glass-wall

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Name: Hayley
Nicknames: -
Zodiac Sign: Libra
Height: 5′10 1/2″ (Im so tall  (ಥ﹏ಥ)
Ethnicity: Latina, Irish, Italian, and more lol
Orientation: Of..? 
Favorite Fruits: Watermelon, Banana, and Grapes 
Favorite Season: Winter! I LOVE Christmas! 
Favorite Books: “The Glass Castle” By Jeannette Walls
Favorite Animals: Penguins and Dogs are life 
Favorite Beverage: Water cuz im boring

Average Hours of Sleep: Probably 6hrs

Favorite Fictional Characters: lucy heartfilia, natsu dragneel, bakugou katsuki (This list can go on for ages)
Dream Trip: JAPAN PLEASSSEEEEE
Blog Created: Uhhh maybe half a year ago?
Number of Followers: 3,767

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@pennytf @thatsvicchan @cupcakecana @katsuki-salamander @chikach00 @proudtobeaginger @loveandlucky @sutormu @namiiswan @lucy-heartflawless @unisonraidd @cynthiaamata

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FIRST LIVESHOW IN NEW APARTMENT 4.27.17

MAIN POINTS

• NEW WEIRD APARTMENT

• less stairs

• no dog :(( BUT MIGHT GET A FISH

• dan’s pink shirt

• phil’s pants falling down

• semitransparent/glass wall which is where dan will film, new aesthetic background (with bonsai plant!!)

• dan suggesting pastel outfits for easter baking

• phil with hood up

• DAN HAS CHANGED HIS WHOLE BEDROOM

• no real apartment tour :((

• same gaming channel/nerd den, but bigger and “less ugo”

• dan’s videos are gonna be filmed behind the glass wall

• dnp together awake on a plane for 14 hours

• rude airplane neighbour

• movies watched were; lion (phil cried), mythical beasts, hacksaw ridge (dan was shaking and cried 50% of it), nerve, & snowden

• phil scared by timmy the elephant

• dan having to see everything at the zoo

• bedroom, phil still filming in his bedroom

• DAN HAS A WHITE PIANO

• phil still trying to get revenge on dan by taking photos of him

• phil getting better at photography according to dan

• dan cried at a singapore light show

• phil possibly curling hair in a future video

• phil leaving dan for a bit in florida :((

• 1D poster gone

• dnp listened to harry styles’ new song

• favourite rooms are gaming room & their bedrooms

• dan uploading video on monday and liveshow on tuesday

• dan blow drying his hair

• dnp both not liking the feeling of nail polish

• dan painting his nails for the aesthetic

• caring about how we feel about them moving



QUOTES THAT’LL MAKE YOU CRY

phil: “can we get a fish?“ dan: “up to you mate.”

dan: “my new bedroom is moon themed. a floating white bed.”

phil: “its fashionable and snazzy.” dan: “being white?”

phil: “gaming lighting will be dank.”

dan to phil: “your ora is just radiating.”

• both: “we’ll get a dog when a house is bought.”

phil on bedrooms: “yours is very aesthetic mine is super cozy and quiet ”

dan: “i want to make the danisnotonfire videos more pretty ”

dan: “this year is for getting our lives back on track”

dan: “the ripped jeans, that was fun.”

dan: “someone gave me some glittery nail polish so i was like, ok ill do this. its a bit like a holiday so im like whatever”

phil: “this isnt a forever home we just wanted to get out”

phil on dan’s hair: “soft i think it suits him i think its a good look embrace the curls”

dan asking phil: "phil, why wont you paint your nails?“

dan: "prepare inspiration for me… make it more attractive.”

dan: “im quite excited to have a bedroom thats more reflective.”

dan on moving: “its a slow boxy process but we’ll get there.”



 both: “we hope we’ve been two virtual buddies for you." ♡

Aquarius - Devoting from a Distance 

Aquarius can be the most elusive sign in love. Collective romance sweeps through intellectual Aquarius. Their humanitarian qualities are impossible to ignore. And they flood with love, but they are a diamond in the rough, and their love is not reserved for you. It is reserved for mother earth, for sea life and tree life, for experience, learning, culture, and progression. Aquarians typically resist drama or soaking emotion in love. The born explorer retains heavy guard over independence and the freedom of thought and expression. They will rarely let another human influence their decisions, morale, or values. The crystal, airy glass wall can be erected before Aquarius. Detachment gives them a cool and casual approach to love and social processes in general. Aquarius is certainly romantic. Unusual gestures, sharp minds, freedom fighters, these personalities shock jolt the electric Aquarius heart. And this heart is so often repressed by constant, chaotic thoughts, embarrassment, and the fear of vulnerability. They have subtle ways of expressing their feelings, and its of the Aquarian nature to be paradoxical in everything they do. Love with Aquarius is stimulating, playful, enlightening and above all, confusing. One of the zodiac’s biggest hearts is constantly combating dissociation, indifference and a fear of sentimentality. The heavier the emotion, the more increasingly uncomfortable or agitated Aquarius becomes.

