i knew this was awesome for a reason!!!

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Producer Jeff Bhasker faced a daunting task several months ago. After having worked with Kanye West and winning Grammy Awards for producing Mark Ronson’s “Uptown Funk,” and Fun.’s 2012 album “Some Nights,” he had to decide whether to take on a new project: the debut solo album of One Direction member Harry Styles.

“I’d just had a baby, and I was kind of like, ‘Eh, I don’t know if I’ll jump into this,‘” Bhasker tells Variety. He agreed to have Styles come over to “just talk,” and proceeded to put him through the Bhasker home sniff test. “My dog tends to bite people, and he was kind of scoping Harry out,” Bhasker explains. Styles “did this move — like a little shoot the gun with his finger, and my dog walked over and started licking his finger. That’s when I was, like, ‘This guy has something special.'”

Once music came into the mix, Bhasker was sold. “He started playing references of what he wanted to do, which sounded like a cool rock band. I got it, and could see where if we pulled this off, it would be one of the coolest things ever. But he needed a buddy who plays guitar like he’s Keith Richards.” The insinuation being: Styles is the Mick Jagger in this scenario.

Adds Bhasker: “I’m so proud of the album itself, and also of Harry for being so brave, and committing 100%, and writing the kind of vulnerable lyrics that he wrote, and not pandering to what people thought he would do. People have no idea that this is what Harry Styles is like. Just like I didn’t know. He’s obviously very famous and beloved, but people don’t know the depths of what an amazing personality and artist he is.”

Variety spoke with Bhasker about the recording of “Harry Styles” ahead of the album’s May 12 release: 

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female awesome meme → [3/5] female character in a book
∟  But vanity, not love, has been my folly. Pleased with the preference of one, and offended by the neglect of the other, on the very beginning of our acquaintance, I have courted prepossession and ignorance, and driven reason away, where either were concerned. Till this moment I never knew myself.

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Not the Jealous Type

Request: I was wondering if you could do a Remus imagine where he heard guys talking about Y/N, his girlfriend, about how he doesn’t deserve her and he thinks it’s true but then he hears them talking about hot is she and how they imagine touching her body and he just gets so angry that he goes up to her and just kiss her so hard and it gets smut from here? And please can you make him so dominant and like in charge? You know, tying her to the bed and fistful of hair? Thanks Awesome writing btw, LOVE IT!!

A/N: So, I made the reader a bad-ass Hufflepuff, because I like to imagine I’m a bad-ass Hufflepuff. I’m not actually bad-ass, but I like to pretend to be bad-ass.  

Warnings: SMUT!!! And slight creepiness….

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Remus Lupin was never the jealous type. Sure, he would get angry when someone was flirting with his girlfriend, but he knew that she would tell them off. They both trusted each other enough to know that they wouldn’t cheat. So, that never gave either of them reason to be jealous. Besides, most boys knew that she was off limits, just because of the sheer amount of times she had trouble walking and how there were certain days she would fold up her collar to hide the hickeys littered on her neck. So it came as a shock to her when he overheard something pertaining to his beautiful girl.

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He was on Prefect duty when he overheard it happen the first time. 

“Yeah, so how are things going with asking (Y/L/N) out?” He heard a hushed voice. Remus gritted his teeth and clenched his hand into a fist.

“It’s fine, but then her ‘pwecious wittwe boyfwiend’ Lupin always shows up.” Another voice said mockingly.

“Yeah, he doesn’t fucking deserve her.” The first voiced growled out.

“Hey, Assholes!” A female voice shouted out. “I think I’ll decide who I deserve for myself, so why don’t you go fuck yourselves, because you obviously are too pathetic to get someone who would want to fuck you.”

Remus rounded the corner from where he was standing and you noticed and quickly walked past the two boys to your boyfriend. You placed a kiss on the side of his cheek. “Hey, Remus.” You said before grabbing his hand and pulling him around the corner and then you stopped. 

“Remus, are you okay?” You ask worriedly.

“Yeah.” He said distractedly, still not sure what happened.

“Don’t listen to them. They’re douchebags, okay?” You told him, cupping his face and forcing him to look at you.

He gulped a bit before nodding his head. 

You smiled at him brightly and he smiled back before grabbing your hands and lacing your fingers together.“I love you.” You said shyly, kissing him quickly.

“I love you more, my little badass Hufflepuff.” He said while nuzzling your nose.

“Somehow, I don’t think you could love me more than I love you.” You whispered to him, before placing another kiss on his lips. You pulled away, before un-lacing your fingers and starting to walk away. “I have to go to the library. See you later, Remy!” You yelled as you headed down the hallway to head to the library.

As you walked away, Remus chuckled before shaking his head slightly wondering how he was lucky enough to be dating you.

Little did he know that you were feeling the same way.

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When he overheard it the second time, he was in the library studying for a Transfiguration exam.

“So, I heard that (Y/L/N) is good in bed.” One voice said.

“Yeah, I heard that she was going around giving blowjobs to anyone who asked.” Another voice said.

Remus clenched his teeth and tried to ignore it, trying to focus on his studying.

“Do you think she would give me one?” The first voice asked.

Remus’ hand formed a fist, and his quill broke in half. He felt his body stiffen with anger.

“Maybe, if she stopped hanging around that fucking Lupin.” The other voice said.

“Yeah, he doesn’t fucking deserve her.” The first voice agreed.

“Just imagine her moaning and writhing underneath you.”

“Yeah, and her screaming our name and she would finger herself.”

“And she would love her boobs being squeezed.”

Remus growled and stood up not being able to stand them hearing about defiling his girl anymore. He walked over to the table, not hearing anything but the blood pounding in his ears. He walked over and they were still engrossed in their conversation and he growled softly. His hand curled into a fist and he punched the table and glared at them. 

“I’d suggest you fuckers shut the hell about fucking my girl.” He snarled at them. “She’s my bloody girlfriend, not your plaything.” He seethed, his voice dangerously low. “And if you lay a hand on her, I’ll hunt you down and fucking murder you.” His voice was low and his green eyes had darkened to a gray.

“Hey, Remy.” Your cheerful voice cut through the air.

He turned on his heel and stared at you with his angry, intense eyes. He pushed you up to the nearest bookcase and smashed his lips to yours. His hands were everywhere, your hips, your waist, your shoulders. He had pinned your smaller frame up against the bookcase with no way of escaping. Not that you wanted to. This very possessive Remus excited you, if you were being completely honest. You melted into the kiss before he pulled away to stare down at you. Your cheeks were flushed, your eyes lidded and glazed and you were breathing heavily. He stared at your heaving chest making him go rock hard. 

“Remus.” You gasped out. “What’s gotten into you?” You ask, still breathing heavily. 

