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Blindfolded, Bound and Gagged (Dylan O’Brien smut)

Summary: Dylan teaches you a lesson


Warnings: there’s a lot of things I should flag lmao…bondage, blindfolds, gags, overstimulation, vibrators, BDSM, orgasm denial, dirty talk, sir kink, dom!Dyl. Long story short, THIS IS ABSOLUTE FILTH. 

A/N: You’re lying if you say this isn’t your wet dream.

Originally posted by hothothotgg

Everything was on fire.

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Kitty Tutorial

Since daily life is full of boooring moments that need to be liven up, I have brought this to you…

So, get your art supply and let’s beggin! (ノ^ヮ^)ノ*:・゚✧

First, draw some brackets like in the picture above..

Then add the eyes and a mouth~

After that, draw the ears and close the head..

Oh! And don’t forget the whiskers!! (=^-ω-^=)

Now let’s draw some kind of triangle-shape body for our cat pls,don’t mind the ink excess of my pen ´ v `;;

Add some legs, the tail and… Tadaa! You have finished your little cat O(≧∇≦)O

Feel free to decorate it as you like~

And play with shapes and lines for getting interesting results d(=^・ω・^=)b They will look puntastic in your notes!

Have fun drawing kittens everywhere (。’▽’。)♡

anonymous asked:


azkekdhsqjdqsd thank you, I’m happy you like it !!! (ahh they are such messy studies ^^’ ) Here have this one also~~

i'm sorry, but i need to say this

girl meets world’s writing became so trashy. season one and part of season two’s storylines were great, but after that, it seriously went down hill. i mean…

riley matthews : she was such an adorable cinnamon roll in season one and two, but when season three came around, she acted incredibly rude and her silliness was turned into stupidity so fast that i had to stop watching. the way she acted towards maya, in the last season, was horrible, and it made me so mad because their friendship’s wonderful, but riley’s attitude just felt so off putting. not to mention that her character had the potential to carry a great
depression storyline on her back. i mean, her grades started to drop, her smiles seemed fake, and her parents grew less interested in her and more interested in her best friend, and i’m sure that that made her feel sort of unwanted. mj tried to show that being optimistic doesn’t always mean playing dumb, but he failed with that in the last season.

maya hart : to start off, i hated the whole, “maya doesn’t have a dad so her life is horrible” storyline. in the show, andi mack, andi’s dad disappears for a while, but andi doesn’t become pessimist about everything. she has a mom to take care of her, and so did maya, but mj totally disregarded that. he just had to have shawn come in and save the day, completely disregarding the forced white trash that is katy x shawn. maya does/did not need a father to make her happy and i hate that the writers wrote any differently. she had her mom, she had riley, and she had the matthews! i understand that her father leaving might’ve made her lose hope in some ways, but not in ways that made her fail classes and ways that made it hard for her to keep a relationship. speaking of which, maya hart had the most potential, i have ever seen on disney, to have a questioning sexuality storyline. i mean, she literally uttered the words, “i need to know who i am before i know what i like.” her long game with josh started to clear up as a “questioning lesbian” storyline, the longer it lasted. she made a deal with an older guy, saying that if both of them were single in four years, they would date each other. just please think about it for a second. just— a girl who could easily say, “no thanks, i have a boyfriend” to any guy who hit on her, while still single and still contemplating the idea of being in a real relationship with a guy in four years, so she can figure out whether or not she actually wants to date him. maya hart is gay. don’t @ me.

lucas friar : seriously, all i know about this boy is that his name’s lucas friar. we don’t call him “bread” for nothing! where the fuck did his storyline go? the four lucas-centric episodes didn’t even really involve him that much, they mostly just had riley complaining about how she didn’t know lucas as well as she thought she did. i was really hoping that they would give him the potential to let kids with anger issues know that they aren’t abnormal, and that they can be a good person, but mj sent that down the drain with every other great storyline that gmw missed out on. on to another one!

