get at me i dare you

anonymous asked:

How would you make Todo react when he finally learns just what a huge, cruel joke that entire thing with Mido was? Do you think he would be furious with those kids he never knew? Or horrified? Or would he be hurting for Izuku above all? What would his first thought be? I imagine him gently cradling Mido's gorgeous face and then hugging the life out of him, and then giving him the sweetest kiss he's ever known. Your writing makes me think things, how dare you be this good.

(x)

Once he gets past the confusion he’d probably have a knee-jerk anger reaction on Izuku’s behalf. And he does voice his first thought in the fic: “Why would anyone joke about being in love with you?”

Because he’s completely gone for Izuku at this point, and those feelings (and Izuku himself) are incredibly important to him. So, the thought of someone turning that into a joke, to the point where expressions of love actually cause Izuku pain, is not only repulsive to him, but just plain doesn’t make any sense.

And knowing this, I think he’d put extra effort into showing Izuku that he is loved, and it’s not a joke. Of course, he’d show it in his own awkward, emotionally floundering way (he’s trying, okay, he’s bad at this but he’s trying) but the message gets across just fine.

anonymous asked:

Darling, your writing makes me fall deeper in hell hole for Ignis (and he's not even my fav! How dare!). You made him have this incredible gait whenever he so much as speaks to s/o and makes them stutter and blush. Can I have a scenario where s/o makes him blush instead and the boys are really shocked and decided to tease him for it. Dearest s/o would just smile and act innocent.

My love, you have only made me want to work harder for you.  Praise will get you everywhere in this world. Allow me the honor of assisting you with Ignis damnation.

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The highway zoomed by, as you sat opposite front seat of your boyfriend, your large sunglasses over your eyes, looking into the rearview mirror, seeing both Prompto and Noctis attempting to stay awake after pigging themselves out at the latest diner you had stopped at for lunch, while Gladiolus was reading his book, almost losing his fight with sleep as well.

“Are you certain you wouldn’t like to pull over for something other?” Ignis called, from the driver seat, resting a gloved hand on your own.

“I’ll be fine with just the salad I had, dear, no need to worry.”  You stated patting his hand with our own.

Ignis glanced toward you, before turning those green eyes back to the road, “It’s hard to believe you wouldn’t eat anything on the menu.”

You gasped, “Ignis, they had something on the menu called ‘Fried Soda’ and Gladio ate something called a ‘Butter cow.’”

You were rewarded by the large man belching in the backseat, “Excuse me.”

“I’m surprised he’s still standing, no offensive Gladio.” You tried to reason, “If I so much as touched that stuff, I would have broken out in a rush of pimples.”

Ignis chuckled, petting your hand, before pulling it back to the steering wheel, “My dear, you’ve become very picky as of late.”

“I would like to still fit my clothes by the end of this trip,if that is fine with you.” You explained, brushing your hair from your face, at the sharp wind blowing around the car.

Ignis let a small smile appear on his face, “You maybe, becoming more picky than Noct.”

“Hey!” The prince called offended in the backseat.

Ignis watched you pout softly in your seat, “Shall, I make a dinner for yourself and me, with a special dessert?”

You leaned over placing a hand on his thigh, lowering your sunglasses, fluttering your eyelashes before cooing, “Iggy baby, if you climbed on the table, I’d eat you for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a midnight snack.”

Ignis swerved off the road, quickly braking the car, his face turning a bright red, as turned to you, still leaning toward him. Making sure that your eyes locked with his green eyes, you rose your sunglasses back up, gave the thigh underneath your fingers a tight squeeze, a smile on your lips as you sat back in your seat, moving you hand back to your lap, the entire car silent.

“Whole,”

“Lee!”

“Fuck!”

Ignis groaned, the backseat was very much awake now, both Prompto and Noctis were caught in wails of “Oooo!”  while Gladiolus was guffawing so hard he had snorted twice. All of this accompanied by that stupid airhorn app.

“She got you, Iggy!”

“Smooth operator, Y/n.”

“Didn’t know you had it in you!

You never responded, allowing your poor tomato red boyfriend to deal with the loud men in the backseat, a small smile on your face, as you looked to the road before you. It was about time Ignis fell to you, as you often fell to that smooth tongue of his.

You know, I originally thought that if in my wildest of dreams, Alter actually made Sorey and Mikleo figures, I’d want them in kickass fighting poses, like what they did for Fate T. Harlaown or Black Heart. I thought that would be the best use of their amazing ability to capture the motion in a scene in still vinyl.

