i look like a garden party

iwasapruneratfaverolles  asked:

Wait what's the story about half the boys in your grade getting your class kicked out of Disney world?

Okay, if anyone is going to read this story, you are legally required to listen to the song “Turbulence” first. Nothing will truly make sense without it. You sit your ass through the entire damn song, if you try to skimp out on it the Elder’s will find you. It’s completely vital to the full experience of this stupid ass story. This ENTIRE story exasperates me

Now, okay, so my high school senior class….was relatively a group of good kids. It was a larger grade then I was used to growing up, so I obviously didn’t know everyone in the school personally, but I could pretty much recognize everyone in my grade, and like okay, there were a lot of class clowns and trouble makers™, but for the most part, no one was really a dick and everyone was generally a Decent Person.

Then, for some ungodly reason, the song ‘turbulence’ gets released. 

Now, I think the song actually came out in like, 2011 or something, but it caused Notable Problems with my grade in particular. It was deemed our ‘CLASS SONG’, and every time it played at an event or someone just played it for fun on their phone or something, every single kid in my age group just unexplainably went crazy. You never really knew what was going to happen, and it got worse each and every year- making senior year the year of Worried Faculty, and not without reason. 

Senior Year alone, before this Disney incident happened, the song ‘turbulence’ lead directly to the slightly-violent concussion of an unwillingly crowd surfing teacher and a few freshmen at homecoming, and it was also being blasted on a blue tooth speaker when a couple of boys in my class Lowkey Very Politely High-Jacked The Plane We Were On, so, when we got to Disney World, the chaperones made sure to contact whoever was in charge of our party and told them under no circumstances was this song to be played.


So the school does a Disney trip for the seniors every year- they stay in a cheap hotel and shove four or five withering and hormonal teens in a room, they go to the parks during the day, one night they walk through Universal and see the Blue Man Group in concert, and one night they usually have a big dinner and dance party for the kids, usually held in Sea World. 

But, you know what came out when they were planning the Disney trip? Blackfish. So, the school board (and a lot of the students) were like “UMM-” and that left them scrambling to find a new location for the party. 

The Disney workers, being Disney workers, were super helpful when the school mentioned this issue when they called to make reservations, though. They were like, “Oh, this is great timing! Your school always brings such well-behaved kids every year, and we’ve been thinking about opening up our Fantasia Gardens golf course as a party location! You guys could be our first official party!” and the school was super flattered so they agreed. Disney was providing a dance floor, food, a DJ, and everything else, and it wasn’t going to really cost anything extra, so the faculty was like, Super Excited about it. They thought this was gonna be a great thing, they were the experiment to see if they would try this with other schools, it was an honor, and it meant that they had a great reputation in Disney’s opinion, so maybe they’d be open to providing the school with free/new stuff/opportunities in future years.

Now, let me tell you something- I was Kinda Fucking Miserable for most of this trip. The first day was fine, but the second day saw my friends abandoning me in Magic Kingdom with barely any explanation, so I spent all day roaming MK and Epicot alone, save for occasionally standing next to acquaintances and talking to my different-school friends in a group chat on my phone, and then later that night my friend since third grade like, got a school official and cried to her about how I had instigated a fight and that’s why I was alone all day, which is literally such bullshit and not what happened, it‘s been 3 years and I still cannot believe she actually pulled this fuckery, so even though we made up later in the week I was still pissed the fuck off for the rest of my life the trip. All of my roommates (the deserters) were walking on eggshells around me, except this one control-freak girl who tried to micromanage everything I did (even though literally none of it affected her)  and none of us realized how pissed off I was until I apparently physically threw her out of the bed while I was in a deep sleep, multiple times, and also stole her pillow. So the only person who I wasn’t Fully Done with was this tiny girl from a writing class, but she was potentially Half-Hamster, exclusively wore clothes made for seven year olds, couldn’t go on half of the rides because of her glass eye, and 99% of her conversation points was talking about all the plans she had to hang out with one of the other girls I was rooming with (who didn’t actually wanna hang out with her/got mad at me the third day there because the boy she liked was flirting with me), so like…she was sweet but I also wanna go on rides and not hear how great the girls I’m lowkey in a Blood Feud with are, you know? She wasn’t exactly prime hang out material here. So by the time we get to this party at Fantasia Gardens, we’re all lowkey pretending like everything’s fine but like. It wasn’t hard to tell there was fighting going on. And you could just look at all the other students around you and see there was also fighting going on. Shoving so many kids in hot rooms is never a good idea, like YIKE. 

Anyway, I needed something at this party to be fun. I needed to be released at this point. 

I walk into the place and immediately realize I’m a fucking outlier amongst the girls- every single girl had opted for a sundress, whilst I thought a black skirt and a nice blouse would be enough. This should not have been a problem, but hey. High School. What can ya do. (it just made me more stressed) At this point I was like, this is it, this is it, I hate literally everyone in my high school. There’s nothing holding me back. Graduation take me the fuck away. But I had to make it through this party and then one more day in Disney. 

The room was like, a barn, kind off? Or at the very least it had been decorated like one. There was barbecue food, a dance floor, a lake outside, and a mini-golf course that we were told we were allowed to use at any part of the night. The DJ was playing relatively normal dance/club music. After about an hour of strobe lights and watching people dancing, My Friend Who Hath Betrayed Me and I decided to head down to the mini-golf course. 

There were these two guys there, and I didn’t really know them but they were clearly those ‘All Our Classmates Are Beneath Us Because We’re Alternative And Like Anime And Heavy Metal Music’ types of guys. They took one look at my ass in a tight black mini-skirt and immediately started flirting with me, and on any other occasion I would have shot them down, but 1) They were both actively focused on me over my friend, who I was still mad at and 2) I was frustrated - so I started flirting back even though I wasn’t interested in the slightest (and I had petty reasoning, of course, but I was 18, it was a bad week, it was 100 degrees, give me a break. I promise 99% of the time I’m not Awful). So anyway, we get caught up in a game of mini-golf with these anti-establishment boys, who spend the entire time dissing our classmates for, like, dancing, and looking for excuses to show off in front of me/touch me. We missed like half the dance because of this. 

Right when we were finishing our game, we were contemplating going to the other golf course (I was looking for an excuse to head back to the party tbh we were literally the only four people outside it was starting to feel like the set up to a horror movie) when a girl came up and told us to head back in because the boys™ had busted out the alcohol and we only had a limited amount of time before the chaperones noticed. 

(They sold alcohol at our hotel, a bunch of people had fake id’s made before the trip for this very reason). Me and my friend didn’t actually feel like drinking but we took the excuse and the boys followed us back inside (we lost them on the dance floor and I only saw them once again that night). Anyway, we arrived to what we thought was Chaos, but was truly only the Beginning of Chaos

Right off the bat, I noticed the boys from my Gov class and the boys I knew from detention were huddled around each other, muttering under the music. That, I knew, was not gonna lead to anything good. They see me, and they’re like “Javert! Javert people trust you! Go request that the DJ play turbulence!” and I’m like. No. What are you fucking planning??? But they just keep pressing me. They would not drop it oh my God. One of my roommates overhears this, the one who’s mad at me because her crush she never talks to was slightly flirting with me earlier, and she’s in a petty™ mood so she asks why they want it to play but they still won’t tell her, just keep insisting that it has to happening. So she’s all, ‘I can get it to play’ and struts off to the DJ booth with an exaggerated ponytail snap. I’m left with these boys like. For fucks sake please don’t get anyone killed. 

A few boys break off to go tap people and let them know what’s going on. The smell of alcohol is strong. Boys are starting to discreetly take off their shoes and any valuables and hide them under the tables. The chaperones aren‘t noticing any of this. 