farkle minkus : please oh please let this baby breathe! mj, why did you do this to such an amazing smol bean?! why did you make him such an asshole?! why?! what was with his attitude in girl meets highschool? what was that? what happened to riley and farkle always being on the same team? what happened to farkle never leaving riley & maya sides? how could such an innocent lil cinnamon roll side with l*cas? how could he side with l*cas after the boy treated riley like crap?! what was that scene?! oh my god micheal jacobs! and did you seriously show judaism as a bad thing?! being jewish is not bad whatsoever, so why the hell would you make farkle so insecure about his religion like that?! the sad part is, i’m seriously asking, because we got zero depth into his religion. they talked about it…twice and then never brought it up again?! i actually had to ask my friend what happened because i was so confused. i shouldn’t have to have his religion spelled out for me! + the only way i found out besides my friend telling me, was when riley gave him a menorah for christmas. i was still really confused, because the culture week episode, where he apparently found out he was jewish, never said anything about that! ugh, micheal jacobs, i don’t care, he can be ashamed, but just tell me why!!

isadora smackle : i seriously needed me some more izzy! why was there a lack of her character? seriously! she had some of the best lines and best acting! why wasn’t she in more episodes? she deserved some centered around her! i think we got one and that episode was mostly focused on farkle’s possibility of autism. speaking of that, i really wished that smackle was written an autism storyline, instead of dunking that into the trash to use it as a humor category. i seriously wanted some debates from her about feminism and equality since she was on the debate team! to sum up: she deserved so much better! nice job for striking out again, writers!

zay babineaux : we just needed more of him because he was a blessing to everyone!

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  • Emma: Oh hey, Isak!
  • Isak: Fucking sprinting

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     three hundred followers ?????  hello ????  what brings you all here,  oh my gosh ???  goodness gracious,  writing magnus has been such a wonderful creative outlet for me.  i’ve made so many friends and writing partners,  even in between my 200 follower celebration post  &  this one,  and i am truly lucky to have so many amazing people on my dash.  i never thought i would ever feel so strongly about a character until magnus bane came into my life,  and now,  i can’t imagine not writing for him.  i know that both my muse and i can tend to be a little dramatic at times,  and i’m so thankful that so many people like my portrayal,  character studies,  and memes enough to keep on following me.  now !!!!  because i’m lame,  this is going to be a follow forever  AND  a giveaway,  so you can find more info  +   a small list of some babes who i absolutely adore beneath the cut !!!!

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daydreaminglikeabadass  asked:

bokuaka + onions?

The pot was on the stove filled with the just the right amount of water. Koutarou stood and stared at it, listening to the disjointed rhythm of Keiji chopping onions for the first time. He considered testing whether a watch-pot really would never boil. However, when the sound of heavy sniffling joined the chopping sound, he was forced to abandon his watch. He turned to Keiji with a big grin on his face. 

“Onions getting to ya’ a bit?” he teased. 

Keiji sniffed again, ceasing the chopping, and turned to glare at him with watery eyes. “This is awful.”

“Oh it’s not that bad!” Koutarou walked closer to lean against the counter. “My mom had me chopping onions when I was, like, ten!” 

“Good for you,” Keiji grumbled, continuing with his chopping. 

“Poooooor Keeeeeiiiijiiiiiii,” Koutarou crooned, “being made to chop onions all by himself.”

Keiji ignored him, only sniffing loudly. 

Koutarou chuckled to himself. He was just about to get to peeling potatoes when Keiji slammed the knife down on the counter with a distressed whine. 

“That’s it!” he shouted, stepping away from the counter. “I can’t see anymore! I’m done!” 

“Oh, come on–” Koutarou started, but stopped when he saw Keiji’s face; his eyes were red and watering profusely while snot dripped from his nose. “Oh shit. You’re really reacting strongly, huh?”

“Yes,apparently,” Keiji grit out. He sniffed again. “Why do we as humans insist on messing with this plant that so clearly does not want to be eaten?” 

And Koutarou would have answered that it was because onions were the base flavour for nearly every recipe ever, if Keiji hadn’t brought his hands up to wipe his eyes.

“Wait, don’t!”

But it was too late. 

Koutarou had never heard Keiji swear like that in his life. 

