i will never love anyone as much as i love you

anonymous asked:

sooo i don't really have a question but i would like an analysis of the new amazingphil video if you have one,, or just your favorite moments, idk i just want you to talk about it, i love your "reviews"

hahaha of course i’ll talk about it!!!!! it’s interesting bc when i first watched this i was actually like not that into it??? it just felt like 10 very calm and chill mins of dnp hanging out which is obviously great but i think i was sort of distracted so i was like mmmm it wasn’t as entertaining as their usual collabs, esp bc on first watch i was like, dan keeps going for these weird dark jokes about torture n maiming and it’s all v Standard Fare but then i thought about it more and realized ,, if this isn’t the biggest evidence yet about how far they’ve come and evolved since last year then idk what is??? like i just can’t believe it’s gotten to the point where i could watch 10 minutes of dan softly playing around with phil’s hair and both of them being a bit calmer and more muted in front of the camera, freely touching each other and joking around about more Mature Themes (hats off to the dildo joke and the “safety word” bit) and have all of that feel completely STANDARD and unsurprising!!! it’s just crazy to me that they’ve normalized these behaviors so much that a video like this could feel so completely expected and ~chill~ 

but then i watched it a second and third time (bc duh) when i was less distracted and there really were so many little moments that stood out to me and so many cute smiles and soft lil jokes that made me wanna melt and it was all just so good. it’s nowhere near their funniest or most captivating video but it’s just vv vv v v soft and chill and natural. when comparing it to something like pastel edits which is probs a close parallel in terms of them playing dress up and touching each other a bit in direct response to a fan request, you can see how this one is far softer and a little bit less performed–they seem less ‘on’ for lack of a better term, and a lot more laid back, dan doesn’t spend as much time demeaning the idea or teasing the fan base for wanting it, and all of it is just so enjoyable to watch. i’ve included (way too many) timestamps below (plus way too many screenshots, as usual, of stupidly cute moments ugh): 

  • 5 seconds in this is already alarmingly cute w dan grumbling behind the pillow that phil wants to give him a creative nickname and phil giggling and looking down at him when he starts complaining
  • :17 dan gives phil permission to just call him dan and phil looks cute n happy about it
  • :27 dan needs to reiterate he was a nerd in school
  • :34 ‘japes’ k dan
  • :48 i live for the way phil looks so earnest and excited when he asks dan why he decided to ‘embrace the curls’ like he genuinely wants to hear dan explain this .. phil is genuinely obsessed w dan’s curls he wasn’t lyin when he said that in the pastel edits vid :(
  • 1:00 i hope phil was the one who chose that photo as an example of dan’s hair looking good in a pic,, phil thinks dan’s best look is his crunchy 2013 leather jacket n his scoop neck t shirt … #confirmed
  • 1:10 ‘you’ve left me alone!’ calm down phil he’s right next to u
  • 1:12 did phil pick that photo too ..  the one of dan in his tank top n hair straightened to within an inch of its life and silvery earrings making a pouty face ,,, lmao i love that he’s picking the cringiest emo-est throwbacks possible
  • 1:54 phil’s like ‘i thought we could eat 400 crusts to see if my hair goes curly’ and it’s altogether a lame joke but dan is staring at him like he’s the most beautiful person on earth. i’d be uncomfortable if i wasn’t so busy melting. then phil stares at dan giggling and it’s all a bit much for me
  • 2:41 ‘what’d happen if i balded you right now?’ dan is so concerned for phil’s well-being that he forgets how to grammar
  • 2:45 the fuckin dildo joke i s2g why are they making sly references to dildos in a g-rated hair curling video why did phil immediately follow dan saying ‘that looks like something else’ by going ‘ooo’ and shoving the curler near dan’s mouth why are they gross
  • 3:21 dan unnecessarily rubbing the curler all over phil’s shoulder and neck … ok
  • 3:41 phil sounds so serious when he asks dan if he thinks the curly hair will suit him, like he really needs dan’s Hot Take on this important issue but dan’s just shuts him down hahaha. i feel like this is reminiscent of the faceapp vid in which dan was completely NOT DOWN with any alteration to phil’s appearance whatsoever bc (vom) he thinks phil is perf jst the way he is (i might actually be sick) 
  • 3:47 idk why but i’m obsessed w phil saying ‘dan, don’t mess about with it’ and dan responding ‘i’m nOT’ in his whiny voice w his eyes all wide. cute
  • 3:56 lmao dan bringing up babuse (i can’t type that without thinking of ‘let me see that babussy’ i hate the fucking internet) and saying it was the last time he was on this bed, i am living for these bants and also phil’s expression of mock horror
  • 4:08 ‘curl me up, bess’
  • 4:11 dan’s going for ‘teen nick jonas but without the face’ his crush is going strong i see,, and then he can’t even follow through and tell phil his face doesn’t compare to nick jonas’s so he turns it into a joke about burning his face instead, nice save bro
  • 5:01 something about this bit when dan’s like ‘got a whole clump it’s undignified’ and their proximity, the way their arms are sort of pressed together and it looks like dan could be resting his hand on phil’s leg and dan is also sort of just looking down at phil ,,, Good
  • 5:08 when phil kinda squeaks and pulls away all of a sudden i feel like dan is legit actually concerned he could burn phil as evidenced by his voice going all high pitched when he’s like ‘you can’t do that!!!!’
  • 5:13 more completely unnecessary dan playing around w phil’s fringe n brushing it away. it goes on for like 8 seconds plus there’s a jump cut in the middle of it lmao,,, ugh the way he touches phil’s hair is so soft it makes me feel things
  • 5:32 ‘gonna pork you up phil’ does dan know the meaning of ‘pork’ as a verb ??  ? ? ??? ??????  for reference:
  • 5:36 ‘my life is flashing before my eyes’ ‘ooo is it really boring’ dan is showing yet again that he flirts like a five year old who pulls their crush’s pigtails in the playground grOW UP MATE. phil loves it tho
  • 6:03 omg idk why but i LOVED phil saying ‘i’m finding you so disturbing right now’ it feels so authentic??? something about the way he phrased it is so funny??????? like he genuinely needs dan to take it down a notch w the grim humor lmao
  • 6:47 ‘we need a safety word’ oh my god these boring vanilla fucks call a safe word a ‘safety word’ could they be LAMER hahaha (in all seriousness i can’t even believe that’s a joke dan went for at all let alone on this channel and that phil just chuckled n went along with it what the fuck what a time we live in honestly,, the flirting and touching and the whole premise of a dan-curls-phil’s-hair video is already so much but, like, let’s just add a fucking allusion to bdsm into the mix while we’re at it!!!!!!! wtf!!!)
  • the whole sped up montage of dan doing the curling is just rife w gratuitous hair touching so like obvi i immediately turned the speed down to .5 and just sat back to enjoy it (also @kay-okays uploaded a slowed down version here if ya wanna look at that or like bookmark it for ur own uses ,,  whatever ur into m8)
  • 7:18 those two gentle pats that dan gives to the back of phil’s head before phil looks at his finished hair … so fucking adorable bc it’s the way dan pats down his own hair when he’s fixing it pls save me
  • 7:29 dan obvi needs to make it a point to emphasize they have the same hair again as has been his constant refrain about their haircuts for the last like 3 years (tbh i’m convinced that he literally misses having the same hair as phil which is gross and just as sappy as i’d expect from him) and in order to demonstrate how ALIKE they are again he proceeds to mirror phil playing w his fringe bc why not .. 
  • ‘this was the only thing that was separating us’ PLS
  • 7:38 dan’s Hot Take 2.0: ‘you look like a cool australian surfer … like a weird goth one that has never been to the beach’
  • 8:14 dan asserts on phil’s behalf that phil ‘needs’ the edge of his emo fringe and phil immediately agrees. rip to anyone who was hoping quiff!phil might be on the horizon
  • 8:39 dan goes defensive about how he could’ve done a better job and phil immediately jumps in to say that he thinks dan did well in the most sincere voice of all time, accompanied w cute/soft smile
  • and then he cuts dan off entirely to remind him that he didn’t burn phil’s face off and to v fervently thank him (he litro NODS while he thanks him it’s so SERIOUS) and then dan does some weird touchy thing to phil’s chest or arm or both and phil decides to boop dan’s cheek and you should really SLOW IT DOWN bc when you do, you notice it’s more of like a lil squeeze as opposed to just a v light tap and it’s gROSS:
  • 8:59 then, since this video has far too much dan gratuitously touching phil and phil was surely feeling deprived, phil reaches over to give dan a ‘zayn curl’ and play w dan’s fringe a bit n at this point i’ve had Enough of this cute ass shit
  • 9:20 dan couldn’t just leave it there, he needs to take a moment to re-assert the ~dnp don’t go outside or go to parties or talk to people Ever~ branding just in case ANYONE forgot (but also seems like a low key way for dan to gently remind the audience not to get attached to this in any way bc it will probs never happen again)
  • 9:40 phil dubs dan the “original curly man” n idk how to feel about this but i suppose that is a fitting conclusion to this absolute roller coaster of emotions 

