from out of the blue

Inopportune Moments pt. 2

Requested by  @superlipz here is part 2!

A/N: Explicit language, smut, explicit gifs

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Part One

Past all the storyboard and yada yada….You woke up in a different room with a silky, gold nightgown that barely passed your thighs. Peter was still knocked out from the gas. He wore nothing but blue jeans. You used a claw to push a pressure point, jolting Peter from his rest.
He held the spot you scratched and looked around the room frantically.
“Calm down. It’s just us”
A crackle in the room let them know that they weren’t.
“The two of you have done a tremendous job. However, it’s not enough”
“What do you want?!” Peter roared.
“The same as I did before. Your body fluids. Present them to me in three hours or suffer the consequences”
His eyes began to glow and his fangs were revealed, his chest apparent with anger as it heaved up and down.
A surge of emotions came over you and you couldn’t take it anymore.
Why was this strange person doing this?
What could he possibly want from you and Peter having sex?
Tears streamed down your cheeks, your body instinctively trying to cover itself up.
Peter stopped his ranting when he looked over to see you crying.
He sighed as he had the urge to stop you.
“Hey, d-don’t cry. It’s just the same as before”
“If it was we wouldn’t be here still”
“I know, let’s do what he wants and get the hell out of here”
“No? What do you mean no? He’ll kill us if we—”
“I don’t want to do what he wants. I wanna do what I want”
“And what is that?”
“I want you to eat me”
“Careful Kitty, you sure you want to go there?”
“Shut up and do it”

You moved onto the bed until you were comfortably placed, your back on top of soft sheets, your head on fluffy pillows.
Peter ran his hands up your legs, leading up to your thigh where he paid his lips special attention to.
Just between them, he ogled his target and remembered what he needed to do: make her cum.
He got a better sniff of her delectable juices by nuzzling his nose into her entrance then brushing up against her needy clit.
You bucked against him and opened your mouth to release a gasp.
“You want me to eat you, is that right?”
His tongue flicked the clit in a teasing manner, making her squirm underneath him.
Finally, his mouth formed an O to suction her clit.

It was a lot rougher than you thought it would but you didn’t care as long as he was pleasing you.
Peter let go of your clit with a soft popping sound and removed the cotton panties to reveal a sopping wet mess.
Your scent overflooded his senses.
He could feel himself trying to break out of his skin and jump into yours.
Like a good boy, Peter lapped up your juices, dipping his tongue into your entrance deeper until it couldn’t stretch any longer.
His fingers separated your folds to expose your clit to the cold air.
“Oh, my… Right there, please don’t stop Master”
Peter used his nose to tease your clit while he dove into your center.
Forget the fact that he didn’t pump his fingers in you, his tongue was so masterful that it rubbed against unknown ridges embedded in your tight walls.
A warm sensation in your lower abdomen caused you to go into a burgeoning frenzy.
Peter listened to you well, he didn’t stop even when you locked him between your thighs to increase the pleasure.
You hyperventilated as a powerful orgasm ripped through your body.

He didn’t bother to wipe the juices off his chin as he crawled in between your legs and kissed you fervently, cushioning his throbbing erection against your heat.
If it wasn’t for the time restraint, the two of you would have carried on exploring every crevice and corner of each other’s mouths.
You reached down to unbuckle his jeans, reaching to stroke his long and hard length.
Peter moaned into your mouth, appreciating the way you touched him.
“We don’t have much time, you know”
“So what are we waiting for?” Peter smirked.
He pulled off the pants and positioned himself between your legs but you stopped him.
“I want to be on top”
“There’s no way I’m letting you top”
“Drop your pride, you said it yourself, he’ll kill us if we don’t —”
“Fine, just stop talking!”
Peter rolled off and waited until you climbed on.
He crossed his arms and made a frown.
“Get over it, grumpy”
You grabbed his cock and centered it to your entrance.
The tip snuggled itself inside while you leaned down to kiss his neck.
Just as his chest exhaled, you sank yourself down, filling up with every inch of his cock until your lips kissed his pelvis.
Both of you moaned in pleasure, the feeling more incredible in this position.
Preferring not to start off slow, you bounced up and down, your chest bouncing up and down. He gripped them, rolling your sensitive buds in-between his fingers.