I broke away from the dance floor to get a soda, and one of the teachers sees me looking mildly distressed and asks if something’s wrong. And I know. I know that I have the power to kill whatever the hell is about to happen. I’m the sole person in this room that’s clued in who’s not whispering in excitement and waiting for the song to play. I still don’t even know what they’re all planning on doing, but I could end this so fast, just say the words ‘turbulence’ or ‘the boys’ or ‘senior prank’, and this would be nipped in the bud immediately. This could be over before it ever started, all because of me.

And then I reflect on how shitty my weeks been going, how I was frustrated with most of the people in the room, how I needed something fun to happen at this party to release me from hell. 

I tell the chaperone I’m fine, just getting a little tired, and they drop it and head back to the buffet line. 

I head back to the dance floor. Everyone is grinding with baited breath. 

The DJ’s voice comes over the microphone: “I hear it’s someone’s birthday tomorrow! Let’s play her favorite song!”

Turbulence begins to play.

The class goes wild, wilder than they’ve ever been before. The building may as well be shaking from all the noise and music. 

The teachers are trying to get the DJ’s attention to cut the song. He can’t hear them. 

The bass drops

Almost every boy on the dance floor screams, runs outside, rips off their shirts and jumps into the fucking lake

It was absolute PANDEMONIUM. This wasn’t even the funniest thing they could have come up with but everyone left on the dance floor was loosing their minds cracking up. The teachers and Disney workers were screaming at the top of their lungs and trying to haul boys back onto the land. 

Then the manager of Fantasia Gardens starts screaming that there are alligators in the fucking lake



A L L I G A T O R S. 


All the boys eventually make it back onto land- no one had been bitten or killed or anything, although a few apparently did see ‘shapes moving’ (it was late at night, so nothing clear), and one kid got kicked in the head and knocked out for a few moments and almost drowned, but everyone was intact. 


And like, you can’t fucking blame them. I’m sure when they were making the principal sign liability papers, they didn’t think to include ‘late night gator attacks in a lake’ on the list, they could’ve been put in serious trouble if something had happened omfg. But there was a LOT of yelling/ranting/cursing. NEVER before have they seen such inappropriate behavior, the school would not be allowed to step foot in the Fantasia Gardens EVER again, yadayada, that sort of thing. The more boys I found soaking wet, the more ridiculous this got- I knew which of them had planned it of course, but this was most of the grade. There were like, geeks and nerds and Good Kids™ who I never expected to do something like wild like this standing around half naked looking torn between proud and about-to-cry omfg.

Every single boy who participated got suspended for three days, but they had to space out which boys were suspended which days because they didn’t trust them to not throw a giant party on the days they weren’t there. 

The school is still allowed in Disney World every year, but are banned from Fantasia Gardens and received a fine. 

Turbulence’ was absolutely banned from being played at senior prom. 

stellafelice  asked:

hello ! Do you have any advice for a first time snail purchaser?

i’m so happy that you’re interested in the wonderful world of snails! i would love to give you some advice.

getting ready for your new snails

snapartment (snail apartment)

before you adopt any snails, you should prepare a cozy home for them. i keep mine in a 10 gallon aquarium that works perfectly. if you decide to use this aquarium, i highly suggest you also get a cover like this. it’s not the exact one that i have, but i’m sure it will work great. next, you will need some kind of substrate. i use plain soil that i found at walmart for my snails, and i recently bought some coconut soil that i’m going to try out (ill post about that soon!) i also bought two succulents and planted them in the aquarium. succulents are great for snail habitats because they’re cute, they don’t need a lot of water or sun, and snails love to climb them! i found some rocks outside and washed them thoroughly in the sink and placed them in the aquarium as well, along with some glass stones which i also washed. i also added a little terra-cotta pot for them to crawl all over and hide in. the first couple of nights, snails would sleep inside of it, but now it’s old news to them and they just ignore it. i use a spray bottle to regularly mist the aquarium, as snails like their homes to be a little moist. i keep a shallow water dish in their home. it’s important to keep it shallow because snails can drown.

if you are going to get a giant african land snail, there are some different requirements, like a heat mat and a larger tank.


for feeding, i highly recommend using a mandoline like this one to prepare food for your snails. it makes thin slices that are easy for them to eat. my snails love carrot the most, but they are also fond of kale, asparagus, and mushrooms. all snaily food should be sliced into a little snaily size!!!

foods that snails can eat:

  • apple
  • banana
  • beans
  • blueberries
  • fish food soaked in water
  • mango
  • romaine lettuce
  • potato
  • dandelion leaves
  • strawberries (mine are not fond of strawberries, but many snails are!)
  • plum
  • cauliflower
  • cherries
  • watermelon
  • tomato
  • mushrooms
  • raisins
  • turnips
  • cabbage
  • basil
  • cuttlebone
  • boiled egg
  • and more! google will be your friend.

foods that you shouldn’t feed snails:

  • salt
  • salty foods
  • avocado
  • onion
  • grapefruit
  • lime
  • lemon
  • leeks
  • spinach
  • rhubarb
  • parsley
  • celery

tips about feeding:

  • the darker the greens, the better! darker greens like kale have more chlorophyll which makes it healthier and more nutritious for snails (and humans!)
  • avoid cucumber. snails love cucumber, but sometimes they love it so much that they become “picky eaters” and will only want to eat cucumber.
  • have a designated eating area, above the ground. this makes clean up easier. plus, snails will learn where to go if they are hungry.
  • wash food before feeding. snails have survival instincts that will keep them from eating food treated with pesticides or chemicals. a lot of our food has those, so always give the food a nice rinse before preparing it
  • feed your snails once a day, and remove any food that they didn’t eat the next day.
  • give them clean water each day. they like to bathe, and sometimes the water can fill up with dirt, poop, or even slime. it’s just nice to replenish their water every day.
  • feed snails, especially babies, a variety of foods each day. otherwise they can become fussy eaters. snail babies who are introduced to many foods opposed to just one or two are healthier and live longer.
  • notice a soft shell? your snails need more calcium!!

acquiring snails

i adopted my little garden snails from… a garden. i think looking for snails in nature is fun and a Good Time. i haven’t purchased a snail online (yet), but i know there are a few websites, and even shops on ebay, that sell snails. snails are social dudes that like having friends so probably buy more than one.

the snails are HERE

⚡️always wash your hands thoroughly before and after handling snails!! ⚡️

snails have personalities. some are shy while others are little party people. if your snail is not coming out of his shell, don’t worry. try massaging their foot or lightly spraying them with water. give them some time to adjust to their new crib.

if you notice any eggs in the soil, crush them or boil them or freeze them, unless you want hundreds of little cute baby snails that you cannot practically care for but will inevitably become emotionally attached to.

if your snail bubbles up when you try to touch or hold them, don’t worry, they are not dying. this is what snails do when they are anxious. just give your snails some time to get used to you.

one thing i’ve noticed, at least with my snails, is that they will immediately try to escape their new home before settling in. i imagine it like a human being locked in a luxury hotel. at first, they’ll try to get out, because that’s the instinct… but once they realize they’re stuck in there for a while, they’ll probably take advantage of all the amenities like the food and the pool and everything else.

your snail friends will learn who you are and recognize you by your scent. snails are good little sniffers. i’ve had snails who love to be held and pet by me, but bubble up when held by anyone else.

if a snail is sticky-stuck to something, DONT pull on their shell!!! slide the snail along the glass and eventually they will let go. if you must lift a snail, lift from their head because that is the stickiest part and less likely to hurt.

be sure to clean the tank at least once a week.

bonding with the snail dudes

my snails love me. i’m sure your snails will love you as well. at first, they might be scared of you, but soon they’ll recognize you as the big warm thing that gives them food and love. once your snail is comfy with you and likes to crawl on your hand, try petting them. start by gently petting their shell. they love it. you can also gently stroke their little bodies and heads, but don’t poke their eyes please. it hurts them and makes them sad. if you accidentally poke em, don’t worry too much, they’ll forgive you.

