i have such a dirty dirty dirty mind

Jungkook: *staring at Jimins thighs*
Jungkook: nice
Jungkook: *staring at Jibooty*
Jungkook: nice af
Yoongi: get this horny gremlin some water, he thirsty

Sherlock was always upset that he couldn’t have a dog because his dad was allergic.

He comes back after his long, horrible absence and not only has Molly “moved on”, she’s getting a dog with old Meat Dagger McGee.

The internal heartbreak:

PSA for the Voltron fandom - PLEASE READ COMPLETELY

please PLEASE do not become the next Steven Universe fandom disaster, or the latest Gravity Falls implosion. I worry about all of you, especially your health and mental health during this really, really trying time.

I have watched full, amazingly talented sections of fanart and fanfiction die, people shamed out of their hobbies & coping mechanisms because they aren’t “suffering” enough or don’t write with everyone and their triggers in mind.

(I’m looking at you, Dirty Laundry discourse. I honestly do not care your argument, nothing, NOTHING gives you the right to bully someone into almost hiding because you’re dissatisfied with someone’s work)

I cannot stress this enough: DO NOT TEAR DOWN PEOPLE BECAUSE YOU DON’T SEE CONTENT THAT YOU LIKE/DISLIKE THE CONTENT THEY MAKE

Constructive criticism is not shaming into hiding, it is something positive that doesn’t make the artist/writer want to harm themselves, and does not deserve hate or harassment. And yes, that includes mental harm and “protecting the writer”.

Please, I’m begging you all. If you are a minor, please please please stay safe and BLOCK things you don’t want to see. And on the flipside of that coin, do NOT go calling others names or pedophiles (which is an INCREDIBLY DANGEROUS term when thrown around carelessly, and can cause people to lose their jobs and even lives if pushed enough, and being an accessory to ruining someone’s life is NOT FUNNY or ‘JUSTICE’) when you are talking about fiction.

Stay out of the ship tags/fandom tags you don’t like.
It’s really that simple. 

Don’t police the internet, it will drain you and every user you interact with who decides your side of the argument is wrong. I nearly died doing that this last year, and I’m on the long road to recovery JUST from being on the outskirts of the Gravity Falls discourse.

If you, yourself, go into the tag ON PURPOSE and see triggering content, it’s a simple enough solution to BLOCK the poster or tag entirely if you are uncomfortable. You are ultimately responsible for any content you see, it is the entire basis of the internet. It’s why there’s stupid porn bots and Tumblr’s done nothing to fix that. YOU are your own filter, not the internet.

And if you were triggered by any content, I hope you have the strength/ability to come to me and talk to me because it always helps to have someone to talk to about discomforts and panic/anxiety attacks (believe me, I have them often) & dissociation.

PLEASE DO NOT HARASS ANYONE ABOUT THE THINGS THEY LIKE, THAT IS BULLYING AND CAN BE MEANS FOR REPORTING/BLOCKING. 

It’s as if you were in primary school and some kid was playing Yu-Gi-Oh and you ripped up their deck because you thought it was a bad game that only bad kids play. It’s childish and stupid.

You wouldn’t harass someone in person to their face, do not do it with their fanworks or to them online.

Thank you for reading, stay safe fellow Paladins <3

That scene was filled to the brim with sexual tension and innuendo

His skin IS LITERALLY BLUE when/after she kisses him. I don’t think you understand. If every inch of skin is blue, that means Caitlin literally GAVE BARRY BLUE BALLS

AND THEN CISCO TELLS HIM TO VIBRATE TO GET RID OF THE EFFECTS LEFT BY CAITLIN

HE. VIBRATED. TO. GET. RID. OF. HIS. BLUE. BALLS

AND NO ONE IS POINTING THIS OUT????

give me an au where lance and shiro are in a band and they meet keith who plays violin and they try to get him to join the band cause hes s o good and keith goes “a violin isnt a band instrument, its for orchestra. i cant be in a band”

and lance looks him dead in the eye and says “not with that attitude

JB Imagine - Hate & 25 min girlfriend (Part 3) - (Best Friend)

A/N: Part 3 is finally here ! Hope you guys enjoy it as much as i did writing this series. Please don’t forget to like and send me some feedback or any requests if you have any in mind. BTW no worries, their is defo going to be a Part 4. Much love .xx

(Part 1) | (Part 2)

(Part 3)

Warning : Mention of self harm and emotional chapter. (I added my bubbly taste to it towards the end)

Originally posted by pastelfetusbieberx

Excuse me” I wiped my mouth with a nearby serviette. “You heard me” he raised an eyebrow. “Boy I think you going through some mid life crisis and you need help. Like serious help” I said, taking a bite from my cheese toast.

“I don’t need help” he said plainly. “Justin, you can’t keep on playing between girls” I finished off and put the dishes into the sink. “Who said I’m playing between girls ?” He followed behind me. “Look Justin, you can’t just eff some girl and just leave her to stare at me half naked, plus call me hot after slapping me yesterday and may I mention again that you called me a bitch” I stopped in my tracks of walking up the staircase.

“That my friend is so not on” I crossed my arms over my chest. “Y/N I’m really sorry okay, I was frustrated and really annoyed yesterday” he cooed. “And it gave you what reason to throw your anger at me ?” The room was silent. “I really am disappointed with you, I thought you changed for the better, I was so proud and happy for the new Justin, but I guess not. You went back to your old habits of going out with different girls, plus going nude again and -”

“You’re not the boss of me and nor do you control my life” he said sternly walking closer towards me. “Please do tell me when did I say that ? I care for you Justin, I really do. I just want you to be happy, as a best-” I stayed silent not bothering to continue. He’s not my best friend anymore. Why do I care ? Why am I still here ?

