i was partying hard while watching it!

Sean Videos for his Break!

I was inspired by @markipliergamegifs  ‘s post about Mark videos to binge during his hiatus, and since Sean will be on tour I decided to compile some series you should watch while he’s taking a well-deserved break!

Skate 3

The Sims 4

Henry Stickman Games

Undertale

Special Videos (Trigger warnings on many of these, be careful)

Papers, Please

Firewatch

Unravel

Ben and Ed

Uncharted 4

Riddle School

Spyro the Dragon

Manuel Samuel

Clustertruck

Power Hours

Japan World Cup

Party Hard

The Last Guardian

Totally Accurate Battle Simulator

Clone Drone in the Danger Zone

Ben and Ed Blood Party

Mario Kart 8 Deluxe

Oh… Sir! The Insult Simulator

Emily is Away Too

Kindergarten

Night In The Woods

Best of Videos

Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator

Uncharted: The Lost Legacy

Guessing Phrases in Other Languages

Turmoil

I know this is a very long post haha, but here are some videos to watch while Sean is on tour with Arin and Danny if you need to. Have tons of fun, dude!

The One That Got Away

<Hopefully I’m doing this right and it isn’t too terribly long…>

The humans don’t talk about the Fair Folk they notice, so none of them seem to think about the ones that don’t reveal themselves. We don’t exist - never have, never will.

I’m one of the younger Fair Folk at only 87 years old. My abilities lie in shape-changing and glamours, and I like to blend into the background. Because of this I can ensure that my features are normal; I have the proper parts - no more or less, and my hair and eyes are a perfectly normal brown and green respectively. In short, I look like a normal human girl.
I guess that’s why the actual human girl felt comfortable approaching me. I’d been sitting in the library reading when she walked right up to me and introduced herself.
“Hey, I’m Melody. What are you called?” (No one ever asks what your name is. Answering truthfully would be as unwise as lying. It’s one of the first “customs” that incoming students learn about.)
“I suppose I’m called Siné.” I don’t know what to think of this bold, blue-haired, dark-skinned girl. Her eyes are a lovely shade of blue-grey.
“Neat name. So what’s your major? English somethin’?” She gestures toward the book I’m holding. It’s Shakespeare and I’d been considering Taking it for my collection.
Instead of answering, I shrug. She seems to think that I’m a student, and I’m certainly not going to correct her.
Rather than getting suspicious, she takes it as a yes. “That must be fun! I’m a double major in the arts - Music Theory and Creative Writing.”
Interesting. Such a clever and creative mind she must have… “You write and you compose?”
“Yeah…” She blushes. “It’s really fun but also really stressful. Especially here.”

In the end, we talk until the library clocks have moved forward several hours. The clocks outside have probably marked less than 45 minutes since she introduced herself.

(“Why did you come over anyway?” - “It’s been hard settling in. I’m from southern Louisiana, so I don’t know anyone here. Everyone else is too scared of the… forest… to talk to strangers, but you don’t seem to mind.”)

She invites me to her room when the librarian starts glaring at us.

(“I need feedback on my latest piece. How do you feel about the fiddle?” - “It’s a lovely instrument and I’d be honored to hear you play.”)

I was right, she is very creative. The Shakespeare is back in the library, but some of her sheet music goes missing. The other Fae try to find her, but her room is blocked from Their sight. They’ll just have to be content with listening.
That night, I enroll as an English major and arrange to be roommates with her. Melody’s original roommate gets moved to another building. The humans assume I’m a late transfer, and the other Fae don’t care.

Eventually, she learns enough of the Rules to understand why she still can’t find her music, no matter how hard she looks. After that, it all gets locked inside a hawthorn box with an iron lock within a circle of salt. She tells me this while complaining that she worked hard on that music and it’d be nice if They’d at least left a note or something.
The next morning, she finds a politely worded and complimentary letter on her desk. It has no signature. The music is not returned.

Months pass while we grow closer. I go everywhere with her; we have writing classes together (I try to see what she writes, but the angle is bad), and I wait outside her music classes (at least I can listen to her play). When she goes to a party, I’m always by her side. She dances sometimes, and I’m always watching. Eventually she stops going to parties.
One night she shares her stories with me and I have to fight the urge to Take her as I listen to grand tales of adventure and magic. It’s good that she wears enough iron to stop me.
The other students start to notice that we’re inseparable. So do the Gentry.

The Fair Folk never stopped looking for the musician whose performances hold the entire campus in awe of their beauty. They just could never find her until they saw how I favored Melody. After that, it was a simple matter for them to peel back my protections and confirm their suspicions.
I should have Taken her while I had the chance. I would have taken care of her, given her anything she wanted in exchange for her creations.
The students aren’t surprised when we both disappear one night.

It’s easy enough to find Melody. She’s inside a golden cage in front of the entire Court of Underhill. A Fae made of sharp edges and glitter is using her like a puppet, forcing her to play. Their magic shines like silver threads as it wraps around her hands.
I’m about to act when Melody speaks.
“Are you happy with this? Because this is all you’ll ever get from me again. Old music, old tales. I’ll give you nothin’ new while I’m trapped here.” Her hands keep moving, but it’s obviously only by rote.
The Fae tilts their head. “I could just kill you.” A string of magic twitches toward her mouth before disappearing once more.
“You could. Why should I care? If I stay, I’m dead no matter what.” I couldn’t be prouder or more scared. This could set her free, or it could get her killed. If this goes wrong, I’ll just have to step in like I’d been planning.
“Aren’t you scared?” The Fae rests fingers like knives around her throat. “You’re in mortal peril. Don’t you want to live?” The only thing keeping her alive is the curiosity of Fair Folk.
“Course I wanna live. But I’m not going to get to if I stay. You’ll make me a caged bird; you already have. This’ll kill me as sure as anythin’ else.” Her eyes stay open and unafraid.
With a hiss, the Fae steps back. “You aren’t willing to bargain for your life then?”
“I’m not willin’ to bargain for my death, but I’ll stay where you can hear me if you send me back unchanged. That’s my bargain and it’s the only one I’ll make.” The Court titters.
Minutes tick by as I hold my breath waiting for the Fae’s response. The Court starts shifting - some impatiently, some uneasily. Then, just as I start to think the deal has been rejected -
“I find these terms acceptable.”
I step out of the shadows to guide her back home.

When we come back, there are whispers. They’re shocked that we came back the same as we left; that we even returned at all. Some speculate that we tricked our way out, others that we were never with the Fair Folk at all. No one thinks that it was sheer stubbornness and determination that saved her, or that we weren’t together wherever we were.
Melody never asks why it took so long for the Gentry to find her in the first place, nor how I knew the path from campus to Court. She knows, and all she says is that if I ever try anything she’ll never speak to me again. I accept her bargain, because what else can I do?
Our days return to normal, except the Fair Folk are all terrified of her now. They address her as The One That Got Away, and when she passes by the lesser Fae bow and the Gentry simply nod. Once she loses her iron rings after a shower. For the entire week it takes to find them again, none of the Fair Folk risk being seen by her.

