i want to wear something like this too

Husband and Wife

Based on the fact that in the stage musical, I am reliably informed, Fixer Upper ends with ‘I now pronounce you husband and wife’ instead of ‘do you Anna take Kristoff to be your trollfully wedded…’, I wrote this little bit of nonsense.

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“Are you sure?”

Elsa nodded. “It’s a very old law, that predates most of our written ones. But it’s still the law; the marriage as it stands is binding. We could probably annul it, but I have been informed that your new husband -” - Anna squeaked - “- your new husband is considered the son of the leader of the Hidden Folk and they will take deep offence if Arendelle don’t honour the marriage.”

“I’m sorry,” Kristoff said. “Really, really sorry. But it’s not them that will be offended. Not just them, I mean. The mountains themselves.”

The two women looked at him blankly.

“The mountains - I’m not sure I can translate it. Their spirit? Their essence? The thing that makes them mountains, not just - big piles of rocks. I don’t think you have a word for it.”

“The mountains will be offended,” Elsa said flatly.

“I’m sorry.”

“How can a mountain be offended?” Anna said. “What will happen?”

“It will be unlucky. For any people from Arendelle who go there. Ah, their traps will be empty. The ice will break under their feet. They will get lost in the forest and not return.”

There was silence for a minute.

“I really am really very sorry,” Kristoff said. “I thought they were just playing. They’re very playful.”

“If we get married,” Anna said to him, “I mean, if we stay married - will the mountains be happy?”

“Um. Yes.”

“It’ll be a lucky place.”

“Yes.”

“That seems like the kind of alliance Arendelle could use,” Anna said to her sister.

Elsa nodded thoughtfully. “It seems to be done now, anyway,” she said. “But we’d better do something in the cathedral here too, so no one questions it later. Everyone is here for the coronation as it is, and we have Mother’s wedding dress somewhere in the attics, it won’t need much altering, if any. She wanted one of us to wear it. I assume you own a clean shirt,” she said to Kristoff.

“Of course.”

“And you’re alright with this, Anna?” Elsa said.

Anna looked at Kristoff. He smiled at her, hesitantly. She smiled back.

“Yes,” she said. “Yes, this is fine by me.”

anonymous asked:

SakMikuo wearing a nice sweater and with his birb is so cute. I luv him. I luv his birb. I luv you.

“do you want to hold him? hes a bit more awake now that its evening!”

((this ask was so blessed i had to draw something for it,, i love you too anon,,, //gentle tear// im glad you like his pullover hoodie!! :’D it was a simple design i made on the fly one day for simple stuff like this :’D its nice to know more people other than me like it! kdfsja))

Voltron Theory: The Origin of Lotor

So Episode 7 of Season 3 gave us the awesome and tragic backstory of the paladins, as well as the origin stories of Zarkon and Haggar. But one thing was missing from that.

Where was Lotor?

His absence from their past seems like a strange omission, but the episode gives us one major clue as to what happened.

This helmet. Looks familiar doesn’t it?

This helmet, which is a galran helmet, greatly resembles the one Lotor wears in Defenders of the Universe. And I believe this was intentional.

Look at Zarkon’s face here. He doesn’t look too happy.

I want you to go back and watch this scene with the helmet if you can and listen to their tone of voice. Zarkon and Honvera seem strangely distant. Allura was just born and you’d think they’d be happy for Alfor but… something seems off.

When Alfor goes to thank Honerva for the gift she doesn’t even look up at him. She seems distant, and Zarkon is watching her intently. Even Alfor seems a bit put off by her.

Not only that, her clothes have changed since we last saw her, from white, to black.

What seems likely is that the helmet they gave to Allura was originally meant for Prince Lotor. Zarkon and Honerva’s despondence may be because… they had lost their son. But, the helmet had already been made for a child of royalty, so they gave it to Allura instead.

Of course we know Lotor is fine now. He must have been revived, likely through the use of quintessence. It ended up poisoning Honerva to death, but the fact that Kova is still alive after 10,000 years shows it’s possible for Lotor to have survived that long too.

But this adds a whole new reason for Zarkon and Honerva to be insistent on continuing their research, to the point where Zarkon loses his composure when Alfor begs him to stop.

They wanted to find a way to revive their son.

This would also explain Lotor’s white hair, purple skin, and purple eyes, none of which are traits shared by either Honerva or Zarkon. We do know that exposure to quintessence can alter skin and hair color, as we saw with Honerva after spending hundreds of years being exposed to it.

Why would this be omitted from the episode entirely? I think they may revisit this at some point, when the writers decide it is time for Lotor to find out what happened. But for now, the helmet is the clue they left for us, the only acknowledgement of his existence we get.

That good ol’ “Not sure if romance feelings or intense friendship feelings but don’t want to make it weird if I’m reading the situation incorrectly because whatever it is is too valuable to me to risk” feeling. Sort of like you worry if you do try to pursue something you’ll be like the dog that caught its tail and doesn’t know what to do with it.

Very relatable feelings for edgy on purpose people who unironically wear cloaks, I assure you.

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Kissing Starlight

Well… looking back at all the stuff I drew so far I noticed one thing: There’s fluff. Or there’s smut. There’s no inbetween.

And today I felt the urge to create something diabetes-causing sweet and tender. Also, I’ve seen these star-shaped fairy lights here and there in some fanart pieces and I’ve always wanted to draw something with fairy lights, too. :3

So yeah… this happened, since I needed a break from my recent Kuro comic (drawing Sheith in order to get away from drawing Sheith and Luro… fuck yeah! Guess I finally entered the seventh circle of Shiro-hell™)

Oh and… uh… I kinda liked the sketch, so I uploaded it, too. :3 I’m head over heels for Keith wearing Shiro’s sweaters.