Instead of an answer, he kisses you again even more forcefully. He gripped your hips and ground into you, causing you to moan into his mouth. He took advantage of that and shoved his tongue into your mouth, and was completely dominating you. You loved it, though. But, you didn’t want to get caught. So, you brought your hands up to his shoulders to push him away from you.

“Not here, Remus.” You panted. Your protests faltered as he moved his face to your neck and started attacking the exposed skin there. 

“Remus.” You moaned out, trying your best to not give into his touch. “Remus, we have class.” You said, pushing him away, again.

“Fuck class.” He growled out. He stared at you with his smoldering gaze again, and you tried rubbing your thighs together to ease the tension building up inside of you. He grabbed you, and threw you over his shoulder, so that you were looking at his back, as he held onto your legs.

“Remus?” You question.

You felt a hand smack your backside. “Shut the hell up, unless you want to suffer.” Remus growled out. 

He stalked out of the library and before you knew it you were in his bedroom. He threw you onto his bed and you landed with an “oomph.”

“Remus, what’s going on?” You ask, slightly concerned, but thoroughly turned on. 

His eyes darkened even more, if that were possible. He pinned you down before growling into your ear. “You talked. Guess my girl is gonna have to suffer.” He nibbled on your earlobe causing a shiver to run up your body. He crashed his lips to your again and loosened your tie. He pinned your arms above your head and bound them with your tie. You moaned as his hand trailed down to your hip and gripped it bringing you closer. You lifted your leg and hooked it over his hip, grinding up into his crotch. He moaned into the kiss before his hand brought your other leg around his waist. His hands moved down to your ass, massaging and groping it causing you to moan even more and you moved your hips trying to create more friction. He smirked into the kiss before smacking your ass and pulling away to look down at you.

“Dirty girl.” He whispered into your ear. “So needy.” His voice was husky sending shivers down your spine.

“I’m the needy one?” You ask, arching your eyebrow.

He smacked your ass again, harder this time, and growled at you. “I told you not to talk.” 

“Make me.” You challenge. 

He took off his tie and pulled your hair forcing your head up. “Open your mouth.” He commands. You obey. With your mouth open he uses his tie as a gag and still grabbing your hair he whispers into your ear, “You’re only allowed to move when I tell you you can. You can only moan when I want you to, and most importantly you can’t come until I give you permission. Understand?” He growls seductively. 

You nod furiously and he releases your hair letting you fall back into the mattress. He stares down at you; your (H/C) locks spread wildly, your (E/C) orbs dark, your cheeks flushed, your chest heaving and your arms above your head making him want nothing more than to drill you into the mattress. He quickly rips your shirt off, buttons flying everywhere. When he sees your bra he growled frustratedly and just quickly rips it off. 

You try to protest, but not only were you gagged, but he was furiously rubbing your core through your panties. You push your hips into his hand, eager and wanting.

He shook his head. “Not yet, baby. You’ve gotta suffer.” He says, with a smirk. 

Your eyes widen because you just needed the relief. You tried to talk through the restraints, but only managed to make a series of pleading noises. 

He smirked down at you before pulling your skirt off your legs. He lifted one of your legs over his shoulder and started placing kisses on the inside of your thigh. He slowly works his way to your pulsating core, his slow nibbling driving you insane. He tortures your other leg the same way before he finally kisses you through your underwear. You (try to) moan loudly, your hips bucking into his face. He chuckles against your core, the vibrations driving you insane. You move your hips even more, but he pushes your hips down with one of his arms. 

He slowly pulled your underwear off before staring at your dripping core. He sticks a finger inside you without warning and start pumping furiously. He adds another finger and another and within moments you are ready to release, but before you can, he pulls his fingers out of you.

Your eyes which were closed, with the expectancy of ecstasy opened immediately and you felt so angry. But soon you were moaning through your restraints as Remus was eating you out. You were reaching your peak again, and you were ready to hit cloud nine when he pulled away. Again.

At this point you were beyond frustrated, because you couldn’t speak, couldn’t move and you couldn’t release. Remus released your gag and started to kiss you furiously. He moved away from your lips placing kisses down your jaw and neck.

“You can talk now, baby.” He said, while nibbling on your earlobe.

“Remus. Clothes. Off. Now.” You panted out, moaning lewdly as he moved on to sucking and nibbling at your perky nipples.

He chuckled against your breast before muttering out, “Needy, much?” 

“Remus.” You whined.He chuckles again and wastes no time in pulling off his shirt, pants and boxers. He pumped into you quickly and unexpectedly causing you to moan even louder. He thrusts into you relentlessly. You thrust your hips up to meet his, but couldn’t keep up, so you gave up, preferring to be dominated. 

You felt your high coming up. “Remus, please don’t stop.” You begged. “Please.” 

He gave no response, except plunging into you harder. You released all over him and screamed his name. He didn’t slow down, in fact he flipped you over and started fucking you from behind. He hit much deeper, and you moaned much louder. He started thrusting harder, the bed hitting the wall. He pounded into you relentlessly and you came again. He didn’t stop and he flipped you over again, placing your legs on his shoulders. 

“Please, don’t stop.” You moan out, your breath shaking.

“Don’t worry baby. I’m close too.” He reached up and undid your restraints and arms flew to his shoulders, your nails leaving red marks.

Within moments you both came, screaming each others name.

Needless to say, you couldn’t walk properly for a week afterwards and no boy ever talked about you again.

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There you go! Hope you enjoyed it!! Please send me more requests!!!

Releasing “Sign of the Times,” a six-minute-long song as a single, was surprising as it breaks from pop radio norms. Who played a part in that decision?“
 
BHASKER: "That was kind of out there. And by the way, the song was made in four hours, from writing it to tracking it. That’s part of the reason why it’s so long because Harry just freestyled it towards the end. We tracked it like that and it was kind of awesome. Once we had it, we knew it was a winner. It starts out with Harry’s voice sounding so great and then you hit them with [the next verse] and you’ve got ’em. It is a hit in that sense, but it was so long that we weren’t sure if it could be the single. Thank God, [Sony Music CEO] Rob Stringer said, “I think you go with ‘Sign of the Times.‘” Then, we tried to do major surgery on it to try and make a radio edit and presented it to him and, he was, like, ‘That’s cool, but I think we should push the full-length.’ We were looking at each other, like, what planet are we on that the head of the label says, ‘Yeah, let’s release a six-minute single.
—  Variety
That was kind of out there. And by the way, the song was made in four hours, from writing it to tracking it. That’s part of the reason why it’s so long because Harry just freestyled it towards the end. We tracked it like that and it was kind of awesome. Once we had it, we knew it was a winner. It starts out with Harry’s voice sounding so great and then you hit them with [the next verse] and you’ve got ’em. It is a hit in that sense, but it was so long that we weren’t sure if it could be the single. Thank God, [Sony Music CEO] Rob Stringer said, “I think you go with ‘Sign of the Times.‘” Then, we tried to do major surgery on it to try and make a radio edit and presented it to him and, he was, like, ‘That’s cool, but I think we should push the full-length.’ We were looking at each other, like, what planet are we on that the head of the label says, ‘Yeah, let’s release a six-minute single.'

