i tried and it looks like shit never mind

Okay??? But??? Beauty and the Beast???

I just got done watching Beauty and the Beast, the new remake, with @icarus-will-rise and… wow… I think there were times I cut off the circulation in his hand I loved it so much

Let’s start at the beginning, shall we?
As usual, spoilers. This will be tagged as such tho.

• THE. CHOREOGRAPHY. AT. THE. BEGINNING. As a dancer, this was what made me instantly love the movie, like IT’S HISTORICALLY ACCURATE AND BEAUTIFUL AND??? WHY??? I LOVE IT SO MUCH
• C O S T U M I N G. I especially loved at the end that some of the servants still had face paint on their faces, like “oh yeah, that’s still there, it’s not like they’ve magically had their human faces cleaned while they’re not human or anything”
• speaking of the end, “Turn back into a clock. TURN BACK INTO A CLOCK.”
• and when the piano turned back he had no teeth? I approve
• also speaking of the end, HOT DAMN, Dan Stevens’ growl when Emma Watson asks him to grow a beard… like… damn… even @icarus-will-rise agrees that was hawt
• THE TRANSITIONS FROM THE HUMANIZED OBJECTS INTO NORMAL OBJECTS MADE ME CRY. Cogsworth not being able to talk, Mrs. Potts’ face disappearing, Chip’s dish shattering (I GOT SO SCARED), Lumiere and Plumette, the dog with his legs up, just, AH
• Okay, unpopular opinion here, I didn’t love the songs all THAT much. The originals are better. Emma and Dan definitely did a great job recreating the songs and all, but I think we can all agree the original “Beauty and the Beast” by Angela Lansbury smashes the new one to pieces, right?
• However, on that note, the new songs were pretty good and fit right into the soundtrack in everything from background music to lyrics. Evermore was good, but the one in the movie was def better than the credits one, I mean, come ON, guys.
• Okay, back to the movie–
• LeFou.
• L E F O U.
• Props to the casting director for ALL of his/her choices (Emma Watson could not have made a better Belle if she spent DECADES preparing for this role), but OH MY GOD JOSH GAD AS LEFOU.
• I don’t know WHO saw Olaf in Frozen and went, “This snowman would make a great gay sidekick for Gaston”, but whoever did, I love them.
• Speaking of LeFou, he went through some GREAT character development. From being completely obsessed with Gaston at the beginning (telling the Bimbettes they didn’t have a chance, talking to an imaginary Gaston in the mirror, calming Gaston down with thoughts of the war <which was HILARIOUS btw>, winking during “Gaston”) to actually having a backbone after they tie Maurice up in the woods (you can see him begin to shift his alignment, and lose his love for Gaston, there) to finally being like “yeah, screw this, Gaston wouldn’t save me from a falling talking piano with key teeth missiles, I'mma help the talking teapot spraying my fellow villagers instead”. I LOVED LeFou.
• You know who else loved LeFou? THE DRAG QUEEN. I know he’s either Tom, Dick, or Stanley, and @icarus-will-rise and I think it would be pretty ironic if he was Dick. I’ll have to check when it comes out on DVD since I wasn’t really paying attention, and by GOD I loved that little hint that they ended up together during the dance at the end.
• Anyway, back to the plot
• Those wolves were TERRIFYING
• Also, I don’t know about you guys, but instantly when I saw the beggar lady I was like “she’s gonna be important”. It was when she rescued Maurice I knew she was the enchantress in disguise, don’t ask me how, I just knew. They wouldn’t put a character in there randomly unless she was essential to the storyline, so I guess that’s why I guessed that.
• …did I mention LeFou was by far my favorite?
• But Emma Watson came in as a close second. By GOD, she was a great Belle. Her reaction to that library was tbh exactly how I would’ve reacted.
• Like I said, casting was spot-on amazing.
• You could FEEL the angst radiating off of Beast.
• Maurice was great, not as kooky as the original but I like him better as a sad artist.
• ^By the way, Belle’s parents’ backstory had me in tears. The plague representation was so accurate and answered SO many questions of mine.
• Also, Gaston was really good
• He actually tried to woo Belle a little instead of being like “I’m so great, you should totally marry me just for my looks and charm and hunting skills and my luxurious hair”
• He gave her flowers, sorta kinda pretended to be interested in her books, and seemed genuinely interested in saving her when the townsfolk were being mean so at the beginning I was sorta like “gee, why’s Belle being so rude and shit”, which was the only reason I didn’t like the change in Gaston’s behavior
• Then he started being a dick to her dad and I was like “whoops never mind”
• Umm,,, the fight against the villagers was really great?? Mrs. Potts seeing her husband (who was the citizen with the most sense, let’s be honest here) and falling from the chandelier, the boiling tea, THE DRAG QUEENS, Chip being a badass smol, Lumiere’s fireworks display, Plumette dusting people’s faces and the piano being heroic by trying to cover the door? It was A+
• Also “GRANDMOTHER?!?!?1?????!!??!!”
• Le Fou… the gay is strong with this one…
• Basically, I loved Beauty and the Beast’s live action remake, 10/10 would watch again.

• My only problem is her dress, really. My only GIANT problem, that is.
• They didn’t include the dog in “Beauty and the Beast” (the song), but fine, I’ll forgive that
• My major problem is that dress
• Okay, fine, it’s got the appliqués, but WHERE IS THE NECKLINE
• We demand the truth
• (Side note: what is it with Emma Watson’s dresses being inaccurate in movies because this is now the second one???)

take this burden - part 29

[ pockets full of no - coast modern ]


Jian Yi’s phone chimed.

‘I’m going to go assure the new bouncer that Zhengxi isn’t here on a bust. I’ll be right back.’

Mo Guan Shan and Janie nodded.

‘Thank god he won’t be finding the opium den in the back, right?’ Mo Guan Shan joked.

‘No opiates, but they’d probably be pissed about Julio’s stash.’

‘Of opium?’ He asked in surprise.

She laughed.

‘No opium. He mostly just deals weed and hallucinogens in the back.’

‘I…can’t tell if you’re joking.’

‘Not at all.’ She assured him.

‘He’s one of the only reasons we keep this place running.’

‘You have an onsite drug dealer?’

She smiled, pouring two more drinks.

