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She’s So Lovely - Trent Seven (Epilogue to Not Another Happy Ending and Make The Most Of It)

Originally posted by dumbsmartboy

I wasn’t going to write this but I wasn’t too happy with how part 2 ended. I promised myself that I’d give her and Trent a happy ending, so that’s what I’m going to do. I’ve written her dad as a complete dick towards Trent (I’m really glad not to have one like this one. Seriously, I’ve written this guy to be pure douchebag asshole). Think of this as my ‘thank you’ gift for reaching 200 followers.

The little playlist of songs that helped me write: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLUekYJIt56IfAznzheLI6P_uhtaXBXexV

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The morning after their reunion, Trent woke up early to make her breakfast. She whined when she felt him get up but was hushed, a gentle kiss being pressed to her forehead. She joined him in the kitchen an hour or so later dressed in one of his shirts, the clothing absolutely drowning her with it’s size. His breath caught in his throat because he never thought he would see her like this again. Even with her messy hair, tired eyes and bruised neck (granted, those were his fault but he definitely did not feel guilty about them), she was still the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on. His phone had been blowing up all morning with messages from Pete and Tyler who were both letting him know that she had run from the wedding. In response, he gently pulled her to his side and raised their joined hands, taking a photo on his phone with the other hand. Ten minutes after sending the photo, he received a message from Tyler, a video attached. It was of the two younger men yelling at the camera about how it was about time that she sorted him out - they were sick of him asking how you were constantly.

They got back to the way they used to be almost instantly; never losing grip on one another’s hand as they walked down the street, her sitting front and centre at shows (which worked out pretty well in tag matches with Tyler as he would shake hands with fans on one side of the ring, Tyler on the other and they’d meet in the middle where she would high-five the younger man and Trent would pull her into a passionate kiss for good luck) and silly little romantic gestures from both parties. Such gestures included her leaving one of her wristbands in his bag to wear in the ring on the rare occasion that she couldn’t go with him to a show. He nearly took a guy’s head off with a clothesline when the bastard pulled it off of his wrist when he had him in a wristlock. Tyler had to hold Trent back despite secretly wanting to knock the other man’s teeth down his throat, knowing how difficult it could be for his friend not to have his girl with him, that the wristband was his way of having a piece of her close by and this prick had crossed the line by taking it. Trent had his own gestures for her, of course. He liked to bring her a postcard back from every new place he went and write something he loved about her on the back. She had a whole box full of the cards and they were some of her most treasured possessions. Pete would never admit it but he found it adorable that his friend was so persistent, making sure that he had purchased a postcard for his lady.

They were happy. Her father? Not so much. He despised Trent. Both of the couple remembered the day that she introduced him to her parents back in 2015 with a strange fondness.


Trent had shown up at her parent’s home dressed in his best, yet casual, suit, with a bunch of flowers and a bottle of white wine in his hands. She greeted him at the door, her mother not too far behind. Both wore grins. He handed the flowers to her mother who gushed about how he was so charming and handsome. His girlfriend swears to this day that she saw a blush on his face, no matter how much he denies it.

Sitting down for dinner, her father began his interrogation. It started off simple. He told him that he was from Wolverhampton, he was, at the time, 34 years old, the normal stuff. The question of what he did for a living should have been normal too but unfortunately, her father was less than happy. He had seen his daughter watching these wrestling matches when she was home. The last thing he wanted was for his precious angel of a daughter to be anywhere near the ‘scum’ of the wrestling world. The look he gave Trent was one that can only be described as vicious. Trent was just about able to ignore the snide remarks being directed towards him and hell, he knew Pete wouldn’t let the comments made about him get under his skin so neither should Trent. It was when Tyler was brought up that he finally snapped. Tyler was only 18 and like a little brother to him so, like any older brother would if he heard someone chatting shit about his younger sibling, he whacked him in the jaw. Her mother didn’t even try and stop him, knowing full well that her husband deserved it.


She didn’t know that he still had the engagement ring from the bedside table. He knew he wanted to propose properly but he also wanted to make it special. He had thought about maybe doing it after the UK Tournament, possibly in the ring. A ring in the ring? Kind of cute. God, she had been so proud of him when they found out he was going to be in the tournament. It had been a couple of months since they had gotten back together, just before Christmas, all of her stuff had been moved back into their small apartment. She had walked in on him crying after hanging up the phone.


“Babe, are you okay?” She called, walking into their shared bedroom. He was sat on the edge of the bed, shoulders lightly shaking.

“Yeah. These are happy tears, I assure you.” He turned his body to face her as she sat down next him. This was going to be amazing, not just for him but for the both of them.

