i hope tonight will be fun

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Finally the night was coming to a close, and everyone went out back to wait to get on the bus to head to their cars back in Brindleton Bay.

EDDIE- “It really was a great night for this. It feels amazing out here! I hope you guys enjoyed your night.”

TARIC- “I think Weston enjoyed his night watching you in the hot tub, Eddie.”

EDDIE- “Oh, please…I was doing all of that on purpose just to tease him. He seems like he is a real nice guy.”

TARIC- “Yeah, just likes to gamble.”

EDDIE- “Well he was playing the wrong table with me tonight. As he went home empty handed.”

ALVARO- “I really do not feel well, guys.”

TARIC- “Have you had fun, Hank?”

HANK- “Yes, this was a lot of fun, all the guys were pretty cool, once Glen had a few drinks and mellowed out. But, like you… I am ready to go home to the kids.”

TARIC- “And poor Kiki, she sat with the kids tonight, and now she is going to have to sit up with Alvaro all night….”

HANK- “Good thing I didn’t drink, so I can make sure they get home okay…LOL”

probablymuse-deactivated2017081  asked:

your voltron headcanons give me life, seriously. if it's not a problem, could i ask if you have any with platonic allura/lance?? :)

absolutely my guy

  • “so allura, if you absolutely had to choose, and don’t worry about hurting anyone’s feelings here, who’s your favorite pala-” “it’s hunk”
    • lance can’t even be mad bc. same.
  • one fateful day, the Great Ear Debate finally happens. round ears are insulted. food is thrown. feelings are hurt
  • “princess, can i just say that you look awfully alluring today??” “lance
  • allura keeps tabs on lance using the mice to make sure he doesn’t lock himself in a cyropod again
  • lance learns altean swears secondhand from allura
  • *allura voice* “it is, as you humans say, lit? did i say that right? lance?? why are you laughing”
  • they’re both card carrying members of the Would Die For Coran club
  • lance is so jealous of how pretty allura is
    • like. her hair. her eyelashes. her skin. do you think allura has ever worn a face mask in her life?? no
    • lance’s skincare routine is now driven by allura-fueled spite
    • one time lance asks her what type of conditioner she uses and she deadass looks at him and is like “what’s conditioner?” and he screams
  • “hey, lance, what are you doing tonight?” “more like who am i doing tonight lol” “……..” “………….no one. i’m free. what’s up?”
Fueled By Desire (NSFW 18+)

A/N: So, today has been a crazy day but I started writing this last night and wanted to post it tonight ! So I wrote it in virtually 24 hours, so I hope it didn’t suck to bad. I planned on posting it earlier but I had a bit of writers block. This a Theo smut that you can thank @hardladyheart for. She’s filled my mind with dirty Theo thoughts. (Fun fact’ this gif is actually mine and my blog name used to be twfanfic-af)

Thanks to: @writing-obrien and @hardladyheart for editing and proof reading.

Warning: SMUTTTTT

Word Count: 2803

Originally posted by stilinski-jpeg

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The Guest House

Description: Yoongi the hostel owner slowly develops a rapport with a girl and her friends that keep visiting.  Maybe a bit of a flirtatious one.  Maybe even a little crush.  One night he gets protective on a date gone bad and it leads to smut.

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Smut (M)

Word Count: 7.1k

A/N: So, basically, this is based off an experience I had last week. Not the smut part (ughhhhh), but the whole hostel owner coming to save the day when this dude just wouldn’t get the hint and leave. I relayed the experience to @ellieljade , because I needed her to die with me, and we both decided it should be used for smut fuel. Like grown adults. 

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fandom is a potluck

instead of side dishes, cookies, and one funky casserole at a potluck. there’s fan art, fan fiction, and multitudes of other ways people express creativity.

the foods are brought for various reasons, fanworks are too. they may have been created simply for their own or others enjoyment. or to help them cope with trauma or illness. they could even create these items for reasons they’ve not yet grasped, but are somehow pulled to craft nonetheless.

you aren’t required to bring or eat anything at the potluck. you can even walk in, gorge yourself and walk out. similarly, you can engage with all the different kinds of fan creations and make none of your own.

the creators do, however, appreciate gratitude. at a potluck this comes in the form of people telling the cook how delicious their food was or asking how they made the item. in fandom, the creators garner this appreciation via kudos, comments, likes, reblogs, retweets, etc..