“Fuck, this feels so damn good”
After gathering enough breath, you managed to speak, “I know”
Peter closed his eyes, thrashing underneath as he could feel his cock deeply embedded in your warm, wet, pussy.
Your walls squeezing him in a way he never thought was possible.
You shifted then began to rock your pelvis against him, rubbing your clit against the base of his cock.
Wanting Peter to feel as good as you did, you reached behind and took his balls in one hand, massaging them.
He bucked his hips forward, slamming right into your G-spot.

The both of you became a moaning mess, the room heating up to the warm bodies constantly pressing against each other.
Peter flipped you over just before you could climax, plowing into your oversensitive sex.

You screamed as your walls squeezed Peter and his steady pace made it feel like something out of this world.
Peter’s eyes glowed and his transformation was uncontrollable, he dug his claws into your side and increased his speed to something inhuman.
The pain should’ve stopped the pleasure but it just amplified everything.
You could feel another orgasm peaking, your body shaking in excitement.
Peter buried his head in the crook of your neck, his breathing uneven.
“I love you so fucking much”
In the heat of the moment, your mind mimicked his words, “I love you too”
Seconds later, the two of you burst into powerful contractions, your body milking his hot seed.
He kissed you until the both of you came down.

Minutes had to have passed when you were entangled in his body, your head on his chest and him rubbing your back.
“Did you mean it?”
Before he could answer, the door opened, the seal broken.
“You may leave, I have more than what is required for the summoning”
“The summoning?”
“Let’s leave while we got the chance”

You both exited the house and said goodbye.
While you were out of earshot, Peter whispered to himself,
“I do”

I really love the idea of Altean!Lance especially when paired with BoM-suit-Galra!Keith yes hello sign me the fuck up but I think I prefer him with his normal hair colour rather than white.

Mermaids have a special ability. Through touch, they can erase memories of themselves from that person as a way of defense and a method of keeping safe.

Did I say this au would be fluff only? whoops.

When I saw Shiemi’s room design in the recent manga chapters I died.

The Mediterranean. Sleep again, and at last the pink vin rose light of dawn along the back of the hills in a strange country. Red earth, orange tiled villas in yellow and peach and aqua, and the blast, the blue blast of the sea on the right. The Cote d'Azur. A new country, a new year: spiked with green explosions of palms, cacti sprouting vegetable octopuses with spiky tentacles, and the red sun rising like the eye of God out of a screaming blue sea.
—  Excerpt from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“It is true that I have the habit of being always right - but I do not boast of it.”
– Hercule Poirot

SALTWATER SCHOOL:  Casting a Circle for Beginners

Originally posted by thewitchystuff

Witchlings and Baby Witches, gather ‘round to learn how to cast a simple Circle.  You may be wondering, “Why do we cast Circles?” and that can be easily answered!  Most of the time, we cast Circles to create a sacred space where our spellwork and rituals can be conducted.  There are other various reasons, but you can discover that with time, research, and practice.  For this lesson, we are going to focus on creating that sacred space for you.


**Circles can be cast alone or with others.  If you are participating with other witches, you may want to print them off a “script” of what will be said and done that way everyone can participate.  Change “I” in the script to “we”, “me” to “us”, and so on and so forth.

**Circles can be cast indoors and outdoors.  However, I do caution you not to cast Circles without getting the permission of the person who owns said space, home, property, etc.  

**You can decorate and dress up for your Circle casting.  Using the appropriate colors, plants, stones, and meaningful objects can aid in powering your Circle.  This, however, is not necessary.

**Decide in advance what will be done in the Circle.  Make a plan of what you want to do inside your circle, whether it worship, prayer, spellwork, or meditation.  Don’t feel rushed and take your time.  

**Music may be used to accompany the Circle casting and rituals.  I typically choose songs that don’t have words.  (I get distracted easily by music.)

**Feel free to customize these words and tailor them to fit your own practices.  You can substitute “walls and floors” with “foliage, stones, and ground” if you are casting outside.  Names for Gods and Goddesses may be used in place of “Lord and Lady.”

**There is no right way to cast a Circle.  There are many traditions that different witches use.  Find what you like, experiment and customize your circle casting ritual.

**NOTE**  This is just one example of how to cast a Circle (one I used when I was just starting out.)


Candles, incense, matches (or a lighter), representations of the four corners, decorations, an athame (ceremonial knife) or wand. 


1.  Ground and center, and then lay out where your Circle will be cast.  This doesn’t have to be physically marked, but I have seen people use cord, chalk, and candles.  (Note: using lit candles can be dangerous.  Please take precautions when doing this.  We don’t want anyone or anything getting hurt.)  I used to create a small altar at the direction North with representations of the four elements.

