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This bedroom may claim to be the world’s most stunning room. It is equipped with a glass floor that allows you to enjoy the incredible beauty of the tropical underwater world. The bedroom is located in the house “Udang House” (or Shrimp House), which is part of a luxury resort “Bambu Indah”, on the island of Bali. This astounding bedroom has tempered glass floor panels, which reveal a stunning and magical underwater panorama of the fresh shrimp pond that the house is situated above. This room is filled with all sorts of plants, fish and crustaceans. Rustic decor of the house is completed with all the modern comforts, including the availability of air conditioning and wireless Internet access. This underwater bedroom is an excellent combination of ecology and luxury.

  • caesar's death in the anime: beautiful pacing, fantastic use of both colour and music, raw emotion weaved into every second of the scene through various flashbacks and caesar's anguished yet powerful tone, hits hard and doesn't hold back.
  • caesar's death in the manga: three pages of a bleeding man crawling around on the floor and monologuing between panels of wham staring uncomfortably onward.
I Like You [Min Yoongi]

Warning: Contains smut. Do not read if you are underage.

A/N: This is very, very long. Grab a coffee, sit back and enjoy. Thank you to @katythekitty for your suggestions with the plot. I guess in a way this is kind of your requests? Idk. 


‘Y/n?’ Yoongi’s voice questions softly as you stretch across the floor of the dorm, arms reaching above your head to get into that tight spot in your lower back. His foot pokes out from his position on the low couch, gently nudging your thigh to roll you slightly on your side.

‘Mmm?’ You respond, the sleepy tone in your voice giving away the true nature of your state. The few cans of beer were sitting heavily in your stomach, a beverage that since your college days had always had you yawning before the night was over. Lazily, you flop on your side, scooting across the wooden panelled floors.

‘I was just checking you were still awake. It’s 2am and the movie finished. Want me to flag a taxi for you?’ You let out a slow whine, body wrapping around his feet to clutch his ankles tightly.

‘Why, you don’t want to hang out with me?,’ You pout, clinging to his legs like a small, fluffy koala. You could almost feel his body tense under your touch, an audible breath hissing through his teeth as your arms claw their way up his black denim jeans. ‘C’mon, Yoongyoong. I thought we were having fun. We are only two movies into this Harry Potter marathon… We’ve still got another 6 to go. Where’s your stamina?’ Your hands reach up to tickle behind his knees, before sitting upwards to envelop the entire lower half of his leg into a hug.

‘Fuck… you’re weird.’ His face was still flat, expression blank as he watches you crawl your way up his body, coming to sit comfortably next to him, lounging into the comfort of the soft black fabric of the long hoodie he had chosen to wear. Instinctively, your hands wrap around his waist, head placing itself in the crook between his shoulder and arm.

‘You love it, though, right?’ It takes a second, his body heaving with a deep sigh - the air of which dusts lightly across the crown of your head - before you feel his arm drop, grasping your shoulder and pulling you a little closer to him.

‘Not really.’ He responds just as flatly, a flicker of a smile lacing across his face so briefly you you wouldn’t have seen it if you weren’t trained in finding it. It’s the only evidence you have of what he was really saying.

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the other day i dreamed that i was summoning in a gymnasium when a stranger in a trench coat told me he could get ike for a mere 20 buck commission fee, this was a Once in a Lifetime Deal, he said. when i slipped trenchcoat man the dough, ike burst out of the polished wood panelled floors in full armour like some unholy deity of tattered capes, at which point i woke up with a pillow full of grateful tears and no ike in sight.
   i still have my 20 dollars, so trench coat man, if you’re still out there,

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“Anon: For the drawings thingy, Panther!Carmilla wrapped around Laura as she sleeps on the floor? Also, your art is really freaking awesome and has been an inspiration, thank you for sharing them!”

Shinsou AU: You were Born to be a Villain

    “This was a waste of my time.” Shinsou sat down onto the bench with a deep sigh. The mall was buzzing with people, from every store to every cafe. “The hero course attract a crap ton of people, that’s for sure.” he looked over to the right seeing the stage set up at the far end off the first floor with colorful lights and massive speakers. The yearly “Meet the Heroes” was taking place, where many of the U.A. students met with their first gen fans. Something to also let the students taste the reality of being a celebrity.

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My roommates and I were rewatching A New Hope a few years ago, and when Vader says “I sense something, a presence I haven’t felt since…”, someone asked why he just walked off.

Of course, the immediate response was “he sensed sand and ran away!”, but it was a good question. If he suddenly sensed Obi-Wan and this was the only ship that had shown up in the past five minutes, why didn’t he just tear the whole ship apart?