in both instances, crafters are under no legal obligation to add labels to these items they brought to share. instead they’ve a moral/ethical reason to do so. not only is adding ingredient and warning labels the kind and respectful thing to do, but it helps others make safer choices.

instead of warning for potential allergens like tree nuts and milk in their foods. fandom warnings come in the form of tags and notes which creators add to their works. always, always, always, the obligation to read these warning labels, falls squarely on the shoulders of the consumers.

if you’re unable to be responsible for what you consume and rely on someone else to guide you in your choices, then that person needs to attend the potluck with you. likewise, if you require another person to help you make responsible choices for your mental health, then you should not participate in fandom without that person.

as the job of the potluck donors or fanwork creators is done. they’ve already made it, brought it to share, and labeled it appropriately. their only job now, is to enjoy other’s enjoyment of their labour. 

again, If you’re not ready to craft or heed warnings or are unable to navigate yourself away from danger ( such as blocking words/phrases/people) then you’re not ready to be a solo fandom/potluck participant just yet. instead, be patient and remember there’s nothing wrong with asking for help!

me dming: i hope y'all don’t mind, but i brought some music to kinda of set the mood for tonights game

my players: no worries, that sounds fun!

me: great

*copyright free funk music starts playing from my laptop speakers*

so the party finds themselves in a dungeon

Lust

Pairing; Kim Taehyung x Reader

Words; 3.4k

Genre; Smut with a plot (hints of other things if you look real closely)

Summary;  ❝Lust; A passionate or overmastering desire or craving❞

Aka; Taehyung is a jerk, Jimin drags you to his Halloween party and Taehyung looks too fucking good dressed as a vampire

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I just wanted to belong

A/N: Happy Angst Appreciation Day round three, it’s a day late, but life happens. Reader is Dean’s 17 year old daughter who has a twin brother named Robby.

Dean x Daughter!Reader    Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by sammy-samulet

You stood at the counter of the diner trying to decide if you should go back to the booth where your father, uncle, and twin brother sat, or if you’d have a better time alone at the counter. You’d gone up to ask for more napkins to clean up a spill that Robby, your twin had made. However glancing back you saw that they had waved down the waitress who your dad and brother were both flirting with.

With the roll of your eyes you took a seat at the counter; knowing you’d actually enjoy your meal if you weren’t near your father or brother.

You loved them both dearly and at one point your entire family was so close knit that your absence would have been noticed right away. However as you grew older the bond you shared with your twin and father began to disappear and once you started going on hunts with your dad and uncle, it all but vanished.

At first you told yourself that you were overreacting; that your father was just constantly worried about you, but as time went on you saw how close Robby and your dad still were, yet you remained on the outside.

It was something that your dad and brother both seemed oblivious to. Whenever you’d try to involve yourself in what they were doing they would send you away with some excuse as to why you couldn’t participate with them and soon you just stopped asking.

This never seemed to effect them, but it sure effected you.

Your father and Robby might not have seen what they were doing, but your Uncle Sam sure did. At first he tried to stick up for you, pointing out to Dean all the times it seemed that Robby and him would purposefully leave you out. Dean would deny it and after countless arguments with no change Sam stopped trying. Instead he became the figure in your life you so desperately wanted.

Still, there were times that Sam got sucked into whatever fun Robby and your dad were having; leaving you to be the outsider in your family again.

It was a role you learned to accept and gave up hope that it’d change.

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plan cancelled

art from stream - thank you to @sonikku0691, @j97masaki, and everyone else who stopped by to join the stream!!! 

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for the first time hoco was actually SUPER FUN!!! these four kids FINALLY danced in the giant circle of sweat and terror but it was fr the best thing ever and by far the best dance i’ve been to! like we went in at 8:30 and got out at 11 and it felt like no time has passed at all ??? it was liiit 🤙

(plus we got ihop after that was a fun time)

(also for homecoming antics maybe add me on snapchat ? @ jilleebillee33 !!)

GORE SENTENCE STARTERS.

* heavily triggered sentences, read & reblog with caution !!

