good not goos

I know people are really disappointed with the apparent Malec sex scene. And rightfully so. If they are willing to show Jace in that position and a huge portion of it with the girl and him talking about the runes and then just show Malec walking off an that’s it? So rightly pissed.

However, saying that I’m so happy that Malec once again communicated. I’m so happy that we got to see this vulnerable side of Magnus that is hidden away so often, where he was so happy to receive this gift from Alec. Later when their casually making out, it’s so easy and it’s so casual, it’s so realistic. Everything about Malec is realistic in this scene, it makes you relate to them so much. These two boys, just sitting and kissing on the sofa, nothing else but just being them. And the scene prior to the “sex” scene. I’ll take that communication over an actual sex scene any day. 

I’ll take Magnus opening up about his fears of losing Alec, about getting too close and then Alec walking away. I’ll take Magnus opening about going too fast and making Alec realise that even though he’s centuries old he is just as vulnerable and just as scared. Alec realising this, Alec realising that it’s not only his feelings that should be taken into consideration but Magnus’ as well. And the way he reassured him, that smile on his face that just screamed “you are ridiculous if you think I’m ever letting go of you”, it just made everything better. You could see Magnus’ worries slowly fade away as he was led away. 

So yea, I’m disappointed about the “sex” scene, not because we didn’t get to see it but because we saw a m/f one just at the start and then the lgbtqa ship was put on the back burner. But you know what, I’ll take Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood communicating like a real life relationship where so many people can relate to, over a sex scene anyday. anyday.

The Stages of Goo-Ball Grief

Stage 1: Slight Realization 

Stage 2: True Realization

Stage 3: Did That Really Happen

Stage 4: True Regret

Stage 5: Denial/Questioning 

Stage 6: FUCK!

Stage 7: Don’t Cry Jack

Stage 8: Finally Re-doing It And Finishing The Level 

Stage 9: Trying To Make The Best Out Of It 

Stage 10: Realizing There’s Another Level 

@therealjacksepticeye I love this series so much! That did look like a hard level lol, but you did it! Good job! Keep it up! 

Forcing a friend into watching a camren video:
  • <p> <b>me:</b> *pauses 10 seconds into the video* diD YOU JUST SEE THAT???<p/><b>friend:</b> see what?<p/><b>me:</b> That!! Who doES THAT??<p/><b>friend:</b> idk, they seem like, really good friends...<p/><b>me:</b> really goo- friends?? friENDS?? WHAT DO YOU MEAN FRIENDS, HAVE YOU SEEN THEM?? THEY'RE SUPER GAY FOR EACH OTHER!!!1!!<p/><b>friend:</b> I just don't see it.<p/><b>me:</b> *throws computer at them* take a closer look you heartless bitCH<p/></p>
rebloggable masterlist

* = smut


Dylan O’Brien

Dylan Sprayberry

Cody Christian

Tyler Posey

Grant Gustin


Liam Dunbar

Theo Raeken

Stiles Stilinski

Dating …. Would Include

Teen Wolf Preferences

Teen Wolf Zodiac

Teen Wolf Drabbles




Barry Allen/The Flash

The Flash Zodiac


Peter Parker/Spiderman


Shadowhunters Zodiac


Girl Meets World Zodiac


Spencer Reid


Stranger Things Zodiac

anonymous asked:

Could you imagine being so unsatisfied and unhappy with your life that you spend most of your time on the internet talking shit about a children's cartoon and scanning through multiple episodes for reasons to make other people hate it too?

… dude… 

I am a 16 y/o dummy that spends all her free time talking about cartoons and noticing every single detail in them she can find so she can enjoy them more and wastes are her free time screenshoting, liveblogging, analyzing, drawing, theorizing, designing. I barely go out and one time I spend 5 days without bathing, brushing my teeth and eating nothing but chips and pizza because I was marathoning Chowder, FLCL, Serial Experiments Lain, SU season 3 and fucking Old-Era Spongebob while sweat accumulated down my boobs and my taquitos got fucking burned so i had to trow them away…  

I ain’t exactly one to huge what “unsatisfying” and “unhappy” someone’s life can be

Yoongi. He's cold until you get close to another member


You try avoid Yoongi’s watchful eye as you danced, hoping that you executed every move right, but by the look on his face, you knew you did something wrong.

