s body?  Because if it is then Yoongi’s tongue better get ready for a stunning, heartfelt proposal any day now.  You love that thing and the talented way in which he uses it.  Before Yoongi no one had ever made you cum with oral sex - the whole thing was always just a bit awkward, to be honest - but now?  It’s your most favourite thing ever.  You could happily forgo sex entirely just to live your life sat on Yoongi’s face, but as much as he seems to love doing it, it’d probably still be a little selfish of you to do so.

You’re just coming down from your second orgasm - or was it your third - and from the looks of it Yoongi has no intention of letting up, drawing delicate figures of eight against your clitoris despite the way your hips are twisting and squirming to get away.  

“Yoongi,” you whine, pushing gently at where his hands are fixed on your hips but to no avail, “I-ah-it’s too much…”

“Hmm?”  He continues to skim his tongue through your folds even as he lazily lifts his eyes, looking up at you past your pubic bone, “You want me to stop?”  You hesitate, biting your lip, and you can make out the very corners of his lips curling into a smirk.  “Or do you want something else?”   

You nod eagerly, expecting him to emerge from between your legs and climb on top of you, but apparently sex isn’t what Yoongi has in mind.  He sinks down further between your legs, trailing his tongue down your perineum and closing his eyes as his hands travel from your hips to grasp your buttocks, pulling them apart.  Your own eyes are wide and staring at the ceiling as he moves, your body frozen with anticipation, and although you’ve quickly figured out what it is that Yoongi’s intending to do, nothing can prepare you for the feel of his hot tongue pressing against your hole.  

“F-fuck!” you stutter as it starts to probe inside, instantly loving the way it feels.  You should have known he’d be as good at this as he is at everything else.  

“Want me to stop?” he checks again, obviously having mistaken the flexing of your hips off of the bed as an attempt to move away.

“God, no,” you gasp, reaching down to replace his hands with yours, spreading yourself open in invitation and freeing his up for much more important, pleasurable things.  He chuckles lowly, flicking his tongue against your hole again, loving the way it contracts at his touch.  

“That’s my girl.”  

Originally posted by sugasuite

Hoseok

“Hobi, baby, I’m ready.”  There’s sweat beading down the side of your face that isn’t pressed into the pillow, the one that you’re holding onto as you arch your back, pushing Hobi’s long, delicate fingers inside even further.  He’s been fingering your ass for at least twenty minutes now, graduating slowly from one finger to two and then three, separating them whilst they’re inside you to stretch you open as much as he possibly can, and although initially it was a little uncomfortable it’s gotten to the point now where you just want more.  “Please,” you add, voice muffling as your turn your face into the pillow.  

He withdraws his fingers slowly, leaving you achingly empty and groaning until you feel him start to climb on top of you.  He kisses your shoulders sweetly as he places his elbows on either side of the pillow to take his weight, lying himself between your spread legs, his abs coming to rest on the swell of your buttocks as his leaking cock lies between them.  

“Are you sure?” he murmurs against your skin, lips trailing your throat now, nuzzling under your hair to nibble at your ear.  You turn your head so you can just about see his gorgeous face and just about kiss him too, soft and slow and tender, subtly moving your hips to rub his cock between the press of your bodies.  

“I’m sure,” you whisper against his mouth and you feel his length twitch with excitement, his breath quickening as he reaches down to line himself up with your soaking wet core.  He sinks in with a groan, his eyes slipping closed as he pumps himself back and forth just a handful of times before withdrawing pushing his now well-lubricated cock against your asshole.  

Inch by inch he slowly enters you, moving a little and then waiting for your breathy pleas to continue, doing this over and over again until finally he’s fully seated inside you, and you swear you hear him make a funny, broken sound as he bottoms out, his breathing even more ragged than it was before.  It’s killing him to hold back, you can tell by the way he’s clutching the pillow, his knuckles turning white, body shaking just as much as yours is too.  

“God,” he gasps as he starts to move a little, like he can’t trust himself to start thrusting properly in case he gets carried away, “It’s even tighter than your pussy.  Fuck.  You’re gonna kill me baby.”

Originally posted by kbap

Namjoon

“You’ve no idea how long I’ve been dreaming about this, babygirl.”  

Namjoon’s been prepping you for this moment for months.  He was the one that’d suggested bringing anal play into your already fairly adventurous sex life, but when he’d seen how nervous you’d looked he’d gone on to promise that you’d take things slow - and that’s exactly what he’d done.  

