i love this show so much omfg i loved every one of these moments

important facts & quotes from hidden oracle reread #4 part one

i cited everything from the hardback edition bc im a nerd 

- page one apollo is already making pop culture references (1)

- meg is such a badass oh my g od (14)

- riodan does such a beautiful way of explaining things in this novels. awe-inspiring. mind blowing. example: “Her eyes glinted darkly like a crow’s. (I can make that comparison because I invented crows.)” (14-15) wow. beautiful. 

- so i understand this series is going to be about Apollo’s redemption and ~~~~finding himself~~~~ or w\e but JESUS PLEASE RICK you can’t just say “She [Meg] reminded me of the strays my sister was always adopting: dogs, panthers, homeless maidens, small dragons.” (15) WITHOUT PROVIDING SEVERAL BOOKS AS EXAMPLE FOR SAID SENTENCE all i want is a book focused on artemis and her army of small dragons and lesbians dear gods please 

- omfg can you just imagine sally having to go over to Percy’s room and having to tell him that the greek god of the sun apollo was there to see him omfg. imagine the salt. imagine both of them just groaning. imagine.

-”If I had still been an immortal, I might have flirted with her [Sally Jackson] myself.” (30-31) l o l Sally is a middle aged married woman seven months pregnant and still bringing in the gods you go girl im proud of you

- Sally Jackson is one of the best characters in the entire series. citation: every riodan book ever even the non-pjo it’s a fact 

- i 10000% support the idea that percy gave apollo the led zeppelin shirt as a sneaky joke he’s so smart i love him so much

- “Percy laced his fingers. They were long and nimble.”(35) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

- He [Percy] would have made an excellent musician.” (35) f u ck 

- literally all percy wants is to “stay alive” long enough to go to college, meet his baby sister, and see his mom get her book published my heart is broken for this boy (35-36)

- the return of the seven layer dip fuck me up (40)

- jfc that poor Prius it’s been through so much (52-54)

- page 67 and Percy’s already made two comic book references he’s such a canon nerd 

- “Cops love me almost as much as teachers do.” god Percy Jackson what are you doing to me

- apollo tried to order a pizza to CHB and honestly same (73)

- g o d will solace jfc wow

- we’re to assume Will’s a skier (his Okemo Mountain jacket & skiers tan) (82) and now i have to write the inevitable fic that comes out of this fact

- Will’s mom was a alt.-country singer from Austin, Texas (83) which wow and honestly makes the fact will is a horrible singer 1000% better

- yellow daises grow year-round in the Apollo cabin, and it smells like fresh linens and dried sage. (83)

- kayla is aiming for the olympics and honestly im so proud already 

- fact: any and all solangelo interaction have me crying into my book 

- “Will put his hand on Nico’s shoulder, ‘Nico, we need to have another talk about your people skills.’” lol this implies that they’ve had this talk before and im dying to hear it

- the Hermes kids are big fans of Rocky Horror Picture Show (95) and now i have to write a seperate list of headcanons for this fact

- speaking of, Apollo used to cosplay as Rocky bc why not. (95-96)

- listen i know im solangelo trash BUT - “Will and Nico sat shoulder to shoulder, bantering good-naturedly. They were so cute together it made me feel desolate.” im destroyed (110)

- “but if I sit alone at my table, strange things happen.” “it’s a mood disorder” “i cant control it” stfu nico u nerd u just want to sit with your boyfriend im dead (110)

- Will nodded serenely. “It’s the strangest thing. Not that Nico would ever misuse his powers to get what he wants.” death to goody-two-shoes will solace 2k17

- off topic but CAN YOU JUST IMAGINE CHIRON THO. like. this happens and will and nico are just standing there. in front of him. telling him they have to sit together OR NICO WILL JUST HAPPEN TO PUT CRACKS INTO HIS CAMP. just imagine. him staring at them. sighing. deciding not to fight this one. agreeing & watching them giggle away bc they’re so SNEAKY & now they can EAT TOGETHER WOW 

-   lol when Meg was going to town on the hot dogs and “Julia and Alice watched her with a mixture of fascination and horror.” (111)

- “Will and Nico exchanged a look that might have meant, here we go.” (112) okay im sorry im just sO GONE FOR LITTLE MOMENTS LIKE THIS I JUST WANT NICO TO BE HAPPY AND COMFORTABLE IN HIS RELATIONSHIPS OKAY

- apollo refers to the seven as “the A-list” (112) same tho

- Jason, Piper, Coach Hedge, Mellie and baby Chuck are all in LA with Piper’s father like???? (113) THIS IS SOMETHING I NEED TO SEE? What’s the living arrangement? Is Jason living with Piper? OH GOD IS JASON LIVING WITH HEDGE AND MELLIE? DO THEY ALL LIVE IN SOME BIG PLACE PIPER’S DAD RENTED OUT???? do Piper and Jason babysit? do they have family dinners? how’s baby chuck doing??? how are they all adjusting to domestic life?? I NEED TO KNOW THIS IS ALL VERY IMPORTANT TO ME 

- lol nico’s just as pissed as eveRYONE IN THE FANDOM about Leo’s not-death and im living for it (113)

- also nico carries around Leo’s lil ‘IM ALIVE LOL’ letter\hologram\thing? like i get it was completely for the plot but?????? “i look at it whenever i want to get angry” (114) like ok nico u lil bean whatever u say u little emo shit

- apollo’s little ‘lol when u have a headache in olympus hephaestus just cracks open your skull and removes whatever brain god\dess u just birthed up lol it’s so much easier ugh’ (116) w h a t t h e f u c k 

- fact: harley is adorable no citation needed

- also you’re telling me chiron, basically as old as time itself tbh, doesn’t speak portuguese? k (120)

- “i am merely assessing how well paolo’s arms are functioning after surgery” (120) those are some big words william u nervous or something??

- “hmph” - nico di angelo, 2016 (120) 

- this isn’t really important but there’s a satyr named herbert and he’s my new favorite character sorry i dont make the rules (124)

- ok so there’s an unnamed random camper who mutters in Italian (127) and now i’ve got the BIGGEST headcanon that this random girl and Nico (omg maybe a few others????) meet a few times a month just to rant to each other in Italian so none of them get sloppy with the language and u g h im such a bitch for nico di angelo frienships

- “A boy in the crowd gasped, ‘she’s a communist!’” (127) i fucking hate this book omfg

i’ll do more later in order to mentally prepare myself for the dark prophecy but it’s 3 am and im tired  

anonymous asked:

Omg could i get rfa+saeran+v reaction to mc calling them drunk because mc is spending christmas all alone and is like "lol btw i love u lmaoooooo isnt that funny anyway this wine is really strong wow but i love u ahahahahha im so alone" (ALSO CONGARTS ON 404 FOLLOWERS AND HOPE U BOTH HAVE HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!)




-He’s the one who called you!
-Just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas again (not like he said it 50,000 other times today)
-He knew you were spending it alone and felt really bad about it!
-Offered to spend it with you but you insisted you were okay, and that he should go spend it with his family!
-Once you answered, he wished you Merry Christmas and listened for a little bit as you rambled off a thank you
-You sounded a little funny? You words kept slurring and he wasn’t sure what was wrong
-”Oh, no. No no. I’m not okay.”
-P A N I C
-”I’ve a little too much to drink tonight. I didn’t even realize I had that much? But hey, ya know, you’re rreeeaaaalllllllyyyyy cute. I’d love to let you show me that you’re really a man.”
-Stuttered out that he had to go and that he hopes you sleep soon, and blushed SO HARD for the rest of the night!!


-Jumin is actually really sad that you’re alone on Christmas
- he might have had a little too much wine as well
-You two were in the messenger for .5 seconds before you decided to just call him and talk
- totally not because you couldn’t see straight enough to type anymore
-???? MC? What a weird greeting
-You asked him about his day, so he told you every detail. He started to trail off and talk about C&R’s stocks, when you suddenly interrupted him
-”Damn Jumin, you’re real cute. I just love you. Like, wow. How can I get you to love me like Elizabeth? Should I wear cat ears? *whispers to self* holy shit i should buy cat ears”
-He was shocked! Did you just drunkenly admit you love him?? He knew his feelings towards you, so all he did was respond with,
-”MC. I love you as well. I think you’re extremely fascinating. Now, what was that about cat ears?”


-He understood that you wanted to be alone, he’s been the same way for years
-What he couldn’t understand, though, was why you kept texting him about aliens?
-Normally he’d just play along, because he sends you the same type of texts, but…
-The amount of rambling and typos makes him think you’re possibly drunk
-When you called him, he was excited to see what your drunken mind had to say to him
- afterall, sometimes drunken minds are the ones that’ll speak all of the truth
-He sat through all of your rambling about aliens and carols, but didn’t expect what you said next
-”Ya know, you’re such a dork. But you’re a great dork. I love you. I lllloooovvveee you. Hearts beating, hearts soaring, yeeeeaaaahhh!”
-”MC you…you’re just so cute. You’re going to kill me, do you know that?? Don’t worry, I have this recorded so I can replay it for you in the morning, when you forget~”


-Why did you want to be alone
-You have him now, just hang out with him
-Wants to treat you like a princess but nnnoooooooooo you gotta stay home alone
-Freaked out at the fact you haven’t texted him in a while??
-The moment he saw your name pop up on his phone, he answered it
-Before he got to talk though, he could hear you talking to yourself, slurring your words
-You realize he picked up the phone and you were so excited!! “SAERAAAAAAAAAAN~ Hhhhiiiiiiii~ I might have drank to much but that’s okay, but I gotta tell you something. I have a secret. *giggle* sshhh, listen,,,,,, I looooove you! Yes I do! I do I do! *giggle*”
-Honestly SUPER SHOCKED that you love him? And that you admitted it? Holy shit? Quickly regains his composure and fucking smirks this lil shit
-”Oh, do you? Go ahead, go on. You love me? I love you too. Now, tell me how you’d show me just how much you love me…” woah there saeran, woah, down boy, down


- he didn’t get why you wanted to be alone??
- This boy got you SO many gifts and he has to give it to you on Christmas Eve and not Christmas???

- His face lights up when you call, omfg he’s so excited and his chest feels fuzzy
- “RAT TAIL!!! You’re so handsome *hiccup*”
- he’s really shocked because when do you drink? You don’t even take a sip of wine at the RFA parties, wtfisthis
- “MC…are you drunk?”
- “Nooo…well, only a little bit *giggle*, I’m drunk on my love for youuu~” MCtIdon’tthinkthat’showitssaidbuturdrunkoffurasssoit’sokay
- youbetyoursweetassthisboyisgoingtothrowpartybecauseofthis
- “Princess, I know you won’t remember this, but I love you. I love all your quirks, mistakes, giggles, and stupid jokes. I love every single piece of you. I love all the bad times and good times ahead with you. I love you more than any obstacle that we’ll have to overcome. I just love you so much.”


