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more stuff about the signs

aries

  • they look like don’t mess with me but actually they’re love me
  • too smart
  • they don’t care a lot about emotions… unless their own
  • one of the easiest ways to lose them is lying to them
  • cry baby
  • they talk too much, so it’s hard to know when they’re serious
  • somehow they can convince people to do the most stupid things
  • sexually frustrated 24/7
  • they’re strong like when everything is going to shit they have strength and don’t let themselves get dragged
  • they move their hands a lot when talking
  • they’re the kind of people who bite their lips when thinking and accidentally bleeds

taurus

  • on the outside they look very calm and quiet, but in the inside they burn like hell (they’re too intense)
  • they don’t lose control easily but they do lose it often
  • they have a hard time trusting/believing in people’s emotions
  • they could kill you if you hurt an animal
  • a great part of them have a great sleeping schedule
  • they care too much about people they love
  • they cheat on board games
  • very good friends
  • too selective when choosing who to spend their time and energy with
  • they move their eyebrows a lot in their facial expressions
  • stubborn
  • they don’t let people go completely
  • their hugs are the best hugs when you have a bad day


gemini

  • emotional mess (they feel nothing in the right way)
  • they know a lot of useful shit
  • but they don’t know what sleep means
  • being bored is the worst thing that can happen to them (they get too mean, like little children)
  • narcissistic af
  • they’re never wrong
  • they express their feelings in thousands of different ways, however none of them seem to work
  • incomprehensible love for snacks
  • misunderstood
  • they cover their feelings with humor/indifference 87% of the time
  • they can make anyone laugh, no kidding
  • they lie to themselves
  • sensitive af, if you spend a lot of time with them you’ll see they’re such babies
  • very insecure
  • random happiness/sadness attacks
  • their brain is an exhaused roller coaster
  • innocent without wanting to be
  • they seem to fit everywhere but nowhere at the same time

cancer

  • they look like love me but actually they’re like i fuck with you or you fuck with me
  • they don’t know how to handle their feelings, so they don’t
  • drama,,,drama,,,dRAMa,,..drama
  • they can be too selfish
  • unpredictable af
  • leave me alone, but give me attention
  • their cellphone is part of their body
  • their true friends knows their family (even if they have never seen them) because of all the stories they tell, all the time
  • they victimize themselves a lot
  • they know how to listen and they give the best advice ever but they don’t use it
  • that kind of people who their first impulse when doing eye contact with someone is smiling
  • they care a lot about what other people think
  • they plat a lot with their hands and lips
  • the most adorable people when they’re not angry
  • children loves them
  • they can tranquilize people quickly
  • misunderstood because they don’t let anyone understand them

leo

  • very sharp ideas/way of thinking
  • high moral
  • they need constant acceptance/validation
  • if you do them one you pay ten
  • always reading your intentions
  • they tend to joke about other people insecurities
  • they tend to do good things for people without even realizing
  • despite being surrounded by people, they still can feel very alone
  • they talk to themselves when nobody’s whatching
  • insecure af
  • a lot of craziness under the calm person they have
  • they wink a lot
  • will never cry or look vulnerable in front of others (unless they totally trust that person)

virgo

  • they always look like they want to kill someone (maybe they do)
  • public nerds
  • the most damaged sleeping schedules lol hello it’s 4 am
  • they read weird things
  • super committed and and helpful
  • they get angry when things are not done in their way
  • they’re the midpoint between introvert and extrovert
  • they have a great stalking until they have no crush anymore
  • they can’t tolerate it when someone is angry at them, even if they’re the ones to blame
  • their favorite acronym is lmao… laughing my anxiety off
  • they do this face a lot > 😏

libra

  • they’re always in love
  • they listen to shitty music but won’t admit it
  • super emotional
  • they probably don’t know what is happening right now
  • they get too weird when they’re not comfortable
  • a stranger is a person they’re not friends with yet
  • they have good intentions
  • creative
  • they blush easily
  • they have a hard time saying no
  • they hide things so they don’t disappoint people they care about
  • they try to make everyone happy, even if it’s exhausting

scorpio

  • they try to look rude, actually they’re cry babies
  • dark mind, bright personality
  • they have secret hobbies
  • they crave love
  • talking to them will make you either appreciate life or want to jump off a bridge
  • they get easily offended
  • scary when angry
  • protective with people they love
  • they hate being ignored
  • random laugh attacks
  • they can make you laugh in the most fucked up moments
  • they’re that kind of people who give more priority to the problems of those who love than their own
  • they easily connect with music

sagittarius

  • ready to disappear in any moment
  • they have watched every. movie. on netflix
  • using my emotions? caring about yours? nah, tomorrow… maybe
  • 34 hour-long naps
  • they fuck up 10 moments and make a very epic one
  • they have a hard time when apologizing
  • they have a hard time when asking for help, they believe they can do anything
  • would yell at strangers if needed
  • intentionally do things and then say they weren’t planned but went well anyway
  • they tend to be sad before sleeping
  • this is probably not a good idea but i’ll do it anyway
  • very competitive, but never satisfied

capricorn

  • superiority complex
  • more party souls than you could imagine
  • they just want you to shut the fuck up
  • they’re cute until you’re obstrusive
  • able to intimidate people for good or for bad
  • they recognize their mistakes and then apologize without making a lot of drama
  • they keep their cool in the craziest situations
  • have random acts of love, like biting, cuddling, etc…
  • can make you feel important one minute and shit in the next minute
  • always have backup plans
  • physical appearance is important
  • always have weird obsessions
  • they play a lot with their feet
  • they need hugs and you to show them love, but will never say it

aquarius

  • they disappear with no reason
  • cuter than you
  • they get confused when choosing between good and bad
  • everything is overrated for them
  • they’re addiced to memes
  • feelings out of control
  • they’re the special snowflakes
  • cannabis 23/7
  • they will know if you lie
  • they lose their shit often
  • they think and feel more than they show
  • rebels
  • the smartest ones

pisces

  • they don’t like dealing with their responsabilities
  • they like music more than they like you
  • they like attention but not too much
  • will never accept being the 2nd option for someone
  • can listen to you for hours, without making it awkward
  • fake friendliness (sometimes)
  • too weird but in a sweet way
  • super funny. their humor is either too simple or too hard to understand
  • they overwhelm your mind
  • big heart, even bigger imagination
  • confused af
  • if you really analyze them they look like they’re stoned


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anonymous asked:

I want to live by myself when I move out of my parent's place but I'm really afraid of money problems? I'm afraid that the only place I can afford will be in the ghetto and it'll all be torn apart and I'll only be allowed to eat one granola bar a week. I'm really stressing out about this. I don't know anything about after school life. I don't know anything about paying bills or how to buy an apartment and it's really scaring me. is there anything you know that can help me?

HI darling,

I’ve actually got a super wonderful masterpost for you to check out:

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Adult Cheat Sheet:

Once you’ve looked over all those cool links, I have some general advice for you on how you can have some sort of support system going for you:

Reasons to move out of home

You may decide to leave home for many different reasons, including:

  • wishing to live independently
  • location difficulties – for example, the need to move closer to university
  • conflict with your parents
  • being asked to leave by your parents.