2.  Light incense and candles, and make your announcement:  The Circle is about to be cast and I freely stand within to greet my Lady and my Lord.

3.  Take one candle in hand and begin walking the Circle.  Here, we are acknowledging the Four Quarters (North, South, East, and West.)  We will stop at each direction and call out the corresponding greeting found below.  For this, we will walk deosil around our Circle.  To move deosil is to move in a clockwise (or sunwise) direction.  Once you have finished acknowledging the directions, return to North.

–North:  I call upon Light and Earth at the North to illuminate and strengthen the Circle.
–East:  I call upon Light and Air at the East to illuminate and enliven the Circle.
–South:  I call upon Light and Fire at the South to illuminate and warm the Circle.
–West:  I call upon Light and Water at the South to illuminate and cleanse the Circle.

4.  Return the candle to its rightful place and raise the athame or wand into your hand facing North.  Call out:  I draw this Circle in the Presence of the Lady and the Lord that They may aid and bless me in my work.

5.  Lower the athame or wand and walk deosil once more around the Circle, envisioning a blue light shoot out from the Circle’s boundary.  Call out:  This is the boundary of the Circle, around me, through walls and floors, above me and below me as a sphere is the Circle cast and consecrated to the Lady and the Lord that They may work with and through Their child, (your name/Craft Name).  This Circle is charged by the power of the Ancient Ones!  Only love shall enter and leave.

Begin your ritual, spellcasting, meditation, or any other word you wish inside the Circle.  Within it, you will be protected.  However, a word of caution: if you are a witchling, make sure you do not over exert yourself inside the Circle.  Casting any magic can make anyone grow weary or tired, so be aware of how much energy you are expending.  Like any magic, it takes time and practice.  When you have finished your work, you will open your Circle.


6.  Take the athame or wand in hand both hands facing North.  Call out:  Lord and Lady, I have been blessed by Your sharing this time with me; watching and guarding me; guiding me here and in all things.  I came in love and I depart in love.

7.  Raise the athame or wand high in the air in salute.  Call out:  Love is the Law and Love is the Bond.  Merry did I meet, merry do I part, and merry will I meet again.  The Circle is cleansed.

8.  Kiss the flat of the blade or the tip of the wand.  Here, we will bid farewell to the Quarters and move widdershins.  Widdershins, which can be spelled withershins, widershins, widderschynnes, appears to come from German and Lowland Scottish. In German, widersinning means “against the senses”, that is “not the usual”, or “against the grain.”  For our purposes, it means to move counter-clockwise.  So, we will go from North to West, South, and East.  As you move, this would be the time to blow out candles if they are how you laid out your Circle.  Once you have finished saying goodbye to the Quarters, return North.

–Depart in peace, Elemental Earth.  My blessings take with you!
–Depart in peace, Elemental Water.  My blessings take with you!
–Depart in peace, Elemental Fire.  My blessings take with you!
–Depart in peace, Elemental Air.  My blessings take with you!

9.  Raise your arms into the air with athame or wand in hand.  Call out:  Beings and powers of the visible and invisible, depart in peace!  You aid in my work, whisper in my mind, and bless me from the Otherworld.  Let there ever be harmony between us.  My blessings take with you.  The Circle is cleared!

10.  Take the athame or wand in hand, and move widdershins once more around the Circle, calling out:  The Circle is open yet the Circle remains as its magical power is drawn back into me.  The Circle has been cleared.  My ritual has ended.

11.  Place athame or wand aside, and take a seat on the floor (you may also lie on your back.)  Close your eyes and focus on grounding excess energy by touching your palms to the floor.  Let the magic in the room (or outdoors) disperse and settle.  Take a few deep breaths, open your eyes, and begin cleaning up your space.

I hope all of you find this helpful.  Again, Circle casting can be completely tailored and customized for your needs, and you don’t have to cast one this way.  It is meant to be a resource for those just starting out.  If you have any questions, you can reach me via ASK or by messaging me.

Blessings, little ones!

Other lessons in the Saltwater School series:  Making Your Own Tarot Workbook

Seaside Lessons

“Those are called Ironshell Crabs. I’ve read that cooking them into dishes can strengthen the body’s durability!”

“Is that so? Hylians certainly are a resourceful bunch. Still, I’d rather have my hardiness built in; not many enemies will let you take a snack break before battle, Princess.”