ugh. just a really great video. i’m sorry this post is massive,, there’s jst so much here and i needed to have pics of ALL OF IT

(dan curls my hair!

anonymous asked:

Why you love Eren so much???

This is hard to answer because I honestly don’t know where to start! Sorry it took me a while to answer, I wanted to write this down so :) Sorry if it’s messy and repetitive. Eren is so so important to me in so many different ways and he makes everything so much better. I genuinely care a lot about him and he has changed me in positive ways. It’s hard to explain but to me he’s just wonderful and amazing and he’s always there for me.

Eren is a truly fantastic and genuine character and he brings out the best in people (including me) and is able to inspire everyone around him. He is a genuine kid who stays true to himself no matter what, who speaks up for what he thinks is right. He has a ridiculously huge heart even though people ignore that and his core is brave and determined, he moves people just by being himself. Eren is passionate, ardent, desirous, strong willed and those are things I deeply admire about him. He is unique and so so so amazing, he makes me value stuff around me a lot more and he makes me feel passionate and loving, he inspires me and gives me something to look forward to, he gives me a reason, something to be happy about and I will never regret loving such a delightful character. I’m unconditionally proud of him and I feel like every day I find a new reason to admire him. I could just sit all day and stare at him and I would never get bored.

Eren is a great friend, the best friend anyone could possibly have and he is always there for his friends no matter what, even when it means protecting them with his own life. He cares a lot about his dear ones and would never hesitate when it comes to them. Although his childhood was taken away from him, Eren remains loving and caring and would do anything to get that happiness and freedom back. Eren works harder than everyone else to achieve his goals and never gives up, he trains so ridiculously much because he believes he can achieve greater things, he overworks himself to prove his worth and to feel like he is needed and that he can help everyone. Eren is the type of person who overworks himself to the point of being physically exhausted and getting nosebleeds just so that he can be useful and because he wants to use his abilities to use others. He wants people to approve him, he wants to feel needed, he wants to know he can be more than just a burden, he wants to help and he wants people to understand how much he values his cause and how much he would sacrifice for it. Eren bluffs because he himself wants to believe he’s strong and a “good weapon” for humanity. He wants to believe in himself, he needs reassurance just like a normal kid would and that’s because he treasures people’s lives and is tired of seeing everyone around him suffering because of him.

Eren has begged to die, he has been tortured, he has seen his friends die, he has seen his mom being eaten, he was forced to grow up way too fast, he has to live with the fact he has his goddamn father, he knows when he’s going to die, he has been hurt countless times, people have tried to kill him, he has lost all his hope, he has seen awful stuff, he struggles a lot with all the mixed memories he gets, he feels betrayed by his own dad and by people he looked up to, he has self harmed himself so so so many times, he is exhausted, he is feared and not trusted by most people, he has lost limbs, he even has been eaten by a titan, he has been treated like a monster with no feelings, he blames himself for the deaths of so many people, he blames himself for his dad’s acts, his dreams have been crushed… but this kid remains strong and true to himself, Eren keeps his head up for the sake of what is right. Eren wants to help people without expecting anything in return from them, and that’s something very important he has taught me. He keeps fighting no matter what and dedicates his heart and soul to what he thinks is the right thing to do. He spreads strength and hope, he makes people understand their true value and gives them a reason to always keep fighting.

Eren has been through so much development and that proves how amazing his character really is. He is aware of his surrounding and learns with his mistakes. He has doubted himself so many times and he has learnt that he can’t do everything alone, he has learnt how to value team work. He’s way more than his “anger issues”, he’s honest, emotional, courageous, compassionate, and there’s this huge mix of emotions inside him. He’s reckless and stubborn but he always takes action and has learnt to control his emotions. He has a great morality and wants the world to be fair and real. He has a striving spirit and a kind and generous heart. His sheer determination and his hard work were enough to take him to the place he is now, and he should be proud of himself. He has learnt so much and he has a huge huge huge potential. He can do anything he sets his mind to. Eren admires and respects his comrades with his entire heart, he looks up to people and follows their examples because he wants to be a great soldier.

Eren made it to the top 5 in his trainee squad even after being told he wouldn’t be able to make it, he didn’t hesitate to fight the colossal titan when it appeared in Trost despite being a new soldier with no fighting experience, he sacrificed his life for Armin and saved him with only one leg, he saved Mikasa form her kidnappers giving her a new family, he punched a titan with his bare hands and saved everyone, he was ready to sacrifice his life just so that Historia could eat him. Eren is badass and wonderful even without relying on his titan powers and fights even though he knows he has low chances of actually winning. He closed both holes in wall Rose and wall Maria and provided humanity their first victory against titans, he fought the female, armoured and colossal titans alone, he mastered his hardening ability and used it to save everyone once again, he gives people a reason to remain hopeful. He carries the burden of “not being a hindrance to humanity” and deals with a lot of stress, uncertainty and pressure, yet he’s still ready to go no matter what. This kid never gets time to properly rest and just be a kid, and was forced to embrace powers he never asked for.

In spite of everything, this is just a little boy who probably misses his mom probably a lot and who doesn’t want anyone to go through the same as him. Eren is my happiness, he is always full of life and lights up my world just by being his unique and amazing self. He really does inspire me a lot and really do care a lot about him, so I hope one day he gets the opportunity to be happy and surrounded by his loved ones. I am very grateful that I found something so worth of love as Eren and I’m always here for him :)

I can’t quite get my hands on what I want
when it comes to you. Some days I break
down in prayer asking God to take you
away because loving you in silence hurts
a little too much. Some days I smile and
tell him how happy your existence makes
me. Some days I want to never hear your
voice again and some days the only thing
I want is to listen you talk. Some days I
want to say goodbye and make up my
mind to never talk to you again and some
days I wish you told me how scared you
were of losing me. Most days I pray for
your happiness before anyone else’s and
some days I put myself first and ask God
to set me free from this pain. Some days
I pour my heart out to him about the
future I see with you and some days the
harsh reality hits me and it pains me that
I’m the only one that feels this way.
—  Excerpt from a book I will never write #41
Jenseternity / instagram

anonymous asked:

most of the meta i read is fairly dean- or destiel-centric, but i was wondering if you have any meta thoughts on castiel's character arc? i haven't found too much material out there that isn't entirely about destiel. obviously dean plays a HUGE role in cas' arc, with cas rebelling against the angels because he's "in love with humanity" (dean), but i feel like there's more to him than falling in love with dean and leaving the angels. do you have any thoughts?

What is Castiels character ark cause we already know Deans and Sam’s but I don’t know Castiels

Hi both :)

I’m so annoyed I just wrote a super long post about this and then somehow managed to delete it. OK here goes… here is my personal POV.

So in this post I talked about how Destiel is just a part of Cas and Dean’s own endgames, how they are not each other’s endgames in themselves but that they help and enable each other to get to their own endgame, this is how any good romance story works.