Hoe when you're not a hoe

So, there’s a lot y'all don’t know about me. Some things you’re just never gonna no. But let me let you in on this: I am shy as hell, awkward, and this is a post on how to hoe when you’re not a hoe.

Maybe you wanna experiment? Maybe you wanna be a hoe? Maybe you’re ready to hoe but too shy? Maybe you wanna look like a bad bitch? Or maybe you’re a hoe but you’re not but you are but you’re not- either way. I gotchu.

Confidence is key

Of course, the first one I add is on confidence you think. No, but seriously, confidence.

  •  If you don’t have conidence, fake it till you make it. If you pretend like you’re a bad bitch, you will eventually be a bad bitch.
  • Change your walk. yes, your walk. There’s a walk that will not only make you look like a bad bitch, but will make you feel like a bad bitch. Shoulders back, head high (? straight basically) and let your boobs lead the way. You want your arms swinging by your side casually and your hips doing it too, make it look casual. So don’t overdo it.
  • Tell yourself how much you love you every day.
  • Wear clothes that make you feel sexy. For me it’s a variety of things, but put me in skinny jeans, a tank top, adidas and let me put on some highlighter && I’ll be ready for anything.
  • Work  on yourself. Improve constantly. Instead of just being upset about your flaws, write them down and figure outhow to solve them. 

Ways to hoe

This all depends and such, but here you go. You may wanna be a sneaky hoe, a cute hoe, a obvious hoe. It doesn’t matter, these should help in some way.  So you can get that ish.

  • Learn the art of seduction. Seducing is a skill. If you want to seduce someone you should learn it. You can find tons of things online, everywhere. There’s sites with ways to seduce, give blow jobs, eat girls out…etc. Learn. Practice your expressions with random people (not forcing them into anything sexually, yall, just lots of eye contact…etc)  but do it in a way that you seem innocent. Gauge their reactions.
  • Sexting. Alright, this is for those that want to feel good sexually. This is for the one’s that are too shy to do anything up close and personal, but want to hoe. Or anyone, tbh. Sexting is a very common thing. If you want to sext, do your research. Don’t show your face…etc. You can always fake your confidence with sexting.
  • Hoeing that isn’t exactly hoeing. Maybe you like the aesthetic but don’t want dick. Maybe you want to wear racy things and flirt, but not fuck. I gotchu. Your goal is to wear something sexy. I mean sexy. Buy lingerie and wear it every chance you get. Mini skirts are your best friend. Flrit with body language, not just words.
  • Be your best. Be confident. If you want to wear makeup, do it. Girl ya highlighter is poppin.
  • Clubs & parties. Do I need to explain this one? Fuck who you want, boo!
  • The other options, are different. I won’t “recommend” them but I also won’t tell you not to do them. I’m not recommending them because of the struggle…etc. I’ve seen off of just this site alone. You could be an escort, a sugar baby, a stripper, a cam girl…etc But if you even consider this shit. Do your fucking research. Be of a legal age. Know what you’re doing before you go into it. And if you do go into it, have fun, baby.

DON’T. TAKE. SHIT.

I mean that. Don’t let ANYONE put you down for what you wear, do, or want to do. You do you. You wear what you want, do what you want, and take what you want. If they try to pull some bullshit, show them that you are a queen.

To look like a bad bitch:

Wear what makes you confident. But here’s some things I’ve just noticed as I see a lot of them or something.  In general:

  • Get your eyebrows done
  • Make sure your eyeliner & shadow is matching 
  • Highliiigghhhttt, highlight, highlight more highlight yes
  • Matte lips are common
  • So are glossy lips though
  • SPARKLE, GLITTER, YES
  • Chic/baddie/badass clothes
  • Coconut oil ur hair
  • Look at all the clear skin posts yall
  • Shave your legs
  • Smell good
  • Thigh high boot/heels are p common
  • Bbodycon happens a bit
  • But tbh wear what you wanna weat && love yourself

Please remember to be safe doing any of the things. Watch out for allergies when you read hoe tip posts, don’t follow everything you see, carry a self defense weapon, learn some self defense. Get it, boo.