But no. They had a better idea instead and came out with this really simple scene of the two of them sitting on the ruined stones of some ancient civilization, Sorey with the Celestial Record in hand, wind gently blowing through their capes, while they give each other the fondest and most beautiful smiles I’ve ever seen on one of their figures.

And I am completely blown away by it, because just like how I thought Zestiria would be the game that could never exist, these two figures with that expression of pure love on their faces is something I thought I’d never get. Just the way they captured the motion of the wind with their capes and the feathers on Sorey’s cloak and earrings, the way the capes are just flowing … like shit, that’s the kind of motion I try to capture with words in my fics and pray I succeed with. And seeing them side by side basically looking at each other like that, excuse me while I jump off a cliff and into a massive ocean of feels because damn I can feel the love coming right off of both of them.

Saying this now, when the pictures of the painted prototypes come out, I’m pretty sure my reaction tags will be nothing but wheezing and incoherent screaming because I can’t remember the last time I was this excited over the release of a set of figures.

listen the one thing that really gets me mad is when people forget about frigga as an mcu lady. LIKE EXCUSE ME HOW DARE YOU FORGET THE QUEEN OF ASGARD. YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF. SHE RAISED TWO BOYS {and yeah one didn’t turn out to be the best BUT THAT ISN’T HER FAULT} ALSO SHE IS THE FUCKING QUEEN OF ASGARD AND SHE CAN KICK SERIOUS BUTT, AND SHE IS A BEAUTIFUL GODDESS. HOW DARE YOU FORGET HER. AND SHE WAS KILLED OFF FOR STUPD REASONS YET NO ONE SAID ANYTHING. NO ONE GOT ANGRY ABOUT HOW SHITTY SHE WAS TREATED BY THE WRITERS. HOW DARE YOU FORGET ALL THAT SHE DID IN THE MCU. HOW DARE YOU. 

anonymous asked:

(4 year old Terran anon back at it again) Excellent 😈 I live for toying with peoples' emotions through fluff ~ (Part 3 of the drama being when Peter meets her and goes "Wth they threaten to eat her but you get pissed for it?! You let me believe that for years!!" and Yondu just goes, "Well, it's a good thing Baby Girl's got Big Brother Peter to protect her. Right?" *shoots Peter a glare daring him to defy this not-so-subtle command*)

KEEP IT UP PLZ I NEED IT XD OMG JELLY PETER XD BUT THEN HE STARES AT HER FOR SO LONG HE ENDS UP AGREEING WITH YONDU REAL FAST

hey guys !! i need your opinion: what do you guys think of anonymous developing a point system wherein at the end of every month, the person with the most accumulated points gets a special prize ?? i don’t want the atmosphere here to be competitive ooc, so i’m considering the points can be kept private (or we can assign a number/symbol/letter to each character) and made available to the character upon request and the winner will be contacted privately by anonymous. points can be accumulated through completing dares and participating in group events, answering prompts, etc. i feel like it might make things more exciting and would also act as an incentive for activity, but of course, there might be downsides to it too ?? let me know what you think !!

The first time Damian gets kidnapped as Bruce Wayne's son

Thugs over video feed: “Okay man, just remember you have 24 hours to deliver the money or else the kid dies 

Bruce: "All right, but first I just want to talk to him please I need to know my little baby is okay *wipes away very convincing Fake Tear™* 

*camera pans to Damian, who’s tied to a chair but seems totally chill with the situation and even gives an evil grin when he sees Bruce* 

Bruce (yelling dramatically): "OH NO MY DARLING CHILD ARE YOU OKAY??”

Bruce (furiously whispering): “Don’t you dare hurt them do you hear me young man" 

"DID YOU GET BOO BOOS?? DO YOU HAVE ANY BROKEN BONES?? OH MY GOD DID THEY TOUCH YOU DID THEY STEAL YOUR INNOCENCE REMEMBER NO MEANS NO DAMIAN YOU NEED TO FIGHT BACK AND STAY STRONG UNTIL WE COME RESCUE YOU OKAY" 

"If you try to fight back at all I swear to god you’re grounded for a month when you get back" 

"WHAT KIND OF MONSTER COULD KIDNAP A CHILD YOU HEARTLESS FIENDS CAN’T YOU SEE HE’S JUST A BOY" 

"Please don’t kill them" 

anonymous asked:

Oh almighty napkin arm with googly eyes, I humble peregrin dare come forth with a request... could you make some character design breakdowns for some more realistic characters? Like your power ranger fanart? I tried to break them down on my own, but I'm not sure I did it that well... it's incredibly useful and interesting... Keep being awesome, and thanks for how you already helped me anyway!