Holy crap there’s like 2k of you dorks following me now! Hope you like Zelda and Urbosa, cuz to celebrate after the cut I have both of these seperated into transparent stand alone images~ (Well, Urbosa’s alone - Zelda’s having a nice convo with the crab~). Love ya’ll!

PS: I love these designs but MY GOD SO MANY DETAILS EVERYWHERE!

Edit: Going to edit the backround colors later today probably~ keep looking at it and its just a bit off from what I want~ Done! more blue now to balance things out~

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hugealienpie  asked:

I see prompts are open yay! Please tell me all about Ford finding out about Bitty and Jack.

Ooh, this is interesting, because I don’t feel like it’d be an announcement, but just something Ford finds out when Jack visits or the like. I mean, it could go the other way, like Lardo could be, “heads up, Bitty’s dating our ex-captain” and Ford would be like, “okay? why are you telling me?” (She’s a theatre background, what is a Bad Bob to her?) I think she’d be pretty chill with it, and coming from theatre, like being gay is not an issue, esp in college (and even at the professional level) and esp if we go with the oft reblogged “Ford is gay” headcanon.

But here is a small fic that is only half based on the above…

Ford double checks the dozens of pages Lardo has given her for the upcoming roadie. She thought dealing with dressing room allocation was hard (and it is, one hundred percent) but figuring out room allocations is somehow worse, particularly when she’s new, and hockey players are more superstitious than the girl who played Johanna in Sweeney.

“So, who was it I’m meant to pair Oliver with?” Ford asks, grabbing for the red pen she’d stuck into her bun earlier. She comes out with a green one. It’ll do.

“Wicks. But really, he’d be fine with any of the guys in his year.”

Ford makes a note on one of the pages. “Okay, then I think I’m–Oh, shit.”

“What is it?” Lardo looks up from her sketchbook.

Ford double checks through all her sheets before she says anything. She’s not worrying, because there’s no time for that, she’s just already hating the amount of extra work she’ll need to do to fix things.

“I’ve left Eric, um, Bitty,” Ford corrects herself, still getting used to hockey nicknames, “off the rooming list.”

“Oh, that. Nah, you’re good.” Lardo goes back to her drawing. “He stays with his boyfriend when we’re playing up there.”

“Boyfriend?” Ford double-checks.

“Yeah. He’s in Providence. And he’ll drive Bitty to the games and practices and stuff. Should’ve emailed you that. My bad.”

“That’s fine.” Ford grabs another pen from her hair, forgetting she already has one in front of her. It’s red this time. “Just thought I was going to have to redo an entire afternoon’s worth of work.”

“Right,” Lardo says. “I can see why the minor freak out.”

“Excuse you, I did not freak out.” It’s half a lie. Ford has so many notes on these sheets, but she’s not freaking out, she’s managing. It’s all part of it.

Lardo looks up and smiles at her. “Knew you’d be fine at this.”

Ford takes the compliment with a gracious nod, and goes back to ticking off the rooming list against the team names. All accept Eric.

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Langst Fic Idea!

- Sheith is alive and strong

- cue insecure Lance. You know that original story of the little mermaid where each step she took was like a thousand pinpricks of sharp needles on her feet, and she danced and danced all night long, ignoring the pain because she was dancing with her prince, and to turn herself into sea foam instead of killing her prince in exchange for her tail back? Yeah, that was totally Lance.

- he jokes around, making everybody laugh, annoys the hell out of Pidge and Keith… he becomes the Lance that the team needed. Not a sharp shooter. Not a capable fighter. Not a strategist. Not a good pilot. Not a person destined to be a defender of the universe. No, Lance became the jester. He became the person that changes the atmosphere when it was too serious or overbearing through ridicule and self deprication hidden beneath a clown mask.

- he convinced himself that that was his role to play and he was good at it. ‘Smile, Lance. The team needs an emotional punching bag and you got the short straw so suck it up.’ He says to himself when they’re in the common room and everyone paired up: Keith and Shiro all curled up in the sofa, whispering things to each other only they can hear; Hunk and Pidge huddled up in one corner tinkering and discussing robotics and the necessary code needed to make the thing work; Allura and Coran discussing diplomatic and trade advantages of the planet they will be visiting. And where was Lance, you ask? He was there, standing in one corner of the room wondering where he’ll sit. Just like high school all over again, oh where should the foreign student sit? The couple’s table? The nerd table? The class president’s table?

- They were about to land on the planet’s surface when they saw hundreds upon hundreds of Galra ships already waiting for them.