‘How long have you been here?’

‘In Las Vegas?’ He asked.

‘Yes. In Las Vegas.’

‘Oh…a little over two months.’

‘You’ve been here for two months and we haven’t met you?!’ She demanded.

‘I just met He Tian on Monday.’

She handed out the drinks she’d been making and stood in front of him again.

‘You MET him on Monday?’


‘Like…last Monday?’


‘Seven days ago?’


She studied him intently.

‘All jokes aside, how the fuck did you…’ She gestured in the direction He Tian had left, at a loss.

‘I honestly don’t know. It’s only just setting in how weird it apparently is.’

‘Even with-’

‘Even with Jian Yi and Zhengxi, yeah.’ He finished for her.

She furrowed her brow, turning away to take orders, continuing the conversation immediately when she came back.

‘Did you guys meet on a dating site or something?’

Mo Guan Shan laughed.

‘No, he just stumbled upon me.’

‘That’s crazy.’

He understood her confusion it seemed pretty normal at this point, but it was starting to get to him.

Mo Guan Shan wasn’t necessarily an insecure person, but…damn.

‘Am I not good enough for him, or something?’ He asked, trying to keep any bitterness out of his tone.’

She paled.

‘No, no, no that is NOT what I meant! I didn’t mean to-’

He held a hand up to silence her.

‘It’s ok, I’m just trying to figure it out.’

‘I mean…I can tell you if you actually want to hear it.’

‘I do.’

Did he?

‘I don’t want you to stop liking him or anything…’

‘Don’t worry about that.’

She nodded, taking few more orders before pulling her own stool up behind the bar.

‘Alright. Well, I was one of the first people he hired. I’ve been here since it opened and I, like everyone, totally fell for him. I mean, he’s smart and funny, and one of the most attractive people I’ve ever seen…’

Mo Guan Shan nodded.

All true.

‘Please keep in mind that I was barely 21 at this point and thought I was just the shit.’

Mo Guan Shan smiled.

She looked away.

‘So I…tried to get with him.’


‘He didn’t go for it. Turned me down immediately and never brought it up again.’

Mo Guan Shan nodded, encouraging her to continue.

‘Well, I was pretty insecure at the time from a few weird situations and assumed…’ She trailed off.

‘Assumed…’ Mo Guan Shan prompted.

‘I assumed he wasn’t into black girls. I know now that it was a ridiculous conclusion and I really hurt his feelings when I accused him.’

‘Alright, so he wasn’t into the girls he hired?’ Mo Guan Shan asked.

‘Nope. He’s always been a perfect gentleman with his employees. So, for awhile, we all assumed he was just a really nice guy.’

‘Maybe he just wanted his relationships to be private?’ Mo Guan Shan suggested, already knowing that wasn’t the case.

‘I don’t know, man. He’s here LITERALLY all the time. There was no way he could find time to keep up a healthy relationship.’

‘So, you realized you were wrong? About the gentleman part?’

The nodded, looking around to make sure no one was listening in.

‘Yeah. When business started to pick up, he went home with someone new on a regular basis. Mostly men but a there were some women in there too. It wasn’t a big deal, it’s not like he’s the only one that does it.’

‘I’m not seeing your point here.’

‘My point is, it’s odd to know someone for years and never see them even go home with the same person twice. So, you can imagine how odd it seems.’

Mo Guan Shan found he had no response to that.

She continued.

‘These last few days are the longest He’s ever been gone. A few of us honestly thought something awful had happened. Jian Yi had to come in and set the record straight.’

‘What did Jian Yi say?’

‘That he was on vacation. Which sounded like total bullshit.’


She regarded him skeptically.

‘God, you really did just meet him. He’s not really the VACATION type. He won’t even take two days off in a row. He gives us all the holidays off and handles everything alone. It’s insane.’


‘Yeah. So, since Monday, he’s only been here a few times and was clearly itching to leave. And then he up and leaves for several days. And then comes back with some mystery man. Tell me that’s wouldn’t surprise you.’

‘You’re right, I’m sure it would.’ Mo Guan Shan agreed.

‘Has he been with you the whole time?’ Janie asked.

Mo Guan Shan thought about that for a moment.

‘With the exception of a few hours here and there, yeah.’

Her expression was difficult to read.

‘Are you an asshole?’ She asked seriously.

‘Not… to my knowledge. Why?’

‘Because I don’t know how to give the if-you-hurt-him speech.’

Mo Guan Shan smiled.

‘Consider it given.’

They regarded each other in silence.

She turned away to take a few more orders.

He finished his drink.

She brought him a beer.

‘What happened to Jian Yi?’ He asked.

She nodded to his right.

Jian Yi was leaning against the wall a few feet away from the door.

Zhengxi propped himself up with a hand next to Jian Yi’s head.

The pose would normally be construed as intimate, but Zhengxi’s uniform made it look vaguely threatening.

People were watching them uncomfortably.

Honestly, it was hilarious.

Mo Guan Shan pulled his phone from his pocket, typing out a quick text.

Seconds later, Jian Yi pulled his from his pocket and began to laugh, holding the phone for Zhengxi to see.

They both looked to Mo Guan Shan.

Zhengxi took Jian Yi in his arms, kissing him passionately.

The audience they’d gathered applauded.

Jian Yi bowed.

Zhengxi laughed, embarrassed but ever indulgent.

‘Are you going to be working here?’ Janie asked suddenly.

‘I think so, yeah.’

‘What are you going to be doing?’

‘I’m not sure.’

‘Come be a bartender!’ She suggested excitedly.

‘I tried that once. It did not go well.’

‘Well that’s because you weren’t trained by me.’

He hesitated.

‘I actually have no idea what he has planned for me.’

‘If you have a choice, promise you’ll come bartend with me.’

‘Why would you even want me to?’ He asked, honestly baffled.

‘Oh, let’s see…’ she began sarcastically.

‘So far, you seem have a great attitude, fantastic sense of humor, and you’re absolutely gorgeous…’

‘All good points.’ Came a voice from behind him.

‘He Tian! Please tell me he’s going to be a bartender! Look at all the trouble he’s already caused. He’s perfect!’

He Tian laughed.

‘While his penchant to start trouble becomes him, I have a few positions he can choose from-’

‘And one of them is bartender?!’ She demanded.

