Oh my god, in last night’s Bob’s Burgers, Bob takes Gene to a laser light rock show at the planetarium (super important to Bob, because it was his favorite when he was a teenager, and this is the last night before they’re closing the exhibit because it’s old and no one goes anymore, also it’s Bob’s birthday), and Gene has no idea what he’s in for, but he gets pumped for it anyway ‘cause Bob’s so excited about it, and finally they get in there and they’re watching it, and Gene has a sensory overload and kinda starts freaking out ‘cause he can’t handle it, so Bob takes him out and they sit in the car for a bit. Gene’s angry because Bob didn’t tell him it would be so loud and scary, so Bob offers to play the album for Gene at a normal volume, and Gene starts to enjoy it, so he reclines the seats, takes out the cigarette lighter, tells Gene to pretend it’s a laser, and starts drawing in the air, explaining the plot to him (it’s like a full on Pink Floyd or Rush-esque rock opera about a bunch of robot overlords telling rockers that they can’t play music anymore, and one Rebel rising against them). Gene gets really into it and decides he wants to see the finale of the laser show (which Bob regards as a life-changing experience), so they sneak back into the planetarium (there’s no re-entry allowed) with a few tricks that parallel the story from the album, and watch the climax of the show together (Bob fashions some earplugs for Gene out of a napkin). On the way home, Bob’s asking Gene how he liked it, and Gene says “I loved it!”, Bob asks him to speak louder ‘cause his ear’s are shot, and Gene yells, “I LOVED IT, DAD”. Bob yells back “I love you too, Gene”.
I FUCKING!!! CAN’T!!! DEAL!!!! WITH HOW GOOD THIS SHOW IS!!! I know i don’t talk about Bob’s Burgers a lot but this show is flawless and charming and gross and funny all at the same time, the characters are written like people with actual fears and anxieties, and unlike a lot of comparable shows, the comedy doesn’t come from the family being pitted against each other, it’s always the family against the world… I love it, I love it, it’s so pure and refreshing and still somehow manages to be funny without sacrificing it’s heart, and I fuckin’ love it, please watch Bob’s Burgers holy CRAP okay I’m done.
Summary: (Soulmate Timer AU) Steve awoke with a start. A baseball game was playing softly on the radio. He sat up, incredibly disoriented. He looked to his right arm. 3 Years, 84 Days, 2 Hours, 0 Minutes, 5 Seconds. He’d woken up 70 years in the future.
It was a surprise for Mr. and Mrs. Rogers, when on July 4, 1918, their son Steven was born with ‘95 Years, 14 days, 10 hours, 22 Minutes 35 seconds’ on his forearm. Steven Grant Rogers, sickly boy that he was, wouldn’t even meet his soulmate until well into old age.
Steve did his best to not let it bother him. Ever the optimist, he believed that it just meant that whoever he would meet in 75 years would be so special, they’d wait their whole lives to find one another.
Bucky had a different outlook. As one of the rare few without a timer, James Buchanan Barnes was basically the definition of ‘playboy.’ He saw it as 75 years for Steve to be with whoever the hell he wanted without having to settle down. The two friends weren’t really that alike when it came to matters of the heart.
Both philosophies faded into the background when they entered the war. Steve gave up the theories of finding love in favor of striving to survive. After the serum, Steve had more women (and some men) throwing themselves at him than he’d ever thought would.
The only person he even thought he might have a shot with was Peggy, but after Bucky fell he was far too consumed by his grief to do anything. As his timer slowly ticked downwards, he fought the good fight. His last hopes were winking out as he flew the plane into the ice.
Steve awoke with a start. A baseball game was playing softly on the radio. He sat up, incredibly disoriented. He looked to his right arm.
3 Years, 84 Days, 2 Hours, 0 Minutes, 5 Seconds. He’d woken up 70 years in the future.
- Wake up!!!!!
- Hehehe wake up
- You have to go to school!!!!!
- Good Morning:)
- Everyone you should prepare to leave (for school)
- Good departure (to school)
- Here it’s 7PM
- I haven’t eaten yet recommendation please!!!