Saturn is the ruler of Aquarius and the cold, dry planet is renowned for stifling innocence, vulnerability, creativity, and sensitivity. Aquarians are highly responsive to pain and cruelty, but they rarely let emotionality take over. Often they consciously decide to keep a safe distance from their own feelings, banishing them so they can be directed into something more meaningful, so they are not so messy or invasive. Love can be displayed through wisdom and guidance, through sharing their most outstanding ideas, through giving you freedom to be yourself, and wander, and love in your own lyric. It’s true Aquarius can be overcome with emotion. So many Aquarians have Pisces influence in the chart. Aquarius is the sign of rain so crying provides an excellent cleanse. But its rare to see an Aquarius indulge in emotional displays, they can feel shame or insufficiency. The humanitarian directs love on behalf of the greater collective, ensuring survival of the most innocent and assaulted. And yet, the Aquarius rarely self-soothes, often comparing and diminishing their trauma to others and forcing themselves to survive in isolation. When Aquarius fails to reveal their feelings of sadness or hopelessness to lovers, their distance and silence can cut like a knife.

The Aquarius has an unconscious fear that desire for one person will extinguish their flame. The sign of tribes, groups, and community are programmed to scatter their love amongst humanity rather than direct it one on one. This is why so many Aquarians become teachers, medical researchers, volunteers, and public health advocates - they feel inherent responsibility and love for people, especially children and animals. The Aquarius can deeply desire love, but their nature makes it more elusive than it need be. Aquarians are not suspicious, but any form of betrayal will rip them into pieces, because opening their heart was such an ordeal. They had to detangle bubblewrap and squeeze so many feelings into one person. Absence makes the Uranus heart grow fonder, and they are rarely lonely when they are alone. What they really seek is somebody they can ‘be alone with’, that is, retain their normal routine with somebody to bounce energy off. The Aquarius will probe and provoke your deepest and darkest realms, but don’t expect access to theirs. Like an internal roller coaster, the complexities of Aquarius are confusing and exhilarating, each gesture of love navigated by intellect and thought. Something traditionally romantic could make them giggle and disengage. Something stimulating, exciting, a place, a person, somebody just vibrating to their own frequency, is what melts the Aquarian heart. Light, breezy, and sanguine individuals, Aquarians rarely notice when someone is flirting or taking an interest, and they must be free to roam uninhibited in love. Someone as unique as Aquarius needs to wait for someone equally as special. And finding another diamond in the rough can take a lot of digging.

-C.

like real people do p.2 | jungkook

summary: the feelings for your friends with benefits are changing. months pass, and you feel your gut telling you that you want more. you’re just not sure if he feels the same.

college student!reader, friends with benefits!jungkook

piece 1, piece 2, piece 3

this component is based off russ’s cherry hill

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Clumsy Party

A human ranger, elf rogue, succubus alchemist, an Android wizard and sherrif npc are in an alien ship trying to destroy it when it takes off suddenly and roughly. I’m the dm.
Me: “Okay. So the ship wobbles and began launching into the air. I want you all to make a dexterity roll to see if you keep your balance.”
Rogue: *rolls a 5* “Welp.”
Me: “you fall right on your ass.”
Ranger: *rolls a crit fail* “Uhhhh.. what does this mean?”
Me: “Well uh.. you smack your head on one of the engine rooms panels and fall unconscious. You take two damage.”
Android: *also rolls a crit fail*
Me: “Jesus Christ. You hit the glass wall holding the engines power source and the electric current shocks and paralyzes you.”
Succubus: *again, rolls a crit fail*
Me: “oh my god. You’re unconscious too. You smack your head against the wall and slump on the floor. This is insane.”
Npc Sheriff: *rolls an 18* “What the fuck is wrong with these people?”

This was a random improv bullshit campaign I did with just dice and a notebook.

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From the front door of the glass-walled gift shop at the Alnwick Garden in the far northeast of England, the scene looks innocent enough. A sapphire green English lawn slopes gently downward, toward traditional, ornamental gardens of rose and bamboo. Across the small valley, water cascades down a terraced fountain.

But a hundred or so plantings kept behind bars in this castle’s garden are more menacing — and have much to tell visitors about poison and the evolutionary roots of medicine.

“These Plants Can Kill” warn two signs on a locked, iron gate that’s also marked with a skull and crossbones.