’ The blood felt warm and sticky between my fingers. ’
’ I’m busy digging the dry blood and fleshy skin from under my nails right now. ’
’ Cut me open and finger my incision. ’
’ Let’s cut his face off and wear it around the town. ’
’ I never knew it would take this long to skin a human body. ’
’ Hand me that drill over there, will you? ’
’ Look at you, bleeding all over my new carpet! ’
’ Oh, I’ll make you scream for me alright. ’
’ There are maggots all over his face! Get them off! ’
’ Can we fill the pool up with their blood then take a swim in it? ’
’ You smell that? That’s the smell of decompsed bodies! ’
’ Hang ‘em upside down, slice ‘em and watch the blood pour on me. ’
’ You gotta drill ‘em right in the center of their forehead. ’
’ Lick the blood from my fingers, unless you’re too chicken. ’
’ Put the gloves on and help me remove these organs now! ’
’ I dissect human’s in my basement for fun. ’
’ I’m performing a surgery right now, care to join or better yet, watch? ’
’ You ever eat a brain? No? Well, you’re eating one now. ’
’ I have prepared brain for dinner tonight, hope you like… ’
’ I prefer the human organs to eat over other species. ’
’ Look, I cut if off their body for a souviner. ’
’ I carve out their eyeballs and keep them for souviners. ’
’ I spent all night making this mess, why would I want to clean it up? ’
’ Fill those jars up with water, we’re going to put the organs in them. ’
’ Alright, what organ are we taking from this one? ’
’ You look so good with all that blood splatter on your face. ’
’ This tub is used for fresh blood to bathe in. Cleanses the pores. ’
’ I love to kiss those dead, cold lips! ’
’ I’d rather kiss the dead guy than kiss you! ’
’ Blood has such a sweet taste to it! Mmmm! Yummy! ’
’ I’m sorry, what was that? You can’t speak clearly without your tongue? ’
’ Ever play soccer with an eyeball before? It’s a lot easier for it to go flat… ’
’ I will cut your heart out and eat it, just like you did to me! ’
’ That rat bastard got me back, slipped on his brains and fell! ’
’ I’m sorry, I can’t stop laughing at the girl talking with no tongue! It’s too funny! ’
’ Be careful in there! There’s brains and blood everywhere! ’
’ Go on and cut me, go on! Do it! Do it already! ’
’ I’m going to mail your feet to the floor so you don’t run away again! ’
’ Stop screaming, i’m trying to carve our names into your skin! ’
’ I just wanted to carve a heart in his skin but he wouldn’t stop screaming! ’
’ Go on and scream all you want! No one can hear you down here! ’
’ There are fifty fucking paint buckets full of blood in here! ’
’ I love the thick flesh under my nails when I claw them to death! ’
’ Picking chuncks of flesh and meat from your teeth again? ’
’ Guns aren’t any fun! They’re too quick! ’
’ Killing with a gun is like getting off in two seconds! It’s boring! ’
’ I got a knife with your name on it, if you’re up for it. ’
’ After I kill you, I’m going to eat every organ in your body! ’
’ I just want to get to the spleen of the stomach before noon today. ’
’ I will slice you right down the middle, right here in front of everybody! ’
’ I enjoy the sounds you make when I’m strangling you. ’
’ I strangle people because that sound is sensational to hear. ’
’ Leave the mess, never clean up parts of your finest work. ’
’ I dug my nails so far into their skin I drew blood, then I licked it up. ’
’ I shoved my thumbs into his eye sockets! ’
’ Look, how do I look? Like the new face? ’
’ All this blood came from just one body! ’
’ Let’s go! We’ve got to move all these bodies tonight! ’
’ I told you to stop sleeping with the dead bodies! ’
’ Why is there a brain in your fridge? Is it.. from a human? ’
’ Can you believe my knife went dull on me while I was stabbing away back there? ’
’ Where is all the knives? Did you use them all? Again? ’
’ What is that? Oh my, oh my god, what is that? Please tell me it’s not.. ’
’ I’ve got a human heart in a shoe box, would like to see? ’
’ I could see his heart when they shot him with the shot gun. ’
’ How are you still alive? I can see your ribcage! ’
’ When we get married, we’re tying dead bodies to our bumper instead of cans! ’
’ I always wanted to go on a killing spree with some backseat hostages! ’
’ Can I finger the punctured hole! Just one time please! ’
’ How are they still alive? I can see they’re ribcage! ’
’ Wow, I can see your bone! I’m going to touch it, just once! ’
’ No offense but I really wanted to listen to music while sawing these limbs off. ’
’ I’m going to beat you with this sawed off limb, here I come! I’m coming, you better run! ’
Types of SD Messages; A Comprehensive Study