- Everybody recommendation
- Hahaha meat!! Meat sounds good?
- Should I eat hodogi rice or should I eat meat~
- I like seafood
- Chile performance was good
- The mood was the best!!!!
- I look forward to the next tour performances
- Oh hahaha busan performance hahahaha later I also want to perform in the korean provinces
- In Gwangju ddwak!!!
- Hey you want us to perform in your front yard?? Haha
- Hey…. there’s not? Haha 💋
- Everyone make sure to eat your breakfast
- My international fans too everybody eat your dinner ok?
- Everyone eat your meal~~~ I will also eat deliciously and I will cheer up!!!
- Everybody hopeday~~ hopeday
I will be using the Swedish names/words as there are no English translations.
comes from the word “råda” which means “to rule/take care of” so a rådare is a creature that rules over
rules over their own thing. For example there’s a skogsrå for every forest.
The easiest way to make them happy is through
respect and gifts.
You can protect yourself from them by wearing
Remember that the gift has to be biodegradable!
A lot of sources say that you should give coins, clothes, tobacco etc. But this
is extremely disrespectful as you’re destroying their home (and it’s generally
shitty to pollute).
you haven’t done anything to make them angry it’s always good to show respect
by acknowledging them when you enter their home.
over the forest and the creatures that live there.
Usually looks like a beautiful woman with a
hollow back and/or hooves and tail. She can also take the shape of different
If in a good mood she helps those who are lost
and warns people about incoming storms.
If in a bad mood she makes sure people get lost.
If you live on your own in/close to a forest (or
if you are camping) she might come at night when you’re sitting by the fire and
attempt to seduce you. If you sleep with her she will keep a part of your soul
and you will always have a longing and obsession with the forest.
hunters give her gifts she might “give” them an extra big animal. Though if
they manage to shoot one of the animals she protects they have to face her
over the ocean and the creatures that lives there.
Usually looks like a beautiful woman with long hair, gills, fins, and a
fishtail. She can also take the shape of different sea creatures.
If in a good mood she shows fishermen where they can find the best fish or
warns them about incoming storms. She can also give them good wind and help
boats that are taking in water.
If in a bad mood she can trick boats into storms so they get lost or sink.
Sometimes she will seduce people and drag them down to her home at the bottom
of the ocean where they are forced to work as servants.
She might stop boats and offer to buy their load, if this happens it’s best
to accepts as if you say no she might get so angry that she takes down the
Rules over lakes
and the creatures that live there.
Usually looks like a beautiful woman with a hollow back. Unlike havsrået she
has legs. She can also take the shape of different freshwater creatures.
If in a good mood she might help fishermen and warn them about incoming
She only drowns people who have made her angry or if she is very hungry.
Just like skogsrået if fishermen give her gifts she might “give” them an
extra big fish. Though if they manage to catch one of the creatures she
protects they have to face her wrath.
mountains and mines.
Usually looks like a tall woman in an elegant, grey dress. If seen wearing
black it is a sure sign of death.
If in a good mood she shows miners better ore veins or warns them about any
If in a bad mood she tries to scare people away, if they ignore the warning
signs she makes sure they get lost in the mine.
Enjoys silence and solitude.
Doesn’t like it when people make too much noise.
Becomes very angry if miners manage find one of the ore veins she protects.
Usually looks like a young girl but most of the time she’s invisible. She can
also take the shape of a toad.
If in a good mood she might show you the future though the water surface. It’s
important to remember not to look for too long or too deep as you might lose
If in a bad mood she can make you sick after you’ve drank the water.
A lot of sources
will say that if you sacrifice something to her before you drink the water it
will heal you as well as make the water clean/drinkable. This is not true. There’s not a magical cure for
deceases or disorders. Also there’s no way to magically make water drinkable.
Always make sure a natural spring is clean before you drink from it.
This is compiled from my own grimoire / what I was taught growing up
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FLO FLO @oreowarrior! Ever since I read Floran’s newest reference sheet and his backstory, I got a bit intrigued haha! His backstory is so sad, but I’m glad that Floran had Elise to help him~! Which is exactly what I wanted to express in this short comic! Hope you like it and I wish you again another awesome birthday!