Issues to consider when moving out of home

It’s common to be a little unsure when you make a decision like leaving home. You may choose to move, but find that you face problems you didn’t anticipate, such as:

  • Unreadiness – you may find you are not quite ready to handle all the responsibilities.
  • Money worries – bills including rent, utilities like gas and electricity and the cost of groceries may catch you by surprise, especially if you are used to your parents providing for everything. Debt may become an issue.
  • Flatmate problems – issues such as paying bills on time, sharing housework equally, friends who never pay board, but stay anyway, and lifestyle incompatibilities (such as a non-drug-user flatting with a drug user) may result in hostilities and arguments.

Your parents may be worried

Think about how your parents may be feeling and talk with them if they are worried about you. Most parents want their children to be happy and independent, but they might be concerned about a lot of different things. For example:

  • They may worry that you are not ready.
  • They may be sad because they will miss you.
  • They may think you shouldn’t leave home until you are married or have bought a house.
  • They may be concerned about the people you have chosen to live with.

Reassure your parents that you will keep in touch and visit regularly. Try to leave on a positive note. Hopefully, they are happy about your plans and support your decision.

Tips for a successful move

Tips include:

  • Don’t make a rash decision – consider the situation carefully. Are you ready to live independently? Do you make enough money to support yourself? Are you moving out for the right reasons?
  • Draw up a realistic budget – don’t forget to include ‘hidden’ expenses such as the property’s security deposit or bond (usually four weeks’ rent), connection fees for utilities, and home and contents insurance.
  • Communicate – avoid misunderstandings, hostilities and arguments by talking openly and respectfully about your concerns with flatmates and parents. Make sure you’re open to their point of view too – getting along is a two-way street.
  • Keep in touch – talk to your parents about regular home visits: for example, having Sunday night dinner together every week.
  • Work out acceptable behaviour – if your parents don’t like your flatmate(s), find out why. It is usually the behaviour rather than the person that causes offence (for example, swearing or smoking). Out of respect for your parents, ask your flatmate(s) to be on their best behaviour when your parents visit and do the same for them.
  • Ask for help – if things are becoming difficult, don’t be too proud to ask your parents for help. They have a lot of life experience.

If your family home does not provide support

Not everyone who leaves home can return home or ask their parents for help in times of trouble. If you have been thrown out of home or left home to escape abuse or conflict, you may be too young or unprepared to cope.

If you are a fostered child, you will have to leave the state-care system when you turn 18, but you may not be ready to make the sudden transition to independence.

If you need support, help is available from a range of community and government organisations. Assistance includes emergency accommodation and food vouchers. If you can’t call your parents or foster parents, call one of the associations below for information, advice and assistance.

Where to get help

  • Your doctor
  • Kids Helpline Tel. 1800 55 1800
  • Lifeline Tel. 13 11 44
  • Home Ground Services Tel. 1800 048 325
  • Relationships Australia Tel. 1300 364 277
  • Centrelink Crisis or Special Help Tel. 13 28 50
  • Tenants Union of Victoria Tel. (03) 9416 2577

Things to remember

  • Try to solve any problems before you leave home. Don’t leave because of a fight or other family difficulty if you can possibly avoid it.
  • Draw up a realistic budget that includes ‘hidden’ expenses, such as bond, connection fees for utilities, and home and contents insurance.
  • Remember that you can get help from a range of community and government organizations. 

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Keep me updated? xx

Spoilers, sweetie.

The other night, one of my players started asking me (our DM) nosy questions about upcoming plot points.

Player:  I’m just saying, I think my character needs a girlfriend to show up. It’s important to me.

Me: [laughing] Oh, man, trust me on this one:  I have a whole lot of things worked out, and you’ll be surprised by what’s waiting for you down that road.

Player:  … see, when you say it like that, it scares me.

Me:  You should be scared! Or maybe not. I don’t know. I have no idea what the future holds.

Player:  Except you do! That’s actually the whole point!

  • Teacher: Alright, for career day, Ruby's uncle, Qrow Branwen will be speaking. He's a huntsman! Everyone say hello to Mr. Branwen!
  • Students: Hi Mr. Branwen-
  • Ruby: HI UNCLE QROW!!!!
  • Qrow, pulling out a flask: Alright kids. Do any of you want to be huntsmen or huntresses?
  • Some students: *Raise their hands*
  • Ruby: *Hops up in down in her seat as she rockets her hand up*
  • Qrow: Alright, the first thing you've got to know about my line of work is that picking your health insurance plan is very important. Now I know that going with the one that just covers combat injuries seems like a good idea, but it's NOT.
  • Qrow: *Swigs from flask*
  • Teacher: Um, Mr. Branwen, what are you dr-
  • Qrow: Vodka.
  • Qrow: Anyways, as I was saying. People you know are going to DIE. People you care about are going to LEAVE YOU. And when you eventually turn to alcohol, and you WILL-
  • Qrow: *Takes a swig*
  • Qrow: -You're going to go too far one night and need to get your stomach pumped, and that shit is EXPENSIVE. And then-
  • Teacher: Um, sir-
  • Qrow: Hold on, lemme finish. And then you're going to be hard on cash and have to crash at an old friend's house while you do wet work for Atlas of all kingdoms in an attempt to scrounge up enough money to get back on your feet. And you'll have to work with WINTER MOTHERFUCKING SCHNEE.
  • Teacher: Mr. Branwen, I think it's time for you to-
  • Ruby: TELL THEM THE STORY ABOUT THE BLONDE AMPUTEE GIRL!
  • Qrow: Oh yeah, that's the other thing about your health insurance. If you're ever going to Atlas, make sure your insurance covers STI's. There was this one time,
  • Teacher: Qrow Branwen! These kids are in 6th grade!
  • Qrow: 6th grade? Ruby, you're almost in middle school! Man, the time sure does fly.
things i’ve realized in 2016 that i should’ve known earlier

ok this is waaaay later than it should be, it’s already been a month since the new year but january was such a shitty month and there was so much going on that i haven’t found time to really reflect on the past year but here it is :’)

1. there will be people in your life that you can’t just cut out of your life even if they’re super toxic and bad for your mental health but that doesn’t mean you deserve to be treated like shit and your feelings invalidated

2. find yourself some upperclassmen/older friends that you can trust and not only ask for advice, but to confide in. they will save your life and it’s always nice to know that someone older and more experienced than you always has your back.

3. boys/girls can be dumb as fuck and 9/10 times they’re most definitely not worth wasting your time daydreaming/freaking/over-analyzing about. you don’t need a bf/gf, finding a bf/gf/SO is not more important than your goals, you are not an incomplete person without one. 

4. not everything is about you–sometimes you just need to get your head out of your ass and recognize that although you are important, you aren’t the world/the center of the universe. ask your friends how they’re doing once in a while instead of just ranting/complaining to them about your problems, get them a thoughtful gift, tell them that you genuinely appreciate them, etc. 

5. stop settling. sign up for that survey, register for that seminar, apply for that exclusive internship. you’re the only one who’ll make sure you get shit done, not your parents, your friends, or your teachers. 

6. wear whatever the fuck you want. people won’t care tbh, and the people who do don’t matter. clothes/makeup is meant to make YOU feel better, not for anyone else. an outfit is pulled together by your personalty and confidence, not by other’s opinions

7. don’t be afraid to let loose. party hard, but work harder. if you work all day and never have any fun you won’t have balance, and this will make you less productive. go to that party, get drunk with your friends, watch that movie, go to that concert, as long as you’re able to get back on track

8. prioritize your health. running clears the mind, yoga is calming, wash your hands, invest in that hand lotion, drink more water. you won’t be able to get anything done if you’re sick half of the time. you do good work when you feel good. 