dating draco but being in different houses would include...
  • him thinking you look cute in your house colours
  • “give us a twirl, babe?”
  • “what? why?”
  • “you just always look so good in y/h/c.”
  • him giving you gifts in your house colours
  • him talking about your house more than you
  • your favourite colour is green because of him
  • and his favourite is y/h/c because of you
  • him secretly being ok with you not being in slytherin because he thinks you’re too sweet and kind-hearted
  • but he also really likes the idea of you in a slytherin uniform
  • you always sitting with him at the slytherin table for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
  • and holding hands under the table
  • and snape being ok with it
  • but everyone who isn’t friends with you and draco doesn’t like it
  • you being such a proud y/h, and draco loves that about you
  • him sneaking into your common room in the middle of the night to cuddle with you and make up for the time you didn’t get to spend with each other earlier in the day
  • and this happens every night
  • having a secret knock so you know it’s him
  • holding his face and kissing him at the door every time he comes in
  • “i like it here, it’s a lot nicer than our common room.”
  • “why’s that?”
  • “…you’re in it.”
  • and draco insisting that you never try and sneak into the slytherin common room because he’d rather him get caught than you
  • you both secretly wishing you were in the same house so you could be in the same common room without having to sneak around
  • snape knows but doesn’t say anything because he secretly thinks it’s really sweet
  • but one time he gets caught by mcgonagall and you spend all night waiting for him to show up
  • and he feels super super bad about it but you assure him that it’s completely fine and understandable
  • some of the slytherin girls that like draco use your house to make fun of you out of jealousy
  • but draco shows them and you that it doesn’t matter what house you’re in because he loves you no matter what
  • “y/n, babe, you know it literally means nothing to me as to what house you’re in. i love you so much, please stop worrying about it.”
  • and he knowingly kisses you in front of all the jealous girls
  • and none of the boys who like you in your house even think to look at draco because they’re scared of him
  • thinking about him whenever you see something with colours similar to slytherin
  • you sometimes wearing his slytherin robes because you know he likes it
  • and you like it too
  • “i mean, it’s a little big on me, but i think it looks good. what do you think?”
  • “are you wearing my robe… and tie?”
  • “sorry, you want me to take them off…?”
  • “for merlin’s sake, no.”
  • him cheering you and your house on for quidditch matches
  • and you doing the same for him and slytherin
  • both of you getting disapproving looks from your house mates when you do it
  • but you don’t care
  • as he’s the slytherin prince, you’re known as the y/h princess
  • both being the best of friends since first year even though most people didn’t like it
  • when you first started going out everyone thought it wouldn’t last, the main reason being you’re in different houses
  • but you’ve been together so long it actually made other students more confident to be in relationships with people from other houses
  • “dray, see that cute hufflepuff-slytherin couple holding hands over there? they came up to me earlier and wanted to thank us for giving them the confidence to tell their friends they’re together. isn’t that lovely?”
  • “not as lovely as you.”
  • him remembering how happy you were when you were sorted into your house
  • both of you finding it silly that eveyone makes such a big deal out of it
  • but it makes a good joke from time to time
  • the other two houses that have nothing to do with either of you are sick of hearing about you
  • all of draco’s friends thinking you’re really chill
  • and, as well as him, they don’t care that you’re in y/h
  • you prefering his slytherin friends to your few y/h friends
  • blaise teasing draco by saying you’re a ‘slytherin at heart’
  • but you don’t mind it because you have a secret love and fascination with the house
  • but blaise goes on to ask draco ‘what’s it like to f**k a y/h’
  • “it’s… just… shut up, blaise.”
  • you secretly wanting him to answer
  • “no, draco, what’s it like?”
  • you wearing his green scarf in public
  • mainly because he wanted everyone to know you were together
  • you feeling bad for him because of the slytherin stereotype, because he seems really mean and spiteful to everyone else, but to you he’s the sweetest, loveliest and most generous person ever
  • you always reassuring him that being in slytherin is a good thing
  • because it is
  • being the only person in your friendship group who’s not in slytherin
  • you joking around and using his house traits to flirt with him
  • “quite the bad boy, aren’t you, malfoy?
  • “you certainly know what you want, don’t you, draco?
  • “going to show your ambition and kiss me, or what?
  • “you slick, cunning, little flirt, draco malfoy.”
  • playing on it even more
  • “100 points to slytherin for draco malfoy being the cutest boyfriend ever.”
  • “10 points to y/h for trying, y/n.”
  • “50 points from slytherin for that remark.”
  • and when he kisses you
  • “1000 points to slytherin…”

ok so i was at college today, and as i walked into my class there were 2 boys, wearing red and blue sweaters arguing over something i didn’t quite get. so i was like. ok i gotta stop this nonsense bc im a good person. so i went towards them and as i was walking i heard the blue one yell “YOU BETTER FUCKING ACCEPT THAT YOURS IS NICE YOU MOTHERFUCKER” and the red one yelled back “NO, YOURS IS NICER YOU SON OF A BITCH” and i was like ok i do not want to interfere w these dudes but i don’t want them to be too loud and i was like “hey guys what’s going on” and the red one looked at me pointing at the blue one and was like “HE WONT FUCKING ADMIT THAT HIS SWEATER HAS A NICER SMELL THAN MINE” and i stg wtf…….. and i realised they were both exchanging sweaters and they both think each other’s sweater had a nice smell and if that’s not keith and lance then idk what is.

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Binding advice if you don’t/can’t have a binder!!

If you have chest dysphoria but you don’t have a binder for whatever reason (or even if you just want to have a really good sport bra for a good price), I have something for you. I found this amazing sport bra in H&M a few weeks ago and I’m in love with it. It was quite cheap and it’s sooo comfortable you won’t even believe me.

Most likely it will work best if you are small chested (I’m a B cup btw) and it won’t make you completely flat, but with a loose shirt on it does a great job.

It won’t make you feel like you’re suffocating, you can exercise and do anything you want while wearing it. But you shouldn’t wear it for too long!! (just an example, I went traveling and I had to wear it for 16 hours every day and I started having breathing problems on the 3rd day)
Also don’t buy one that’s smaller than the size you need because the band will hurt your ribs.

My store only had white ones but I’m sure H&M’s site has other nice colors too. It’s super comfortable, it’s safe, it was cheap and it makes me feel a lot better. 10/10 would recommend.

I hope I could help someone with this!

Yuri on Festival voice drama (detailed report)

I went to watch the next-day viewing of yesterday’s Yuri on Festival event, and this time I took notes for the drama so I’ll write a more detailed summary, also because this one isn’t going to be sold on DVD. I believe other people have probably written reports too, but in cases such as this I think “the more the merrier” because it’s not recorded so it’s better to have more accounts. Also, now you’ll start seeing more Japanese reports & art too. Most people were keeping quiet out of consideration for the ones who could only watch the viewing and didn’t want spoilers.