Hi everyone. It’s good to be back. Today I want to discuss something very interesting and important about a character I love, Lorna Dane. The discussion will focus on Lorna Dane from Deadpool and The Mercs for Money (I only picked this book up for Polaris) therefore, I’m only going to include panels about her. First I want to thank Bunn and Coello who did an excellent job in executing Lorna’s characterization and her beauty. Polaris was really well done both in terms of writing and pencils. I did enjoy it very much :)

Wow. Lorna left many of us speechless because something surprising and crazy happened. Here Marvel once again, made Lorna a badass, menacing and intelligent leader. I like how Lorna and Domino interacted. The debate between them was so perfect that even Lorna uses words precisely like her father. Polaris has vowed to carry on her late father Magneto’s work. Also, I am very pleased with Polaris’ new costume and this is her what……50’s costume? Can’t keep track that’s how many costumes she has. Marvel not only gave her so many costumes, but made her a fierce leader a number of times.

Artwork of the beautiful, strong, confident, badass, and brave Polaris. The depiction tells it all. I really LOVE the Magneto inspiration the artist utilized to create it, from the helmet/tiara, to the overall composition of it, really LOVE IT a lot. @whatadouche-bag  was right about her tiara. It does have a vibe of a warrior helm. Now, let’s take a look on few other panels.

And when the Inhumans showed up, Polaris was the first in battle. She took the first stand on everything just like a true leader. What a ferocious warrior type, I LOVE IT. Those deep shadows on her face remind me so much of her father and no one in this world can deny who is the Queen of Mutants :)

One thing I would like to clarify about this panel here is that the girl with the green Mohawk is not Storm. There were people confusing her with Storm because of her Mohawk, eyes and attitude. Even though I wouldn’t blame them because ironically, in the cover of this issue, it showed her with white hair and not green. I assume this was why they were thinking it was Storm. But what a surprised seeing a green Mohawk when we were expecting to be like the cover depicted. I wonder if Marvel did this on purpose lol. I wonder what Marvel is trying to say about a new girl named Sheath (who might show up sometime soon in the future) with green Mohawk. My only thought would be Marvel’s mocking Storm. “A girl with Storm hair’s style and Polaris’s hair color” Can this be an indication to show how Polaris might look like with a green Mohawk? A Sheath is cover for the blade of a knife or sword (pretty much that’s what she was wearing). She doesn’t show any abilities and/or never shows in description what her ability is. Only that she’s more of a combat/agility who fights with knives and nothing more.

Anyway, the next panel is even more amazing.

Every single one of them were matching their perfect combat. Polaris went to the powerhouse guy called, Lash. I guess she knew he was the hard one but Look at Lorna with her magnificent beauty and very Magneta. Reasons to believe Lash is the strongest (aside from karnak) was because of this

There was nothing negative that I can point out. Of course, some might find something trivial as usual but here you can’t deny the awesomeness of Lorna Dane. Nothing minor in either both issues #7 and #8 of Deadpool. The story is pretty solid, which is what I’ve come to expect from Cullen Bunn on anything he writes. I like the fact that Marvel’s Splash Page is proudly introducing the powered Lorna Dane in both issues :) Marvel left Bunn to depict Lorna as her father’s image to let everyone knows that whether we like it or not, she’s Magneto’s daughter. Also so new readers get to know the Powerful mutants that’s about to become something much bigger in the future. It’s one of the reason why Lorna was dragged in to one of the most popular comics. Marvel is giving us a hint of what a future Polaris might look like. Who took the opportunity to stand up for mutant rights.

Even though Negasonic went back and made sure the fight in the sewers, which would prove lethal to Deadpool (is that even possible), never happened, this issue still gives us a glimpse into a possible future for Lorna. Strong, confident, taking up her father’s mantle. She will pick up where her father left off, continue his wishes, and more than likely come into her own as a leader. Even though she has already led on several occasions.

@genoshan @erik-dane @pumazumba @whatadouche-bag

watsonthebox  asked:

Still at the Garrison, Lance wanted to be friends w/ Keith. After admiring from afar, he finally introduce himself, but he was straight up ignored (ouch). Lance told Hunk who replied "Oh, Keith? Isn't he Korean?" A lightbulb went off in Lance's head. What if Keith ignored him because his English wasn't strong (Lance knew the struggle)? Cue Lance learning Korean, just so he can become friends with him. He becomes fluent and discovers that Keith English if just fine, he was just being extra emo.

HELL YES!

Please bare with me, I used Google translate. I apologize if anything is wrong   >.<

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 Lance sighed as he stared at the raven haired who stalked away from the classroom. 

Hunk followed his friend’s gaze and released a small laugh. “Lance why don’t you just go up and talk to him?” 

 Lance frantically shook his head no and stood up, collecting his various books. “Hunk, I can’t do that.” Hunk and Lance exited the classroom and Lance fought the urge to walk the same way Keith went. 

“Lance, why can’t you talk to him? You’re pinning hardcore over him.” 

“Because Hunk, he’s a somebody and I’m a nobody. I don’t deserve his presence.” Lance and Hunk turned a corner, Lance flashing a toothy smile at some of the girls that they passed. 

“You talk about him like he’s a God.” Hunk released a sigh and opened the door to their shared dorm. 

 Lance flopped on his bed, “maybe he is a God. He’s good at everything and I mean everything. Like I’ve never seen that kid mess up anything. He’s just too perfect. I’m not worth his time.” 

 “Whatever you say buddy. I’m going to hit the showers, see you soon.” Hunk exited the room with his shower supplies and Lance groaned into his pillow. I need to talk to him, come on Lance all you have to do it say ’The name’s Lance.’ What’s so hard about that? I’ll do it tomorrow, I promise. 

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Lance smoothed down his uniform for the 50th time and glance at the door. Class started in 5 minutes and Keith still hadn’t showed up. The one day I actually want Keith around he has to be late. Lance closed his eyes and suppressed a groan of annoyance. He reached down and started to pull out his supplies for the class. 

He anxiously watched the clock and 30 seconds before class started, Keith strolled into the room. He wasn’t even phased that class was about to start, where Lance would have been an anxious mess. Lance watched Keith take his usual seat in the back of the classroom, not even pulling out a notebook or anything. Just staring at the board with boredom. 

Like I said perfect.