“Why are you crying? Oh god, did I do something wrong?”

“No! No, love. I um…I just got off of the phone with someone about a really incredible thing that’s happening next month. It was…It was Triple H,” She covered her mouth with her hands, eyes already starting to tear up, “The WWE are holding a tournament to crown the inaugural WWE United Kingdom Champion. And they want me to be in the tournament.”

He couldn’t help but cry and now they were both in tears, holding one another. The pride rushed through her in waves because her man was finally being recognised by the biggest promotion in the world, all of his hard work had paid off.

“I am so proud of you and everything you have achieved. Tyler and Pete are going to be so happy for you.”

“I think they might get a bit jealous.” Less than a minute later, Trent’s phone buzzed twice, “Well, I don’t have to worry about that now. They both got a call too. British Strong Style is coming to the WWE.“


Obviously, Trent didn’t win the tournament. He didn’t propose either.

When he finally did, he had the help of the Bullet Club. Kenny, Matt and Nick were over in the UK and just so happened to be facing British Strong Style at FIght Club Pro. The Young Bucks were more than happy to help Trent. After all, lady was like their sister.


Following one hell of a show, Trent was able to have the use of the ring for a little while after the crowd had gone from the warehouse. Matt and Nick had to convince Y/N that they and Kenny wanted to go through some of the moves she had been working on. Luckily, she bought it and stuck around after the show.

Technically, they weren’t lying to her as they did start off by helping her with moves and it took about ten minutes before Trent worked up the courage to get in the ring with them. She was running the ropes at the time and definitely wasn’t expecting to turn around and see Trent on one knee, box in hand, both of the Jacksons with smirks on their faces.

“You bastards. You fucking tricked me!”

“Oh, shut up and listen to what the man has to say.”

Everything went quiet, other wrestlers crowding in the doorway to catch a glimpse of what was happening.

“Sorry about the ruse, darling. It’s taken me a little bit of time to figure out how to do this and with The Elite being over here, I thought this would be a good time. The very fact that you let me back into your life after the crap I put you through made me realise just how lucky I am. I get to go out and do what I love, all the while knowing that you’re back here for me to come home to. I would let the boys superkick the living shit out of me rather than do anything to hurt you ever again. And I know that we may never have a normal life because of what I do but I don’t think a ‘normal life’ is very us. So…if you’ll put up with me for the rest of our lives, Y/N Y/L/N…will you marry me?”

“Of course I will! Yes!” The sound of applause and cheering faded as Trent slipped the ring onto her finger and she pulled him into a kiss.

Finally.


And that’s how they ended up here. They didn’t want to wait to have a big wedding, instead opting for a quiet affair with their family and friends. Her mother had come, refusing to miss her little girl getting married. Y/N had her ‘brothers’ walk her down the aisle, just like she wanted, and Trent had Pete and Tyler as his best men. He knew that looking into her eyes as she stood across from him, both having said their vows, he would go through everything again as long as it led to this.

A short and sweet reception and a taxi ride back to their stupid little flat was all that they wanted. They spent the rest of the night laughing and smiling, dancing around their living room to silly pop music.

“I love you. I always have.”

“I love you too. I always will.”

Small tips that make a (healthier) difference

Hey you! I dare you to try your best to follow this checklist tomorrow! But hey! Not so fast. Why not try it again the next day (and every day after that)? Sometimes it’s the smaller changes that can in fact help improve our health and wellbeing, especially when we think we’re short of time. School stressing you out? Everything is going to be ok. Try a few little things here. Tick everything off that you completed! Tell me how it goes for you!

This was a spontaneous post and I’ve found that I’ve been making errors in my posts recently! Plz correct me bc I am an egg. Hope u like it anyway.


Morning:

  • Wake up as soon as you do naturally or when your alarm goes off. Make your bed! Open the blinds!
  • Get out of bed and s t r e t c h – all the way from the very tips of your fingers to the tips of your toes. (Trust me, this feels good)
  • Set your intention for the day. This might be weird for some, but try it. Example: Today I will be productive. I will be focused on my tasks and I will take the time to relax when needed. It doesn’t have to be as complicated – Example 2: I can do this. Remind yourself again.
  • Eat breakfast. A MUST. Try my favourite: eggs (poached, scrambled or fried) on toast with avocado or baked beans. Yes. We are on a roll today.
  • Drink one full glass of water within the hour of waking (don’t down it all in one go though!).
    • Add 1/8 of a lemon to this. Lemon is great to alkalise the body and getting that digestive system of yours goin! This will flush out toxins in the body and support your immune system too!
      • Side note: Wait half an hour before brushing your teeth after this (or maybe do it before) because lemons are acidic after all and can probably do some damage to your shiny whites.
  • Try having a water bottle by your bedside and beside you throughout the day as a constant reminder to drink water as you see it. Trust me, this has helped improve my water intake a lot.
  • Organise your day. What are your plans? What are of priority and what are not? Try brain dumping this, and then organising each task/item into a list, categorised in importance. This will help decrease stress throughout the day and easy referral back to this list.
  • Dress in some lovely clothes! Your fave sweater and some cool black tights? 100%!! What about that pretty skirt you like with a nice top? HECK YEAH!!!