Think Pride and Prejudice as a great example. Darcy’s endgame is to lose his pride and Lizzie’s is to lose her prejudice. They teach and help each other get to their endgames and end up happy because they have done this and then their reward is to end up together and happy. That is how it works.

Dean’s endgame is to let go of the ghosts from his past, accept himself fully, all sides of himself and to like himself, to value himself and have self worth.

Cas’ endgame is to find himself, to learn who he is, what he wants and to embrace it. 

For me Cas’ wants and desires are mainly:

- being Human and enjoying the life that he can have as a Human, living alongside people and as a part of humanity

- helping people, probably helping the Angels with Heaven, although he has kind of already done that by ridding them of the corrupt Archangels / high tier of Angels and leading to Hannah setting up their new democracy, ‘fixing’ the things he thinks he did wrong in the past, eg. Lucifer and continuing to help people on Earth, not because it is a duty but because he wants to (eg. when he was Godstiel it showed his personal wants and priorities here)

Originally posted by kisen95

- being with Dean and feeling a sense of belonging in the Winchester family

Originally posted by clvirenovak

“Saving People, Hunting Things, The Family Business” 

is EXACTLY what Cas wants for his endgame.

*wow, I’m shocked*

The rest is under the cut as it got a little long :)

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Ever Since New York • Pt 7


Thanks as always for reading and giving me feedback, I appreciate it so much you guys have no idea :)
Edited this myself so there is probably errors, sorry I got caught up in the smut!

So I’m dedicating this chapter to my new bff @lazydaizies cause she has motivated me to no end and I love her ❤️ Go and read her fic, it’s bomb. Trust me.


When Jughead woke up, he wasn’t sure whether last night had been a dream or not. And when he felt the warmth of Betty in his arms, her back snuggled in so tightly to his chest, he almost thought he was still dreaming. Those were the only dreams he ever had anyway, ones of her.

But no. He was wide awake. This was happening to him. And he couldn’t quite believe it. His heart felt like it would burst out of his chest and any given moment, beating like that. Betty stirred then, she turned around to face him, still asleep. And if he thought his heart was full before, it wasn’t. For now he could see her face, so peaceful in that dream state and all he wanted to do was reach out and touch her. He didn’t want to wake her, but God damnit he had to make sure she was real. He had to make sure she was really here. So he did, he ran his hand down her face, her skin so soft on his fingertips. She opened one eye slowly, a smile forming on her sleepy face.

“Morning, Juggie.” She whispered, her voice full with sleep but also so full with love it was like he’d never heard his name before. If he could lay here like this for the rest of his life, he may well have. “You sleep okay?”

“The best sleep I’ve had in a long time, Betts.” He smiled down at her, still stroking her face, moving to play with her hair that had curled around her face in her sleep. As she watched him with those big meadow- green eyes of hers, he was overwhelmed by how beautiful she was. His breath hitched in his throat, and all he wanted to do in that moment was kiss her. Which is exactly what he did. He placed soft little kisses all over her face, down her neck, not being able to stop himself. A laugh escaped her lips.

“Jughea-” He cut her off with more kisses, all of them on her mouth. She kissed him back lightly, and still laughing, she managed to push him onto his back and sit over him, straddling his waist. “As much as I’m enjoying this, you really worked me out last night -” She blushed as she said this, quickly ducking down to kiss him again when she saw that glint in his eye “- And I am starving. Breakfast?”

She didn’t have to ask Jughead twice.


Betty had convinced Jughead that it would be safe for them to go out to a local diner she knew for breakfast. It was definitely no Pops, but it did damn good waffles, so Betty had told him. And she never went often enough for anyone to notice she was with someone who wasn’t her boyfriend. “At a glance they’ll think you’re him, anyway”

They both got dressed in the same clothes they were wearing last night, and Jughead couldn’t help but smile at the thought. As he sat on the edge of the bed he watched her tie her hair back in her bedroom mirror, her shirt lifted, and he could see a blue and purple bruise the shape of his fingertips forming on her lower back. He winced, and Betty noticed in the mirror.


She lifted her shirt and turned awkwardly to see what Jughead was looking at in the mirror, her lips forming a smirk when her eyes locked on the mark he had left on her. She couldn’t help but love it, heat rising in her face when she thought about the amount of times he had claimed her as his own last night. And this morning. She looked at him then, a smug look on his face that she instantly wanted to kiss off.

“It’s okay, you’ll just have to kiss it better.” She almost sung as she pranced over to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, the smile on his face as he looked up to her one that made her heart swell. He let his hands slip down to the back of her thighs, his thumb pressing into her skin. “But not yet, I need energy.”

She removed his hands from her and pulled on him until he stood. He placed a chaste kiss on the tip of her nose.

“Me too, you took all mine. Feed me please” He wrapped his arm around her as they left her apartment.


The soon piled into a booth at this diner, Jughead making the conscious decision to sit opposite and not beside Betty. He wasn’t sure he could keep his hands to himself.

But it wasn’t himself he needed to worry about.

“Hi there, are you guys ready to order yet? Or can I just get y'all some coffee to start?” Betty looked up at the waitress with a smile.

“Actually, can I have a milkshake please? Strawberry. And waffles, too. With fruit.” The waitress jots that down, then looks to Jughead with a look on her face that Betty can read a mile off.

“And for you, hunny?”

“I’ll definitely have coffee, black, and umm, burger and fries, please.” He smiled up at the waitress, oblivious to her flirting. As she sauntered away he saw the look ok Betty’s face, her brow was furrowed and her mount the perfect ‘o’ shape.

“What?” He asked, trying not to laugh at how annoyed she looked.

“Uhh that pretty little thing was totally flirting with you, Jug. God, where the professionalism?” Jughead was laughing now, so much so his head hit the back of the booth. “What? What are you laughing at? Just because you were oblivious.” She leaned back and crossed her arms, the cutest little pout Jughead had ever seen on her mouth. He wanted to take that lip in his teeth.

“Is that a hint of jealousy I can detect there, Cooper?” Betty shoots him daggers.

“Shut up, Jones.” The corners of her mouth are tilting up and he can see she’s trying not to smile.

“Trust me, Betty. I notice, I just don’t pay any attention to anyone else but you.” He holds her gaze, her mouth turning into a full blown smirk at his words. There eye contact only broken because said waitress was back with their drinks. She placed Betty’s milkshake in front of her with a smile, and the Jugheads coffee in front of him.

“There you are hunny, nice and hot. Do you need any extra sweetness in there or are you sweet enough?” Betty can’t believe her ears, she kicks Jugheads knee under the table as if to say “what the fuck?” He just smiles back and says no, as charming as ever. As soon as she’s gone he burst out laughing again.

“Jesus, someone needs to tell her it’s not hot when you make it easy.” Betty is staring daggers into the back of the waitresses head as she’s walking towards the kitchen.

“No, but jealousy? Totally fucking hot. Looks good on you, Coop.” He’s got this stupid smirk on his face and Betty can’t decided whether she wants to smack it off or attack it with her mouth.

“You wish, I’m just simply saying it doesn’t look good for business.” She pulls her shake towards her then, and knowing that Jughead is watching she purposefully drags her mouth down and back up the straw, taking long sips of her shake and swallowing slowly. She flutters her eyelashes just to vamp up the seduction.

“Jesus, Betty. Are you trying to kill me woman?” Jughead can’t take is eyes off her, now she’s gripping the glass and nibbling ever so lightly on the end of her straw with her teeth. He could feel the warmth growing in the out of his stomach. All this girl had to do was suck on a damn straw and he was done for. Enough so that he didn’t even notice the waitress come back with their food, his eyes didn’t leave Betty’s mouth around that straw, not even to say thank you. The waitress left with a slightly disappointed look on her face and that didn’t go unnoticed by Betty, satisfied with herself. Jughead couldn’t help but let out a little moan as Betty stopped hanging off her straw and started on her food.