When I finally ask why she was willing to trap herself at the University when she was so against being trapped at the Court, her response is simple.
“I was already plannin’ on bein’ a professor here.” She grins toothily, “I just made them think they got the better end of the deal while giving up nothing.”
My collection is now in our room so she can be the centerpiece. I don’t want to Take her anymore; she’s already mine.

[x]

Jughead & Reader: Can’t Take it Anymore

Summary: You and Jughead agreed to have a little fun together while remaining friends. While you were ready for a relationship with him, he didn’t think it’d be a good idea. As friends with benefits, the two of you take dates to a friend’s party. When he sees you with your date, he realizes he can’t control his jealousy anymore.
NSFW


Listen to: Curveballs - The Wombats


The lights were dim, the door was locked, and the only sound you could hear was the moan escaping Jughead’s lips and the sound of your heart pounding in your chest. Your shoulders dragged against the sheets, pulling them out of place while your fingers tangled in his hair. He was kissing your neck, sending chills down your spine from the way his lips felt against your warm skin.

Everything was perfect… until your phone rang. 

“Jughead,” you whispered, grabbing hold of his hair and pulling him away from your neck. 

He looked at you, slightly out of breath. “Ignore it,” he told you. 

You rolled your eyes before reaching over to the bedside table and grabbing your phone. It was Archie. You sat up in bed, pulled the covers to your chest, then answered. “Hello?”

“Hey, it’s me,” Archie said. “Do you have a minute?”

Jughead could hear Archie through the phone and he gave you a look. He wanted to continue kissing like you were before but you were curious as to why Archie would call. You pushed Jughead away when he tried to kiss your neck again. “Yeah, what’s up?” You asked. 

“Betty’s having a little party at her house tomorrow. I think it’s just a little barbecue or something, but I was just wondering if you wanted to go?”

You looked at Jughead and saw he was staring at you curiously. “With you?” You asked, just to clarify. 

Archie laughed. “Yeah, with me. Is that okay?”

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The Ugly Truth Part Five

Characters : Bucky Barnes x Reader x Steve Roger

Summary : Ex-maid of honor - having been relieved of her duties after being unceremoniously dumped by the best man via text - decides to hold her head high and attend her oldest friend’s wedding anyway. She finds herself seated at the random table in the back of the ballroom with a group of strangers, most of whom should have known to just send regrets. You and a stranger you met, try to make your ex jealous, something begins to heat up between you two. But there are a few secrets which will unfold. Based off the movie ‘Table 19’

Word Count ; 881

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four

A/N : I know, there are so many questions! What do you think will happen?! Come tell me! 

Buy me a Coffee? 

Originally posted by blairsfelicity

The ceremony was more than just awkward, it was hard to sit there and realize how much has changed.

Nat was your best friend for as long as you could remember. You two had talked about this day for years. Even planned most of the wedding yourself.

And now here you were, sitting in the very back. As if you were just an acquaintance of the family.

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all to myself : vlog 6

“It’s hard to be a vlogger when half your subscribers care more about your hot friends than you.”
- Y/N, from her April 23, 2016 vlog titled ‘Jimin shows his stupid abs 8 times (not clickbait)

↳ vlogger au
pairing: jimin x reader, yoongi x reader
warning: mentions of drug use
coachella playlist for this chapter

teaser&info | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | on-going

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How AC characters study for finals
  • Altaïr: *stares at the stack of papers* DESYNCHRONIZED
  • Malik: *tries to get Altaïr's shit together by repeatedly insulting him* NOVICE!!!
  • Ezio: *sexts his girlfriend*
  • Ezio text: [hey come over I'm going to fail this anyways lol]
  • Connor: *studies hard the whole night, watches puppy videos to relax*
  • Connor: I'm going to die :,)
  • Haytham: *doesn't need to study because this ass is a smart ass*
  • Lee: *procrastinates because knows that he's gonna cheat from Haytham tomorrow*
  • Hickey: *doesn't give a shit, drops out the day before finals are over*
  • Aveline: *crams material that isn't even on the final, but just in case*
  • Aveline: Imma learn all capitals of the world for this math exam....
  • Edward: alright, after studying hard for an hour, I'm going to take a shot of vodka...lets go
  • Edward: *gets drunk in 30 minutes*
  • Adewale: *tries to help Edward, gives up and drinks as well*
  • Shay: *betrays his study group, skips finals, decides to become a sailor*
  • Shay: fuck ya'll, imma swim to the sunset.
  • Arno: *consumes a large amount of baguettes in 15 minutes because he's nervous*
  • Arno: Ah merde, there are no questions about me. I'm going to fail.
  • Elise: *tries to study while watching Arno sob about his sorry ass*
  • Elise: ....why am I dating you again?
  • Evie: *studies hard af a month before finals, takes extra classes, barely leaves her room*
  • Jacob: :D lel where da party tho?
  • Henry: *joins to study with Evie just because he has a crush on her*
  • Henry inside: *^* she is so concentrated, omfg I want her now.
  • Starrick: *joins Haytham on the Smart Ass train*
  • Starrick: idgf, I've got money, ya'll can suck my d-

Bring My Own Pen - Zach Werenski #13

Originally posted by werenski

about/request: A zach werenski one where you’re both still in college and he’s the cute kid that sits in front of you in class and always asks for a pen and then you see him at a party and he flirts w/ you and asks you out

warnings: drinking, cursing, and a frat party

authors note: i’ve been thinking about this one for a while so i hope you enjoy it!! i promise i’m getting back in the swing of things

word count: 2070

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Don't pay for a $20 CD, smash your Dad's $250 sunglasses.

This happened in grade 8.  First let me introduce the target; we’ll call him Douchebag.  Douchebag was loud and obnoxious and always walked around like he thought he was the sh*t.  I, on the other hand, was more of a wallflower, quiet and reserved.  

My dad loves buying the newest computer gear, and I was the first kid in school to have a CD-writer.  Back then, blank CDs cost $20 and word got out I could burn stuff for people, all they had to do was pay the cost of the CD.  A few of my classmates would come ask me for favors and I thought sure why not.  One day, along comes Douchebag, asks for a game, and I happily oblige.  He says he can’t pay until later, and since we’re in the same class, where is he going to run away to?  I give him the CD and a week goes by.  He acts like his usual self.  Tired of waiting, I gently asked if he had the money to pay my dad (I wasn’t making money, my dad wasn’t making money, CDs often failed and that was $20 in the trash each time).  He kept making excuses.  Months passed and eventually I gave up.

Now, in grade 8 we have a school trip to another city for three days before we graduate and go to High School.  While we were riding the overnight bus to our destination, Douchebag was being his usual over-the-top cocky self, except this time he was sporting a pair sunglasses.  He made it loudly and annoyingly known to everyone that he borrowed them from his father and that they were worth $250 and that no one is to touch them. The trip was to last three days, and on the final day, the school rented out a party room for everyone to have some fun.  For one of the activities, we were divided into groups and given a song to perform for the rest of the class.  I was placed in douchebag’s group.