He’d brought home a very slim, delicate vibrator first, and once you were comfortable with that a beginner’s set of anal beads had joined your modest collection of sex toys.  Those beads gradually increased in size until you found yourself buying a small anal plug all of your own accord, and then a bigger one and a bigger one, until you’d finally graduated to the sizeable plug resting inside you now.  Although not as nearly as long as Namjoon’s cock it matches him for girth, so you know you’ll be able to take whatever he has to give you.  

You’re on all fours, legs spread wide open and hips swaying enticingly as Namjoon kneels behind you, palming your buttocks with both hands and squeezing hard.  

“I can’t wait to see this tight little hole stretching around my cock,” he muses, almost to himself, and at his words you feel your pussy drip, a string of arousal gradually lengthening towards the bed as you moan softly, longing for him to touch you.  

“Please daddy,” you sigh needily, arching your back and biting your lip to stop yourself mewling at the feel of the plug shifting inside of you.  You’ve been wearing it all day underneath your clothes, knowing that tonight was the night, and you’re wound up so tight that you really don’t think you can wait much longer.  

“Please what?” he asks, and you tell from just the tone of his voice that he’s smirking, even as he’s rising up on his knees and tapping on the end of the plug smartly.  Every time he does it it sends a shockwave of pleasure through you, everything clenching as you start to ache for him more and more.  “You want daddy’s cock in here instead, don’t you?”  You nod frantically, pushing yourself back against him until suddenly, without warning, he yanks the plug out.  

You don’t have time to feel empty because the moment the plug is gone Namjoon’s lining up the head of his cock with your gaping hole to replace it, stuffing himself inside in one sharp, hard thrust. However loudly you might have screamed when he removed the plug it’s nothing compared to the sounds you’re making now.  He slams into you over and over again, grabbing onto your hair and yanking your head back as he groans,

“Your ass is gonna be so full of daddy’s cum you’ll be leaking for a week, babygirl.”

Originally posted by bangtaninspired

Jimin

You’ve wanted to try anal sex for a while now, but unfortunately the first and only time you brought it up with Jimin didn’t end too well.  He just couldn’t get his head around why you would want to try something he was so convinced would hurt you, and no matter how much you disagreed or reassured, he just wouldn’t be swayed.  He wasn’t interested in that, thanks, and nothing you could say would change his mind.

You’ve been wondering to yourself lately though, whether there’s something you can do rather than say that might make him think twice, and today you’ve been presented with the perfect opportunity to give your little theory a try.  

Jimin loves mutual masturbation.  It’s a little kink of his, putting on a show for you to watch as he watches you too.  He’s so theatrical, throwing his head back, biting his pouty lips and making the lewdest of noises, lapping up every bit of praise you send his way, and today is no exception.  

“You like watching me, don’t you?” he groans, fisting his cock as he watches you sink your fingers inside yourself with dark, lustful eyes.  

“You know I do, baby,” you reply huskily, “You look so good, so gorgeous.”  He smiles, his head tilting backward with pleasure as he bites his lips and closes his eyes, giving you the perfect opportunity to-

“Jagi, what’re you doing?” Jimin’s breathless, his eyes widening when he finally picks up his head up long enough to notice that two of your hands are now occupied, not just one.  

“Taking matters into my own hands,” you purr back, lifting an eyebrow at him salaciously.  He visibly swallows,and you have to fight the urge to smirk back at him. This is going to work, you can already tell.

You start off slow, teasing both yourself and him by just rubbing at your hole, eventually using the wetness of your pussy to ease a finger inside, gasping at the foreign sensation.  

“Jimin,” you mewl, opening up your eyes to see him stroking himself even harder than before, his length twitching in his hand as he watches your finger disappear, “Don’t you wanna help me?”  He hesitates, swallowing again, his eyes flicking between your face and the movement below.  

“I-I don’t wanna hurt you…”

“Does it look like it hurts?” You start to add a second finger to the first, throwing your head back into the pillow and letting out an exaggerated moan.  “It feels so good, Jimin, please baby, I want you to feel this.”  

Mercifully Jimin caves, just like you knew he would, and seconds later you feel him crawl him way between your legs, his small fingers coming to rest against your own.  You let him take over, biting your lip to hold back a satisfied smile as he gingerly presses his finger inside, groaning at what he finds.

“Oh God, Jagi, it’s so tight.  Why didn’t we do this before?”

Originally posted by missbaptan

Taehyung

“Tae, someone’s gonna see!”

“They won’t, not if you keep quiet,” he hisses into your ear before attacking your throat, kissing and biting at your tender skin as his hand slips under your skirt.  He pulls your knickers down do they hang round your ankles, your back pressed against the wall and as he smothers your body with his own, his hard erection digging into your stomach.  