Midday:

  • Lunchtime! Eat again. Wholesome foods are an absolute must whenever you can.
  • Aim for 3-4 cups of water by lunchtime (inclusive of the glass of lemon water you had this morning).
  • Remember that intention you set this morning? Say it again.
  • Throw a compliment at someone. Be genuine. This will have a butterfly effect. If someone throws one at you to – don’t disagree! Say thank you. You rock, don’t doubt that.
  • Are there any ticks beside those tasks on your checklist from this morning? I hope so!
  • Throw in a random burst of exercise! In public too – who cares! Pick one of these: 50 starjumps! 3 sets of 10 squats! A quick walk around outdoors!

Arvo (/Afternoon… Straya):

  • Hit that 3pm slump? Same. Here are a few ideas to get you going, especially coming home from a long day:
    • NAP! 15-20 mins. No longer. No less. Be strict here or your sleep pattern might go funny and we don’t want that. (And groggy headaches are gross)
    • Exercise! This is so fundamental to our health and wellbeing. Try out short pilates videos (no equipment) here (that as living proof, work) or some really cool yoga videos here, here, and here. Yoga is great. Try this daily. Or take a brisk walk for 30 minutes  = wake up your brain, pick up your mood AND burn some fat. C’mon, go get your shoes!
    • Have a healthy snack, such as those listed in this great post by @tbhstudying. Get your brain and bod going, my friends!
  • Write down your to do list for any work, study or event related things that you need to complete this afternoon. Set out all your equipment, sort out your papers from the day and get organised!
  • Clear your (bedroom/bed/desk/floor/work/closet) space for 5 minutes every day. I’m guessing that you’ve started to pile a few things here like I do. This will save you time and help maintain cleanliness, staving away from the complicated stress that comes from having to reorganise just about everything which we all know to hate when we’re busy with other things.
  • Have you had your 5th and 6th cups of water of the day yet? Get to it!
  • Sit up straighter and you’ll look more confident and feel more confident. Your back will also be very grateful for this.

Night:

  • Continue all your extra to-dos. Get this done. You can do it!
  • Make sure to put something in your body guys. I’m talking food here by the way… don’t let that sentence mislead you! This is especially important for those of you probably thinking “I’ll just eat later” or “I’m not hungry”.  Eat. EAT NOW. PleASE.
  • Spend some quality time with your family. How’s their day been? Tell them about yours too.
  • Glasses of water No. 7, 8 and beyond should be here.
  • Prep your meals, lists, notes, outfits, etc. for the next day. Getting these things sorted now will help you get it out of the way and save you time!
  • Settle down a little. It’s time to wiiiind doooooooownnn. Read a book. Scroll through Tumblr (aaayeee!) – but not too deep into the pits okay guys. Watch a little TV.
  • I know a lot of posts say to switch off 1-2 hours before bed. If you’re literally glued to your electronics, try switching off 5 minutes earlier every day and replace that with something else. What about doing your prep items for the next day (listed two points back!!)? Or, do get those pesky chores out the way.
    • Side note: Cleaning your room often will help freshen it, get rid of itchy dust and decrease the chances of bugs and other smol random things to crawl around your room. (If that’s not a little motivation then I’m not sure what is…). It’ll also keep your space maintained so you don’t have to do it all at once. *Shudders* Plus the likelihood of those gross germs from the world hanging around and building up in there is a no-no.
  • Sleep! 7-8 hours. Your body will thank you for it. CRUCIAL for healthy brain and body function. Plus your mood and skin will improve (i.e. gOODBYE EYEBAGS and hELLO GLOWING SKIN).
    • Side note: I see you reading this at 12am when you should be sleeping. I see you.

I hope this has helped you guys a little or at least inspired you to make a small change to your daily routine! Try doing a few items here (e.g. glass of lemon water, sitting up straighter, 8+ cups of water) and record this on a habit tracker! The smallest changes often have the greatest effects!

Don’t forget to let me know how you go.