(i wanted to draw Reol, but i.. can’t draw wyverns… Sorry, sweet Reol q.q)
Request: Hi could I request a young Sirius black imagine where Sirius and reader have both been sexually frustrated all day and decide to go back to the dorm;) but just as Sirius is abut to go down on reader the marauders walk in and are all like “OMG MY INNOCENCE” and shit like that. When they leave reader is like no way mood is ruined so they go down to the common room only to have the boys tease them xxx Warnings: Okay this is a bit more smutty than what you requested. Sorry… not sorry. SMUT. My English. Not that great? Images are not mine/credits to their original owners. Masterlist
Today has been a torture. Like, really. It all started before you even woke up. You had a dream about your boyfriend. A very very graphic one.
His mouth is soft against my neck, kissing me lovingly. I am left breathless with anticipation. His hand pulls my underwear aside as his finger skims my most sensitive area. I gasp, cupping his face and kissing him hungrily. He pulls back to adjust our bodies. He pulls me directly under him. He smiles and moves my legs apart. He kneels in front of me. The first touch of his tongue on my clit makes me jump upward and my hands go to his long, dark locks. I grab and tug as he takes over my mind. I can’t stop moving my hips against his mouth. He grabs my thighs and pushes me against his mouth. He moves back and I grab for his head, wanting him to keep his mouth against me, whining a bit at the sudden loss of his talented tongue. “That’s right baby, keep grinding against my mouth, rubbing your clit all over me” he husks, smirking. He inserts his slender fingers inside me and my head falls back. He pumps slowly at first, sending shivers down my spine. He licks and circles his tongue while his fingers fuck me.
Your eyes snapped open. You were sweaty and needy. However, you hadn’t had time to take care of your problem. You groaned in frustration and stood up to get ready. You pushed the dream aside. As soon as you were done, you headed for the Great Hall for breakfast, like every other day. But something wasn’t like the other days. As soon as you spotted Sirius, every single detail of that damn dream came back. You took a deep breath and took a seat next to him. He smiled at you, a bit forced. “Slept well?”. That seemingly simple question made your core tingle. His voice was low and raspy and you had to clench your legs together. You did notice something, though. He was trying to hide a rather big bulge on his trousers. You bit your lip and forced your mind to stop fantasizing about him. Not now. “Peachy” you sarcastically answered and took a sip of your coffee. “Hey, what’s up?” he asked you concerned. You weren’t the only one that had a rather difficult beginning. “If she tells you, will she sit on it?”. You choked. James. This wasn’t the day for dirty jokes. He, however, seemed pleased with himself. Lily gave his arm a slap, not even close to how you wanted to slap him. Sirius groaned at his friend and looked at you giving you an apologizing smile. You just roll your eyes. The truth is that you have been thinking of what turned him on, wishing for the answer to be you. “Okay. What did the hurricane say to the coconut palm tree?” he asked the whole group. You looked genuinely confused. When no one answered, James continued. “Hold on to your nuts, this is no ordinary blow job!” he exclaimed and burst out laughing. Was he that dense? Did he do it on purpose?