Thanks for the patience, had to mull this one over. The more complex a design gets, the more difficult it is to break down. Basic character design tips may not be enough…so let’s delve into:

Character Design Tips Part 2!

Before we start, it’ll help to read my last character design post, where I laid out four concepts: shapes, silhouettes, colors, and inspiration. In this post, I aim to build on and rephrase these in a way that hopefully makes it easier to apply them. I’ll be drawing examples from my Power Rangers (2017) fanart to illustrate my points.

(Disclaimers:)

  • (Ideally, you should already be comfortable with drawing people. If not, look into figure drawing, gesture drawing, etc.)
  • (Whereas my previous tips were more tried and true, the tips here are more my own thoughts, so they may be half-formed.)
  • (Again, these are not rules. They’re just tips to add to your toolbox; the more tools you have, the more versatile you’ll become.)

Without further ado, let’s start!

Based off what we know about shapes, silhouettes, colors and inspiration, I want to cover: lines and angles, external and internal silhouettes, values, and references.

1. Shapes => Lines and Angles

Last time, I laid out three basic shapes:round, box, and triangle.

Problem: limiting yourself to these 3 shapes can be useful and fun for simpler designs, but they may be too simple or look out of place on more complex designs.

Solution: let’s go to the next level! Instead of shapes, shift your thinking to lines and angles!

Lines can be curved, straight, or diagonal.
Angles can range from obtuse to acute angles.
Follow your intuition: what feeling do you get from each line or angle?
If I follow my own intuition, I see that:

  • curved lines = natural, soft
  • straight lines = balanced, grounded
  • diagonal lines = off-balance, in motion
  • obtuse angles = broad, relaxed
  • right angles = rigid, unnatural
  • acute angles = slim, dynamic

If this sounds familiar, you’re right! It’s just the shapes all over again: 

  • curved lines make round shapes
  • straight lines with obtuse/right angles make boxy shapes
  • diagonal lines with acute angles make triangular shapes

But lo! Since we broke the shapes into their smaller components, it’s much more flexible! Now we can use lines and angles for more complex designs:

2. Silhouette => External and Internal Silhouettes

Last time, I explained the silhouette test: if you black out the figure, it should still be readable.

Problem: blacking out the figure only tests the outline of the design, i.e. the external silhouette. But what about the inside of the design?

Solution: block in the figure and test for the internal silhouette! 

If you want not just an interesting outline, but an interesting costume, block in the major components of your design to see if it has a readable internal silhouette. This test can help you avoid boring or cluttered costumes and makes your design stand out. If your internal silhouette is too empty, try adding props or designs. If it’s too busy, simplify it.


3. Colors => Values

Last time, I talked about the 60-30-10 and 70-30 rules for color.

Problem: those rules work on the assumption that you’re only using 2 to 3 colors. But what if I want to use more colors?

Solution: good news! The same idea applies if you split your palette into 3 major values: shadows, midtones, and highlights.

Balance your palette by converting your colors to grayscale and applying the 60-30-10 rule to the values. This is related to the idea of silhouettes; if you get a nice internal silhouette, you’ll probably end up with a nicely balanced set of palette values, and vice versa.

(Fun fact! You can split your palette in different ways. In a watercolor tutorial, Miyazaki splits the palette into bright, dark, black, green 1, green 2, blue 1, and blue 2.)

4. Inspiration => References

“Good artists copy, great artists steal!” -Picasso

Problem: Coming up with something 100% original is tedious and doesn’t always give great results. It saps the inspiration right out of you!

Solution: It’s a lot easier to steal ideas from references!

Note: don’t just copy, steal! Cherry-pick/massage the aspects of the reference you find the most appealing and work them into your design. Ditch anything that you don’t care about. Make it your own! Make it something you can put your own name on! Below is the reference image I used for my designs:

And below is my fanart:

That’s it for now! Thanks for reading! If you guys want to see any other topics, feel free to ask and I can try my hand at it.

If you want to see my previous character design tips, click here.
If you want to see the full-size Power Rangers fanart lineup, click here.
If you want to see other character designs I’ve done, click here.

ARMY REACT to BTS going to BBMAS:

THE TOO~ EXCITED:  

“OMG hold me and my horses MA BOYS are making history. KIM NAMJOON,KIM SEOKJIN, MIN … BTS BTS BTS ” (Probably a JHope fan)

Originally posted by yovibeispretty

THE TOO~ CHILL:

“It’s not that big of an award, don’t come cry at me if they get it handed to them during commercial break. *sigh* I am too cool *forever judging you*”

Originally posted by yoonmin

THE DREAMER:

 “Soon we will find in youtube ‘Bruno Mars reacting to BTS NotToday Fancam’. OH BOI, I can’t wait”

Originally posted by jxnhyungs

THE SCARED:

“What if they hate them? What if they get depressed and we go back to the run Era? What if we get new ARMYs who like them just for their faces?”