‘Yes, Jane. One of them is bartender. Get back to work.’

She saluted him, turning back to her customers.

He Tian led him to a small office in the back of the bar.

He Tian sat behind the desk.

Mo Guan Shan sat in one of the uncomfortable chairs across from him.

He Tian sorted through one of the many stacks of paper.

‘I am just now remembering that I don’t have your resume or any paperwork for you and this is completely pointless.’

‘Oh…I can pull my resume up online if you want, but none of my past jobs are remotely related.’

‘We can pretend you did that.’

‘I can give you some references…’

‘We can pretend you did that also.’

Mo Guan Shan nodded.

‘That works for me.’

‘Alright, what I need is…I don’t want to call it… I haven’t been actively trying to hire anyone because…’


‘I need an assistant. Not like someone to bring me coffee, just someone that can talk to my employees without making them cry. Try as I might, that is not my strong suit and everyone that works here is either an asshole or crazy.’

‘Why me?’

‘Well, everyone I’ve introduced you to seems to adore you right off the bat and, so far, you’re only outwardly cruel to me.’

‘You’re not going to say I’m not crazy.’

‘No. I’m pretty sure you’re out of your mind.’

‘That’s fair. So what does the position entail?’

‘Mostly just helping me keep track of paperwork and bills, reminding me to do things I promised to do, talking to people for me. Stuff like that. Technically it’s filed under ‘manager’ so you’d be getting a manager’s pay as well as benefits after a month.’

‘I’ll take it.’ Mo Guan Shan told him with a small smile.

‘Really? You don’t want to think about it first?’

‘Nope, I’m in.’

He Tian could stop his smile as he passed Mo Guan Shan some papers to sign.

‘When do I start?’

‘It’s a salaried position, so technically…’

He took the papers from Mo Guan Shan and finished up his own signatures.

‘…right now.’

Mo Guan Shan stood and walked behind the desk.

He Tian was expecting a hug or a handshake or some other of gesture of gratitude.

Instead, he stopped directly in front of him.

He Tian sat back in his chair, wishing he’d bought one with wheels so he could more easily put some distance between them.

Mo Guan Shan leaned back against the desk.

‘So, this is the part where I do you some kind of sexual favor, right?’ He asked as casually as one would ask about the weather.

He Tian closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again.

‘Unfortunately, no.’

Mo Guan Shan smiled, stretching his arms above his head

‘Too bad, maybe next time.’

He Tian looked down at the strip of exposed shit between his jeans and shirt, catching a glimpse of silver where his pants had started to slip.

Oh fuck.

‘I thought you said you weren’t going to wear those.’

Mo Guan Shan lowered his arms, looking down at He Tian and following his gaze.

He lifted the front of his shirt again, slowly unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them to expose enough of the garment to confirm He Tian’s suspicions.

‘These?’ he asked innocently.

‘Yes. Those.’

He Tian’s voice was strained and rough.

He knew he should look away.

He should stand up and walk out of the office…

‘No, I said I wouldn’t wear the sequined ones. These are just silver.’

He Tian was at a complete, desperate, loss as Mo Guan Shan toyed with the waistband of his thong.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

He Tian moved forward in the chair, spreading his legs to get as close to Mo Guan Shan as possible.

He put one hand on his thigh, using the other to pull the front of the ridiculous underwear and placed several wet, open-mouthed, kisses from the hollow of his hip to the crease of his thigh, shivering at the sensation of smooth skin under his tongue.

He shaved.

Of-fucking-course he did.

‘Oh my God.’ Mo Guan Shan whispered, running his fingers through his dark, silky hair.’

He Tian froze, pulling back suddenly.

Mo Guan Shan was beautifully flushed and practically panting.

‘Why are you doing this to me?’ He Tian asked with a groan.

Mo Guan Shan adjusted himself, fixed his jeans, and leaned forward, bracing himself on the back of He Tian’s chair and whispered in his ear.

Beauty and the Beast

A/n: First of all, I am well aware this song did not exist in Hamiltime, but I write so many modern AUs, I thought I would try a Hamiltime fic. I just took a few creative liberties, but so did Lin-Manuel Miranda so  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Second of all, this request was just for the song, but I kind of used the plotline to give the fic some depth.

Pairing: Lafayette x reader

Warning: awkward French

Requested: Yes, @kate-lionheart requested a songfic with Beauty and the Beast. (I hope this is close to what you wanted) 

Requests are super open and appreciated. 

Word Count: 1143



Y/n thought New York City was a beautiful place to live, even in the middle of a revolution. It was far more liberal than any other cities when it came to women’s rights. This was especially important to Y/n, who came from the ever so respected and prominent Y/l/n family. Her closest friend, Angleica Schuyler, and herself would often go around town, passing out pamphlets urging a revolution, but also a revelation. They advocated strongly for rights of man to be extended to women, particularly the right to knowledge.

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Queen of Hearts

Well hello there, I am Jervis trash and this is the result of it.  This loosely based on a post I made and I just couldn’t get it out of my head.  Enjoy! 

Jervis Tetch x Reader 

Originally posted by itberice

Jervis Tetch always had a problem with respecting other peoples’ privacy.  So, when he found himself following a young woman by the name of Y/N around the dreary streets of Gotham, it was just a typical Tuesday for him. She worked at the local bookstore he frequented and the two would make small talk during her break while he sipped his tea.  Jervis was smitten in no time with her and soon found himself resorting back to his stalker tendencies.  

There were many reasons why he enjoyed her.  Y/N was beautiful no doubt, but he also loved her sense of humor and the way she had no filter around the people she was comfortable with.  She intrigued him and Jervis realized he needed to make her his.

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anonymous asked:

Okay at some point Carolina and wash go back to the wreckage of the moi and go to their lockers and rooms. Carolina hears a sudden scream and rushes to check on wash. He's found his heelies and skateboard. Carolina groans and laughs

When Dylan tells them about the wreckage on Sidewinder—says that it’s still there, abandoned, waiting—Carolina and Wash exchange a look.

The island has been peaceful. Quiet, but not in a way that’s reminiscent of empty halls, corridors for ghosts to pass through. The wind whispers at night through the trees, but the cadence is soft. Soothing. The shadows are not thick with despair here. Rain falls, not in a deluge, but light showers, leaving the air fresh afterwards. Clean. 