Lance jumped out of his seat as soon as his professor closed his book and declared that class was over. Lance bolted out of the room and speed walked towards Keith, who managed to get a head of Lance. That boy can teleport or something. 

Lance eventually caught up to Keith and he stopped right in front of Keith and placed his hand out in front of him. 

“The names Lance, nice to met you!” Lance plastered the biggest smile he could muster on his face. 

Keith gazed at Lance’s hand and brought his eyes up to Lance’s face. He stared at him for a few seconds and then pushed past Lance and continued his walk to his room. 

Lance’s smile fell and he lowered his arm. What just happened? 

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Lance was laying face first on his bed, he hadn’t moved since his conversation (was it even considered a conversation?) with Keith. Hunk wasn’t back from classes since he had a few different classes then Lance and he was for once grateful. Lance loved his roommate to death but right now he wanted to be alone. 

Yet the silence didn’t last forever and soon Hunk opened the door immediately seeing his friend distress. “Hey Lance, you feeling okay?” 

Lance shook his head no and a few moments later he felt the bed dip under his friend’s weight. “What happened?” 

“I talked to Keith.” Lance mumbled through his pillows. 

“That’s great! How did it go?” Hunk started to rub his friends back, hoping he would sit up. 

“How do you think it went?” Lance pushed himself upright and slumped against Hunk. 

Hunk wrapped his arm around Lance, “what did he say?” 

“Nothing! He literally just looked at me and walked by. I was just rejected by silence. What don’t people like me? I feel like every time I want to talk to someone I have to fight for their attention. I just don’t get it, what’s wrong with me?” 

They were both silent for a few minutes and Hunk snapped his finger. “Wait, Keith is Korean right?” Lance shook his head yes. “Maybe his English isn’t that strong so he didn’t want to say anything.” 

Lance stood up and turned towards Hunk. “Hunk! You’re a genius! I know what I have to do know.” 

Hunk gave Lance a confused look, “are you just going to ask him if that’s the reason why?” 

“Phhs no, I’m going to learn Korean! I learned English really fast, Korean can’t be that hard!” Lance grabbed his jacket and his ID and opened the door. “I’ll see you at dinner Hunk!” 

After a few weeks Lance learned enough Korean to manage a small conversation and he felt comfortable enough to approach Keith again. 

It was a Saturday and Keith was in the library. Lance walked towards Keith and tapped his shoulder. Keith turned around and raised one of his eyebrows at Lance. 

Lance inhaled and willed his tongue to form the words he needed to form. “Ibwa, laenseu lan ileum-iya.” (이봐, 랜스 란 이름이야.) 

Keith stared at Lance for a few seconds and bursted out laughing. Lance felt his face turn red, did I say the wrong word? “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend you or anything!” 

Keith stopped laugh and wiped his eyes, “dude why were you speaking Korean?” 

Lance opened and closed his mouth a few times attempting to think of a response. “Wel-Wait you know English?!” 

Keith shook his head, “Yeah, why would you think that I didn’t?” 

“Last time I talked to you, you didn’ say anything! I thought you didn’t understand me.” Lance looked around the library and immediately found the nearest exit. I gotta make a run for it. 

“Oh that, I just didn’t feel like talking.” Keith traced the books with his fingers. 

“Emo much.” Lance mumbled and Keith looked at him. 

“What did you say?” 

“Nothing! Well since I completely embarrassed myself I’ll just leave you and drop out of the Garrison.” Lance gave Keith a friendly salute and started to turn away. 

Keith reached out and grabbed Lance’s shoulder. “Wait a minute, anyone who is willing to learn a different language for me is worth a coffee hangout. So tomorrow at noon sound good?” 

Lance felt a blush cross his cheek and fought back a scream of joy. “So-sounds great! I’ll see you then!” Lance exited the library and bolted back to his room. He threw the door open and scaring Hunk in the process. “HE KNEW ENGLISH! HE WAS JUST BEING EMO!” 

“He did? You learned Korean for no reason?” Hunk shut his book and faced his friend. 

“Well yeah, but the language is fun so I don’t mind but he invited me out for coffee tomorrow! Hunk I’m going on a date with Keith!” Lance started to jump around his room and Hunk watched his friend in delight.

“That’s awesome buddy, where are you getting coffee from? There’s like five places on campus that sell coffee.” 

Lance immediately stopped dancing and thought back to the conversation. “He never said….FUCKKKKK!” Lance bolted out of the room and ran back to the library, praying that a certain mullet was still around. 

bwa, laenseu lan ileum-iya (이봐, 랜스 란 이름이야) = Hey, the names Lance.

I had so much fun writing this!!! (They did manage to go on their date, don’t worry) 

I hope you like it!

Sorry it took so long!

Thank you <3

“You’re not Dean. You’re not your dad. You’re Sam. And Sam is so awesome”

“You can be whatever you wanna be. It’s your life. I mean, it’s all up to you.” - Sully

Supernatural 11.08 - Just My Imagination

Sully is my absolute favorite side character.   Out of everyone that’s ever been a part of Sam’s life, Sully was the only one who actually took proper care of Sam, respected his decisions, treated him well, and never stopped believing in him.

And best of all….

I could never get enough of this, finally somebody tells this to Sam what we all knew along but for some reason the other characters on the show were either too ashamed or too proud to admit that it was Sam who saved the world.

Day 3 of Sam Winchester Appreciation Week

Thirty

SPN Fanfic

~Dean gives you a very happy birthday…~

Dean x Reader

1,054 Words

Warnings: NSFWish… Smluff.

A/N: This is my birthday gift to my darling Stephie, @torn-and-frayed. I don’t do mushy, but here goes: you are awesome, and as I’ve told you… you’re the reason I started tumbrling and writing and I’m so glad we started talking. Hope you have a great birthday, dude. 

“What the hell is all this?”

As soon as you stepped through the Bunker door you knew something was up. Well, in truth you’d known all day. Dean had sent you out of town with a weird list of supplies and had been dodging your calls all day. You knew he was up to something, you just didn’t know what. Until now.

Your fingers gripped the metal rail as you leaned over the balcony, looking down into the War Room. It was definitely a sight to behold. The air was filled with bright blue balloons, some tied to chairs in bunches, others flying free against the high ceiling. The glowing table was filled with groups of various items, and Dean Winchester stood by the bottom of the stairs looking up at you with a rather nervous grin.

“Y/N,” he greeted as you descended the steps quickly, “Happy birthday, baby.”

“What did you do?” you laughed as Dean grabbed your hips and lifted you down the last two steps to stand beside him.

He kissed your cheek and motioned towards the table, holding your hand as he led you over to it. “Well, I know you were kind of freaking out about turning thirty, so I thought I would show you that thirty can be good.”