SNAILS LOVE CLIMBING. ok this is probably my favorite thing that snails do. when holding a snail, try to putting a finger or two directly above their head. they will get really excited and CLIMB UP ONTO YOUR FINGERS. they just love climbing. one of my little snails, rocco, loves climbing the most. he will lift up his entire head and body in hopes that i will give him a finger to climb on. when i put him back in the tank, he will immediately climb wherever he can, especially onto another snail. be attentive. snails sometimes get really excited about climbing. rocco has fallen off of my hand from trying to climb when there wasn’t anything to climb on.

there is nothing cuter than a snail drinking out of a sink. while i opt to give my snails bottled water 99% of the time, i can’t resist letting them drink tap water every now and then because it is so cute. take your (awake) snail to the sink. turn it on so it is barely running, but not just dripping. have it warm or lukewarm if you can. put your hand close to water. your snail will be very confused for a moment, but then they will drink and shower under the water. it is very good.

cute and good snail quirks

  • when a snail decides they want to go somewhere, they GO. they don’t rly understand the concept of going around things, they just GO. so, when a snail wants to go, they will climb over literally anything in the way, whether it be the entire water dish, a pile of food, or another snail who is trying to eat or sleep… the snail will just GO until they get to THE THING.
  • snails are a little dumb. they will learn where the food and water is, and they will get very confused if they go to the spot and there is no food/water. i have come home to find a snail just sitting in the empty water dish, waiting for the water to show up. it’s cute.
  • i’ve been holding a snail as i’ve typed this and the little dude FELL ASLEEP on my HAND. he trusts me!!!! he trusts me to keep him safe and to stop him from falling. oh my goodness, live tweet, he is just now waking up. he is peeping his little eyes out. i love this snail.
  • snails can’t hear… but i still tell them i love them bc i need to vocalize it.
  • snails are most active at night and will eat/drink the most then.
  • snails keep all their important organs in their shell, so don’t try to remove it or paint it!!
  • snails can live for YEARS!!!
Pit-A-Pat (Part 1)

Originally posted by mvssmedia

fuckboy!jungkook // high school au

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Smuttish, Romance

Word Count: 3.1K

Description: It all started when Jeon Jungkook moved into the house next door during the first year of high school. His popularity was given as his looks are extraordinary, and not to mention his outstanding grades. Everyone thinks of Jungkook as the perfect person with his good looks, perfect grades, and rich parents. However, Y/N thinks apart from that.

A/N: This wasn’t supposed to be a series but oops. 


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Limerence (M)

Anon asked:

“Hii gurl I have an idea for a Suga fluff or smut depends on how you feel like making it and I don’t know if you’ve ever made anything similar but could you do one where Yoongi’s y/n’s (who’s quite younger) brother’s friend and things happen between them, please? :3″

“Limerence; the state of being infatuated with another person”. I decided to make it slightly angsty (whoops) I guess that just makes the sex better. I didn’t get the part about being younger– I’m guessing it’s the reader that is younger, so…. Yeah.. I made the age difference 9 years (another whoops). I hope you like it, anon! 3.2k Words

Pairing: Pure-blood!Min Yoongi x Half-blood!Reader

Genre: Ancient Korea au!, smut, angst

Warnings: Cheating, moaning denial, fingering, Taking the Agust D

P.S. I made the reader/oc half-blood noble, so it’s not just the Korean people. ;)) I want it to be internationally compatible.

Originally posted by seokjins-wings

The day that you were born was probably one of the most joyful days for your father and 8-year-old brother, maybe not for your step mother – considering he had sex with a concubine to have you. You were the first half-blood of the family, and even though your father loved you dearly, there was still a small difference in the way he treated you. 

Whilst your brother was out learning archery and literature, you were sat at home, learning how to look like you were radiant enough for being part of the nobility. Unfortunately, you were not exactly fit for the beauty standards, so you had to try harder to look appealing to outsiders. You weren’t ugly – you were just not traditionally beautiful. 

You had an exotic type of beauty. 

That was one of the first things a 25-year-old Min Yoongi noticed about you when you both first met.

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anonymous asked:

I have a HC request! :) Yoosung or Seven or whoever you want honestly lol: MC and [RFA Member] are kids, about 10 years old. MC's reaction to finding out that [RFA Member] has a crush on her but she also has a crush on them. [RFA Member] may or may not have told MC themselves, she could have found out from somewhere else idk. Something cute, sweet, and innocent with the spark of love thanks to Valentine's Day xx

Doing headcanons for all of the members for Valentines Day ♡ 


✮ he had the biggest crush on you 
✮ he gushed about you to anyone who would listen 
✮ so it wasn’t really a surprise when you found out 
✮ you’d walked over to play on the playground with him when you heard him 
✮ “yeah, I just think MC is the prettiest girl in our school. we’re gonna get married when we’re older!” 
✮ and when he realises you’re there and heard everything he almost cries 
✮ but you say that you like him too 
✮ he constantly insists on playing games where you’re the princess and he’s your ~knight in shining armour~ 
✮ y’all walk around holding hands and all the adults think you’re the cutest 
✮ so pure 


✎ the friendship between the two of you was pretty normal 
✎ and she just thought ‘hey, she’s my best friend. obviously’ 
✎ but then jaehee began to notice how much more she wanted to hug you 
✎ and kISs yOur chEEk?! 
✎ she was 100% confused 
✎ and she felt weird asking her mum about it (bc she was young and her mum is still alive)
✎ so she kinda went up to you and she was super awkward
✎ and you were like ????? wot up
✎ ‘MC… can I hold your hand?’ and she was s o scared
✎ and you’re like ‘yeah of course!’
✎ so y’all walk around holding hands and being super cute
✎ and of course adults are like ‘aw look at those best friends. gal pals forever’  
✎ she just admires you so much 


✿ your friendship started because you didn’t treat him differently 
✿ because this was when his mum was really getting to him and he was insecure 
✿ and he felt like he could talk to you about everything and anything 
✿ and so obviously it grew into a fondness 
✿ he always bought you flowers and other things he thought were pretty 
✿ he just was so taken by you !! 
✿ he told his older brother who would just coo and told zen he had a cruuuuuush
✿ zen was in F U L L  D E N I A L
✿ this nugget actually asked you if he liked you 
✿ ???????
✿ ‘hyun… how am i supposed to know?’
✿ y’all think about this conundrum together for a little while
✿ eventually you’re like
✿ ‘well… do you think I’m a princess?’
✿ and instantly he’s like ‘yeESSSS OF COURSE’
✿ so you’re just like ‘cool. i’m the princess and you’re my knight’ 


₩ this little rich boy 
₩ he doesn’t get along with a lot of other kids because even from a young age other kids were made by their parents to befriend him to further their careers
₩ and then he comes across this angry little girl at one of his father’s parties
₩ you’re pouting in this cute little dress and he’s just very curious about you 
₩ he asks why you’re so grumpy 
₩ you tell him that you don’t like being around all the serious adults 
₩ he agrees 
₩ y’all run around in his backyard and then become best friends 
₩ you yell at the people who make fun of him for being a ‘robot’ 
₩ he talks to his dad about his weird admiration for you 
₩ realises he might…. LIKE you??!??!?!
₩ he collects some of the flowers from his garden and invites you out for a tea party (omg) 
₩ his face is so red as he shyly hands you the flowers 
₩ and he’s like “i think i really like you” 
₩ you just take it at face value and kiss him on the cheek
₩ everything’s basically the same except now you run around his garden while holding hands 


⌨  how would this work??
⌨  y’all met at church 
⌨  and he began to look forward to seeing you every sunday 
⌨  to the point where he told you about saeran 
⌨  and he obsesses about the fact that you care so much 
⌨  but unfortunately you can’t do anything to help 
⌨  so you hug him for as long as you can during mass 
⌨  he just really loves the attention 
⌨  he tells you that he’s gonna leave when he gets older 
⌨  and he hates it because you cry 
⌨  he tells you that he’s gonna find you and you’ll get to meet saeran and you’ll be their queen 
⌨  it’s just really pure and full of hugs and holding hands and being sad but supportive of each other 
⌨  even if you only get to see each other once a week 
⌨  you both treasure that one day 
⌨  it really was the Lord’s day 

I honestly had no idea how to do Saeyoung but I hope the other ones are alright! 