Official title of the drama: “Fundoshi da yo!!! Sekai Metsubou Daipinchi Hasetsu Kunchi Spiritual!!” which roughly translates to “Fundoshi!!! The world is in danger of being destroyed. Hasetsu Kunchi Spiritual!!”

It was in 3 parts, separated by game and information corners.
I hope it’s not too confusing, but especially the last part is impossible to summarize decently because they talked a lot and I couldn’t possibly take note of everything, not to mention what they say is mostly crazy stuff, lol. For some parts and lines I double-checked looking at other Japanese comments online. If something is not clear feel free to send me an ask.

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ok but listen to me i know andrew is meant to have the emotional capacities of a toaster oven and i know he’s supposed to be all dead inside but don’t tell me that andrew isn’t the most sappy little shit in his own unique way bc like,,,

  • he literally dresses neil up everytime they’re having a night out?? like he actually takes the time to go out and pick something nice out for him to wear like whaaa. 
  • here take the keys to my home & oh btw i had duplicate keys made for you so you can drive my car around like whenever you want to so yea feel free also here are some custom made arm bands that match mine to like a tee 
  • he has no problems choosing his boyfriend over his brother 
  • “you are a pipe dream.“ 
  • he GIVES HIM A BATH ?!?! he towel dries him after??
  • he HelPS neil out of his t-shirt when he’s too sore to manage it by himself?? 
  • he’s so weak for neil that he’s constantly reaching out to touch him?? i mean c'mon people he was tapping his fingers against the pulse point of neil’s throat, i mean who does that, even with their crushes, who does that???? esp when it’s important to note he doesn’t normally enjoy physical contact & rarely ever initiates it but the tHIRST is rEAL !!! 
  • shitty middle school level flirting: "i’m not a math problem,” “but i’ll still solve you” “i need a new toy to play with” “i don’t like to share” like affghs this boy
  • matching phones, matching RINGTONES, wtf andrew we know you’re a twin but does everything have to come in twos??
  • he’s all about that rooftop romance aesthetic, chain-smoking at 2 am, trading retorts and kisses in the dark
  • he likes wearing fuckign skull caps. skull caps.
  • he has a thing for long drives 
  • he kissed neil like the world started & stopped at neil’s mouth, yea, you remember that line?? me too. i almost birthed my kidney when i read it.

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Okay, so here I am, an innocent lurker, having just found this blog, when I see: "what if the skywalkers were cthulu-type monsters." excuse me??? please elaborate you just wrote that and nothing else im dying ex p la i n y o ur s el f

  • The Force is everything that ever was and ever will be, every storm and every silence, the hunting krayk dragon and cowering bantha calf: it is huge, all-consuming, completely inhuman. How, then, could its children be anything short of monstrous? (Wonders, yes. But monsters all the same.)
  • Anakin Skywalker is boy-shaped, but Obi Wan cannot bear to look at him. 
  • A clarification: he can look at him with his human eyes; but he must clamp down the extra eyes his Force-sensitivity gives him, because when he doesn’t – well. The first time he met the boy he hadn’t closed those eyes; he’d open them, wide and curious and seen –
    • teeth and claws and roiling shadows, a slipslide of features and starfire, the white blur of warpspeed and it hurts –
  • Anakin Skywalker is the son of the Force, half human and half something extraordinary. There’s a reason the Jedi don’t like him, why Yoda mistrusts him; they all have to close their extra eyes around him; and even when they’re white-knuckled with effort, clamping down so the Force can’t so much as whisper to them (and that hurts Jedi, of course it does, it runs counter to all their training about opening up and trusting in the Force) and even then they still feel the velvet quiver of unseen limbs over their skin. 
  • And more. And worse. When he is angry – which is often – his shadow warps into something awful, and even the least Force-sensitive being quails at the profound wrongness of the sight. His features warp and melt, teeth spiralling out from his pupils, his mouth cracks open wide, his tongue growing scales and feathers and catching fire and he smiles, oh how he smiles and –
    • nothing like him should exist and
    • and you blink, lose the moment, he’s just a young man glowering at you, and his shadow is the same, but the memory of that horror is seared into the back of your brain.
  • It is no surprise that Padme dies in childbed. 
  • The first child’s cry makes Obi Wan’s bones rattle. It – you could not call it anything but an it – is a twisting, squirming mess of light and dark. There’s a wing, a thorned branch: you cannot focus on it. You cannot pin a shape to it. Obi Wan wants to run away, run and never look back. But the Med Droid is offering it to him; and it is a child, of a sort; and Obi Wan takes it, and it coalesces into a soft pink baby girl. He places it – her – against Padme’s white breast. Padme cradles it. “She’s beautiful.”
  • The second is just the same: pushed out like any human baby, but a roling mess of lightening and thick syrupy cloud, one moment tentacled and the next furred, pure power condensed. Obi Wan takes it in his arms and it solidifies into another fat baby, small and squalling. 
  • He’s not like the other babies, Luke Skywalker. He’s a funny one. When he smiles, you have the sudden absurd impulse that he’s got too many teeth for his face. His hair is corn-gold, but when you see it out of the corner of your eye you swear that it isn’t hair at all, but fire and teeth. Looking at him too long is like staring into the sun. 
  • The other children are scared of him, Behu says to Owen, once. And Owen says: children always know. And Behu says: he isn’t a bad kid. Owen says: he’s a wonder. And that’s the problem. 
  • Jabba’s goons go to the Lars farm to collect water once. Only once. They return to Jabba’s palace gibbering nonsense, with their eyes burned out. Both mumble something about there’s something wrong with the boy and then jump into the ragnar pit. 
  • Don’t do that again, says Owen, but he hugs his nephew all the same, pulls him close, kisses his temple. He feels something hot-cold run over his spine, like something far larger than the child is trying to embrace him back. That night, Behu runs her fingers over the new white scartissue on her husband’s back, and says, he’s a good kid. Owen says, I know.
  • If I was there I could have saved them, Luke says to Ben Kenobi, years later, and in that moment he has a thousand thousand eyes and all of them are burning, and he has no limbs but a dozen wings bearing him aloft, and each feather is molten gold and each feather drips blood. Ben thinks of Anakin, screws his Force-sensitivity closed. Luke is a monster. A wonder. But first and foremost he is a boy, and he is grieving. 
    • Ben Kenobi holds him while he weeps. 
  • When Leia comes, she turns into a celestial horror with more teeth than Han cares to count. “Huh,” he says, after their first time. She’s so little in his arms, but so vast. He feels something gentle his back. He says, “Next time, I’ll wear a blindfold, princess. Don’t want to blind me, do you? Then I won’t be able to see when you’re doing stupid shit.” She titters, presses her face into the curve of his neck. 
    • Love comes to everyone, including monsters. 