- she didn’t really mind that you wanted to spend Christmas alone
- Jumin was probably going to make her work anyway hoeasstrustfundkidstophURTINGMYBAEHEE
- Luckily she got a day off but she felt so lonely without you!!!
- it’s okay though, she respects your privacy
- but when she hears your ring tone, she runs to her phone andtripsandknocksstuffoverontheway
- “Merry Chrismas!!! I bet you’d make a good Mrs. Claus…omg can you wear a mrs. claus themed outfit next year? *hiccup*  eVEN BETTER CAN YOU WEAR CHRISTMAS THEMED LINGERIE?
- omg the poor baehee is so flustered, first ur drunk and now you say this?? You’retryingtokillher
- “I don’t think that would be very appropriate, MC…”
- “Why noooot? My mom always told me when two people loved each other, they do a little…frick frack *giggle*”
- “I mean your mom isn’t wrong, but-”
- W A I T
- you just said love
- oh my god you love her and she loves you

- “MC, I’m going to come over, is that alright?” sheneedstokissyouohmygod
- “Yeah~ Just don’t wear anything, you’re so pretty with nothing on~~~”
- omgMCurbadatthis


- This poor soul is so lost when you say you want to spend Christmas alone
- he obviously respects your space, but this lil bby just wanted snuggles, Christmas movies, and hot chocolate
- he’s so excited when he hears your ringtone!!! Hahacausehecantseeurnameonthescreenimsowitty
- but when he answers he hears sobbing?
- W H A T
- he always knew you were a crying drunk buT IT WAS NEVER THIS BAD???
- “Hi V.. *sniffle* you know you’re cool right? Like you make my heart beat fast and i catch my breath when i look at you kind of cool? Because you’re really cool *sniffle* and it really hurts you know? *SOBBING* because I just love you so much and i know you’re terrified of a commitment like that again  and Rika was your sun and I can’t ever compare *moresobbing* And I just feel so bad because you had to go through all that pain and things never worked for you two because you just deserve the world V. You’re so precious and pure; you don’t deserve anything you’ve gotten”
- holy shit
- you’re in love with him???

- Oh man you’re right this boy is so terrified
- But he is sure of one thing
- He may be scared to love you right now, but he will NOT walk away from this
- “Listen MC. Never compare yourself to Rika, okay? But if you’re going to, I want you to know this. Yes, she was my sun, but you know what you are? You’re my moon. You shine so brightly that I can see my way out of the dark. You’re the one who guides me. Nothing, and I mean nothing, can ever compare to what you mean to me. I may not be ready now, but I can say with certainty that one day, I will say “I love you”.”

anonymous asked:

Hey I was wondering if you could do a prompt where Harry comes back for eighth year with a man bun and a lip ring and Draco just dies on the spot, like practically drooling... Sorry this is blunt but you are the best writer ever and I love this idea of Harry not wanting to be 'the golden boy'

Omfg yes I fucking love this prompt. And thank you so much that’s so nice I love you 💙 Also when I read this prompt I immediately thought of this artwork by @sadfishkid

I got soooo carried away with this before Draco even showed up 😂 I had fun with the tattoo thing…it was cool trying to think of what Harry would get for each person, but I decided to leave all those out to prevent this from being even longer lmao

My Writing

Harry was sick of being the Golden Boy. He couldn’t stand everyone treating him like he was something special. Someone who could do no wrong. He just wanted to be Harry. That’s why he decided to change his image. If he didn’t look so damn innocent, maybe people would stop treating him like he was.

Harry grew his hair out, much to Mrs. Weasley’s dismay. It got long enough that he was able to put it up in a bun, and he found that he actually really liked how it looked. But that wasn’t enough. He needed something else. Something that would be the icing on the new badass Harry cake. He was strolling through muggle-London one day when he found exactly what he needed. He walked into a tattoo & piercing shop. He pointed to the lip ring that he saw through the shop window and said he wanted it. They immediately pierced his lip for him.

“Anything else?” The worker asked him.

Harry thought for a moment.

“Yes, I’d also like a few tattoos, please.” 

Harry thought about waiting until he could get these done at a wizard tattoo shop, but decided that he wanted the muggle ones. He wanted them to always be there, permanent, never changing. Harry was sure wizard tattoos could be removed. And even if they couldn’t, he didn’t want something that would change and move.

“Sure. What would you like?”

Harry ended up getting more than just a few. He knew he wanted one for everyone in his life that was very important to him. He started off with a star for Sirius, antlers for James, and a moon for Remus. These were all pretty small and he got them all on his right forearm. He then went through all the others that deserved a tattoo: Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, Molly, Arthur, Fred and George, Ginny, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fleur, Hagrid, Cedric, Colin Creevey, Moody, Tonks, Dobby, Hedwig, Dumbledore, and his godson Teddy. All of these were all relatively small tattoos, all of them covering his arms. Each one was some sort of object to represent every name.

There were 3 people, however, that he saved for last. He wanted these tattoos to be bigger than the rest. Because without these three people, there was no way he would be alive. Harry knew that he probably wouldn’t have lived without mostly everyone on his list, but these three people literally saved his life. 

So he got a large lily flower on his right pectoral muscle, a large narcissus flower on the left, and on the back of his shoulder he got a dragon.

Lily, Narcissa, and Draco.

Harry never showed those three tattoos to anyone. They were special to him. Plus, he knew Ron would flip if he knew he got a tattoo in honor of Draco Malfoy. And no one even knew about what Narcissa had done for him. He always kept that story to himself.

Harry was pleased with the reactions he received at his new look when he arrived back at Hogwarts for his 8th year. Every compartment he walked by on the Hogwarts Express had kids staring at him. Harry couldn’t suppress his smirk.

Ron and Hermione were on Prefect duty or something. Or maybe they just didn’t want to be around Harry, he got that vibe from them pretty often these days. Harry didn’t really mind, though. He liked being alone now. He sat in the quiet compartment and looked out the window.

Harry was pulled from his thoughts, however, when he heard the door open.

He turned and saw Draco Malfoy standing there. 

“Holy shit,” Draco muttered quietly to himself, thinking Harry couldn’t hear.

Draco stared at Harry with his mouth open, speechless, for a moment before he licked his lips at the sight, and then finally said something.

“I, um, I’m sorry. I was just- well I’m not sure if you know, but my um…friends,” he put quotes around the word. “They aren’t returning. And well…not many people want to sit with, well, you know…the death eater. And so I was, um, still looking for somewhere to sit. I-I saw this compartment was only occupied by one person, and well, it’s you. But I don’t mind! I mean, that is, if, um…you don’t. So, um…would it be okay if I sat here, Potter?”

Harry smiled at him.

“Your company would be greatly appreciated, Draco,” Harry told him and then moved his things off the seats so Draco could sit.

“Thanks,” Draco mumbled.

“I thought you were a prefect, though?”

Draco snorted.

“Yeah right, Potter. You really think people trust ex-death eater Draco Malfoy to have authority over their children.”

Harry shrugged.

“I would trust you.”

Draco just looked at Harry, bemused.

The train ride was nice. They talked about all sorts of things. It wasn’t until a few hours in, though, when Draco finally asked Harry about his new appearance.

“So…I see you’ve changed a bit.”

Harry laughed.

“Yeah, you could say that. What do you think?” He raised an eyebrow at him and smirked. He already knew the answer,

“Y-You look really good- I mean, um, it suits you. Somehow your hair is less of a mess when it’s long,” Draco quickly tried to correct himself.

Harry smiled at him.

“I really like the piercing.” Draco blushed. “Did it hurt?”

“A little, but it was tolerable.”

Draco nodded. 

“And the tattoos?”

“Same thing. Although I may be a bit biased.” Harry laughed. “Most physical pain doesn’t really seem like much after…well, you know.”

“I really like that one,” Draco said and pointed to the phoenix on Harry’s right bicep.

“Thanks. I like that one too. I got it in honor of Dumbledore.” 

“Oh! Do they all…?”

“Represent someone? Yeah.”

Draco moved so he was now sitting next to Harry, rather than across.

“Who’s this one for? It’s quite nice.”

Harry smiled at Draco.

“Sirius Black. He was my godfather.”

“I know,” Draco said quietly, more to himself than Harry. “And this one?” Draco ran his thumb over a tattoo of a sock, smiling down at it in amusement. Harry felt a chill go up his spine at Draco’s touch.

Harry grinned this time.


Draco nodded.

They went through all of Harry’s visible tattoos. Draco looked a little disappointed when there weren’t anymore left. 

“Are you sure that’s all of them?”

Harry chuckled.

“Yes, Draco. As much as I’m sure you’d love to have a look at my arse, I haven’t got any tattoos down there.”

Draco’s pale skin turned bright red.

“I didn’t- I wasn’t- I dont- I only meant-” Draco sputtered for a response.

Harry burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt so happy.

“I know, Draco. I was only teasing,” Harry said and lightly patted the top of Draco’s head.

Draco glared at Harry for a moment, but he couldn’t hold it, and a bright smile broke out on his face instead. Harry had never seen anything like it. Anything so…perfect, radiant. It was at that moment that Harry considered letting Draco see his three hidden tattoos, but decided against it, as they were going to arrive at Hogwarts very soon. If he really wanted to show him, there would be plenty more opportunities, because Harry had a feeling that he and Draco would find themselves in each other’s company a lot more this year.

Part Two

MHA dub commentary episode 8:

  • i have been putting this episode off for way too long and that’s probably because it’s about Bakugou’s emotional breakdown and i am emotional even before the video starts
  • baby Izuku and Bakugou are so cute i wanna cry 
  • have i mentioned how much i love Bakugou’s dub voice yet because if i have i’m gonna say it again: i love his dub voice
  • last time on MHA: Bakugou and Izuku fucking attack each other and, as usual, only Izuku got hurt
  • he’s still working on that
  • pauses the ep to admire all of Bakugou’s amazing expressions
  • “IN THE NAME OF VILLAINY, STOP THIS!!!” he cries as a bunch of giant rocks come rushing at him. i love you Iida
  • Izuku’s voice acting here is so amazing i just. love it
  • and the animation here is fucking spectacular
  • *pauses again to admire Bakugou’s distraught expressions* don’t look at me
  • i should also mention that Izuku has some fantastic expressions here too
  • i just. Bakugou just has fantastic expressions overall, but these ones are just. beautiful. i love my confused, terrified, distraught son

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prompt: “Our first date is a picnic on a beach under the stars? Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?”

for @marvelfangirl354 - thank you so much for all your support! and I’m so sorry about how ridiculously late this prompt is omfg it’s been weeks if not months D:

Ryan’s stomach churned nervously as he and Gavin walked down towards the beach. Out here away from the city, the night sky was filled with brilliant stars that lit their surroundings with a bluish glow, and the sea air was fresh and salty, sending an exhilarating thrill through him with every breath he took.

Beside him, Gavin stumbled. He’d tripped on a piece of driftwood as they stepped from the rocky stairs onto the sand. Ryan grabbed his arm and steadied him.

“Don’t wear sunglasses at night,” he chided. “You can’t see where you’re going.”

“But Ryan, lovely Ryan, we’re going to make a shady deal and these provide maximum shadiness,” Gavin chirped. He’d grabbed Ryan’s arm and was clinging to it. “Shit, sand’s hard to walk on.”