They like it here. They’ve adjusted to lush green, to damp earth and blue skies. Neither are prepared for the unforgiving, frozen hell they each left behind.

They both still know they have to go.

and then we’re skipping the fucking angst we’re not gonna talk about it

well actually there is this:

The trek up to the crash site is quiet. 

Every time Carolina expects Epsilon to end the silence, she has to remind herself he’s gone.

soRRY!! moving on:

No fucking way,” Wash says, voice cracking.

Carolina ignores the fear that grabs her throat in a vise. There’s no one here. There’s no one here. Still, her feet drag her closer, as though behind that locked door—bashed in by who knows what, barely hanging on to its hinges now that Wash has forced it open—is some kind of threat. “What?”

Wash laughs, and it sticks in his throat, like the lump that’s been sitting in hers has managed to occupy two spaces at once. “I don’t believe it.”

She steps around the door, and groans. 

It’s his skateboard—and the ridiculous shoes he was so fond of. 

She rolls her eyes. “Seriously?” You scared me, asshole. It wasn’t rational. But a lot of things about this place weren’t.

Wash laughs again; though she doesn’t, Carolina has to admit, his amusement is contagious. It’s good to see him laugh, though she knows it must have hurt, suddenly facing yet another relic of simpler times. 

“I kind of want to bury them,” he says. 

Now she’s laughing. “That is so fucking dramatic.” She wishes Epsilon were here to have heard that. “Besides, you hate snow.”

Their helmets are on—it’s fucking cold—but she can almost see the smile touching his lips, just barely there, cradled in the corner of his mouth. “I really do.”

“Just take them,” she says, tugging gently at his elbow. She wants to leave, while there’s still a good note to end this on. “You can teach Caboose to skate.”

Laughter stutters out of him once again. “That’ll be a fucking mess.”

“It will,” she says. “He’ll love it.”

Caboose accidentally snaps the board in half, but Wash can’t say he really minds.

Hard to Get (Lucifer Morningstar x Reader)

Imagine Lucifer Morningstar being sad and thinks that you will never want to have him as a boyfriend. - @askrosemarymckneal


Word Count: 290

Warnings: None

You walked in Lucifer’s club and descended the stairs to find him sitting and sipping on his liquor. You walked next to him and sat down. “Morning Lucifer.” Maze had a bitter look on her face and she immediately walked away as she saw you. “What’s up with her?” You asked Lucifer who sipped on his cup, trying to drink what was bothering him away.

“Are you okay?” You put your hand on his shoulder; you felt him shiver through his white shirt. He turned around to look at you. “Y/N, can I ask you something?” He put the glass back on the counter.

“Do you think I’m attractive?” You were taken aback by his question; you cocked your eyebrow and let out a light laugh. No shit Sherlock! You’ve got the accent, the looks and the charms and for Hell’s sake you’re the devil. Who doesn’t like a little danger? “Yeah…why?” You tried to act natural.

“It’s because…never mind.” He stopped but you wanted to know more.

“Now you have to tell me!” He let out an audible sigh and he rubbed his hands together.

“Do you like me?” His eyes bored into yours, making your breathing heavier. You tried coaxing your words out. “Why are you asking me that?”

“Because I never seemed to get under your skin…or under your sheets to be exact.”

“Maybe you’re playing the game wrong Lucifer; you should know how it’s supposed to be played.” You winked at him. His eyes widened and his lip curled.

“You little minx…you’ve been playing me this whole time! And I’ve spent all this time thinking that you weren’t into me.” You got to your feet and giggled.

“Well done Lucifer.”

Originally posted by fyeslucifer


Request: !!! Can I request a Jimin fluff? Um, hm, if you need a sentence: “stop playing with fire.” (i just came up with it off the top of my head LOL). Anyways, have a great day! You can skip this request if you’re getting swamped, haha.

REMEMBER WHEN WE TALKED ABOUT HOW I DON’T HAVE ANY INSPIRATION FOR JIMIN? WELL IT HAS HIT ME. but i hope you’re not too disappointed w the scenario lmao it sucks. actually i hardly have any request besides yours lmfao. @optosomnio// @nierchi   

Originally posted by shimseulran

Park Jimin. 1.4k words. angel demon!au. fluff.

{n.} An irresistible impulse to set things alight.

There’s totally no problem with having a crush, except that yours happens to be an angel that’s all about getting in the way of your misadventures.

Jimin dives forward, only barely able to swat the fireball away by a few seconds before it hits the oblivious brunette that’s calling out a customer’s name to get the drink they ordered. The fireball goes tumbling onto the floor but before it sets the entire ground alight, he snaps his fingers and a gust of wind stirs around the shop out of nowhere and puts the fire out.

“Aw shucks. I almost got him.” You pout in dismay, dangling your legs off the table you’re sitting on.

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Why Me? (An Underfell skelepreg fic)

This was bad; very bad. On so many levels this was bad!

Sans could feel beads of sweat falling from his skull as he stared at the bathroom mirror and his reflection. What he was looking at was giving him a panic attack the size of his brother’s ego and he was thankful it was still early, even for Papyrus, because Sans sure as hell didn’t want his brother to come in here and see him like this. If the taller skeleton came in here and saw him, that would all but sign him a death sentence.

His image from the ribcage up looked normal, shark-tooth grin turn upside at the moment and his red pinprick pupil glowed as bright as ever in his socket, but when Sans allowed his gaze to go farther south that was where things got more… different. The area between the last of his ribs and down to his hips was encased in a small dome of bright red ectoplasmic magic and nestled in the dead center of his phantom abdomen floated a tiny new soul.

“Shit.” Was all Sans could think to say as he continued to stare at the new soul. “ShitShitShitShitShit!”

It would be Sans luck that after a one night stand with a drifter from Grillby’s that he would end up pregnant. Oh No, it couldn’t have happened to the other guy and not Sans. Life was seriously out to get the shorter skeleton and Sans wanted nothing more than to have a good time and rip life to shreds.

“… shit.” Sans said softly as sat down on the rim of the bathtub and ran his hand over his skull; sweat wetting his palm. “What am I going to do?”

Easy, just terminate it. Sans’ mind told him but all that did was make him shiver.