“Eat, Juggie.” She just smiled up at him with that million dollar smile, and if he didn’t love her so much he would hate her for winding him up so easily.

They made small talk at the table as they ate, laughing and smiling. Jughead found himself continuously having to swat Betty away from stealing his fries, just like all those times at Pops. Even though he didn’t mind, not really. He’d give her anything she ever wanted.

They were halfway through their meals when Betty noticed the waitress coming back, probably to make sure everything was okay with their food. She reached her leg out under the table and slowly ran her foot up the inside of Jugheads leg, getting achingly close to his lap when the waitress made it to the table. Jugheads eyes went wide.

“Everything okay here, guys?” She wasn’t even asking Betty, it was all directed at Jughead, her head was tilted towards him for god sake. And so, with her veins running hot, Betty’s foot made it to his lap, and she smirked when she could feel a slight bulge. It was working. She let her toe run a light, slow circle around his groin. She could feel him twitching through his jeans. Jughead gripped the table.

“Yeah, perfect, thanks.” If you didn’t know him you wouldn’t really notice the strain in his voice, but Betty could. She let out a light laugh and the waitress shot her a look.

“Nothing else I can get you? No refil-”

“No!” Jughead winced as her cut her off “No, th-thank you. We’re fine.” She nodded and hurried away. Jugheads eyes turned to Betty then. She let out a breath when she saw the lust clouding in them. He grabbed her food under the table.

“Are you done? We need to leave. Now.” His tone was firm enough to make the hairs on Betty’s arms stand up. He threw the cash for the food on the table and quickly stood up from the booth and took her hand, pulling her out. He strategically placed her in front of him with his hands on her shoulders and lead her out, he didn’t want anyone else to notice how excited she’d just made him over breakfast. Betty couldn’t help but wink at that waitress as they walked out.


They headed home via the hostel Jughead was (supposed to be) staying at so he could grab his stuff and check out. Betty had told him there was no way he wasn’t staying with her again.

They were back at Betty’s apartment now, she was telling him about how long she’d been living there and what is was like as she unlocked the front door and let them in. As soon as the door was closed, Jughead had slammed Betty back up against it, her chin firmly in his grasp.

“You’re super fucking sexy when you’re jealous, you know that? I nearly had to take you on that damn table” He was looking down at her, his eyes darting over her face possessively. And when she bit her lip and faked a look of innocence, her green eyes wide, he held back the moan that sat in his throat.

“Who, me? Oh, no. Are you gonna punish me?” She was fluttering her eyelashes at him now. He felt her leg work its way inbetween his.

“I might,” He licked his lips, his mouth so close to hers he could feel her breath mixing with his. “Unless you can convince me not too?” His breath hitched as she hooked a finger through his belt loop, pulling his flush again her.

“No, Jug. I deserve to be punished.” And without another word her mouth was on his, tongue pressing against his lips, searching for his. He let out that moan that he had been holding in and wrapped both his arms around her thighs, just below her ass, and hoisted her up. She let out a laugh again this mouth.

“Atta girl.” He started towards the bedroom. Betty ran her fingers through his hair as she kissed his face between her giggles, one on each side of his smile, one on his nose, his forehead, and one on his mouth as they reached the bedroom door. She reached her hands out against the frame, stopping him from taking her in. He looked up at her, a question in his eye. She brushed his hair away from his face, smiling down at him.

“As much as I want you to show me how much of a bad girl I am Jug, maybe we should shower first?” His heart jumped at the use of the word we, instantly beating faster as he thought of her naked and dripping. He hoisted her up again, causing another giggle that he loved to hear escape her lips. He turned around and headed to the bathroom instead.

They got clean in the shower they shared, and then dirty, and then clean again. By the time Jughead stepped out and wrapped a towel around his lower body, he was covered in mouth shaped bruises and scratches. He had wanted her to mark him, he wanted reminders everywhere that she touched him, wanted and loved him. And as she stepped out of the shower, he wanted to take a mental snapshot of her. Her lips were plump and red from all the kissing, hair wet and clinging to her face, her cheeks stained pink. She stood there naked, and Jughead wanted to follow the trail of water dripping down her body with his tongue. God, she was beautiful and even though he had just ravished her completely he wanted her again and again. He grabbed her face between his hands and kisses her long and hard, both of them breathing heavy as he pulled away. He laid his forehead against hers and trailed his fingers along her mouth.

“God, Betty. I will never have enough of you.” She closed her eyes and smiled sweetly.

“I’m counting on that, Jug.”


They had decided to order take out and have a movie night. They were snuggled under a blanket on the couch now, empty Chinese take out containers on the coffee table in front of them. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind was playing. Betty’s head was in Jugheads lap, he was absent mindedly runnning his hands through her hair. She turned her head to look up at him from his lap.

“If this was a thing, like a legit thing, would you consider it?” She nodded towards the tv. “Erasing someone from your memory?”

He tilted his head in thought. “Maybe if it was like, Reggie Mantle? Wouldn’t mind forgetting him.” Betty laughed at him and smacked him on the arm.

“Serious, Jug. Would you?” He thought about it for a moment as he ran his hand down her face. But he already knew this answer, he wanted to hear hers.

“Would you?”

“No.” Her face was serious, she hadn’t even had to think about it. She grabbed his hand that was on her face and looked him straight in his eye. “Not even if you died, or told me you never wanted to see me again, nothing. Nothing would make me want to forget how much I love you. Cause it’s a whole fucking lot Jug, and I would never not want to know that feeling, you know? Not everyone is as lucky as me to love someone so fiercely, even after being apart and not speaking, even with the Clara’s and the Jacks” Betty felt guilty for a fleeting moment when Jacks face flashed in her mind, but she pushed it back because she didn’t want to think about it. She hadn’t even realised she was crying when Jughead wiped her tears from her cheek. Her voice was a whisper when she spoke again. “And I never want to forget what it feels like to be loved by you.”

Jughead is tracing Bettys lips with his fingertips. “You never will, baby. I promise you never, ever will.” She kissed his fingers before he moved them to hold her head in his hands. “And to answer your question, fuck no, I would never consider it. Why would I want to forget this face? These lips” He placed a kiss on her mouth. “This neck” Then another kiss on her neck just under her jaw. “This ass” He smirked as his hand moved down her body and pinched her. “You are the blood in my veins Elizabeth Cooper, I’m not even a functional human being without you. Seriously, ask Archie.” He’s laughing but he’s dead serious, she can see it in his eyes. She reached up to cup his face with her hand, he nuzzles his cheek in her palm.

“I love you, Jughead. Thank you for coming to me. I know I-, I know that you came here for closure and to leave it behind you and I’m sorr-”

“Shh, Betty, shh it’s okay. Please don’t apologise to me. Ever. This is closure, Betty. This is me coming to terms with the fact that you are it for me. Even if you told me right now to leave, to not come back-”

“Jug I would never.”

“I know, but let me finish, Betts. Even if you kicked me out right and and said you never wanted to see me again, I think I could manage. It would hurt like a bitch, sure. But I could live with that because I’ve come to terms with it, I’m being honest with myself now. I’m not hiding anything anymore. You are etched into my very being, and I could live every day as long as I knew you were happy and smiling and where you wanted to be.” His hands are on her face again, tracing all her features. “You are the most beautiful woman in this whole world, you know that?”

“Oh shush, you old romantic.” But she’s laughing and smiling up at him, eyes glittering with tears and he knows he’s not wrong.

“Never, never ever. I don’t even believe in god but I will never stop thanking whoever the hell is up there for letting me have you, even if it’s just for this weekend.” Jughead can feel his own tears trailing down his face. “I just love you so fucking much, so fucking much it’s a little bit overwhelming and I-” Betty put her finger over his mouth to shush him.