You’re not sure what exactly got into him on stage to make him act this way, but whatever it was, you like it.  As soon as he’d come backstage you’d recognised the look in his eyes, the way he was tonguing the inside of his cheek as he looked you up and down before dragging you off to some secluded corner behind the scenes.  

The sound of voices only feet away makes you gasp in panic, and Tae chooses that exact moment to slip his fingers inside your pussy, groaning at the wetness he finds.  He starts to curl his fingers against your g-spot, biting on your bottom lip, and when you fail to contain a stilted moan he smirks dangerously, cocking his head to the side.  

“That’s not very quiet, is it?” He pulls his fingers from you and grabs hold of your hips. “Turn around.” He spins you, pressing your chest against the wall as he lifts up your skirt, exposing the bare globes of your buttocks to his hungry eyes, and once again he starts to finger you roughly.  

You’re just about managing to hold your sounds in despite the way he’s pressing himself into you with every thrust of his fingers, muffling yourself by putting your arm across your mouth, but when Taehyung’s hand suddenly moves elsewhere you yelp, your eyes widening as you look back at him over your shoulder in shock.  

“You wanted to try this, didn’t you?” he smirks, amused by your scandalised expression.

“Yes… b-but, not here, Tae, at home!”  He just continues to grin, licking his lips as he continues to press at your asshole with his slippery fingers.

“No time like the present.”  He shoves you against the wall again, covering your mouth with his free hand as he pushes a first finger inside.  “You like that, don’t you, dirty girl?”  he growls into your ear as he pistons that finger back and forth and all you can do is spills out muffled cries into his hand, arching your back to seek out more.  You’d never thought it would ever feel this good, not ever.  

A second finger joins the first and then he’s scissoring them, stretching you open roughly until he finally unzips his fly, satisfied that you’re ready.  A rustling of material tells you he’s pulled his cock out from his stage outfit, and when he gathers the wetness that’s practically dripping from you you know he’s using it to slicken up his length, ready to slip it inside you.

Tae pushes on your lower back, forcing you to bend and lift your ass up whilst his hand remains held tightly around your mouth, and then he’s pushing inside you with his throbbing length, slow and steady, until he’s all the way inside and panting hard.

“I can’t believe you’re letting me fuck you like this, right here.  You’re such a little slut.”  

Originally posted by tae-taeshi

Jungkook

“Like this, babe?”

“Yeah, that’s good, that’s good.”  You’re on top of Jungkook, leant forward so your chest is on his chest, your hands stroking through his hair as you slowly slide yourself back and forth on his solid length.  He’s slipping his index fingers in and out of your ass in time with your movements, just like you asked him to, and it feels so, so good.  You’re so full, and as you start to quicken the pace of your hips it just starts to get better.  

He’s looking up at you worshipfully with those soft, doe eyes of his, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he watches you ride him, flexing his hips to push up into you at the same time.  When you crash your mouth against his he’s only too eager to kiss you back, moaning quietly as you tug gently on his hair.  

“More, Kookie baby, please,” you mumble against his lips, and although it’s a stretch for him somehow he manages to push in a second finger alongside the first, almost cumming on the spot when he realises he can feel his own cock inside you through your internal walls, can feel the ridge of the head slipping in and out as you move on the pads of his fingers.  

“B-babe?” he says stiltedly, calling your attention, “Can I… can I put it in your ass?”  Jungkook mostly looks wrecked, wet strands of hair clinging to his forehead, but when he makes that hesitant, stuttered request you see a flicker of embarrassment in his face.  You immediately kiss it away, using that little bit of time to decide, and when you pull away you’ve already come to the conclusion that there’s nothing you’d like more, even if the thought of it does make you a little nervous.  You and Jungkook have done all your other first together - you might as well do this one too.  

Smiling reassuring you slowly lift yourself off of his fingers and his cock, holding it at the base whilst you reposition your hips so that the swollen head is nudging at your other hole instead.  Slowly, ever so slowly, you start to let your weight go, sinking onto him at a pace that’s agonising.  It burns, you can’t pretend it doesn’t, but as much as it hurts you can’t help but love it at the same time, watching the way Jungkook’s face is screwed up in pleasure, his head tossed back on the pillow as he feels you clench around him.  Once he’s finally sheathed inside you you’re out of breath, panting, running your hands over his sweaty abs to keep yourself steady, and just as you’re about to start moving Jungkook grabs your hips to keep you still.

“Babe, don’t, not yet.  It feels too good; I’m gonna cum if you move.”  

Originally posted by mayfifolle