anonymous asked:

Supercorp at a baseball game

When Kara asks if she’s free Saturday, she immediately makes sure she is.

When Kara, fingers coated in cheese and salt and salsa, drags her up bleacher after bleacher until they reach the perfect spot, she realizes maybe she should’ve asked why.

“Want one?” A chip is held towards her, cheese slipping off and falling in a clump on the bleacher between them. “It’s okay. I’ll get it.”

She doesn’t wait to see what Kara means by that, turning her attention back to the people milling about the field. A part of her knows what Kara intends, and her stomach twists at the thought.

“All good.”

When she glances down, the cheese is gone and Kara looks unnervingly proud of herself.

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I remember doing a challenge a million years ago about drawing your favorite character in whatever you’re wearing (or an outfit you have) and so I’ve decided to do it again, this time with the Pines Family! haha 

Dipper and Mabel look great in glasses, now I headcanon they both need glasses haha 

This is a lot of fun! You guys should do it too I want to see it haha 

Chapter 210 thoughts.

Chapter 210 has become one of my favorites. I love it that we got to see tianshan communicate, be playful, help each other out, flirt and he tian’s loving looks warmed up my heart. The theme of this chapter is trust. 

Let’s dissect it a bit: 

First panel, He Tian has woken bright and early and was already somewhere close to Guan Shan’s house waiting for him. He waits 30 minutes before he makes the phone call to question where Guan Shan is at. For He Tian standards, he’s pretty calm. I think we would have expected He Tian to call him within 5 minutes since we know he has a temper, but this time he kept his cool and actually waited around. His tone is pretty calm as well, maybe he’s worried that something happened to Guan Shan? 

Second panel is fanservice for sure from Old Xian, look at that baby fox just sprawled on the bed half naked. yup, this is a bl folks! check out what He Tian is getting to touch! AnywAys….


Now we officially know who is the the one to sleep in and who’s the morning person. I suspect that He Tian is the one who sleeps very little and it takes him a while to get to sleep while for Guan Shan, he could fall asleep anywhere for hours and is definitely not a morning person. Can you imagine He Tian laying in bed, smoking his first cigarette of the day, watching Guan Shan sleep and thinking he’s the luckiest guy in the world because he has such an amazing boyfriend by his side? ah, my heart <3

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Sexual Life (Head canon)

ok first of all I want to dedicate this to @tomhstories because, as I’ve already said, they are my biggest smut inspiration

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- Ok at first you guys decided to wait, so that you can get to know each other better;
- But after one month Tom invited you at his place and tried to make everything as romantic as possible;
- I can picture the room full of candles and petals spread on the floor because he’s such a cheesy boy;
- I also imagine Tom (accidentally) setting fire to the curtain, and desperately trying to put out the small bonfire he created;
- When he succeeded you were gone;
- Tom would be so sad and thought he had ruined everything;
- One hour later you came back with new curtains;
- Tom was so relieved that he kissed you with all the passion he had;
- At the end your first time was a fuck on his living room’s floor;
- But generally he’s so sweet and caring, always asking you if you’re ok;
- Since your personalities are pretty strong, you’re both dom between the sheets;
- After workout or filming Tom’s so tired he asks you to go down on him or riding him;
- Going down each other on a daily basis;
- “Darling
- “Princess
- “Angel
- Don’t forget my favourite: “kiTTEn
- Lots of hair pulling;
- And ass grabbing as well;
- “Can I tell Harrison what we did yesterday?”
- “Ghsusbsje TOM WHAT THE FUCK??? No, butthead”
- Tom would tell Harrison anyway;
- Giggly and drank sex after clubbing with your friends;
- One day Tom sees your bruises on your hips and he feels super guilty;
- “Sorry darling, next time I won’t be that rough”;
- “Who told you I don’t like it rough?”
- After this answer his boner hit him in the face;
- Tom groaning in your neck (I’m crying);
- “God, babe. Do that again”;
- Overstimulation (don’t fight me on this);
- I have the feeling Tom has a sort of pain kink, but nothing too hardcore;
- Going around shirtless so everyone (especially Haz and his brothers) can see he got some the night before;
- “I guess I’m just sooooo good at this?”
- Teasing you all the damn time;
- Always treating you like the most sacred relic in the world;
- But sometimes he can get really dom like that you can’t walk the day later;
- So he cuddles you to apologize;
- Even if he doesn’t have anything to apologize for;
- Worshipping your legs: like kissing every inch of your body from the ankle to your tights;
- Biting his lips so hard that you break him a capillary;
- (this last is based on a personal true story ahxhebxje, I’m kinda rough);
- Tom having just two moods: sweet, deep and caring love making in bed, rough quickies or proper fucks everywhere;
- When you first moved he made a list of places where he wanted to take you;
- Kitchen counter, floor in front or the chimney, bathroom sink, shower… (the list is infinite);
- OMG CAN WE TALK ABOUT TESSA??? She would be the best cockblocker ever;
- Like once you and Tom were making out and she was staring at you;
- “I can’t do this with Tess staring at us” Tom said one so the next time he locked the door;
- One day you were having some sexy time after weeks of not seeing each other and Tessa started barking and scratching the door. Tom laughed in the middle of the sex because “Darling, Tessa thinks we’re in danger”;
- Since she destroyed the mood, Tom opened the door to welcome her and the three of you would cuddle in bed;
- Your turns on: looking at him working out, lips licking, lips biting, neck kisses;
- His turns on: wearing short dress, when you tie your hair up leaving your neck expose, eye contact (!!!!! like, this is so important), wearing his clothes, high heels;
- In my opinion Tom loves lace, like pastel lace underwear because he likes looking at you in innocent colours;
- Making out while listening to The Weeknd;
- When he first brought home his Spider-Man costume you are extremely turned on because that costume is so thigh that highlights his toned body;
- Tight riding Tom wearing the costume;
- Taking off the costume took you half a hour because of the defective zip;
- Ok I don’t think that Tom is really into kinky stuff, you would try something new from time to time like handcuff and so on but nothing too extreme;
- Nevertheless your sex life is perfect and I stop here ‘cause this head canon made me tear up :(
- I want Tom so badly;