The revenge:

Because the party room had dim lights, there was no need for Douchebag to wear his sunglasses and he left them on the table in front of him.  One group ahead of us went up to perform on stage, and Douchebag was just having the time of his life thumping on the table and hootin’ and hollerin’, but unbeknownst to him, he had thumped the table so hard the vibrations pushed his sunglasses off the table and under his feet.  I saw it all, but decided to keep quiet.  Douchebag continues to pound the table, and STAMPING HIS FEET.  All the while I was watching him with a smirk on my face.

Then it’s our turn to perform.  He gets up to go, but before I join them, I take his seat and also step on his glasses a few times for good measure.  After, we get back to the table, and Douchebag realizes his sunglasses are missing.  He freaks out, starts yelling at everyone angrily, accusing people of stealing his glasses.  I suggest maybe they fell off the table.  He finds them.  Bent and broken.  I’m living my life inside but acting surprised on the outside.  He starts crying, saying how his dad is going to kill him.  His friends are all around him trying to comfort him, saying maybe he can find a repair shop before the trip ends.  

I enjoyed the school trip much more after that.

My mother and I beginnings

As for my mom and me, she took me out on the town with her friend, and since everyone knew i was in the service and they new my mother i got served. But on the way home her friend the 3 of us were pretty tipsy, and her friend sitting in the back asked if i found my mother hot in her skirt and tank top. Then asked if i ever had road head. My mother told her to stop but i had a hard on and her friend kept it up, saying she new my mother gave great head. And kept up the pressure and started to kiss my mothers neck and rub her tits, my mom finally reached over and started to rub my cock and then i just pulled it out. She kept stroking me for a while before taking me in her mouth. When we got back to the house the fun really began. When we got back to the house my mother and i kept making out while stripping. Her friend was already naked. She took over kissing my mom and started fingering her so i could take off my pants. I just moved in behind her friend (kelly) and started kissing her neck and rubbing my cock between her legs. Kelly then sat on the couch, my mother started eating her out on her knees, so i got behind my mom and pushed my cock into her pussy.I fucked my mom like that until she came, then we went to the bedroom and she sat on kellys face while i fucked kelly. I stopped before cumming because i wanted to cum in my mother, so i had my mom lay on the edge of the bed and fucked her hard until i came in her pussy, then watched as kelly ate it out of her. I told my mom the next day about me and my sister and our baby girl. My mom, sister and i never had a 3 some until my post bachelor party 3 and a half yrs later, but i fucked them both almost everyday. I got my sister pregnant again that night . But her fiance thinks its his.

Old Friends (7/7)

this is it guys !  I hope you guys like it ! xoxo

Summary: y/n and Sam Wilson have been neighbors since she moved to NewYork . When Sam started being an avenger they drifted, just random texts or calls . That was until the events between Steve, Bucky and Tony.  Things are all cleared now, everyone is back at the tower and/or avengers facility, including Bucky. But what happens when the reader shows up at the facility looking for Sam?

Pairings: Sam Wilson x reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader, Avengers x reader

Warnings: smut, violence, angst, swearing


  You slowly open your eyes and are met with brown eyes staring right back at you. You let out a groan and try to move, but you realize you’re strapped down to a medical table.The last thing you remember is being wheeled into what looked like a science lab. It was pristine white and looked like your old dentist’s office. There was a side tray filled with different medical tools, a tank with a mask attached, and a bright hanging light over it. You were wheeled under the light and the mask was placed over your face, then everything went black.

 "What the hell did you do to me?“ Your voice was raspy; you assume you’ve been out a while.

 "Well Kitten, we took care of some of your injuries from the crash. You’re welcome.” His voice was calm but arrogant at the same time.

 "Don’t fucking call me that. Wait until I get out of here, Rumlow. I swear to God I will kill you.“ You push against the restraints but they don’t budge. Your eyes still feel heavy and your body is ridden with exhaustion. You know you need to fight back and buy yourself some time.

 "Awh, I thought you like being called Kitten, it seems like it when Barnes says it.” A smirk plays on his lips, and you send him a glare.

How the fuck would he know that!?

  “Don’t you want to know how I know that? Or how I knew the jet was leaving the tower, with you in it?”

  You roll your eyes, “Well I feel like you’re going to tell me any way, but go ahead, enlighten me.“

  He moves himself so he’s leaning his elbow against the table above your head. He twirls a piece of your hair as he starts speaking, "I had some friends that made an appearance at Stark’s party you attended not too long ago. They left behind some very advanced presents in the tower.” Son of a bitch. How did Tony not know he got bugged? “So you see, I’ve witnessed a lot. I saw you and Barnes on the balcony, I’ve seen the team watch movies. I’ve seen everything.” His tone is hard now, but he’s still twirling your hair while he just looks at you .

 "So you’re Ross’s bitch now? You needed an upgrade since Pierce is six feet under, huh?  How are you even alive? Didn’t Wanda blow your sorry ass to pieces? And what’s with  the arm? I hate to break it to you, but it looks way better on Buck.“ You let out a tight laugh. He moves and leans back in his chair.

"So many questions darling. I guess I can tell you before the fun starts. He pauses to wink at you. Fucking Hell. What a sick bastard.

  "I am no one’s bitch, you were a threat to exposing Hydra’s new order, so you have to be dealt with. Never underestimate Hydra; the man Wanda killed was an agent that was manipulated to mimic my appearance. A few minutes with a blowtorch, and he looked like the one that was smashed under a building. Thanks to Hydra, my face was 90% healed, only thing I lost under that damn building was my arm.” He wiggles his metal fingers at you, you feel a wave of nausea hit you like a truck.

 "Oh honey, it’ll be okay. I’ll take care of you better than the soldier ever could. After all, I am his replacement.“ Of course they made a new soldier, how the fuck did no one find out about this?

 "Oh please, you will never hold a candle to Barnes, in his soldier days or now. He will always be better than you. Where are we now? You think the team won’t find me wherever you’ve hidden me?”

  He releases an evil laugh and he runs his fingers on the side of your face, caressing it. “They won’t find you Kitten. We are at an unmarked base in Australia,. No one’s going to look for you here. You’re stuck with me now, Y/n.” Of fucking course, I’ve always wanted to go to Australia, and now that I’m here I’m stuck with Hydra. You’ve got to be kidding me. This just proves that everything in Australia is deadly.

 The door to the lab swings open and a man in a lab coat walks in holding a laptop. He sets it on the table in front of you and Rumlow and pulls open the computer, starting the webcam up. You can see yourself; you had been changed into scrubs, and have a nasty cut across your cheek and your body is littered in bruises and cuts. You don’t see anything majorly wrong with you, so you look over to Brock.

  “What’s with the webcam? Thinking of starting your own video series? How to become  a douchey Scumbag, by Brock Rumlow.” You snort at yourself, but Rumlow doesn’t look amused. He leans toward you, taking your jaw in his metal hand and squeezing it tightly.

“Watch yourself Princess, I don’t want to have to start the show without my audience.”   What the fresh Hell is he talking about, an audience? He’s got more screws loose than Ultron. He releases your jaw, and returns to his seat next to your medical table. He pushes a tray out from behind him that you didn’t see before. You catch a glimpse of what it contains, and take in a sharp breath. It was filled with a variety of different, sharp blades. I’m screwed.