“That’s insane,” you laughed, “but really sweet.”

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I just had a revelation about why I love Celebrimbor so much. Well, one of the reasons, anyway.  

One idea that’s very prevalent in Tolkien’s work is the concept of hereditary or collective sin. Your ancestor screwed up? You’re probably doomed, or at least have to prove that you aren’t. (See: Aragorn, also movie!Thorin). Your folk did wrong against mine a few millennia ago? Move yourself off my lawn. The doom of Mandos cursed Feanor’s entire house, not just those who swore the oath.  

Maybe it’s because I’m German and very much distance myself from the sins of my forefathers, but I have a huge problem with that. Apparently, so does Celebrimbor.  

Then he basically says “Fuck the entire First Age, we’re making a new start. Curse, what curse? And remind me again why we dislike the dwarves, they’re pretty awesome from where I stand. Btw, I’m putting the star of my house on these doors, come on, judge me for the family I was born into.”  

It’s such a positive attitude and a lot more progressive than most of his contemporaries. Did Tolkien view it as hubris? I don’t know. In any case he knew how to write effective tragedy, because this lack of prejudice may have been a reason why Celebrimbor trusted Annatar, and then… well, we know what happened then.

To be completely honest here, I’m a queer woman. You know, I get why so many people are upset, but I think my opinion on that matter counts just as much so I will put it out here. 

I don’t get much representation in media. Do you know how much representation I get that actually matters to me? How many w/w ships I get that I actually ship? Bumblebee was the first. That’s how bad things are. 

If RT had rushed things with them I wouldn’t even have this one. I didn’t start to ship them until the end of volume 3. I don’t want a queer relationship just for the sake of it. I want a believable romance for once. Two female characters who are more than just the lesbians. Who don’t fall in love just because they’re pretty and gay. 

A rushed, badly written queer relationship doesn’t do much for me. Having less straight ships so the quota of queer ships looks better doesn’t do anything for me. And yes, at this point I consider Bumblebee a well written romance because those two actually have a history together, developement, conflict, strong feelings.

I just want to put out there that I see it differently. I don’t think Bumblebee is badly written. It’s not queerbaiting unless the show ends without a well written and important queer relationship. So far the show still has a long way to go, much time for an awesome queer romance. 

I am so damn happy about Bmblb because that song is the happy gay hymn I never knew I needed. I will be patient because so far RT hasn’t given me any reason not to trust them. I will be patient because it’s worth it. I want good representation, not just representation for the sake of it. If Bumblebee happens I consider it good representation. 

So we’ll talk again once the show has ended. Until then the only thing I’m salty about is how the FNDM picks one of the best things that has ever happened to me apart. 

We don’t believe what’s on TV - Chapter 21

<<Chapter 19 / Chapter 20 / Chapter 22 / Chapter 23 /  Chapter 24 /  Chapter 25 /  Chapter 26 /  Chapter 27

Resume: I had an ordinary life, or that’s what I wanted to believe. I lost myself in the TV series that I listened to forget the normal boring life. What I didn’t know, however, was that my life would change completely overnight.

Finding myself in 2013 at Beacon Hills County.

This will be a Stiles x Reader but only further in the story

In this chapter: Stopping the bus is going to be quite… painful. But if it doesn’t stop, worse could happen. Nothing worse can happen to me anyway… right?

Word count: 2830

A/N: So I’m not sick anymore! As promised, here’s the new chapter! Thanks to @grandgust and @maddie110201 for their kind words on my post about me being sick, it was very nice and made me smile! Also thanks to Maddie who helped me again with proofreading stuff, you’re so awesome!! (none of the gifs are mine!)

Tell me what you think about it!


He had no reason to follow me. Not an alpha that was in the team we were fighting against, but I knew Ethan wasn’t only bad and I was betting on it. Okay, betting on the human side of a murderous werewolf wasn’t the best thing but I had no choice.

And Ethan took the bait because he followed me. I guided him to a bench a little forward and he sat at the bottom while I was sitting on the edge. I was lucky.

“What do you want,” he asked me. I didn’t detect any animosity in his tone, a good thing that encouraged me to get started.

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Anon ask: First of all, I love your new theme Oppa! , it looks so professional \(>u3

Warning: swearing - The reader is like Dr. Strange which is freaking awesome

(A/N): This is so bad I’m so sorry guys

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Animated Series Rapunzel

Pre Disney Trip, my girlfriend and I went to the Disney store to hyper her up.

And I screamed as soon as I saw the display.

Apologize the bad quality, I uploaded these through messenger first and it crapped on the quality for some reason. I knew I shoulda uploaded to tumblr first…. If you want any particular shots in better quality I can repost just a photo or two just let me know what you want to look at.

But I can’t really recreate in box for example.

The box is fairly plain. And I don’t see dolls THAT often that boast about articulation so that was awesome. Still cute though. Makes me want to finally get around to watching the series.

The first thing I realized when pulling her out was how the hair was arranged.

If you know anything about my regular blog @puff-pink Bonita is my fav monster high mostly because of her long hair.

Hair is extremely important in a Rapunzel doll.

I ripped her out and was gaping in happiness.

For comparison.

Like I’m screaming here.

IT’S SO LONG.

And golden.
Like I love the fact the stylization has gone into her hair color too. it also reminds me of her signature glow.

Of course the first thing I do with my dolls is strip.
So clothes are off. Her arm and hand detach much like other Disney Store dolls.

16 points of articulation!

Her feet can go flat! Which you know in a BAREFOOT CHARACTER IS IMPORTANT.
Sorry I’m just bitter about my other Punzie

Speaking of.

Fun fact I never bought Disney store one, my gf gave me her extra awhile ago.
Main reason,… I didn’t think it looked like her. Like at all.
I love love love this stylized version. Look at her hips!

So much cuter and ahh I love cartoony dolls.

She comes with a one piece two layered dress, frying pan, and Pascal. And a cute hair ornament that holds her side bangs back.

Rapunzel isn’t my favorite princess but she is the one I relate to the most.

I grew up very sheltered and whenever I confronted my parents about how all my other friends had more freedom than me, they still only reply “that’s because their parents don’t love them as much as we do”

When I met her face character at Disney World a couple of years ago I almost cried.