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BTS Reactions To You Being Pregnant


I think Seokjin would be really happy when he found out that you were pregnant. He’d become much more protective of you, he wouldn’t want anything to happen that could potentially harm you or the baby’s health. He’d fuss over you a lot! Always asking whether you needed something or wanted something. He’d be quick to get you whatever it was that you were craving and give your feet massages when the weight started to put a strain. If he had to go on tour while you were pregnant, he’d be so worried tbh. He’d worry the whole time, constantly be calling you and facetiming to make sure you were okay and had everything you needed. He wouldn’t want to miss the day his child was born but if it did happen he would be devastated. 

Originally posted by vubbletae


I think Yoongi would be shocked at first, unless you guys had planned it of course. He’d wouldn’t show it at first, but he’d be extremely happy to find out that you were pregnant. As there was no one better he saw fit to be the mother of his child. He’d always be giving you massages and pamper you to the max. He’d always rub and pat your belly and I can see him being the type to talk to his baby while it’s still in the mother’s stomach. I can also see him taking pictures of your belly every month so you guys could later make a time lapse. He’d get so unbelievably excited when the baby began to kick, but it’d make him nervous at the same time. He’d be worried about whether he’d make a good father or not, but after having you reassure him, he’d relax again. He’d be such a softie towards you and would try to be as patient as possible when you were having mood swings.

Originally posted by yoonmin


Omfg this boy would scream. He’d be so ecstatic. When you told him, he’d smile so hard and start laughing out of joy, quickly enveloping you in a hug chanting that he was going to be a dad. I think as soon as Hoseok found out about the gender of the child, he’d be quick to start buying things for him/her. Such as: clothes, toys, a carriage. He’d worry over even the slightest things! If you so much as let out a gasp, when you felt the baby kick he’d be quick to rush to your side and ask you what was wrong. Whenever you were having a mood swing he’d try his hardest to cheer you up and would never leave you alone, unless that’s what you wanted. He’d also be more than happy to pick you up whatever you wanted, regardless of the time and would always try to leave practice early to come see you. 

Originally posted by troiskims


Namjoon, like all of the boys would be incredibly happy. He’d do so much research omfg…he’d want to make sure he knew what to do during every step of the way. I feel like you’d have to occasionally tell him to calm down, because he could become too much at times, but he’d immediately understand. Namjoon would do anything for you! Always open the doors, never let you go around alone if he could help it, buy you anything you wanted or thought you might want or need. He’d be both nervous and excited to be a dad. You’d probably both spend a lot of time discussing the future and how your life was going to change in a  good way; what you both wanted for the child and comprising if there was a need to. I feel like he’d really want to be the one to name the child, but if you didn’t like the name he’d either try to think of another one or convince you. 

Originally posted by baebsaes


Ahhh this ball of fluff. He would be so overwhelmed by the news I feel like there’s a possibility he may even cry. He’d kiss you over and over again, trying to express how much he loved you and was ready to be there for you. I feel like he’d be really cautious of letting you do anything that may affect you or the baby’s health. He’d pamper you so much, and prioritize your happiness over anything else. He’d try to be there every step of the way if he could. If you had an appointment for an ultrasound and he had practice that day, he’d try to get out of going so he could come with you. If there were any times you got unsure of yourself, and started doubting how good you’d be of a mother, he’d be quick to reassure you and tell you all the reasons why you’d be the perfect mother. 

Originally posted by suga-com


I think we all know how much Taehyung loves kids and would want kids of his own someday. So, because of this, he would be so unbelievably happy. Like it’d take him a couple of moments to process what you had said before he rushed to you and picked you up with a joyful glee, shouting in pure happiness that you were going to be parents. Taehyung would constantly put his ear to your belly and talk to your baby. Whenever you felt it kick, he’d sing to him/her. He’d constantly be singing to him/her tbh. Even before he/she was born, Taehyung would already be telling them how much he loved them. He’s the type to help paint and decorate the room for his future child. He’d do whatever you asked of him, wanting to make sure you had no complications. When the time came, Taehyung would be such an emotional mess and he’d cry from happiness the first time he laid eyes on your baby.

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Jungkook I feel would be really nervous. Like he’d force a smile on his face when you told him, but he’d be really worried about everything. This is mainly because he’s young and I don’t think he’s ready to have a child. He’d be quick to fall in love with the idea of being someone’s dad though! He’d soon become extremely excited and constantly argue with you about what to name him/her haha. During the times he got insecure, you’d have to reassure him and during the times you got insecure, he’d reassure you. He’d constantly be telling you how much he loved you and how everything was going to be ok. He’d start making a lot of decisions, keeping the child in mind. Whenever he didn’t know what to do, he’d call his parents  or the other members. When the time came, poor boy would be so freaked out but the second he saw the baby he’d smile so much. He wouldn’t stop gushing.

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Can you do RFA guys reacting to mc saying their gonna have a baby?? (I love your head cannons.)


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Top 10 destiel moments (this was hard)

Number 10: “The Third Man”– Profound Bond

This was one of the classic, adorable Dean/Cas moments. Cas being so blunt about his bond with Dean was so amazing. This whole scene was pure gold.

Number 9: "Lazarus Rising" –when Cas and Dean first meet

This is basically the first thing Cas ever says to Dean. Right of the bat, Cas is telling Dean how important he is and that he is worth something. I believe it was so crucial for Dean to hear that because he just got back from hell where he suffered and then tortured souls. Just ugghhhh.

Number 8: “Stairway to Heaven” –end scene

The ending scene between Cas and Dean in “Stairway to Heaven” was so romantic in my opinion. Cas had just given up his entire angel army for Dean which speaks volumes for how much Cas values Dean. I can’t even put my feelings for that into words. Also, right before he has this touching talk with Cas, he just had a pretty heated fight with Sam, and when he goes to talk to Cas, his whole mood changes instantly. Dean: “Well, hey, you still got us.” Cas: “Dean. Those bombers– you don’t really think that I–” Dean: “Cas, you just gave up an entire army for one guy. No, there’s no way that you blew those people away.” Cas: “You really believe we three will be enough?” Dean: “We always have been.”

Number 7: “Swan Song”

This scene is my number 7 Dean/Cas moment because Dean has just lost Sam, Bobby, and Cas– and all of a sudden Cas just appears out of nowhere and heals him. The look on Dean’s face just kills me every time. He’s looking at him with that look we see time and time again, but it’s different here. I’m not exactly sure what Dean must be thinking. He’s just is so surprised that Cas is there when he just saw him die. And now Sam is gone, and there’s just a little spark of hope left in his expression when Cas pops up. Like, maybe I can be happy again. Dean: “Cas, are you God?” Cas: “That’s a nice compliment, but no.”

Number 6: Basically the entirety of “Free To Be You and Me.”

This episode was literally about the bond growing between these two. It is so adorable watching them in this ep because it shows how much they rely on each other! Dean and Sam aren’t talking and so he hangs out and has a good time with Cas, and Cas needs his help finding Raphael. Dean: “So, what, I’m Thelma and you’re Louise and we’re just going to hold hands and sail off this cliff together?” EEEEK. And later when they’re talking in the impala and Dean says ‘he’s good’. Cas:“Even without your brother?” Dean: “Especially without my brother. I mean, I spent so much time worrying about the son of a bitch. I mean, I’ve had more fun with you in the past twenty-four hours than I’ve had with Sam in years, and you’re not that much fun. It’s funny, you know, I’ve been so chained to my family, but now that I’m alone (with you), hell, I’m happy.” URGH.

Number 5: “Hunteri Heroici”

OMFG this fricking episode. Seriously, I’ll watch over you. THAT IS SO CUTE! LIKE WHAT ?!?!? (And also while we’re talking about that line, in Season 9 we hear Cain talking to Collette over her grave and he says 'I know you watch over me still.“ Just throwing that out there.”) And the bottom gif! Dean and Cas alone in the motel room talking about their feelings! Dean walks over to him and sits down on the bed so they can talk close to each other. Omg. I love this whole episode.

Number 4: “A Little Slice of Kevin”

GOD this was probably THE most romantic episode in Supernatural history IMO. The three that beat this one are SO SO close. It was hard to pick which ones I liked more. But, this is the episode where Cas is mysteriously back from purgatory. Dean has been SEEING him everywhere and he thinks he just misses him like crazy. But after he comes back Dean is thrilled but kind of worried how he got out. Dean believes he let go of Cas’s hand on accident, when in reality Cas pushed away. But, Dean’s mind couldn’t process or accept that so he reconstructed the whole scene in his mind. URGH. This episode.

Number 3: “What’s up Tiger Mommy”

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more like purGAYtory. amiright? No, but season 8 was the best destiel season, hands down. This episode in particular is number three because of the scenes where it shows Dean going on a rampage trying to find his angel. And then when he does, well, you cry for days after. Everything Dean says sounds like it came out of a fanfic. “Cas, buddy, I need you."  "I’m not leaving here without you."  "I prayed to you, Cas, every night!"   It’s just amazing. He loves him so much.  I can’t deal.

Number 2: "The End”

This sceeeene. “We had an appointment.” -Cas. And then the FACE DEAN GIVES HIM. “DONT EVER CHANGE.” dies. I love this so scene so much in particular. I’m not sure why, but it really deserves the number two spot. Just the look of absolute adoration on both of their faces. Seriously. That’s love, plain and simple.

Number 1: Goodbye, Stranger.

YES THIS SCENE IN “GOODBYE STRANGER” WINS. The best destiel scene to end all destiel scenes (so far). Cas has been reprgramed to kill Dean. He killed “Dean” a thousand times, but couldn’t do it. And let’s not forget the top gif, Dean was suppose to say “I love you”. (I support the change to I need you though. It would’ve been way out of character, but the fact it was written is amazing.) If you ask me, “I need you”, is just as, if not more meaningful than “I love you.” It’s one thing to love someone, but to NEED someone. That is heavy. And in that last gif, Dean fully believes that Cas is about to kill him there. The crack in Dean’s voice as he’s saying Cas’s name breaks my heart. But again, we see Cas choosing Dean over everything else. Dean above all else in Cas’s world. And I love that about him. Cas absolutely loves and adores Dean, and no one can deny that. And we’ve seen how Dean would do anything for him as well. Destiel till death. <3

anonymous asked:

Theater sounds wild and I love it so much. Do you have any more interesting theater experiences that you would feel like sharing?

I did it for six years and I love over sharing about my life omfg so of course I have more experiences and stories ask about literally anything. Also, theater is wild, and I totally recommend doing it if you get the chance!

Okay kids, let’s talk about The Fascination Station.

Okay, so if you don’t know what a Green Room is, it’s basically a place backstage in theaters where the actors can just kinda chill out and relax, maybe run lines and grab a snack to eat.

When she bought the tiny little shop space for the studio, there was one extra room and my director thought it’d be cute to turn it into our own little Green Room. She even painted it green. But like…Neon green. Claw your eyes out green. Omfg.