The Level One Starter: Heyyy there sexy lady ;) how u doing tonight? Got plans for the weekend? Loved your profile, was hoping we could chat more xxx

The Midlife Crisis: Hey beautiful :p I am a professional man living in a city who is looking for a naughty partner in crime. I give generous gifts and dinners as well as tickling and kisses :p I can spoil you any way you like if you can spoil me :p I have a place in XXX and you can CUM by and we can have some adult fun :p :p message me back, I don’t bite…unless you want me to :p

The Scrapbooker: Got any more pics? X

The Google Translate: hello there sexy, i can spoil and am gentle man. can give kisses and lots of spoils. message back with sexy pics in bikinis xxxxxxxxx

 The Dad of Three: Hi :) I’m David and I already know I’m a bit old for you. I guess I’m wondering what a nice girl like you is doing on a site like this?

 The Straight To The Point: Hi, I love your lovely round breasts I can’t wait to squeeze and lick them and stimulate you in every way you’ve ever dreamed. I’m looking for someone very fun and naughty!!! I like anal and various roleplays. Have you ever used toys? xxx

The Chicks Dig Doctors: Hi, I’m Sam :) I’m a medical professional living in the city and I went to university to study medicine, I am working in my medical practice, seeing to my many patients, and that’s why I can’t meet during the day.

The Done This Before: Hello, I’m Michael. I’m 52 years old and run a successful firm in the city. I read your profile and have to say I’m intrigued. I am currently staying at the XXX and wondered if we could get together during my stay. I will compensate you for your time.

The Didn’t Read Your Profile: Me and my wife are looking for a young hot thing to spice up our sex lives ;) Must be sexually submissive, into rape fantasy and costumes xoxo

The Definitely Not A Rapist: Hi there :) I liked your profile, was wondering if you’re free tonight? I have a nice place overlooking the river and could wine and dine you, and also some lovely gifts to spoil you with :) I love making ladies smile. Let me know if you’re free, I could buy you dinner and we could go back to mine xxx

The Conversationalist: Hey ;) x

The Talking Clock: Hello my fair lady :) I loved your profile and have messaged you once before but you didn’t seem to reply! If you’re going to take this seriously, you should reply PROMPTLY to the messages that people send you. I sent you a message on the 4th at 6.30pm and even though you were online you didn’t reply so I am trying again today on the 6th. I hope to receive a warm and friendly and PROMPT response as soon as you see this!!! xxx

The College Student Who Wandered In: Hey, you’re pretty hot :) wanna grab a drink tonight?

The Mother Didn’t Hug Me Enough: Hello, Mistress- i am looking for a beautiful woman like you to dominate me. i want for You to choke me with your high heels and stick huge black dildos up my asshole until i cum over your boots and You have me lick it all up

The One In A Million: Hi, how are you? I’m looking for a young lady to spoil and am prepared to negotiate a pay per meet fee or a monthly allowance, dependant on whether we like each other or not. My email is XXX and please let me know if you’re interested after reading my profile. I’m staying at the XXX until the 10th and we can talk about it over champagne if you’re free this weekend?

yosaflameslover  asked:

Can you do a full version of the Halloween song kidzbopified I'm gonna cry.

brooke: picked out a costume for tonight! made sure to get a size that would fit just right. you can kinda see the zipper but i’ll act like i don’t know
whooooaa

jake: i got some chapstick
chloe: and some juice!

rich: i borrowed my older brother’s superhero suit! don’t have any powers, but making sound effects will do..

all: ooooh

jake: who’s ready for my halloween shindig?!!

everybody’s got a fountain drink cup fill it up fill it up hear the sprite spill on the ground

everybody’s all like ‘sup?’ ‘let’s catch up!’ 'let’s cheer up!’ 'look how much juice i found!’

every single song’s all like whoo! we’re like yup! turn it up! as we NAE NAE to the sound

cause a halloween shindig after the week is done
is a great way to have lots of fun!
and i might be hyped on sugar but it’s all right
cause i’m halloween hanging with my friends tonight!

wHOOO! IT’s HALLOWEEN
IT’S HALLOWEEN

brooke: jeremy! i was afraid you weren’t coming, did you get my IMs?

squip: play it off.

jeremy: am i late? i didn’t know.

brooke: oh, well what do you think of my costume?