I finally realized the answer:

He wanted to be dramatic.

Darth Vader had dreamed, for years, of meeting Obi-Wan Kenobi again. He had envisioned their meeting, their duel, their final battle, the rematch of the millennium…and he would bury himself in a giant sandbox before he allowed that meeting to open with him lifting the floor panel off a freighter. 

So he stormed out, eagerly told Tarkin about this to help him maintain some level of patience, counted for ten minutes (the minimum amount of time it would take Obi-Wan to disable the tractor beam), and then walked into the hallway outside the ship and turned on his lightsaber.

When Obi-Wan appeared at the end of the corridor, it was everything Vader had ever dreamed.

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ORPHAN BLACK: THE GAME

BRIEF

Orphan Black: The Game, is a turn-based adventure puzzle game based on the hit television series Orphan Black, which chronicles the mystery surrounding a sisterhood (or a sestrahood) of clones who find themselves part of a global conspiracy pushing the boundaries of experimental science technology and ethics in human cloning.

Players guide their favourite clones through a series of challenging puzzles set in the Orphan Black world as they work together to relive elements of the TV show as told through a fever dream.

HISTORY

The producers and creators of the show have always had a strong desire to create a game based on their world wide hit property. In 2014 the stars aligned and Boat Rocker started putting together an in-house team of designers, artists and developers with and eye towards creating a game based on the show. They earned their stripes working on several apps and games for their Other TV shows and in 2016 began production on the Orphan Black Game. Orphan Black : The Game Is a Retelling of pivotal events from the show in the form of fever dream worlds. Players will navigate through the mind of several clone sisters and play through over 100 rooms and puzzles to unlock the mysteries and stories from the hit TV show Orphan Black.

Play as Sarah, Cosima, Alison, Helena, Rachel, Beth, MK, Katja, Tony, Krystal

Evade nightmare versions of enemies that Sarah and her sisters have encountered in the show
Third Person Isometric game style
Play 10 worlds with over 100 rooms with puzzles and traps
Trigger Traps, Sliding floor panels, laser doors to evade or dispatch enemies
Earn hints to guide you through the correct path by effectively clearning levels in as few steps as possible

SEX TAPE

Warnings: Smut, Swearing

Request: could you please do an imagine where justin and y/n went for jog on the mountains in cali and when they reached to the top in a private space justin fucked y/n against some tree or whatever but a pap saw them and recorded it while y/n and justin never knew. and when y/n and justin are done fucking they went home and saw it on the media of fucking etccc.. you do the rest 😊 LOLOL IK THIS IS A STUPID IDEA😂😂😂

Its unedited so excuse any mistakes. And sorry for the wait, but im back Bitches!

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The padding and crunching of our feet atop the layers of gravel that littered the familiar trail, accompanied by the early morning birds singing a sweet melody was just as sweet as candy to a child. It was a sugar rush. 

But in compose to a sugar rush for a child, it was adrenaline rush for myself.

The sunlight seemed to dance during this early spring morning. To weave and frolic with tongues of fire between the blades of grass. This morning, the yellow light was calming. The suns rays diffused softly through the gray curtains of clouds with a shrouded light that never failed to illuminate. High up in the treetops, the leaves swayed, but on the ground, the grass was silent, limp and unmoving.

The hilltop approached fast, and with the last few steps completed, a large and triumphant breath was released through my dry and scratchy mouth, so desperate for a sip of water.

“That was a good run.” 

The voice was so sweet to my ears, but so sudden after the hour period of silent running. My eyes trailed towards the figure besides me with a smile, as I walked forward, snatching the bottle half full from his hands. 

“Yeah, for you.” I scoffed. “I was struggling half the time considering you hogged the water.”

Justin’s smirk was undeniably attractive, his sweaty physic only making the sight so much as a delicacy to look at.

“Thirsty much?” Justin commented sarcastically but the hint of lust was hard to miss.

“Only for you baby.” I replied with a wink before gulping down a large amount of the water bottle.

It was silent from then on out, the early morning breeze brushing past the both of us - whipping through the green blades and blossoming leaves around us.

Justin was the first to act upon our setting, stepping forward on top of the breezy mountain until the entire veiw of LA stood in front of him, me following close behind. 

A sigh of delight was forced from Justin, molding a cloud of smoke to appear, re-creating the once invisible air into a smoggy form. His eyes danced around the city with the glare of the sun reflecting against his orbs - leaving his eyes in a beautiful bright honey colour. 