Sans was a lot of things, he was lazy (so said his brother countless times), and he was dangerously strong in magic, but there was one thing that Sans would never be no matter how he tried. As tough and mean as he liked to make himself look, Sans wasn’t a killer.  Not once in his life had he ever killed someone. Sure he had beaten and battered monsters in the past but they usually ran away before he was ever forced to deal the final blow. Papyrus always yelled at him about this, calling him weak and telling him he had to do it sooner or later before someone overpowered him.

But Sans never did. He didn’t know why, he honestly had no clue, but even if the way of life here was ‘kill or be killed’ Sans just… couldn’t.

And he wouldn’t let his first be an unborn child… his unborn child.

“I am so going to regret this.” Sans said as he stared down at his middle and the new soul. It was still too early for Sans to be able to feel anything from the soul but… pressing his hand against the red dome, Sans sent some of his magic to it with the feeling of his irritation but as well as the beginning form of love.

“Be grateful you little leach.” Sans said as he continued to stare down at the new soul. “Consider yourself lucky that you’re mine or I wouldn’t be doing this.”


What I picture when I imagine the types

ENTJ: mean ceo boss that looks like Jeanine Matthews
ESTP:that popular guy that doesn’t take off his leather jacket and goes lighting shit up on fire around life and never minds the mess
ISTP: dark and chiller Tris prior with sass
ISFP:someone who makes their own clothes and paints flowers at the park while listening to Bob Marley
ESFJ: suuuuper friendly person that gets excited for whatever shit
INTP:lab rat with glasses that says “fact of the day”
INTJ: 12 yr old that listens to nirvana and says they they were “born in the wrong generation”
ESTJ:cool boss
ENFP:STaaaaarZZZZ and RaInBoWs and SuuuuNNNsssssHHHiiiNNNeee and cool
INFP:Amity with dreadlocks that is always trying to get people on her prostate cancer awareness run.
ENFJ: politician(the one that lies for fame)
ISTJ:that bitch that always says “CAN I BE BY MYSELF” When they are doing group projects in class, ends up in the loser group, doesn’t do a shit

anonymous asked:

taeny or moonsun

FUCK. okay who are you and why are you out to torture me like this show yourself

you’re talking about my fav otps so there’s no way my answer is gonna be curt and not Extra™ so long post ahead (i’d put a read more link but tumblr mobile is being a dick and not showing my answer so just scroll really fast if you don’t wanna read)

oh god how do i even choose… i love taeny because they’re my first otp when i got into snsd and kpop in general. i love them because they genuinely care for each other. they’ve been together in korea for ten years, Ten Years, and yet they still love each other so much like tiffany loves taeyeon to death while taeyeon can’t shut up about tiffany. taeyeon even literally said that without tiffany in her life it’s like losing her happiness (yo same tae) their bond is just such goals and I Want That

i thought snsd would be the only group i’ll stan and that taeny would be my only otp but then mamamoo came along and there was moonsun. moon motherfucking sun. god damn these two. ngl i love moonsun because they’re so Gay™ and because their dynamics is like those typical anime couples (a grease master and a tsundere). byul be shamelessly showering her with love while yongsun be denying it as if her life depended on it but at the same she’s smiling so damn wide even the cat from alice in wonderland would be shookt

tl;dr taeny is like that married couple who’s been together for eons yet are still so in love with each other, while moonsun is that couple that just recently got together and so are super lovey-dovey and very giddy towards each other

but which one do i love more? that i have to go with moonsun

i’m sorry taeny but moonsun is just Too Darn Adorable and So Gay. i love how byul compliments tf out of yongsun with her cheesy comments, i love how yongsun tries to look annoyed but then her face is glowing with joy. i love how byul can never seem to take her hands off of yongsun, i love how yongsun doesn’t mind and even holds on as well. i love how much of an annoying lil shit byul can be sometimes, i love how yongsun still loves to take care of that annoying lil shit lmao. i love how they have these stupid little arguments about the tiniest things then make up at the end of it and just laugh about it. i love the way they stare at each other like they’re literally the only people in the world.

basically, i love how they’re like a walking cute daily gay drama and I Fucking Love That Shit


content: Ben helps Dean to prepare for a date and there is some miscommunication regarding the person Dean intends to go out with.

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“Dude, you’re so nervous – it’s hilarious!”

Shut up, Ben!”

“Aw, c'mon, Dean, don’t be pissed.”

Ben laughs loudly while watching Dean changing his outfit for the seventh time. His friend-slash-surrogate-Dad throws him a sharp glance and grits his teeth.

“Shouldn’t you be at home with your mother? And, you know, not be here!”

“Mom doesn’t expect me back for a few hours. I told her we would watch a movie together, like we always do. How could I’ve known you’d have a date tonight?”

It’s true, normally they hang out together, spend some “quality man time” like Dean always uses to call it (and Ben rolls his eyes at the term every single time) and at the end of the day they watch a movie with a lot of explosions and car chases.

Ben always enjoys those days immensely. When Dean and his Mom broke up all these years ago Ben had been devastated, convinced he would never see Dean again. At least it happened with the guys before, so why should it be different with Dean? But Winchester-men “don’t leave family behind” and Dean proved to be persistent. It’s not some stupid obligation, he really loves to have Ben around, teach him valuable stuff (especially about cars and pies – Dean’s favorite topics) and call him his “son” any other day.

And Ben appreciates this more than anything. Dean is more of a father to him than any other guy who ever claimed trying to take the job.

“So, who is this mystery-date of yours?” Ben asks, grinning. He can’t help finding this whole situation entertaining. It’s been a while since Dean went on a serious date, so this woman clearly must be something special.

Something very special because Dean is fidgety and nervous like a teenager before his first prom.

“Um … it’s Cas,” Dean says and yeah, he is freaking blushing!


“Cas, huh?” Ben frowns, trying to remember the name since Dean sounded like Ben should know it.

Maybe he’s talking about Cassie, his ex-girlfriend? Besides Lisa obviously the only serious relationship he ever had. Dean talked about her once or twice (and Ben saw a picture of her a few years back) and although he never seemed to feel an urge to go back to her, obviously something changed his mind about that.

Well, good for him.