squip: vague compliment.

jeremy: original.

jeremy:…. i mean amazing! seriously, i can’t believe i’m with a girl who is as smart and pretty as you.

brooke: you need a juice.

all: PLAY BOARD GAMES! IT’S HALLOWEEN!
EAT SOME LAYS! IT’S HALLOWEEN.
BOB FOR APPLES! IT’S HALLOWEEN.
ICED TEA SNAPPLE FROM HALLOWEEN.

everybody’s got a fountain drink cup fill it up fill it up hear the sprite spill on the ground

everybody’s all like 'sup?’ 'let’s catch up!’ 'let’s cheer up!’ 'look how much juice i found!’

every single song’s all like whoo! we’re like yup! turn it up! as we NAE NAE to the sound

cause a halloween shindig after the week is done
is a great way to have lots of fun!
and i might be hyped on sugar but it’s all right
cause i’m halloween hanging with my friends tonight!


YIKES I HOPE THAT WAS ENOUGH!! hope u enjoyed!!

Scenario; Though you never really acted up too badly before, for some reason, due to the presence of his friends- you decided to push your limits, disobeying him every chance you got. 

Jungkook; 

-he’d just nod at your defiance, hiding his annoyance until the two of you were alone-

*snaking his arms around your waist, he’d pull you close*
“Y/n…babygirl, you know Daddy doesn’t put up with brattiness* 
*one hand would trail down to your lower half, teasing you* 
“I’m gonna have to punish you now, you know that right?” 

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Taehyung; 

-though he hated punishing his little girl, he couldn’t just allow you to think you could act so badly, and as soon as the others left; he’d remind you of your place- 

*the second he heard the front door close, he’d bend you over right there on the couch* 
“I really hate hurting you baby, but I hate your fucking little attitude even more..”
*hikes your skirt up* 
“Count after each spanking, I’m not gonna stop until you’re covered in bruises princess.” 

Originally posted by donewithjeon

Jimin; 

-he knew he wouldn’t be able to punish you for awhile since the guys were staying for the night, but he wanted you to know how deep a grave you had dug yourself every chance he got- 

*following you into the kitchen to fetch more snacks, he’d pin you against the counter, raking his fingernails against the back of your thigh* 
“Just wait, princess… Just fucking wait..” 

Originally posted by ciutae

Namjoon; 

-wouldn’t be able to hide his frustration with you at all, though the two of you couldn’t be alone; he wouldn’t be afraid to give you a little warning or two in front of his friends- 

*harshly grips your thigh, causing you to yelp slightly* 
“Oh did that hurt baby?” 
*leans over to you and places his lips right beside your ear* 
“Just wait til you see what I have planned for you later..” 

Originally posted by btshada

Hoseok; 

-he’d be able to contain himself for a while, well, that is until you decided it was a smart idea to tease him with the maknaes- 

*once everyone went to bed, he’d swiftly have you underneath him* 
“What was that you said with the maknaes, y/n?” 
*harshly swats your thigh* 
“Oh, what’s wrong baby?” 
*hits you again* 
“Not so tough now that they’re not here, huh?”

Originally posted by jminies

Jin; 

-he’d act as if nothing were wrong, allowing you to think you could do as you please, but the second he got you alone; he’d make you regret having such bad behavior- 

*shoves you onto the bed, forcing your face into the mattress*
“Seems like you forgot that Daddy really fucking hates brats, y/n..” 
*grabs a fistful of your hair* 
“So it looks like I’ll have to remind you what happens to bad little girls like you.” 

Originally posted by teamoseokjin

Yoongi; 

-god, he wouldn’t put up with your attitude at all, the second you began to act up he’d grab a fistful of your hair and practically drag you to the bed room; not even caring that his friends were there, he’d give absolutely zero fucks- 

*tightening his grip in your hair, he’d force your eyes up to him* 
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing huh, little girl?!” 

You; “I- I..” 

*immediately cuts you off with multiple cruel smacks to your thigh* 
“No, I don’t want to hear your fucking excuses. It’s much too late for any of that..” 
“Daddy’s gonna have lots of fun with you tonight, little one. I hope you remember all your safewords..” 