  “You really are just a ball of attitude. I don’t know how they deal with you. We’re going to make a little call to your friends in New York. Let them suffer a little.” This is perfect, if I can give them any sort of hint of where I am they’ll find me.

  You think about anything that could hint at Australia without letting Brock know what you’re doing. You come up blank; there’s nothing you can do to save yourself. I’m going to die here, awesome. I didn’t even get to fuck Barnes yet, what a cruel way to go.

 Rumlow makes his way to the computer, speaking with one of the men that came in. Another man walks in, wheeling a different cart. You can’t really tell what it is, but just assume it’s bad.

 "Did you find a way to get into the Starks receiver?“

  One of them nods, and hits the call button. Before you know it, Tony’s face appears on the screen.

 "TONY!” You start to yell, but Brock turns to you and, without warning, swings his metal hand onto your cut cheek. You can feel blood start to come out of the corner of your mouth, you spit the blood on the floor and laugh.

 "You hit like a bitch.“

 "This is going to be fun.” Brock laughs before he turns to face the camera. While Brock was dealing with you, Tony must have called the team over to him. You start to squirm on the table when you realize they can all see you.

 "Surprise surprise, Avengers. Couldn’t get rid of me that easy. Y/n, aren’t you going to say hi to your friends?“ You look straight in the camera and smile as you open your mouth to speak, but he cuts you off.


 "Be careful what you say, Kitten.” You see Bucky storm closer to the camera.

“Rumlow, I swear, I will find you. And when I do, you can’t imagine what I’ll do to you.” Well, now I know he’s even hot when he’s pissed. Can he just have one moment where he’s ugly? Jesus.His voice is music to your ears. Rumlow moves to the laptop, canceling out the audio on your end. You can’t hear what they are saying, but can see their mouths going.

 "They can still hear you sweetheart, say hello.“

  You look to the camera and you force the tears down, but don’t speak. Brock faces you again and drives a hard punch at your eye. You let out a sob, still keeping your silence.

  "Seems like someone’s a little camera shy. Maybe I should break her in, don’t you think?” Rumlow is sporting a sick grin as he moves to the newer cart that was wheeled in. He takes four little round pads off the top that are attached to a bunch of wires. It takes you a minute to figure out what it is, but as soon as he’s attached them to your temples and your chest, you know what they are. If I make it out of this, I swear I’m going to kill him 20 different fucking ways.

 He moves in front of the camera and smiles, waving the remote in his hand. Before you know it, you feel mind numbing pain shooting through every inch of you. You can’t contain the scream that ripples through you.

 "Keep talking to them. Now,“ he instructs, and you comply.  

 You let out a small sob. "Guys, I can’t hear you, but it’ll be okay.” Another lighter shock makes its way through you. "Do me a favor, whatever happens to me, know it’s not your fault. It’s this dickbag’s fault.” Instead of a shock, you feel one of the blades being shoved under your collarbone.

  Another shriek falls out of your mouth. You try to focus on the computer instead of on the pain. You look and only see Bucky staring at you with what you can only describe as pure rage. You take in his surroundings, noticing seats in the background. Not just any seats though, seats with safety belts.

 Are they on the jet? THEY KNOW WHERE I AM.  A smile spreads across your face and you start laughing like a jackal. Rumlow sends another volt of electricity through you, stronger than the others. It makes your muscles lock up around your entire body, along with the feeling of pins and needles at your extremities. After a minute, you start to laugh again, making Brock come at you delivering blow after blow to your torso. You’re holding on to your consciousness, barely though. You keep laughing and it’s driving him insane.

 "You’re one crazy bitch, you know that?“

"And you’re one ugly, stupid son of a bitch, you know that?”

  He shoves his finger into the opening in your arm from the blade. You cry out, letting the tears pour down your cheeks. A smug grin makes its way to his face. You move your focus to the computer, only to notice none of the team is on the screen. Please for the love of God, be here.

  You hear Brock click the button on the remote, sending what feels like the highest volt of power through you yet.You can feel blood start dripping out of your nose from that one. After that, time starts to blur together. He stops with the shocks and starts with the blades again. He rips open the scrub top you are wearing and begins dragging the blade lightly over your abdomen and chest. Not deep enough for you to bleed to death, but painful all the same. He decides that the pain must not be high enough, because he pours some type of alcohol onto the wounds. You start screaming and pushing against your restraints until they start cutting into your body from the resistance.

Maybe they aren’t coming for me. This is how I’m going to die. Alone and in pain, at the hands of Hydra.

  Brock puts down the tools down and runs his fingers down the lines of you jaw. “What a shame, such a pretty face wasted on Barnes.”

“Go to Hell, Rumlow,” you mutter. “When they find you, you’re going to wish you died under that damn building.”

“Now that’s a little rude. You’d be dead if it wasn’t for me.” You let out a dry laugh. He twirls your hair in his fingers like before and adds, “Ross ordered a hit to kill you, not bring you in. I took it into my own hands to keep you alive and play a little bit. You’re going to made a great addition to Hydra, Kitten.”

 "Stop fucking calling me that, you psychotic asshat. I’m not your Kitten, and I’m not a Hydra agent, and I’ll never be one. Only bastards like you think what Hydra does is good. Don’t you think Ross is going to be a little peeved that you disregarded a direct order, bitch boy?“  You hear him growl and see him reach for the biggest blade on the stand. Way to go Y/n, you’re not suppose to poke the damn bear. Oh well.

Originally posted by sikanapanele


Before he could reach you, the room lights up red and an alarm blares.

  "Well that’s fucking annoying. Looks like you have company, bitch boy.” Please be them.

  He leaves the room. You don’t know how long he’s gone, but the alarm’s still screeching and the red light is starting to hurt your eyes. You hear the door open, assuming its Rumlow you laugh.

  “Good to see you still have sense of humor, Doll.” The voice doesn’t belong to Rumlow. Tears start running down your face at the sound. Bucky? Oh my god.

“Buck?” Your voice is quiet. You turn your head to see him. Please don’t be a dream.

  “It’s me, Y/n. Let’s get you out of here.” He makes his way towards you, grabbing a blade off the stand, and starts cutting your restraints. You try not to wince when the blade gets close to you, but he notices anyway. He puts a hand on your cheek lightly, “Doll, I promise that I’ll protect you and get you home.” He speaks into his comms, alerting the team he has you.

When you look up, you see Rumlow sneaking in behind him.

Your eyes widen as you shout, “Buck behind you!”

  Rumlow grabs him in a headlock, pulling him to the ground. You start trying to rip through the last of the restraints at your feet. You can hear fighting outside in the halls, and the echo of what you assume to be a shield bouncing off something. I can’t believe they found me.

  You look up to see Bucky and Rumlow in hand-to-hand combat . It looks like Bucky’s winning right now. You see him throw a set of punches at Brock, knocking him back a couple of feet. Rumlow pulls out his pistol, but Bucky knocks it out of his grip before he can shoot, sending it to the floor a couple feet away from you. Before you think of what you’re doing, you grab a blade and use what energy you have left to dive to the floor for the gun. Neither of the men notice your actions, as locked in battle as they are. Rumlow has the upper hand when you look back up. He has Barnes against the wall, his metal hand wrapped around his throat. You can see Bucky struggling, so you lunge forward. You jam the blade into Rumlow’s side. You immediately lift the gun, aiming it straight for Rumlow’s head.