Throw in a beat up, very dirty couch, an almost eternally empty fridge, a couple mannequin heads, a deck of cards called “Politically Correct War”, some books literally no one has ever opened, and a prop brick wall with everyone’s names written on it, you’ve got the main college dorm room sized hang out spot for my old company.

The year is 2011. The show is Rent. It was the hottest summer on record at the time, and we did not have a functioning AC Unit.

Cast was…27, maybe 28 people. Every day, we were all very hot, very gay, and very emotional. Rent is a very emotional show, for anyone who isn’t aware of it. It’s a Rock Opera about starving artists trying to live through the AIDS epidemic in the early 90′s. The whole cast was hormonal high school aged children with shitty as fuck home lives. This was bound to get out of control from the start.

We somehow got this idea to do ‘Safe Circles’, which was deadass just “Let’s stop practicing our show and have some group therapy and cry for the rest of the day!!!”. It got fucking intense in those. Obviously I’m not going disclose anything my old cast mates said in confidence, but basically it turns out everyone had lived shitty lives filled with depression, abuse, homophobia, terminal illnesses, and all those fun things that kids love. The group crying helped people deal a bit, but it also amped up our emotions even higher- and they’d already been high considering the material we were working with, and the constant 98+ degree heat.

So people in the cast were prone to…exploding unexpectedly.

One day, we were running the act one finale number, “La Vie Boehme”. It’s a high energy song and dance that’s like, ten fucking minutes long.(here’s a clip of it from the movie- its not the full version but we had similar choreography)  We had been running it literally all morning, so…for about three hours? We were all tired, sweaty, pissy, and hungry. We just wanted to break for lunch.

And then: We all had a moment of ‘fuck this’ that united us. See, we had already been sadly forced to using the ‘School Edition’ of the Rent script, which censored some things ‘too inappropriate’, which is one thing, but also really fucking randomly cuts out verses to songs for no reason. “Christmas Bells” is cut down to like a minute long song in this edition, it’s a travesty. But anyway, we all had issues with our censored show. But there is one, truly iconic line from Rent, that takes place in “La Vie Boehme”, which even the censor-people knew to respect and leave in there.

I’m talking, of course, about the part of the song where Mark grabs the table and shoves it up and down, while yelling “MUCHO MASTURBATION!”

That was still in the censored script. That was decided to be something the teenagers performing it could handle. We all knew what fucking masturbation was at this point. We’ve all fucking been there. No one should be shocked hearing the word, especially if you want to point out that the characters being portrayed are grown adults. You can trust teenagers to maturely put on a show that involves AIDS, cross dressing, homophobia, stripping, an intense hatred for The Man, blatant heroin and crack abuse, and the withdraw that comes with it, suicide, Dog Assassins For Hire, racist police officers, and homelessness. You can trust them to say the word ‘masturbation’ in one song, right?

God, I’m literally getting pissed off remembering this omfg. Anyway, the director decided that “mucho masturbation” was ‘too inappropriate’, and wanted to censor the line to “mucho fascination”.

We rioted, but she wouldn’t be swayed. The guy playing Mark wasn’t even allowed to shake the table. The audience would have no idea. Mucho fascination is not a phrase that makes any sense!

And yes, I know, this is such a small thing to get upset about, but: 1) We were all exhausted and hungry, we’d been running the song for three hours. 2) It was about 100 degrees in there, so tempers and emotions naturally flared. 3) We were all teenagers putting on a mature show, and somehow taking away a line like that felt like an insult. It felt like an insult to our maturity, you know? Fucking hormones, man.

Okay, so here’s where the story picks up. We start running the song again, but our actor for Roger was really dehydrated at this point, and wanted to get some water out of the fridge in the Green Room. The director tells him to wait, because after this run we can break for lunch.

In the middle of the song, he just fucking pushes out of his seat and storms out of the room to get water. The director yells, “Thane! Where are you going?!” and he yells back in a fit of pure anger, “I’M GOING TO FASCINATE!”

Everyone looses their shit laughing. It was so fucking funny, and after the stressful and frustrating morning, it was just what we all needed. No one could calm down or stop laughing, so the director gave in and called the lunch break. Everyone ran into the Green Room after Thane, still cackling. I stayed behind because I had to use the bathroom. When I came out, though…

I started walking towards the Green Room, and I could hear the commotion in there. The assistant director’s cousin, Dave, was at the studio- he was probably maybe 22 at the time, and he somehow became the groups Mascot, and we always worked him into scenes, so he was there for the day to be Benny’s father in law. Anyway, I see him standing in the doorway, slowly pull out and close the door, look at me with wide eyes, as he just says “I think I can legally be arrested for seeing what I just saw in there.” before scampering off to recover alone.

Naturally, my interested was peaked and I opened the fucking door and walked in.

…I don’t want to say I walked into an orgy, because everyone was still clothed, but. If you can get that image in your head? Everyone was on top of everyone. Everyone was making out and grinding and drying humping and screaming and laughing and groping and smacking and sucking do you see where I’m going with this? The youngest in the cast was 13 and the oldest was maybe 18 or 19, but no one even cared, sexualities went out the window, find-a-warm-body-oh-wait-it’s-100-degrees-everybody-is-warm. Shit was real. Little Good Catholic School Girl me was mildly horrified, but listen, it was hot. And it went on for the entirety of the prolonged lunch break. Door locked, so the director couldn’t find out what was happening in there, of course.

This became a bit of a Historic moment for the cast. Gone was the Green Room, in was the newly dubbed Fascination Station. It became the biggest inside joke, and people did in fact keep sneaking in there to ~fascinate~ for the rest of the summer. Something about that horrendous neon green paint and cardboard brick wall with glitter pen ink on it made was suddenly making everyone unbearably horny.

And listen, at the time this felt like the most out of nowhere thing, but looking back on the circumstances we had been in every day leading up to it, all the heat and high tensions and unstable emotions and tragic back stories and singing Rent songs…Like, I’m not surprised it happened. I’m surprised our director didn’t see it coming and nip it in the bud (although I lowkey think the assistant director was on to us, but she’s fucking cool).

For all the shows after Rent, I and other stragglers from the production would always make jokes about the Fascination Station. We kept the memory alive. Things would still occasionally get pretty weird in there, and with all the right people it was great.

But it’s been so long now, and I sometimes hear new kids call it that. Kids who weren’t there for Rent, kids who I don’t even know the names off. Kids who will never find themselves in a situation that 27 teenagers found themselves in in 2011.

Those kids call the Green Room the Fascination Station. But they don’t know. They could never possibly know.

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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ANSWERING MY FIRST REQUEST!!! I couldnt be happier right now *ugly sobs* I have a few more reqs, if you dont wanna answer them all i understand! I just love the way you write <3 ANYWAYS *Tis about the same kind of MC from the first one* PRETTY plz make a HC of when MC has her first intimate/sexy moment with her MM boys (+Saeran), while she's being insecure about her looks, being chubby and all. **MC: "WAT IF THEY SEE ME NAKED AND GETS DIGUSTED OMFG"

//Awh! Hun, thank you so much! I love your request.


When the two of you began to get in a rather hot situation. He rid himself of his clothes almost immediately. 

So, when you hesitated to strip, he looked at you for a moment. Not really connecting the dots right away.

“Why aren’t you stripping?” 

You would squirm around uncomfortably, biting your lip nervously. 

“What…what if you don’t like what you see?”

His eyebrows furrowed. That didn’t make any sense. Of course, he was going to like what he saw.

Eventually, when he finally got that damn outfit off of you, he made sure you knew just how much he liked what he saw.


He was about to hop into the shower to get ready for his day when he decided that he was going to have a little more fun today~

He called you into the bathroom and asked if you wanted to shower with him.

When you declined he was confused. Had he said something wrong?

“What? Afraid of a little water?” He would tease.

You shook your head.

“That’s not it…”

He saw your eyes lower down towards your stomach, and he figured it out.

“You’re not afraid to strip are you?”

“I-It’s just…I’m not very pretty.” 

Zen literally looked so shocked, his mouth hanging open a bit.

“You know, I already like what I see~”

Later that day, you had to wear a scarf on a rather hot day to cover all of the marks that he left.


“MC! I’m doing all the laundry! Give me what you’re wearing~”

His voice sounded so cheerful, you could hear him working around in the washing room.

“I-I’ll be too cold if I do…” You insist.

He looked at you like you were crazy.

“It’s summer! You won’t be cold!” He laughs.

You fidgetted a bit, “I..uh..”

“C’mon, you!” He cheers, and quickly strips you of your shirt.

You quickly try to cover yourself, eyes becoming slightly damp from tears.

“What’s wrong?”

“I-I’m too heavy. I’m not pretty…”

He laughed, hugging you.

“You’re so cute! Are you kidding me?!”

The laundry didn’t end up being done…


You were watching one of Zen’s musicals with your girlfriend when you started laughing and spilled some soda on your shirt.

“Oh, I should go change…”

“Why don’t you just take it off?” Jaehee insists, smiling.

You blushed, of course, you were flattered.

But also very unsure.

“I-I don’t think that’s a good idea. I should change.”

“Is something the matter?”

“No, it’s just…uh…”


“You might not like how I look?”

She stared at you for a moment, almost in disbelief. 

“We won’t know unless we try will we?” She notes, smiling.

So you showed her.

The movie ended up paused. But the house was still loud with sounds~


Listen. He’s not the skinniest guy either.

Zen and Jumin and even Yoosung were in pretty good shape.

He usually just sat at home eating junk food.

So one day he noticed that you were staring at yourself naked in the mirror of the bedroom. You looked like you were crying a bit.


You gasped, quickly turning to face him. Your face was red and your arms tried to cover your body. 

“Don’t look!” You pleaded.

But he didn’t stop.

He took off his own shirt, revealing his chubby little tummy.

You couldn’t help but laugh a bit, he looked so cute.

The bedroom door closed.

You had a good time that night~


He didn’t really care how you looked. You had treated him with a kindness that was foreign to him and that’s what really mattered.

He loved your soul, he didn’t ever think about your body being a problem.

When things had gotten hot in the bedroom, he began to tug your pants down, much to your protest. 

You tried to get him away subtly, but it didn’t work. He was persistent. 

“Hn. Are you teasing me? I want you…~”

You blushed deeply, squirming a bit. He was really turning you on.

“Don’t be grossed out when you see…please.” 

He definitely wasn’t grossed out. He made sure to ravish every curve and fold of your body.

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Septiplier-[Jacksepticeye x Markiplier] About Septiplier, I know it’s not an actual thing. It’s called fanFICTION for a reason. Just enjoy the story and it’s characters!