After a brief moment of shock over the profanities spilling from his boyfriend’s mouth Koutarou sprung into action:

“Okay, baby, come on.” He grabbed Keiji by the shoulders and steered him over to the sink. He turned it on and made sure the water was cool. “Duck under here- there ya go- and blink really fast.” 

Keiji did as he was told with Koutarou holding his hair back from his face. After a minute or two, Koutarou turned off the tap and grabbed a towel. 

“There,” he said, drying Keiji’s face to reveal his disgruntled expression, “does that feel better?” 

“Mh.” Keiji only pouted.

Once he knew that Keiji was okay, sulking aside, Koutarou burst out laughing. 

“K-Keiji, I thought you were supposed to be the smart one!” 

Keiji glowered. Koutarou kept going. 

“Remind me not to let you handle any hot peppers in the future.” He wrapped his arms around Keiji and kissed his cheek. “Only safe, non-threatening vegetables for you from now on.” 

“Alright, yes.” Keiji squirmed out of Koutarou’s arms. “I’m an idiot. It’s very funny.” 

Koutarou bit his lip to try and hold in more laughter. Once he got himself under control, he asked, “Would you like to peel potatoes instead?” 

Keiji stared at him for a moment before he mumbled a “Yes.” 

“Okay!” Koutarou chirped. “Just be careful ‘cause the peeler is pretty sharp.”

That earned him a smack to the head.

Holy  heck,  my  heart  is  so  blessed  by  each  and  every  one  of  you!!   I’ve  only  just  remade  and  the  outpouring  of  love  has  been  absolutely  astounding.  Thank  you  all  for  sticking  it  out  with  me.   Rey  and  I  are  fast  approaching  our  two  year  anniversary  together  and  you  guys  have  made  every  single  second  worthwhile.  I’ve  made  incredible  friends  here,  friends  that  have  shaped  me  as  a  person  as  well  as  a  writer  &  creator.  I  love  you  all  so  very  much  and  look  forward  to  all  of  the  wonderful  stories  we’ll  tell  together  in  the  future !!  


            I  really  want  to  give  back  to  you  guys,  and  now  that  I  have  a  job  I’m  able  to  do  that !!


This  giveaway  ends  November  12th  at  5PM  PST.    I  will  require  a  shipping  address  and  will  pop  into  the  IM’s  of  the  winners  shortly  after  the  time  stated  above  to  attain  them.   Also  I  would  like  to  apologize  in  advance  to  those  that  live  outside  the  states,  I  can’t  afford  the  cost  of  shipping  overseas  yet.

PRIZES :    

  • 1ST. PLACE ┊  A S.tar W.ars F.unko Pop figure,  a bunch of Christmas goodies, & a letter from myself & from Rey.   
  • 2ND  &   3RD  PLACE ┊ A bunch of Christmas goodies and a letter from myself & from Rey.

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anonymous asked:

AU,,, because Damian knows how to keep his image, being in the public eye of Bruce Wayne's son, he involuntarily dusts Jon's clothes off or takes leaves or dirt out of his hair after one of their many shenanigans

haha is this how they fall in love? Is this their origin story? Damian does this out of habit for image, thinking nothing of it, but JON THINKS IT’S THE MOST INTIMATE THING IN THE WORLD. He blushes every time, for YEARS. 

And because Damian is surrounded by people who are immaculately dressed always, it appears Damian only does this for Jon, so is it a sign? Is he reading into this wrong? But then even if he is, he finds himself crushing on Damian for 400 other reasons anyway? 

Jon totally doesn’t make a move until he himself is 16 or so, when Damian does it but catches the blush and asks him if he’s feeling ill or something. And then Jon decides it’s now or never so gently takes Damian’s hand, but leans in and kisses him, and then is so FLUSTERED JUST RUNS and can’t bring himself to look or speak or ANYTHING to Damian for like. Two weeks.