- They couldn’t form Voltron so close to the planet’s atmosphere for there may be collateral damage. So the Lions tried to lure the Galra ships away from the planet but it didn’t work. The Galra won this fight, thought Lance as he tried to clear an escape for the other paladins.

- But Shiro didn’t give up. He fought and he fought until he was surrounded by Galran forces. Shiro was caught and Keith screamed as his heart broke into a million pieces.

-Lance was the one who brought back the Black Lion but was unsuccessful to retrieve Shiro.

- The team was a mess, and Lance was there to take the punches. They blamed him for not fighting hard enough, for not making a clear exit for them, for not bringing Shiro back, for not taking the mission seriously… he took it all in.

- But despite everything, Lance was there to comfort his friends. He helped Pidge in completing her prototype, helped Hunk figure out the mechanics of Pidge’s invention, helped Coran in the castle’s maintenance, helped Allura broaden her search parameters, and lastly helped Keith mend his broken heart.

- He felt sick taking advantage of an emotionally vulnerable Keith but he was emotionally beaten too. Keith sought Lance’s humor to take some of the pain away and Lance was happy to oblige.

- Small touches turned to hugs and cuddles. Pecks on the cheeks turned to hot make out sessions, and eventually turned to sex. Lance indulged himself to enjoy these moments with Keith despite the Little Mermaid in him.

- But it didn’t las long.

- One night, after they cleaned up, Keith refused Lance to cuddle him. They sat on opposite sides of the bed and Keith decided to stop whatever they were doing. That Keith’s conscience can’t take it anymore, that he still firmly loved Shiro, and that he thought Lance could take Shiro’s place. He confessed that he sometimes- if not all the time- imagined Lance as Shiro and that he couldn’t so it anymore.

- To be honest, Lance already expected this but he didn’t know that it would hurt this bad. He allowed himself to feel love and gave love more than he should. He should know by now that it would bite him in the ass someday…

-Lance’s heart was beyond repair, so broken that the jagged little pieces no longer fit. He failed in making a clear exit, he failed as a Paladin, and he failed to make Keith happy.

- Lance snuck out that night, grabbing rations from the kitchen and said goodbye to Blue before buckling himself down in one of the fighter jets in the hangar.

- When they woke up the next day, Lance was gone. They checked the cameras and saw Lance take off into the night.

- They were now searching for two paladins of Voltron. They later found out what Lance did to the team’s dynamic, that without him the room is just cold and lonely…

- Days turned to weeks, turned to months, and still no Lance or Shiro.

- it was on day 253 when one beat up space ship crash landed on the castle’s hangar and there emerged Lance…

- he was bleeding profusely on one leg, limping as he shouldered most of Shiro’s weight who was equally as wounded. They were both battered and bruised, all violet, blue and broken bones. It was no mystery that Keith was the first one on the hangar, the first to rush towards them… and it was definitely not a mystery that Keith rushed to Shiro’s side.

- They were escorted back to the castle, but between the crying and the worrying, Lance was able to stealthily slip out of their grasps and limped his way to another fighter jet.

- when they were back in the castle ship, they noticed that Lance wasn’t there. They looked and looked and then realized that Lance flew a fighter het alone, heavily injured, and they have no clue as to why.

- Little do they know that he was captured by the Galra too… that after months of torture and illusions, Lance finally made a deal with Haggar: to let him deliver Shiro to the castle ship and in exchange, take Shiro’s place as their prisoner. Lance thought that it was a good idea for his friends needed Shiro. They needed a leader not a jester.

whew… i was feeling a little down and needed an outlet. Sorry for the Langst?

I made a part 2 and a part 3!

That time Rasa bonded with Daveth. (part 1) (part 2)

Cuphead (red guy) and Mugman (blue guy) from bab:tqftim


can shoot lasers out of their fingers (yu yu hakusho much?)

both very stupid (cuphead is slightly smarter then mugman, but both of them are still idiots)

both have a serious gambling problem

  • bab:tqftim/ me
  • cuphead and mugman/ studio MDHR

Kaiba thinks his dragons are better than Yami’s dragons. They aren’t allowed to play with each other :( The Blue Eyes fam is really curious though.

In a world where Yami missed the boat to spirit land (more like something went wrong but nvm) and he gets his own body I would imagine he would try to separate his and Yugi’s identities.  I feel that he’d be a bit more conservative than Yugi and also wouldn’t wear a billion belts. more on this when I finish something just for this topic. Main point is for this picture, i couldn’t deside weather he looked better with  or not so here’s both versions