“Stop stop stop,” he demands, waving at Jimin to turn the music off. I Need You is cut off, silence taking its place while Yoongi slowly steps towards you.

“What the hell was that?” he sneers once he’s a foot away from you. He crosses his arms over his chest, awaiting your answer.

“I… Uh… I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you tried explaining, “I thought I was doing goo-”

“Good? Good?” Yoongi interrupts you, “you actually thought you were doing good?”

He steps closer to you as he yells. You flinch back, but keep your stance. Yoongi scoffs when you don’t reply and rolls his eyes.

“Try it one more time, and do it right this time.”

You go to argue, but Yoongi has already cued the music and walked to his previous spot, watching you. So instead, you bite your tongue and get in position.

This time, you execute every move perfectly, but once you’re finished, Yoongi still doesn’t look satisfied.

“Well,” you urge, “was that good enough for you?” you snap, sick of his hard criticism. He was acting like you couldn’t dance, when really, you knew that you were the best god damned back up dancer BTS had ever had.

With a smirk, Yoongi shakes his head, “your dancing was alright. It’s your face that discomforts me. I think our back up dancers should at least be pretty enough to dance with us.”

Your mouth drops and you curl your fists at your sides as he starts to walk away, laughing. He walks all the way to the door, hand on the handle, before turning back to face you.

“Don’t bother showing up for practice tomorrow. I don’t think you’ll be here much longer.”

With that, he waltzes out of the practice room, satisfied highly with himself. You on the other hand, are still standing there, tears pricking your eyes as you watch him leave.

You can’t believe how cold Suga is towards you. You had only been his backup dancer for a week, and had tried to listen to everything he told you to do, but he still seemed to hate you.

“Hey,” Hoseok says quietly, handing you a water bottle. You take it but just keep it gripped tight in your hand as you drop it back to your side.

“I think you did fine,” he says, trying to comfort you. “Don’t take Yoongi personally okay? He’s just an ass. He’s like that to everybody.”

You flick your eyes to Hoseok’s trying to see mockery in his eyes, but you found none.

“Well that’s a really shitty way to act towards someone you don’t even know,” you say, voice cracking. You groan at yourself, frustrated that you allow Yoongi to work you up this much.

“I know, and I’m sorry,” Hoseok apologizes. “You are definitely a good dancer, and your definitely not ugly, so just forget what he said.”

You’re too upset to notice the compliment that he had just given you, so you make yourself busy with grabbing your dance bag.

“I’m gonna go,” you say, making a move to the door. Before you can go too far, Hoseok has your wrist in his grip, stopping you.

“Please come to practice tomorrow,” he pleads, “maybe when it’s over, I can help you practice. Like a little one on one thing.”

He smiles, hoping to convince you. When you nod reluctantly, he lets out a sigh, letting your hand go.

“See you tomorrow then,” he says.

“Yeah. I guess. See you tomorrow,” you give him a little salute before heading out of the room.
At practice the next day, Yoongi is quiet. He doesn’t say anything when you dance, his usual criticism seeming to have silenced. You’re thankful for this, actually enjoying practice for once.

You’re actually feeling confident when Hoseok starts the one on one practice you had promised him.

“Ok, so you move your hip like this, step to the left, and then push your hands out to the side,” Hoseok instructs, showing you the moves to a dance he had choreographed in his free time. You guys had perfected all the dances you needed to know with time to spare, so he decided to show you this.

“Like this?” you ask, doing the move. Hoseok chuckles and shakes his head. He steps behind you and puts his hands on your hips.