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Lokasenna from the Poetic Edda (abridged)

Loki: Hey, Eldir, what are they talking about inside Aegir’s hall?

Eldir: Just, you know, a pissing contest. Who’s kicked more ass, and that kind of thing. But like, I wouldn’t go in there. No one is going to be happy to see you.

Loki: Whatever. I like stirring up trouble.

Eldir: Dude, seriously? They’ll turn that shit around on you.

Loki: Yeah, well, the more they talk, the more ammo I have. (goes into hall)

(Everyone falls silent.)

Loki: Hey guys, it’s me, Loki! I am super thirsty; anyone wanna pass me some mead? (he looks around expectantly but everyone looks away) Well don’t all get up at once. Come on guys, I want to eat too.

Bragi: Yeah, um, no one likes you.

Loki: DAAAAAD you PROMISED you’d support meeeeeee.

Odin: Oh FINE. He’ll be a huge pain in the ass if you don’t let him join us.

(Vithar pours mead for Loki, who smirks and speaks before drinking.)

Loki: You guys rock. Except Bragi. What a loser.

Bragi: Oh my fucking god. Look, I’ll give you a horse and a sword and a ring if you will just stop being an asshole.

Loki: Whatevs. You don’t even have that many horses and rings. Besides, you’re a scaredy-cat.

Bragi: Fuck you. If I didn’t have self control I would cut off your head right now, you goddamn liar.

Loki: (sticks his tongue out) Blah blah blah. You’re all talk. Why don’t you get up and prove it, you girl?

Ithun: Bragi, chill. Remember who his adopted dad is.

Loki: Shut up, Ithun, you big slut. You were totally doing the guy who killed your brother.

Ithun: I’ll be the bigger person. Everyone should just take a chill pill. There’s no point fighting here.

Gefjun: Guys, stop this. Everyone knows Loki likes to start shit.

Loki: Shut up, Gefjun. You’re not perfect either. You were screwing this one dude. There was a necklace involved. I forget.

Odin: Wow, so you’re crazy and stupid. Don’t piss off Gefjun! She sees like EVERYTHING. Fate and stuff.

Loki: Shut up, Dad. You suck too. You gave gifts to men who totally did not deserve it.

Odin: Yeah, well…that is true. But! You spent eight years underground milking cows. Oh and you gave birth. Which is very unmanly.

Loki: Uh, well, you used witches’ spells. And dressed up as a witch. Who’s unmanly now, huh?

Frigg: Guys, can’t you just forget it? Who cares what you did in the past?

Loki: Shut up, Mom; you screwed Dad’s brothers.

Frigg: If Baldr were here, he’d kick your ass.

Loki: Well…I kind of killed him.

Freya: You little shit. I can’t believe you just told everyone. Frigg knew anyway; she knows things.

Loki: Shut up, Freya. You’ve screwed everyone in this building.

Freya: That is not even true. Look, you’ve upset everyone now. We’re gonna go home and sulk.

Loki: Shut UP, Freya, you witch. You screwed your brother.

Njorth (Freya’s father): Okay but for real who actually cares whom the ladies have screwed? Besides, you’re one to talk. You gave birth.

Loki: Shut up, Njorth. You were sent as a hostage and the frost giants shit in your mouth. And you’re not even a god.

Njorth: Um, neither are you—Never mind, look, whatever, I got a fantastic son, so frankly I don’t care what you have to say.

Loki: HEY EVERYONE, Njorth boned his sister and she had Freyr!

Tyr: Yeah, but everyone likes Freyr. He’s like super nice to women and stuff.

Loki: Shut up, Tyr. You have no friends. Remember when my wolf son tore off your hand?

Tyr: Well, he’s chained for eternity, so there’s that.

Loki: Shut uuuuuuup, Tyr. Your wife totally tried to make a baby with me. And you never got restitution for that.

Freyr: You know what, Loki? You better watch your mouth or you’ll be chained up with Fenrir.

Loki: You bought your wife.

Byggvir: You gonna take this, Freyr? I would kill him if I were you.

Loki: Oh, is that an ant? Did I hear an ant?

Byggvir: My name’s Byggvir, and I’m enjoying the feast, so there.

Loki: Shut up, Byggvir. You hide during battle.

Heimdall: Go home, Loki. You’re drunk. And frankly, you’re an asshole when you’re drunk.

Loki: Shut up, Heimdall. Your job sucks ass and you’re a prude.

Skathi: Loki, are you forgetting that you got bound to rocks with your son’s guts?

Loki: You wanna go there? Well I was totally there when we captured your dad. First and last on the battlefield, girlfriend.

Skathi: Yeah? Well fuck you, Loki!

Loki: Yeah…you did. It was pretty awesome, remember?

Sif: Hey, Loki, here, have some mead. We’re tight, right? You’re not gonna start talking shit on me, right?

Loki: Haha yeah right. I happen to know you cheated on Thor. And I know with whom! (leers at her)

Beyla: Hey, look, Thor’s here to MAKE YOU SHUT UP, FINALLY.

Loki: Shut up, you fucking…sinful…you…

Thor: (enters dramatically) Shut the fuck up right now, you unmanly little shit, or I will kill you. With my hammer.

Loki: Oh my GOD, Thor, indoor voice. You’re not gonna yell this loud when you go fight the wolf at the end of time.

Thor: What did I JUST say?

Loki: Dude, you like, you totally hid in the thumb of a glove this one time. (giggles)

Thor: What are you not getting about me smashing your head in with a hammer?

Loki: You won’t kill me. Haha, that time you hid in the glove, you couldn’t even open the giant’s lunchbox.

Thor: No, seriously, I will fucking kill you if you do not shut UP.