Summary: Part of the Agents & Alternates AU that ISN’T DEAD! Dark’s flashback to when he discovered Anti’s ticklishness. [WARNING THIS IS A TICKLE FIC]

Series so far: Agent Jack And Warfstache | Agent Jack And Dark | Agent Jack And Anti | Agent Jack And Agent Mark 

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Musketeers 2x10 (Spoilers)

Okay, I am going to do yet another rant because this show’s previous episode was so suspenseful and intense and its finale was nearly perfect in every way.  I only started watching The Musketeers this summer (because the BBC played previews so much during their promotion of Doctor Who’s season eight premiere ).  But in such a short span of time, the show has got me hooked line and sinker and now ties with Doctor Who as my favorite current tv show.  So now, here is the break down of the Season 2 finale of this beautiful, wonderful show:

-Omfg, I was so freaking nervous about Constance and holy shit, what an incredible rescue.  Athos, D’artagnan, and Treville are bosses.  Once again, Constance has shown she is equally if not more tough than the Musketeers by refusing the blind fold before the almost execution. Props for Treville for handing Rochefort’s ass to him and showing that loyalty is far stronger than any manipulation.

-Ah, Porthos and the Spanish ambassador.  That was a western style shoot out  and it was brilliant.  He’s got some serious balls for taking out like ten guards on his own and a great strategy with having guns in specific places on the forest ground.  And lets not forget Constance with her zinger line to the Spanish ambassador: “Perhaps, I bring men to fight for me.”That’s another great thing about The Musketeers is that it says fuck you to sexism.  I mean because Treville is such a dad, he at first shoots Constance down when she days she wants to come with, but not one objects after she says that Rochefort is her enemy too (Lemay was her medical bro).  D’artagnan treats her more as an equal in this episode and only tells her to be careful.  God, the four of them were so awesome together.

-Milady-master of sass: “God works in mysterious ways” when saving Aramis.  It was also very much of a “surprise bitch, thought you’d seen the last of me” moment that made me laugh.  While showing that Milady is a bamf (but we already knew that), the scene also intrigued me.  It shows the contradictions Aramis is made of.  On one hand he is the Don Juan, a great soldier and not bad with charming the ladies.  On another hand, he has a deep respect for God and has a strong sense of what is right and what is wrong (which he may not always act on, but what can we expect, he’s human).  We can see the look/mask of Milady fade when Aramis just punches out the guard (He says she doesn’t have to kill him) and says that she values life too lightly.  The thief, the manipulator, and the chameleon will always be a part of her, but that doesn’t erase the desperate girl (when she was a common street thief) and the desperate woman (the genuine feelings for Athos and her attempt to clean herself up through her marriage) thats also inside.   

-I don’t think BBC ruined Milady’s character by having the scene between her and Athos saying that they are bound together (a fear that some fans have).  It showed a lot of vulnerability on on both their parts.  It in no way, dumbed down their story line.  In fact, it made it much more complicated because she gave Athos an ultimatum.  Deep down she knows Athos will choose the musketeers because its his duty, but she still hopes to have the life with Athos that they were robbed of.  She doesn’t outwardly say she loves him and neither does he.  I had major feels when Athos in his own way said he loved her by saying “It rains a lot in England…”  My Milathos feels, you guys…

-The scenes with Louis and Rochefort were like WTF, but at the same time, gave me more perspective on Louis’ character.  He is so alone in the world (father was murdered, his trusted advisor is dead, he’s been kidnapped (ok that one was more his fault), and he had a psycho play russian roulette with his wife and child).  I understand his feelings of paranoia and since he’s super weak minded, it makes sense he’d latch on to Rochefort.  Louis desperately wants to save his wife because she is the only companion he has had.  Multiple times, he pretty much tells Rochefort to shut the fuck up, because having to execute his wife and give up his son is in no way just a matter of state.  I still don’t excuse him though for giving in and signing Anne’s death warrant.  And OMFG, after the emo-king phase, is he really ready to declare a war with Spain like a day later…Jesus, his character is so flippant.

-The trial scene  for the most part went the way I expected (good for you, Aramis for calling Rochefort out), and, therefore, I was more interested in watching Magritte.  I like the subtleness they put with her character to show how much her guilt is destroying her from the inside out.  She looks so worn out with dark circles around her eyes and the dark gowns.  Her face looks pale and angular.  I know some of you were like she got what she deserved when she killed herself, but I always to a degree felt sorry for her.  She was at the mercy of Rochefort (you have to really understand the time period to understand how much reputation and position meant economically for not only a singular woman/girl, but also for her family). In the end, she is laughed at for having confessed for sleeping with Aramis, which was the thing she was trying desperately to both hide (her reputation) and forget (her broken heart).  Rochefort completely threw her under the bus by doing this and therefore, like Lemay, I’d count her as another victim of Rochefort’s cruelty and ruthlessness. 

-My boys and Constance storming the palace gave me the “hell yeah” feeling and was the centerpiece of the episode.  And Treville was there with them, which gave him an opportunity to dad (he can never not do this) and reclaim his honor (not that it was actually gone, but you know, Louis ruined him).  Man, and the scene leading up to it, showed a huge character growth in Queen Anne, especially with another verbal bitch slap (”know that I did not think a day about you” when Rochefort was being the creepy dude he is).Anne was every bit a queen when she knew/saw what Rochefort intended to do with the chain.  There was no fear in her eyes, just utter bravery (something her husband should really get).  There’s so much coldness when Rochefort looks up at her after being stabbed and she looks back, unemotionally, and does not move an inch.  She’s no longer so naive nor merciful to others who dare threaten her.

-Rochefort, the douche/fuckboy he is, is one tough fuck.  I mean he gets shot in the arm by Constance, stabbed in the back by Aramis, and he’s still able to fight?  And he just pulls the sword out of his back and tries to fight D’artagnan, Athos, and Porthos. As evil as he’s been the whole series, the comparison i made to Rochefort’s last moments was that of a trapped animal.  He knows that Anne despises him, the Spanish ambassador spilled everything, and that Aramis can no longer be executed.  He’s been tortured physically for five years (also lets you know how sadistic the Spanish ambassado is) and now the only thing left to do is not surrender/face execution to gain half an ounce or redemption, but to claw and snarl back.

-On that note, I’ve got to say, I think everyone within the show, was shocked at D’artagnan straight up stabbing Rochefort through the heart.  I mean, I know earlier he said Rochefort is mine, but he had a certain coldness in his eyes and an element of ruthlessness (Rochefort was pretty much done for anyway).  And no, I’m not at at all sympathizing with Rochefort, it’s more on the grounds of the Musketeer’s code of honor.  I think it opens up the gate for a little more darkness for D’artagnan’s character.  Not that I want him to go the opposite direction from the way he already is (love my Musketeers the way they are), but it’s a definite step away from innocence.  Basically, it opens up for more character development for season 3.  

-The wedding was freaking adorable and one that D’artagnan and Constance deserved.  It was so sweet Athos walked her down the isle (he’s so much like Treville).  The only bad thing Treville has done the entire show was cock block Athos from getting to Milady on time by telling him he has to prepare for war.  There’s a sense of grief as he watches the wedding of his friend out of his own broken marriage and it is the trigger that pushes something inside him to say that he wants to fix it. His bros cover for him as he neglects Treville’s orders to go and catch her carriage.  Once again, Milady’s vulnerability is shown through the scenes in between.  She’s dressed in a flowy, blue gown, which was very good symbolism to show that she is bearing herself to Athos and is opening herself up to the feelings of guilt/despair but also hope.  The way she jumped out of the carriage when she heard that random horseman was so heartbreaking.  I wonder if she thinks that Athos doesn’t love her now…NOOOOOOOOOOOO, but we know he does.  So sad that he realizes he’s too late and he finds the singular blue glove. He’s heartbroken…Damn you BBC, she better be coming back.

-Whelp, Aramis learned the moral of the story and that is to control his dick.  But in all seriousness, I think his commitment to live a monastic life shows more about his character and that he truly is trying to fix who is as a person.  He cannot bring the Cardinal’s mistress or Magritte back to life nor can he take back how much fucking danger he put Anne in.  He realizes that and him staying away and living a different life is part of the long road of redemption.  As Porthos said, “That boy is the king’s son.”  I mean, I was heartbroken when he said he was leaving, because he’s my favorite (okay, it’s actually always been a tie between him and Athos because I can relate a lot to Athos and he’s basically the Obi-Wan of the show).  And I didn’t want some random newbie showing up to take his place.  Really glad that it ended with Athos, Porthos, and D’artagnan riding off (of course with dad Treville’s permission) to tell Aramis about the war with Spain and how they’re going to need him.  Most likely, he’ll be back in the game and the perfect team will be united again.

Miscellaneous notes:

-The world of The Musketeers just got ten times bigger with the on coming war with Spain. 

-I’m really hoping Milady will return and part of me thinks she will.  She’s going to England, which leads me to my theory of the season 3 villain.  I think it’s going to be the Duke of Buckingham (the righthand of the king of England).  Pretty sure the book had France and England as allies against the Spanish, if I remember correctly.  Somehow, I think she will be linked to him and it will be a way for her to reunite with Athos.

-Fan girl me says nope Aramis, nope, you’re not leaving your bros and me to go pray. Nope. 

-Really glad Treville is guiding Louis.  Not really happy it’s through war (and neither is Treville), but at least there won’t be another Rochefort running the show.

-Louis is freaking moody and needs to grow up.

-Athos needs to be happy one day and BBC needs to compensate him for his Someone-just-kicked-a-puppy look when he picks up Milady’s glove. 

-The cinematography for this episode was beautiful (when Aramis is walking off on his own with the autumn leaves falling and the other three riding off to go get Aramis).  It was also so well used (the blue of Milady’s dress as well as the emphasis of her left-behind glove in Athos’ hand).

-Louis: “It’s like I’ve woken up from a nightmare.”  Everyone’s like no fucking shit and thinking so have we, so have we…

-Hoping Annamis doesn’t go away.  Their relationship is very domestic, whereas Athos/Milady’s is complex and disfunctional and D’artagnan/Constance is passion/young love.  I like all the ships on the show.

-Constance is awesome and I hope she has no less screen time in season 3 than she had in this season.

-The ladies of the show had all the best lines.  Preach it, ladies…  

“I’m in the wrong place” → A brief insight into Saitama’s character

Sometimes I feel like Saitama doesn’t get all the love he deserves, only because he doesn’t have a “tragic past” or doesn’t pose as a deeply-wounded-cursed-by-fate Hero™.