Originally posted by jihope

THE ONE WHO BLINKED:

Blink one second in this fandom and you miss an Era, 3 Vlives, 124435 selfie, 7 annoucements and more…So he/she is now like “I hope BTS will get invited” *Tweets invite BTS to the BBMAs #BTSBBMAS* 

Originally posted by namjoonholic

THE PROTECTOR:

“And if one sh*tty lil piece of foreign cr*p dares to even THINK of Boo-ing them. Tell them I HAVE A BOMB. And if they dare to run the inspector Armys will find them for me”

Originally posted by jenorise

THE EVENT PLANNER: 

“We need ARMYs to attend the event, also we are preparing banners, the fanchant can be downloaded in the link bellow. and let’s all wear blue to tell BTS that we are the sky they can fly in”.

Originally posted by jaayhope

THE SPECTATOR:

He thought it was keeping up with BTS. Mainly here for the drama and memes *Grabs popcorn*. “OMG Beliebers said that? And ARMY did what?”

Originally posted by jengkook

THE HIBERNATORIAL:

Too busy with life right now. Will appear once they win and act like he was here supporting them from day one.

Originally posted by kpoop

Which one are you? By @mimibtsghost

Dare | Jimin (M)


Fluff | Crack | Smut | Bff!Jimin | Policeman!Jimin

word count: 32.6k+

You and Jimin have been playing an ongoing game of dare since the fourth grade, the only thing off limits —much to his disappointment— was daring you to marry him.

A/N: i’m…. so.. ecstatic to be finished with this MONSTROSITY 


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listen i don’t hate genji okay

he deserves so much more than his player base and fucking creators give him

like@ god please give my japanese boy some credit god damn stop plaguing him with shit ships and too many burdens

my boi deserves to get a nice house with a healer bf and take a vacation 

ramen and vidya game nights with dva, music dates with lucio, meditation days and training with zenyatta, bird watching with satya maybe

bonding with mccree over blackwatch, sympathizing with gabe because he knows how bad overwatch can be

boy has so much potential to show a new side to asian men outside of the context of Celibate Monk Man, but instead, we get this stereotypical stock character, just as we have for fucking years and the ships that get pushed to the forefront by devs is the shittiest stock ship of them all.  Right up next to it is fucking shipping him with his brother.  not only is this an insult to the character, but it’s just not compelling.

DARES ੭  JUNGKOOK


Contains : bestfriend!jungkook, SMUT !  

Group : BTS  

Member : Jungkook/Jeon Jungkook

Words : + 2,7k

Summary : It started out innocent, little dares here and there to entertain each other. From a young age, you and Jungkook would give each other challenges, in order to see who was the bravest. But things get a little less innocent when your best friend dares you to give him a lap dance for his birthday.

Originally posted by beatriceindre

A/N : “Nae mameul jeoksyeojwo bi naeryeojwo
memareuji anhge apeuji anhge.”, lyrics from Wet by JooYoung, translated in “Wet my heart, make it rain. So it won’t dry, so it won’t hurt.”

Feedback or a request, everything is here ! I didn’t proof read.


The music was still buzzing in your ears, a thin layer of sweat on your forehead from all the dancing, all you wanted to do was to get rid of all your makeup and your dress.

Jungkook signed beside you, he was still amazed by the party and all you organised for his day. Even though he was tired, he had told you he wanted to spend the entire night awake, even if he had to sleep for a whole week after.

“Jungkook, can we go to sleep ?”, you whined, taking your shoes off. A wave of relief taking over your body when your bare foot touched the floor.

“What ? No !”, he said, smacking your shoudler. He bent down to take your shoes.

“But I’m so tired.”, you whined, your finger touching the tip of his nose to get his attention.
“Hey, Y/N, it’s my birthday, we do what I want to do.”, he playfully said, getting up.

You sighed, trying to act annoyed even though Jungkook could see a clear smile on your face.
Your best friend walked towards his bedroom, leaving the lights off in his apartment, and you followed him, curious to know what he had planned for his birthday night.

The apartment was left silente as the two of you started to get comfortable. Jungkook’s place was like a second home to you, and when you stayed to sleep, it was like you lived together, having a specific routine.

The routine included borrowing one of his shirt and his bathroom to take your makeup off while he waited or prepared what he wanted to do.