Kalyisah (@studywithkal)

Klance Carnival AU where Lance’s little sister volunteers at a local carnival as a fortune teller and Lance tags along to help out. Shiro and Keith also volunteer and after their shifts are over, Shiro dares Keith to get his fortune told because Keith doesn’t believe in all that junk

  • “Come on Keith, if you don’t believe in magic what makes you think those conspiracy theories are even real?” “YOU TAKE THAT BACK!”
  • Lance doesn’t know too much about tarot cards, but he was really interested in palm reading during middle school and literally spent nights researching about it and reading his entire family’s palms 
  • “Lance, just watch the booth for ten minutes I’ve been sitting here for like five hours straight, tell whoever shows up that I’ll be right back” 
  • Keith walks in, rolls his eyes and almost immediately walks out when he sees a crystal ball but Lance’s voice keeps him from leaving “So you’re here for some answers? You might have to wai-” “I-I’m actually here to see just how real this actually all is” “Oooh so you’re a non believer huh?”
  • They sit down at a circular table and Keith kinda regrets storming in here immediately after what Shiro said because he’s actually nervous and expected an old lady to be running this booth…not some attractive guy
  • “Palm please.” Keith’s face gets a little red when Lance gently grabs his hand
  • “What are you doing?” “Palm reading.” “But the sign outside says card reading not palm reading.” “O-oh uh this is a special edition for non-believers only.”
  • “Is this your first palm reading, Keith?” “How did yo-” “You’re wearing a volunteer name tag” 
  • Lance feels a bit rusty because it has been a while since he’s last read a palm so he’s just aimlessly dragging the tip of his finger across Keith’s palm (which is really much softer than it looks)
  • Lance sort of gets lost in thought and realizes he’s been tracing the lines for minutes now. He looks up at Keith to see if he’s noticed and then attempts to hold in his laughter when he sees just how intense Keith is looking at their hands
  • “Why are you laughing, did my hand say something weird about me?”

Bonus: Lance’s sister gets distracted by the cotton candy machine and takes a bit longer than intended

facebook and reposting

I know nobody’s here for long spiels, but this might be a bit lengthy… I’d much rather fill my dash with replies to you guys about stuff that has actual substance, or just post art in general, but this needs to be said.

Please don’t message me to ask if you can re-post/re-upload/re-distribute my work. I have an instagram, twitter AND tumblr where I distribute my work. That’s where I’d like to keep it. 

I appreciate the respect you’re giving by asking, but it gets exhausting to keep saying ‘thank you, BUT’…it says clearly on my description page to Not Repost Anywhere. It does not say ‘Please only repost with permission’ it just says Don’t Do It. If you send me IM’s about re-uploading my work on instagram/FB/twitter/wattpad etc, I will ignore it. My silence isn’t an unspoken ‘do whatever you want’, it is a blatant ‘no’. OTL

In terms of Facebook - I respect and admire the effort put in by those who run translation fanpages - but I will also have to automatically decline all of your requests. Not because I don’t want my work to be accessible to those who don’t speak English, but because I’ve had multiple facebook accounts re-upload my work without my consent and with barely any credit/proper captioning of the work. And whenever I’ve tried to fix the issue, I’ve either been blocked, or had the re-posters try and lecture me about how I’m asking for the impossible.

Artists don’t ask for much. We do this for free and because we enjoy sharing our love for a series with the world in the best way we know how - by drawing out our feelings and ideas. It’s honestly a bonus and privilege to be able to earn money from my fanwork/fanmerch, and I greatly appreciate every gesture of patronage. 

Artists shouldn’t have to ‘suck it up’ or be ‘aware that this comes with the territory’. Some artists, especially those who share work on Pixiv, face very real VERY serious legal repercussions if their fanwork is tracked back to them from sites that they did not consent to it being uploaded to. It doesn’t take much to paste a Pixiv artists description into google translate to see if they have said ‘Do Not Repost’ in their native tongue. 

Please respect artists. Please look at our descriptions, read our FAQs and consider ‘why am I re-posting in the first place? Do I have explicit permission? Did I check if they allow this? why not just support and spread my appreciation for their work by reblogging their art post, or telling friends about their blog/twitter/pixiv?’

Artists are not machines made of endless amounts of money, time, or energy. We’re human beings that thrive on feedback, communication, and mutual respect. I wouldn’t have gotten to where I am now if not for the wonderful, kind people who supported and encouraged me on my art accounts. To those who support artists by re-blogging our work and/or keyboard smash their thoughts at us, I love you dearly. To those who support artists by purchasing our prints/keychains/charms/standees/zines? You guys are phenomenal, we couldn’t do half of what we do without you. 