Happy Valentine’s Day ♡♡

Third Wheel (Part 3)

Yo, finally Hunk and Pidge appears.  And some drama happens. Also, i have a surprise for you guys. 

Ao3: Click me♥ 

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Lance was hurt. But that didn’t mean he was going to stop helping Shiro and Keith. It wasn’t their fault they didn’t return his feelings. It wasn’t their fault Lance thought they were in a relationship. 

He liked to think it was obvious they were a thing. It seemed he misinterpreted the whole situation.

But Lance was fine. He was fine and he could dealt with it. He wasn’t going to turn his back on them. Even if it killed him from the inside.

Hunk knew there was something terrible wrong with his friend. Since they came back from the celebration, Lance had been quiet. Too quite. He thought at first his friend was tired, but then the days passed and he didn’t looked any better. 

He was still smiling and making jokes, but Hunk knew Lance better than anyone and was able to see under his mask. The happiness he had been feeling these days was completely gone, and instead of the bright smile he used to have, a fake one replace it.

It was awful. Hunk didn’t know what to do. He tried to approach the omega several times but always brushed him off or change the subject. 

“What is wrong with him? He was happy a few days ago.” Asked Pidge in concern. 

“I don’t know! He won’t tell me! You know how Lance is, he keeps everything inside until it becomes to much!”

“Yeah… Do you think it may be something related to Shiro and Keith?” Hunk looked at her confused.“ You know, Shiro… Keith… With Lance. Oh my god, Hunk. Please tell me you noticed.”

“That… actually explains a lot.” Pidge groaned. “Well, they stop hanging out with Lance for a while… But Lance didn’t seem affected by that.”

“Maybe he was faking it?”

“No, i know him. the happiness was real then. Whatever has Lance acting like this, happened after the party…”

“And what if it’s Lotor’s fault? I saw them together, talking and dancing. They even went to the gardens alone.”Hunk raised an eyebrow.

“How it is that you notice all those things?” 

Pidge smiled. “Let’s just say that Rover have many hidden talents.”  

Something was different with Lance, and Shiro was getting really worried. The alpha tried to bring the omega closer, to talk to him more, but every attempted he made end up in failure.

He invited him several times to spend time with him and Keith, but Lance always had something to do. The little times he agreed, he always sat far away from them. Keeping a big distance. 

Lance still appeared at nights. But even when they were having sex, he seemed absent. The alphas became really scared when one night after the finished, Lance simply got up, picked up his things and left. 

“Did we do something wrong?” Asked Keith. 

“I… I think? I don’t know.” 

They stop having sex with him fearing they would make him feel uncomfortable again. And in a desperate attempted make the omega stay they started cuddling with him, making him sleep in the middle. 

Still, no matter how much they tried to make Lance feel like part of them, it was getting harder and harder to reach him. 

Prince Lotor arrived to the castle of Lions to stay for a unknown period of time, and to be honest Lance wasn’t sure how to feel about it. The prince had nothing but good intentions. He was on their side and was their most powerful ally. Lotor had gone to explain them about the Rebel network he built and its branches to offer his full support to Voltron and see how could he be of help. But everytime Lance met his Galra eyes, he remembered their conversation and couldn’t help but bitter.

“Excuse, Blue Paladin?” Lance cursed under his breath. Great.


“I’m sorry, but i’ve been getting the impression that my presence is not welcome by you. Did i do something wrong, by any chance?“ 

"What?! No, God, no! You have done nothing wrong, ok? It’s not you.”

“It is perhaps something related to the conversation we held the day of our alliance?” Lance frowned. Oh, so Lotor was right.  “I must tell you, Blue paladin, that it was never my intention to intrude in your personal live.” 

“Nah, dude. It’s ok. I mean, if it weren’t for you i would still had the stupid illusion we were something else. Not your fault, really.”

“It is not stupid to hope the ones we love, love us back.” Lance sighed, looking defeated. Honestly? He was tired and confused.

Keith and Shiro had been trying to get his attention and to be beside him all the tme. He was sure Keith even tried to scent him one time. It was… Weird. Before we would’ve feel on the clouds, but now? He was not sure. 

Lance didn’t want to fell more for them. That’s why no matter how many times he felt tempted to accept their invitations or look for them he never did. He was only trying to protect himself. 

“Would you mind accompanying me for a walk around the castle?” Lotor suddenly asked, trying to distract Lance of his own worrying thoughts. The omega looked at him in disbelief. 

“A walk around the castle?” 

“Well, we could try to go to the nearest planet is you prefer.” A small smile appeared on Lance’s face.

“No, thank you. The castle’s fine.” He said, grabbing Lotor arm. “Ok, pretty boy. Lead the way.”

In a matter of days, Lance went back to his happy-self. Lotor showed to be not only a good diplomant and leader, but a good friend. They became really close, and would often flirt with each other (mostly as a game, Lance liked to think). Whenever they weren’t creating plans to defeat Zarkon’s empire or training, they talked about everything. Lance felt so comfortable with Lotor he told him everything he had been happening with the alpha couple, feeling much lighter after doing it. He would have told Hunk, but he never did because he knew his friend would totally confront Shiro and Keith about their little arrangement and that was the last thing he wanted.

What if they couldn’t form Voltron after that? He prefered to avoid fights and to keep enjoying of this blossoming friendship he and Lotor had.

But the war was inevitable, right? 

The end of the little time of peace they were living came quick and without warning. The Galra attacked in the middle of the night taking them by completely surprise.

The awful sound of the alarm filled the castle and Lance ran through the red halls. Before he could reach the bridge, he was intercepted by a galra soldier. He was shocked, the were inside. Holy fuck they were inside and he didn’t have a weapon or armor to fight back.

He was about to run away, when he noticed the Galra had Pidge with him. She was badly hurt, and seemed to be struggling to breathe. He felt anger grew inside him and with the adrenaline running through his body he ran towards the galra soldier, avoiding to get hit until he got closer enough to knock him down and steal his weapon.

He shot without thinking twice, then lift Pigde in his arms and quickly ran towards the med bay. His friends could defend the castle without him, right now what mattered was her.  

Just before he could arrived to his destiny, more Galra appeared and surround them. He hold Pidge tightly hurting her a little, trying his best to shield her with his body. 

The soldiers lifted their arms and he closed his eyes, waiting with fear to be shot. A bang was heard, and when he opened his eyes, Lotor was all he could see. 

“Are you ok?”  

"Fuck.. Yes… Thanks, buddy. ” He sighed in relief when he saw all the fallen Galra. “We… We don’t have time to waste. Pidge, we need her on the pods." 

Lotor nodded as he took Pidge from Lance’s arms and head to the med bay. He put her on the table, grab a weapon a went back to hall to make sure no Galra attacked them while Lance was preparing the pod. He truly felt grateful for speding tons of hours cleaning the pods with Coran. Once he was finished and Pidge’s vitals stabilize , Lotor approach him and hug him.

He melt at the touch and closed his eyes enjoying the sensation.  

“You did well, Lance…” 

“Thank you… If it weren’t for you, Pidge–”

“She’s ok now, you did good. You have nothing to worry about now… “ The prince said and Lance sighed. The alarm was still on, they weren’t safe yet. They needed to join the battle. But he wanted to stay just like that a little longer. He missed this, he missed having this kind of physical contact. He hugged Lotor back, and gasp when he felt how the prince began to scent him. He shivered, and felt the tears sting in his eyes. The omega couldn’t believe this, he was overwhelmed by the alpha’s action.