“Make love to me, Jughead. Please. No more talking.” He leaned his head down to kiss her, softly at first but that wasn’t what she was after. She let him know that by wrapping her fingers in his hair, pulling on it so his nose was flat against hers. She used it as leverage to pull herself up into his lap until she was straddling him. Never once taking her mouth from his. His hands were pressed into her lower back, pushing he flat against him. He peppered kisses all along her jaw, down her neck to her chest. He nibbled on her collar bone, which causes a moan from Betty’s throat. He runs his tongue soothingly along the bite marks he left. Her head is hung back, giving full access to Jughead. He places more kisses on the rise in her chest. One hand weaves up the back of her shirt, gripping on her bra clasp and quickly undoing it. She inhales quickly and pulls away from his mouth.

“How did you do that so fast?” He smirked at her, looking smug. He leans into her automatically at the absence of her mouth on his.

“It’s a talent, baby. I’m full of them.” She rolled her eyes at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and took his bottom lip in between her teeth. She pulled back slowly until his lip popped back.

“You think so? Can I show you mine?” She wiggled her eyebrows at him, placing a quick kiss on his mouth before she trails more down his neck, only stopping to pull his t shirt over his head. And then he’s pulling hers off, her bra hitting the floor next to it. His hands make to cup her breast, but she grabs them before he can.

“Nuh uh, I want this all for you.”

He pouts at her. “But your boobs are for me!”

“Not just yet, sunshine. Now don’t speak unless you’re moaning my name, capesh?”

She quickly continued her way down his chest with kisses, right down through his navel until she’s pecking at the skin along the waistband of his jeans. She runs a finger up the zipper, teasing him. She can feel him growing under her touch. She looked up at him with hooded eyes.

“Is that for me?” She asks, putting on a sing-song voice, a hand on her heart. He licks his lips and tried to find his voice.

“All for you, Betty.” His words catch on his breath as she wraps her fingers around his waistband and shimmies his jeans down until they are on the floor next to the rest of their clothes. Now she has him just in his boxers. She climbs back in between his legs and traces down his member through the fabric. Jughead twitches under her touch, pushing his hips up towards her.

“Such a tease.” He breaths out. She smirks up at him, holding his gaze while she pulls down his boxers and sets him free. She still doesn’t break eye contact when she slowly licks from his shaft up to the tip, and then when she takes him completely in her mouth.

“Jesus, Betty.” His head falls back against the couch as she moves her mouth against him, bobbing her head slowly. Swirling her tongue around his tip on her way back up. As she picked up the pace, Jugheads hand grabbed a fistful of her hair. He could feel her muffled groan against him. She wrapped her hand around his shaft as she pulled away, only so she could tell him;
“Pull my hair, Juggie” before she took him in her mouth again. He did as his lady asked, almost laughing when she asked him to pull harder.

“I don’t want to pull your hair ou- Oh my fuck.” She started to use her hand at the same time, working her hand to meet her mouth. “Betty, I’m gonna cum, you g-gotta stop.” She looked up at him then, giving him a look that obviously meant she wasn’t gonna stop. His head fell back again as he reached his high. Betty let him fill her mouth, making sure he was watching her as she swallowed him down. There was a sheen of sweat on Jugheads face, his cheeks read, eyes blown wide. And yet she looked like a goddess, lips slightly swollen and hair a mess.

“Jesus fuck Betty, you actually are going to kill me.”

She climbed up into his bare lap again, and placed a kiss square on his mouth.

“Not until you fuck me first, Jug.” He pushed her hair out of his face, mesmerised by this girl.

“Fuck you? I thought you wanted me to make love to you?”

She shrugged at him. “Whatever way it comes, I just want you in me.”

“You, are something else.” He marvels at her. “But I’m gonna need a minute here, Betts.”

“Need to refuel?” She laughs.

“Something like that, yeah.” He kisses her pouting lip.

“Fair enough, I guess I can wai- Oh!” Before she even knew what was happening she was on her back on the couch, Jughead hovering between her legs.

“I’m not sure you’re still wearing these.” He says nonchalant before pulling her shorts off. He can see her black panties are already soaked through. He runs a finger along her, her back arched up towards him in response. “Is that for me?” He mocked her, stroking her through the fabric again. Betty doesn’t even have time to respond appropriately before Jughead has her panties on the floor and his tongue running through her.

“God, yes.” She moaned, burying her fingers in his hair. He swivels his tongue to open her, flicking along all her folds, suckling on the sensitive bud that nearly made Betty’s head explode. She groans his name some more as he slips two fingers in her, curling upwards. He moves them in and out, while still stroking and suckling with his tongue. Her hips arch up in his face, begging him for more.

“Deeper, Jug.” He pumps his fingers faster, concentrating his tongue on her clit.

“Cum for me, baby.” He mutters into her, his mouth vibrating against her healing push her over the edge. She pulls his hair tight and grips the couch with her free hand. He can feel her quivering around his fingers in her release.

“Fuck, oh my god.” She manages through bated breath. Jughead kissed his way up her body, bracing himself over her. He kisses each of her nipples, then up her neck until he’s hovering over her face. He looked her in the eye as he brought his fingers up to his mouth, licking them clean. Betty let out a groan.

“God, you’re so fucking hot.” She whispered, not quite having her breath back yet. Jughead leant down to kiss her again. She wrapped her arms under his around his back, pulling him flush against her. They lay there on the couch for a moment, both catching their breath. Betty played with Jugheads hair, pushing it back from his head as he lay on her chest. She grabbed his chin and pulled his face to look at her. “I’m not done with you yet, mister.”

“Thank fuck for that” He smirked, that smug possessive look on his face that Betty loved so much. “I still haven’t punished you, you know? From earlier today.”

“Mm? So are you gonna?” She wiggles her eyebrows at him.

“You bet your sweet ass I’m gonna. Now shut up, you’ve been a bad girl.” He quickly stood and took a hold of her hips, forcing her around so she was bent over the side of the couch, her feet on the floor, face pressed into the couch, and ass in the air. He gave her a little smack on her ass, not actually wanting to hit too hard and cause you pain. Betty just laughed.

“Is that it?” He grunted and hit her a little harder, this time leaving a red hand-shaped mark. “That’s still not enough, Jugh- Oh fuuuck!”

He cut her off by slamming into her, not bothering to be slow or gentle about it. He gripped her hips so hard he knew he would bruise her but this time he wanted too. He felt a possessiveness creep over him as he slammed into her, pulling her hips back to meet his.

“Fuck, yes, Juggie. Oh my god, you feel so good.” He reached one hand around to grab her breast, pinching a nipple between his finger and thumb. “Harder, give me more. Please, more”

He picked up the pace to his absolute maximum, dropping her nipple and instead creeps his way down to her bundle of nerves, his fingers once again opening her folds to work around her clit. He wraps his free arm around her waist, pulling her as close to him as possible. He bits her shoulder to try distract himself from letting go just yet.

“Jug, I’m so close. Oh my, I’m gonna..” she doesn’t manage to finish her sentence before she’s letting go all over him, and he follows suit pretty quickly. He shudders into her a couple more times before he slowly draws himself out from inside her, Betty instantly feeling empty without him. He slumps on her back, still hanging over the edge of the couch. He placed light kisses on the bite mark he left on her shoulder.

“Jug, that was definitely not a punishment.” She giggles under him, making no point to move even though he’s a dead weight on her.

“I know,” He pants “I just can’t help myself when your wrapped around me like that.”


A little later in the night, they are back snuggled on the couch watching another movie. Neither made a move to get dressed, which was smart because Jughead had Betty bent over another couple of times since then and now. But she was sleepy now, tucked into his lap with her face pressed into the crook of his neck.

Jughead isn’t really watching the film, he’s too busy thinking about how many times he got to make love to Betty today. There’s now a whole virtual photo album in his brain full with the mental snapshots he had been taking of her all day. He wanted to take another now, of her tucked into him, this one far more innocent than the rest but just as special. He can’t believe how this trip to New York had turned out. If you had told him this last week, he would have laughed in your face and told you too fuck off.