  You see his shoulder start to shake, and realize he’s laughing. He drops Bucky to the ground, and Bucky starts coughing as he attempts to breathe again.

  Rumlow starts to speak as he turn around, “You dumb bitch! You think stabbing me will stop me?”

 As he turns fully towards you, you smile. “No, but this will.”

  You send four shots his way before he can even take a step towards you. Two make it into the left side of his chest, one on his right, and the last lucky shot in between his eyes. Thank God for the nerf gun wars with Sammy. His body falls to the floor with a thud. Bucky’s head snaps up to look at you. Even after you see the blood leaking out of Rumlow’s body, you get closer and release the rest of the clip into his body. You don’t realize you’re still pulling the trigger after it’s empty, until Bucky slowly takes the gun away from you. Your eyes are wide, and you’re shaking uncontrollably. Your knees give out, but Bucky catches you before you can hit the ground. You didn’t notice when Steve came in the room, nor do you know how much he saw. He looks beaten up, but you’ve see him worse. He sends you a relieved smile before Bucky asks him to take care of Rumlow while he carries you back to the jet.

 You sit on the jet with an IV attached to your uninjured arm, with the arm that was stabbed sitting in a sling. You feel like shit. The team has stayed silent since the quinjet took off. Bucky’s next to you, with his arm wrapped around your shoulders. It feels like it’s been hours, yet no one has said anything since he carried you on to the jet. 

 "How did you find me?“ Your voice sounds normal, and you distantly wonder if you’re in shock. Everyone turns to you, but it’s Tony who answers.

  "You remember those diamond earrings I bought you when you first moved in?” You nod. You haven’t taken those off since he gave them to you. But you’re not understanding why he’s asking.

 "Well…those may or may not have been tracking devices so I could see where you went when you leave the tower. Better safe than sorry, right?“ Your eyes fill with tears. You let the blanket fall off your shoulder as you push yourself up and stumble towards Tony. You throw your good arm around him, ignoring the pain, and sob into his shoulder.

  "I have never loved you more for being a creep than I do right now, Anthony Stark.” The team erupts in a fit of awkward laughter, and you join in. You make your way to every member of the team, awkwardly hugging them and thanking them. When you get to Sam, you pull him into as tight of a hug as you can. You let the tears you’ve been holding in pour out.

 "I thought I’d never see you again, Sammy.“ You sniffle and pull away from him a little.

      A couple tears make their way down his face. "You really thought Barnes or I were going to let that happen? Listen, you’re tough, but we’re the superheroes. But I guess it was impressive, for a civilian.” You roll your eyes and let out a snort of amusement. You grab Sam’s ear and tug on it hard. He lets out groan, and you hear everyone try to stifle their laughs.

  “Call me a civilian in that tone again, and I will shove your wings down your beak, Bird Boy. Did you forget who used to win all our nerf gun wars at the apartment? I’m surprised you don’t have a permanent dart indent on your forehead from those days.” He grumbles and shoos you away. Before you walk away from him, you lean up and plant a gentle kiss on his cheek.

  You go back to your seat by Bucky and take his hand in yours. You feel his eyes on you, but you don’t look his way.

  “You know Doll, you just kissed Sam before you kissed me.” You feel a blush blossom across your cheeks. Damn it, Bucky.  You turn to him, touching his cheek gently as he leans closer, pushing his lips against yours. It was a tender kiss, but you know if you don’t pull away, you’ll want it to be more. You know this isn’t the time or place for that, and honestly you’re body is already fighting not to give into the pain and exhaustion, so you pull yourself away.

  “Thank you for saving me, James,” you whisper. You don’t think anyone else heard you, but of course Tony did and just has to make a comment on it.

“Well technically I saved you too… I’ll take my kiss now.” He puckers his lips, so you decide he deserves at least a kiss on the cheek. Before you get to him, Clint cuts in.

“Technically she saved herself. She’s the one who killed Rumlow.” Oh yeah, I did that. Go me !

  You stop in your tracks, letting out a small laugh. Tony looks a little defeated while Bucky just has a proud grin on his face.

“What can I say? My girl’s a fighter.” Everyone laughs and agrees.

“Who said I’m your girl, Barnes?” You stick your one hand on your hip and glance at him. You hear a series of “ooohss” and “Damns ” from the team. He blushes and sends you a wink.

 "Who would say no to this?“ He points to his smile and body, making you roll your eyes even further into the back on your head.

  What a cheeky bastard. You walk in front of him, and sit yourself in his lap, his arms gently snaking around your waist. You smile down at him and wrap your arm around him, ignoring the pain in your torso, and place a kiss on his nose before you rest your head against his. You end up falling asleep for the rest of the ride home, cradled in his arms on his lap.


It was a couple hours before you made it back to the tower. As soon as you do, you get set in a wheelchair (this time you don’t bothering arguing against it) and pushed by Bucky down to the MedBay. When you get in, Helen is already prepared for you. 

   Helen walks over to you. "We have to stop meeting like this, Y/n.” You laugh and hug her tightly, albeit awkwardly. You can tell it catches her off guard, but she hugs you back tightly. “Come on, we have to do brain and heart scans to see if the electric shocks caused any serious damage. The we can take a look at the other wounds” You gesture for her to lead the way and Bucky pushes you in the right direction.

  After all the tests are done and everything is patched up, Helen fills you in on the results.

   “There doesn’t seem to be too much trauma. Your body had time to relax and slightly repair itself between the time the of the shocks, which helped to avoid too much serious nerve damage. And although it must of caused immense pain at the time, it doesn’t appear that Rumlow used that high of shocks on you. It’s a torture method common in Hydra for when they want to keep someone alive but still inflict pain. Your body was so exhausted that it intensified the pain of the shocks it endured.”  You’re surprised, you could have sworn the shocks were worse, but what Helen says makes sense.  Before you reply to her,  Bucky comes back into the room.

“Is she ready to go, Doc?” He asks. You manage to get up and head towards him, lacing your fingers with his when you get to him. Helen nods, and Bucky helps you to the elevator. You keep trying to rush there, but Bucky forces you to slow down. When the elevator doors shut, he chuckles.

   "A little impatient, Doll?”  Oh Barnes, you’ve got no idea what’s coming.

   You pull the emergency stop on the elevator, and turn to him. You ignore the pain in your body, and use your one hand to shove him against the back wall of the elevator. His eyes go wider than you’ve ever seen, and you just send him a sweet smile before pouncing on him. You close the space between your bodies, leaning up you run your hand up from his chest and into his hair. You can see his lips start to part, and you make your move. You push yourself up and crash your lips to his. It becomes a hungry, heated kiss. And you couldn’t be fucking happier.