He may not be beautiful to himself, but to me, he was just perfect

His once distracted eyes finally caught sight of mine, furrowing in at the eyebrows as his mouth morphed a form of questioning. “What?” He wandered. 

“Nothing.” I replied breathlessly, “Just reminding myself of all the reasons I fell in love with you.” 

“Oh yeah?” He smiled. “Well keep trying, you might be here a while.” 

The lack of self confidence in his tone had a frown settling across my face as I peered up the handsome boy in astonishment. “Well, It really isn’t that hard. All I had to do was stare at your eyes for a couple of seconds.” 

It was silent for only a second, before I stepped forward, my gaze fully meeting his as we turned to face each other. “You really are perfect to me. You know that?” 

“I’m not perfect, but I don’t find it hard to believe you find me perfect, cause I think your perfect aswell.” 

This had me smiling like an idiot as we both leaned forward, capturing each others lips in a smile set with love and passion, soon falling into one of love and need.

I don’t know if its just me, but recently, I’ve been needing Justin a lot more desperately then usual. It had to be something hormonal, but whatever it was, it was driving me crazy. 

The kiss came to an end, leaving my slightly chapped lips pleading for justin’s as the cold air rushed of the swelling aftermath of the kiss. A whimper so slight but noticeable involuntarily rumbling from my throat. I wanted him so bad, and all it took was a kiss. 

“I want you so bad.” It escaped as a whisper, appearing shaky and unstable, as if talking to loud would leave me trembling at the knees. 

His eyes widened at my tone, obviously slightly dumbfounded at my sudden change in mood.

“Woah. It’s like we haven’t had sex in months, you’re really desperate right now baby girl.” Justin commented, almost in worry.

His voice had me pooling in my panties. This was not natural - nor healthy. All the boy did was talk.

“I know.” I whimpered. “I think its my birth control pills. There making me hormonal. But baby - I need you.”

In this moment, I could of sworn a flash of some sort was seen, but after a quick glance around, nothing was seen, and I had just passed it up as a reflection from the many car mirrors to far for the eye to see.

Justin’s frown of worry fell into a smirk, his face lighting up with smug lust “Well, happy girls are the prettiest girls. And I’m gonna make you elated babygirl.” 

His words hadn’t even comprehended through my mind before my back had made contact with the nearest tree. His hands trailed throughout my entire body, ravaging the skin beneath my shirt slyly.

His hands left heat in its trail, even with the morning breeze. It was magic against me, magic that was too addicting to wait on. His lips began attacking the delicate skin by neck, nipping and sucking on the tender flesh by ear and down my collar bone. He knew all the places that had me weak in the knees, and once realising he effect he had on me, hoisted me into his arms, supporting my legs as I wrapped them around his waist.

One by one, our sweaty clothes had found there way to the floor, until we were both left in nothing but each others arms, grinding our hips against one another. 

My wetness had his dick hard and his hard had my pussy wet. It was a cycle influenced by one another. Never ending.

His teasing had me moaning under his gaze, eyes dark and pure with lust, as I imagined his now buzz cut once long, and how messy it would be right now from my fingers. I wish he hadn’t shaved it, but either way he was hot. Hot enough to have me begging on my knees after a simple kiss.

“Stop teasing and just fuck me already!” I hissed.

My hips grinded against his in hopes that he would notice how much I needed him. He hissed, and in a sudden second, he had tightened his grip on my thighs and pressed me harder against the tree. The bark scraped and scratched down my back, leaving me with a pleasurable pain. Was it weird I found this oddly sexy?

His nails dug in to the skin of my thigh, no doubt leaving marks for memories on either side of my legs as he leant forward to press his lips in the valley of my breasts, right atop my tattoo. His kisses trailed higher and higher until my lips were aligned with his own. 

My back arched a little towards him, leaving him with nothing but the contact of my skin and hardened nipples against him, the feeling leaving him groaning against me. Quickly, his eyes dashed around the area of the hiking trail, finding no one who found an interest at hiking this early in the morning before he attached his lips to my own, and slamming his unnaturally large dick inside me without warning. 




“We’re back from our hike!” Justin’s voice echoed throughout the marble flooring and crisp wall panels. The cluttering of keys being placed against the kitchen island bench, followed by the shuffling of shoes Justin and I had both removed from our feet as we entered the abnormally quiet house.

That’s when the noise began, the screeching and giggling of the two children I had come to love as my own emerging from the living room and towards the two of us. Jazzy made no hesitation to jump into Justin’s arms, as Jaxo stuck his hads out for me to pick him up, which I did graciously.

“Hey champ!” I smiled, tickling Jaxons stomach. 