“No, like this,” his big hands jerks your hips the other direction. You giggle as he moves you to do the right move, causing him to laugh himself.

“Ok I think that’s enough for today,” Hoseok says cheerily once he saw that you had done the move right. You nod in agreement.

“Thanks Hoseok,” you say after a moment of silence. He looks at you confused.

“For what?”

“For being so nice to me,” you reply. A knowing smirk crosses his face and he nods.

He goes to say something when the practice room door is slammed open and Yoongi stomps in.

“Suga, what are you doing he-” Hoseok tries to say, but Yoongi pushes through him, coming straight up to you, grabbing your wrist. He starts walking back towards the door, pulling you along with him as he goes.

“Let go of me,” you order, trying to pull your hand from his strong grip. He ignores you and keeps pulling you until he pushes you into an empty closet. He slams the door shut, locking it behind him.

“Yoongi, what are you-” You’re cut off by a pair of lips smashing into yours. Your eyes widen as Yoongi slides his lips urgently against yours. He tried to grab your face when you don’t kiss back, but you push him away.

“What the fuck!” you scream. Your hand instinctively goes to slap the boy across the cheek. It echoes throughout the tiny closet and he holds his cheek in pain.

“What was that for?” he yells back equally as loud.

“Maybe because you fucking drag me into a closet and kiss me like we don’t hate each others guts,”

His face drops and he sighs.

“Listen, (Y/N), I.” You hold your hand up, silencing him.

“Don’t bother,” you make a move for the door, “I’m leaving.”

“Stop,” you hear him plead, and before you know it, you’re pinned against the door, his lips against yours again.

“Don’t fight me,” he whispers. His voice is pleasing and urgent, and you can’t help but give in.

“Fuck you,” he deeply moans into your mouth once you kiss him back. “Fuck you so much. You think you can tease me right? Wrong baby.”

“Yoongi,” you gasp, threading your fingers through his hair and tugging. It pulls a beautiful noise from his throat and you wouldn’t mind hearing it again.

Suga moves his body so he’s in between your legs, all the while not breaking your heated kiss. You could fuck with shirts on, but pants? Pants had to go. The pants you had on were easy to pull down to your ankles, you kicking them off eagerly and making Suga smirk.

“Slow down baby,” he murmurs, using his tongue to pry your lips open. He pulls your tongue into his mouth and sucks on it, getting a moan out of you when he starts grinding against your exposed sex.

“No,” you whines. “Go faster.”

He was planning on teasing you more but you yanked on his hair really hard when he tried, so he decided he should probably just give you what you wants. He stands back and sheds himself of his shorts and boxers, his hard cock bounding free.

“Do you need my fingers or..?”

“Check,” you say and he scrunches his eyebrows as he reaches down to prod at your entrance with his fingers.

“Oh fuck. You’re dripping,” he groans and you feel his cock twitch against your thigh.

He slides two fingers into you easily and you let out a long moan, your hands flying up to grip at his shoulders. He slowly pumps his hand in and out, looking to watch your face twist up in pleasure.

“I love the way you feel around my hand baby. So perfect,” he groans again.

He twists his fingers around, scissoring them to stretch you a bit more, since his cock was more like four of his fingers instead of just the two he was using. But he didn’t have the time, nor the patience, to stretch you properly so he just had to work with what he had.

Suga starts moving his fingers faster inside of you, biting his lip at the sound of your moans. Your nails dig into his shoulders and that’s when he stops, sliding his hand out and wiping his digits off on his shirt.

He reaches back down to grip himself at the base, trying his best to look and see where he was going as he guides himself towards you. He glides in slowly, inch by inch to allow you to stretch around him. You hiss under him and he leans down to pepper kisses all over your face.

“You’re doing perfect baby. Just a little more,” he murmurs, trying to take your mind off of the pain.

“It hurts Suga wait,” you say and he stops his hips immediately, glancing up at you with worry.