His thoughts are broken by the ring of Betty’s cellphone. It’s on the coffee table in front of them, and from here he can see who’s face and name is on the screen. He went still.

It was Jack.

Fuck. He had literally not had a second though to Betty’s boyfriend since last night. Oh god, now he was tense worrying about the regret Betty is going to feel when he’s gone and she has to face him.

“I’m not gonna answer it, Jug. I’ll just text him.” She startles him, moving her face to look at him. “Don’t look at me like that, I know what I’m doing. Im a big girl. know I should feel guilty, but I don’t.”

“Betty, how are you gonna face him. I’ve had you on nearly every surface in this apartment.” He laughs, running his hand through his hair nervously. She takes his face in her hands.

“This is my cross to bear, not yours.” She kissed him. “So please, don’t worry. Don’t let it ruin this time we have together.” He kissed her back.

“Okay, I won’t. I won’t.” And he knows he should worry, he should feel guilty, but he’s gonna be selfish and not. The woman he loves is in his lap, and she loves him back. It’s been 6 years since he’s been able to touch her so he’s not going to stop anytime soon. Not when their future is uncertain.

“Thank you, Juggie.”

Sakes Alive - Here’s Chapter Five

Not Entirely Clueless - Sherlock Holmes, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and a gay disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; yet he had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with very little to interest or intrigue him. And then the murders began.

Chapter Five - “Be satisfied,” said Captain Watson, “I will not raise any outcry. I will keep my ill-humour to myself. I have a very sincere interest in Sherlock. There is an anxiety, a curiosity in what one feels for him. I wonder what will become of him.”

“So do I,” said Mrs. Hudson gently, “very much.”

“He always declares he will never marry, which, of course, means just nothing at all. But I have no idea that he has yet ever seen anyone he cared for. It would not be a bad thing for him to be very much in love with a proper object. I should like to see Sherlock in love, and in some doubt of a return; it would do him good.”

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This is my entry for @d-s-winchester and her 4k bon jovi celebration challenge! I choose the awesome song wanted dead or alive :)

Characters: Sam x Reader, Dean, Cas (mentioned), a monster or two

Word count: 2,048 (italics are reader’s thoughts and the line of the song I used is bolded)

“I can’t Sam”.

Shock. Confusion. Disbelief. All those and more showed on Sam’s face. I wasn’t surprised; after all the number of times I had said no to the Winchesters before today was exactly 0. But what he was asking of me? I just couldn’t.

“Y/N, what do you mean you can’t?” Sam’s voice was steady even if his mind was working overtime “I know you don’t do many hunts but either me or Dean will be with you at all times”. Of course I knew that even before he said it, the entire time I’d known them they’d protected me.

Dropping the box on the floor I took a couple of deep breathes cursing that the elevator had been broken. I had finally saved enough to get my own place and today I had moved the last of my stuff in. Sure the wiring was dodgy and the A/C kept dropping on and off but it was all mine…a home. 3 weeks later however and I was ready to snap. I had spent money I barely had just to be told that there was nothing wrong with the wiring or the A/C but that didn’t change the fact that they still kept having a mind of their own.  

A knock on the door pulled me from my murderous thoughts. Opening it I almost did a double take at the 2 ridiculously good looking men stood there. “Y/N Y/L/N?” asked the one nearest me, bright green eyes glancing past me into my apartment.
“Yes that’s me.”  
“Agent Bonham and this is Agent Page from the FBI. Wondered if we could ask you a couple of questions about the deaths that happened a few days ago”. The deaths in question had been my upstairs neighbours.
“Oh I’m not sure how much I’d be able to help I was at work at the time”  
“Well this is more general questioning, background on the couple that sort of thing” said the taller man.

40 minutes later and I was showing the two agents out, the taller one giving me his card and telling me to call if I needed. Pulling my hair up into a ponytail my mind went over the conversation I’d just had. Having never spoken to the FBI or any sort of police for that matter I wasn’t sure just what kind of answers they’d been looking for. They’d seemed almost disappointed at the news that the couple had been the perfect example of loves young dream and that I didn’t know much about the buildings history. And the noise the green eyed one had made when I mentioned about my wiring. Surely the FBI had no interest in that sort of thing.

A couple of days later and my world turned upside down. This figure had just appeared in my home and tried to kill me. Locking myself in the bathroom I scrambled for my purse and hoped that I wasn’t about to sound too crazy. “Agent Page speaking.”
“Um, hi, my names Y/N, you and your partner came round a few days ago?” I shakily got out.
“Yes I remember.  Is everything Ok?” Everything was not ok. The man was stood right in front of me. How the hell had he got past the locked door? Which was still locked?
“Please agent come quick someone’s trying to kill me!” I couldn’t say anymore then that as the man’s cold hands wrapped round my throat and threw me through the door. I gasped, trying desperately to find someway of getting him off me. My fingers curled round my fire poker and I swung wildly, disbelief and fear setting in as the man flickered and then disappeared.  

That was how I found out that everything you were scared of as a kid you should be scared of as an adult. Sam and Dean burned the painting the ghost was tethered to and saved me. And I’ve been in the hunting life ever since. Not really the active side of things, more as a researcher/alibi provider type of thing. Sam said to me once that only an old friend of theirs was better at remembering lore and legends. Dean was a bit more crass with it, telling Cas that I could bullshit my way through anything. And that’s how the Winchesters became my best friends, friends that I would do anything for because without them I’d have been dead a long time ago.

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Hey Friends♡

This is just a really important reminder from me to you, okay. Please cherish the friendships and the family you have. Please make sure you are showing love to everyone no matter what. Check on your friends daily. Ask them how they are really doing. Get close. Hug them. Tell your friends, family, friends on the Internet how much you love them. You may be confused as to my reason for saying this. I’m saying this becuase…you never truly know how anyone is doing. Your friend could be really struggling right now and all they want is hug, or for someone to tell them they are special. Please let them know everyday how much they mean to you. Don’t let them go through things alone. Don’t let them feel that have to carry that burden alone okay. People tend to think very dark things when they feel like no one loves them or they are unimportant, and that leads to other thoughts and actions. Please help this if you can. Show respect to your piers. Please. Person reading this, I may not know you, but just know you mean a lot to me, friend. Every human life matters to me! You are important! You’re loved! Others just have a hard time showing it. Or they think they are showing enough love. There’s no such thing as too much love. You deserve it. You deserve every good thing that comes your way. Embrace it with open arms. Let others in. Tell an adult. Get help in anyway you can. The first step of getting through difficult things that you are struggling with is confession. Tell your close friends about how you’re struggling. It’s not your job to do this alone. We are here for you! I love you. Please take care of yourself and others. And if you are having any issues whether you’re depressed, or just having a bad day please don’t hesitate to message me. I’d be more than happy to brighten up your day. You’re here for a reason okay♡ And I believe you can get through whatever it is you’re going through. Much love to you my lovelies💝

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anonymous asked:

What's your opinion on each of the four girls on PLL? I'm excluding Alison because anyone who follows you can tell you're not exactly her #1 fan, also she's note really a part of the core four either. Love your blog. <3


Hanna is my favourite Liar and I absolutely adore her. I think she’s one of the strongest and most resilient characters on the show. She endures so much, and shoulders so much throughout the series, but she never lets it turn her into a bad or cruel person. I love that underneath the Rich Mean Girl façade she is a genuinely good person, with a huge heart, who is unable to stand by when someone needs help or is in danger, such as when she lets Caleb crash in her basement or when she risks her life to save Jenna from the fire at Jason’s.

Hanna can often be blunt and she has a ridiculously bad habit of speaking before she thinks. She is also very impulsive, and doesn’t always think things through, which does backfire on her several times. She also has a tendency to play dumb, despite being highly intelligent. But despite these flaws, I find Hanna to be an incredibly endearing character, who undergoes a lot of growth. Watching her evolve from this timid, down-trodden and insecure young girl, into a self-confident young woman (who doesn’t feel the need to stomp on people to get where she wants) is amazing. Her character arc is one of the few things I still love about this show.