You quickly got rid of the tight fabric hugging your body, before taking your makeup off.
Carefully rubbing your eye makeup, you sighed when you saw that all you makeup up was gone.

Walking out of his bathroom, you catched your best friend’s attention. He was sitting, still in his white button up and black jean, on his bed.

“You didn’t get changed ?”, you asked, sitting in front of him.
“I’ll get changed after.”, he simply said. He threw his phone somewhere, his head falling in his hand, elbow resting on his knee.

“Thank you for the party.”, he breathed. You smiled, rolling your eyes. “That’s what best friends are for !”, you chuckled.

You streched, your arms above your head. It was a stressful day, the party was a surprise, and you were afraid that something would go wrong. But thankfully, everything was perfect. Jungkook was happy, and it’s all that mattered.

You started to lay down, Jungkook’s shirt riding up, revealing your underwear.
Jungkook’s back leaned agaisnt the headboard, looking at you.

“So, do you have plans on what you want to do ?”, you asked, getting comfortable on his bed.

“I actually do.”, he said, raising an eyebrow.

And you knew this expression, by heart. Whenever Jungkook had an idea, a dare for you, he would raise his eyebrow, a malicious glint in his eyes.
You and Jungkook would give each other dares since the beginning of your friendship, it’s started simple, but sometimes would get one of you in serious trouble.
Like that time when Jungkook stole a lipstick, and almost got caught.

You two were really competitive, neither of you liked to lose. Both of you also hated admiting that you couldn’t do something, and Jungkook knew it.

“I’m all ears.”, you said, getting up on your elbow.

Jungkook sighed, getting up of his bed, “Nevermind, I don’t think you’ll be able to do it.”, he said.
He back was facing you, and you knew he had his stupid little smirk on his face when you jumped up, “Excuse me ?”

He fully got up, rolling his sleeves, “I had an idea, but I think it’s too much for you. I’ll get my computer so we can watch a movie.”

Your mouth dropped, eyebrows raised. He knew how to push your buttons, but you couldn’t help it, grabbing his shirt before he could exit his bedroom.
He turned around, trying to hide his obvious smile under a surprised look.

“Is it a dare ?”, you asked. He looked down at you, lightly biting his lips, nodding. “Bring it on.”, you said confident.

Jungkook chuckled, taking his desk chair, sitting in front of you.
“I wanted to give you this dare last year, since it was my 18th birthday, but I wasn’t there and-”

“Okay Jungkook, just tell me.”, you said, playfully pushing the chair with your foot, but before you knew, Jungkook grabbed your ankle, bringing you closer to him.

The boy started to unbutton the top of his shirt, as you unconsciously pressed your thighs together.

“Give me a lapdance.”, he breathed.

And you stopped breathing for a second, looking at Jungkook’s devilish smile.
So that’s what he wanted, you thought. On one hand, you didn’t know if it was better to refuse, and be the target of his jokes for a week or so. But on the other, you didn’t want to give him this satisfaction, you wanted to erase his smirk. And odly enough, the idea of giving him a lap dance didn’t repulse you, rather, you wanted him to moan and brag about it for weeks.

You snapped when he got up of his chair, he got caught off garde when you pushed him, hand flat on his torso.
His smirk made its way back, streching his lips, his tongue on his canine tooth.

It’s just for the dare, that’s what you were repeating again and again, but you both knew that you wouldn’t do it if you didn’t want to. You placed your knees on each side of his hips, “At least give me some music.”, you whispered, as if you were afraid to talk.

Jungkook nodded, leaning forward to take his phone in his bed. His arm locked behind your back as he was also forcing you to lean backwards. His breath was ghosting over your hair, and somehow, his smirk was already fading.

He quickly unlocked his phone, his arm still around you, starting the music. The song started, and something immediatly changed in the air, you knew the song, the lyrics by heart and all the meaning behind it.
Butterflies in your stomach, you started moving when you heard the voice of the singer.
Your hips started slow movements over Jungkook’s crotch, your breath inching. You were focused on your best friend’s reaction, his eyes following your hips, lower lip caught between his teeth.

Your hands leaned on each side of Jungkook’s head, your head coming closer. Jungkook’s hand grabbed your hips, before you whispered, “I never said you were allowed to touch.”

He whined, fingers grabbing the arm rest. He was craving to feel your skin under his fingers tips, and guide your hips to move lower on his crotch.
Unconsciously, you started humming the song, your lips dangerously close to his own.

Your hips started moving lower and lower, your closed heat lightly rubbing his jean. Your breath quicken as you slowly moved your hips back and forth.
A smirk streching your lips when you saw Jungkook’s expression, digits still tightly grabbing the fabric of the chair, biting his lips, his eyes clouded with lust looking at you through his hair.