9. it’s ok to experiment. wear the edgy outfit, make your makeup bolder than usual, switch up your study routine, re arrange your desk layout, buy a different planner, etc. you don’t have to always stick to the stuff you know.

Coup d'état in Venezuela

This is important and needs to be broadcasted all across the globe. This should be trending. Please reblog.

The Venezuelan Supreme Court actually took over the responsibilities of their Parliament, making it powerless. Maduro, the Venezuelan president, is said to have ‘couped himself’ by the opposition (who were majority in the parliament).

As you may know, the South American nation of Venezuela is going through a horrible economic and social crisis. Necessity products can’t be found there, money is basically useless, public services are shit. The government repressed all forms of protests, even the more peaceful ones. This, using the Supreme Court to dissolve the Parliament, is the final straw.

As a fellow South American (Argentinian), I empathize with their situation deeply, so I’m asking you to share this because the world needs to pay attention. Something needs to be done.

The people need to rise up, and the international community must support them through their transition into democracy. They need medical, financial, and all kinds of aid. Let’s stand by them.

All this Tony hate on my dash is really kinda getting on my nerves.

Let me point it out to you this way: Steve is in Wakanda, trying to figure out what’s going on with Bucky.

Thor and Hulk are tearing shit up in Asgard (probably, we will find out in Ragnarok)

Tony really is the only one getting ready for shit, becausr that’s what he always does. Thanks to his PTSD, he tends to lean more towards the side of paranoia. Of course they are going to focus on him so far, because 1) they just started production. Relax. And 2) He is still the only one running as an Avenger; everyone else is taking care of their own shit.

Tony Stark is just as important as the rest of them, and vice versa. He can’t do it alone, though he’s stubborn and will try. That’s when his friends will come in and sweep in and save his ass. ‘Cause as we saw at the end of Civil War… STEVE IS STILL THERE FOR HIM IF HE NEEDS THE HELP. STEVE SENT A LETTER HIMSELF JUST TO LET TONY KNOW HE IS NOT ALONE.

/endfuckingrant

Paladin Tattoos

So I’ve been scrolling through the the ‘humans are space orcs’ tag and I had a thought

Maybe Altean’s didn’t do tattoos, but another species does. Or maybe tattoos were developed in the 10k years that Allura and Coran were in cryo-pods. IDK, just, they don’t know about/ understand tattoos.

So now one day the paladins are hanging out at idk another space mall? Not important and someone notices a tattoo parlor, maybe because it’s the opposite of a stereotypical earth tattoo parlor all bright and happy with pastels and shit, maybe because this is after they find out about Lance’s tattoo, if you accept that headcanon(see my post Headcanon Time) and they feel the need to point this out to him and maybe he responses to this by “sarcastically” suggesting that they all get matching tattoos and of course at least one of them takes this as a challenge(*cough* KIETH *cough*) and they end up in the parlor arguing about what to get

Lance, being the little shit he is, suggests getting Voltron. The entire robot, across their backs
Hunk replies by saying that just getting their own lions would be more reasonable, and affordable, we kind of have limited funds, do I need to remind you of our last space mall experience
Pidge says they should get their names in computer code… she’s shot down
“We’re getting team tattoos Pidge we should probably get something related to Voltron, or Altea” - Hunk probably
“Or at least something we all understand” - Lance
Paw prints in the color of our lions - Kieth’s only thought
Shiro suggests the v that is on the chest of their armor, again in the colors of their lions

They eventually decide that Shiro’s v idea is most reasonable and the argument over placement begins

I say arguement it’s really just Kieth and Lance shouting at one another Kieth repeatedly defending right shoulder and Lance suggesting increasingly ridiculous ideas such as across the forehead or left butt cheek just to tick Kieth off and no it’s not because he’s cute when mad how dare you suggest that

Meanwhile Shiro, Pidge, and Hunk decide that their right shoulder is a good place and start checking out prices which are not as expensive as if they were on earth as tattoos for aliens are cultural milestones so even the poorest people have to be able to afford them

Long story short they leave the parlor four hours later Kieth and Lance still arguing, now about who’s tattoo hurt more, but they all agree not to tell the Alteans just to see if they notice

They don’t.

That is until a week or so later when they have a day off and Allura remembers Kieth and Lance expressing irritation because of “stupid Altean pools”
And she decides to show the paladins what it’s about

Allura: Good Morning Paladins! Today Coran and I have decided to show you the trick to using an Altean pool

Paladins: Can’t.

Coran: Why ever not?

Lance: We’re not supposed to swim for the next like… week and a half

Allura, excited: Oh! Is this some Earth custom Coran and I don’t know about?

Kieth: No, we just got tattoos when we were at the space mall and aren’t supposed to swim for two to three weeks afterward.

Coran: Tattoos?

Pidge: Yeah

After Allura and Coran continue to express confusion each of the paladins take of their jackets/ roll up their sleeves to shore them and explain

Allura: So you subjected yourself to physical injury and pain plus getting stuck with a pattern that could have been botched during the healing process as a bonding exercise?

Hunk: That pretty much sums it up

Coran: What prompted you to do this?

Pidge: It was a matter of pride

Coran: It was? How?

Pidge, completely blank faced: Lance suggested that maybe we couldn’t

Coran: Okay then

Alternatively, they notice immediately because one of the paladins says some thing particularly irritating and another punches them right in the tattoo (probably Pidge and Lance you’ve seen episode one) and the before mentioned conversation ensues

[Miraculous Ladybug]: Just Asking For Some Privacy

finally get to reveal my fic from the ML Ultimate Guess Who Game that @mlficwritersanon​ organized!! also, it’s in the top 10 of fics with most kudos which, wow, holy shit, thank you so much :)

i don’t write gen fics often so it was really heartwarming to see one get this much attention, so thank you all so much for those of you left kudos and comments (even though you didn’t know it was me :P) 

Link to Archive of Our Own: [AO3]

Title: Just Asking For Some Privacy 
Pairings: Gen Fic: Marinette/Ladybug, Adrien/Chat Noir, Chloe/Queen Bee, Alya/Volpina
Summary: “No but she’s right. What the heck could the four of us possibly have to do that’s apparently so important that it needs to be done in private, in an abandoned locker room, and in the middle of an akuma attack?”

The latter half of Adrien’s sentence hung in between the four of them while they all stood in silence and narrowed their eyes at each other.

Now that Adrien mentioned it…that was a little weird.


Just Asking For Some Privacy


So here’s the thing.

Finding the perfect hiding spots for transforming and detransforming was easily the most difficult part about being a superhero. Hands down.

One minute you’re running into the girl’s bathroom on the fourth floor about to jump out the window and save the city, the next you’re hiding in the bathroom stall from a mob of older lycée girls touching up their makeup before their first period class, balancing precariously on a toilet, and getting frantic calls from your teammates about why you’re not there to help fight an akuma the literal size of the Eiffel Tower.

Then you have to show up to a fight and explain why your foot is drenched in toilet water all while maintaining the grace and dignity of Ladybug, a.k.a Team Leader, a.k.a. Should Probably Have Her Crap Together Better Than This. You’d think that after a year of being Ladybug this part of the job description would get easier, but apparently that’s just too much to ask for .