To the re-posters however? And to those who try to lecture artists about the Ways Of the Internet and how Reposting is Inevitable? The solution starts with YOU, not us. Mutual respect and honest communication, please utilise it.

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My Valentines gift to you is a dumb Andromeda Age crossover comic. Your gift to me can be pretending to laugh. Thank you.

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Tangled!AU Cast Extras I actually wasn’t planning on doing but anywaYS HERE THEY ARE and now with captions!

Yurio and Yakov are the most disturbing thing I’ve drawn in a long time. Also: Phichit as the Hook guy who wants to be a concert pianist, and Chris as Gunther, who wants to be a interior designer.

Part 0 - Part 1 - Part 2 - AU Tag - DO NOT repost anywhere!

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Sharing is Caring.

Dean Ambrose/Roman Reigns/OC- Reader’s shower stops working and needs to use Roman and Deans. Things get a little carried away.

Warnings: I don’t know why this is so long but it is, also there aren’t any except for pure smut.

I don’t know where this idea came from but I’m damn glad that its here now : @alexispoo @the-geekgoddes @vebner37 @sierrarukia @ambrosegirlforever


I smirked as my heels clicked on the concrete in the halls of the arena. Seeing that I wasn’t scheduled to fight tonight but instead I had a promo with Dean and Roman, my outfit had to be perfect. My heels made me feel a little bit more superior than my fellow wrestlers and the whistle that just left Finn’s mouth made me giggle in delight.

As I stood in the gorilla waiting for my cue, I checked my reflection once more and smiled as I saw how well my dress hugged every curve on my body. My music pulled my attention away from the mirror and I walked out the curtain to an audience chanting my name.

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Break Dance AU

Just
Just hear me out
There’s this one all-star team. One if them is a DJ at the club and the other is a small-time rapper. They’ve been dancing for a long time and have quite the reputation.
They’re Team Analogical. Anxiety and Logic.
Aka
Anthony and Logan, best friends since pre-k. They’ve been the champs for a long time, ever since they beat Tag Team, one of their favorite rivals.

Then, there’s this new team.
Royality.
Prince and Morality.
Not much is really known about them??
Anthony is convinced that Prince is that one rich kid what was his name? Roman?
Logan rolls his eyes and says he’d be just as pompous here as he was in school if they were one in the same.

Roman is /panicking/
Patton the cute boy in math class is there and he’s really good and oh my god he likes me but he’s not a fan of me at school and oh gosh he’s so talented and Patton are you listening
That Logic is pretty cute huh

Basically these two “mystery characters” are total nerd pining over their self proclaimed arch rivals (thanks Roman) (I apologized!)

Tag Team gas figured all of this out and is trying to get them together but it’s /not working/
Missy we gotta do it
Peter no this is a terrible idea
No, no it’s great
We are not using my little brother in one of your schemes
PLEASE
OKAY FINE BUT YOU OWE ME

Peter and Missy are in their study group
At first none of them have any clue
Missy figures it out first
Hey most amazing little brother
Oh, god, what
We ship these guys together right-
You mean Prinxiety and Logicality?

How-
The internet, Miss. The internet. So, you two know my price, right?
Missy looks at Peter
Groan
Fffine.
Well?
I’ll get it to you tomorrow. /After/ you’ve done the thing.
Steven (Imaj) smiles
Deal.

Later that night
LOGAN WHERE IS OUR MAKE UP
I DON’T KNOW
F UCK

PATTON
Yeah?
WHERE IS OUR MAKE UP
… Oh no
*high pitched screaming*

… I don’t know where to go from here but Imma write somethin’ up during Creative Writing.

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i cant stop listening to this song for three days now

so Anatomically Incorrect Gay Doodles are a must

A big angel with his beautiful smol angel. 

I swear I’m doing the devil’s work here since there still isn’t enough deckerstar fanart for my liking. I shall make more until more artists do the same. 

anonymous asked:

Cn & lb's weapons have Internet access & untraceable IPs so when they're bored on patrol they livesteam & do random shit on youtube & bc of that everyone sees them as people not just heroes & sometimes alya gets in on it & they stream to the ladyblog

have you guys ever seen that shipping video that thomas sanders and jon cozart did? this is p much based off that xD

Link to Archive of Our Own: [AO3]

Summary: “We’ve noticed something interesting going on. An alarming number of people seem to ship Ladybug and I.”“

Yeah, it’s tricky stuff shipping real life people. People expect us to be romantically compatible. But are we?”

An exclusive Ladyblog Livestream Event with Ladybug and Chat Noir where they decide once and for all whether Ladynoir is a compatible (and acceptable) ship. Remember to like comment and subscribe!