“How you feel about that ?”, you breathed, alongside the singer, before softly singing the beginning of the chorus, “Nae mameul jeoksyeojwo bi naeryeojwo memareuji anhge apeuji anhge.*”

Jungkook moaned, his chest falling and rising with every irregular breath. “Take it off.”, he asked, and he sounded wrecked.
Continuing your movements, you grabbed his hands, placing them on your hips.
You were expecting him to immidiatly take your shirt off, but his hands traveled under your shirt, feeling your skin and your following your movements.
His fingers dragging along your side, making goosebumps rise, before he grabbed the end of the fabric.

The shirt was thrown somewhere on the floor, revealing your panties and bra. Jungkook’s hands went back on your hips, running up and down your sides.
You were pressing your heat more and more on the obvious bulge forming underneath the boy’s jean, a shaky breath leaving his lips.

His arms locked behind your back, bringing you closer to his torso, his head dropping in the crook of your neck.
His lips started leaving a trail of kisses on the side of your neck as the second song started. You paused to catch your breath, Jungkook’s head rising to look into your eyes at Jay Park’s first lines.

His hands forced you down, making you fully grind on him, a moan coming from your lips.
One of his hand grabbed the back of your head, lips crashing on yours. His lips were soft, contrasting with how aggresively he was kissing you. His teeth captured your lower lip, tugging at it before letting it snap back. He wanted to beat you at your own game, his lips ghosting over your ear while he sang along, “What I wanna do yeah.”

Your body reacted, hips bucking, a broken moan tumbling from his lips. His hands grabbed the hem of your panties, making you more harder on him, “Just like that.”, he breathed.

Biting your lips, heart pounding, your shaky hands grabbed the buttons of his shirt, hastily opening them. You were craving to feel his skin against your palms, a shaky breath leaving your lips when Jungkook took the fabric off his shoulders.

The music was just a background noise, a blur, alongside everything that wasn’t Jungkook. Your hips were still moving, not following the song anymore, only following the moans of Jungkook, soon interrupted when his lips met yours again.

The song stopped, maybe another one started, but neither of you cared. Without breaking the kiss, Jungkook wrapped his arms in your back, getting up. You whined at the lost of friction, your hand tugging back your best friend’s fringe.

His head dropped back in the crook of your neck as the layed you down on his bed, teeth biting on your skin, making sure to leave a mark for you to remind for the days after.

The wetness between your legs was starting to feel uncomfortable but you punched the thought away, another part of you wanted to do something else.
Jungkook was sucking on the skin of your collarbone, a moan escaping your lips, his body reacted, bucking his hips into yours with a groan.

All his torture and moans were making you dizzy, and you wanted him to feel as wrecked as you, your fingers quickly unbutonning his pants.
Jungkook chuckled, his hand grabbing a jaw to make you look at him.
“What are you doing ?”, he asked, clearly wanting to hear those filthy words coming out of your pretty mouth.
You entered his game, looking at him dead in the eyes, “Let me suck you off.”
He groaned, closing his eyes, before releasing your jaw.

He moved, letting you get up of the bed.

“Fuck, you’re such a good girl for me.”, he breathed, watching you drop on you, getting up on his feets to be in front of you. You whimpered, his words making your head spin, not helping your ruined panties.

You swiftly took off his pants, licking your lips at the sight. The tip was as red as his swollen lips, pre-cum leaking from it. Jungkook’s hand, wrapped around his base, pumping up and down.

His was looking at you through his fringe before his other hand pushed his hair back, lips parted. “Suck.”, he breathed.

Your hand wrapped around his base, as his grabbed your hair. Your lips wrapped around his tip, humming at he salty taste of his pre-cum. A moan tumbled from Jungkook’s lips, trying not to buck his hips. Coating his tip with saliva, sucking on it, you carefully watched as Jungkook threw his head back, his chest falling and rising at an irregular pace.
His throat was exposed, revealing his Adam’s apple, bobbing up and down.

“Take all of it.”, he said through gritted teeth. You obliged, replacing your hand with your mouth.
Breathing through your nose, you started bobbing your head up and down. You focused on Jungkook’s moans, filling the room.

Keeping your tongue flat against your best friend’s dick, you tried to relax your jaw as the boy’s hand left your hair to caress your cheek.
His moans were growing louder as he was getting closer, accidently bucking his hips a few times.

You knew that he was getting closer to his high, and all you wanted to see was his face as he came, but he stopped you when you started moving your head faster.