The Duchess of Northumberland (aka Jane Percy) started the Poison Garden in 2005 as part of the 12-acre, elaborate garden on the grounds of her family’s home, Alnwick Castle.

Many of England’s cities and towns have apothecary gardens — historical plots containing plants turned into treatments centuries ago by doctors, herbalists, religious folks and shamans. Most such gardens exist today to teach visitors about the history of medicine.

Welcome To The Poison Garden: Medicine’s Medieval Roots

Photos: Joanne Silberner for NPR

The Things We Fear

This was a lot gayer than I thought it would be. I owe the outline of the first part to @thesickficsideblog, but I kinda ran away with it at the end. I swear, it wasn’t supposed to be Klance, but my hand slipped. I’ll put it on ao3 later.

Summar: Lance gets trapped in a room full of fear gas, and the team can’t do anything but watch.

Implied/referenced torture

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(Context: I’m DMing our first session as a new party, half the group hasn’t played before so I’m running Storm King’s Thunder. Our rogue (Farran) hasn’t been making perception roles this whole session)

*Party roles perception checks with Farran getting a 17*

Me: It’s an ordinary temple, some pews against the walls, stained glass windows. It’s a pretty bare room.

Farran: I role perception.

Me: What? Why?

Farran: I want to see if there’s traps.

Me: But… You’ve been exploring the whole village? Why now?

Farran: I want to see if there’s traps!

Me: YOU’RE IN A CHURCH.

(Suffice to say, there were no traps in the temple. There are now a lot more traps because of this.)

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France is building a bulletproof glass wall around the Eiffel Tower to prevent attacks

  • French officials are taking new measures to protect tourists visiting the Eiffel Tower, an attraction that draws some 6 million visitors a year.
  • According to the Agence France-Presse, the landmark will soon be surrounded by an eight-foot-high glass wall made of bulletproof glass to prevent individuals or vehicles from “storming the site.”
  • “The terror threat remains high in Paris, and the most vulnerable sites, starting with the Eiffel Tower, must be the object of special security measures,” deputy mayor, Jean-Francois Martins, said.
  • The glass wall would replace the metal fences that currently line the perimeter of the tower. Read more (2/9/17 1:03 PM)

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In the Heart of the Storm (Part 2)

Bucky x Reader

Summary – You are house-sitting for some friends on the Chesapeake Bay in the middle of a hurricane. Unbeknownst to you, you’re not alone. Takes place immediately following the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. 

Warnings – Blood, angst, and bondage

Word Count – 1,450

Notes – Writing these suspenseful, angsty fics always gets my emotions running high!  I’m terrified for her and I know what’s going to happen!!  Anyway, enjoy and as always, I appreciate all of your feedback and questions!!!

Part 1  

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Previously:

You’d just laid back down when you heard another noise from downstairs.  Scared that one of the windows had broken, you grabbed the flashlight and crept down the stairs.  

As far as you could see, none of the windows looked broken, but it wasn’t until you were at the bottom of the stairs that you realized that the back door was standing wide open.  You thought back to this afternoon, but you couldn’t remember if you’d locked it or not.  Deciding that you’d simply forgotten and that the wind had blown it open, you walked over and closed it, turning the lock.

You were just about to turn back around when a hand clamped down hard over your mouth.  You felt the sting of a blade nicking the sensitive skin under your jaw as your head was pulled back.  You dropped the flashlight and as it spun around on the hardwood floors, you could just make out a reflection in the window before you.  The sight of a man, dressed all in black, with long wet hair hanging down in his bruised and battered face and a cold, dead look in his eyes had you trembling in terror.


 

“Don’t scream,” he whispered in your ear as your whole body started shaking in terror.

You started to shake your head, but the knife at your throat reminded you to keep still. “I…I won’t.”

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  • 💩: For you see, :// sherlock and john cannot be together because it simply would not follow the books and everyone knows it is law that every single Holmes adaptation out there never stray from the Blessed Canon™ (excluding of course when this involves creating nonexistent romantic subplots between the character of Irene Adler and Holmes)
  • Me, removing my sunglasses as I tilt my head back and close my eyes, basking in the sunlight: now what if I told you that not only were same sex relationships illegal and punishable by law in the nineteenth century, but that Irene Adler never saw Holmes out of disguise once in the entire story she features and that she in fact, in said story married an entirely different man. not only this, but I will Also tell you that Sherlock Holmes has been gay from the start as well as in love with John Watson.
  • 💩, trembling from fury and pure confusion: but.....this- does not line up. With !!my heteronormative argument, standpoint, and view that has been ingrained on me from society!!
  • Me, chuckling and casually tossing my empty wine glass at the wall: and that's the Whole Point, isn't it
Pool Fun: Part 2 (Peter Parker x reader)

Hello babes! I hope your day is going well. So, by popular demand, I’ve decided to do a smutty part two to this fic. I honestly didn’t know that you guys would like it that much, haha. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! I love you guys, you’re all amazing. xoxo

Description: You just left Peter out by the pool abruptly after a hot make out session and hint at him to come to your room to finish the fun you were having. 