“Okay, guys. Act natural, and remember this is just for fun. You guys cool with doing your own intro and everything?”

Ladybug scoffed. “Are you kidding? You’re giving him control of an entire video, he’s totally fine.”

“You can literally make fun of me until the end of time, I don’t care. Do you know how much I’ve fantasized about doing a YouTube tag?” Chat Noir bounced in his seat a little bit and cracked his knuckles. “I am beyond ready.”

Ladybug jutted a thumb at him and smirked at Alya. “See? I think we’ll be good.”

Alya snorted and finished setting up her phone on the little tripod mount she bought specifically for the occasion. Her hands were shaking a little bit because she was still finding it hard to believe that Ladybug and Chat Noir were actually sitting in her living room, not even a few feet away from her. 

It had always been her dream to do a Livestream to the Ladyblog that wasn’t just focusing on the superheroics. Yes it was always exciting to get details on fights, on their powers, on what goes through their heads in the middle of battles, but at the end of the day they were still the same age as Alya. She wanted to have the chance to just do something silly with them. News reporters very rarely treated them like the teenagers they were, and Alya was sure that her followers would get a kick out of them doing something humorous on camera. She’d made a whole blog post about it one night when she was sleep deprived and not thinking before she typed. 

But two days later, when she caught them right after another akuma fight, Ladybug pointed her out of the crowd and mentioned that they both saw the post she’d made. “Feel free to ring us up when you have an idea for a video,” she grinned.

It was almost too good to be true, but Alya wasn’t going to let go of an opportunity like this. The amount of views and followers she’d get after this would be astronomical. She was practically vibrating. “Alright, you crazy kids, I’m gonna read off the questions for you once you start. Whenever you’re ready.”

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Ereri Hate

SO! I have been made aware that recently, my ship’s tag has been spammed with a bunch of immature idiots who have nothing better to do with their lives, therefore will go troll on other people and be assholes for the best of it. 

BUT!! I just think they may be feeling a little under the weather. What do you guys think? ;) 

In this case, why don’t we give them a little something to cheer them up eh? HERE WE GO

Some kissing

Some more kissing

Just a liiiiiiiitle more

Just an EENSY WEENSY MORE 

We can’t forget the cuddles now, can we?

No. No we most certainly cannot. 

How could we?

Aw come on, one more for extra measure.

AND LASTLY, THE MOST IMPORTANT PART. A nice, good, hicky. After all, what’s a relationship without one? :3

Feeling better now? :D

A Birthday You’ll Never Forget

Originally posted by littlesepticsam

Request: Hi! It’s me again, I was wondering if you could do a Mark x reader where it’s the readers birthday and Mark is really excited because they have been dating for a while and he proposes? It’s my birthday today so yeah, plus I need some fluff in my life! Thank you, mwah!

Summary: It’s Fem!Reader’s birthday and she doesn’t want any presents, of course boyfriend Mark doesn’t listen as always.

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the little hiatus, I meant to write ahead over break to have something to post when I started school again ut my procrastinating ass barely got around to doing her homework, much less writing ahead. Also, you guys dont understand how long it took me to find this gif? Like 15 minutes of just me scrolling through different variations of the markiplir tag smh. Anyway, hope the wait is worth it! Enjoy!

Wordcount: 1293, I restarted this like 3 times why is it not a million words long

Request some more chickadees! I love writing for you guys, even if it does take me a while sometimes.

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Into the Night

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Characters: OFC/AJ Styles

Warnings: NSFW, Sexual Content, Rough Sex, Spanking, Daddy Kink, Name calling, Consensual Slut Shaming.

Summary: This is a short one shot where OFC is teasing and playing with herself while AJ is driving. He gets angry and smut happens.

TAGS:  @actualamyautopsy @oraclegazes @livingthestrongstyle @phenominalstyles @hephenomenonalkingofthebrogues @reigns420 @devittslegos @banditsrose @llowkeys @littlemissava13 @the-geekgoddes @dessertwerewolf @xuhwheredidkylogox 

“That’s it. I’m pulling over!”

AJ’s knuckles had turned white on the steering wheel and his face red. His blue eyes filled with lust and anger, as he began to palm the rock hard flesh that had formed in his jeans.

She knew she’d pushed him too far, She hadn’t meant to get him that worked up but she got carried away. She’d planned was to tease him a little on the way to their next hotel, But she just couldn’t help herself. AJ’s eyes kept trailing away from the road as she pulled up her dress in the passenger’s seat so her legs were exposed to him. Letting her fingers dance up her thighs and teasingly tracing over the bruises and bite marks he’d left on her. His hand reached over to her thigh and pulled her legs further apart, all while trying to keep his eyes on the road. The tipping point was when she pulled her panties to one side and stroked a solitary finger over her folds.