Lance opened his eyes, and through the tears he could see a Galra was pointing his weapon at Lotor’s back. He got paled at the sight and his mind went blanck for an instant, fuck. He pulled apart from Lotor as fast as he could and throw him to he ground, taking the fatal blow directed at him without thinking. He fell hard and felt all the air leave his lungs. Someone called his name, but he quickly faded.

When Lance woke up and got out of the pod, Hunk was there to catch him. 

“Lance!” He said with a big smile and tears in his eyes. “You’re awake!” 

“Oh my God! Lance’s awake!” Screamed Pidge, looking much healthier and stronger than before.

“Hey, Pidgeon.”

Hunk and Pidge hug him and nuzzle him for several minutes, refusing to let him go. A few meters from them, everyone else was waiting their turn to get closer to Lance. Once the betas were finished, Allura and Coran were next. Coran hugged him as Allura thanked him for his bravery and patted his head like if he was a little child. When Lance was free, everyone expected Shiro and Keith to be next. But Lotor couldn’t wait and took Lance in his arms, kissing his temple. The omega blushed and laughed by the action and just before he could say something, the alphas yanked Lotor away from him. 

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, huh?!” Keith looked beyond pissed. “That’s our omega!” 


“Bullshit!” Oh, God, Lotor looked angry too. “He’s not yours! You barely pay attention to him!”

“We’ve been mating him! He’s ou—”

“You’ve been fucking him!” Said Lotor, interrumpting Shiro.”You both only want him to warm your bed!” 

“That’s not true! We’ve been trying to court him all these time! We want Lance with us!

“Oh, really? You could’ve fooled me if it weren’t by the selfish way you both are acting! Lance is a fucking person, not a hole for you assholes to be fucked!”

“We don’t think of Lance that way! We truly want him and care about him! We would never do anything to hurt him!”

Lotor was still not convinced and draw his claws out. Shiro and Keith growled, baring their teeths. The princess quickly ran towards Lotor’s side, grabbing him by the arm trying to stop the prince from fighting her paladins as Hunk, Pidge and Coran went to stop the other two. Meanwhile, the omega was static in his place seeing the whole scene unfold before his eyes. 

-“Is… is true what you’re saying?” Lance asked, looking between Keith and Shiro with uncertainty. He looked nervous and about to cry. “Please tell me you’re not lying. Tell me you guys are serious right now because i wouldn’t be able to take it if you’re not.  Part 4

-“Are you guys serious right now?” Said Lance, drawing everyone’s attention to him and shocking the alphas by the hostility on his voice. “Oh my God, you guys are serious! No, this is bullshit. You can’t pretend i don’t exist, think only about each other and then claim me as yours. Do you know how fucked up is that?!”  Part 5

—- DID YOU LIKED THE SURPRISED My BeaUTIful PECADORES????!!?!!! Not only you guys are divided by Lancelot and Shklance, i am too. So i’ll do two endings. Because i can, and because i love lancelot with good lotor and shklance because it’s a clasic.

This is the perfect solution for my shipper heart (and for my followers dispute) Oh and i warn you guys. The following chapters won’t be updated as fast as the others. Why?

  1. Because they need to be updated the same day
  2. I want to rest.
  3. I want to draw.
  4. I may be getting sick, so now you know. 

LoudAnnoying Twitch Stream Sentence Starters
Taken from the Chocobros ( minus Gladio ) livestream-!

  • I’m going out with my friends to get married.
  • I’m gonna look up because I’m cute.
  • Is it supposed to be making that noise?
  • Oh, hi there opening~
  • Oh my god, this is great!
  • I’m glad to be looking at his butt, I’m glad we’re down here, but I’d like to get back up…
  • The girls have had their fill of Gladio’s butt, now…
  • Thanks for the fan service.
  • We have to find a new recipe.
  • Don’t take a shot- it’s a Wednesday night, I know you have work tomorrow!
  • You got the map just for running away from her!
  • Oh, we could pick an outfit!
  • Oh man, I’m so sad my dad’s dead.
  • All of my dreams, and also a nightmare…
  • That looks like it’s on sale for 50% off at Express…
  • That’s for garden parties, of course..
  • Look at Noctberto.
  • We’re just hanging out with a thousand of our closest friends…
  • That sombrero really slowed you down.
  • That’s like, eight or nine tacos in.
  • Somebody just called you a n00b…
  • You’re leaving your friends to die!
  • Don’t tell anybody…. it looks like a big ding dong…
  • I saved your ass there!
  • Yeah, that’s kinda messed up, right?
  • ‘allo, guvnah!
  • My you is terrible…
  • I love that he’s like, the most tragic character- all his friends are dead. Just… Dave.
  • You make that toast.
  • What a creep!
  • I’m just looking at you fecks.
  • What a crock a shit
  • Those weren’t words. You just made Japanese sounds.
  • We’re trapped in catchphrase hell….
  • -cacophony of screams-
  • It’s a hard Noct life for us.
  • Why does every woman have midriff…?
  • Run like you stole something!
  • Where is my catchphrase!?
  • Take the game out, burn it.
  • I’m taking a poll!
  • …. you wrote got it, didn’t you?
  • Five Nights at Kenny’s…
  • Look at his Jesus sandals!
  • He’s clearly a murderer.
  • His pants are tight…
  • Let’s just make him a really hard Italian stereotype.
  • Sweet jammin’ custard!
  • Massage the fish to unlock the secret ending!
  • Did you cook the kitty’s fish? How dare you?!
  • That cat just showed you it’s butthole.
  • Everyone loves your laugh, by the way. It gives them life.
  • Massage or riot-!
  • Why is this happening?!
  • It’s from my days in Milan, boys.
  • Is that your boyfriend!?
  • So where’s the Colossal Titan…?
  • You’re best girl.
Workaholics Anonymous

“Vay-cay! Vay-cay! Vay-cay!” Loco chants as the AOMG boys were walking on to the tarmac, about to board a private jet to Fiji.

Gray was on his phone trying to document everything on his instastory. Ugly Duck was following from behind trying to take a video of everyone else on his instalive. He was narrating everything using random sound effects for everyone. He then zooms over to his boss who was still on his phone talking last minute business details.

“Wooooaaaah~ Park sajang’s on his fly shit,” he voices over. He then pans the video from Jay’s Puma slides, then to his palm tree beach shorts and swimming singles. He then walks in front of him and videos his boss’s face.

“Oppa! You so hawt. Oh my gad!” Ju Kyung teases him, panning the phone back and forth his brother’s face. The latter played along, flexing his arms to his friend’s entertainment.

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Forbidden [Kim Jongin] - Part 3

Summary: I’m falling deeper and deeper, like a child who has seen the world for the first time - EXO “First Love”

Genere: Fluff, semi-smut, some angst at the end (but just a little bit…)

Warnings: Sexual tension

AU: Royals

Pairing: Kim Jongin x Reader

Originally posted by kaibility

“Wait” I pulled away “H-how? And… Why…”

My thoughts were a mess. I had no idea which question should I ask first. He knew I wasn’t some kind of lady from northern kingdom. He took me to his favourite place in palace’s gardens and he kissed me. I took a deep breath. Was this day even real?

“You wanted to know why I’ve kissed you?” Jongin’s voice made me snap out of my thoughts

I nodded shyly.

“Your presence in the castle was driving me crazy for over a month, Y/N” he said quietly, but it still shocked me that he knew my name “When you first came here I thought that you were just another, ordinary servant, but with every new day I started to… Be more interested in you. In fact, more than I should be…”

I was staring at him with astonishment. I wasn’t able to say anything.