Originally posted by orayanno

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28.09.16 Two hour study session in the library! Making sure I’ve got all the books I need in a list so I can go get them later, but I’ve already picked up Marx’s theory of history. This library gives me chills and also I feel like I’m at hogwarts. I hope it never wears off. I played quidditch today for the first time too! Really fun - I scored a goal and tackled two people to the ground! Bake off tonight and then to the pub! Xxxxx emily

anonymous asked:

Sooooooo I was thinking what would Shiro do if his s/o showed up to party in a sexy black dress just to get him back for spending so much time with Voltron P.s I love your Blog!

I like the way you think! I do love me some petty revenge.

Originally posted by lanceville


“Hey Shiro! What are you up to today? Cause I was thinking–”

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I need to go over Voltron’s last battle and come up with some sort of game plan,” Shiro sighs and glowers at the screen in his hand, “We should have taken that Robeast out before it had that chance to knock us down. Maybe if I had had Lance and Hunk move us–” He’s talking more to himself now so you just cluck your tongue and walk away. Maybe next time.


You paced back and forth on the observation deck, growing increasingly agitated with every slowly passing minute. Seriously? He’s thirty minutes late! Where the hell was your boyfriend?!

You stop and loudly vent your frustration before storming storming towards the training deck. God help Shiro if he’s still training during date night because oh…he’s not here. None of the paladins are. So, clearly they finished? 

You sigh and head towards the rooms. You can hear various showers running and the thought of scaring the crap out of Shiro while he’s showering brings a skip to your step. But when Shiro’s door opens, you can see him laying face first in bed with his armor still on. You deflate and let his door shut on its own. If he’s tired enough to sleep in his armor then there’s no point in waking him. 


And so it keeps happening. Every time you think you finally get Shiro on his own he either has Voltron related business, extra training, or is passed out in places he shouldn’t be. It’s frustrating. It’s vexing. It’s starting to piss you off

Of course, you don’t think you’re more important than defending the universe from evil purple aliens but dammit, it hurts to be pushed aside so easily! 

But tonight…oh-hoho, tonight you were going to get back at the Black Paladin. 

You see, Allura, Coran, and Shiro have been in negotiations for the last week or so with the twin High Priestesses of Il’rea, who have long been fighting the Galra in their own quadrant of space. They’ve been highly successful; due to the combined power of Lady Arcadia’s tactics and Lady Selena’s bloodlust and frankly, Team Voltron needed help from people like them if there was any hope to defeat Prince Lotor. 

Tonight, the whole planet was celebrating the new alliance in Voltron’s honor with a huge party. Food, music, pretty girls, pretty guys (just pretty people in general), and displays of power and magic promised to be a fun night.

But there was a small problem. The problem was, as Lance put it: “Those Priestesses are total babes! They could literally crack my skull between their thighs and I would die happy.” Whether he was on duty or not, Shiro was spending a lot of time with beautiful women that were not you and tonight was the night you were going to drag his attention back, Voltron and the Alliance be damned. Especially since it’s been a good two weeks since you two had some true alone time. 

You smiled triumphantly at the sexy little black number hanging on the back of your door, ‘Watch Shiro ignore this.’


Shiro missed you. God, he missed you so much it started to hurt and the guilt he was carrying about temporarily pushing you aside to focus on Voltron was starting to haunt his nightmares. He was determined to fix it tonight. He was going to apologize for being a shit boyfriend, apologize for overworking himself, and apologize for making the love of his life feel like she no longer mattered to him. 

Keith had made it a point to find Shiro tell him that last little tidbit last night. It hurt. It hurt so bad Shiro actually spent most of the night crying and beating himself up mentally for that one. He royally fucked up, and he knew it.

So when the shuttle carrying you and the Paladins arrived, his heart began racing and Shiro felt the telltale fluttering in his stomach that told him he was nervous. But there were only four bodies on that shuttle and none of them yours. Concerned, Shiro pulled Keith aside to speak to him in a low whisper, “Hey, Keith. Wh-where’s Y/N? Isn’t she coming?”

Keith pursed his lips and glared. Shiro dropped his hand from Keith’s arm and took a step back, caught off guard by the uncharacteristic hostility in his friend’s eyes. He waits and Keith looks away before clearing his throat, “She’s not coming. She said she has a migraine so she’s going to take advantage of a silent castle and sleep it off. She doesn’t want you there.” He walks away with a final glare, making sure to clip his shoulder against Shiro’s. 