And then Damian breaks into his house (with Lois and Clark’s permission) and demands and explanation and then also surprise-kisses, and might try to run away but Jon is TOO FAST and has wanted nothing more than to just hold Damian in his arms for YEARS and now he GETS TO and it turns into a first date of couch-cuddling, ice cream and bad movies, the end. 

anonymous asked:

Let's suspend disbelief for a second and assume that someone like Dante from DMC can swing a greatsword as big as a human being around like it's made of tissue paper. How strong would that person need to be or what would be the advantage of using such a heavy and huge sword? Dante is very fast with it so I'm guessing its weight wouldn't be an issue. Dante also uses other weapons in the games, would he be more effective with another weapon? Sorry, I've just always wondered about that.

Granted, I’ve never played any of the Devil May Cry series. Actually, the only Capcom series I’ve got any history with is RE (and I guess Dragon’s Dogma now). That said, I’m pretty sure Dante is a half-demon, and as a result, comically strong. It’s also probably the justification for his utter disregard for the laws of physics.

Being able to toss your opponent 20 feet, or chuck a midtown bus at your foes isn’t a function of strength. That factors in, but the real problem is physics. It doesn’t really matter how strong you are, you can’t swing something that has more mass than you. At least, not the way you’d usually think of swinging a weapon. You could get into some kind of mutual dance of flying murder steel, but that’s not the same thing. This apparently isn’t an issue for Dante, because he has some supernatural control over inertia, gravity, mass manipulation, or something. Which, he’s a half demon, if that’s part of his power-set, fine, I can dig it.


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anonymous asked:

Hi! I just wanna say that you're my favorite writer here. I don't usually do this but i feel the need to tell you. Hope you have a nice day! Oh, and i finished reading all the muse questions and it was so shakhklajdopwjdenk. Just imagine Y/N was on the track team and she's currently on a race and RA!Jungkook is at the finish line and she saw him so she just ran like really fast into his arms and it's just like their first meeting. I'M SORRY I JUST HAD TOO!!! STRONG POWER THANK YOU <3333333333333

to say jungkook had been supportive ever since you made the track team, would be an understatement.

to say jungkook had been subtle in the way he shows his affections… would be a diss to blind people.

it was no surprise when you made it into the team since the first day of tryouts. hard work and talent embedded in your technique and the way you move was enough to put your name down to the official list for the upcoming competition.

so as the days went by, meeting jungkook became a regular thing. he did everything in his power to make sure your practices were fulfilled. he unlocked all his tips and tricks on his sleeve, dropping them into yours where your hearts align. the more time jungkook spends with you the more he realizes he wants more time.

when d-day came, jungkook wasn’t there when you start… because he was at the finishing line with a smile you know directly lines for you in your line of sight. he does a hand gesture, something hidden between the pair of you during day in and day out of being together on the field, the message of i believe in you crosses through your brain in his voice. getting into position, the blaring horns sound and the world is all in a blur.

but jungkook sees things in slow motion, he sees you in the sea of people. he can’t even think of anything as you run, passing not one, two, four and he stops counting then. because there’s a timer in his mind that’s ticking with yours. that drastically reaches zero the same time you cross the finishing line and… into his arms. he falls back to the ground but lessens your impact when he expects it from the moment he sees your gummy grin coming closer and closer until it blinds him from the warmth within.

he feels your excitement, unwilling to die down and he relishes in it when you put your arms around him and squeeze him tight.

“i did it! i did it, jeon!”

jungkook can only smile when a crowd of people huddles around the first ever freshie who won on her first race, when he’s only focused at how mesmerising you are before his very eyes. perspiring and sweaty, drenched with passion and happiness - jungkook swears you’re the most beautiful you’ve ever been.

“you did it, y/n.”

and you won more than just a race.

        the amazon’s face contorts as she sips on the liquid in her cup. “eugh — what is this?” 