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  Bucky gains the upper hand and slides his hands to the back of your thighs, signaling you to jump. You understand, and jump straight up. Your bodies are pressed together, as are your lips. You start move yourself against him,  the friction making the heat in your body intensify. You separate your lips so you both can breath. Bucky places you on your feet, and you pout at him. He lets out a chuckle and gives you a quick peck on the lips. His mouth makes its way to your neck, biting hard enough to leave a mark and then soothing the pain with a sweet kiss. He goes to slide his hands under your shirt, until he’s interrupted by Stark’s voice.

  “Listen, I know it’s been a while for you two, but some of us need the elevator for things other than sex, like ya know, transportation.” You groan and shove Bucky away. He rolls his eyes, and Tony’s voice blares through the speakers again.

  “We’re having a meeting in five minutes. Y/n, we need to know what Rumlow said while he had you. See you in the conference room, kids.”

  You restart the elevator and lean against the back wall next to Bucky. “How do we always get interrupted?” You ask. Exhaustion is starting to kick in both physically and mentally. You feel every ache in your body. Ugh, everything hurts now. The pain must be evident on your face because Bucky turns and lifts you bridal style again as the doors open.

You send him a questioning glare, he chuckles as a reply. “I’m assuming the reality of your injuries is setting in. Plus, you haven’t had a decent amount of sleep, so put that all together and you’re pretty much death walking. You were literally just slumped against the wall, Y/n.” You roll your eyes, but lean in and kiss his cheek. He blushes instantly, making you giggle.

“Don’t worry Sarg, when I’m healed I’ve got a hell of a night planned for us.” You wink, making him turn even redder. I can’t fucking wait.

  You both arrive at the conference room, and the meeting starts. You tell the team everything Rumlow said to you: about how he survived, Ross’s order, everything. When the meeting ends, Clint takes you back to Helen, suggesting she puts you in some cradle thing she created. You have no idea what it is, but you agree. You fell asleep before they even had the lid on it, but it really did help. Most of the cuts on your torso were gone, and you just had a little muscle soreness in your shoulder from the stab wound. What a life saver.  After that, you head straight to your bed and you fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow.


The next day, you spend time with the entire team. No one brings up Rumlow or Ross,  it’s just a simple day of relaxing. You start to wonder what’s going to happen to Ross, but when you asked Steve about earlier he told you not to worry, that it’s being taken care of. Whatever that means. By the end of the day, you’re exhausted again. You drag Bucky to bed with you. He lays down on your bed, but instead of laying next to him, you crawl over and straddle him.

   He raises an eyebrow. “What do you think you’re doing sweetheart?” He asks with a playful tone.

 You answer by smirking and giving him a wink. You trace the lines of his chest, then slide your hands under his shirt. You can feel his muscles tense under your hands as you feel your way around his body. You lean over, hovering your lips over his for a moment, before connecting them in a passionate kiss. The kiss starts of passionate from the start, your tongues moving with each other, but it doesn’t seem to be enough for either of you right now. You move from his lips down to his neck, kissing all the way until you reach his shirt. He leans up, removing his shirt, and you follow suit. Within seconds, you’re naked and on top of him, grinding your hips down onto his, still teasing him. He rolls you both over so he’s on top now.

"Teasing isn’t very nice, Y/n.” You look up at him and bite your lip. That sends him into overdrive .He dips his head and takes one of your nipples into his mouth while he gently massages the other breast with his hand. He switches off between the two, making you squirm and moan. You weave your hands in his hair, tugging on it

.He lets go of your nipple with a loud pop, and looks up at you.

  “Bucky please.” It comes out as a needy whisper. Your hair is splayed over your pillows and your lips are swollen and parted.

  “I think this is my new favorite view,” he mumbles as he moves his hand down between your legs, sliding his fingers into your folds. “Is all this for me doll?” You whimper and nod. He slides his fingers through again, then slowly enters one finger into you.

  You squirm, wanting more. “Bucky please! I can’t take it! Do something!”

  He chuckles and starts moving his finger faster, adding another finger, while his thumb circles your clit. By now, you’re arching your back into him, trying to move your hips faster. He slows his fingers down, then pulls them out. He opens his mouth to ask you something, but before he could say anything you beat him there.


 "I have a birth control implant, so stop teasing me already!“ It comes out more desperate than you want, but at this point you don’t care. 

  Bucky leans down, putting his lips to yours in a slow and passionate kiss. He begins gliding the tip of his cock back and forth through your folds. You’re about to start begging him again, but he guides his hard cock to your entrance.

  "Oh fuck,” you moan. “James…” He pushes his cock in slowly. You could feel it stretching you, and he waited a moment to adjust before starting to slowly thrust into you. It isn’t long before you’re begging him for more. He starts snapping his hips into you hard but slow, and you try to control the moans that slips out. You start moving your hips in sync with his. You can tell he’s trying to be careful, holding back so he doesn’t hurt you. But your wound so tightly, you need him to fucking you, not making love to you. That could happen later.

“I’m not going to break. Don’t hold back, Sergeant.” That must have set something off in him, because the gentleness is gone in seconds. He rolls over and you straddle him. You fully sink down onto his hard cock. Once you start bouncing and fucking yourself on his dick, every thought leaves your mind. You smirk down at him, placing your hands on his chest to keep yourself up. His hands are on your hips, holding you tight enough that you’re sure there will be bruises, as he guides you on his length.

  “Fuck Kitten, you look so good like this. You feel so good wrapped around me,” Bucky growls. He starts thrusting up into you as you ride him, hitting your g spot over and over. A loud moan rips its way out of you, and you start moving faster.

  He leans up, and starts swirling his tongue around your nipple a couple times before laying back down. He starts pounding into you, faster and harder than anything you’ve ever experienced. All that’s coming out of your mouth are whimpers. The pressure keeps building within you. All it takes is him snaking his hand down to rub your clit  to bring you right to the edge.

  You let out a loud moan. “Buck, I’m about to…”

  “Come for me, Doll.” He thrusts into you harder. Your vision clouds over as you reach your climax. You feel heat rush through your body and your heart hammers in your chest. You scream Bucky’s name and distantly hear him moan in response.

  “Oh God, Y/n, I’m going to cum.” You feel his muscles tense and he lets out a string of curses as he comes undone inside you.

 You both take a moment to breathe before you slowly pull yourself off him, and flop yourself face first back onto your bed.

  You can hear him chuckle, and you turn your body to face him.

  “I’m pretty surprised no one cockblocked us this time,” He says. You let out a laugh but,  before you can respond, Sam’s voice makes its way to you.

"Are you done now, Sergeant.” Oh my God, Sam.

  You start laughing hysterically, poor Bucky is as red as a tomato. Sam and Steve walk into the room, and Steve is almost as red as Buck. You hurry to cover yourself with a blanket, before bursting out laughing. Sam just wiggles his eyebrows at you before speaking.

  “Next time, put a fucking sock in the hallway or something. Warn a man, you animals. And get Stark to give you your own damn floor. I don’t need to see this.”

  You roll your eyes, ” Is there something you two needed? Or were you just coming for the show?“ You wink at Steve, he looks down at his feet. Bucky and Sam let out obnoxious laughs. Poor Steve, he’s too innocent to be friends with these two.

  "We just wanted to see if you guys are down for a movie night, but if you’re busy-”

You interrupt Steve before he can finish, “I love movie nights! We’re in.”