Loki: Whatever. I said what I came to say. Only because it’s you, bro, will I stop. (He staggers toward the door, opens it, and turns around to say) By the way, the end of the world is coming and we’re all fucked. (He leaves)

You Can Thank A$AP (ReaderxDean)

Request: Okay I was wondering if by chance if you could write some smut or fluff where the reader really loves rap and classic rock. Also I’m a new follower an I’m really enjoying your blog! 😙

Warnings: smut, fluff, bit of dirty talk, rough and sensual Dean, Dean’s POV

Words: 2611

Note: sorry this took me so long to get to anon! Here’s the song…idk rap lol–Multiply (A$AP Rocky) I actually really like this one shot, I kinda fell in love with it at the end. X

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anonymous asked:

First of all, thank you so much for being so kind and nice and thank you for your navigation sheet, which has saved me multiple times. Anyways, do you have any Valentine day fics? One with a lot of fluff?😁😁💭💕 Thank you😇🍾👼🏼

Hii, you’re right, Valentine’s Day is coming up already?! Here is a list for you! :3 Not all of them are fluffy, but I tried to keep the smut at the end of the list, so just check the tags and ratings if you only want to fluff. :))

Make It Everlasting So Nothing’s Incomplete

your heart is glowing (and i’m crashing into you)

a rose for a pretty boy

oh my my, baby don’t be shy

Turn Around, Valentine, Walk Your Pretty Walk

sugar never tasted so good

i’d blame cupid

In Like a Lion

we’re looking for something dumb to do

you run my mind, boy

Lagrangian point 

shit, i still love you (still see you in bed) (don’t let the general-audiences-tag fool you)

I fell in love with a girl and when I looked at her, all I could think was, this is my forever. And I thought that if I could etch her into my bones deep enough, or stitch her into my heart tight enough, she would never go.

I drank her love and could feel my insides drowning in it as if it were a pool and no matter how hard I tried to swim it just always felt like I had a cinder block attached to my ankle.

She made me feel something. She made me forget about all the fucked up shit that goes on in my mind and everyday life. I was selfish in some ways but I loved her. God, did I love her.

When we were together all we wanted was to grow together, as one… but it seemed like our roots just kept growing farther and farther apart. Like they were not only running, but dead sprinting away from one another. No matter how hard we tried the only thing we managed to make grow was a disaster. And eventually our future that was supposed to last forever turned out to be nothing more than a couple years.

I etched so hard and deep into my bones that I just ended up breaking all of them. The stitches came loose. The “forever” turned into falling asleep dreaming about other things, just anything and everything that wasn’t me. Instead of “I love you” it’s “I regret” and “you need to start treating me right.” All the “you’re so beautiful and I am more than in love with you.” started sounding more like “you’re not the same person I fell in love with.”

I used to think that the smell of you that lingered on the sweatshirts you always would let me wear was the most amazing thing in the world. Now I’m not even sure if the scent is truly yours or someone else’s.

When love decides it’s time to go people seem to only focus on the bad memories and shut out the good. What you and I once craved more than anything, now fights to barely be noticed. But I guess with you gone time will go on… It has to. I’ll make my peace and as much as it tears me apart to say… I pray you will too.

Exo reacting to you not knowing that they are famous- Exo M version

Aaaalright, so as I promised yesterday, here is the version for exo-m. Enjoy!

Kris: It takes him almost six months (MONTHS) to manage up the courage to tell you. By then you already know and when you just start laughing when he tells you his jaw just drops. You pat him on the shoulder, telling him you’re glad he had the balls to tell you, because just a few days later and Chanyeol would have won the bet going on between the two of you, (and if there was a way to murder somebody with a 50$ bill you would have found it). Kris becomes a little whiny because he actually felt terrible when he didn’t tell you. You tell him to man up a little bit…or he could just come cuddle. He decides on your second suggestion. 

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Xiumin: You’d be at his place and he’d sing along to some song when Chen and Baekhyun come by and you tell them: ‘wow, his voice is so amazing! I always tell him he should actually become a singer or something!’ and they stare at him like: ‘what the hell, dude?’ And Chen starts off: ‘well, actually-’ the next second he is silenced by a pillow that smacks him right into the face and you turn towards Xiumin to ask him what has suddenly gotten into him.

He awkwardly changes the topic and when you ask him about the whole situation at dinner he finally tells you, sheepishly admitting that he really liked to be treated like a normal human being for once. Your head is swimming with what you just learned, but still you tell him: ‘well, you are just an ordinary person and this doesn’t change anything…except that I won’t help you with the dishes. Also, I get to choose the movie we watch tonight.’

He has to admit that watching the notebook(again) isn’t too bad in exchange to finally having a good conscience again.

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Chen: He is kinda confused when he realizes that you have no idea that he is famous. But instead of panicking he is really casual about it and when you ask him what he actually makes his money with he just shrugs and tells you he is in a band. You give him a smirk over the edge of your wine glass as you ask if they are any good. He casually smiles as he replies: ‘I guess so since all our albums sold more than a million times.’ You kind of choke on your wine and he can’t help but laugh as you stare at him wide eyed and shocked. Then he asks you if he should get you concert tickets or something. Or maybe a pillow with his face on it? It takes him some more time to realize you are actually shocked and then the poor guy has some serious explaining to do.

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Lay: This poor guy is really busy, all the goddamn time. But whenever you manage to meet up you’re busy with other things than talking (cough cough, wink) and somehow within those very little moments in his busy life he kand spend with you he just kind of….forgets?  And to him it is not really that big of a deal, honestly, since you are very understanding of his situation anyways, not even asking him we he shows up so rarely. It’d be after a month of dating each other that you show a friend of yours a picture of the two of you and she is like: ‘noo fucking way’ after she explains things to you you call him up like: ‘Did you probably forget to mention something to me? Like that you are a huge deal in China? And in a band?’ He immediately starts to apologize and tries to explain things to you. You are like ‘yeah never mind. But holy shit, why did you never tell me you can dance like that?!’

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Luhan: He is trying to ease you into it. But somehow you get none of his hints so he gets a little bit more boldly. Like when he tells you ‘wow look my phone is blowing up with instagram notifications!’ you just laugh because ‘duh, I have almost 700 followers, nice try.’ He is just sitting there, staring at the ceiling and praying for strength because goddamnit he knows his girlfriend is smart so why doesn’t she realize what he is trying to tell her?!

He’d probably just blurt it out at the most random time and basically scare you to death. It’d probably be during cooking or relaxing on the sofa when he suddenly yells: ‘I am famous, okay?’ You just stare at him as he starts to grin because yes, he finally said it. You just tilt your head, asking if he’s having a seizure or something and he erupts into desperate laughter wondering why this is so goddamn hard?!