“Get out.” AJ barked as he threw the car into park and unclasped his seatbelt.

Before she could process what was going on she was shivering in the cold crisp air of the night. AJ grabbed her wrist tightly and pulled her to the front of the car.

“Turn around, Hands on the car.” The familiar unzipping of his jeans echoed along in the darkness of the country road. It was eerily silent, the only sound was the owls cooing and the faint sounds of cars somewhere in the distance. 

The light radiating from inside the car illuminated them, but she had no idea where they were or how close to civilisation they could be. There were no streetlights or houses around, it was pitch black and she could barely see anything.

Her legs began to quiver as she obediently turned, pressing her palms into the hood of the rental and bent forward. AJ pulled her thighs apart, yanking her panties down in one swift motion and throwing them into the night. Grabbing a handful of her dress and pulling it up over her ass, holding it tightly into her lower back.

He ran his fingers over her dripping core, the wetness glistening in the moonlight as he listened to her stuttered breathing. The thrill of someone catching her bent over like this made her mind race and the dull thudding ache inside her intensify.

“I bet you’re already ready for me sweetheart?” AJ growled, his belt clinked as he nudged his jeans down his thick thighs far enough to pull himself out of his boxers. She could feel his member pressing into her thigh, wiggling her ass towards him in the hope he’d slip in her quicker.

“Please!” She croaked out, it was all she could manage.

AJ teasingly ran his cock over her entrance. She began to beg and press back onto him, Not wanting to suffer his usual routine of teasing. He dragged his cock through her lips and moved his hand around her to put pressure on her throbbing clit. She ground into is fingers, attempting to get any friction she could.

He gave himself a few strokes then pressed the head of his cock into her warm core, with a short snap of his hips he completely bottomed out inside her, Their bodies joined together under the stars. Without any time to adjust AJ pulled himself out and slammed back into her twice as hard, the perfect moan of pain and pleasure escaped her mouth. AJ set an intense pace and pushed her dress further up her back.

“That’s right baby girl, you take it on the side of the road like the little whore you are. Daddy’s little whore.”

“I’m not a whore, Daddy. I’m a good girl.” She whined. Of course, she wasn’t but it but it spurred him on, speeding up the movement of his hips and pounding her harder into the hood of the car, Each thrust causing her to bang into the metal below. 

“Good girls don’t tease. Good girls are patient and wait. They don’t touch themselves while Daddy is driving. You know how dangerous that is huh?”

“I’m sorry…” She cried between muffled moans.

“Well. What if I’d crashed huh?” His hand cracked down on her pale ass cheek leaving a deep red print. She yelped, as AJ continued to spank her, matching his thrusts.

She could hear him muttering words that she couldn’t quite make out but she knew they were dirty and degrading. AJ had lost himself to his own desires. He pulled her back onto him as she attempted to meet his thrusts. 

He flipped his brown locks back out of his face and continued to push himself deeper, pulling her legs further apart. “Only little sluts like getting fucked like this.”

AJ found her spot and aimed for it every time. Wetness ran down her legs and the slapping of their bodies together rang in her ears, unable to focus on anything else. Her senses were all over the place, but the pleasure of him fucking her was almost too much to handle. She could feel herself getting closer to a release and AJ could tell. 

“You gonna cum for me, Right out here in the open like the bad girl you are?” Pushing her back down into the cold metal and slapping her ass cheeks to match each stroke. 

AJ grabbed onto her hair to twist her body up and around for a kiss, letting out a groan into her mouth and clamping his teeth down on her bottom lip. Quickly her pussy started to clench around him and jolts of pleasure ran through her body as she bellowed out his name. Cumming violently, loudly and without permission, Screaming wildly into the silence of nature without a care in the world. Shaking and moaning as he continued to fuck her right through her orgasm until she could barely feel anything anymore. She collapsed onto the car like a dead weight as he continued, Unapologetically thrusting harder so he could reach his own release, coaxing her to keep it together.

“Mmm yeah, that’s right…” His eyes fixed on the sight of him sliding effortlessly in and out of her. His fingers gripping her hips and massaging the soft flesh below.

Soon his thrusts grew uneven and even more punishing, completely lost in a pace that was designed solely just to satiate himself. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt him pull out and finish on her ass, whimpering at the loss of fullness. He hissed as Wwrm cum spurted onto her and dotted over ass cheeks as he grunted away until he was done. AJ carefully collapsed forward onto her, nuzzling the back of her neck, burying himself in her hair. She could see his warm breath contrast in the cold air as his heart thumped against her back while he steadied his breath.