“You know it’s not as bad as you think,” Tikki whispered to Marinette as she walked to her next class. “At least you have a lot of free time in between classes and after school to get some privacy. Some Ladybug’s didn’t even have that.”

Marinette pouted. “I know you’re just trying to put things in perspective, but it’s still annoying. I had to transform underneath the reference desk in the library today. I cannot emphasize how impossible that felt in the moment.”

Tikki shrugged and dipped back into Marinette’s bag when she spotted students passing them in the halls. “Might be worth trying to find a new official transformation spot now that you’re in a new school for lycée.”

Keep reading

it’s the middle of winter, and tony’s got the flu. he’s hacking and coughing and sneezing all over everything, and his throat is so sore he can’t talk, but he won’t just go to bed and sleep because he’s got a million things he needs to be working on, upgrades for the team and the suit and that si paperwork that pepper keeps pestering him about-

and so he wraps up in a hoodie and drags himself about, snuffling and miserable and trying so hard,

and steve’s super worried, but tony just stubbornly shakes his head when steve says he should go and sleep. so steve hangs around anxiously, and makes tony hot coffee and soup for lunch, and frets silently.

and then, tony’s leaning over to pull up a diagram on the holoscreen, and he’s sort of dizzy and lightheaded, and next thing he’s crumpling up and falling to the ground.

except steve’s there. and steve catches him before he hits the floor, and tony’s white-faced and disoriented and shaking, and steve says grimly, ‘okay, that’s it.’

‘wh-h-what?’ tony wheezes, and he’s gripping onto steve’s arm and trying not to go off into another paroxysm of coughing. steve holds him upright, one arm around tony’s waist and the other rubbing soothing circles into his back.

‘i said, that’s enough,’ steve repeats, and he’s got the cap face on - or is it the steve-rogers-is-not-taking-no-for-an-answer face? tony’s not sure, but oh he’s so tired and it feels so nice to not have to hold up his own weight.

steve’s so nice and strong, and his chest is really soft. tony rests his head on it without thinking, and steve’s arms tighten protectively around him. ‘i’m taking you to bed,’ steve says against his hair, and oh, there’s an inappropriate joke right there for the picking, but tony’s too tired to make it.

and then the weight is taken right off his feet, because steve is lifting him up like a baby, one hand braced under tony’s backside, and tony wishes he felt more awake so he could enjoy that. he curls his arms around steve and lets himself go limp, because steve’s got him.

there is one thing though, that his fuzzy head is telling him is important, that steve needs to know. ‘y'shouldn’t - touch my butt,’ tony mumbles into steve’s shoulder. ‘p'pl will think - think you…’

he feels steve huff out a wry amused breath into tony’s hair. 'they already think that, tony,’ he says, and then, softer, 'they’re quite right, too, and you would know it if you weren’t such a blind idiot.’

tony just turns his face into steve’s neck and lets his eyes drift closed. god, he feels like shit. there’s something about what steve just said, something important, but he can’t think properly and he just wants to sleep.

tomorrow. he’ll think about it tomorrow. for the moment he just feels so safe, held like this as though he doesn’t weigh more than a feather. steve’s carrying him, careful and strong, supporting his weight.

steve carries him into his bedroom, lowering tony down onto the bed. he tucks him under the covers, bringing them up to his neck and laying a blanket over the top, warm and cosy.

tony looks up at him, struggling to keep his eyes open. ’t'morrow,’ he croaks. 'me 'n’ you. talk. gotta 'member.’

steve looks down at him, and his eyes are very soft somehow. 'tomorrow,’ he agrees gently. 'you and me are going to talk about this if it kills us.’

tony thinks hazily that he actually likes the sound of that. steve’s stroking his hair with his fingers, and it feels so good.

and tony nestles into the pillow and lets himself drift off to sleep, because steve’s there and tony’s safe and maybe he’s allowed to rest, just this once.

(more ficlets under the 'stevetony ficlet’ tag on my blog)

My Professor. (1/?)

-Hanbin x Reader (Professor!Hanbin)

-It was universally known that friend with benefit between best friends would be a chaotic ride from the start till the heartbreak of either one or both party. No one says anything about being in one with your dear professor…

-What is this? I don’t know what this is… hahahaha 🙃🙃🤔😏 Read it and decide for yourself. (then maybe let me know what this is haha…Sigh, I need help.)

-Rated M for language, mention of sex (secretly rated B for bullshit 😏)

-S/O to @7n13bang for being MVP AF for requesting and read through 2 (soon 3) novel sized pieces of my shitty ass writing. 

-M.List 

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Jolting awake from a sudden thunderous bang in the pin drop quietness of the lecture hall, you raise your head up angrily and stare up still in a daze. Your hands rub your eyes sluggishly to rid them of the leftover blurriness of sleep before trying your best to locate the source of the disturbance. Looking around the room, a few frustrating expressions pair with the scribbling sound of pencils on exam papers, you concluded that you had for once not slept pass the ending of the class. Finally, your eyes land on a boy 5 rows in front of you who’s nervously picking up his textbook, apologizing profusely to the 20 pairs of eyes glaring daggers his way.

Fucking Brian, always with his clumsiness.

A low grunt escapes your lips as you glare down toward the flustered boy nervously pushing his textbook underneath the ugly blue plastic chair of the rundown lecture hall with his foot. Now, normally you’re not so uptight that you’d be cussing someone out for an accident. It happens, especially during a high stress period like midterm week. However, what he did just now cost you one of the most amazing dream ever, or dirtiest… or maybe you need holy water kind of dream, depends on who’s talking. 

Dozing off in class wasn’t a rare occurrent for you. Math has always been one of those subject that comes to you without much struggle which leaves plenty of time for day dreaming about nighttime activities. Actually, what is a rare occurrent would be you attending class. Sign up for a late class, your best friend had said, it’d be easier to get to class since you’re already awake, he said. No chance of being late to class from oversleeping. Well he was right about the not being late to class part. You can’t technically be late if you never bother with showing up to begin with. What a load of bullshit. If anything, the tiredness built upon itself and by 4 o’clock, your body physically give up. Regret welcomes you in its cold embrace every single time you drag your feet across the grossly worn out, stains filled carpet of the 100 years old math building. If it wasn’t regret, it’d be the constant stress to your poor heart every time it creaks from the settling cold of dusk. You wouldn’t be surprise to see it completely in ruined one of these day. Honestly, how is the building even in function still. 

Having nothing better to do after finishing the exam early, you resorted to your usual activity during class time. As much as you enjoy the thrill of solving problems, sitting through a 2 hours lecture just isn’t your thing, even worse when there’s nothing to do after an exam. You lost count of how many people that had asked why you even bother showing up to class just to fall asleep 5 minutes into the lesson.

“Oh, they threaten me if i don’t start showing up to class, i’d get academic probation. Plus they say they’re considering kicking me off the cheer squad so you know, sleep here sleep at home… it’s the same shit.”

That was one of those lie you told so often it’s slowly becoming the truth. You could be strap onto a lie detector right now and neither will you sweat nor blink. What choice do you have but to deceive everyone. Plus, it’s not even that important of a lie, white lie even. If you told them the real reasons, probation would be the last thing you’d need to worry about. It’s not as if you can publicly declare your love for the hot professor. Actually, that in itself isn’t really the problem, 70%-99% of his students secretly mentally undress him during class anyways, boys and girls alike. 