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Tao: He is at dance practice when he gets a text message from you that goes something like: ‘Lol. I swear to god, Koreans are so weird sometimes?’ he just chuckles and texts back sth like ‘no, it’s just you that’s weird. so what happened?’ your answer sends him into cardiac arrest for a few seconds as he reads: ‘what is an exotao and why is there a group of teenage girl screaming at me about it??’ For a second tao honestly considers handing the phone to suho because WHAT THE HELL DO I DO NOW??? and things don’t get better when you text him just a few moments later: ‘you better be home in ten minutes and I hope you are ready for violent bloody murder bc I am’

You decide not to murder him (yet) when you see how scared he actually is. But you aren’t amused. Not at all.

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Thank you, for reading! As usually, here is my masterlist, here is the exo k version and here you can ask for one shots or reactions (exo& bts). Or you just randomly hit me up. Honestly. You’re my fandom family and I love talking to y’all.

Edit: //Tomorrow I thought I’d post another reaction, sth like ‘exo reacting to you accidentally teasing them, so stay tuned for that.//


anonymous asked:

For the deamus prompt, I saw this headline (I would put a screenshot, but I can't attach pictures), the headline read "Straight guy worries he's being homophobic to gay roommate, realizes he's fallen in love with him."

I saw that before, it’s a very good prompt! I hope you like it anon! I’m exhausted rn so I apologise if there are any mistakes!

For @hpshipweeks

One of the things that Dean values most in the world is his friendship with Seamus Finnegan.

Ever since their first day at Hogwarts the two boys had been inseparable.

They didn’t always agree on things. Like when Seamus turned his back on Harry in 5th year or when Dean got chosen for the quiddich team and Seamus didn’t. 

But they never let trivial things like that get in the way of their friendship; both of them cared too much about the other to let that happen.

However that was before Dean walked into their dormitory one day to find his best friend in a heavy make out session with Ernie Macmillan and instantly Dean had felt his heart plummet in his chest and felt an undeniable twist of pain in his stomach.

Two weeks have gone by since that day and Dean still hasn’t talked to Seamus and to be honest it’s killing him.

Sure Dean always had a feeling that Seamus fancied blokes. He never outright said it but he had never shown any interest in girls so Dean wasn’t all that surprised.

What confused him was why he felt so sick and hurt by the image of Seamus with someone else. He just couldn’t understand why the memory of Seamus with his tongue down that blonde hufflepuff’s throat infuriated him so much.

Dean never considered himself to be homophobic but seeing Seamus with Ernie just…just felt so wrong. 

And he hates himself for feeling this way. Because it’s Seamus, his best friend and why should it matter who he wants to snog? 

Seamus never complained when Dean dated Ginny a few months ago and Dean always had a feeling that Seamus never fully approved of that relationship; so what gave Dean the right to be annoyed at Seamus for being with Ernie?

Dean was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice the person walking towards him until he literally bumped right into them. 

“Oh I’m so sorry” Dean exclaims, scrambling to regain his composer.

He steps back, blinking rapidly and then he realises just who he has run into. 


Dean takes a minute just taking in his friend, who he has been so careful to avoid these past few weeks. 

His hair is a mess (Dean feels anger bubble in his chest at the thought of Ernie tugging Seamus’s sandy hair to make it that way), his soft Irish skin seems paler than normal and his eyes that are usually bright with happiness have dulled and lack their natural spark. 

Dean feels his throat tighten because Seamus looks so tired. 

“Dean.” Seamus breathes 

In that moment all the frustration, anger and confusion flees Dean’s body and all he’s left with is guilt. Ever since that evening, Seamus has been trying to catch Dean on his own but he has refused to talk to him. 

He began waking up earlier, ignoring Seamus in class under the pretence of taking notes, sitting with Harry at meals in the Great Hall and pretending to have to go to quidditch practice whenever Seamus tried to talk to him. 

That’s when Dean realises that this has been hurting Seamus just as much as it’s been hurting him and the overwhelming guilt almost crushes him.

Dean manages a small smile, “Hey Shay”

Seamus’s eyes flit across Dean’s face rapidly, trying to gauge what his intentions are.

“Can we…can we talk?” Seamus asks tentatively 

Dean hesitates for a second then nods

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Waiting for a Call

Castiel gripped tightly to the phone in his hand. His eyes went unblinking as the minutes passed by like the trees to the left of him. The entire bus ride was silent, except for a few snores, and the nightly journey was wearing the fallen angel down. All he had to grip to was the thought that maybe he would call. Maybe Dean would call and ask him anything, just as long as he called.

If he hadn’t fallen from Grace, maybe Cas would’ve prayed. Maybe he would have pressed his palms together and asked his Father to grant him a phone call with Dean. But there was no faith left, and the small amount of hope he still harbored was completely warped around the idea that Dean would call him.

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got these scars on the same ground

1k, pynch fluff


If all the noise Ronan was making in the kitchen didn’t wake those goddamn cows, then nothing would.

Carbonara was supposed to be easy.  “Super easy,” claimed the Jamie Oliver website he’d gotten the recipe from.  Two hours and four failed attempts at edible pasta later, Ronan could have strangled Jamie Oliver with a smile on his face and a song in his heart.

It wasn’t even like this was a big deal.  Not at all.  It was just that Gansey had taken Blue to D.C. for the weekend, Noah was being more incorporeal than usual, and Adam looked like he could use a decent meal for once in his life.

If “a decent meal” turned out to be a classic date food, personally cooked by Ronan in his family home, well, that was nobody’s business.

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An offer no one could ever refuse PART 2 - Luke smut



Author’s intro note : Hey lovelies! I can’t believe your reactions to An Offer part 1! SO MANY NOTES AND ADORABLE MESSAGES! Thank you to everyone who made this Part 2 happen!!

This part is going to be with Luke again and on his POV :) If you want a Part 3, message us!

An offer no one could ever refuse Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3

Previously in “An offer no one could ever refuse”

“Shower?” I finally suggested.

“Together?” Luke raised an eyebrow at me.

“Might as well.” I gave him a kiss on the cheek and rose swiftly, my gloriously naked body in full view. Feeling his eyes burning through me I swayed my ass seductively before giving him a longing look over my shoulder.

“Are you gonna leave me alone baby?” I pouted giving him my best doe-eyes. But was it more for him or for me that I wanted this shower…?


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