“Stop, I don’t want to come now.”, he said, helping you get up.

He hand went back to your jaw, his lips crashing once again on yours. Both of you were fighting for dominance, before his hand cupped your closed heat, a gasp leaving your lips.

“Fuck, babygirl, you’re so wet.”, he groaned, tugging at you earlobe. You sighed, arms wrapping around his neck.

“Did I make you that wet ?”, he asked, digits tracing your closed folds.

You nodded, eyes closed, unable to talk.

“Words.”, he said, stopping his movements for a brief moments.

Yes.”, you whimpered, legs trembling.

Jungkook chuckled, an arm supporting you. His lips ghosted over yours, and with a low voice, he asked. “You’re going to let me have my way, aren’t you ?”

You nodded, eyes as dark as his, before he continued, “Get on your hands and knees for me kitten.”
And your breath got caught in your throat, skin burning, heat aching, you got on Jungkook’s bed.
He didn’t move, watching in awe as you waited for him.

“Jungkook.”, you whined, getting his attention. He got behind you, hands grabbing your hips.
“Yes babygirl ?”, he asked, playing with the hem of your panties.

“Do something.”, you begged, and you could hear the boy’s smirk as he spoke, “So impatient.”

His hands caressed your skin, before continuing, “You’ve been such a good girl for me, I guess I want make you beg for this time.”

Finally, he took your panties off, placing himself behind you, you could feel his dick rubbing between your folds.

“So, so wet.”, he whimpered to himself, looking down. You lost the feeling of his skin, hearing him open his drawer to get a condom.

Soon enough, his digits dugged back into the skin of your hips, sucking a breath he asked, “What do you want, say it and I’ll give it to you.”

“Fuck me.”, you said, bluntly, and that’s all he needed, pushing himself into you.
You moaned at the feeling, craving to get your release. On the other hand, Jungkook kept his eyes closed, mind fogged with the feeling of your walls around him.

He started slowly, trying to contain himself, he hips rolling against yours. You needed more, backing against his hips, Jungkook groaned, his fingers probably leaving bruises on the soft skin of your hips.

He chuckled, breathlessly, “So earger.”

You only moaned, your hands giving up when the boy started slamming in and out. Moans filling the room, you had to grip something, taking a fist full of the sheets.
You were moaning into the matress, trying to muffle them, but Jungkook wasn’t having it.

One of hand traveled up your back, fingertips tracing your arched spine, before grabbing your hair.
Pulling you into him, his arm arm wrapped around your stomach, his head droppping in the crook of your neck.

“I want everyone to hear who’s making you feel so good.”, he groaned, his finger drawing fingers on your clint.
Eyes closed, the feeling was overwhelming, taking over all your senses. Mouth agape, you couldn’t care less, letting the moans tumbling from your lips.

Jungkook was a mess, moaning and groaning near your ear, he was getting closer, his breath short and uneven.

“Are you gonna cum for me ?”
he asked, and you moaned, fingers intertwining with his hair. “So close.”, you breathed.

His thrusts grew harder, hitting a particular spot, and soon enough, your body gave up, a loud moan escaping your lips. Closing your eyes, your fingers probably leaving scratch marks in the back of Jungkook’s neck, you came around him.

“I’m gonna cum, so hard.”, he whined.

You knew he was holding himself, and he came in the condom right after, a loud moan filling the room as he fucked you through your orgasm, his breath heavy.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”, he cried out, his forehead on your shoulder.
You collapsed on the bed, Jungkook following beside you, a layer of sweat clear on each other’s skin.

“Well, happy birthday.”, you said, making Jungkook chuckle, playfully hiting your arm before hugging you from behind.

The salty monk

Context: Our party is infiltrating a fancy party to get ahold of an artifact we’ve been hired to find. Our party consists of Ash'on the broody drow rogue, Thia the cinnamon roll elf bard, and Tas the salty human monk (me). During this fancy party, a woman is ‘murdered’, and everyone is trapped within the building. Attending the party, are also two extremely racist people who really, really hate drow. Tas ended up getting sick of the two partygoers shit. This happened more than once. 

Basically directly after the murder happens when Ash'on happened to step close to where the murder occurred along with everyone else…

Racist man: “YOU, drow filth! You must have killed her! These filthy drow are using their magic to trap us and are going to pick us off one by one!!”

Ash'on: “Seriously? How do we know YOU didn’t kill her-”

Racist man: “How dare you accuse me!? You filthy-”

Tas(me): “My apologies sir, but I believe perhaps this isn’t the time to be throwing about baseless accusations. I advise you stay calm-”

Racist man: “STAY CALM?!? How am I supposed to stay calm with these disgusting killers about??”