  • Dia: Uuuuuugh
  • Dia: (Why did I yell at her?! I'm the worst!!)
  • Dia: (Taking my frustrations out on others... I thought I was better than this)
  • Hanamaru: Um. Hello?
  • Hanamaru: O-oh, it's okay, I know you didn't mean it
  • Hanamaru:
  • Hanamaru: But, umm...
  • Dia: Y-yeah...?
  • Hanamaru: Wh-when you raised your voice at me, I... m-my heart started beating really fast and I...
  • Hanamaru: I thought... you were really beautiful and cool and...
  • Hanamaru: C-could you yell at me again...?
  • Dia:
  • Dia: D-do you really think I have time for such nonsense?!
  • Hanamaru, blushing: Hehe~
  • Dia: (Uh oh, this is kinda fun...)

anonymous asked:

Claire and Quil don't bother me as much as Jake and Renesmee because it's basically screamed at everyone that Jake and Renesmee end up being a couple and are together. Quil and Claire is different, they could grow together differently and have more of a siblings relationship because we don't get as much insight for their relationship, where as Jake is always looking at Renesmee with love that should NOT be felt towards a child.

You know what you’re right about foot man, he’s not as bad. BUT JACOB


The end of BD2 also really pissed me off because the director literally made it so Alice’s vision told everyone ‘yeah Jacob is gonna fuck this kid in maybe six years’ SINCE SHE REACHES MATURITY AT SEVEN YEARS OLD.

-Admin Ziggy

We Can Never Be Together [Thomas Hunt x MC]

As she started undoing his tie, he grabbed her hands. “Stop… w-we can’t do this.” Thomas sighed as he pulled back. Her hands fell to her side.

“What do you mean "we can’t do this”? We’ve been doing this for months now.“ She said, crossing her arms defensively.

He took a step back and ran his hand through his hair. "W-well we can’t anymore, okay?!” He didn’t mean to raise his voice, he immediately regretted it.

“B-but why, Thomas?” She tried to sound strong but her voice broke as she said his name.

“We just can’t,” he turned around, not being able to lie to her face. “We could never actually be together. Both our careers are on the line.”

“I already told you, I don’t care about that.”

“Well I do!” He didn’t, but then again he did. He only cared about her career tho, he had given up his a long time ago.


“What?” He turned around, shocked.

She jumped off his desk, straightening her shirt and patting down her hair. “I said, fine. I get it, even I know when to stop pushing. I did what I could, but if you just keep pushing me away then, fine.”

Giving him one final kiss, she walks out of his office, and life.


Thomas wakes up gasping, body covered in sweat. ‘It was just a dream, but it felt so real. No, no. It was just a dream.’ he tells himself. He takes a look at his alarm clock, '02:26’ it reads. Looking around the room, he sees his collection of pictures with friends on his dresser. He’s at home, that’s good. As he turns over in bed, his heart stops. Her side of the bed is empty, unslept. 'So it was not a dream..?’ the voice in his head speaks.

Broken-hearted he wills himself to go back to sleep.


Going back to sleep turned out to be a bad idea.

An hour later he woke up in cold sweat once again. Breathing heavily, he leaned on his right elbow to grab the bottle of water on his nightstand. Halfway through chugging the bottle, the light on his left nightstand turned on.

Thomas whipped his head around as he choked on water.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” He felt a reassuring hand rub his back. He stares at the face belonging to the hand with wide eyes.

“W-wha-h-how did y-you get here?” He stammers.

“What do you mean? I live here, remember?” She chuckled softly. Still staring at her in panic, she asked him again, “What’s wrong Thomas?”

“I-uh had a bad dream.” He admits red-faced.

Settling back into her pillow, she softly asked him, “Do you want to tell me about it?” As she opened her arms, silently telling him to lay back down.

Not getting the hint, he keeps staring ahead as he starts rambling, “Y-you were gone and then I-I woke up and you were r-really gone and I-” He got cut short when she pulled him in for a hug.

“I’m sorry babe, I had a long day on set, I would’ve texted you but I figured you were asleep and I didn’t wanna wake you up. I’m so sorry.” She hastily apologized.

He didn’t say anything, he just threw himself at her.

“Shh, it’s okay, I’m here now.” She whispered as she ran her left hand up and down his back soothing, and her right hand through his hair. “And I would never leave you.”

“I love you.” He slurred.

She looked down at him, now fast asleep and chuckled, “I love you too Thomas.”


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