Jaxon giggled, throwing his arms around my neck. “Hey Y/nic/N.”

It wasn’t until I glanced up that I spot Scooter sitting at the kitchen bench, his head in one hand and scrolling through a page on his macbook with the other. Pattie on the other hand stood in the kitchen, hand fumbling around with her lip as she slowly paced. Thats when I realised, 

Something was not right.

“Hey, are you alright?” I asked pattied, heading her way to run her back comfortingly.

Patties eyes flickered forward in recognition, as if just realising that I was here before a small smile played her lips, but not wide enough to reach her eyes. Sadly, the moment was short lived as her smile fell into one of sadness - or pity maybe? 

“Me? I’m fine. You? I think maybe you should sit down for a second.” 

“Huh?” 

“Both of you.” Scooter added, motioning towards the grand lounge.

Justin and I eyed each other suspiciously, both slowly making our way over towards the living room cautiously. Both Pattie and Scooter followed along, and once walking into the living room, found Jeremy seated on the single seater typing aggressively against his phone.

Carefully placing the two kids down, Justin I sat next to each other, eyeing the adult carefully as we waited an explanation. Scooter seemed scared, almost conflicted and choked up on what to say. Thats when I really knew this could not be good.

Scooter began, “Justin-…No….Y-Y/N…no. How do I say this? Well, guy’s-” 

“Look! The paps caught you guys having sex this morning!” Jeremy yelled out from the corner. I hadn’t even thought he was paying attention to anything happening around him until now.

“Jeremy!” Pattie hissed, glancing towards the children. 

“Wait…What?” Justin questioned, shock rippling through every word.

“Sorry Justin. But you were reckless and someone had caught you two. It’s all over TMZ.” Pattie sighed. 

Justin’s once calm gaze morphed into one of panic, his body leaving the couch aggresively yelling “FUCK!” Loud enough for the kids to jump back from there game of rock paper scissors beside me.

“Calm down sweetie.” Pattie begged. Her eyes showed a form of motherly worry, but also slight fear causing me to shoot up and jump to the rescue. 

My arms flew around Justins body in comfort, feeling his shoulders shake in rage. I noticed everyone else glance around the room, nodding amongst each other before all exiting, taking the kids along with them, leaving Justins and I with a few minutes of privacy. 

“Justin,” I whispered against his body. “I’m so sorry.” 

Guilt had flustered my body at this point, and Justin had seemed to notice that. his gaze jumping up to look at me with his eyebrows furrowed in slight worry on my behalf. 

“No babygirl don’t be. This isn’t your fault.”

“Yeah but If I hadn’t started it this wouldnt have happened.” My eyes had filled with tears at this point.  

Justin immediately pulled me towards him, my face crashing into his chest as he hugged my head towards him. “Hey, hey. Stop. This was just as much me as it was you. I should have been more careful but there’s nothing we can do now.”

“I just wish we could go back and fix things. God I hate how nosy people are!” 

“It’s okay baby girl. Hey look at me.” My eyes trailed to his, ones with hope and reassurance that everything would be alright in the end. “Listen to me, shit happens that’s just what comes with being apart of my life but we’ll get through this together. okay?” 

I stood staring at the beauty in front of me, amazed how he can make me feel so secure in a time of insecurity especially after finding out half the world has seen me naked at this point.”Okay.” I agreed. 

His arms pulled me tighter against his chest, voice soft.

“Good.” He responded. “And beside, I wouldn’t want to go back and change it even if we could. That Sex was bomb.” 

My hand met his chest, a small clap made at the impact. 

“Alright, sorry.” He chuckled. “But it’s still true.”


Psst! Leave requests.

Am I like the only one who has imagined Lance finding Keith in the control room with that galaxy simulation thing open just trying to take it all in, searching for something, anything maybe nothing, to find Shiro. 

And Lance finally breaks the air and lets Keith know he’s there “Keith? What are you doing up, you should be resting-” but his voice trails off when he realizes Keith is crying. The indestructible boy finally collapses, sliding down to the floor against a control panel, voice breaking and tears falling he just barely stutters out “He’s gotta be here somewhere right? We gotta find him, Lance- we h-have to find him.” 

Lance just stands there at first not knowing whether or not Keith is okay with being comforted, but eventually, he decides to slink over and sit next to him, his arms scooping his friend nearly in his lap, “Yeah buddy we’ll find him, shhh, we’ll find him.” 

And none of the other paladins comment on finding them in the morning, and they definitely don’t comment on the evident tear tracks dried out on Keith’s face, however, everyone is silently more compliant and try not to be too harsh on him from there out. 

Like seriously am I the only one?