Warnings: SMUT. 

Pool Fun: Part 1

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You sauntered up the stairs, looking for Peter in your peripheral vision. He was still sitting at the edge of the pool, gaping at you. 

I guess he didn’t take the hint. Jesus Christ, Peter. You thought to yourself, stopping on the small landing between the two flights of stairs, turning to face Peter. He could clearly see you through the glass wall as you extended your index finger at him, curling it back to you, beckoning him to follow. Peter scrambled out of the pool, grabbing his towel, quickly drying off. 

As you watched him from above, you couldn’t help but crack a smile through your devious smirk as you saw Peter almost fall face first into the stone around the pool as he got up. You quickly slipped the rest of the way upstairs, trying to keep up your seductive and mysterious act. 

Peter looked back up at where you were when he finished drying off his board shorts, finding that you had disappeared. He wrapped his towel around his waist and returned to the tower, following your route upstairs. A trail of water droplets led down the hallway, and he figured it was from your wet hair. It led all the way to your room where your door was slightly open. He stopped in front of it, taking a deep breath, trying to calm his arousal for you. 

“Come on Peter, don’t just stand there.” You could see the shadow of his feet from underneath the door, and you crossed your arms over your chest, the corner of your mouth pulling up into a smirk. The door opened slowly, and he stepped inside, closing it behind him. You bit your lip as you scanned over his still wet body, watching the water droplets fall down his toned chest. 

While you were off in a daze, Peter had began to walk towards you, watching all the water from your hair dribbled down in between your breasts. He pushed you against the wall that was a few feet behind you, colliding his lips with yours in pure lust. You threaded your fingers in his damp hair that was behind his head while he gripped your hips, surely leaving a bruise there to see the next morning. You moaned against his lips as he moved one hand up to your breast, kneading in roughly through your bikini top. 

“Take it off of me already, damn it.” You breathed against his lips, biting his bottom one, and tugging on it lightly. In no time, your top was literally ripped in half, laying on the floor. You gasped as he lifted you against the wall, wrapping your legs around his torso. 

“Jesus, F/N. You’re perfect.” Peter locked eyes with you before diving into your neck, sucking hard on your skin. You moaned underneath his touch, his hickeys leaving a trail to your breasts. Without warning, he latched on to one of your nipples, biting and tugging at it as he rolled the other in between his fingers. 

“Fuck…” You moaned loudly, filling the room. He carried you to the bed, letting you fall onto the mattress. His eyes were completely dilated with lust as he threw his shorts across the room, leaving you to stare at his hard erection. God, you wanted him inside you. You’ve wanted him for a long time now. He hovered over you, leaning down to kiss your swollen lips. He groaned, as you rubbed his length, his open mouth giving you access to explore his mouth with your tongue. You swiped it across his bottom lip, entering. His erection was throbbing in your hand, and you let go, not giving him his release. He growled in his throat, biting your collarbone. He was sure to leave marks on your body, so that everyone would know what he did. 

He threw your bikini bottoms across the room, positioning his the head of his cock at your entrance, swiping it along your wet folds. You moaned, your throbbing core unable to take the build up anymore. He pushed himself into you, the feeling of your tight walls around him, making his head throw back. Peter gave you time to adjust, and when you gave him the okay to move, he began thrusting in and out of you at a steady pace. Both of you said each other’s names like your life depended on it, the euphoria rushing through your bodies. He quickened his pace, beginning to hit your g-spot. You screamed out, clawing at his back. The line on which your orgasm was walking on was thinning out. You were approaching your release. 

“Shit.. Peter.. I-I’m gonna-” You were cut off by his interjecting voice. 

“I know, m-me too.” He knew exactly what you were saying. You felt his length twitch inside of you. You chanted his name like a prayer as your orgasm washed over you, all the way to your throbbing core. He followed close behind, filling you with his hot, white cum. 

As both of you came down from your highs, he pulled out, collapsing next to you. You both were breathless as you laid on your backs, staring up at the ceiling. 

“That was..” You chuckled out, turning your head towards Peter. 

“Yeah, like amazing.” He smiled at you, kissing you on the forehead. You cuddled up next to him, his arm wrapping around your body. 

“We should do this again sometime, Parker. We really should.”


Ahhh I hoped you liked it! I hope you day goes well and that you have some good food, Because who doesn’t love to have some good food? Anywho, let me know what you think, yeah? I love you all, xoxo.

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