“Are you okay?” He asks but you don’t reply, just sitting with your face scrunched up in discomfort. “Hey. Do you want me to pull out?”

You take a deep breath before opening your eyes. “No. I’m fine. Go ahead.”

“Are you positive? I don’t want to hurt you,” he asks, unsurely.

You nod so he slowly moves his hips again. He watches your face carefully, making sure you didn’t show any sign of pain otherwise he would be pulling out. He leans down again to kiss your damp forehead sweetly, one of his hands moving downwards so his fingers could play with your clit. The pleasure from that distracts you enough until he’s fully engulfed inside of you.

He has to throw his head back and bite his lip, trying to control himself so he doesn’t hurt you. He knows once you’re used to him and stretched out, he’ll be able to be as rough with you as he wants. But right now you were tight as fuck and although it felt good to him, it was hard on you.

“Tell me when I can move,” he says down to you, his fingers still massaging your bundle of nerves gently.

“Go ahead. I’m fine,” you say and he checks your eyes for the spark of a lie. He doesn’t see it.

“You sure?” He asks anyway and you nods.

He pushes himself up and moves both of his hands to your ankles, pushing your legs up to bend at your chest. He holds you up by the ass as he starts to move. He watches his cock slowly pull out of you, your walls gripping onto him tightly, and disappear back into you just as slowly. The second time, he moves his hips faster and you start moaning everytime he pushes back in. He was biting his lip hard, keeping himself under control.

“Doing so good baby,” he praises you.

He starts snapping his hips into you now, going harder each time you doesn’t let a wince out but instead a whimper of satisfaction. He breathes heavily above you, his stomach flipping at the noises you was making. He could come from them alone, but he was holding himself back until you came first.

“Harder Yoongi,” you whine after a few minutes and he knows you’re at the point where he can finally be rough.

He leans down and bites your neck sharply. You scream and he moves up and pushes his lips to yours, silencing you before anybody could hear and come to see what was wrong. He grunts into your mouth, breathing heavily.

He drives his cock in and out of you quickly, having you both feel like he was pushing in deeper each time. The tip of his cock hits your prostate dead on and you scream again, so he has to capture your lips to shut you up for the second time. You whimper his name into his mouth and he sucks on your tongue.

“You like my cock Princess? You like my cock this deep inside of you?” He gasps and pants against your face, his orgasm creeping up on him. He knew yours was too. “Think I can go deeper baby? We both know I can.”

He reaches to grab one of your legs and bend it up by your head, your ankle pushed to your ear. He pistons into you at a fast pace, making your mouth fall open in a silent scream as your orgasm rips through your body. Your walls tighten around him and it pulls him to come with you, both of you moaning loudly and not caring anymore if anybody heard. Once he’s finished, he lets you go and buries his face in your neck, both of you breathing heavily.

“Well shit,” you say, and he pulls out. He smirks and kisses your forehead.

“See you at practice tomorrow,” he whispers, getting dressed again and leaving you alone in the closet.


thedawnsky. Here you go boo


why don’t we ever talk about this

Good girls obey

Good girls get aroused : 

Good girls get aroused.Nod

Good girls play. Nod

Good girls crave. Nod

Good girls stay. Nod

Good girls get aroused. Nod

Good girls play. Nod

Good girls crave. Nod.

Good girls stay. Nod.

Good girls get aroused. Nod

Good girls obey. Nod.

Good girls crave. Nod.

You are a good girl. Nod.

Good girls obey me. Nod.

Good girls crave me. Nod.

Good girls contact me. Nod.

Good girl ! Good girls get aroused, good girls play, good girls crave me, good girls stay, good girl contact me. Goo girl!

didn’t sleep well last night. saw someone misspell “god is good” as “god is goo” and I’ve been in stitches for at least a full minute now

Guys my brother won’t stop making short jokes, arrest him.

real talk tho it’s time for a b r e a k