My mind zoned out to think about all my insecurities and imperfections that I deal with everyday. I can cry for hours - Justin never knew - but I never dared to self harm. Tears dared to spill. I whimpered, that’s when I broke down and ran straight to my room.

I slid down against the door and held my knees. Why would Justin want to be friends with a loser like me ? That’s why he left me…just like everyone else. I’m so worthless. “Y/N open the door” he yelled and attempted to open the door. “Open the door now. Please Y/N just open” he banged on the door.

“Why would you want to be around a worthless person like me ?” I whimpered. I got up from sitting on the floor and packed all that I needed, holding the bag close to me. I unlocked the door to be face-to-face with Justin again. “Y/N don’t do that to me. Please” he pulled me in a tight hug. I pushed him away.

“I’m not okay right now. A lot of thoughts hit me and Justin… I think I should let you be on your own. You don’t need me, I’m not wanted around here and clearly I’m not your type anyways” I said bluntly. My words probably cut him like knives, but it’s true.

“What. Wait” he caught hold of my hand pulling me back. “I think we both need to move on and go our separate ways. In all honesty I never thought I would say this to you, but I loved you, I really did and I thought I had a chance” I lightly laughed and caused a tear to fall. “I guess I thought wrong because you wouldn’t date a bitch. Sofia is good for you. I thought I was being a good best friend and helping out, but that’s all long gone now. Enjoy the rest of your life Justin” I pulled my wrist away and walked down the stairs.

He was speechless and so I thought…“Where are you going ?” He shouted from the top of the staircase. “To Cameron. Someone who will actually appreciate me. I’ll come by for my stuff some other time” I said lastly and slipped on my sunglasses.

I gave Cameron a call on the way that he should pick me up from my apartment. I drove back to my apartment and packed away my clothes that I could manage to fit into my bag.

My phone was ringing and I could hear Cameron rev the car outside. I grabbed my purse and made sure to lock my apartment. Walking to the driveway I spot Cameron in a …. wait Ferrari ? “And who might this dashing young gentleman be ?” I asked as he walked around the car to open my door. I pulled him in a tight hug with him spinning me around.

“The name is Cameron Dallas, but you can call me Cam my fair lady” he put me back down. I took a seat and he closed my door, running around to his side. I kissed his cheek, “Honestly Cam what is all of this ? I’ve clearly been living under a rock if I missed the fact that you bought a Ferrari.” This is what happens when theirs too much of drama on your hands.

He took off and damn this car is truly amazing. “Well not entirely mine. Something like that” he grinned and took a quick glance at me. “Ooh early birthday present I’m guessing ?” I questioned. “A friend decided to let me borrow their Ferrari as a birthday present, so I thought it would be great if we could go out because I didn’t see you in so long anyways” he pouted. “Might I add my queen is looking gorgeous on this fine night.” The heat rushed to my cheeks damn.

“Says the handsome gentleman…Do tell me where we’re going ?” A night without Justin is what I need. Ugh why am I thinking about him. “Well I can’t tell you because that wouldn’t be a surprise now would it” he said. “But you didn’t mention anything about a surprise” I whined. I love/hate surprises because I’m an impatient person.

{A/N: I apologise that I don’t know much about America bc I’ve only been to NYC and Orlando. So I did research for a fancy restaurant in LA just saying}

We pulled up to the building - Cameron got out and opened my door - he handed the keys to a staff member to park the car. Arm in arm we walked in the building and took the elevator to the roof top. The elevator doors opened and a sign read Perch. The view was absolutely breath taking as it was an open roof top and soft romantic music was played in the background. “Oh my god Cam this is so beautiful and amazing…You honestly didn’t have to” I said pulling him into a hug.

“Reservation for Dallas” he said to the lady over the counter. “Ahh yes, table for four. Right this way sir” she smiled as we followed behind her. Table for 4 ? Cameron didn’t mention anyone joining us.

He pulled my chair for me, waited for me to sit and then say next to me. The two open seats were in front of us for guests. “Uhm Cam I’m sorry, but may I ask for who are the 2 other seats vacant for ?” I questioned anxiously. “Ohh you’ll see” he smirked and kept his gaze at the menu. What is going on ? I brush it off and skimmed through the menu.

“Hey Cameron mah man. It’s good to finally meet you”

Remember Me

PAIRING: reader x Bucky Barnes 

WORD COUNT: 1.9k

WARNINGS: SMUT, ORAL SEX, SWEARING! 

Request from Anon- Hellooo, I want to ask for a Bucky/reader in which Bucky has his mind under the control of HYDRA and reader tries to calm him down and have sex with him to making him recognize her, and Bucky hurt her and then he came to reality and regret what he did.. Thanks really! kisses

This took me so long to write, ugh i don’t know why but this was a tough one. I may have changed things slightly from the prompt! But hopefully it’s ok! Enjoy x 

GIF NOT MINE!

Originally posted by sebastianstahp

You watched him; your eye’s trained on him like a hawk. You should have seen the warning signs; you had experienced them enough to know when the triggers had started. It was a side effect of the treatment, trying to pull out century’s worth of code inside a persons brain could leave them scrambled and disoriented. You stood at the entrance of Bucky’s room Steve blocked your body away from his, trying to protect you from his friend.

“Bucky” Steve voice was hard; you glanced at the back of his head for a second before your eyes snapped back to your boyfriends. His stance was neutral but hard; his chest was squared up to Steve’s. If you didn’t to anything now they would tear the whole placed down.

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