Seriously, who wouldn’t. 

Being one of those genius kid that had everything figured out by the time they graduated high school, he’s barely even 4 years older than you with a Master and a Phd. under his belt with a fancy job at a prestigious university. Towering over most at nearly 6 ft, he pretty much stands out in any crowd. Even if his intimidating height doesn’t do its job, his impressive look will take care of the rest. Despite being a professor, he looks anything but with perfectly sculpted face, even better figure, and a fashion sense that shamed even models. He pretty much could be standing there reciting the phonebook and it’d somehow be interesting. 

The problem itself is that you actually acted upon your desire when the opportunities arisen a few months back. Well, that opportunity wasn’t just a simple heat of the moment thing but rather months of intense push and pull, suppressing and wanting to unleash a fury of unimaginable desires on each other. But let’s leave that tale for a later date. 

Staring up at the center of your deepest darkest secret, you muster up a sleepy smile when your eyes meet his. He had been busily grading away at his desk while simultaneously proctoring the exam before now, looking ravishingly stunning under the rare appearance of his oversized brown tortoise specs. A playful smirk rests upon your mouth without your knowledge, tongue breaching its barrier for a slow sensual meeting with the lower lip. He often wears contacts, only busting out the glasses whenever he knew he needed to get on your good side.  

You’ve never meant for this little preference to be made known, much less to Hanbin. Late night spend in his office in reality is much less exhilarating than what one would anticipates of a willing single lady and an open available man lock in a room, wee hours of the darkness with nothing else but the quiet cricket of night as companions. He had been on the 3rd pile of paper scribbling away furiously with a few disappointing sigh. It had only been the first exam of the quarter and already, stress bestowed upon the poor professor. His brows furrowed in frustration of where could he have gone wrong that resulted in such detrimental way to the class learning curve. A soft “God” slipped through his lips like the most dainty of wind rushing through the leaves. Your heart ached for the young professor blaming himself for the lack of the class. Seconds of sympathy turned into minutes of absentmindedly staring at how his hair no longer holding its shape but rather flopping over in evident of a exhausted long day. Even with the guilt of not being able to do more to help him coursing through your blood vessels, you couldn’t stop the primal calling of the pooling heat in between your legs. 

His svelte fingers rubbing his brows vexingly as his head twisted in discomfort. Judging from the amount of red blooming on the page, it had to be one of the stoner kid that’s even worse at showing up to class than you are. When he wasn’t nibbling gently on his knuckles, his teeth would be busy gnawing away at the redden abused lips, rolling and licking them to smithereens. You let your attention engulfed in the slight sheen on those high cheekbones, eyes lingering along the sharp jawline that had definitely had every girl in the department wishing they could trace them with their tongue. His jet black locks messily draped over the peeking undercut, no longer sinfully neat from the constant ruffle of his hand rummaging through in disappointment. A near moan-like sigh escaped your lips when his index effortlessly push the oversized pair of glasses up the bridge of his noise, tugging it gently by the end piece. Hanbin is undeniably handsome, that’s for sure. But God forbid how immorally good he looks with his specs on, playing into his part as a professor so damn well. Unknowingly, your legs less than inconspicuously crossed over themselves, clumsily rubbing hard knocking the underside of his desk a few times, begging for any sort of friction. All from the way his glasses framing his ethereal face so perfectly. You had been so lost within the mesmerizing view that you nearly lost your soul from the sudden rasp of his voice.

“Baby girl, what are you doing over there?” Checking in on you was something he had always done. Even grading get rough and tedious so you provide the right amount of distraction for a quick break.

“H-Homework…” You stuttered out in an almost incoherent mess, chest heaving, breaths steadily rising. Heart rapidly drumming against your ribcage out of shock.

“How’s that going?” He sighed, a slight smirk nestled itself on his lips.

“Uh-Uhm. Good!” You shamelessly stared at the busy man in front of you that was sparing you no glance. He continued with jotting down comments, circling mistakes.

“Are you working on art?”

“Huh? No. Physics.” For once, you wished for nothing more but for him to return to ignoring you, leave  you to your day dream. You whimpered pathetically, losing command over all your senses.

“Judging from the way you’ve been absentmindedly doodling circles on your paper, I’d have guessed it’s a kindergarten art assignment for learning shapes. But hey! What do I know, right?” Not even one single second spared. He didn’t even look up while cooly making his observation. “Then again, I could be wrong. I think your legs are busy doing something else though.” His tone remained as calm as ever. As if he was just making a passing comments on how pretty the night sky was, not the fact that you were pleasuring yourself off the jaw-dropping sight of him hard working. “Or should I teach you some anatomy lesson right now. We’ll start with picking up your slacken jaws off the floor…” Finally, that haughty, mischievous expression graced itself on his features, his eyes glanced upward just enough to witness all the color disappeared from your skin. 

“C-Can you blame me though? It’s late and I-we should be in bed by now” You somehow managed to still be the least bit sassy while throwing down your pen after the mortifying realization that he was right. Atop your free body diagram a jumble of scribbles and circles layered themselves in no particular order. Your hands immediately went to press down your awkward legs in hope of controlling your dampen core. You bit your cheek out of pure embarrassment, physically impossible to look his way. You must’ve looked so stupid drooling over him with your mouth gaped wide open while drawing random shit on your homework.

“Is that so? I did said you don’t need to keep me company when I grade exam. You can go home first…” Clearly amusing himself from watching you suffer, he quipped playfully.

“No… I’ll stay.” You insisted, wincing a bit from a particularly hard chomp against on your own lip.

“You’re way too distracted today. What is it? Is it because I’m ignoring you?” He halted his movement, right hand placed over his left matter of factly. You tried your best remaining still in your seat, eyes glancing around, sweating like a sinner in church.“Hmm, that’s not it. I’ve ignored you for weeks before when my folks came to town. I bet it’s not my clothes either. You’ve seen me in these slacks plenty of times…” You swallowed hard, fingers nervously tapping on your thigh. He eyed you up and down, inside out, left to right with an inquisitive note to his burning gaze. 

“Ah…” Like the devil had just thrusted himself upon the man lost in thought in the mere microsecond it took you to blink. A wave of indiscernible mix of ego and arrogance submerged him in its toxic lake, darkening the light in his star filled eyes with lust. You felt lost gazing in those blown out pool of brown, feeling its seductive calling drawing you closer to losing yourself. You tried to resist but like a spell bound fool, you found yourself wandering further into his embrace. 

The sudden shift in mood had you sinking into your seat as if it could somehow eject you out of the thick tension of the room that was overworking your lungs with harsh gasps. Curiosity burned away and contentment bursting out with life like a phoenix reborn from ashes, his eyes still following you closely, latching onto the way yours darted between the collar bones peek-a-booing beneath the unbuttoned collar of his disheveled button up and his face. An all too familiar grin spread across those plump hot lips of his, a smuggest of a smirk. 

“So. My baby girl got a thing for glasses huh… Why didn’t you said so in the first place.” He leaned back into his chair, legs spread wide as if daring you to perch atop them. With a swift motion of his finger, you hopped out of your seat and straight to his side as if you just won the lottery. 

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Pregnant [S.B.]