“There’s something… Special about you. And that makes me want you more and more with every single second” he came closer to me “I tried to distract myself from you, but I can’t. I struggled with more chores, and that didn’t help. Next, I invited some ladies for dates, but I didn’t feel the spark between us”

Thinking of Jongin with some other woman, made my heart ache.

“The only person that can make me feel the way I feel now, is you” he continued as he grabbed my hand “Even watching you from afar was making me happy. Your voice, your moves, your gestures. It all made me feel like someone casted a spell on me” “Jongin, I-” I tried to say something, but he placed his finger on my mouth

“I haven’t finished yet” he whispered “I want you to know that I think I fell for you, and it’s too late to go back”

“B-but I’m a servant” my voice was shaking “And you’re a prince, a royal”

I never actually thought of him confessing to me. It was just too impossible. This was the reason, I never wondered how I would react. A treasured dream I thought would end long before achieving. Words weren’t coming out of my mouth and my heart was beating one thousand times per second.

“Do you think I care?’ he gave my hand a squeeze

“But the others do!” I exclaimed “Your parents, people from the kingdom…”

“And do you care?”

His question surprised me. The worst thing about it, was that I knew the answer. Of course, I didn’t care. But a servant and a prince? That’s not going to work out. His parents would like him to be with someone from nobility or even just a wealthy family. Not a servant. Maybe, if I was still a princess, they would consider me as possible option. Because the truth is that I don’t feel like a royal anymore. The feeling of being a daughter of king and queen disappeared with their death.

“No” I responded quickly “I don’t”

Jongin took my chin between his fingers and gently tilted my head. Again, my eyes met his. I’ll never get enough of them. Our breaths started to mix with each other. He moved his hand to my cheek and gently caressed it.

“So what’s holding you back?” he whispered

Before I could answer, his lips found mine once more. The kiss was soft, but passionate at the same time. I wanted to give him all I’ve got, all the words I couldn’t say before. He was driving me crazy. His tongue swept against my bottom lip and I impulsively opened my mouth. My mind was screaming ‘no’, but my heart told me ‘yes’. Encouraging voice was getting louder with every second. I had no idea what I was doing. The kiss became more rough so I had to hold his jacket to keep balance. His kisses were like drugs. Prince Jongin was like a drug himself.

“Your highness!” I heard a man’s voice

We immediately jumped away from each other. Someone was looking for Jongin.

“Damn it” he cursed and looked at me “It must be Kyungsoo. He knows I like to hang out in the garden.”

“Who’s Kyungsoo?” I was sure I’ve never heard that name before

“My private servant… And a friend” he said quietly “But that definitely doesn’t change the fact that he can’t find us here”

He gently placed his hands on my shoulders.

“Don’t go back to the party. I’ll go to Kyungsoo and tell him I just went for a walk. In the meantime, you’ll go to the big willow and turn right just behind it. There should be a small gate that leads to a chamber where gardeners keep their equipment. That’s the easiest way to get to the palace”

I nodded trying to remember everything, Turn right just behind a willow, go through a small gate to gardener’s chamber. Seems easy.

“Your highness!” this time Kyungsoo’s voice was closer

“I need to go” I whispered

“I know” said Jongin “Meet me here tomorrow at noon, okay?”

“I can’t. I’m not allowed to be in the garden”

“Then I’ll call you to my room at evening”

He pressed his lips to my forehead.


I quickly started to walk away. Suddenly I remembered about something.

“Jongin” I turned away and when he looked at me I whispered “Happy birthday”

He flashed me one of his beautiful smiles, right before I went to the big willow tree.

I lied on my bed with a huge grin on my face. I still couldn’t believe that this night wasn’t some kind of dream. Jongin really confessed to me. I guess, we both knew that what we’ve done was really risky, but it was worth it.

When I came to the room, Yeun wasn’t here yet. She must’ve been still at the party, but she could come here in any moment. If she finds out I was dancing with the prince at the ball, she’s going to kill me. I dragged myself up and changed from beautiful silver gown, I was wearing. I put it under the bed, along with the mask. At least now, I had one more dress.

Once more I lied down. My thoughts went to my family. Strange. I didn’t think about them often. Would there be any chance that Jongin would feel the same about me if I still was a princess? Daughter of king a queen? I laughed quietly. Maybe I could’ve been his fiancé. Thinking about it was odd. I got used to being a servant and I always knew, Jongin was forbidden.

Suddenly, something made me form a small speech in my mind.

I’m Y/N. Princess of Southerlands. Daughter of king Hyungwo and queen Sooyoung. Out kingdom fell during the 4th war. To survive, we ran away and started to live in king Doyun’s kingdom. It was…

Before I realised, I was fast asleep.

The next day, Jongin did as he said last night. At about eight in the evening he called for me. I tried really hard not to smile while I was walking to his room. Usually, only private servants could enter the part of the palace where royals lived. It’s another place in the castle I’ve never been to. I saw a big white door. Two guards were standing on both sides of it so I immediately figured out it must’ve been prince’s room. I smiled to them and knocked on the door. Good they didn’t think a servant could harm the hier. In a few seconds, Jongin appeared in front of me.

“You called, your highness” I bowed quickly

“Yes” he said moving himself so I could go inside “Come in. I would like you to clean the room”

Jongin closed the door behind me and grabbed my waist with both of his hands.

“You really want me to clean?” I asked with confusion

“Of course not” he leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on my lips

I smiled and looked around the room. It was really big. There was a large sofa, wooden desk with a chair and a huge bed with baldachin. I saw a huge chandelier and other decorations. Behind the window there was balcony.

I stepped away from Jognin.

“Your room is so big” I spinned around “I wish mine was like that!”

“One day it will be” he said and I looked at him

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing” he shrugged “You know, one day I’ll become a king and them I’m going to need my queen”

“If you think about the things, I think you do then just stop it. We both know it’s impossible”

“Have some faith” Jongin sat at the edge of his bed “Everything is possible”

“Let’s just don’t talk about it” I came closer to him and pointed at the mattress “May I?”

“Don’t even ask”

I sat next to the prince and gently caressed the sheets with my hand.

“I can’t believe you sleep here on your own” sigh escaped my lips

“We can always change it” this made me look at him, but when my eyes met his, I turned away blushing

“Don’t do that” he cupped my face with his hands

“Do what?” I asked

“Don’t turn away from me” he kissed me and I quickly parted my lips

I felt his tongue slip into my mouth. The kiss was much more heated than the ones we shared in the garden. His hands started to roam over my body. I placed my palms on his chest. With every second I was becoming more addicted to him, to his touch, to his lips. The worst thing about it, was that I knew, I should stop. But I couldn’t. I agreed to come to his room and that meant, I definitely crossed the line.

One of his hands went to my thigh and pushed up my dress. I bit his bottom lip making him growl, and then I gently pushed him onto the mattress. Now, I was on top of him and his palms were on my waist.

“I want you” Jongin breathed against my lips “God, I want you so badly”

I kissed him roughly because this time, I wanted to be in control. I used my tongue to part his lips. He lightly squeezed my ass, making me gasp. Using his opportunity, he flipped us over.

“Your time is over” he laughed and started to kiss my jawline

I tangled my hand in his hair and let out a quiet moan when he sucked the skin on my neck. I bucked my hips up and I felt him smirk. I was about to undo the first button of his shirt, when I heard a sudden knock on the door.


Oh, no. If the king will find me here, I’ll be dead by tomorrow morning.

“Quickly” Jongin got up from me and held out his hand “He can’t entre while you’re in here”

His lips were swollen and his hair was a mess, but he still looked perfect. I grabbed his palm and I looked around the room. There was no place to hide.

“See that door?” he pointed on the left, and when I saw what he was talking about, I nodded “It’s the wardrobe. Hide there. He won’t find you”

I came closer to him and placed a quick kiss on his lips.