anonymous asked:

Your Caeneus and Poseidon fics made me weep. Will you ever write about when Poseidon gives up the power of the sea and returns to Caeneus?

Part One / Part Two


They’ve all abandoned their duties, the world has changed and they’re not needed like they were needed before.

All but the three of them, the most powerful of gods.

Zeus stubbornly remains on the abandoned Mount Olympus. Even Hera has left him, shaking herself free of her shackles and her crown all at once.

Hades continues as he always has. It’s possible he wouldn’t have noticed anything had changed if it weren’t for Persephone’s new freedom that allows her to spend all months of the year with her husband.

Then there is him.

Poseidon sits on his thrown at the bottom of the sea, restless in a way he can’t remember ever feeling before. Amphitrite sighs from her place besides him, then stands to face him. “Perhaps it is time.”

“What are you talking about?” he snaps, although he knows the answer.

She smiles at him, soft and exasperated and even a little fond after all these years. “You knew it wasn’t forever. We both did.”

He presses a hand to his chest, and – he is of the sea, and he is not supposed to be feel fear. But he does. “I do not remember the man I was before I was King of the Sea.  If – if I return to that person, I do not know what I will be, who I will be.”

Amphitrite holds out her hands. Feeling like a child, Poseidon takes them. “I know exactly who you will be, and what you will do. It’s time, Poseidon.”

He’s never loved her, couldn’t love her. But she’s been his constant companion for almost his entire life, and he cares for her, as much as he is capable of caring for anyone. “What will happen to you?”

“That is none of you concern,” she says, “but I will be what I’ve always been – the sea.”

She uses a single claw and opens her chest, the inside of her a dark green except for a pulsating red heart. He sighs and breaks off a piece of his throne to do the same to his own chest. It’s not like he’ll need it after this.

He takes out the cold, dark lump from inside him and places it safely below her ribcage. Her skin heals over and pales, and the warmth of her eyes snuffs out. She slips the beating heart below his sternum, and his skin heals over just as quickly as hers had.

Poseidon didn’t know how cold he had been until he could feel warmth again, like a bonfire in his chest unfurling to fill him, warming the bottoms of his feet and tips of his fingers. The tidal wave of grief and love and happiness and sorrow nearly threatens to barrel him over, all the emotion he’d only felt echoes of now overwhelming him.

But even with all of that, he instantly knows something is wrong.

“This isn’t my heart,” he says, and it functions like his heart, these are his emotions and feelings, but – it’s not his heart, it’s not the heart he traded away to Amphitrite for power so long ago.

“No,” she agrees, “it’s not.”

She almost looks like she’s smiling.

He means to question her, to demand answers in spite of personally knowing how worthless it is to ask anything of the sea. But before he gets the chance, he’s being pushed away and onto the shore, and he knows better than to try and go back and attempt to get answers she doesn’t feel like giving. He doesn’t think she’d kill him, but he’s not interested in finding out.

He looks out at the impossibly tall structures before him, the glass city sprawling at the end of the beach when before there had only been a – been a – a cottage.

“Caeneus,” he breathes, and is gone in the next moment.

~

He knows the entrances to the underworld well, even as the world moves and changes they never have. It takes him no time at all to be standing by the River Styx with Charon in front of him. “You are not dead,” the boatman says reproachfully.

“No,” he says, “Summon Hades, I must speak to him. There’s someone in there who – someone I – someone,” he finishes, and it’s been thousands and thousands of years since he last has Caeneus in his arms, but it doesn’t matter. The heart in his chest is a heart that is capable of love, and he loves Caeneus just as he did as a fledgling god with dominion over nothing.

Charon has no face that he can see, but he still gets the impression he’s being laughed at. “The underworld contains many someones.”

“Call Hades,” he says, low and dangerous, and the waters of the Styx churn angrily at his temper. He may no longer be the king of the sea, but he is still a god of it, and a powerful one at that. Charon takes a step away from him, no longer laughing but also not moving to help him.