Tas(me): “It’s actually quite simple, first you take a deep breath, hold it, and then you shut your bitch mouth”

Needless to say, he was offended. He attempted to call the guards on me before the host interfered. This moment also solidly cemented Tas’s reputation as the salty monk.

Klance Week 2017: Day 2 - Sacrifice 

Lance: You almost died Keith! What the quiznak were you thinking? 

Keith: That I was protecting you! 

Lance (stumbling over his words): I would have been fine…and if not you…I…what if Shiro didn’t pull you out, Keith? I couldn’t, ah! Just don’t you dare go and be the hero and sacrifice yourself for me again! Alright?!? 

Keith: I wasn’t going to leave you there! I…You have people who love you back on Earth and you need to get back to them. I don’t. You heard Lotor, I’m just a genetic experiment. Your more-

Lance: Keith! No! You are so much more than a genetic experiment, and you have people who love you on this ship. I-

Lance: Just promise me you won’t sacrifice yourself for me again. I couldn’t live with that.

Keith: I can’t make any promises.  

So I sent this private message to Laci and instead of hearing me out (or the tons of other non-binary/trans folks critiquing her) she immediately dismissed my critique by saying she’s studied gender for 10 years. Cool? Have you met academics who study gender and feminist theory? They frequently disagree and engage in productive critiques of each other. That’s kind of what’s great about it. Plus, they don’t engage in appeals to authority to get their points across. Why? Because that doesn’t mean your argument or perspective is a good one or should be free from criticism. Saying, “I’ve studied this for 10 years–I get it,” doesn’t mean you fucking get it. If you truly understood why people were upset, you wouldn’t continually respond in this way to constructive criticism.

She also told me I was “incredibly patronizing” for critiquing her and never responded again when I called her on this. She doesn’t owe me a conversation and I know my channel isn’t large enough to be of value to her, but this is why I have trouble believing her call for “open discussions” and “listening to each other” is anything more than a ploy for views/upcoming side projects. If anything, she seemed annoyed that I dared to disagree with her in the first place. She says that feminists aren’t listening to other perspectives enough, but girl, you sure are fucking contradicting yourself.

Marichat May Day 14: Age Up Chat

*shrugs* This is super random but oh well.


Marinette was used to have late nights, especially when she was working on commissions. It was one of those nights. As Marinette was finishing knitting a scarf, she heard a commotion from her balcony. Tikki was still sleeping soundly on her pillow so Marinette glanced at the ceiling thoughtfully. Yeah, she could handle a random thief. Grabbing a wonderful hard wood bat she bought from a street market Marinette made her way carefully up the stairs and pushed the skylight open. She moved as fast as she could, jumping at the intruder and placing a couple of good hits. The man (he was obviously a man judging by the frame) gave a couple of indignant noises as he tried to defend himself.

“Not again, why are you always doing this to me?”

Marinette stopped dead in her tracks when she noticed just who she was hitting.

“Oh my God, Chat Noir! I’m so… sorry?”

This was Chat Noir, but it wasn’t her Chat Noir. He was obviously older, with his hair longer and put in a messy ponytail. He was much taller than her Chat, he was easily 1,95. His jaw was more defined and his body more muscled and… he was insanely hot. Not that her Chat wasn’t hot, but while hers was cookies just taken out of the oven hot, this older Chat was lava during volcano eruption hot. Okay Marinette, get a grip, he was hot, but he could be dangerous. She pointed at him with her bat.

“Explain.” she growled.

Chat blinked at her in surprise, but then his lips curled in a fond and (dare she say it?) loving smile. “Time-related akuma, sweet princess. I will probably be back before you know it.”

Marinette narrowed her eyes. She could believe it was an akuma doing. And he used the nickname he had for her and it isn’t something an akuma would know, so he couldn’t be a fake. Marinette lowered her bat. “Wanna join me? I’m pretty sure I have some ice cream cake left in the fridge.”

Chat’s, incredibly gorgeous, face lit up. “Of course! See, that’s one of the many reasons why I married you.”

The bat fell out of Marinette’s hands.

“You WHAT?”

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Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

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Jealousy pt.1

Originally posted by nnochu

•Bad language
•Reader x Jungkook
•Filthy, filthy smut
•Took me ages writing this
•Daddy kink
•I’m going to hell for this
•Dirty talk
•Rough, against the wall sex

Don’t take the comments seriously, its just a joke, I don’t wish to purposely insult bts

Summary: Taehyung is jealous of your relationship with Jungkook, Kook reminds you who you really belong too

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