“Why do we always have to be interrupted…”

“I promise I’ll make it up to you” he laughed quietly “Now, go hide into the wardrobe”

I made my way inside the small room. He really had another chamber for his clothing. It was almost the size of his bedroom.

“I’m sorry, father” I still could hear Jongin opening the door “I had to pull myself together”

“It’s okay” king’s voice was really deep and strong “I came here just for a few minutes. I’m bringing some news”

I tried to hold my breath. I was so scared that the king will find me. My heart was beating so loud, I was sure he could hear it.

“That’s what I thought when you came” said Jongin “You usually don’t come to my room when you don’t have a reason”

“You’re right” I couldn’t see king Doyoun, but imagined him sitting on the sofa “And about the news… Me and your mother… We…”

“You what?” prince’s voice was so harsh I almost didn’t recognize it

“We found you a fiancé”

Author’s note: The gif above is not mine. Thank you so much for over 90 notes on Part 1 and almost 70 on Part 2.

You Kiss How You Talk

1200 words (also on ao3)

Kravitz realizes that he and Taako think a lot different. He also realizes how much he loves Taako for that.

((a.k.a. i imagine Taako being the kind of person to have easily wandering thoughts, and to share these thoughts any time. including in the middle of a passionate kiss behind the Chug ‘n’ Squeeze. and Kravitz is not yet used to this.))

Taako kisses the way he talks. He kisses the he way he acts – the way he lives and exists. Kravitz would love to romanticize it. Kravitz would love to say that Taako is a tornado pirouetting across a desert, the cacophonous cracking of the fissured earth.

The truth of it is that Taako is just unpredictable, easily distracted, and occasionally oblivious.

And that is exactly how Taako kisses.

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Seven years old and Effie is preparing for a tea party with her best friends. She’s been given a strawberry cake from the kitchen and sets it on a platter, then pours tea into tiny gilt-edged cups. She sets out places around her little table, carefully folding napkins into triangles for each of the friends she is inviting.

“One, two, three, four, five,” she sings to herself. “And one for me.”

There is something still missing. She gets to her feet, skirts rustling around her as she slips down the staircase, brown leather shoes clacking on the stone. Out the atrium through the open French doors and into the courtyard, heady scents of wisteria and jasmine filling her head. There are fat, fuzzy bumblebees humming around the lavender that edges the gardens; she chirps hello to them as she flits past.

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Pansmione oneshot.

I wrote this ages ago but I thought I may as well post it, instead of just letting it sit in a doc so here we go, some post war pansmione! Also posted here http://archiveofourown.org/works/10509411

Hermione drummed her fingers against her desk and for the third time in the last five minutes, wondered what she had done to deserve to be partnered with Pansy bloody Parkinson. Joining the unspeakables was fun and all, and Pansy did get a case solved quickly, but honestly, she never shut up. There was a 1001 puns Hermione would have made about Miss.Chatterbox becoming an unspeakable if she were Ron, but alas she was not, and though they had split on good terms, it was still slightly awkward between them.

“…and then Draco tried to tell me that I looked good in pink, and of course I told him that nobody looked good in pink, so then of course he said that he looked god in pink, so obviously I-”

Blah blah blah. That’s all really Hermione heard. It was so annoying but Hermione liked Pansy, and since Draco and Harry had got together, and Hermione had split with Ron she was nearly always with them,  but Hermione really really just wanted Pansy to shut up. She was perched on Hermione’s desk, making it impossible for Hermione to do the paperwork, which Pansy refused to even look at, and Hermione had to grit her teeth in order to not scream.

Pansy had a nice voice, in a way. It was high pitched, and a little bit snobbish but it was quite a soothing voice. If it wasn’t for the fact she was still going on about how she wanted to wear red and Draco wanted her to wear pink, or something along those lines anyway. Hermione wasn’t really sure if Pansy could look bad in any colour, considering she always looked perfect. But then again, she had never seen Pansy wear pink, and after meeting Umbridge, Hermione did wonder if anyone could look nice in pink.

“…So what do you think?”

“About what?” Asked Hermione, trying to pretend like she had been listening to whatever Pansy had been jabbering on about.

“My tits.”

Hermione’s eyes widened. “Pardon?”

“Always the one of many words, Granger. My tits, blue tits you know the one that Draco said he liked?” Hermione blinked at her and Pansy rolled her eyes. “Shall I get him some?”

“What does Draco need blue tits for?”

“For the summer garden party, duh.” Sighed Pansy, rolling his eyes as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. Then again, if Hermione had been listening instead of just staring at Pansy it would have probably made sense.

Hermione sighed. “If you roll your eyes any more, they’re going to roll out of your head.”

“That’s impossible Granger, I wish you could hear how stupid you sound.”

And Hermione started laughing because she wasn’t the one who’d been talking about tits and clothes when they had work to do. So she said just that:

“You’re the one who’s been talking about stupid nonsense, when we’re supposed to be working.”

Pansy sniffed and looked offended. “Well if I’m that boring, I’ll be going then.” Pansy hopped off Hermione’s desk and made her way over to her own. Hermione sighed and followed her, holding Pansy’s arm – who was refusing to look her in the eye.

“I don’t mean it like that Pansy.”

“No no, I get it. Hermione Granger is too good for idle chit-chat with me, a lowly -”

Pansy was cut off as Hermione firmly, but softly, pressed his lips to Pansy’s, trapping her between Hermione and the desk, which was pressed against Pansy’s lower back. A million thoughts were running through Hermione’s mind, most of them being ‘why?’ and the other half being ‘wow!’, when Pansy gasped slightly, and began responding with as much enthusiasm as she gave to talking. Pansy then wrapped her arms around Hermione’s neck, pulling her in closer. Only when Hermione was sure she needed air did she pull away. Pansy was panting, her lipstick smudged, her shirt mussed and her skirt riding up her thigh. Hermione wondered if it was the lack of air that had made her breathless after all.

“You can’t just kiss me to shut me up, you know?” Smiled Pansy

“Hmm,” said Hermione, pretending to think, “but your mouth is so much better at kissing.” Pansy laughed and pulled Hermione close again.


Say hello to the Garden Trolls! A fan made sub species of troll that are related to the Rainbow Trolls. 

They are a race of Trolls found in the far reaches of the forest. They are kin of the Trolls found in the original Troll Tree, the Rainbow Trolls. Typically keeping close to the ground, building burrows and shacks along tree roots. They are peaceful creatures but be careful not to cross them because they will come back for vengeance. 

This is an open, Free-to-Make sub species, you don’t have to ask me to create one! Just tag it as garden troll or tag me in it so i can see what you made!!

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Pretend Husband

A Steve x Reader. About 1140 words. This was kinda challenging to write so I apologize to the anon who requested it, if it doesn’t meet your expectations. “Steve x reader where we are on a mission and he has to be my husband and then something starts to happen maybe a relationship” Requests are open so feel free to shoot one in. Enjoy!


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Originally posted by imagine-marvell

“What exactly are you saying here?” I asked, shaking my head. “Fury assigned us a mission last night right after you went to bed” Steve explained. “He said that Hydra is holding a huge party tonight for prospective members. We need to go undercover to sneak in, and gather information” I nodded in understanding. “Did you come up with personas yet?” I asked leaning against the wall of the hallway. “I was thinking we could go together as a couple. Husband and wife?” Steve asked, the lightest blush apparent on his cheeks. “Sure” I smiled holding my hand up. “As long as I get a ring.”

I took a step back to look over my reflection. My long burgandy dress flowed around my body, concealing the knives that were strapped to me. Of course I hoped that I wouldn’t have to use my knives, but better safe than sorry. Black shoes with a super sharp heel could be useful when kicking, and my necklace was a tracking device, so the team could follow my progress If I got separated from Steve.