  They leave so you and Bucky can get yourselves ready. After you’re both dressed and on the elevator, Bucky slides his hand into yours.

“Hey Y/n?” His voice has a shy tone to it that surprises you. You’ve never really seen him be shy.

“Yeah Buck?”

“I love you.”

  You  feel your eyes go wide at what he said. You squeeze his hand, and let a shaky breath go while you try not to cry.

 "I love you too, James.“ You smile at one another before getting off the elevator to join your friends. You look out at the common room and see the group that’s become your family recently, and you can’t imagine life without them anymore. This is all I’ll ever need.

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Dirty Talk

Prompt from anon: “EXTREMELY ooc smut prompt that I can’t stop thinking about: “I’m gonna stretch that tight little pussy.”

Prompt from @2moms-0fucks“k. you ready? My head canon. Plot Twist: Scully is the one who dirty talks during sex. He wasn’t expecting that.”

Title: Dirty Talk

Rating: NSFW/Explicit

A/N: Thanks, you two, for the sexy little prompts! This was a fun one to write! I hope you enjoy! Thanks to @piecesofscully for taking a look over it to make sure I didn’t write something too stupid. 

I’m putting everything under a cut, because the following is very nsfw. Enjoy!

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The First & The Last (Reader POV)

Disclaimer: All of the things mentioned in this story are all works of fiction and have been made up by me, the author.  I did not intend to make anything based on real life, and any coincidences to real life are purely coincidences.

Genre: Smut / J-hope X reader / College!AU / House Party / Rough Sex? / Kinky?

Inspiration: This video (gif taken from video – gif made by @xwonho​) & this picture

@1leeminhyuk​ Request: “You show up at his house party and you never show up to parties because you’re a good person and you keep to yourself, pure or whatever, and Hoseok sees you and he’s like ‘Damn I need a piece of that.’”

Length: 9,092 words

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Persona 5 Ladies Ranked by How Well They Could Beat Me Up And Take My Lunch Money
  1. Makoto Niijima – Makoto wouldn’t even need to beat me up, she’d scare me into giving her my lunch money with a dirty look and I’d thank her for it.
  2. Haru Okumura – Similar to Makoto, Haru is intimidating enough to get my hard-earned cash without resorting to violence. The only reason she’s second on the list is because it would take slightly longer for her to go from human marshmallow to axe murderer.
  3. Caroline and Justine – Caroline beats me up and takes my lunch money on a daily basis while Justine watches with feigned disinterest.
  4. Tae Takemi – If you don’t believe Tae Takemi could absolutely beat someone up and take their lunch money then you’re a damn fool.
  5. Ann Takamaki – As the last lady party member who actually fights, Ann wouldn’t have any trouble with this.
  6. Ichiko Ohya – I don’t have any real evidence for this one it’s just kind of a gut feeling.
  7. Futaba Sakura – Futaba would actually be really bad at beating people up and taking their lunch money, but it’d be cute to watch her try so I’d end up giving it to her out of pity anyway.
  8. Chihaya Mifune – Chihaya doesn’t need to beat me up because she can just trick me into giving it to her so she’ll read my fortune.
  9. Sae Niijima – Sae absolutely could beat me up and take my lunch money but with her the real question is more would she, and I have my doubts about that.
  10. Sadayo Kawakami – Teachers are notoriously bad at taking lunch money from people.
  11. Hifumi Togo – Hifumi’s really only fierce when she’s playing Shogi. She’s too sweet in any other context for petty theft.
  12. Shiho Suzui – How dare you imply for even a second that Shiho has it in her to do that to someone. How dare you.
Marry Me-Auston Matthews

Requested: Yes | No

Word Count: 1238

Warnings: heartbreak, angst

So, as an apology for not posting for a while, here’s an Auston one. It’s different than the last song fic I had written. I cried while writing it, which I don’t normally do. If you haven’t heard the song Marry Me by Thomas Rhett, go listen to it, it’s absolutely heartbreakingly beautiful.

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I’ve known Y/N since I was a little boy. We had met playing in the sandbox on the third day of first grade, when she had just transferred from a different teacher and we ended up riding the bus together, not knowing we were neighbors.

However, I knew the moment she got gum in her hair in fourth grade that she was the one I was going to marry. The way her toothy grin, even with that ridiculous retainer, made the room light up as she walked in. Her loud laugh that she had never left her as we got older, the way she went from that awkward chubby stage to growing into her body, watching her go from a girl who was beyond clumsy, to a young woman who carried herself with grace in everything she did. I couldn’t help but to fall for her more and more everyday.

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Leon Draisaitl - Michael

Team: Edmonton Oilers

Requested: Yes: Hey can you write super angsty Leon Draisaitl imagine in which you two were fwb and he suddenly starts acting like an ass and you decide to make some space between both of you and a few weeks later you bring to a party @ Connor McDollars’ house a guy you met and he gets jealous and you get mad @ how rude he is and he confesses that he fell for you and felt like a shy teenager etc plz super angsty hahaha  and can you do a lean draisaitl imagine?

Edited: Yes

Word count: 742

Summary: You’re friends with benefits then call it off then he gets jealous

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Reader Can’t Swim!

I like this and I hope you did too! Aaaa, I really really loved doing this thank you!! ALso this is incredibly long, sorry for the wait!!!- Admin Coran, Have A Good Day!♥️

Allura

  • Y'all are stunting on the Paladins.
  • Swimwear coordinated in her usual colors. Pink sunglasses pulled down at the exact time. Walk? Perfected.
  • You can bet your bottom buck that y'all practiced this a month before the party. Coran loved to watch and teach you two to strut and strike pose after pose, some ridiculous and others absolutely sickening.
  • Too bad no one seems to notice the gorgeous couple.

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mysticdaddies  asked:

May I please have some cute Shingen HCS where he trains with MC because she wants to learn how to fight c:

ANYTHING FOR YOU. THANK YOU FOR LISTENING TO ME RANT ABOUT YUKI AND MY LOVE FOR MITSUHIDE. I HOPE YOU ENJOY.

Shingen training MC to fight

  • at first when she asks him to train her, he thinks it’s a joke?? because why would she need that, she’s surrounded by buff strapping giant men like all the damn time
  • she explains that she wants to be able to take care of herself, because she can’t be protected all the time. and then he won’t need to worry about her so much. plus exercise is good for health! and building up core strength is always a plus ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • he thinks it over and is like hmm I still don’t think that’s really necessary…
  • well, if you don’t want to, I can always ask somebody else. I’m sure Lord Yukimura won’t mind.
  • he folds. immediately.
  • he is handsy af. touches her shoulders, back, hips, legs in the name of adjusting her stance
  • at first she doesn’t notice but after a while she does…
  • yelps and is like stop trying to distract me!!
  • teaches her tips on how to defend herself against a taller, stronger attacker and what vulnerable points to aim for
  • has her try out everything on him and tells her to just go at it full force
  • she feels bad about it?? and doesn’t really want to hit him but he’s just like, are you tickling me? and then she has no qualms about hitting him anymore, never mind, she takes it all back
  • when she gets tired he puts his arm around her shoulders and tells her she did a good job and he can see she’s trying really hard
  • she smiles up at him and he kisses her forehead
  • suddenly there’s applause
  • the retainers were watching because why wouldn’t you want to watch your lord get pummelled by his considerably smaller lover
  • she’s kind of embarrassed and tries to hide behind him, he thinks it’s hilarious and is totally unhelpful
  • since they already have an audience he cheerily asks if anyone wants to wrestle him while she takes a break
Prom is Better With Three

Dedicated to the amazing @franuary who is always there to fangirl over all things TRC and who helped come up with prom ideas! 