There’s a shift in the air, and a young woman stands before them. Her skin is as dark at the water of the river, and her eyes are the grey of its foam. “Who dares disturb my river?” the goddess Styx demands. He meets her gaze, and her mouth drops open. “Poseidon? What are you doing here?”

“That is not Poseidon,” Charon says, “He doesn’t feel like a king.”

He wants to slap himself. Charon is blind.

Styx raises an eyebrow, “Looks like he finally got with times. The king of the ocean is no more.” She circles him like a predator circles prey. “There’s something different about you.”

“Lady Styx,” he grits out, “Please. Summon my brother, I must speak with him. I’m looking for someone.”

She shakes her head, “I can’t. He and Hecate are expanding the realm today. They can’t be disturbed.”

He doesn’t care about his brother’s obsession with home improvement, but he doesn’t say that. “Persephone then.”

“The Lady is currently among the mortals,” Charon says.

He clenches his hands into fists. He knows it’s been thousands of years, and a little more time won’t make much of a difference. But he’s already lost so much time. He doesn’t want to lose any more.

Styx sighs as if she finds him troublesome. “Thanatos,” she calls out conversationally, “I need you.”

There’s another shift in the air, and a familiar figure appears in front of him. “What do you need?” the death god asks, ink on his hands and smudged across his forehead. “I’m busy.”

“Icarus,” he says. It’s hard to regret the actions he took with Amphitrite’s heart in his chest. He wanted, and so he took. Such is the nature of the sea. However, there many things he did then that he wouldn’t have done if he’d had his heart. Those years with Icarus are among them.

He’s never said no, never pushed him away or lashed out. But if Poseidon had had his heart, he would have known that it wasn’t what the young man wanted.

Icarus’s mouth drops open, but he shuts it again. “Poseidon,” he greets carefully. “Can we help you with something?”

“I’m looking for a mortal. His name is Caeneus, my magic should be clinging to him. He died – a long time ago, I’m assuming. I don’t know exactly when.”

Icarus’s eyes go distant as he reviews a mental list of the dead. He blinks, then slowly shakes his head. “There are many by the name of Caeneus in our realm, but none that are god-touched.”

He says, “That’s impossible. I transformed him myself. The magic would have clung to him, even in death.”

“Yes,” Icarus agrees. “But he is not among our realm, which means he’s not among the dead. This Caeneus of yours is still alive.”

“That’s impossible,” he repeats, but fainter this time. He presses a hand to his sternum, where a heart that isn’t his own beats.

Styx laughs and drapes herself over Charon, who tolerates it. “Poseidon, nothing is impossible.”

~

He goes to Aphrodite next. She’s dressed as a mortal, wearing glasses she doesn’t need and a dress too short for current mortal fashions. She’s curled up on a chair reading, and she slowly lowers her book to look at him. “So the rumors are true,” she says finally. There’s something like sympathy on her face. “They all said you were different once you became the god of the sea. None ever knew the reason was that you lost your heart.”

“Traded it, actually,” he says, “and we didn’t want you to know. That’s not why I’m here.”

She raises an eyebrow, “Oh?”

“I need your help,” he taps his chest, “This heart isn’t mine either. I need your help to find the man it belongs to.”

She closes her book and puts it aside, eyes sparking with interest. “Very well, Uncle. I will do my best.”

~

Aphrodite finds him. They arrive at a small house jutting out of the edge of a cliff, the sea wide and churning below. A man stands at the edge, subtly manipulating the waves with the push-pull motions of his hands. “I didn’t know you knew Glaucus,” she says. “What are you doing with his heart?”

Glaucus. A minor sea god who looked after lost fisherman. “His name is Caeneus,” he says, already walking away from her.

“Good luck!” she calls out before returning to her home and her book.

He walks over slowly, not sure what he’s expecting. Anger, certainly. Perhaps a fight. Maybe if he lets Caeneus beat him up, he’ll be more willing to listen to him. “Hey,” he says, when he’s only a few feet away, bracing himself for – something.

Caeneus stills, turning to face him. His eyes widen, and he takes a hesitant step closer. “Poseidon. Is it – is – do you have,” he pauses and reaches out a hand, pressing a hand against Poseidon’s chest. “What’s in here?”

“Your heart,” he croaks, and reaches out a trembling hand and pressing it to Caeneus’s sternum. “Just as my heart is here.”

“You can have it back,” he says, taking another step closer, and the sun reflects off of Caeneus’s eyes so they shine gold. “I was only keeping it safe for you.”

He reaches for his chest, but Poseidon grabs his hand. “Don’t. Without my heart, you’ll die.”

Caeneus smiles, “That’s all right. I’ve been waiting for you to come back for it, and now you’re here.” His smile dims, “Will you kiss me first? Is that all right?”

Poseidon pulls him closer and presses their foreheads together. Caeneus’s arms wrap around his waist, and something inside him settles. “I will not,” he whispers, and Caeneus tenses. “You must keep my heart, because it belongs to you. It always has.” He shifts to kiss his cheek, and he can smell the salt from Caeneus’s tears that are threatening to spill.  “I shouldn’t have traded it to Amphitrite. It wasn’t mine to give away.”

“Then you must keep mine,” he says, and he’s shaking, “because it has belonged to you for just as long.”

Poseidon kisses him then. Caeneus melts against him, and the first true sunburst of happiness blossoms in his chest.

This is the beginning of the rest of their lives.


gods and monsters series part xvi

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Can I request RFA+V and Saeran reacting to MC sleeping in their clothes?