[Spoilers ahead for the ones who haven’t caught up with the manga yet]

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callmecottoncandyface  asked:



  • Okay so first and foremost, Farkle and Smackle do not make it past 9th grade
  • Like they’re cute and all but it’s just not meant to be
  • Anyway, so when Farkle finally caught Riley in the act of stealing all his fucking clothes it was just before summer break
  • And they have a total blast that summer
  • But Riley, while giving up her kleptomaniac ways for the most part (not all together lmao), is still giving him orange roses all the time
  • And he’s so confused
  • Like sometimes it might just be because he won a debate or got a lead in a musical- like a congratulations gift you know?- but other times he’ll just walk in the door and she’ll throw a bouquet of the flowers at him
  • It’s literally orange roses and he doesn’t know what that’s supposed to mean. And if the drama of Belgium 1831 has taught us anything, it’s that Farkle Minkus apparently just doesn’t believe in google or some shit like omfg
  • (Important Note: Riley is fucking obsessed with the Language of Flowers)
  • So anyway this keeps going on and they start 10th grade and suddenly Riley is really annoyed at him
  • Like all the fucking time
  • And you know he takes pride in being able to basically read Riley’s mind so he is so confused about why she’s mad at him
  • And one day he makes the apparent mistake of simply asking her what’s wrong 
  • It’s a mistake because she snaps on his ass
  • Starts going on and on about how he never really listens or pays attention to her, like she always deals when he goes off on excited nerdy tangents, not because she cares but because she loves how much he loves what he’s talking about, but Farkle can’t show her the same courtesy. That if he at least pretended to care he would have paid attention long enough to figure out why she’s mad
  • And this poor poor boy is just like???? WHAT?????? As Maya groans in the background (Zay, however was prepared for this with a bowl of popcorn. Lucas is distracted by something on his phone lmao)
  • Riley storms out and doesn’t talk to Farkle for a week
  • He knows he’s in trouble when she shows up to school one day wearing clothes she actually bought
  • Like he thought giving her space was what she wanted but when he saw the clothes he was lowkey heartbroken omg
  • So he asks Maya what’s wrong and OH BOY
  • She starts (half heartedly) smacking his arms and chest with a textbook
  • And then she literally sits on top of him so he can’t get up, googles ‘flower definitions’ and shoves it in his face to make sure he reads it
  • And the first one he sees is “With their warm, vibrant tones, orange roses symbolize enthusiasm and desire. If you’re looking for a way to express admiration and attraction - with an underlying message of passion and excitement - then send a bouquet filled with these fiery blooms”
  • But then he sees a different definition saying “since they are a mix of yellow and red, orange roses can be used to symbolize the desire to make the jump from friendship to romance”
  • And he just yells “FUUUUUUUUCK” really loudly as Maya jumps off him because that hurt her ears
  • So now Farkle is having a flashback to when Riley got really into flower language back in like 4th or 5th grade and talked about it all the time but he would just tune her out
  • And he knows Riley knows that his memory is so sharp that his only reason for not having absorbed all her flower information is that he wasn’t paying attention
  • And if he had just figured out what orange roses meant they could’ve avoided all this and have it settled like a year ago
  • And another part of him is just screeching because HOLY SHIT RILEY MATTHEWS IS IN LOVE WITH ME
  • So he needs Maya to help plan the apology and lemme tell you they go hard
  • They get her parents, Auggie and Zay in on it too
  • Zay’s job is to film everything really subtly (Zay gets into film making in high school I need it)
  • So anyway Riley’s at school one day being mopey and she realizes Farkle’s just not in homeroom
  • Not that she was looking for him or whatever because who needs that loser amirite
  • But all throughout the day there’s no sign of him, which is weird- but she also keeps finding flowers which is even weirder
  • Like on the desk of every class she has, her locker is stuffed to the brim with them, the lunch lady gives her some with her lunch, when they’re walking home random people on the street keep coming up to her and giving her flowers
  • And they all have different meanings like it started with “sorry” and then there was “friendship” and “innocence” and “adoration” and “growth” and “excitement” like it seemed like a growing pattern
  • And she gets to her apartment door- Maya and Zay are with her (Lucas had been off visiting his grandfather for the week), and for some reason Zay had had his camera out all day- “I’m trying to be one of those documentary directors that just captures the moment, maaan!”
  • So they get to her apartment door and there’s a wreath of red roses on it which basically means “Love” (She has all the other flowers she got that day in her hand and back pack)
  • So she opens the door and her whole family is gone which is weird but they head to her bedroom and Farkle’s standing there
  • And Farkle being himself just starts going on some sappy tangent that essentially boils down to “I’m hella sorry I'm still in love with you do you wanna go to homecoming with me?” and Riley is just like “YES!” it’s so cute
  • And they go to homecoming together and have the time of their lives and everything is so amazing and happy and then
  • Nothing happens
  • At all
  • Riley’s so fucking confused
  • The boy chickened out of kissing her at the dance and now they’re just acting like nothing ever happened????
  • Everyone is slowly going insane and Riley is just waiting for Farkle to make a move here
  • Our poor idiot fails to make a move omfg
  • So fast forward a few months, December 8th, Riley’s 16th birthday
  • Like not so much as forgot “December 8th is Riley’s birthday” but like no one fucking noticed it was December 8th omfg Cory and Topanga took Auggie to some school competition in Jersey. Shawn took Maya and Katy skiing for the weekend. Josh was in California trying to get his band signed to a record label. Zay and Lucas were in Texas. Riley was literally home alone with only a quick “Happy Birthday Sweetie I’ll take you shopping next week when I’ve got a quick break!” voicemail from her uncle Eric.
  • That is until she got a happy birthday text from Farkle
  • Because of course he’s the only one who remembers; especially since he forgot last year (she had still been giving him shit over that)
  • So she’s feeling a bit emotional over the situation and tells him and he is filled with a RIGHTEOUS FURY OMG
  • And considering the boy had 20 minutes to prepare he went all out holy shit
  • And Riley was still feeling emotional and she remembered her mother talking about her Sweet Sixteen and wearing a beautiful red dress as she and Cory slow danced on tv in the middle of a wrestling ring and wanted to see if she still had the dress she wore
  • Topanga did in fact keep the dress stored away with all her ~happy memories~ and it fit Riley perfect so she’s like “fuck it I’m wearing this” (although she had to find some black tights and a jacket to go with it cause it’s December but she still looks hella)
  • Farkle shows up in a fucking suit and tie so Riley apparently made the right choice but he is TAKEN ABACK by her in that dress omg
  • So she’s like “alright what’s the plan” and he gets a bit of an almost evil smirk and he’s like “You have spent the last 10 years refusing to ever let me splurge on you but GUESS WHAT YOU’RE SIXTEEN AND I’M THE ADMITEDLY OVER PRIVELDGED SON OF A MULTI BILLIONAIRE IT’S GOING DOWN TONIGHT”
  • And Riley’s just like “You need to chill ever so slightly omfg”
  • Right off the bat he just hands her a fucking diamond necklace and she’s like “I cannot possibly take this it looks like it costs more than my apartment” and he’s like “yeah well my apartment costs more than half the city you do not get to complain tonight put the necklace on and lets go”
  • And they spend the first half of the day being super touristy like every possible tourist site they can hit up they do
  • They hit up the Art Museum too which she loves
  • Then boom Farkle just whips out tickets to a matinée of Mama Mia on Broadway out of his suit pocket and she's freaking out because she loves that show
  • They see that and go crazy and then afterwards he takes her to some super Riley-Boho dinner he found for lunch
  • Then he takes her to a real planetarium that’s much bigger and has more going for it than his bedroom
  • They walk around quite a lot but if there’s a distance they need to go that it’s just to cold for he just calls his fucking personal limo
  • And Riley feels so weird letting him pay for everything and all the special treatment but it’s also fun so like??? 
  • Then at like 6 o'clock he’s like ‘we gotta go’ and she’s like 'oh where are we going for dinner’ and he’s like 'dinners later I got Hamilton tickets’ and she SCREAMS   
  • So obvi they love the show and then he takes her to a fucking exclusive 5 star gourmet restaurant for dinner afterwards
  • She’s having the time of her life and the day was so fun she forgot about everyone else and she almost forgot how weird things had been with Farkle lately
  • Because apart from the big ridiculous gestures and getting spoiled all day their dynamic was very much the same and she’s glad it wasn’t awkward. It felt, emotionally at least, like a normal day just hanging out with Farkle
  • Okay so then he’s walking home and they’re stopped outside her mom’s bakery (cause she lives over it so ya know) and their just talking and laughing and there’s fucking Christmas lights everywhere like if there ever was a perfect Kiss-The-Girl moment it was now
  • And for a second it looks like it’s gonna happen but then he just blushes and says “Happy Birthday Riles” and starts to walk away
  • He barely gets two steps away when Riley, just completely exasperated, yells “JUST KISS ME, YOU DUMBASS”
  • The sentence is barely out of her mouth when he turns around and grabs her and finally kisses her and doesn’t miss
  • And that’s the story of how riarkle starts dating e n d m e
  • AH

AN: MY FIRST BRUCE YAY I WAS WAITING TO WRITE ONE FOR THIS BEAUTIFUL AVENGERS XD And the song that the requester had asked me to base it on is absolutely beautiful, I had never heard of it before but when I looked it I realized that it is perfect for a Bruce X Reader fic! Thank you for introducing me to the great song anon, I hope you like the fic I made based on it for you! *The gif is not mine, found on google. Please ignore any spelling errors! Xoxoxoxo :3

Pairing: Bruce X Reader

Prompt: I’m so sorry to request while requests are closed, but you are my favourite writer and you can do it whenever or never. Can you do Bruce x Reader one shot based of Rita Ora’s song Poison? If no, stay awesome. :)



You never meant to fall for him. You knew that he was a good man at heart, but like every great hero, he had his issues. Except his problem wasn’t a big ego like Tony or an evil brother like Thor, no, his was much bigger and much greener.

You noticed at Bruce wouldn’t get close to many people, including the team. Sure, he would have a friendly conversation with someone, but once too many emotions got involved he would distance himself.

Well, that was until he met you.

You were hired by SHIELD to assist Bruce and Tony in the lab, and at first that was all you did. You sat at their sides (well, mostly Bruce because Tony preferred to work alone) and handed them anything they needed or checked over their calculations for mistakes. But, then Bruce asked you time and time again to stay with him in the lab long after the rest of the team had gone to bed to do some late night work without Tony hovering over his shoulder. Of course, you always agreed to. Bruce was good company to keep around, and you knew that he secretly got lonely being in the lab alone.

You had grown close to him, and you knew that once you look past his ‘green issue’, he was just another person who needed to be loved.

You sat next to him, peering over his broad shoulder with a steaming cup of tea in your hands as you checked over his work.

“Look over the work at the top, the numbers don’t look right.” You murmured quietly, even though you knew that the rest of the Avengers were sleeping floors above you. You kind of liked the quiet atmosphere that the two of you had going, it was calming.

His pencil stopped writing at the bottom of the white sheet then slowly dragged up to the top of the paper. He flipped the pencil in his fingers then began to erase the numbers. “Ah, I forgot to add an entire portion of the equation.”

He pushed his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose and wrote furiously to fix the mistake, then a small smile graced his lips. “Everything makes more sense now.”

You took a sip of your tea and smiled, glad that you could help. You reached around him and grabbed his empty mug. As you walked over to the hot water kettle and the coffee maker were, you heard Bruce lightly call, “More coffee, please.”

“Bruce.” You said sternly, you knew that he only asked for coffee when he expected to be working for a few more hours. “It is really late.”

He peered over his shoulder at you and sheepishly grinned, then looked back at his work.

“I can handle myself if you want to go to bed.” Bruce said, obviously purposefully missing your point.

You smiled as you walked back over to him and placed his mug full of coffee in front of him. “I think I’ll stick around a little longer, Banner.”