Character: Sirius Black
Word Count: 1405
Requested?: Yes/No
Summary: When Y/n has a one night stand with Sirius Black, she finds the consequences are far worse than she ever thought.
WARNINGS: Mentions of pregnancy
Disclaimer: Gif isn’t mine, credit to whoever made it

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This wasn’t supposed to happen. It was supposed to be one night, no strings attached, no feelings, just sex. You knew going to that party in the Gryffindor common room was a bad idea, but you never thought it would have consequences this extreme.

You stared down at the test in despair, choking back a sob as you leant back against the wall of the toilet cubicle, and tried to gather your thoughts into something somewhat comprehensible.

You were pregnant. With Sirius Black’s baby, of all people. What were the chances he’d want to be around after you told him - if you told him? He was the type of guy to sleep with a girl and move on - no relationships, no responsibilities.

A baby was a huge responsibility.

You were scared, amongst other things, how he would take the news. You weren’t romantically involved - not at all - which made you so sure he would just ignore you for the rest of your lives, avoiding what was half of his fault too.

You placed the test back inside the small cardboard box it came in, and placed it inside your cloak pocket. You couldn’t risk exposing of it here; someone could find it.

As you emerged from the bathroom, you felt dazed, and looking where you were going was the last thing on your mind, which is why you managed to bump into someone, nearly knocking you down.

“Woah, Y/n! Are you okay?” Lily’s soft voice floated through the air and you looked into her green eyes. Without a word, you starting shaking your head, tears that you had previously been trying to hold in falling rapidly down your cheeks.

“Oh my dear…” Lily looked at you sympathetically and led you quickly to the library down the hallway, so that less people would be around to see and hear you.

When she sat you down on a chair in the far corner, she let you cry for a moment, rubbing your back gently and whispering a couple of “it’s okay"s and “let it out"s.

As soon as your crying subsided, Lily asked, “What happened? What’s wrong?”

You bit your lip, “I did something stupid, Lils.”

“Oh Y/n, it can’t be that bad, I’m sure! You’ll be fine,” she tried to comfort you.

“Lily I’m pregnant.”

Her mouth dropped open, “Y-You’re what?” “I’m having a baby,” you closed your eyes as your lip trembled once again.

“Okay… okay… this is okay. This will be fine! Everything will be okay! You just need to talk things out with the father. Who is the father?” Lily asked, reaching out to place a hand on yours.

You hesitated, before sighing a little. “Sirius,” you muttered.

“As in Black?!” “Yes, Lily. Sirius Black. Sirius Black is the father of my baby, and I don’t know what to do because Merlin knows he won’t want to stick around with me, knowing he has a child! What am I supposed to do?”

“You tell him. And if he, like usual, tries to hide from his responsibilities, then you come to me and we’ll raise this baby together instead. But he won’t leave you Y/n. He won’t. And even if he does, you’re not doing this alone, I promise you,” Lily told you.

“Are you sure? I don’t want him to reject me or anything.”

“Y/n… I’ve known Sirius a long time, okay? And yes, he’s immature; he doesn’t like to stick to rules or act his age, and he’s a complete tosser. But he’d never reject you. Look, I didn’t want to tell you. I wanted him to tell you himself. But clearly you need some kind of a boost, okay? So here it is. Sirius Black has been in love with you since first year.”

“Lily, I love you, but please don’t joke around with me like this. I will hit you,” you muttered, a sigh following your words.

“I’m not joking with you! Seriously, you are the most oblivious person I’ve ever met. Whenever you’re around Sirius can’t take his eyes off you! You should hear the way he talks about you when you’re not around! In fact, I’m actually surprised you weren’t pregnant with his baby before now!” Lily said, her green eyes wide.

“If this is all true, then why hasn’t he told me before?” You said pointedly, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I don’t know, scared of rejection maybe? Scared of commitment? It’s Sirius Black for Merlin’s sake. He’s so melodramatic it could be because of literally anything.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the red headed girl in front of you, “Okay. Thank you Lily.”

“No problem. Now come on, we have a baby daddy to tell!”

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“I can’t do this,” you said as you paced up and down outside the Gryffindor common room. “Yes you can! You have me here for moral support, and you are stronger than this! You can do it! Now go,” Lily said as she held open the common room door for you.

You entered the room and instantly were met by the faint smell of burning logs, and a nice reddish glow of the fire bouncing around the room.

On the other side of the room, you caught sight of Sirius. There was a small smile gracing your face as you took in his appearance. He was mid-laugh, his black hair falling around his well-defined jawline. He was sat with the other Marauders, who were laughing along with him.

Now… how to get Sirius alone…

“I need to get to the library, I’ll see you guys later,” you heard Remus say as he stood up. “I’ll come with you,” Peter said as he followed the werewolf out, past where you were stood in the shadows.

Now to get rid of James…

“Potter,” you said as you walked towards the boys, “Lily is outside the door.”

“See you later Padfoot!” James said as he stood up, hand ruffling his already messy hair as he nearly fell over himself to get to Lily as fast as he could.

“You know babe, if you wanted to be alone with me again, you could have just said so,” Sirius spoke, smirking up at you from his seat on the couch.

“I’m not here to talk about that, Sirius. Well, sort of. But not in the way you think. I mean… I need to talk to you about something important,” you said, your voice wavering.

Sirius patted the spot next to him on the couch, and you sat down hesitantly. He reached over to grab your shaking hands in his larger ones, “So, what do you wanna talk about?”

“This is going to be a shock. And… and holy shit I don’t even know how to say this because I don’t know how you’re going to take it or anything but um… Sirius, I’m pregnant.”

Sirius froze, the hand resting on yours tensing up and slowly pulling away.

“What?”

“I’m pregnant with your child, Sirius. And it’s fine if you don’t want to be there for us, I understand. It’s not really in your character to commit to a relationship anyway. But I just thought you should know,” you said, avoiding looking into his eyes.

You didn’t receive a response and assumed the worst. You stood up, pulling your cloak around yourself as you went to leave, “You know, I was so stupid to think you’d actually stick around. Lily said… she said you wouldn’t leave. She said you’re in love with me. Guess that was all lies right?”

You had almost reached the door when Sirius yelled out, “Y/n, wait!”

You looked back at him as he finally caught up with you. He grabbed your hips and pulled you against him, pressing his lips against yours as he kissed you roughly.

Your hands found their place around his neck, as one of his rested on your stomach. He pulled away and rested his forehead against yours, “Lily wasn’t lying. I’m not going to leave, and I do love you baby girl. I want to have this baby, and I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather be the mother than you.”

“Are you sure, Sirius? Because… this means you’re going to have to give up your endless one night stands,” you told him.

Sirius gave you a cute smile, “I don’t care. Just as long as I’m with you.”

anonymous submitted:

“twenty one pilots is getting so much recognition now (which is so WEIRD but anyway) which means it’s at the point where people are complaining about “ugh now all these fourteen year old girls are obsessed with them and it’s ruining everything :(((” but like……….

the older people in the clique are always talking about how important the music is and how it changed/saved their lives and how when things are really really awful, listening to TOP reminds them to keep going and not give up - all of which is AMAZING and so so true, but doesn’t it make sense then that 14yo girls would like them?