Shiro rubs his shoulder and glances towards the other paladins. He blanches as they quickly turn away to hide their glares. Crestfallen, Shiro swallows the lump in his throat and blinks back the tears that threaten to spill. He has a job to do tonight so he steels himself and turns around, stepping out of Takashi Shirogane - the failing boyfriend, and into Shiro - the Black Paladin and Leader of Voltron. 

He doesn’t see Lance and Hunk sharing concerned glances as they wonder if they took their glares too far or Pidge and Keith giving each other a thumbs up. He also misses you slipping out of your hiding place in the pod and moving to the next hiding place, shoes in hand. Allura, who has been your silent partner in tonight’s shenanigans, gives you a wink as she steps in front of your new spot, further hiding you. Bless her. She’s just as petty as you are.


Parties.

There was a time in his life that Shiro once enjoyed a good party and the chance to get shit-faced drunk without a care in the world. Now his anxiety was acting up, telling him there were too many people, too many points of entry, too many chances for an assassin to sneak in, this is was just another chance to get Lance blow–no. No. He needs to stop. There’s no point in thinking like that.

God, he needed a drink.

Luckily, Il’rea has alcohol, or something like it, and Shiro grabs a glass from a passing waiter and downs it in one gulp. Much better.

He grabbed another drink with every intention of downing that one too but he was stopped when he saw you flitting through the crowd. But it couldn’t be you, you were in the castle. Right?

He drops the glass from his mouth and moves to follow what he swears was you. His searching is fruitless and Shiro gives it up as a bad job only a few minutes later. He was looking for a black dress in a sea of black and white with little variation. Why couldn’t the woman have been wearing a red dress? That would be so much easier!

Like Allura! Shiro could make her out easily since her dress started as a bright yellow and faded to a soft orange. She looked like an Earth sunset was easily the brightest person in the room. Shiro smiled as she laughed at some aristocrat’s joke, happy to finally see her so carefree after the stressful week they had. He wished he could be like that.

He watched for a few more moments and was about to turn away when Allura hooked her arm through the arms of another woman and they turned as one to move together. His heart stopped for a split second because he knows that face. He knows that face.

Where Allura was as radiant as the sun, there you were, looking like the human embodiment of the night. Your hair was pulled up and artfully messy, lips painted a deep purple to match purple eye shadow, the front of your black gown draped over you to deeply expose your breasts and Shiro swallowed when he saw the long beautiful silver necklace he found for you sitting innocently on your chest. The last time he saw it he was watching it shimmer and shine as it moved with every thrust of his hips against yours.

You looked like Sin. And when your eyes locked Shiro swore then and there to have you underneath him before the night was over. He continued watching with hungry eyes as Allura twirled you two around and revealed the (pretty much non-existent) back of your dress and he changed it to within the hour. The wink you gave him over the shoulder as you disappeared into the crowd gave him the fuel he needed.

But it wasn’t that easy. Every time he got close to you, Hunk or Lance would whisk you away for a dance and pass you off to someone high ranking enough in the Il’rean hierarchy that Shiro knew it would cause tension if he just cut in, so he was forced to wait. 

And wait.

 And wait. Prowling like a panther at the edge of the dancing crowd, waiting for his chance to snatch you up.

Eventually there was a lull in the music and Shiro used it to beeline towards you, determined to have you in his arms and screaming his name in one of the smaller rooms next door. But he was stopped by Keith shoving a plate of food in his hands with a cheeky grin. “You haven’t eaten all night. Here. It’s delicious.”

“I-Uh…What? Oh,” he looked down at the plate just long enough to loose you in the crowd again and he cursed his luck. And his crew, the shits. He could spy Pidge up on the balcony, no doubt keeping an eye on the situation and instructing each of the Paladins to intercept him every time he got too close. He should have known they’d be in on this. They do like to stir up trouble. 

Well. There would be no getting to you this way. Not with Pidge directing them. And he couldn’t just run up there like a psychopath and stop her. She’d see him. He popped some of the food Keith brought him into his mouth and saluted Pidge. If this was his punishment, it was his punishment. But he could spoil their fun by giving in. His own private revenge on his crew for their mutiny.


“Surprise, surprise. You didn’t come for me,” you sigh as you lean against the balcony entryway. Shiro turns towards you with a bittersweet smile, “Would you have let me?” He leans against the balcony, doing his best to appear nonchalant even though his heart was hammering in his chest because there you are! His beautiful girlfriend! The light of his life! The woman he would willingly risk life and limb for! Dear god, he could see how pissed you were.