[For the sake of this story, please imagine that there was an extra week between the toga party and the rest of the events in The Raven King. FYI this post is about 4200 words and is fluff to the max.]

It was spring. The woods and fields were waking up, trees were budding, flowers were blooming, and the prom committee at Mountain View was in high gear preparing for this year’s extravaganza. Blue had been ignoring the ticket table that was set up in the cafeteria, the glittery posters that covered the walls and doors, the high-pitched gossip of who had asked who and who had been rejected. Prom had never been on her radar and with all her raven boy drama she simply did not have the patience or energy for it. In less than a month Gansey would be dead. Blue hardened her heart against the thought.

Blue had been studiously ignoring the rest of her classmates on that fateful day when both Henry and Gansey had deigned to call on her at school, but there was no ignoring the scandal that she encountered when she returned to school the next day. She was accosted by demands and insinuations: who were those boys? was she sleeping with both of him? It was embarrassing and awful and Blue was reminded yet again of why she had chosen her Raven Boys over her classmates.

What Blue did not expect was Gansey and Henry coming to see her at Nino’s during her shift that evening. She was feeling worn around the edges, still smarting from some of the particularly harsh things that had been said about her. At first she thought that Gansey and Henry had been able to sense her distress and had come to apologize for upsetting her social status quo. But no. They had come to ask her to prom.

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Tanaka Minami WUG Blog: 8/16/17

Title: Jimemi~(虎>ω

Hello, it’s Minami!
Lately I’ve had the privilege to record a wonderful song! I’m so glad to have completed it! I really want everybody to listen to it as soon
as possible! I can’t stop all this excitement!

The latest chapter of Scorching Ping Pong Girls! It’s being serialized in Tonari no Young Jump but the last chapter with Ariga-chan! She was so cool that I got goosebumps! I really hope it gets animated again so everybody can watch it!

It’s summer vacation time now! Although the Obon Festival holiday has already passed… I wonder where everybody else went? When I was a student, I used to stay over at my grandmother’s house for a while and play games with my cousin. I remember riding my bicycle along the rice paddy roads too~

Putting aside all that nostalgia, I went bowling with the cast of
Assassination Classroom!
***TL Note: Minami voiced Okano Hinata in Assassination Classroom

I-i-it was lots of fun! 

It was the best! Back then my scores used to be filled with gutter balls, but… This time around I kept on getting spares, and by some miracle I got a strike! I was so happy!!! Next time I hope to get a score over 120!
Later that day we had dinner which was so delicious!

I’m glad we were able to keep up with each other share our stories with each other ever after we finished recording for the series. Those days back then with Assassination Classroom were really great. I was so nervous back then, but I’m so glad to have gone through such a meaningful experience.

So I heard that #OurHolyGrailWar was trending on Twitter. Some time ago we did a group pull in FGO including Kana Ueda and Mafia-san. During that time I was the first to pull Caster Nero, heheh. I usually do pulls by myself but it was really pleasant doing it together with other people. I don’t have a Twitter account, so I was really grateful that Takahashi Rie-san could put out my gacha pulls! I’m thankful.

So the result was Caster Nero, 2 Fran-chans, 2 Nobus, and a bunch of event craft essence. Umu, I got the whole rotation.
As soon as I pulled Caster Nero, I could feel the entire room shaking because of Kajita Mafia-san lol. Even though I rolled Nobu multiple times, I could only draw Nito just once…

Before I knew it I had already done 20 ten rolls since the first day of the event and max leveled Nito as soon as I could. In total during the group pull, we had 10 Sheets Nito pulled. But then overnight, Bun-san had drawn 5 Nitos (You did it!) Also, when Abe-san got Waver, he sent it to Mita-san. Kana-san just got Holmes. And Shimazaki couldn’t really get anything… Overall it was such a chaotic but fun time! I was pretty happy!

I got Nero to NP lvl 2! Woooow, kids these days sure grow fast! However, I still haven’t given up on getting my Nito to Noble Phantasm level 5! I’ll report it as soon as I do! I’m looking forward to the second part of the event! I hope you all enjoy it too!

Now then, on the 11th I went to the Rara Maji event at Summer Comiket! I was so glad to see lots of Tuners there! I love Tsubasa! Quite a few people told that she was their oshi! I also got her t-shirt! So many people tried pulling for Yukata Tsubasa, I could feel their overflowing love!

So when looking at Tsubasa’s story… There’s some part of her that even I’m still not aware of. Hurry up Tsubasa’s story! Is how I feel lol. I was glad to have talked a lot about the game. Thanks for sticking around during the hot weather! Please continue supporting Tsubasa-chan!

And then on the 13th, was WUG’s 4th Live Tour in Oomiya!

I really love our white one piece dresses. Whenever we did spins it’d go “HIRA HIRA~~~!” Occasionally I’d get blown away a little lol.

It was our 2nd time there but I was so glad so many people came!
Yup yup, after going through so many venues I can see everybody quite clearly now. In the past I was really frantic about myself and I couldn’t get a good view of everyone. With that in mind, I tried relaxing a little more at lives. Yoppi, on the other hand, told me that it’s very unlikely for me not to cross eyes with anybody at a live lol.

At the Oomiya performance I felt the audience even more. I want to try my hardest at lives and have everyone enjoy it! I’ll do my best! And that’s that!

So this time around a new gacha has started! Granblue Fantasy Swimsuit gacha! There’s Swimsuit Diansa along with Linaria too! But anyways there’s a ton of voices on that card! Linaria’s swimsuit is so cuuuute! Everyone is so cuuuuuuute~! My eeyes! Please please try hard to get them!

Another thing!
The DVD of “Wake Up Girls, Pajama Party Ganbappe!” was released at Comiket! I wonder if there were some people who bought it?? It has me acting how I usually do outside of work, so I hope you watch it! It sure was fun playing a werewolf lol.

Also the PriPara Christmas Dream Live is out now on DVD and Bluray too! In it I sang in the units Triangle and NonSugar! 
***TL Note: Minami’s characters in the series are Pinon (aka Non Manaka), Junon, and Kanon. Those 3 characters make up the entirety of Triangle, while Non Manaka is part of the newer unit, NonSugar.

My performance with Triangle was… Interesting. I was pretty frantic there too, yep lol.
It was Non-Sugar’s first time performing so we’re looking forward to more performances! Thank you very much!

Come forth to everyone, Swimsuit Nitocris! 

PS
Her 2nd swimsuit form is really “dangerous” lol
***TL Note: BLESS THAT SWEET NITO ASS(assin)