DO YOU REMEMBER HOW HORRIBLE BEING FOURTEEN IS???

being at the height of your uncertainty and awkwardness and having society/people coming at you from all sides telling you what you have to be and what you have to look like and how you have to act…all while you’re too young to really know how to deal with it and ignore it and cast it aside as the bullshit it is. THE MOST HORRIBLE I EVER FELT ABOUT MYSELF WAS AT FOURTEEN. eleven years later i’m still not at a point where i like myself, but at least i’m old enough now to have worked through it…it’s fine it’s cool it doesn’t matter, i exist and i’m gonna try my darndest to keep existing.

and we all know that TOP attracts a lot of mentally ill people - tyler literally refers to “his people” as being the ones whose brains are a battlefield - and i know from personal experience that being mentally ill as a kid SUCKS. it SUCKS SO MUCH because you keep doing and thinking these things that you know don’t make any sense and yet you CANT MAKE IT STOP, and when you’re young, you don’t have the words yet to express what you’re feeling. what’s even worse is when you’re a kid (and especially when you’re a girl) people so often try to write off your mental illness as a plea for attention or you “trying to be cool/different” or “you’re just pretending to be like this because you read about it in a book somewhere.”

i think we can all agree that that’s completely HEINOUS. that’s disgusting and horrible and isolating. but isn’t that what the clique is doing when they say “what could fourteen year old girls possibly get out of their music”? short answer: it is. and it’s so invalidating of people’s experiences it should make us - the ones who know what it’s like to have messed up brains and no support from those around us - feel sick.

so i guess what i’m saying is this: being young sucks. being a young girl sucks even more. being a young mentally ill girl sucks the most. and if these fourteen year old girls find meaning or comfort from TOP’s music they should be welcomed in with open arms. because life is HARD dude, we all know that…so don’t begrudge people what gets them through the day, no matter how old they are.”

hey i totally agree with this. i’m so sick of the idea that once the music becomes renowned within the teenage girl demographic, it’s ruined. it perpetuates the idea that once a teenage girl likes something, it’s meaningless and silly and that’s extremely sexist, ageist and just all-round invalidating. who and what teen girls are passionate about is not of any less importance than what men are passionate about. young female fans are usually compounded with the idea of irrational excitement and being a “shallow” fan - not having a critical perspective of the music, which is absolute bullshit. 

let me just reiterate what anonymous is saying…. being a 14 yr old girl with a mental illness is not easy dude. heck, being a 14 yr old girl without a mental illness is hard enough. 14 is a very vulnerable age where you constantly feel like everything’s out to get you. from around 12 - 15 i felt like i was constantly under pressure to act a certain way and music has always been something i’ve turned to for comfort. i started getting into top and /alternative/ music when i was 14 and the misogyny which seemed to be particularly strong amongst alt music fans was something that really confused me and i found myself having to prove that i was different from the “other teen girls” (whatever that meant at the time???) as if being a teenage girl was something that was embarrassing?

tyler and josh always describe the clique as being an inclusive group of people who support each other through thick and thin and yeah ideally the clique would be like that, and it is like that within certain /subsections/ (for lack of better word?) but unfortunately in reality, the clique as a whole is probably just as judgmental when it comes to accepting young teen girls into the fanbase which really really sucks. when i was 14 i wasn’t in the clique yet but i’d listened to their spotify discography probably about 100 times and it helped me, and continues to help me through so much and sadly in a sense, i’m kind of glad that i didn’t join the clique until later because looking back, i know that my experiences would be invalidated because of my age and gender. 

so in conclusion, teenage girls are fucking hardcore for staying so beautifully passionate about what they love despite having to deal with everybody’s shit, and anybody who invalidates and looks down on young female fans for no other reason than because they’re young and female, needs to get their head out of their ass. 

All I need for the finale

I feel like mona saying why build a dollhouse when you can make the entire town one, was important. I feel like AD has been controlling the game from day one, and blackmailing not just the liars but all of rosewoods citizens. Anyone who did some shady shit was just being an unwilling participant in the game. Monas and Ceces reveals were just their turn, and AD made them lie about being a, I’m assuming. That would explain why Mona made that “don’t they know that’s what we want” speech when she was booked into radley. It would also explain why there were cameras on cece during her reveal, not just for the girls to see but for ad to make sure she’s completing her turn and not cheating-telling the truth. This thought also could explain why there have been an insane amount of red herrings who all seem to be 100% guilty of being a, only for the girls to do a bunch of shit only to learn they have nothing to do with A. Anytime the liars get close to figuring something of importance, AD could just be like Alright cool Spenc and Emily are going to those stables that Jessica and Bethany used to go to I don’t want them to find anything pointing back to me, I’m gonna tell Melissa it’s her turn, and have her lock them in the stables and put her old riding hat on the wall so they’ll jump to suspicions about her and stop looking around.

I dont really care about motive because im not really expecting to be pleased with the WHY, just because marlene king sucks, but if she could just make it so that there’s only ever been one true big bAd I would actually be pleased with the entire show as a whole, because throughout the season’s I’ve always hated that people just kept having the game stolen/started by a new person. It just always seemed weird that more than one person would be so interested in the same 5 girls, that they stalked and tortured them. And the motives were always just like friend jealousy basically, WHICH IS NOT A GOOD ENOUGH REASON.

Also I feel like Arias whole 7b arc is to show us the way A actually works, like how she destroyed the nursery, usually I would have assumed that only the destruction and stealing and what not is done by As hands, but her arc has made me feel like AD never gets out of that lounge chair unless it’s to make more weird vodka tonic martini whatever’s, and just watches everything and sends all of the worker bees to do anything A needs/wants

Broken (⅔)

Genre: Angst
Pairing: Yoongi x Female Reader
Trigger Warning: Domestic Violence
Word Count: 1.2k

Originally posted by loveblushes

He did everything he could to hold back his anger in voice. He stared at the bruise on your upper arm from when you were shoved during your last fight.

Yoongi became more aggravated by your silence. He had heard rumors but refused to believed them. He let go of your arm and sat down next to you. The silence could kill. Yoongi was fuming with anger. 

“It wasn’t a rhetorical question.” He stated harshly. “(Y/N).”

“I fell. Ok.”

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A-Z NSFW: Luhan

Originally posted by 7thvelvet

Disclaimer: I couldn’t find the original poster this came from, but I got this from philanddanxreader, I didn’t come up with this.

A = Aftercare 

Nana says it takes a special kind of guy to like cats, and for cats to like them, so Luhan has to be the sweetest human alive cuz cats can tell youre a shit human being so Luhan is pretty being absolutely sure you’re okay afterwards, especially with his…uhem…kinks and such…aftercare is extremely important. He’s one that after a shower, he insists on a massage, knowing your muscles have been tense and stretched, so they need to be relaxed again, and uses the sweetest smelling lotion and oils he can find to do so.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 
Have you ever taken a good look at Luhan’s hands? They’re beautiful. And they do some beautiful damage too, and Luhan knows that. He’s fond of teasing, especially just when you’re chilling around the house together and suddenly his hand is down your pants. He enjoys being able to have you begging for him just from his fingers alone, it gives him somewhat of a power trip. The same goes for your hands, or if we want to get specific, your nails. He likes you marking him, to an extent. His favorites to find the morning after are scratches on his shoulders from you holding on for deal like, or the crescents pressed into his shoulder blades, followed by faint pink lines down his back.  