You fake thinking for a moment, making sure to bring a finger to your lips, just to enjoy the way Shiro’s eyes darken at such an innocent gesture. “No, not really. I was enjoying myself soooo much. I didn’t want to distract myself with my significant other.” Your pointed glare hits home and Shiro drops his gaze to the floor. You do nothing but wait, letting his shame settle in.

You soften as his shoulders drop and he slowly walks towards you, frightened that with each step closer he moves, you will bolt. You both release the breaths you didn’t know you were holding as Shiro slowly brings his forehead to yours. His large hands feel so right as snakes them around your waist and just holds you, taking a moment just to savor you in his arms before he can gather the courage to speak. 

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean to push you away. I didn’t intend to make you feel like you don’t matter to me, because you do. You are–I love you,” you gasp at his confession and the urge to scream ‘I love you too!’ is almost to much to bear but Shiro isn’t done talking, so you bite your tongue. Literally. “I made a mistake. I need to try harder. I will try harder. For you and Voltron.” 

The kiss he gives you is so tender and so sweet it nearly brings tears to your eyes. You pull him down for another harder kiss as he pulls away, wrapping your arms around his neck for leverage before pulling away enough to mumble against his lips, “You beautiful idiot. I love you so much but you’re too hard on yourself. I just…I missed you.”

You buried yourself into Shiro’s chest and squeezed him tight, enjoying the way his arms tightened against you and the gentle way he nuzzles into your hair. He was so warm and comforting and you couldn’t believe that you had gone nearly two weeks without this. These were the moments you lived for: domesticity in a universe at war.

“I’m going to fuck you in that dress the moment we get back to the castle,” his voice is low and gravely in your ear and you shivered. Moment ruined. 

“I’ve had to watch you prance around in that sorry excuse for a dress all night. Did you even see how much people wanted you?” A moan escapes as Shiro mouths directly against your ear and he moves his cool metal hand up your exposed back. You can feel his half-hard erection against your hip and he grins wickedly against your ear as he lightly rocks against you, “You naughty thing, I’m going to–”

“Sorry to interrupt,” you and Shiro jerk apart as Lady Arcadia glides by, her sister in tow, “but might I trouble you to use one of the rooms down the hall? As lovely as public displays of affection are, surely you two would enjoy privacy?” They quirk twin eyebrows and smirk, gliding away the way they came. 

You adjust your dress and hair, thankful that you were interrupted before anything else started. You share a bashful look with Shiro and clasp hands before re-joining the party; putting a pause on your libidos to play ambassadors. There would be time to play later tonight.

NRK livestream: TRANSLATION, ULRIKKE!

translated by @maksisskambackwards and @linneaxskam and me :) 
we’re gonna space out each interview so it’s a bit easier to read (and work with) first up we have ULRIKKE!  (important to note: she walked in leading the girls and took her shoes off to start the night) 

Host: I think we´ll have a little chat with Vilde, or Ulrikke. Who would you like to be tonight?

Ulrikke: I am Ulrikke, generally.

Host: It is easy for me to forget that, because I´m so used to seeing you as Ulrikke.

Ulrikke: Vilde

Host: Sorry, Ulrikke.

Host: We have 100 questions both for Vilde and Ulrikke. And I´m thinking we will begin with you picking three of these. (pictures of actors on popsicle sticks.) Fuck marry kill. (Explains the rules).

Ulrikke: Marry (holds up Noora)

Host: Why Noora?

Ulrikke: Why? It’s mostly because of Josefine, since I’m so fond of Josefine. Intercourse (shows Elias).

Host: You call it the classy word intercourse?

Ulrikke: Yes, intimacy, yes. And that’s because Simo is so incredibly charming. And then it’s kill (shows William) because I’ve never really had any high thoughts about William.

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yours for the night || chapter one

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader, Harrison Osterfield 

Summary: You were looking for a quick fuck, he on the other hand, was not. 

Warnings: alcohol use, smut {18+]

Word Count: 3.4k

A/N: welcome all to the first chapter of the series @lustforholland​ and I are collabing on!! we are super super super excited and we have a lot in store for you guys so we hope you enjoy!! we will each take turns posting parts so make sure to keep an eye out on both accounts or keep up with the master post!!


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