He sipped at his coffee as he finished his equation off, and (much like every time you worked with him) you were awestruck. You were able to catch minor mistakes and understand some of what he was doing, but the over all complexity of the mathematical and scientific problems he was doing just blew your mind.

“I don’t get it.” You said, scooting closer to him. You stood over his shoulder looking down at his paper over him, your eyes narrowed at the numbers. You didn’t notice a large blush creep over his face when he saw how close you were.

“W-what don’t you get, Y/N?” He said, pulling at the collar of his purple shirt.

You reached around him and pointed to the section of scribbled calculations. “How does system B relate to system C? I don’t see the connection.”

He proceeded to explain the entire process, step-by-step to you, and you intently listened to him, but it was hard to keep up with.

You ended up pulling over a chair and sitting right next to him as you asked questions about his work. He smiled and happily taught you what you wanted to know.

Somewhere between equation F and equation G, you caught Bruce staring at you. You turned your head fully to face his, only to find that your noses were practically touching. You were suddenly very aware of his knee being pressed up against yours, and his elbow skimming your side.

He put his pencil down as you reached up and slowly took his glasses off his face, yet you still managed not to break the intimacy of the moment.

Before he could convince himself that it was wrong, he closed the gap between the two of your and gently pressed his lips against yours.

He was so timid, so fearful that he was doing something wrong, you would feel it in his touch. You reached up and ran your fingers through his dark hair, which prompted him to open his mouth under yours and draw you in closer.

And, just as suddenly as it happened, it ended. He pulled away from you and shot up from his seat, backing away with wide eyes.

“I…I can’t…”

You got up to go over t him, but he put his hands out in front of him as a warning. “Please!”

“Why?” You asked, your breath shaking. “Why are you so afraid of getting close to me?”

“It is for your own safety, Y/N.” He said. “When I get too emotional, I can feel the other guys stir inside of me. He’s doing it right now.”

You held your hands up just like he had, and slowly you walked forward and pushed your fingers up against his. “Calm down, Bruce.”

“Stop it!” He shouted, but this time his voice seemed to morph into something deeper and more dangerous.

You took note of the emergency panic button on the wall next to you. You didn’t want to use it, but if the green guy did show his face then you would have no choice.

“Bruce.” You said again, your voice shaking. “Bruce, listen to my voice.”

Stop it!” This time, you could see that his frame was beginning to grow. “I am dangerous, I can kill you!”

Instead of telling him a lie like 'you won’t’, you decided to be honest with him. “Yes, you could. I know that, I knew that since the beginning.”

He growled as he tried to fight off the green that threatened to consume him.

You knew that it was a dumb idea, but you couldn’t help yourself. You walked up t him and wrapped your arms around his torso. “You are poison, I know, but I can’t just leave you to be alone. I chose to be here tonight, and I will continue to be here for as long as I am alive.”

You no longer heard his grunts and heavy breathing, and when you pulled away from him he was still perfectly normal. His skin was still a light tan, his frame was still average, and most importantly, he was still Bruce.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” He cried quietly into your shoulder. “I love you.”

You smiled and kissed the crown of his head. “I love you too, Bruce.”

Gently, you pulled him over to the desk. “Let’s put some of this work away, okay? I think you have had enough excitement for one night.”

He looked up at you with puffy eyes, and you reached over to his desktop and grabbed his glasses, slipping them onto his face. “You are a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for, Bruce. A lot stronger.”

((Major Bruce feels rn omfg~ I hope you liked it! And if you haven’t heard the song that this was based on, you should check it out it is pretty good. The anon that sent me the request has a great sense of music XD))

Teach You (Luke + Calum)*


Anonymous said: “I don’t know if you’re taking requests but: please could you do one were you are good friends with Calum and you’ve hooked up a bit before and virgin luke is nervous about his inexperience and so Calum offers to teach him with you being their guinea pig please thankyou”

omfg yes, holy crap thank you for requesting this

I hope this was kinda how you imagined it


You are currenty sitting in your friend Calums basement with him and Luke, just talking and spending some time together. The tv is on, Calum is playing some random tune on his base and Luke is on his phone while you are having a conversation. Calum is telling you about a girl you saw earlier that day, that he had had a one night stand with at a party a few months ago, and how she was being really dominant in bed. 

“I don’t think that I prefer when girls are dominant, I do like it, but I also like when they are submissive so that you can have the control.” He explains. You nod and say that you agree. You and Calum have hooked up a few times before, and you both quite enjoy the same things, which is very convenient since you always know what the other person likes or wants. 

“What about you Luke, how do you like it in bed?” Calum asks, making Luke look up from his phone at the mention of his name.


“Do you like when the girl is taking charge, or do you prefer being the one with the control?”

“Uh, I- I wouldn’t know…” He says quietly, blushing. 

“What? You’ve never had sex, or what?” Calum jokes.

“N-No.” Luke stutters, leaving both of you with wide eyes and open mouths. 

“Are you kidding me?” You ask, dumbfounded. 

Luke shakes his head no. “I’ve never really had the opportunity. And I am kinda nervour about it, I guess. I mean, I don’t want to be bad at it." 

"But- but you are so good looking! How come no one’s ever wanted to be with you?” You say, still shocked. 

“Maybe we should change that, yeah?” Calum says. “What do you say, Y/N, should we teach him?" 

First, you are about to protest. Because having sex with Calum is okay, but having sex with Calum while Luke watches is a whole other thing. Then you think about it, what is the worst thing that could happen really? You are just going to show him a few tricks or two, how to please a girl. Completely innocent, right?

"Yeah, sure. Why not?” You say, shrugging. Now it is Lukes turn to looks at you with wide eyes and mouth. 

“Are you kidding me? You are joking, right?” He says, trying to laugh it off. Calum gives you one glance, nodding, before you smile and make your way over to him. You can feel Luke eyes on you, but you try to concentrate on Calum instead. 

He puts his bass away before you smoothly straddle his lap, bringing your hands up to behind his neck as you connect your lips with his. He places his hands on your bum immediately, pushing you closer to him. He is probably trying to put on the best show for Luke he can. 

“Guys…” Luke says when you start to grind your hips into Calums, making him let out a low moan. You can’t help but grin against his lips. 

“Don’t be shy Luke, get over here.”

“I don’t- I don’t think that would be inappropriate.” He says, shifting uncomfortable in his seat. 

“We all know that you want to. Come sit here.” You say, motioning for the spot beside Calum on the couch. 

“No, I-”

“What’s the worst thing that could happen Luke?” Calum asks as you make your way down his jaw and neck, kissing and sucking on the different places. 

A moment later, Luke hesitantly moves closer to the two of you, sitting down on the empty spot beside Calum. You give him a smile, to which he returns with a quick glance. He is way to tense, you think. You move your hands from Calums neck and slowly place one of them on Lukes thigh, dangerously close to his crotch. 

As soon as Calum notices what you are doing, he gives you a smirk. Luke is sitting completely still, ignoring your hand. 

Calum is starting to get worked up and you can feel the bulge in his pants fro where your hips are pressed together. You decide to take it a bit further, so you move your hand upwards and place it directly onto Lukes crotch, feeling him freeze immediately. 

“Relax Luke, enjoy it.” Calum says, he had also seen how tense Luke had gotten all suddenly. You begin to palm him through his jeans, tracing the outline of his hiding dick. He squirms uncomfortably in his seat, but he lets you keep your hand on him. 

A few moments later, when you’ve unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and are slowly stroking up and down his clothed erection, there is no denying it that he likes it. A wet patch is visible on his underwear because of the leaking precum. His eyes are following your hands’ every movement, his bottom lip stuck between his teeth. 

“Okay, I think it’s time for the lesson.” Calum says, almost panting. In other words ‘I am going to come soon so we better get started’. 

“Lesson?” Luke asks.

“Yeah, thought I’d show you how it’s done, so you can be an expert when the time comes.” Calum says, smirking as he lifts you off of his lap and puts you down on the couch. 

Luke gives away a small whine when your hand leaves him, but he tries his best to hide his disappointment. 

“Arms up, babe." 

You lift your arms and Calum easily pulls your shirt over your head, leaving you in just a bra. He then reaches behind you and unclasps that too, throwing it to the floor. Concidering that Lukes’ eyes are about to pop out of their sockets, he hasn’t had much experiences with boobs. 

Calum immediately places his hands on them, he loves your breasts just as much as you love the attention he gives them. 

You take Lukes’ hand in yours and guide it to one of your bare boobs, placing it there for him to feel. His cheeks are super red and he is really embarassed, not really knowing what to do. He eventually starts to move his hand, gripping the other one too as he massages them gently. 

Meanwhile, Calum starts to unbuton your jeans before he pulls them down your legs. You kick them off of your feet and leave them on the floor. 

"Ever wondered what a blowjob feels like?” Calum asks Luke, grinning. Luke eyes widen as he looks between the two of you. Calum motions for Luke to stand up on the floor, next to you on the couch. 

“Are you sure you want this?” You ask as you once again start to palm him on top of his boxers. 

“Yeah, yes.” He says, letting out a low groan. You give him a smile before you quickly pull his underwear down his legs, letting his hard on free. He breathes out when there is no longer anything that is restraining him. 

The instant you place your lips on his dick he lets out a loud moan, throwing his head back. You tease him a little by lightly licking around the top a few times, not really putting any pressure on or relieving any tension. 

“Shit, fuck, do something.” Luke says after a while, not being able to contain himself anymore. He takes a grip of your hair, not pushing or pulling, only holding as you wrap your lips around him and start sucking a bit. 

Calum has pushed your panties aside and are drawing figure eights on your clit meanwhile, sitting on his knees in front of you. You let out a 'hmm’ of pleasure which Luke soon does as well, feeling the vibrations around him. 

“God, this is so embarassing but I’m going to come any seconds if you don’t stop now.” Luke says, voice sounding restrained. Calum taps your leg instantly, letting you know that he isn’t allowed to come just yet. 

You pull away and Luke lets out a breath, knees weak. 

“Will you lie down for me, sweetheart?” Calum says and you happily oblige, lying down on your back. “Spread your legs.” Calum directs after he’s pulled off you last piece of underwear and thrown it to the floor. 

“Let me show you how to eat someone out, my friend.” He says to Luke, giving him a smirk before he turns back to your wet core. 

“You see, most girls don’t like it when you just 'dive in’, if you know what I mean. You gotta take it slow at first, tease 'em a bit.” He explains, giving you a wink. He uses his tongue, licking a stripe up your head before he concentrates on your clit, flicking and pushing and sucking. 

You arch your back and throw you head back out of pleasure, Calum has always been good with his tongue (his mouth in general really).

“Now it’s your turn.” Calum pulls away a moment later, moving to give Luke some space. 

“Uh, I- I have never done this before…” He says, unsure, as he sits kneels down in front of you, raging hard on poking his stomach. 

He is very gentle and uncertain in the beginning, but the sounds you make boosts his conficence and soon he is skillfully working his tongue, gripping your thighs with his huge hands. 

Calum tells him when he thinks both of you have had enough, and he tells Luke to stand up again. 

“Would you like to see us have sex, or do you want fuck her instead?” He asks bluntly, looking at Luke expectantly.

Lukes’ cheeks heat up once again, you grab his dick and start pumping it slowly, trying to get him to not be so nervous. 

“I, er, I- I would like to, you know, maybe- try? If it is okay with you?” He says, biting his lip, wating for your reaction. Luke is a virigin, so you never thought that he would want to do it, not now. So you are surprised when he says that he’d like to try, and you can already feel the butterflies in your stomach. 

Calum grins in response and motions for Luke to take place between your open legs. He gives him a condom out of his back pocket to put on.

“Uhm, are you okay with this?” Luke asks, looking at you. 

“Yes, definitely.” You nod eagerly, already extremely turned on. 

“Okay, here we go then…” He mumbles to himself, placing his dick by your entrance before he starts to push in. It barely hurts at all, not because he isn’t big, he’s rather the opposite, but because you are wet.

“Is this- is this okay?” He chokes out, holding himself up on his elbows on each side of your head. “God, this feels so good.

“Yeah, keep going.” You urge, wanting to feel him fill you up even more. You glance over to see Calum sitting a bit further away, hands down his pants. 

Luke is all the way in and he stops moving. “What do I do now?”

“Just in and out, push your hips together with hers.” Calum explains. Luke does what he says and starts pushing in and pulling out of you, and it feel absolutely amazing. You grab a hold of the hair in his neck and gently tugs him down to meet your lips. 

You’ve never really thought of Luke in a different way than just friends, but seeing him now, sweaty with lust in his eyes while he thrusts into you is possibly one of the hottest things you’ve ever seen. You deepen the kiss, catching his moans in your mouth. 

“You feel so fucking great Y/N.” He says. “Can I go faster?”

“Yes.” Both you and Calum answers at the same time, making him increase the speed and force of his thrusts. 

“Touch her Luke, rub her clit or something.” Calum encourages, knowing exactly what gets you going. Luke does as he says, using his thumb. 

“I’m going to come now, shit, can I come?” He pants, glancing quickly at Calum who gives him a nod. 

“Come on, Y/N, can you come with him?” Calum says, and you let out a moan. “I know you can, show him babe.”

A few more thrusts and you are both reaching your highs, Luke burying his head in your neck as he hugs you tight and spills into the condom. You moan out his name, feeling your walls clenching and unclenching.

“Shit, fuck, baby, up.” Calum hurries over to you, pumping his hard on fast as he leaks precum. You manage to sit up and open your mouth right before he comes on your tongue. He lets out a string of profanities along with your name as you bob your head up and down a few times. 

“That was….wow.” Luke says after a while, after he has catched his breath a bit. 

“Yeah.” You agree, feeling completely exhausted. “It was.”


A/N: I hope you liked it, sorry for any typos… x

I Can't Believe We're Actually Doing This

could you do a Johnnie Guilbert imagine that’s super adorable? Because I’m pretty sure it’d brighten my day , this weeks been bad xx

A/N: Aww. <3 I’m sorry your week has been rough. Just know if you ever need someone to talk to, the ask on my personal is always open.

I only very recently got into Johnnie’s videos, so I don’t know a lot about him, so I don’t think it’s very good… but I hope this at least makes you smile. <3

Also it’s only half the boyfriend tag questions because all the rest are hard to do in an imagine format.

“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this…” Johnnie mumbled under his breath, shaking his head at the camera.

The two of you were sat on your living room sofa, you practically sitting on Johnnie’s lap as he played with your hair.

“Come on!” You pouted, “It’ll be romantic!”

Johnnie rolled his eyes, “Literally every single youtube couple does this! It’s not romantic, it’s cheesy!”

You pushed Johnnie’s shoulder, laughing and pushing him into the couch behind you two. “Hey guys!” You said to the camera; “Johnnie and I are finally doing the boyfriend tag!”

“Noooo…” Johnnie whined.

“Yes,” You chuckled. “It’s happening. Whether you want it to or not.”

“No!” He whined again, chuckling to himself.

You turned back to him, pecking his lips slightly; “The fans wanted to see it, please, can you do it? For me?” You tried to give him the best puppy-dog eyes you could manage.

Johnnie sighed, “You know I can’t say no to that face.”

You grinned at him and gave him a look to say “I win.”

He looked at the camera. “So yes, Y/N and I are finally doing the much-requested boyfriend tag!”

You and Johnnie had been dating for seven months now; and ever since the moment you moved in together, the two of you had been doing videos with each other. Typically they were random, random little vlogs, challenges, covers, all sorts of things… but above all, the most requested video was, of course, the infamous boyfriend tag.

“Okay!” You smiled, kissing his cheek. You shuffled on his lap to get comfortable, “Where did we meet?”

“We met at Warped Tour, actually.”

You nodded, looking back at Johnnie. “Yeah, we met at the youtube booth. I saw you and I was like "omfg it’s Johnnie Guilbert.” and then we started talking and kinda just hit it off instantly.“

Johnnie nodded, "When was our first date?”

“There’s two answers here,” You explained.

“Our first date was a few nights later over Skype; I skyped you when I got back to the hotel and we talked all evening. Our first real date, however, was a month later when I came and visited you. We went to some Italian place, and both of us ordered lasagna. You were wearing a really gorgeous navy blue dress and you did your hair up all nice.”

You smiled to yourself, Johnnie didn’t often show it in videos, but he often remembered little details about your relationship. It was one of things you loved most about him.

“I wanted to impress you!”

He chuckled, “It worked. Because I asked you to be my girlfriend that night.”

You felt the blush form on your cheeks. “And I thought you were crazy, because we lived so far away from each other.”

“But still you said yes…?” Johnnie smiled, kissing you gently.

You pulled away from the kiss, blushing like mad; “What was your first impression of me?”

“Honest to god,” Johnnie paused; “I thought you were the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. I still think that.”

This is why you liked doing cheesy videos with him, because he was one of the most romantic guys on this entire planet.

“Aww,” You kissed him, “And I thought you were the most handsome, funny, incredible boy I’ve ever known.”

Johnnie chuckled, moving on to the next question; “When did you meet my family?” He turned back to you. “I met your family when I first visited you. You invited them over for dinner.”

You nodded, rubbing your fingers along his back. “And I met yours about a week or so after we moved in together.”

Johnnie smiled to himself, “I kept telling them about this amazing girl I was in love with and they really wanted to meet you.”

“Weird habit of each other?” You asked the next question.

Johnnie laughed, he had an interesting habit.

“Johnnie likes to get naked; a lot.”

There was a blush on Johnnie’s cheeks now too, “I just know I have a beautiful body; and it needs to be seen by the world.” He grabbed your hand, “You, my dear, swear like crazy.”

“I do not!” You protested.

“Yeah, you do. As soon as this camera’s off, you’re swearing like a sailor.”

You rolled your eyes at him, “How long have we been together?”

Johnnie shuffled from underneath you, squeezing your hand while he answered. “Eight months in a week,”

You smiled at him and squeezed his hand back. “Yep.”

“Do we have any traditions with each other?” He questioned.

You thought about your answer for a moment, there were a few answers you could give, but you decided to give only your favorite, “Once a week; when it gets dark out, we got outside and look at the stars while listening to music. You’ll always hold my hand and tell me how beautiful I am, sometimes we’ll even slow dance under the stars.”

Johnnie glanced at you, giving you a look of pure love. “That’s always a highlight of my week.” He kissed your forehead.

“What’s an animal that resembles one another?” You asked, scanning Johnnie from head to toe. “I’d say you’re like a little monkey. Crazy, playful and cute.”

Johnnie laughed at that, “I guess we’re both monkeys then,” He hugged you from behind.

“I guess so,” You laughed back. “What was our first roadtrip?”

“We’re planning to go to Mexico together.” Johnnie responded.

“First thing you noticed about me?” You asked next. “For me, it was your hair.”

“I didn’t just notice one thing when I met you,” He paused. “I noticed everything at once; and then it was like, "Holy shit, this is the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met. I need to get her number.”

“Aww,” You pecked his lips again.

“What pisses me off?” Johnnie asked.

“It really makes us both mad when people are assholes to each other for no reason.”

Johnnie nodded, playing with your fingers while holding your hand; “I just don’t believe in intolerance. People should just be nice to one another.”

You nodded, “Completely agree.”

“Favorite physical feature about each other?”

You thought for a moment, “Either your lip piercing or your hair.”

“What can I say?” Johnnie smirked. “I’m a beautiful bitch.”

You laughed, “As for you,” He continued. “I think my favorite feature is your beautiful smile…”

“What are 3 things I am good at?” You asked him. “You answer first.”

“You’re good at…” He had to think about what to say. There were so many things you were good at. “I can’t pick just three… goddammit…”

“Same, there’s lots of things you’re good at.”

“Should we just move on?”

You nodded in response.

“What do we argue about the most?” He asked.

“Usually stupid little things that make no sense to argue about.”

Johnnie nodded, “Pretty much.” He laughed, reading the next question; “Do I have PMS?”

You nodded towards the camera, “Johnnie has bad PMS. He’s just constantly bitching about everything.”

Johnnie gave you a playful shove, causing you to laugh. “That’s not true! Tell them that’s not true!”

You laughed back at him, “No, I’m just kidding. He’s a sweetheart.”

“Who wears the pants in the relationship?” Johnnie read out. “Uh…” He chuckled. “I don’t think either of us do.”

“I’d agree with you there,” You nodded. “I think we have a very laidback relationship. No one’s really in control.”

“Do I have any weird obsessions?” Johnnie moved on. He gave you a little look, “Obsessions, no. Fetishes, yes.”

You laughed, “Let’s just skip past this question.” You read the final one, “Do we have any nicknames for each other?”

Johnnie wrapped his arms around your head in a headlock, smirking to himself. “You don’t really call me anything. But sometimes I like to call you my little baby bear.”

“Still the cutest nickname I’ve ever been called,” You paused. “And that was the boyfriend tag!” You smiled, trapped in Johnnie’s headlock. “That wasn’t that bad, was it?” You looked up at him.

“No,” He smiled back. “It was worse.”

You giggled to yourself and kissed him, “You lying little shit; I love you so much,”

He chuckled back, kissing you in response. “And I you,”

Smoke & Mirrors- J-Hope(Smut)

Originally posted by hoesoks

//J-Hope, an empty studio, and lots of mirrors//

//Who knew being sweaty could feel so sweet?//

A/N: I’m back bitches, did you miss me? Much love and enjoy the smut!

You never ever ever thought Jung Hoseok would’ve been the one to walk through the studio door as you bent over, shaking your ass to the music and humming as you touched your toes agily.

“Just stretching,” You called to your instructor, turning to flash a smile to find not your thin, girl instructor, but a buff male dancer leaning against the doorframe, watching you with a measured gaze. “Oh.” You stand and turn. “Hello there Hobi, come to enjoy the show?”

He hums lowly, the tension building in the space between you two as it had been for months. Heated stares in the halls, smart comments in the elevator, wet dreams that always ended you in a moaning mess on your bed, wishing Hoseok’s fingers could replace your own.

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