C = Cum 

Being a past roommate with Xiumin, and being a bit of a germaphobe, I don’t see Luhan being very messy when he cums. 99% of the time it’s in a condom #WrapItBeforeYouTapItKids and the few off times you don’t, it’s because you’re having shower sex and it’s easily cleaned up.

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 

Seeing as he has free liberty to have you pretty much anywhere in the house, he’s often fantasizes about public sex. Just fantasized though, he doesn’t like the idea of getting caught with his pants down and going to jail for indecent exposure..

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Lmao the way he was almost offended when the MC asked if he’s kissed a girl before then almost shat himself over not knowing if he was allowed to say yes Luhan’s one of the oldest boys, and was nearing college when he was picked up, so he was pretty much a grown man by the time he entered SM, I’m inclined to believe he’s at done it at least once, aside that, between being taught dance moves, his goddamn sinful tongue, and an internet connection, Luhan is pretty educated in the idea of sex, don’t you worry about that. 


F = Favorite position

He does enjoy playing with different positions, but one of his favorites is kinda weird and specific. Morning sex is almost a constant for you two, if it’s past 10 am and y’all haven’t done the do, everything’s behind schedule and it’s certain you’re late for something. Breakfast is always the first step in the morning, and that always gets interrupted by Luhan appearing behind you, and suddenly you’re bent over and one leg is propped up on the counter top, and he’s going at it from behind. Anything from behind tends to be on his favorites list, but that’s really high on the list.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Luhan is freaking funny, I adore him, he’s a dork. A true meme. But in the bedroom, he’s pretty focused and serious, especially when it’s playing into the games of dom/sub, he’s pretty intense and in the zone, no time for fooling around. Some nights are off the norm, and he is very loving and giggly and you’re just having a fun roll around the sheets, but typically he’s more serious.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)
Luhan’s letting more go, and I kind of like it. For a little bit, we saw him having a lil smidge of a mustache coming through, I think he doesn’t shave as often as when he was in EXO, add that to the fact he got cats instead of a girlfriend…..so even the girlfriend point of ‘boy shave ya damn dick hair’ isn’t there. I don’t think he’s that groomed, I think he does it occasionally, but not very often.


I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

I do think Luhan would be one of the more romantic and PDA-ish partners in EXO, but he’d show his romance in your non-sexual relationship. When you’re having sex, he’s not very romantic, sure he tells you he loves how and the lovely sweet nothings, but that’s all while he’s got you restrained and bit and pounding you with everything he’s got so….

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)

While you’re normally around to uh…deal with the harder things in life…Luhan doesn’t hold back the need. He’s not quiet during sex, but he’s a pretty silent masturbator. No ones really around, but if there was, no one would be able to hear him, plus he doesn’t stretch it out. If the need comes that he has to jerk off, he’s getting it over with so he can go on with his day.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
We all make the jokes, yeah Luhan’s really pretty haha he’s like a girl hehahe he’s so submissive bla nah bish I think he’s pretty dominant. Not like a DOM dominant, but he’s not a sub by any means. He likes being in control, which is pretty much the reason he favors the set of silk scarves he was given, so he can tie you up with the cool fabric and have you completely at his mercy. ‘My name isn’t Luhan anymore It’s Sir remember that’ b y e shut up liz


L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Because he’s alone and has free reign, he likes using the house to it’s full advantage. Not a room in the house exists he hasn’t fucked you in, but his favorite is the kitchen. Especially during the summer. He loves how the counter top is just the right height to bend you over, and have you on edge from the cool surface, and have access to one of his favorite ‘toys’; ice cubes. 

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

It’s not hard to get Luhan turned on, it’s really quite easy. Literally, all you have to do is call him Sir. It’s kind of a joke that stemmed from a night of role playing, that you tease him by calling him Sir during random, innocent activities throughout the day. But the whole situation turns Luhan on more than one can imagine, it’s his weakness, use it wisely.  

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything degrading, directed towards you or him, isn’t flying in his book. He’s spent enough time being called a girl, told that he looks like a girl, etc, he doesn’t like the feeling of being talked down to and he certainly isn’t going to call you a bitch or slut or the likes for anything.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

:) I  :) love :) suffering :)


P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Boy really likes to pop his dick….smh Knowing Luhan, he’s kind of a mix, it’s a flip of a coin each time you guys enter the bedroom, it goes either way. He’s a fan of switching it, especially during the same round, he’ll start pretty fast and his thrusts are hard and precise, and just to draw it out and tease you more, he’ll suddenly slow his pace till he’s practically just grinding on you instead of thrusting. 

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

As he doesn’t have an as intense schedule as he did as an EXO member, quickies aren’t necessarily used as a means due to him having little time to spend with you. That being said, he does enjoy a good quickie, especially in the morning. When you’re having a show and he offers to ‘wash your hair’, which we all know is a trick. Quickies are pretty frequent in your relationship, because they’ve been added to be part of the ‘morning routine’. 

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Since he’s not in EXO anymore, a lot of the risks with sex with the members is lost. You don’t have to really worry about locked doors, or someone walking in on you, getting caught.You literally have all the freedom in the world(inside that is) and Luhan enjoys taking advantage of that. He does like to experiment, almost every time you have sex, he’s found something new that ‘looked alright, wanna try it?’. He’s pretty open with sex with you, so most things are game to be toyed with with him.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Luhan’s getting into being an old man lmao as if mid 20s is old shut up liz so I think his stamina is leveled out, he’s not as wild as a teenage boy anymore. Sex with his is pretty average in the sense of time length, actual sex lasting between 5-8 minutes, that could be stretched to 10 mins if extensive foreplay was cut down, and one round is usually it without a tap out nap in between. But let Luhan sleep, and he can get right back into it with no issue.


T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Nana says he’s lowkey kinda kinky, and Nana knows best soooooo. He’s got a few toys, not a very big collection, mostly just things to restrain you i.e. handcuffs, ropes, a few silk scarfs. etc. 


U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He’s a fair amount of a tease. Luhan teases a lot, it’s one of his favorite things to do, to make you squirm and beg for him to just fuck you already. But he doesn’t hold back on you that much. As much as he loves toying with you, he loves nothing more than that moment when he can finally have free reign to thrust you into next week.


V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Luhan has one of the most beautiful voices, and he was the vocalist, so lord knows he has a good set of pipes on him. He’s very vocal in the sense that he’s a babbler, it’s almost impossible for him to shut his mouth during sex, he’s constantly spewing talk of your body and how good you feel around him. But plus side, he doesn’t live in a dorm sooooo be as loud as you want ;)


W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Everyone with pets, especially cats that you can’t exactly….tell to do something, knows how weird it is when it comes to sex and suddenly you realize there’s an extra pair of eyes in the room, watching you. The first time that happened, you’re in the middle of sex and Luhan is just going at it, and just out the corner of his eye he spotted one of his ‘children’ move, and flipped the fuck out. Sex was immediately shut down, and he was babbling about ‘ruining the innocence’ of the fur ball. No matter how many times you explained that it’s a cat, it doesn’t know what’s going on, he still insisted on checking the room before having sex every time.


X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Me: “Nana, what you think Lulu’s dinky do looks like?”
Nana: “Shorty, he done said he’s got the good good, he’s got the good good. He’s too pretty, that God had to give him a big one to make up for it, yeah he’s got some good german sausage under them pants. