i can talk about his story for hours

in all seriousness, without getting into specific spoilers, I think the thing that bowls me over the most about the adventure zone is the absolute love and care you can feel in every single piece of it that comes out of it being a podcast medium.

like… we see Griffin talking on twitter about his adoration, and Justin and Clint busting at the seams trying not to talk about things that are coming, Travis fucking picking up woodworking to create the things his character does in canon to feel the emotional impact. Part of the reason this show has worked it’s way so into my heart is because of how much it’s so obvious the creators adore it, and the story they’re telling, and how much you can HEAR it as they perform their story.

The day I knew I was in on this podcast forever was absolutely at the end of Eleventh Hour, during the backstory episode. Magnus’ section of the episode was right before the ad break, and Griffin had an NPC describing how he could change his past, the worst mistakes of his life, and save the person closest to him, and as soon as he says “you can save them”, the mic picked up Travis making a small gasp in realization. Just one hitch of breath. That simple action has stuck with me for months, and it shines out in so many aspects of their vocal performance. You know things are about to get serious with Taako when Justin’s voice gets low, and flat, and directly to the point. There’s a way Clint breathes in and goes “well, you know…” when you just know things are about to get so real. And Griffin’s narration, the way his voice warbles with a little laugh when he’s delivering the one-two emotional punch.

I just… I adore seeing creators love their creations and these boys have gone above and beyond, especially this arc, to perform their characters to their fullest extent. I’m just so, so thankful of the dedication and craft they’ve brought to this show, and while I’m sad to see it go, I cannot wait to see how it ends.

Ok but Modern AU Sasuke…

-so tired what is sleep

-seriously the bags under his eyes are gucci

-straight A n e r d

-hates finals and tests with a passion

-anxiety anxiety anxiety

-everything must be neat or he can’t function

-let’s his hair grow out and only cares how long it gets if Ino points it out or the bangs get into the way

-but one day Naruto mentions he looks good with long hair and he lets it grow out for a w h i l e

-finds gender norms annoying and stupid so fuck it wear a skirt to school three times a week

-loves naps more than homework and living

-loves his brother but would also sell him to Satan for a corn chip if he finishes the coffee and didn’t buy more

-it’s sacred ok

-“what’s up you depressed bastard”

-“Shut up Suigetsu”

-totally not a gamer of course not

-proceeds to beat all of Karin’s and Suigetsu’s high scores out of spite

-has almost ended a 11 year long friendship because sOMEONE USED THE FUCKING BLUE SHELL

-hint hint that person is Naruto

-a big gay and has a running crush on a cute blonde boy

-who is also Naruto

-“just talk to him”

-“no emotions are hard can’t I kill him instead and blame Sakura on the murder”

-loves writing and poems but it’s a secret

-it’s not a secret

-almost everyone has read one of his poems or short stories at least once

-usually by accident

-but they’re really good why hasn’t he published yet

-oh right cause he’s super shy about it actually

-writes love poems to Naruto when he’s supposed to be paying attention in class

-that goes into a special notebook no one can ever read

-fantasies about kissing him then gets too flustered to speak for three hours

-ends up kissing the blonde boy he’s been pining for YEARS after accidentally punching him

-it’s a long story

-but he’s happy and gay and nothing can change that

anonymous asked:

can you pleeeease post some stories about/from OMD?

sure.

i’ll set the stage: picture a 5′6″ 80 year old man with giant blue eyes and shaggy white hair that is a mix between surfer bro and old man. he’s almost always wearing a jumpsuit and hasn’t purchased new clothes since the 80s or sometihng.

he called me at 11:30 PM when he knew I was in bed. he knew i was in bed because he had been talking to me through my bedroom window for an hour about how he is convinced someone broke into his house in 1949 through the bedroom window. he didn’t live there in 1949. i was like, OMD. it is my bedtime. i know you stay up until 4 AM and sleep until 2 PM every day, but I gotta get up at 7 for work. and he said, “i just had to tell you that i found a picture of my brother in law and i can’t WAIT to show you tomorrow” and then talked at me for 15 minutes (from 4 feet away - literally, our houses are really close together) about his brother in law who is now dead.

he’s lived on our street his ENTIRE life - he was born a few blocks down the road, moved a few blocks up the road as a teen, and bought the house in the 70s. he knows EVERYTHING about the neighborhood.

when i was moving in a few years ago, he sauntered out of his house and sat on the back of the moving truck uninvited, made a skeptical face, and shouted, “WHO are YOU!?” at me. my mom was convinced he was going to murder me for so long. i thought he was so weird at first and my mom was like “someday you’ll just be like, oh don’t mind dan, he’s harmless, he’s just my wacky neighbor” and it’s so true.

he casually drops the craziest stuff into conversation and i never believed him at first but i’ve been fact checking and EVERYTHING he says is true. in one of our first conversations he dropped that my house used to be a brothel and a sex worker owned it and that he was a millionaire and owned property in 5 different states and i didn’t believe him but it’s all true.

sometimes he brings me $5 giftcards to trader joes because he knows i like to buy cookies from there, but scolds me about eating junk food. he’s EXTREMELY healthy and goes to a naturopath. i wish i could post a picture of him but that would be creepy and he HATES the internet - he doesn’t even have a cell phone.

he doesn’t own any big knives so he will leave watermelons on my back porch with a note asking me to cut them in half for him. he always gives me half.

he calls me his favorite friend and i told him about being in a bad spot when i was a young teen and last night while i was talking to him through my bedroom window he said “I’m just really glad you didn’t kill yourself when you were younger.” and it made me cry lol. i love him a lot he’s my surrogate grandpa. he never married or had kids. he waits for me in my backyard when i get home from work almost every day and tries to get me to hang out with him but i usually just want to go inside and chill, i try to hang out with him as much as possible.

he told me he’d never had a birthday party before so last year i threw him a garden party and baked him his favorite kind of cake and some of my friends came over and it was great.

he also hates taxes, trump, the government, and goes to a bunch of neighborhood anti gentrification meetings lol.

New Old Captain

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Lardo was hunched over her laptop working on a write up for her final art project and Ford was across the table from her, finalizing room assignments for the boys’ upcoming (and final) roadie, when the front door opened and a voice called out, “Hello?”

“Jack?” Lardo scrambled out of her chair and into the front hallway. Ford leaned over to save Lardo’s document, then slowly followed after her. She didn’t think she had met anyone on the team named Jack, but who else would be coming to the Haus? She ran through a mental roster of the team, but didn’t come up with anything.

She found Lardo wrapped up in what looked like the world’s comfiest hug with a man who had to be a foot taller than her, and if he wasn’t some sort of athlete, Ford would eat her rooming assignments. His arms, good lord.

“Who’s this, Ris?” He asked, catching sight of Ford.

“Ford, our new manager,” Lardo’s voice was muffled into his chest. “Ford, this is Jack. You should have told someone you were coming, Ransom and Holster made an extra practice today and everyone else is at the rink.”

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Guilt

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x reader

Plot: omg sebastian stan infidelity smut where he cheats on his gf with you because you’re who he want to be with

Originally posted by dolorioushaze

Sebastian’s heart started racing the minute he heard your name slip from his agents mouth when they listened off the other actors that were going to be apart of the movie. It was no secret to the world that you were his celebrity crush and he used to joke that you would be the exemption to his never getting married motto. He would joke that you were the only woman he’d want to get married with because you seemed so nice. That was before he was in a relationship and for the full two years of his relationship he felt the crush fizzling. “Seb … Seb are you ok?” Sebastian’s agent waved his hand.

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@yuriplisetsky is a size queen

Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky

2,900 words

“What are you talking about?”

“Your Twitter? Your thread that spends about ten tweets waxing poetry about the size of my dick? Everyone’s talking about it, the fans are going crazy, I had Victor ringing me up half an hour ago to ask if it was true and if I really had deflowered Russia’s Fairy like that, and I just – what the hell were you thinking, Yuri?”

In which Yuri gets drunk and Tweets some things he probably shouldn’t have.

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So @94mercy made this post that headcanoned that Yuri gets drunk one night and talks about the size of Otabek’s dick on social media, and I immediately knew I had to write it. Otherwise known as me just wanting to join in with all the hung!Otabek content that’s been coming out of this fandom in recent weeks. 

(Also tagging @daddybek because that’s where this all started back in February)


They’ve been dating for a few months when it happens.

Yuri goes round to Mila’s for a few drinks after practice one day, and they steadily make their way through a bottle of vodka, laughing and talking about their respective partners. The music is loud and Yuri feels all loose and giggly as he reaches for his phone, taking selfies and documenting their escapades on Snapchat. He’s never been this drunk before, so drunk he’s not even sure what order his memories from the last few hours go in, so drunk that he can barely stand, so drunk that the room is spinning.

He sits down and opens Twitter, starting to type. He doesn’t even think about what he’s Tweeting, just starts a thread and keeps on going until he gets it all off his chest. Mila is grabbing at his hands and pulling him up so they can dance together again, and Yuri’s phone lies on the couch, forgotten.

So he doesn’t see what he’s done until morning.

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Meeting Zalfie || Joe Sugg Imagine

“Love you ready to travel down to meet my family?” Joe says trapping me in his arms, kissing the side of my head softly.

“I’m never going to be ready,” I mumble, attempting to break away from his grasp, but Joe being Joe, he doesn’t let me instead squeezing me into his chest tighter.

“It’s all going to be perfect,” He whispers kissing my cheek, letting me go and walking to his room grabbing our bags and taking them down to his car. Joe was going to drive us down to Brighton so that I could meet his sister, Zoe and her boyfriend, Alfie We were going to be staying with Zoë for a few days. I had been so nervous to meet his family, fear of rejection plaguing my thoughts.

“I’m leaving with or without you so I suggest you get you cute little ass down here and come meet my family with me,” Joe yells into his apartment, I chuckle softly putting my phone into my pocket making my way out of his apartment locking the door. I follow Joe, he opens the car door for me. I grin up at him and stand on my tiptoes and kiss him softly. I step into the car and sit down. Joe makes his way into the car and we begin our journey to the Zalfie household.

“Are you stressed about today?” Joe asks I jump slightly, we had been sitting in a comfortable silence for a few minutes.

I nod my head slowly, “Yeah, a little, but its normal, I think,” I trail off giggling softly, Joe brings a joined hands up to his face. He presses his lips to the back of my hand softly. I feel the butterflies in my stomach whenever he’s around, goes insane. A wave of emotion hits me like a truck.

“Hey Joe,” I say softly after a few more minutes of quiet driving, He hums in response, “I love you.” We hadn’t said that we loved each other yet, we just knew.

I watch him as he concentrates on the road in front of him before he realizes what I’ve said. He looks over at me grinning widely, a blush spreading over his cheeks. He continues to smile and lean towards the steering wheel a shy smile gracing his features. He looks back to me, “I love you too,” is all he says, we go back to sitting in silence, my hand still held tightly in his.

A few hours later we arrive at the Zalfie household the nerves build back up, but I bury them when I see the excitement evident on my gorgeous boyfriend’s face. I watch as he eagerly makes his way around to me taking my face into his hands kissing me softly, I grin into our kiss knowing what it meant.

“Are you guys just going to make out in my front yard or are you going to come inside and say hello?” I jump away from Joe, blushing when I realize that it was Zoe.

“Wow Zo, Killing my game much,” Joe chuckles making his way over to his sister embracing her. I slowly make my way over to where the two are stood, I wrap my arms around my waist not knowing what to do with myself. Joe pulls away from Zoe, and takes a step towards me taking my hand in his, he always seems to know what to do when I need him to something.

“Hello Y/N, it’s nice to finally get to meet you, I’m sure you’re aware that I’ve heard of you,” She giggles softly, “Please come inside make yourself right at home.” she says opening the door for me to step through, I look back at Joe watching as he nods “I’ll be in soon love, just need to get our bags,” I look back to Zoe smiling and following her inside, once we’re inside her living room, she takes me into her arms making me laugh slightly, “Thank you,” she whispers into my ear.

“For what?” I finally use my voice.

“You make my brother so happy, I’m so glad that you both found each other,” She lets go of me tears gathered in her eyes.

“Please don’t cry,” I say panic evident on my face, she laughs softly.

“You’re as bad with emotions as Joe is,” She smiles over at me.

“You’d be surprised on how romantic your brother is, well normally, I was the first to say I loved him, which was in the car on the way here,” I nervously babble out.

“Wait you guys said that you loved each other for the first time today?” She asks staring at me with her mouth open.

“Uh,” I trail off, “Yeah?”

She bursts out laughing. “You guys are so cute, Hey Alf come here!” She calls out to Alfie.

I see a tall man make his way into the room that Zoe had led me into. “Hello, I’m Alfie, it’s nice to finally meet you Y/N,” Alfie says hugging me.

“It’s nice to meet you guys,” I say stepping back from the couple, Joe make is way into the room, and wraps his arms around my waist and rests his head on my shoulder.

“I love you,” He whispers kissing my cheek, making my blush a deep red.

“So Y/N I feel like as your future sister in law I’m legally obligated to tell you embarrassing stories about Joe,” Zoe says laughing when Joe groans burying his face in my neck. I laugh and nod my head, “Please do, Then I can tell you stories of our relationship,” I wink at her.

“Oh my God, Yes!” She takes my hand in hers and drags me away from the boys, “Come with me,”

I giggle following her into her second living room, we sit on the floor and that’s where we sit swapping stories for hours, eventually, our girl talk being crashed by our respective boyfriends.

“So do the fans know yet?” Alfie asks. Joe nods his head, “She basically lives at my housemate, if they didn’t know I wouldn’t be able to vlog,” He chuckles kissing the side of my head quickly.

“We’ve known about you for ages Y/N/N, Joseph hasn’t been hiding you from us, Alfie is just trying to figure out the rules for videos,” Zoe says laughing.

“Yeah this kid doesn’t shut up about you, like ever,” Alfie laughs at Joe’s obvious embarrassment. I spin my head to the man that’s sitting next to me, I raise an eyebrow, he looks down to his jeans, “Like what?” I direct the question to Alfie seeing how red I can get my boyfriend’s cheeks. I watch as his eyes snap up to Alfie and widen, the red on his cheeks becomes more apparent. Alfie, Zoe and I all burst out laughing.

“Don’t tell her mate,” Joe warns, challenging Alfie with his eyes.

“Why not buddy? I’m sure Zoe and Y/N would love to hear that story,” Alfie laughs. I turn my gaze away from my Boyfriend and place my eyes on Alfie.

“Okay, now you actually have to tell me,” I say concern flashing over my face, Zoe’s face is locked on Joe’s, “What happened?” I glance over each face.

“Mate, I’m going to have to tell her,” Alfie says, worry clear in his eyes.

“I’m right here, I can hear you,” I feel anxiety bubble in my chest.

“Fine, but if she breaks up with me I’m going to beat your ass,” Joe mumbles laying his body down. Joe wraps his arms around my waist, calming me down. He loves me.

“Okay so before you guys got together Joe, Marcus and myself went away, and during them few days, he wouldn’t shut up about this girl that he had met, Y/N, but the thing is is that he thought that you were into Caspar,” Alfie says, I laugh softly.

“That’s really all that you didn’t want me to know?” I look down at my boyfriend who shakes his head ‘no’, I bite my lip.

“I didn’t want him to tell you, how he helped me plan our first date, but since we’re on the topic of things I didn’t want you to know, I didn’t say 'i love you’ first because I still think you’re joking about being into me,” He says standing up and walking out of the room. My mouth falls open, tears prick my eyes.

“Uh, I’ll go talk to him,” I mumble following him up to the guest bedroom.

“Joe? What was that?” I ask, wrapping my arms around his waist. His arms are bracing him against the wall.

“Please just pretend you don’t know how insecure I am,” He mutters spinning around to face me.

“I love you, insecurities and all,” I say standing on my tip toes to kiss him, “Now please have a good time, and relax a little, I like knowing all the little things about you,” I wink.

Instead of saying anything he presses his lips to mine, the kiss is sweet and innocent. We are hopelessly in love. I pull away from him and hold his face in mine, “By the way you’re way hotter than Caspar,” I wink making my way down the stairs back to where Zoe and Alfie are sat. I smile at them subtly letting them know that he was alright, “He’s okay,”

I watch as the two look to each other and back up to me, “What?”

“He loves you a lot, but I’ve never seen him be so un-Joe-like before, He’s a completely different person,” Zoe says, a small frown gracing her features. I feel the anxiety bubble in my chest again, “Is that a bad thing?”

Her eyes speak the words she’s too afraid to say, “Oh,” is all I say, picking up my phone from her coffee table, “I’ll be back soon, I’m just going for a walk,” I exit the house before she or Alfie can stop me.

I turn my phone off when I can no longer see the house, tears well up in my eyes. I let my feet take me in any direction they choose and before I know it I’m at the sea, I take a deep breath. The smell and sound of the ocean are so calming to me. I take a step onto the beach and sit on the stones. I feel the tears begin to fall, I lay my back down on the stones and think about Zoë, is she right? had I changed Joe? I’m a bad person, I don’t deserve him. I lay there for a while longer with my eyes closed. I open them after I had finished crying and sit up when I notice that it’s dark out.

“Well fuck,” I mumble under my breath. I turn my phone back on and notice that I have fifteen missed calls from Joe. I hear the sound of steps on the stones.

“I wish you hadn’t of left you know?” I here Zoe’s voice say, “You sent my brother into quite the anxiety attack.” I glance up at her and back to the sea in front of me.

“I-i,” I attempt to talk but Zoe cuts me off.

“I really like you, I love you and Joe, But it’s weird seeing him so in love,” She says sitting down next to me, “I told him that you’d be here, I can tell that it’s your safe place as well as mine, but that boy was far too upset to listen to me.”

“I’m sorry,” Is all I say.

“He loves you so much. I’m sorry if I said something that offended you, but all I meant by it was that you are both acting ways too grown up for your age, Hell you’re what? 22? Joes 25. You guys are both already better adults than I am,” She laughs making me laugh, “But please just try and have fun, I’ve never seen him like this with anyone,” I nod my head.

“He’s my other person,” I say shrugging, “Have you met your brother? I don’t think that he’s mature at all,” I chuckle.

“You ready to come home now?” Zoe asks standing up, holding her hand out for me to take, “I drove so we won’t freeze getting home.”

I smile and take her hand standing up. I hug her, “Thank you Zo,” We make our way to her car and back to her house.

Joe is stood out the front, worry evident on his face. I step out of the car and make my way over to Joe,  "Why did you leave?“ He asks pulling me into his chest.

"I just wanted to go for a walk,” is all I say, not wanting him to feel like I don’t like Zoe. I lean up to kiss him softly, “I’m okay,”

“You turned your phone off,” He pouts, I look around and notice that Zoe has gone inside to Alfie.

“I’m okay, you’re okay, let’s go inside and do something with your sister that doesn’t involve either of us walking off,” I chuckle taking his hand, pulling him inside after me.

anonymous asked:

Dating Steve headcon?

yessss i gotchu! thanks for requesting!! - (sorry these are kinda long i got slightly carried away)
(also i know i have a few requests long overdue and im working on them but it’s been a lil tough juggling school)
(thank u sm for bein patient ily <3)

OKAY sO

dating steve hcs

  • b prepared for loving insults and/or #roastingsessions
  • butt touching!!! let’s b real…he’s always grabbin ur ass
    • like he’ll stick his hand in ur back pocket aT THE MOST INAPPROPRIATE TIMES
    • like “steve what R U DOIN”
    • “gettin the lint outta ur back pocket, duh” or something like
    • “ur butt looked cold”
  • he is always pickin you up to move u out of the way
    • “cmon you’re in the way" 
    • “steve i don’t wanna move rn" 
    • “fine have it ur way” - and he’ll literally pick u up and then put u down where you’re not in the way
  • he’s always hookin u up with chocolate cake when Aunt Flo is visitin (u feel me?)
    • you’re lucky he loves u enough to go and share his cake w u
  • CAR SEX
    • car  s e x!!!
  • he’s always tryin to teach u about cars and car talk w u
    • he actually teaches u how to replace ur brake pads and how to jump start a car w a dead battery
  • car rides = his hand on ur thigh
    • like always
    • so often that when soda is in the car w him he forgets and puts his hand on sodas thigh by accident
  • def alwayS FUCKING TALKING TO SODA ABOUT U
    • “listen man I get ur in love or whatever but can we please talk about something else”
    • “cmon i didn’t finish my story, so we were-”
    • “sTEVE ITS BEEN 2 HOURS”
    • “and I’m getting to the interesting part so listen”
  • he’s literally the heaviest fucking sleeper so when u cuddle and he falls asleep have fun being slept on by a fucking rock
  • he’ll purposely slam the brakes while ur eating or drinking something in his car and then he’ll lowkey get upset u spilled whatever u were holding
    • “EVER Y SINGLE TIME STEVE”
    • “CMON THE COKE IS EVERYWHERE NOW”
    • “what dO U WANT ME TO DO”
    • “hoLD UR DRINK TIGHTER NEXT TIME”
  • he is the mESSIEST EATER omG
    • and u gotta remind him to wipe his face or hands or soMETHING
    • and then he’ll wipe it half-assed and miss the spot completely
    • so u gotta wipe it urself
  • he’s always threatening every guy who looks @ u too long
    • he actually almost beat up pony bc he was probably staring at  something u had on ur face or shirt
    • “hey what do u THINK UR DOIN KID”
    • “steve she has grease on her face”
    • “sO WHAT”
  • omg steve literally always wanting ur attention
    • u could be talking to almost anyone and he’ll hold u from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist
    • “it’s been forever since i’ve seen u”
    • “steve i was at ur house last night”
    • “exactly” “long time no see”

I’d love to know how Lito and Hernando first met, before their first date.

I imagine them both seated at a table alone at a cafe, Lito reading a script for an audition or a movie and Hernando correcting essays from his students. Lito notices Hernando of course and can’t keep his eyes off of this very handsome man and every now and then, Hernando catches his eye and smiles, while Lito looks away, pretending he wasn’t staring.

Eventually, Hernando gathers his stuff, stands up, and approaches Lito’s table.

“Mr Rodriguez?” he says, because of course he recognized Lito.

Lito is suddenly both embarrassed and shy and he scratches his head, a nervous habit, while answering: “Hum, yeah?” He tries not to look directly at Hernando’s eyes but he sees the man smile.

“Do you mind if I join in?”

Lito hesitates for a second. He’s definitely embarrassed now – does the man know? He knows. You gotta be careful, Lito, you idiot, think about your career – but the man’s smile is warm and tender, it feels comforting so he nods. “No, no, hum, not at all, please have a seat.”

“Thank you”, Hernando says. Then, presenting his hand. “My name is Hernando Fuentes.”

Lito shakes his hand, hoping Hernando won’t notice how sweaty his hand is. “And you already know my name, apparently.”

Hernando laughs gently and oh god, it makes Lito’s heart jump. “I do. I have seen The Killing Machine.”

Lito laughs too, more nervously. “Yeah… not my best role.”

“It definitely wasn’t your best movie”, Hernando corrects. “But your prestation made it tolerable. You brought some depth to a rather flat character, making him, the killing machine, almost human. Almost vulnerable.”

Lito is moved and a bit more comfortable. “Thank you. I… actually had made a whole background story for Alejandro but the director wouldn’t agree with it.”

“Shame. Can I ask what you had in mind?”

So Lito tells him. And Hernando nods, asks questions Lito wouldn’t have asked himself and after half an hour of studying every aspects of Alejandro’s life and personality, he feels like this character is a part of him.

“Now it feels like a good movie”, Lito laughs, more naturally this time.

Then Lito asks about what Hernando does for a living and they talk for another half an hour about art until Hernando says he has to go give his lecture. Lito is disappointed but he’s good at hiding his true feelings so he says. “Well, it was a pleasure meeting you. Have a good day.”

But he didn’t expect Hernando to say: “It really was. Would you like to go out sometimes?”

Lito’s shocked, embarrassed, has a little nervous laugh “hum, yeah”, scratches his head, “yeah why not, hum”, takes a sip of his coffee “go out like hum” and he finally asks it because it has to be clear: “like a date?”

Hernando’s smile is affectionate again. “If you wish it to be.”

That’s when Lito finally allows himself to look directly at Hernando’s eyes. He suddenly feels both shy and stronger and for once he finally tells the truth: “I’d love that”, he says.  

A Concept: Festival Shawn

So you’d do the full on festival experience: camping in a field whilst making friends with a load of strangers, who including yourself are very VERY drunk, spending all day listening to live music and drinking slightly too much cider.

First of all you two and a group of friends would need to put  up your tent, which would be a sight to watch; random poles, endless material and lack of instructions. It would be 9 in the morning but you’d already be sipping on cider to make the tent situation more funny than stressful.

After finally succeeding in building the tent, you’d head down and see whoever was playing. Shawn would be dressed in that fucking shirt that makes your knees go weak, and you’d be wearing his favourite shorts that keep his imagine far from dull. His hand would be resting on your hip as you listen to chilled music, and if it was a soppy love song he would do a little slow dance with you in the middle of the crowd. You would laugh, not caring about anyone around you as the two of you look lovingly into each others eyes. It wouldn’t be long though before Geoff and Zubin would start whooping and trying to embarrass you both. After the song was finished, the artist would shout you guys out, thanking you for making their song so romantic. You’d bury your head in Shawn’s chest feeling embarrassed, but secretly happy that people could see how in love the two of you are.

Later on in the evening when the headliner is performing, you would all be drunk and dancing around like crazy. With a beer in one hand, his other would be holding yours. Everyone’s sweaty bodies pushed up against each other, but he would still manage to be closet you. His goofy grin would mirror yours as you dance about together.

Walking back up to the tent would be a story to tell. The whole group of you struggling to walk straight, whilst singing and laughing. You’d get back to the tent and sit around in the darkness talking for a good hour or so. At about 3 in the morning you’d decide to call it a day and get some sleep, going into your separate tents.

“No sex please guys, were only 3 metres away” Geoff would shout, making the two you laugh. But I can see it now - the two of you cuddled up in a small two-man tent. Shawn’s arms wrapped around you as you nuzzle into his neck. The quite chatter from other campers and Shawn’s slow breathing would lull you to sleep.




You would be woken up to the sun basically cooking you in the small tent. Your head would be spinning, making you wish you didn’t have that extra beer someone offered you. You would look up and notice Shawn lay on his back with his hand resting on his chest. His hair would be stuck to his forehead and his legs would be tangled with yours. You’d lean up and kiss his neck, slowly trailing up to his lips. You’d hover over him, watching as he stirs awake. He’d flutter his eyes open before closing them with a groan.

“How much did we fucking drink last night?” He would groan, his morning voice filling the small space between you.

You would laugh, kissing his nose and then lie on his chest, waiting for him to wake up more.

“I am never drinking again” He would mumble, running his hand up and down your bare back.

“Don’t make promise you can keep baby” You would say with a smile, looking up to see him grin at you. “You still have two more days here, and don’t you dare tell me that you won’t drink for any of it.”

“Go away” He would respond, making you laugh out loud. “I’m never drinking again after this weekend” He’s add on, making you laugh more.

“Whatever you say baby” You grin at him, kissing his lips once more. “Ready for day two?” You’d whisper against his lips, watching as his smile grows.

“Bring it on.”

A Lesson in Love (The Get Together)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you’re assigned to write a story about romance, a subject you know nothing about, and Bucky, a hopeless romantic, offers you his assistance.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2,992

A/N: The tag list for this story is officially CLOSED. 

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@avengerstories - I honestly can’t put into words how much I appreciate you for editing this (and everything else) for me.

Originally posted by yikesevans

A knock at your front door steals your attention away from your notebook and the homework that desperately needs to be done. You groan, annoyed that you’re being interrupted; exams have started and you’ve dedicated all of your spare time to studying.

“What?” You growl.

“Bad time?” Steve asks, standing in front of you with a half-hearted smirk. Without a word, you step aside and let him enter the small apartment. He takes a seat at the kitchen table and you follow suit, moving all of your books out of the way. When you notice the serious look on his face, you lean forward and grant him your full attention.

“What’s up?”

He runs a hand through his hair. “It’s Bucky.”

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the foxes try to bond with Kevin by spouting random history facts at him

- Aaron watches lots of documentaries for the sole purpose of distracting Kevin with them because he swears to God if he has to go over exy stats one more time he’s going to snap someone’s racquet (he’s gonna snap Kevin’s racquet)
- Nicky learns just enough to throw general stories Kevin’s way but he makes sure to mess with some of the details because he thinks it’s funny when Kevin goes off on his rants,
- “no, NO, Nicky, no, it’s like this-”
- “sure, Kev, I mean /I/ believe you, but the internet says-”
- “THE INTERNET IS WRONG NICKY, WHAT ARE YOUR SOURCES???”
- Dan and Matt are pretty genuine for the most part, they’ll ask him stuff like “so is there any truth to the King Arthur tales?” but after 3 hours it gets to be a bit much and they’re going to be late for their dinner plans and “yeah ok, wow that’s so interesting, Kevin, oh cool, yeah hey we’re gonna be late. Oh, yeah? Wow I didn’t know that and now I do,, okay bye,,,,,”
- Neil and Allison will tell him a thing and then shut him down before he can comment on it
- “no Kevin, I don’t want to hear about the entire history of France now, i don’t actually care, I just thought that one thing was cool”
- Renee,, the sweetheart she is,,, will actually sit there and listen for hours on end,, she’ll ask him questions to keep him going,, bless her soul,, people ask her why she does it and she just tells them “you can see the way his eyes light up when he’s talking, it’s nice”
- and oh, Andrew. Andrew pulls stories out of his ass that sound just real enough that Kevin is like “no that’s… fake” but there’s the Doubt™. Kevin is seen awake at 3am later that night with an entire pot of coffee and his laptop open to 12 different tabs.

mike-a-liscious  asked:

Ah well! Uhm maybe n*18 of that writing a drabble post ("this is without a doubt the stupidest plan you've ever had, of course I'm in") and then like college AU? (you don't have to ofc I'm just weak for college AU luro) Honestly anything w college AU luro would be a blessing I was just looking at that posts Bc I'm bad w prompts lmao 😂 just do Whatevr you want I guess? I'm sure it'll be amazing either way 🙏🙏

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooh-kay! This took a long time, and I’m really sorry bc finals, work and I was just generally exhausted bc im an anxious lil shit something but but!!! Here it is! 

I really hope you like it! It has no plot whatsoever but I think the interactions are pretty good and cute! First time writing Kuro so like, I tried??? 

Okay, I’m done rambling. OH OH, uh, not really beta’d at all. I apologize for any mistakes, hope u don’t cringe like agressively. 

Disclaimer: Voltron doesn’t belong to me. 


18. “This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had, of course I’m in” // Luro

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had, of course I’m in.”

Lance flips his boyfriend off before he drops to his knees and takes a small bobby pin from the back pocket of his jeans.

“Keep talking, Tadashi, and this is the last time I do something nice for you.” Lance threatens, his hands still focused on pick locking the door.

“Well, that doesn’t sound good for future horny me.”  The young adult mumbles before frowning, “And stop calling me Tadashi.”

“It’s your birth name, Kuro.” Lance replies, nickname rolling easily on his tongue, and waves him off with a shrug, “But fine, your wish is my command, babe.”

Kuro pouts at him and kicks him on the butt from behind, smirking when Lance yelps in surprise.

“How long have you been planning this, babe?”

Lance hums. “A month before you graduated last semester.”

Kuro’s eyes snap open in surprise. “That long? Babe, you didn’t have to do this, I told you back then that I was okay not getting a photo.”

His boyfriend scoffs. “Hell no. You graduated with honors, love, despite the fact that no one believed you could do it. You deserved to have your picture with the Black Lion, your career mascot! It’s a College Tradition!”

Kuro chuckles softly at the passion in the brunet’s voice. “The Director didn’t like me, we all knew that. I’m just glad I was able to prove them all wrong.”

Lance looks behind him over his shoulder to met his eyes and then he smiles softly. “Yes…you did prove them wrong and I couldn’t be prouder.”

Kuro flushes at the praise and looks away, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “Oh, hush.”

“But still, babe! You didn’t get to have a picture flying the Black Lion! So, that’s why we are here for!” Lance grins proudly and Kuro snorts.

“To break into the Castle of Lions just for me to climb over a rock statue?”

“Heck yeah, we are.” Lance smirks and Kuro returns the smirk.

Director Zarkon won’t be happy with the fact someone climbed over his favorite kitty.”

“Director Zarkon can kiss my ass.”

“Ew, babe, no.” Kuro laughs, “Just hurry up, before someone catches us.” He urges, leaning against the wall nonchalantly besides his boyfriend.

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Writer’s Block 4.1

So I’m taking a different approach to finishing this story. Instead of writing a monster chapter, it’s easier for me to do chunks of it at the moment. I’ll post every 2000 words here, and when it’s complete I’ll post it as one continuous chapter on the archives. Just seems easier for me. Hope you like this one! 4.2 isn’t far behind… Let me know what you think!


Originally posted by couplenotes

What the fuck am I reading? I toss the book aside and try to forget about the alien species commingling with human women as they take over the world with their disappearing magic lube, never-ending sexual appetite and nanocytes that heal the bruises they leave behind from their love-making. If it can be called that.

None of that garbage is going to help me write the next scene. The scene. The one I have zero experience with. Every time I sit down to write it I get nervous and edgy. But I need something written down that at least Peeta can make changes to. He won’t be much help to me this week since he’s busy finishing up an art project that’s due at the same time. I told him not to worry, that I would wrap things up on this end so he could focus elsewhere.

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On This Day…

Sam x Reader

Summary:  May 2nd isn’t just Sam’s birthday. 

Warnings: a little smut, description of drowning

Words: 950

Beta: @a-screaming-ghost




I’m thinking of you today.

Happy Birthday!

You send the texts off and place your phone back on the counter, then slide a pan of cupcakes into the oven. It’s 50/50 whether he’ll respond, but it’s important you don’t let the date pass without acknowledging it, without acknowledging him.

It’s your eleventh anniversary after all.

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You Shaved

Pairing: Mick Davies x Reader
Word count: 2,062
Warnings: Minor hunting violence. Low key smut. Nothing super graphic. Unprotected sex. Mentions of male and female oral.
Request:@little-red-83 ) Ok so how about this for a Mick fic (it’s a thing now, calling them Mick fics. Cause I said so lol) anyways: Reader is a close friend of the Winchesters. And Mick makes it known that he is interested but she brushes him off. Sam & Dean know better, they can tell that she likes him & they ask her why she won’t go out with him & she says “Pfft, not with a beard like that. He needs to grow it or shave it off.” Mick overhears & the next day shows up clean shaven. Then she says yes and… smut? 

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castieltaking-hobbits2gallifrey  asked:

I need more batman media but I don't know what to watch or where to watch it and Netflix took off Young Justice and Justice League :(:( do you have any fic recs or fun facts

A.  Blogs to follow if you haven’t already followed them, the first three write FREAKING AMAZING fanfic and the fourth creates THE BEST fanart I have literally sat and scrolled through these blogs for hours

@camsthisky (good GOSH I love her she writes so much about Dick Grayson)

@audreycritter

@preciousthingsareprecious

@laquilasse

B.  Random Fics to Read (and honestly there are so many more, I just can’t think of them at the moment):

1. The Acrobat Series 

by fishfingersandjellybabies http://archiveofourown.org/works/4079917

Look anytime anyone talks about how much Dick loves his family they’ve won my heart and soul. I especially like the Kori section.

2.  Mori Shej 

by dickiegayson  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12298375/1/Mori-Shej

OH MY GOSH.  I love this story so freaking much.  Ok, imagine if Jason Todd, after coming back from the dead and going through all that stuff with the Lazarus Pit and training, goes after Dick Grayson to get his revenge on Bruce.  Except when he shows up at Dick’s apartment, ready to kill the Golden Son, he finds something completely unexpected.  Jason has a lot of issues, Dick has a lot of issues (courtesy of the Blockbuster incident).  I have read and reread this story countless times, and I can never not cry because I love my broken sons so much.  There is a lot of anger, some cursing, much regret, and brothers being brothers.  And Dick is the sweetest most protective [redacted because spoiler] and Jason has a mushy heart after all.  It can stand as complete but I think the author is writing more?  Also, either before or after, or both, go to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqeNxdyp5CE and listen to the song.  It is my new favorite song and CAN YOU IMAGINE DICK SINGING IT OH MY GOSH

3.  the road will only be wide (the rain will never stop falling) 

by weird_bird (2weird4) http://archiveofourown.org/works/8610391/chapters/19743343

A collection of Dick and Damian moments.  So very beautiful.

4.  The Robins United Series, first story is Bird by Bird 

by laceymcbain  http://archiveofourown.org/works/2656487/chapters/5936243

…some hurt/comfort, Jason doesn’t know what the hell to do with his family, and they all insist on calling him brother.  *shrugs* family feels are my drug of choice

5.  Penny Lane 

by @jerseydevious  http://archiveofourown.org/works/11757690

Damian wants a horse, and drat I’m crying?  (tbh I cry very easily over my sons…but still)

6.  Sun Spot 

by Dawn’sEternalLight (@preciousthingsareprecious) http://archiveofourown.org/works/11748606

This fic is a quiet moment of beauty and rest for Dick and Damian.  Damian draws, and Dick watches his talented little bro.  There is sunlight.  You skin will clear and your crops will grow and any heartache you have ever had will be healed like magic!

C.  A bunch of fics by Kieron_O’Duibhir

1.  The Till-Then From the Ever-Since http://archiveofourown.org/works/3506603/chapters/7707866  

There is a problem in the Batcave, as in, younger versions of the Batfam keep turning up. It’s absolutely fantastic, and one of my favorite things is younger Jason being SO done with his older self and calling him out on stuff and being all protective of his brothers.  It gets better and better with every chapter.

2.  But a Walking Shadow http://archiveofourown.org/works/4259511/chapters/9641367

 So this story is not finished yet and the author takes waaay long to post updates on it but she has promised not to abandon it soo…It is Nightwing-centric, with a whole mess of comic Teen Titans making appearances.  The author has written a lot of stories about a world where Dick became a Talon, and in this tale Talon-on-the-run winds up on Earth-1 and Nightwing is trying to figure out who this apparent clone of his is.  Talon Dick has always intrigued me, and it is interesting seeing him and Nightwing face off.

3.  All the Roofs of Uncertainty http://archiveofourown.org/works/2273208/chapters/4994631

HOLY HECK this is one of my favorite Jason Todd fanfics EVER.  I love the description by the author “The one where Dick bleeds a lot and Jason argues with everybody.”  Jason is in the wrong spot at the wrong time, ie. He finds Dick bleeding to death and is forced to save him.  Tim and Damian make appearances.  Jason has anger issues.  That doesn’t stop him from caring.  Bruce and Jason hash things out in the most beautiful (painful) way.

4.  Wheel and Blade 

http://archiveofourown.org/works/2492957

 In which Dick confronts Damian about his practice of taking weapons to school, and also gets slightly distracted by the idea of living in a vardo.  I love this story because it shows the best way to parent Damian—not by telling him no “because I said so” but by explaining and debating things like he is smart and capable.  

5.  I Pass the Night Watchman on His Beat http://archiveofourown.org/works/2326226

This is a cool one-shot of Dick and Amy, his partner on the Bludhaven police force.  I freaking love Dick being a cop.

D.  Okay now if you want something to watch:

 1.     Nightwing—The Series 

by ismahawk https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o297A1wmys0

This is THE BEST Nightwing fan film I have ever seen.  I love the Dick Grayson in it—he’s got acrobatics, sounds like Jesse McCartney (Robin/Nightwing’s VA in YJ), and is quite handsome.  He fights, gets the stuffing beat out of him and keeps getting back up, has a bit of a temper, loves Barbara—perfection.  Watch it, you won’t regret it.  (Also Jason is there yay!  I will take him in any capacity I can get. And I kinda really like the actor for Bruce?)

2.     Red Hood: The Series—Episode One “Homecoming” 

by tenshunn https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BdVSgshgFA&t=136s

My favorite Jason Todd fanfilm!!!  Heavily featuring Tim Drake!  Look this adaption is fab, I love the actors and the dialogue and the fight between Jason and Tim (spoiler?)  As far as I know they are trying to put together a second episode.  Watch the video where Jason Todd tries to get people to donate money for it, its HILARIOUS

3.      Batman The Animated Series is on Netflix till September 1st.  I’m in the second season and love it a lot…Alfred is so freaking sassy!  

4.     Damian Wayne: Robins Fly at Night

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tS30bYjVmL4

 It’s just five minutes and doesn’t have any dialogue, and it doesn’t come close to deserving an Oscar, but dang it it’s hard to find Damian stuff…and also seeing a little kid running around in the Robin costume made me realize that there is nothing I want more than to see Damian Wayne on the big screen, being all angry assassin kid, and Dick Grayson capturing him in a hug…

5. Gotham on Netflix

I am pretty sure you already watch this? But if not, DO!  It is AMAZING.  I love it so much, especially Bruce and Alfred and Selina Kyle

E.  Some things from Batman: Dark Victory

Okay I know he is a talented young acrobat and all but how the FUDGE did Dick get up on that chandelier?!  the kid can truly fly (yeah yeah, the stairs probably lead up to a hallway floor/balcony that Dick leapt off of but still) I wonder how many grey hairs the kid gave Alfred in those first weeks alone

On dark days I like to remember the time bby birb Dick Grayson caved in the Joker’s cheek with a well-placed kick.  My nine or ten year old son then proceeded to smash in the Joker’s teeth with a stick a few minutes later and it was amazing

You think I lied??  Nah my son Dick Grayson was cracking teeth and bones and witty puns from Day 1.  Go Robin!!!

Okay so just look at this picture.  Bby Dick is SO FREAKING TINY!!!  also very intense. OMG Batman’s fists are as big as his first son’s head!  *cue a very many feels in my heart*

F.  Random things I am including because I feel like it, and they all revolve around Dick Grayson mostly because he is my fave so…

1. Apparently some official websites say that Nightwing’s martial arts specialty is Aikido.  I do not think that word means what they think it means

2. “I close my eyes now for a few moments and I can see my parents riding the air current with me. Forever young. Forever strong. Their faces wide with excitement, big smiles on their faces, enjoying the adrenaline surge even more than I do. And there is one thing I am sure of … my parents would be proud of my life.” (Nightwing, Nightwing #141, 2008)  

3.   [Talking about Blüdhaven] “It’s a hopeless case. A lost cause. A town so mired in corruption and sin that it’s drowning … When Batman sent me here, I thought I’d solve one case and book. But then I realized … if I could make a difference here – well, that’d be something. This filthy old town needs me…. Surrounded by a dozen of my worst enemies. No way out. Nowhere to hide. The little brat was right. I do love it. (Nightwing, Nightwing Secret Files #1, 1999)

4.  There once was a dumb writer who thought killing Nightwing for real would be a good idea, and he tried writing toward that end, but everybody else was like hahahaha NO

5.  I used to hate when fic writers would shorten Damian’s name to Dami (kind of like how I majorly dislike when people shorten Sirius Black’s name to Siri, he is not an iPhone gosh).  But then I read a post on tumblr that said something about Dami actually meaning something in Arabic, something like blood or life-blood or heart blood…I can’t exactly remember what and maybe it isn’t even true but I choose to believe it is and that Dick knows exactly what it means and he calls Damian Dami as a way to show how special he is, how much Dick loves him.  Because Damian is his little brother/son and means the absolute world to Dick.  And Damian, though he pretends to despise all nicknames, absolutely LOVES that Dick calls him this

The Tux Shop replay and A Night to Remember.

I apologize for not writing sooner but its been a busy and crazy 48 hours.

After work on Friday, my son and i went to pick up his tux from the shop. When we arrived it was very busy with people picking up their orders and I didn’t see the face of the sales girl that we had last time. However once i got to the counter there she was. I smiled and so did she. I asked if my son’s tux was ready and she said yes but if we wanted to check the fit i would be an hour or so. I asked my son if he wanted to come back after dinner and he agreed. So we had a bite to eat and returned to the shop. It was a great idea. All the other patrons but one had taken their tuxs and left. Our sales girl was just finishing up when we returned. As she showed them out i noticed she locked the door and i looked at her and she said technically were closed but since your last i dont want anyone thinking we were open.

She proceeded to get my son his tux and sent him into the back to change. Meanwhile we began talking and she mentioned that my son had called her. This immediately got my attention because he hadn’t said a word to me. He apparently told her that he was flattered she had given him her number but, and here i quote, “I am currently involved with the most amazing woman”. I was shocked when she told me this. Then she told me that she wasn’t disappointed in his answer but was shocked that he had called her since she gsve me the number not him. Needless to say i turned bright red. Luckily at that moment my handsome son walk out of the dressing room and again i went week in the knees. The sales girl went over and made a show of making sure the tux fit properly. I swear she was watching me the whole time as i stared at my son. Fighing the urge to strip and offer myself to him. Once she was done she sent him back to the changing room and he whispered something to her. She gave a girlish giggle and walked over to me. With out warning she kissed me hard on the lips. I was shocked but sooo horny i didn’t stop her. Soon my top was off and my nipples in her mouth. At some point we moved away from the showroom floor to a break room next to the changing rooms. I’m not 100%sure on the tim frame but i know we were making out, hot and heavy when i heard a cough. I looked up to find my son staring at us hard as a rock. I groaned. She looked over at him and asked if she could finish. I groaned again and he said he waould watch. I felt her hands in my panties anf locked eyes with my son. I came and moaned and was in seventh heaven as my son watched this young woman tease and please me. Soon i was panting and hungry with lust. My son nodded at me and i turned to her and began to devour her. She was moan and begging and soon i has her cumming. I felt my son behind me and then inside me. I was groaning into her when i heard her say ‘fuck is he….omg that is hot.’ It was insane and risky and stupid, but we had outed ourselves to her. I didn’t know how she would react but after my son was finished I asked her what she thought and she told me it was the hottest thing she’d ever seen. She promised never to tell anyone and she hoped that we would see her again. I of coursed promised to call her and have every intention of doing so. If you want to know… no she and my son did not have sex, but my son did say that if she and i were ok next time maybe he would switch places with me. SO ON TO THE MAIN EVENT OF THE WEEKEND……… Saturday dawned with my son laying next to me. I kissed him before he left my bed as to not raise questions from my daughter. We got up and i made breakfast. Attended to my daughters needs and then took her to her friend’s house since i would not be home that evening. After dropping off my daughter i went to have my hair and nails done. I know i was just a chaperone but i felt it would be good to put my best effort into it. Once i was finished i headed home my son had everything ready for tonight he and his best friend were going to go pick up the girls with the limo and since i was a chaperone i would ride along. The girls were beautiful in their dresses and surprisingly my son had even bought me a corsage along with his girlfriend’s. We arrived at the hotel just before 6, since dinner was also being served. It felt a little like a wedding reception. I went to check in knowing the dance would not end until late. I made sure to get two adjoining rooms. Expensive but necessary to keep up appearances. I then returned to the dinner. I ate at the chaperone’s table with a few other parents. As the night wore on i noticed my son. He was by far one of the more popular kids. Talking and dancing and being amazing. Lol. I know i am prejudice of him but it is true. Anyway. I found myself again feeling jealous of the young woman on his are wishing it was me. I was not neglected mind you. Many of the young men asked if i would like a dance, but i refused them until my son judt swooped me on to the dance floor and told me to have fun. After that i did accept offers from both my son’s friends and a few of the male teachers and chaperones. I was on a high when i excused my self to the ladies room. I ran into my son’s date when I was on my way back she ask if i had really gotten hotel rooms for my son and me. I told her yes but didn’t say they were adjoining rooms. She smiled and kissed my cheek. I asked her what her plans were and she said her and a few other girls were also sharing a room. I looked at her and with an effort told her to enjoy her night. The night wore on. My son did not win prom king though he was nominated, i didn’t know, and soon it was nearly midnight. Most of the student that didn’t have hotel rooms had left hours ago and only a few teachers remained. Those that were there called an end to the dance and found out who was staying and who was getting picked up. I excused myself and gave my son his room keys. I winked at him and went up stairs. Once in my room i stripped and unlocked the door tomthe adjoining room. I slipped into the shower and felt his presence in the room. He slipped into the shower behind me. I asked where his girlfriend was he told me we had about 30 minutes because the teachers were making sure students without parents were of to stay. I immediately dropped to my knees but he pulled me back up and kissed me. He then proceeded to please me wit his fingers and tongue before sliding deep into me. I came twice before he did. I was annoyed when he kissed me after the shower and slipped back into his room just before there was a knock on his door. Yes i listened and played with myself as my son and his girlfriend talked then made out. It was torture listening to them as she moaned and praised him. I was shocked when she told him not to pull out, but relived when i heard him tell her no. She begged but he remained true. After an hour of them having sex she became quiet and my son did too. I lay naked on my bed. I heard her tell him she wished she could stay and him tell her that he understood that she couldn’t. I heard the door close and lock. When the adjoining door opened i looked at him and said 'you can cum in me.’ He smiled and proceeded to give me what he had denied his girlfriend. We finished a couple hours ago. I have never felt so filled and loved then right now. We talked a little bit about his girlfriend and the sales girl but soon he fell asleep. And yes for all you out there wondering i am writing this naked and with my sleeping son next to me. I can’t wait for what is next. Good night my loves. Kisses and hugs. 😚😚😚😚

anonymous asked:

do you have a source for where you said jensen and misha know about cockles and don't mind it? i believe you i'm just interested in reading it haha

one time misha “accidentally” tweeted a link to a comprehensive study on the cockles love story with example gifs and pictures and everything. another time he tweeted something about the “cockles of [his] heart” and then said “words chosen carefully.” he also another time tweeted something like “can u guess what my favorite bivalve mollusk is” and then waited like four hours before tweeting the answer, which was NOT a cockle. but like. he knew what he was doing.

the fact that misha knows means that jensen also knows. 

My dad writes a poem for my mom every Christmas, and she frames them and puts them up all over the house. I’ve always thought ‘That. That’s what love is. That’s what I want.’ Today, I went to a bakery with a boy and we talked and laughed about the silly little things we both do, and I learned that his laugh reminds me of fluttering wings and soaring so high you can do nothing but smile. We adventured through to the bookstore for hours and read and goofed off between the shelves, and I learned about the stories he’s made of and his terribly hilarious sense of humor. He told me he had always felt a little lonely as we walked around town with coffee, and when I grabbed his hand, it closed around mine like it was the easiest, most natural thing in the entire world. It felt like I was holding the moon. He shook hands with my father and I stood there smiling and thought, ‘This. This is what it feels like.’
—  It Feels Like This