When I first started watching PLL Spencer was a strong contender for my fave Liar. I honestly adored Spencer so much. She was fierce and strong and ambitious, initially dealt really well with her highly-dysfunctional family and was a really well-developed character. However, as the series went on, certain aspects of her character started to bug me, and while she is still my second-favourite Liar, I don’t love her quite as much as I once did.

I’ve mentioned this in a previous ask but one of my biggest issues with Spencer is the way she charges off after any lead they get, stubbornly refusing to back down or re-evaluate evidence, which often ends up making her look pig-headed and kind of stupid (which she most certainly is not). But the fact that she’s used at the audience surrogate and is supposed to lead us to all the red-herrings has a detrimental effect on her character, as it gets to a point where it’s just not believable that she would still be falling for every red herring put in front of her.

I also don’t love the fact that Spencer can be a bit of a bully at times and she really does not like when any of the other girls challenge her. This is a trait she shares with Alison, although not to the same extreme, and it can be a bit hard to take at times. That being said, I do still love Spencer, and her good qualities definitely outweigh the bad.


Oh, Aria. She had such potential as a character but sadly she literally does not exist outside of her relationship. She has the bones of a good character – she is presented as being intelligent, creative and passionate. But literally all her storylines, motivations and characterisation come from her relationship, which means that if you take that away, she has no character arc or growth and therefore there’s really not much I can offer in way of an opinion, because I literally do not know Aria at all.


Emily was always my least-favourite of the Liars. I don’t hate her, by any means, but I never really connected with her and I find Shay to be the weakest of the four main actresses, which detracts from Emily’s overall characterisation. I think that Emily did have decent growth over the show, in regards to her sexuality and her personality, and I really did love watching her grow over the seasons and become a stronger person for it. One of my favourite aspects to her character was seeing her let go of Alison and come to realise how badly Alison treated her, which is why I will forever be pissed off that the show threw all this out the window and had her end up with Alison (also, side note, but why the hell were Emily’s babies white?!)

There’s nothing particularly wrong with Emily’s character, but I’ve just never connected with her, and as such, can’t offer a very in-depth opinion on her character.

French Perfume Part 10

Crowley x reader

Summary: Reader receives a gift from a secret admirer. Reader learns about her special gifts.
This part of the story Crowley and the reader have been dating for a bit with some complications.

Warnings: SMUT, language

Catch up here: French Perfume series

The door closed on your bedroom, within seconds Crowley’s mouth was on yours. His lips enticing you to match his motions. His hands working to make your robe vanish from your body. “(Y/N), I love you so much. I never thought I’d love anyone as much as I love you.” He kissed on to your warm dewy skin. “It’s not just your body, your soul is so beautiful. I will never be worthy of your love “
You pulled him into a loving kissing and before you could tell him how you felt about him, the siphoning started. You pushed him back abruptly, “Baby, we need to stop.”
“I don’t want to stop.” He mewled.
“I don’t want to either, but we need to.” You said sternly. “I can feel myself stealing your powers again.”
He kissed you back, “I can handle it for awhile.”

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anonymous asked:

Kirby is mainstream vore. People still love him.

Ok have I ever told you guys about how much I absolutely love Kirby because I DON’T THINK I PROPERLY HAVE

Ever since I was little, I was OBSESSED with Kirby. I had the games, I watched the show, I drew pictures of Kirby on all my homework, I wrote stories about Kirby, my imaginary friend was a Kirby, my whole life was Kirby. The other kids in elementary school knew me as “that girl who loves Kirby.”

It’s never even been a vore thing I just freaking love that cute little pink orb who can pummel anyone in a fight. If you don’t believe my devotion, I recently constructed a homemade mascot costume of Cook Kirby and cosplay with it at local conventions. I have become one with Kirby. Poyo.

And you don’t make me feel impossible. You don’t make me feel like I’m impossible to love and I cannot thank you enough for that. You could of loved anyone on this planet and you picked me and I cannot say how grateful I am for that. That you picked me. Me. Me. You picked me to love and I think that is the most magical thing ever. You picked to love my laugh and my obsession with animals. You picked me and you picked to love my love for books and all things nature. You picked to love my four year old boy laugh and my harshness when the world get’s to hard. You picked to love me and my pills that I take every day to battle clouds that seem to always follow me. You picked to love my scarred skin from night’s when everything got to much and you picked to love my stubbornness on what I want to eat for dinner. You picked to love my small hands and my small personality which you make me feel like it’s big and beautiful. You picked to love my 4 pm I love you’s and my 2 am I don’t want to be here’s. You picked to love my love for animals and homeless people and my uncontrollable laugh when you make a stupid joke. You picked to love my long brown hair and my dull brown eyes. You picked to love my love hate relationships with my mother and my sad life story. You picked to love me and you not only have made me feel loved, you have made me feel like I was beautiful when all I have ever felt my entire life was unworthy. You showed me that I did not need to live in a world of black and white and you opened my heart to color again and I cannot thank you enough for that but I’d like to start with our little “forever”. I hope you do too.
—  Thank you for loving me when I do not love myself. // Deeply Feeling Series 
🌟 June Fics 🌟

» all i wanna get is (a little bit closer) by Talinor

“‘Decent’?” Keith asked with a hint of incredulity. “You’ve seen me shoot before, Lance.”

“Yeah,” he said. “But I’ve also seen you dance.” He shot a smug grin at Keith. “No comment.”

» All My Reasons Why by tylerproposey

It starts off as an infatuation, nothing more than admiration for the entrancing blue eyed boy. 

» and when it’s over, I’m still awake by esbis

They relearn how to not be scared of love. They fall back into gentler, longer kisses: in the dark kitchen at midnight, dancing to a song they remember from high school; in the morning, as a thank you for being alive.

» Another Chance by sleapyGazelle

Lance is walking home alone late at night when he’s accosted by some not so lovely people. The night takes a turn for the better when his old crush arrives to help him out.

» As I Wait for the Sky to Fall by EnglishCivilWar 

Lance sighed deeply. Maybe, if he concentrated, he could expunge his mind of all troubles and cares by balling them up and blowing them into dust, and then their weight would be be gone forever, and he’d be light.


» Ascension by Gigapoodle

Four times where Lance feels insecure, and one time where Keith has had enough.

» Castle on the Hill by GamerAlexis

“I’ve, uh, never had a best friend before,” Keith confessed softly.

“I guess I’ll have to be your first!” Lance declared.

» feel your whisper across the sea by carmiros

You’ll hear the music fill the air, I’ll put a flower in your hair. Though the breezes through the trees move so pretty, you’re all I see.

» Fire in our Hearts by thearchangelofsass

There are shapes raining down from above him, and it takes Lance a second to realize that it’s them. It’s the lions, free falling from an unknown height, with their paladins following suit.

» hairway to heaven by paladarns

Keith hasn’t cut his hair in 3 years. Gayness ensues.

» hey, keith? by furrykeith

Lance vents his feelings to a sleeping Keith.

Or so he thinks.

» in your shoes by lydiamartin

The one where Keith and Lance live in different cities but swap bodies – and angry love notes – multiple times a week.

» Lions in cages by curl

Keith and Lance get captured and have somewhat of a heart to heart in a prison cell.

» Long Legs and Short Skirts by dontstudywritenovels

Lance really enjoys wearing skirts, but is afraid to let anyone on the team know

» Out of Everyone in the Room I Only Have Eyes for You by acrylic_gold

Despite the beautiful faces in the room, the blue paladin can only seem to focus on one thing.

» something i don’t know by TheBrokaryotes

In which Lance knows things about bees and math and thunderstorms, but he doesn’t really know that much about Keith.

» Sorry, Who Are You? by squirenonny

When Keith was seven years old, he spent a year in La Quinta with a boy named Lance, the best friend he ever had. Ten years later, Lance and Keith reunite at the Garrison–only Keith doesn’t remember who Lance is.