The pressure between your thighs had gotten worse. You couldn’t get Sirius off your mind all day. The fact that you were teasing each other, didn’t really help. He had flirted with you, calling you all kinds of dirty nicknames to get you completely wrecked. You were licking your lips seductively and glancing down at his erection-he was hard all day and you were proud of yourself for achieving that- and back at his eyes, biting your bottom lip and winking at him. When the two of you had been paired up he had his hand resting on your thigh as you’d sit beside him, only to caress your skin. Your fingers accidentally brushed over his bulge, lingering a bit longer there, enough for you to feel him twitching. He would groan and you would hollow your cheeks for a brief moment before smiling innocently. You felt so frustrated that by the end of the classes you just rushed back to his dorm, before he could even be there, and waited for him. Thankfully, you didn’t have to wait long. He walked in, threw his bag to the floor and made a beeline towards you. “Teasing me all day?” he asked playfully and raspy. You bit your lip and batted your eyelashes. You were panting already. Imagining his mouth and his hands and his - “I had a dream about you” you breathed out, all too innocent. You were getting him harder and harder. You almost felt guilty. And then you felt your heat practically dripping. He crooked an eyebrow while undoing his tie and shirt. You mimicked his action as he talked. “What did I do in your dream?” he groaned. You were faster. You were left in your matching black, lacy underwear and stockings. He had his pants still on, painfully tight as you could have guessed. “Ate me out” you whispered, ashamed that you were talking about your wet dream with him. He smirked. A smirk you could identify as the same one that Lucifer had. He was the devil. But for him, you were willing to burn and sin and end up in Hell. Come to think of it, you were burning. “That is not a dream, doll” he mumbled and threw you down onto his bed. He unbuckled his belt and kneeled in front of you. You were soaking. You reached down to touch him, taking his erection out and slowly palming him. He growled. His fingers were ghosting your clothed clit, toying with your nerves. He moved past your panties, sliding a finger inside you and you moaned. Then, several things were heard. “My eyes!”. “My innocence!!”. “GET OUT”. You really didn’t know how you felt. It was awful. Your good mood was over, your best friends had seen you being eaten out-well almost- and your boyfriend getting a hand job. THOSE IDIOTS HAD RUINED EVERYTHING. You were sexually frustrated all day and that’s how it had ended. You wanted to scream. After, what felt forever, you were alone again but not even close to your previous mood. You had felt him going soft in your hand and you-well, goodbye orgasm. You removed yourself from him and got up. He seemed really uncomfortable, sitting on his bed, his head lowered and you felt bad. You put on your clothes quickly and threw him his shirt. “I am sorry for those douchebags, baby, really” he said apologizing for something he didn’t do. He was fully dressed by now and you couldn’t help but feel needy again. “It’s okay. Maybe we can try it” you said without finishing your sentence. He looked at you curiously. “Try what?” he asked rather intrigued. It only excited you more. You had been informed of this by Marlene. And you thought that now was the time to spit it out. “Edging” you whispered as you walked towards the door, ready to head out. You had your back turned but you were sure he was smirking. You held back a smile. “Let’s join the assholes” you prompted him.
The moment you joined your “friends”, all those dirty jokes and teasing began. “So, your ice cream had extra cream?” Peter said causing a blush. Sirius just shrugged him off. You plopped next to Lily and Remus, hoping that those two wouldn’t pick on you. “The difference between light and hard is that you can sleep with a light on, right Pads?”. It was James who couldn’t keep his mouth shut. You just blushed and avoided everyone’s eyes. “What’s the difference between snowmen and snowladies? Snowballs”. NOT Marlene too. “Roses are red, violets are fine. If he’ll be the 6, will you be the 9?”. Not only did you blush but you fell off of the armchair as well. You made eye contact with Sirius, silently begging him to stop them. Those poor excuses of friends. But in their defense, you couldn’t hold back your laughter.
It takes a lot of years to fully adjust from stage to screen, it’s so different. I started going to auditions for television shows when I was fifteen and I didn’t have a clue how to be in front of a camera. It’s such a different approach. When you’re on stage you have to reach all the way to the back, right to the back row of the audience. They need to understand what you’re saying and what your gestures are. Talking with you now, I’m using my hands while I’m talking, but in front of a camera, that is too much. You need to tone it down, a lot. There is a completely different technique to acting for stage and screen. When you get used to it, that is when the job becomes interesting. You become fully immersed in what you’re doing, you’re focused on what’s going on and then what is happening around you and everything comes together. It’s a really great experience. What I love about working on ‘Vikings’ is that there is a great vibe on the set and amongst everyone that works there. We get our work done, but we also have a lot of fun there and it is a relaxed environment. It makes it so much more enjoyable to do your job, especially for me with my character constantly dragging himself through the mud, because he is crippled. On those intense and tiring days of filming, you need to have that fun and support around you to keep your mood elevated. Acting is really playing, and good friends play the best.