Tangled resonated with me hardcore, and it’s nice to have a better rendition of Rapunzel on my shelves.

inception movie character rant
  • Cobb: GET YOUR FUCKING SHIT TOGETHER WHY DIDN'T YOU FUCKING SHOOT HER YOU KNEW SHE WAS A FUCKING PROJECTION YOU KNEW SHE WAS A THREAT TO FISHER
  • Ariadne: DO YOU ALSO READ OTHER PEOPLE'S DIARIES JESUS CHRIST JOINING COBB IN HIS MEMORY/DREAM ELEVATOR WAS SO UNCALLED FOR
  • Projection!Mal: FIND SOME CHILL GOD FUCKING DAMN IT
  • Saito: HOW ABOUT YOU FUCKING BUY THE DEUTSCHE BAHN AND GET SOME ORDER AND REASONABLE PRICES TO THIS COMPANY BC I'M REALLY FUCKING TIRED OF WAITING FOR TRAINS
  • Yusuf: YOU JUST KEEP GOING MAN I DON'T KNOW WHY EVERYONE'S SHITTING ON YOUR DRIVING SKILLS EVERYONE ELSE WOULD HAVE DRIVEN THEM STRAIGHT INTO LIMBO VALHALLA YOU'RE AWESOME OK I'M YOUR WITNESS ALSO CAN I LIVE IN YOUR BASEMENT AND SLEEP THERE ALL DAY OK THANKS
  • Arthur: YOU'RE A FUCKING GENIUS THINKING OF THAT ELEVATOR THING BUT WAS KISSING ARIADNE REALLY NECESSARY I MEAN REALLY
  • Eames: JUST SHUT YOUR SASSY MOUTH AND SUCK ARTHUR'S DICK EVERYONE KNOWS YOU SECRETLY GOT MARRIED IN VEGAS ON THAT JOB TWO YEARS AGO
Thank you Running Man

Today, same as Wednesday, is not a good day. I woke up, read the news and well….Running man, my favorite show for like 7 years is going to be cancelled. Honestly, I preferred that over Kang Ho Dong joining. I’m not really fond of him, you see, but somehow deep down I didn’t want Running Man to end ever. After family outing was over, it was a bit empty, I kept on looking for similar shows, but none caught my eye and suddenly RM started, I would come home Monday thinking about the new Running Man episode. My mondays were never boring, because of Running Man and to see that suddenly it’s gonna stop, it breaks my heart. But the only thing I can do is to thank all the cast and the staff for these amazing years of laughter.


Thank you Yoo Jae Suk for being who you are. An awesome MC, a jokester, Yoo hyuk, Grasshopper, for your rivalry with Jong kook which was always funny, for your “outburst” with Haha and Kwangsoo, for being Ji suk jin’s sunflower, for your finger hearts or however is named, an overall honest person. You are one of the reasons why I started watching RM. Coming from Family outing and already knowing you was like a plus and you grew on me. I now know why people call you Yooneunim. Sincerely thank you.



Thank you Kim Jong Kook for being the Tiger and Mr. Capable. I also knew you from Family outing but man, you started to be more talkative with some time XD. Thanks for being the capable one, the scary chaser XD, the guy who would glare to his hyungs with no problem, the hyung with the kids who would get scolded every now and the, for being Coach kim and try to teach athletes how to do their jobs, for being the muscle guy and more.



Thank you Song Ji hyo for being the kind of actress who is not afraid to get dirty just because she has an image to maintain as other actresses or idols. Thanks for being a woman who can stand its own against all the males in the cast, let’s all remember one of the latest episodes where they had to piggyback the girls and neither Gary nor Kwang soo could move because Jihyo would squeeze them (I was cracking up,for real) ; thanks for being Meong ji, the girl who can fall sleep almost anywhere, worth mentioning the Jenga tower. Thanks for being part of one of the longest love-lines out there, the monday couple, thanks for being part of the candy alliance, the kwang-mong siblings that I seriously love, the song-song couple, spartace and so on. Thanks for being such an ace.


Thank you Kang Gary for being Gary-ssi and Random Mr, Capable. When you appeared for the first time…I didn’t know who you were, I just didn’t know about Leesang or the hip-hop scene in south korea but by far, I could tell you would fit well in the show. You always had the most normal and humane reactions ever, your speech with -seumdwa was always something that I don’t know why, it made me smile​. Thank you for being oblivious Gary, peaceful Gary, Random Mr. Capable, part of the monday couple that most people love. Thank you for being the amazing person you are.



Thank you HaHa for being the kid of the show, for being the schemer and cool person that you are. I already knew you from Infinite Challenge and although the characters on both shows are similar, they are not the same. I could always tell Haha is a smart cookie. He’s clever and witty and I have always laughed whenever he got annoyed either by Yoo Jae suk, Ji hyo or the guests. Also, thank you for being the “dongsaeng” to “uri hyung”, Time controller, Haroro, Haha the playboy or the kid who wants to be the villain. And as your stage name, thank you for the laughs.


Thank you Ji suk Jin for being the old ambitious guy of the show. At first, I admit that I didn’t like him, I always felt he was annoying and was craving for attention but as time passed by, well, I saw he was trying to be funny and honestly for a person his age, it must’ve been difficult to be running around with no problem. Thank you for being the race starter, the impala, Jaesuk’s sunflower, the only cast member who always was ready to face the female guests with no problem, the old guy with the cheesy lines. Thank you for being in the traitors club with Kwang Soo and in particular, thank you for being Wangko ahahahha


Thank you Lee kwang soo. What can I say about him? Similar to Ji suk jin, at first I didn’t like him, the whole framing and betraying simply wasn’t my style but over the time, his character grew on me. He is like a gem for the variety show scene of south korea and an awesome actor too. Thank you for being the giraffe, framer Kwangsoo, avatar Kwangsoo, traitor Kwangsoo,kwangtoad,  unlucky Kwangsoo and a million of other nicknames. Thank you Kwangsoo for being the gem that the show needed.

Last but not least. Thank you Joong Ki. When running man started I was relatively new to dramas so I didn’t know what types of drama he starred in, but guys, he’s such a good actor. You all know him now because of Descendants of the Sun, but what made me say that he is an awesome actor, was the movie “a werewolf boy”. Honestly, he was the flower boy of the bunch, I always loved how he seemed so close with everyone. Thank you for being active Joong Ki and the guy who cannot draw well. Thank you for the time you spent with Running man and all of us until you parted ways.



Special thanks to Kwon Ryeol VJ, Dong wan FD and Lizzy. These guys were always such a laugh. I was planning to write more, but I’m started to tear up and my heart feels so heavy


Running Man family, you’ve worked hard. Thank you for all the laughter these 7 years. You will always be in our hearts.


anonymous asked:

7 w/ evan and connor (idk the ship name)

i think it’s most commonly called tree bros. and of course! this is a really interesting prompt! these are gonna be quite short bc i’m horrible and hate myself
-K

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7. “Are you okay?” “Why do you ask?” “You’re wearing two different shoes.”