I stepped forward to add a little more highlight when I heard a knock. I opened my door and found Steve standing before me in a sleek black suit. ’The rich black really makes his eyes pop.’ I thought. His eyes scanning my body as he spoke. “You look amazing! I can’t see any knives either.” I felt a blush burn its way over my face. “Thanks, you look really good too.” I said accepting his hand. He slid a beautiful diamond ring onto my finger. “Not bad Rodgers.” I said turning my hand so the ring would catch the light. He looked at it thoughtfully before pulling my arm through his. “Thank you, wife.” He said, his eyes bright.

I accepted Steve’s hand as he gently helped me out of the car. “What’s the plan?” I asked through a fake smile on my lips. He slowly laced his fingers with mine after I gave him a nod that it was okay. “We act like a couple. Talk to people and try to get some information.” He said giving me a smile that somehow didn’t seem very forced. We walked into the party and headed straight to the dance floor, where most of the action seemed to be. I wrapped my hands around Steve’s neck as a slow song came on. He softly rested his hands on my hips and we begun to dance. My heart fluttered when he leaned down to whisper in my ear. “Behind you. Male, white, dressed well. Looks sleazy.” He pulled back with a smile and I lightly laughed as if he had said something funny.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and met Steve’s eyes before turning around and letting the man pull me away to another part of the dance floor. He put his greasy hands on my hips and whispered. “What’s a pretty lady like you doing here?” I giggled pretending to be flattered. “Same as you.” I whispered lowering my head to meeting the man’s cold green eyes. I reluctantly wove my hands around his neck, and stepped in time with the music.

“Who invited you?” he asked his eyes scanning my form. I took advantage of his distraction to look past his face for Steve. He was at the bar a few feet away keeping a watchful eye on the pair of us. “Not all of us need an invite.” I said giving my best mysterious smile. The greasy man seemed taken back. “I wasn’t trying to insult you love, it just seemed like you could do so much better than the man you were with.” I bit my tongue and crunched my toes as we slowly danced in a circle. “Who could be better than my husband?” I asked, very aware that his hands were drifting from my hips and going lower each second.

Before he could open his mouth to reply I felt his hands disappear from my butt. I unwrapped my hands from around his neck, thankful that he had made the first move. “(Y/n) It’s getting late, we should go.” Steve said from behind me. I turned, and shot him my first genuine smile of the night. As I took his hand in mine, I could feel our rings slide past each other.  Steve wrapped his hand around my waist and I leaned into his shoulder. “I guess.” I said curious about the abrupt interruption. “But thanks you-” I trailed off noticing that the man I had been dancing with was gone.

The chilly night air refreshed my skin, sending shivers down my spine. “Are you cold?” Steve asked as he helped guide me away from the building. “I’m okay, it’s just the contrast from inside.” I said trying to reduce my trembling. My dress may have been long, but it was thin and didn’t help keep me warm. He released my hand and quickly took off his jacket. “Steve, really I’m alright I don’t need it.” I protested, but he had already draped it around my shoulders and took my hand in his. “Thanks.” I whispered, grateful that I had stopped shaking. He smiled softly at me; his blue eyes twinkling in the moonlight.

“So why are we out here?” I asked looking around at the garden we had come to. Steve suddenly became interested in the flower bushes surrounding us. “I didn’t like the people in there.” he said simply. I sighed and adjusted his jacket around my shoulders with my free hand. “Its a Hydra party. I don’t think we’re supposed to like the people in there.” I smiled, my warm breath creating an instant cloud in the frigid air. Steve released my hand and stopped next to a rose bush, examining the petals. “It’s just that when that guy was dancing with you, It seemed like you enjoyed it.” Steve said, his voice barley above a whisper. A frown creased my lips. “Steve that was acting! I wanted to knee that guy in the balls.” Steve let a little laugh escape his lips. “I was just doing what I had to do for the mission.” I smiled, me heart racing.

“Unfortunately, I don’t think we’re done here.” I frowned. “Were going to have to go back in and complete our mission.” Steve furrowed his eyebrows together and bit his lip. “I’ll go back in, but only if you keep my coat on.” Steve said the edges of his mouth turning up. I pulled his jacket closer around my body and breathed in his smell. “I can work with that.” I grinned offering out my hand for him to claim.

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compassion. | 3 [finale]

Originally posted by jeonsshi

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not requested.

“Your ass looks great.” “Will you fuck off for a second?”

“You’ve really fucked me over this time.”

“Please let me in.”

genre: fuckboi!jungkook, roommate!jungkook, smut, angsty?

It was one night while you were watching TV and Jungkook came out of the shower, looking somewhat frustrated. “What’s wrong love?”, you asked the guy who only had a towel around his lower body. “I’ve got a hard on and jerking off just won’t do it for me.”

“I’ll help you, come here love.”, you said as you pat the empty seat next to you. Jungkook sat down, somewhat uncomfortable because of his erection but he was trying to keep his cool. “Now let me just take off your towel.”, you smirked as you removed it, revealing his size.

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Soulmates - part 3

Part 1 Part 2
Requested: by panic-angel3314 caramara3 phatreigns florenceivy chynagirl13 blondekel77 
Warnings: None
Words: 2700+

Finn stood there as you ran away. At first, he was so happy. He’d finally found his soulmate. The world had colour. He had dreamt about how this moment would feel. Never did he imagine his soulmate would run away from him.

“Did I do something wrong? Finn asked

“No god no” Sasha quickly reassured him “well kinda” 

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anonymous asked:

simple but classic: what would the S£M boys be like if they were completely drunk out of their mind? ( i've seen so many for this I love it )

Shu- A large amount of alcohol in this man’s system will serve as a sort of revitalizer. He would be the man of the party, at least for an hour or so. Also, if you thought he was perverted now… ha, he is even more so when drunk! Then, he would pass out, absolutely exhausted. 

Reiji- He wouldn’t be considered “Reiji” anymore. Spill something on the floor? Shu is sleeping again? Who cares? He doesn’t. He would be so laid back and relaxed.

Ayato- Can you say dare devil? This guy would be running around daring people to dare him. He will literally do anything you ask. Jump off a cliff, you say? Ayato will respond that he will be the best cliff jumper you’ve ever seen.

Kanato- He would be the drunk at a party that just disappears. Huh, where’s Kanato? Well, I could’ve sworn he was here just a minute ago… The morning news would report a new string of attacks in which the victims were only able to utter one word: Teddy.

Laito- This guy is pretty smooth when it comes to the ladies… well, when he’s sober. Now that he’s drunk, he goes to the nearest girl, tries to flirt with them, and fail. Not only that, but he would start bawling about how unfair life is, how terrible he and his brothers were brought up, etc.

Subaru- He is so much more confident in himself, especially when is comes to girls. The ladies love him. He is just as smooth as Laito, only is isn’t his main purpose to get in your pants.

Ruki- He would rant when drunk. Why did this have to happen to him? Why is Kou so annoying sometimes? Why does it seem that Yuma has more love for his garden than his own brothers? He hates the world right now, but being drunk is the only time where he is allowed to relax his cool as a cucumber facade. 

Kou- Party, party, party! Kou is already very popular with his work as an idol, so being drunk only enhances his fearlessness. He would get on a table and start singing, urging the crowd to sing along with him. It would be like a Kou concert on steroids. His brothers would just look up at him, shaking their heads. This was a common situation.

Yuma- Worried, worried, worried. Sorry, did I forget to mention worry? He would be thinking, for once, not just about his garden, but about his brothers and how they are half vampires. How did this even happen? It’s like the information is just now being learned by his mind. And yeah, while his bros are his main concern, he can’t help wondering if any bugs are eating away at his precious plants.

Azusa- He would be hiccuping the whole time and speak faster than usual, though all the words would be slurred together. Yeah, Ruki doesn’t let him drink often. “HimynameisAsuza,doyoulikepaintoo?” Something like that.