“You drive me crazy,” AJ whispered into the nape of her neck, placing a few sweet kisses on her shoulders.

She couldn’t find her words so said nothing. Letting go of her, AJ peeled himself away from her let out a little chuckle at the sight of her bent over, unsure of how to move with his cum all over her back.

“You just couldn’t wait could ya’ Missy.”


Let me know what you guys think! Sorry, it was a little shorter than my usual ones but this one just sort of flowed out of me. Comments, reblogs and likes are really appreciated!

If you wanna be tagged in any of my other stories do let me know!

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“-Its going to be fine, okay? Don’t worry about it.-
-How you can be so sure? -
-Because we are together -
- …..
- Do you trust me, Tsukki? -
- …. Yes… I do. - “

Hello, guys ; w ; 9

A pretty long time, I guess. I’m here with a little cute moment of the otp(?)

Hey guys you wanna play a game with me?

How about a little event thing?

Draw Yourself TWD Edition

  • “Draw Yourself as your Favorite TWD Character”
  • “Draw Yourself as you Least Favorite TWD Character”
  • and/or
  • “Draw Yourself in the TWD Universe”

If you could tag me in it that’d be great so I can see it. If not, just tag the drawing with #drawyourselftwd so I can see and reblog it. I wanna see all your amazing works!

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Got a proper lifting bag and went for a haul!!

💸Target💸
lifting bag - $40

💸Macy's💸
too faced sweet peach palette - $49 ~~my first palette!!~~

💸Victoria’s Secret💸
bodysuit - $30
pink bra - $35
orangey bralette - $20
green panties - $17
red panties - $11
purple crotchless panties - $25

💸Hot Topic💸
heart garter - $10

💸Office Max💸
mailing envelopes (for boosting items) - $10

💸H&M💸
choker - $8

💎💎total: $255.00💎💎


So I went to Macy’s to scope out the high end, Michael Kors type bags and it was all locked up with pencil tags with long loops, how do you guys get past that? I feel like detagging those on the floor would be super sus. Or do you only snag the ones that have been left untagged? Anyways, on my way out, right before heading to Ulta to try for the sweet peach palette I saw one lying in Macy’s so I grabbed it and it wasn’t tagged or anything!❤❤ I knew they had high end makeup but I didn’t even think to check for that 🙃🙃

I was going to get a little butt plug and over the door restraints from Spencer’s but the entire time I was in the area near the sex toys there was a man staring at me with his hand distinctly moving around in his pocket :///// Think I’ll go to one of the actual sex shops near me soon, Spencer’s restraints break easy anyways

anonymous asked:

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (◠‿◠✿)

Ooh, okay, well: 

1. Sleight of Hand

I’m always gonna rec this one because it’s by far my biggest project yet (and the longest multi-chapter I have written… ever), plus I’m always a sucker for slowburn co-leaders bellarke working together and kicking ass ✿✿✿

2. You’re Cool on The Internet, At Least

Social media au where bellarke meet on Facebook and ofc Clarke has a humongous crush on bellamy cos he won’t stop fighting the bigoted assholes on her timeline. Someone needs to do me a solid and add one more kudos to this cos it’s at 599 kudos and I like even numbers. 

3. Or, You Could Always Google It

YouTubers au! Rival youtubers that eventually become friends and of course eventually become lovers. My jam, basically.

4. Every Little Thing She Does is Magic

Pretty sure that this is the fic that I started getting a little known for, but it’s basically a bellarke hogwarts au with gryffindor!bellamy and slytherin!clarke and ofc they start off as enemies and work their way to lovers. Who do you take me for?

5. You’re The Only Home I Know

Neighbours bellarke, lotsa pining and lotsa fluff. This is also at like, 697 kudos and you guys know how I feel about odd numbers so… maybe a few people could do me a solid, thanK YOU

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So this is my first time posting my art on tumblr. I’ve wanted to do it for a while and I’ve been really nervous but I’ve been inspired by amazing artists like @upthehillart and @blvnk-art (sorry, I hope you guys don’t mind me tagging you even though we don’t know each other I just really love your art!!) so I thought I’d just go for it.

These aren’t much; just little sketches of the Slytherin crew how I imagine them after the war. Top row from right to left is Millicent Bulstrode, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson. Bottom row right to left is Daphne Greengrass, Astoria Greengrass and Greg Goyle. 

Please reblog, but please, please don’t repost! 

Much love x