Evan ran in the front door, just as the bell rang. He had been up all night, stressing about a million and one things, causing him to sleep in. Jared, being the guy he is, decided that he would let Evan sleep. He, of course, didn’t take into consideration that Evan’s body clock would wake him up around about the time he normally woke up on a school day, making him realise he was going to be late. This subsequently had Evan running around his room, quickly getting ready, masking his ‘teenage boy’ smell with deodorant and grabbing his bike. He managed to get to school with literal seconds to spare. He didn’t manage to get through his morning routine, so he was fidgeting more than usual, the horrible feeling he had forgotten something weighing on his shoulders all throughout his first three periods. 

It was when he walked into English he realised what he had forgotten. He had a goddamn essay due. He had spent that last two weeks stressing over it, rewriting parts, making sure it was perfect. It was one of the many things plaguing his mind the previous night. And he forgot to pick it up before leaving the house because he was in such a rush. He wanted to cry. When the teacher got to his name on the register, asking if he had his essay with him, he looked like a deer int he headlights, all he could manage was a shake of his head before the teacher sighed and told him to bring it, next class. He nodded, lowering his head and blinking back tears. Luckily, the class was too caught up in hating the class to notice, so he avoided a panic attack. 

When it finally came to lunch, he sat at his usual table, where Connor joined him. He smelled slightly of weed, but Evan wasn’t going to say anything because last time he did it caused an argument and all he needs right now is Connor love. He smiled softly as Connor sat down. He was taking a bite of his sandwich when Connor spoke up. “Are you okay?”

Evan looked up in slight panic before nodding. “Yeah, of course! I’m okay, I’m good actually. Great, in fact.” He had to stop himself from rambling so he coughed slightly before asking, “Why do you ask?”

Connor couldn’t help but raise his eyebrow at Evan’s antics. “You’re wearing two different shoes.” 

Looking down at his feet, Evan noticed that Connor was right. He went beet red. “I was, uh, in a b-bit of a rush this morning. I overslept and Jared didn’t pick me up so.”

Connor clenched his jaw. “He left you? But he gives you a ride every day, what could have possibly convinced that dick that you didn’t need a ride?” Connor was getting worked up before Evan placed his hand on his giving him a pointed look that conveyed ‘I’m good’. Connor sighed. “You seemed kinda upset. Anything happened that I need to know about.”

Shrugging, Evan took another bite of his sandwich to stop himself rambling uncontrollably about what had happened in English. He was planning to tell Connor, just not in school. “Can I come over to yours tonight?”

Connor nodded, smiling. “Course. Mom just turned vegan and I am not prepared for the monstrosity of a meal she is gonna serve. So we can swing by somewhere and get some takeout on the way.” Evan smiled. The bell soon rang, signalling that they had to go back to class. Connor quickly left a kiss on Evan’s cheek before heading to class. Evan knew the only reason he was so quick to head off was that he had woodshop. He had a strange fascination with sawing wood. 

Later, in Connor’s room, Evan decided to tell Connor about what had happened in English. To anyone else, what happened would have been a very minor thing, but Connor understood it wasn’t like that with Evan. So when he started to get worked up and emotional, Connor simply pulled him in for a hug, kissing his temple and telling him that everything would be alright. 

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awesome! i hoped you liked that! feel free to send in any more ideas you have from the prompt list. thy will be quite short because i don’t really get much inspiration from simple prompts. also, if you think of a vague prompt yourself, send it in! i’d be happy to have a crack at it, even if it’s just headcannons. 

prompts 

“I also bought new lingerie.”

Pairing - Matthew Daddario x Reader.

A/N - Y/IG/N = Your Instagram name. Y/N/N = Your nickname.

Words - 1622

Gif not mine.


Originally posted by ricamora-falahee

“Hi, this is Matthew Daddario,” Matthew said as he started his Instagram live. The comment section was the same as always. Fans asking about Y/N and where is she, why is she not in the live like she was last time.

“Guys, yes, I know Y/N’s not here and I miss her too! But she’s away visiting her family.”

Other comments were all about Malec, Matthew’s character’s relationship with Harry’s character in Shadowhunters.

Originally posted by alexander-l1ghtwood-bane

“Malec! Yes! Malec is doing great guys, don’t worry!” Matthew was just happy he wasn’t standing in front of the fans like he did at San Diego Comic Con, where the screams of the fans nearly deafened him whenever he spoke about Malec.

“Anyway guys, I’m doing this live for one and one reason only; Y/N. I know you’re watching babe, and I can’t tell you how much I miss you! The bed feels lonely without you, all I was left to cuddle with is your stuffed teddy bear, and it is NOT fulfilling,” Matt shook his head. He looked at the comment section, hoping to catch a glimpse of her comments.

Y/IG/N: “Aww, I’m sorry darling! I miss you dearly as well! Don’t ruin my bear though! I’ll be home so soon you won’t even notice it!”

“What do you mean I won’t even notice it?? I have another week without you! I don’t know how to tell you, but I noticed you’re not there yet!”

Y/IG/N: “Quit your whining! You’re turning 30 in less than two months!”

“Thanks for reminding me that, Y/N/N,” Matthew huffed.

Y/IG/N: “You’re welcome :)”

“I hate you.”

Y/IG/N: “No you don’t!”

“Fuck you, Y/N.”

Y/IG/N: “Love you too baby!”

“Anyway guys, sorry you had to witness this, on with our Malec discussion!”


“I can’t believe it took you a solid 5 minutes to end your live, Matt. You make fun of my cooking, well I make fun of your technical abilities, or yet, no abilities,” Y/N mocked Matthew. After Matt ended his live show, he immediately called Y/N seeing that she wasn’t busy hanging out with her family.

“Fuck you, okay?”

“No, not okay. I mean, I’d love it if you’d fuck me, yes, but not in front of my family, please.”

“Can’t promise anything,” Y/N could practically hear Matt’s smirk over the phone.

“Is it too late to break up?” she sighed.

“Yes.”

“Fucking hell,” Y/N answered but Matthew knew she was joking. She loved him just as much as he loved her. That’s exactly why he was planning an entire surprise for her.

“Anyway, I gotta go, I have a cast meeting. I’ll talk to you later Y/N/N.”

“Oh, of course! Have fun, love!” Y/N ended the call reluctantly.


“OKAY, GUYS! I NEED YOUR HELP!” Matthew raised his voice to catch the attention of his cast members.

“What is it, Matt?” Katherine asked.

“Well, as you know, Y/N is abroad, visiting her family. I wanted to surprise her by showing up at her doorstep. One tiny issue is, I have never met her family before. Oh and I don’t know where she lives.”

“Yes, of course, small, barely noticeable issues,” Dominic mocked.

“Uhh, if you want, I can get you the info,” Alberto butted in.

“Really? How?”

“Well, Y/N were neighbours before I moved away, I know where she lives if her parents didn’t move.”

“Oh my god Alberto, I love you,” Matthew hugged poor Alberto, nearly crushing his bones.

