i am stripped :(

I am the flag of the United States of America
My name is Old Glory.

I fly atop the world’s tallest buildings.
I stand watch in America’s halls of justice.
I fly majestically over great institutes of learning.
I stand guard with the greatest military power in the world.
Look up! And see me!

I stand for peace, honor, truth, and justice.
I stand for freedom.
I am confident … I am arrogant.
I am proud.

When I am flown with my fellow banners,
my head is a little higher,
my colors a little truer.

I bow to no one.
I am recognized all over the world.
I am worshipped.
I am saluted.
I am respected.
I am revered. I am loved.
And I am feared.

I have fought every battle of every war for more than 200 years…
Gettysburg, Shilo, Appomatox, San Juan Hill, the trenches of France,
the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome, the beaches of Normandy,
the deserts of Africa, the cane fields of the Philippines,
the rice paddies and jungles of Guam, Okinawa, Japan, Korea, Vietnam,
and a score of places long forgotten by all but those who were with me.

I was there!

I led my soldiers.
I followed them.
I watched over them…
They loved me.
I was on a small hill in Iwo Jima.
I was dirty, battle-worn and tired,
but my soldiers cheered me,
and I was proud.

I have been soiled, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of countries
I have helped set free.
It does not hurt … for I am invincible.
I have been soiled, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of my country,
and when it is by those with whom I have served in battle … it hurts.
But I shall overcome … for I am strong.

I have slipped the bonds of Earth
and stand watch over the uncharted new frontiers of space
from my vantage point on the moon.

I have been a silent witness to all of America’s finest hours.
But my finest hour comes
when I am torn into strips to be used for bandages
for my wounded comrades on the field of battle.
when I fly at half mast to honor my soldiers…
and when I lie in the trembling arms
of a grieving mother at the graveside of her fallen son.

I am proud.
My name is Old Glory.
Dear God … Long may I wave!

LIGHTER - DW

{synopsis} dallas winston asks you for a lighter, igniting more than just his cigarette’s flame

{warnings} sex god dally in all his naked glory, fingering, dirty talk, smoking, drinking, smutty smut smut, get out your bibles kids, oral sex (fr), literally the whole package, sensual dally, dom!dally

{pairing} dallas winston x fem!reader

{word count} 1526

   The night was cold, bitter, and dark. Your eyes shifted from the lit cigarette in your hand to the velvety black sky above, the expanse of it adorned with tiny white lights. The pounding music from inside Buck’s had given you a splitting migraine, and even as you took drags from your cigarette your head was dizzy. You peeked back inside the red-lit room, watching the dancing bodies move together along with the beat. Your eyes widened, though, as the people began to part for a darkly dressed, stumbling figure. He was tall and shaggy looking, chestnut colored hair sticking out at all angles from his head. He had pale skin and a mischievous smirk on his lips, a sign of trouble you didn’t want to deal with.

Keep reading

I also have another project (for comic practice) which is 28 pages long (f*ck) and I’m still at page 21 and at stage 1 (rough sketches) ORZ

5-3-2017

how often do we meet soulmates? was it you? the person that made my starbucks coffee? or was it you? the person that i see everyday? maybe it was you. maybe it wasn’t. i have a strange fascination with flowers. do you read poetry? do you ever feel like something is missing? what type of books do you read? what’s your favorite song? was it you? the person that loves who i am. if i’m stripped of poetry, art and my youth– could you still find me? are you searching too? i once read a story about the sun and the moon. is love like that? will i run into you decades from now? what’s your drive? your passions? your smile?
what does it look like?

onlysilentawe  asked:

“I’m going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else.“ Nursey/Dex, please!

Full Body Blush

“This isn’t what it looks like,” Dex said desperately. He reached for the pillow behind him; his fingers sank into something soft and he grabbed it, hastily pulling it into his lap.

“That’s funny, because it looks like you’re sitting naked on my bed,” Bitty said. “And I’ll thank you to set Senor Bun back where you found him.” His tone was icy and his hands were on his hips. He looked as angry as Dex had ever seen him look – Bitty didn’t do angry, he was the king of ‘bless your heart, kill you with kindness, bury your body out in a field in the dead of night’ passive aggressive. This wasn’t good.

Dex looked down and saw he hadn’t grabbed Bitty’s pillow, but a rabbit. A well-worn stuffed rabbit, apparently named Senor Bun, that Bitty loved enough to bring along to college and keep in his bed. It would be chirp-worthy, if that beloved stuffed rabbit wasn’t currently covering Dex’s junk. Slowly, Dex replaced Senor Bun in his place of honor on Bitty’s pillow and folded his hands over his crotch.

“Bitty…”

“I’m going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else.” Bitty tapped his foot while Dex looked around helplessly. His underwear was nowhere to be seen, nor were any of his other clothes.

“Aww, does he have to?” And there was Nursey, right on cue. He was standing in Bitty’s doorway, a big grin on his face. “I didn’t know people could blush with their whole bodies.” He held up a hand where Bitty wouldn’t notice, Dex’s underwear dangling from his fingers.

But Bitty did notice. “Don’t think I don’t know what’s going on here,” he said sternly. Dex froze, his eyes on Nursey’s face. “Prank wars are for the dorms, not my bedroom, you hear?”

Dex nodded frantically while Nursey pressed his lips together, trying not to laugh.

“Now, Nursey, you give Dex his clothes back. I don’t even want to know what you two were planning. I’m going downstairs. I’ll be back up in five minutes, and I better not see anything in here that I would politely ignore in the locker room.”

With that, Bitty turned and left, edging past Nursey who stood back to let him out. Dex was relieved to see Nursey had the rest of his clothes under one arm.

“Get in here,” Dex hissed.

Nursey’s laugh finally broke free as he walked in and threw Dex’s clothes at his head. He closed the door and leaned against it. “Do you think he’d politely ignore us making out in the locker room?”

“We are not going to find out.” Dex thrust both feet into his underwear and yanked them up, then pulled on his shirt.

“We could just tell him the truth.” Nursey had his chill face on now. “Bitty wouldn’t care. The opposite, probably. And it’s not like we have to keep our relationship a secret.”

Dex paused in the middle of putting on his pants. “No.” Nursey did that stone-faced thing that Dex hated and he quickly added, “He’ll think we were going to have sex in his room. We’ll tell him - and everyone else - later, once he’s had a chance to forget about this.”

Nursey relaxed again. “Why did you even come in here? Chowder’s room is right across the hall, and he wouldn’t have cared if he found the whole team naked in there. He’d probably ask if it was some team bonding thing and if he should get naked too.”

“I panicked, all right?” Dex zipped and buttoned his pants. “Where are my socks and shoes?”

“Still in the living room. I was in a hurry when I saw Bitty go up the stairs.” Nursey pushed away from the door and moved closer to Dex, stopping mere inches away. He put his hands on Dex’s shoulders. “We should just tell Bitty. He’ll freak out because of what we were about to do on the couch, not that you ran into his room to hide.”

Dex’s face went hot again. “I am never doing a strip tease for you in the Haus again.”

Nursey leaned in and kissed him. “That’s okay. I’ll do one for you next time.”

me, while in the middle of writing a fanfic: wait a minute guys i have 19 more good ideas

Friday Night (Prologue)

Jimin x Reader x Jungkook

PART I

Warnings: none yet

Word Count: 2,727

Summary: You decided to go to your friend’s party, and once everyone left they decided to play truth or dare..


The music was good, the drinks were strong, and you were having a blast. You were at your friend’s dorm for an ‘end of the school year’ party that had winded down, leaving you with your seven close friends. Your friends had left earlier after finding their next one night stand, leaving you with your closest friends. You kind of wished there was another female with you to distract them, but at the same time you enjoyed hanging out with them for the first time in months.

You were all seated around the coffee table, trying to decide on a game to play to get you even more drunk, (if that was even possible in Taehyung’s case), when Hoseok piped up.

“Hey! How about truth or dare?” you groaned, knowing how competitive the boys were from playing games with them many times, you would end up doing something ridiculous, “but there’s no limits.”

That snapped you out of your daydream, no limits? You looked around at the guys and didn’t see anyone object, so you agreed as well after making it clear that no one would be forced to do something that could cause injury. The game started out pretty tame, the guys only forcing out secrets they’ve been dying to hear. Who knew that it was Yoongi that was crying alone in the dorm one night while watching historical dramas.

“Hobi. Truth or dare?” you hear Yoongi ask, out for revenge.

“Truth.” you look over at Yoongi for the question and see him smirk.

“Tell them about the Disney movies.” You saw Hoseok’s  eyes widen and a pleading look cross his features. this has to be good  as everyone looked at Hoseok expectantly.

“I-… pass?” Hoseok looked around sheepishly.

“Fine, you can pass. But, you have to strip to your underwear.” Taehyung piped up, earning agreement from the other six.

“Okay, OKAY. IliketowatchdisneyprincessmoviesandImayormaynotcrywhentheyfinallykiss,” he mumbled, and you struggled to catch what Hoseok had said.

“I’m sorry, could you repeat that? I don’t think we all heard you.” Yoongi chuckled, poking Hoseok to get him to repeat what he had mumbled.

“I- I like to watch Disney Princess movies and I may cry when they finally kiss. TRUE LOVE IS MAGICAL OKAY?” Hoseok huffed as he crossed his arms in annoyance. The rest of you erupted into fits of laughter, unable to stop due to Hoseok’s confession. Yoongi was also being questioned as to how he knew this and to divulge the full story to everyone.

You were still laughing over the latest revelation when you heard someone call your name. You turned to see Hoseok looking at you.

“Truth or Dare?” He asked you again, obviously trying to move past his embarrassing truth. You pity him a bit when Jungkook starts to sing A Whole New World, and Taehyung pretends to cry. You think about your answer, wondering what they could possibly ask you if you were to say ‘truth’. There can’t be much that they don’t already know.

“Truth.” You say, and Hoseok smiles. Shit.

“Who have you thought about while masturbating out of the seven of us?” he asked you. That got everyone off his case pretty quick. You felt seven pairs of eyes on you as they waited for you to answer. You lowered your head and thought of the best way to answer him. Should you tell the truth, or should you try to lie? Leave it to Hoseok to find a way to ask two questions in one. “Well, are you going to answer or strip?”

Keep reading