Hey there Anon~! This was so cute to write when I saw this I squealed. Hope you enjoy!♡

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Yoosung

  • He was playing LOLOL all day and it was pretty cold in the small apartment so you decided to wear his signature blue hoodie
  • You fell asleep on the bed while he was still playing him not noticing you
  • It was around 2 in the morning when he quit and turned around and saw you sleeping in his hoodie
  • HE BLUSHED SO HARD
  • Also got a tiny nosebleed
  • When he went into bed to go cuddle with you, you woke up
  • “MC? Why are you wearing my hoodie?”
  • “Because it’s cold and it smells like you”
  • Cue this boy blushing harder than he already was
  • Wants you to wear his clothes more often because AWWWWWW
  • You both fell asleep in each other’s arms

Zen

  • He came home from rehearsals pretty late it was 11 pm
  • You had fell asleep in one of his black turtlenecks because it was extremely comfy and it smelled like him
  • You always missed him when he went off to rehearsals so you decided why not wear his clothes?
  • When he walked into the living room and saw you asleep on the couch with one of his musicals playing softly in the background
  • He tried so hard for The Beast™ to not unleash
  • He stood there for like 15 minutes just watching you sleep in his clothes and trying so hard to contain himself
  • He walked over to you and picked you up and headed into the bedroom
  • NO FRICKY-FRACKY TIME TONIGHT THO
  • He layed you down and got into bed with you
  • He cuddled you all night long sort of not enjoying not being able to smell your scent over his cologne

Jaehee

  • Jumin made her work very late tonight
  • He made her start researching something for a new cat project he made up
  • So when she came home and saw you in one of her night shirts BAEHEE WAS FEELING BUTTERFLIES
  • She changed and headed into bed with you but not being able to sleep because you were just too c u t e
  • Just lied there looking at you for a good 5 minutes at the least because she loved you so much
  • She finally hugged you and fell asleep in your tired embrace

Jumin

  • He had to do more work than he thought he needed to today
  • You fell asleep on the couch with Elizabeth the 3rd on your lap watching some sort of show
  • You were in one of his business shirts because he had no actual comfy clothes and he slept shirtless
  • It was a dress on you
  • When he walked in and saw you with Elizabeth in your lap and your mouth a little open his heart dropped
  • He was so in love with you
  • But got very confused when he saw you in one of his shirts?
  • (He was going to wear that shirt tomorrow)
  • He wakes you up and starts talking about how the shirt is too big and why you’re wearing it
  • “You were at work too long and I wanted something that smelled like you so I put this on”
  • Started asking why you didn’t just spray his cologne on your shirt
  • I don’t fucking know Jumin this just seemed better tf?
  • Also asks why you aren’t wearing your pajamas
  • “I wanted to wear these”
  • Calls up a fitter and starts making them take your measurements and making you knew pajamas that smell like him
  • It 1 in the morning what the actual fuck Jumin?

Saeyoung/707

  • Because of his job he doesn’t get to sleep very often
  • Also it was super hot in the house today for some reason so he took of his black and yellow hoodie
  • While he got up to get a new pack of HBC you snuck in and grabbed his jacket
  • You put it on and sort of fell asleep on your shared bed
  • So what if it was hot? You missed Seven’s cuddles
  • The jacket sort of smelled like stale HBC, PD.H Pepper, and a bit of his cologne but whatever
  • He walked back into his room and noticed his jacket was missing
  • Started a little search for God Seven’s special hoodie
  • When he made it to your bedroom and saw you sleeping
  • MAJOR NOSEBLEED
  • YOU LOOKED SO FLIPPING CUTE
  • YOU GOT LIKE x684115 CUTER HOW??????
  • Gave up his work and jumped into bed with you and was basically suffocating you in his cuddle
  • Sorry Vanderwood but Seven can’t help himself

V/Jihyun

  • He spends most of his days at home because he can’t go anywhere
  • He’s blind but not so blind that he can’t see fully
  • You started going through his wardrobe to see if there is anything you can wear of his
  • You saw one of his grey cardigans and put it on falling asleep on the bed a couple minutes later
  • Blue-haired boy started getting a little nervous because he couldn’t find you
  • You said you would be back because you were a bit cold and went to get a jacket
  • When you didn’t come back after 15 minutes he went looking for you around the house
  • He was being careful because he didn’t want to break anything in the house
  • He walked into the bedroom and saw you asleep cuddled into his cardigan
  • Saw you cuddled up in something and tried to see what it was better
  • Finally realized it’s one of his cardigans
  • He blushes so hard because you’re just so cute
  • Rika never did this with his clothes
  • Smiles and cuddles up with you in the bed loving how cute you are

Saeran

  • You saw one of his sweaters and you put it on because why the hell not?
  • You sat down on the couch and fell asleep watching a movie
  • Saeran walked into the room and saw you sleeping in what was that?
  • One of his sweaters?
  • Why MC?
  • He has to admit you did look cute in his clothes but why?
  • You were sleeping peacefully until you felt a poke in your side
  • You woke up to see Saeran hovering above you
  • “MC, can you take that off that’s mine”
  • You were confused but respected his wishes and took it off
  • He grabbed the sweater and said a quiet ‘thank you’ before walking off
  • What the hell just happened?

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BTS reaction to you wearing purposely revealing clothing

If you wondered why it says “purposely revealing” clothes and not just “revealing” then that’s because it shouldn’t matter if your clothes are revealing or not. I feel strongly that if you don’t mean for ‘revealing’ clothes to be sexual, then fucking good for you, you rule. It’s your body you can do whatever the fuck you want, and a jealous boyfriend shouldn’t request for you to dress differently. That’s why in this scenario you’re doing it purposely :’)

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