“Love you too, Matt,” he choked out. Matthew released Alberto and he inhaled deeply, reclaiming oxygen to his lungs. Alberto gave Matt all the details he needed.

“Wait, Matt!” Emeraude shouted before Matthew had a chance to leave the room despite the fact that he was nearly out the door.

“Yeah?”

“How are you gonna explain you fleeing the country to our director?”

“Uh, um, I’m sick!” Matthew fake coughed before leaving.

“How is he not fired yet?” Dominic shook his head.

“How are you not fired after all your pranks?” Kat smirked. She immediately regretted asking that since the second she finished her question, Dom shouted and scared her, making the rest of the cast to laugh.

“I. Hate. You,” Kat huffed.

“No, you don’t. I’m too awesome to hate,” Dom smirked.


“Okay, uhhhh, gate C11,” Matthew said to himself after completing his check in for this flight to visit Y/N. His phone rang while he was standing in line to get into the plane.

“Hello?”

“Hey baby,” he heard Y/N’s sweet voice on the other side of the phone.

“Hey, listen I can’t talk right now, I’ll call you back in a few hours okay?”

“O-Oh. Okay,” he heard her sadness over the phone and it hurt him so much that he was the reason for that. But he knew it wasn’t for long.

“I’ll talk to you later, bye honey, love you!” Matthew hung up just as it was his turn.


The flight was nice and easy. Especially since Matthew somehow manage to sleep through the entire thing. After retrieving his luggage, Matt went to the taxi station to hail a cab to Y/N’s house. He gave the driver the address and they went on their way. He knew he promised to call Y/N back but his phone had no service. The ride from the airport to her house was a long ride since he had to travel through different cities, and the traffic wasn’t on Matt’s side either.


“Finally,” Matthew muttered to himself after being stuck for over two hours with a cabbie who was not the most pleasant man on earth. He paid him and the cabbie went on his way after taking Matt’s luggage out of the trunk.

Matt walked up the small trail that led to Y/N’s doorstep, carrying his suitcase which rolled on the ground by the handle. He took a deep breath before raising his hand up and knocking lightly on the wooden door in front of him.

A lady who looked like an older and shorter version of Y/N answered the door, and he realised this was her mother.

“Hello, can I help you?” she asked sweetly.

“Uh, yeah. Uh, is, uh, Y/N home?” Matthew stuttered out.

“Yes, just a second,” she left the door open and walked inside to find her daughter. Matthew stayed outside, standing nervously.

“What? Someone is asking for me?” he heard Y/N’s voice. He missed that voice so much. She walked to the door only to be met by Matthew’s intense gaze on her.

“Matt!” she leapt on him and hugged him tightly. Her legs wrapped around his torso and her arms around his neck. His hands on her hips just below her ass to keep her from falling.

“Y/N?” she heard her mother’s voice from behind. Y/N got off Matthew unwillingly and introduced her boyfriend to her family.

“Mom, dad, this is Matthew, my boyfriend.”

“Oh, so you’re the famous Matthew she won’t shut up about,” YN’s father joked after he joined them at the door. Matt’s reply was just a simple smile as blood rushed to his cheeks.

“Come in, come in!” Y/N’s mother rushed him inside. She motioned him to sit on the couch while she went to the kitchen to make some tea for her guest.

“So, Matthew, tell me about yourself,” her father began the second Matt took a seat on a small dark blue armchair in the living room.


“I’m so sorry about my dad,” Y/N apologised the minute they exited her house and went their way to Matt’s hotel.

“It’s a dad’s job to make sure the guy his daughter is dating isn’t an asshole, I get it. I’ll be like that when we’ll have a kid.”

“We?” Y/N asked, astonished.

“Oh, uh, I, uhm, I meant-” Matthew couldn’t think of anything to say so he just looked down and blushed deeply.

“You want to have kids with me?” Y/N stopped walking and forced Matt’s gaze to be on her.

“Well, yeah, not this second, of course, but someday, yeah,” he admitted, never breaking eye-contact.

“Really?” Matthew’s reply was just a simple nod. Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a slow, passionate kiss. She pulled away when oxygen became a priory.

“Come on,” she took hold of his hand and pulled him down the street.

“Where to?”

“Your hotel, so I can show you my new lingerie I bought to surprise you, but I guess you beat me to it.”

“Yes, I also bought lingerie,” he nodded as he spoke. Y/N laughed at his silliness.

Y/N’s lingerie was one that left so little to imagination that Matt didn’t even need to imagine. They had a great time that night. They’ll have even a better time the next day since Matthew’s staying in Y/N’s hometown for another 2 days. He spent his time with her family, getting them to like him even more and enjoying her company altogether before returning to set.

“Sick, huh?” Matt the director held up his phone to show a picture Y/N posted on Instagram which consisted of her and Matthew all snuggled up in his hotel room.

“Uh, yes… She just helped me feel better?” Matthew’s poor attempt at making up an excuse only caused the director to shake his head.

“You’re lucky she called me and promised you’ll do extra work,” he smiled.

“She what???” Matthew’s face went to utter shock. The director just laughed and walked away.

“Y/N! What’d you say to Matt?”

“Uh, I love you?”

“I hate you.”

“Enjoy your extra scenes, baby!” She joked and hung up.

“Come on Matty, it’ll be okay,” Dominic patted Matthew’s shoulder and pushed him toward the set gently.

“I know,” Matt sighed before the director shouted ‘Action’.


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Surprise, Jack (J2 RPF)

AO3 Link: Here

Written for: @ilostmyshoe-79 ‘s Sweet Emotions Challenge
Prompt: Shame
Also Written for: @spnkinkbingo
Square Filled: Finger Sucking

Ship: Jared/Jensen
Rating: Explicit
Content Warning: non-AU, finger sucking, bottom!Jared, top!Jensen, angst, smut, fluff, clothed sex, barebacking, semi-public sex
Summary: Jared and Jensen have been distant. Their managers and network execs have been putting pressure on them, and cracking was a reasonable result in Jensen’s mind. So when Jared called him to the bar one evening, he couldn’t help but assume the worst.
Word Count: 3010
A/N1: This fic is also a gift to my best friend Em, @brothersonahotelbed who provided the photos of Jack’s and San Jac Saloon for me, inspiring this entire fic. Hope you enjoy!
A/N2: Tags are at the bottom, add yourself (link on blog) or send an ask to be added to my tagslist!

Jensen wasn’t used to seeing the bar empty on a weeknight. They were never packed to capacity, but there was always someone drinking or eating. Jared’s text weighed heavily in the forefront of Jensen’s mind as he climbed the stairs to the upper floor of San Jac.

‘Meet me in S/J upstairs. Need to talk’

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