» Squeezing My Heart by morvish

5 times they kissed, and 1 time they talked about it.

» Stick with me by VulpesVulpes713

In which Lance makes the mistake of touching a plant he knows nothing about, resulting in a rather 'sticky’ situation for him and Keith.

» Take your fake wedding bouquet by princetins

Lance and Keith are friendly rivals in a street full of florists. To get ahead of their competiton, Keith proposes to Lance - a pretend-marriage to fuse their shops without suspicion. Lance agrees.

» we don’t like outsiders (in our corners of the world) by quinte

There’s nothing really that can comfort him but at least, he thinks, this feeling is new and warm and he can work with that.

» What We’re Missing by Stitchlips

Lance is feeling homesick on the Fourth of July. Keith finds him.

» you had me at merlot by ryomakun

Keith accidentally starts a YouTube channel. Lance, of course, refuses to be left out. It goes about as well as you’d expect.

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Letters to the Signs

Aries: You’re trying to do so much in such little time, but darling take a breath it will be okay. Time is still time you can’t change it even if you waned to. Everyone’s fighting for something, but you’re fighting yourself. Don’t do that because everything will be alright in the end

Taurus: Love is tough, love is rare to find but when you find that special someone s/he’s going to be like finding a diamond on the street: unexpected, inconvenient, but something you will never let go of

Gemini: You’re scared about the future. You’re scared you’re not enough. BUT YOU ARE. BABY YOU ARE. Don’t try and be someone you’re not because you can only be the best version of yourself

Cancer: The past tends to hold onto you. You scream of high hopes and sweet dreams. It’s the best thing about you, but baby don’t let it hurt you. Keep moving forward because things that are meant to be will work out eventually. Work for what you want but don’t hurt yourself more than you have to

Leo: You’re busy getting your life together. You want to party and socialize but you life is taking a toll on you. Balance in your life is important. Make sure to cherish yourself and others equally. Even when life is tough, you got this. I believe in you

Virgo: School and work, school and work, that’s what your life revolves around. What’s a bath? You don’t know. How do your pamper yourself? No idea. Live a life that you want! Don’t be afraid to take risks. Nothing is a bad as it seems

Libra: You socialize and smile but on the inside you feel isolated and sad. Don’t surround yourself with negative people. People who are supposed to be in your life will be there. Not everyone and everything is permanent. Some are there simply to help you grow

Scorpio: You want things to work out but you’re scared! You’re not used to vulnerability, and you’re scared to let people see you for who you truly are. You’re wonderful and beautiful cutie, don’t let anyone else think otherwise

Sagittarius: You think that everyone is distancing themselves from you because you’re distant from them. All you want is to be loved. Don’t worry. You’re funny, and witty and the life of the party. People will love you as long as you tell them you love them too

Capricorn: You’re so confused all the time. People think you know what you’re doing but you’re so frustrated all the time. Don’t think about other peoples opinions because your life is yours so live it. Don’t worry about what others think

Aquarius: Do you ever feel like you’re ahead of your game but behind everyone else at the same time? You feel like you’re missing SOMETHING but you’re not sure what it is. What you’re missing is confidence babe! You’re doing great and you’re gonna keep doing great things i promise xo

Pisces: What you want to do seems so unattainable right now. You feel like no one supports you, not even yourself. Everything will work out as planned if you keep going though. Love is something you should fight for, not back away from even when it gets hard. You got this darling

The Holy Grail of Sam Wilson Fanfic Recs

A list of recommended Sam-positive fanfics and authors by @lunaaltare and @unclesteeb. For more information on how this list was created, click here. 

Just a special reminder to check out @samwilsonbirthdaybang! Let’s keep creating awesome works!

Thank you to everyone who contributed to this list in any way!! HAPPY READING!

Holy Grail of Sam FanFic Recs And Authors:

Dreadnought by lunaaltare [Sam/Steve/Bucky, 60k, Explicit]

It’s 2015. So when a Nazi organization bags and kidnaps a bisexual black man to be their next asset, he guesses they’re trying their hand at this whole progressive thing, too. 

Make Me Your Home by Unclesteeb [Sam/Steve, 3k, Teen]

Sometimes, things need more than dusting and cleaning. Sometimes, things just require a lot of hard work.

When There’s Rain Showers by AmarieMelody [Sam/Bucky, 12k, Explicit]

In which Sam and Bucky are married and have a certain code language.

Humor, fluff, more humor, and gratuitous smut at the end.

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The Signs As: The Front Bottoms

Aries: The Plan (Fuck Jobs)
Never underestimate
Poor, hungry and desperate
My body is a temple
How much you think I could get for it?
And I will take cold showers from now on until I learn
That once you fuck the fire all that’s left to do is burn
Baby, burn, baby, burn

Taurus: Everything I Own
It’s reached the point in the night where I need to decide
Whether I’m gonna fall asleep or watch the sunrise
We are both into letting this develop
But the thought of starting over always sounded so much better
But I won’t stop this, and you won’t stop this
It’ll probably go further than either of us wanted
And it all comes down to the fact that I don’t care to
Sacrifice a good time ‘cause someone says I have to

Gemini: More Than It Hurts You
Talk to myself too often trying hard to figure out
Why all these feelings that lie in my stomach
Are always pushing for my mouth
So I will learn to sleep on my chest
And I will learn to let things go
And I will learn to come to terms with the things that I will never know

Cancer: Jim Bogart
I would stop doing all those things the doctor tells me not to do
But I don’t think he understands, I do all of these things for you
And you’ve got gold plastic on your shelf that they gave to everybody else
And you can say it says your name but I don’t think that that would help

Leo: Be Nice To Me
You’re a flashlight in a dark room for the loneliest black-out
You were all that we had left after it all was filtered out
Turn you on in a dark room right before we both pass out
Turn you on when I need you, but the batteries ran out
They ran out

Virgo: Lipstick Covered Magnet
Pretend that this is fake
It helps to kill the pain
All that you want is different
All that you’ll get is same
There’s nothing more to say
I think I’ve said it all
I’m sitting on the edge
I’m waiting for the fall.

Libra: Backflip
One day I will realize I don’t need this because it is just not who I am
Until that day comes, I’ll keep my eyes closed, and I will try to feel all of the effects
Yeah, I will try to feel all of the effects
And now I am talking way too fast and a little bit louder than I should,
Trying to say thank you for understanding my side of the story the best that you could
My side of the story the best that you could
My side of the story the best that you could
The best that you could

Scorpio: Peach
One day you will find someone who will love you like you deserve
But tonight I’m the only one left and I’m betting it’s a fact that you will never learn
Once I sink my teeth, your skin’s not so toughI’ll leave a tiny cut, there’ll be a lot of blood
But once you wipe it up you will feel better about our entire situation

Sagittarius: Boredom Is The Reason I Started Swimming. It’s  Also The Reason I Started Sinking
Keep it simple and honest
Stop crying, you’re an adult
I could stand up, I could man up
It’s just so convenient to be fragile
This pain is constant and sharp
Watching the signals that you send
I wanna feel lethal on the inside
I wanna read American Psycho again

Capricorn: Skeleton
I walk around like a skeleton last night
Confused and alone
Who was I kidding I cant get past you,
You are the cops, you are my student loans
You are a head shaped hole
In a sheet rock wall
You are the pain I feel
You are the stud in the wall
Better than nothing at all

Aquarius: Swear To God The Devil Made Me Do It
I wanna make tear-jerking-shower-curtain-camera’s-running genius
I wanna make them think they’re seeing something they ain’t never seen before
But I am full of shit, I’m a plagiarist
As a liar, I’m a ten
I just want this to mean something to anyone even if they don’t know who I am
I am, I am, I am

Pisces: Just As Big Twice As Swollen
Hey, sweetheart, where’d you get those eyes?
Do you think that I could have a pair?
Love the way that they glaze over
No point in pretending that we care
There are cracks between the concrete that we will all fill up with time
If you wanna move ahead, you will have to leave me behind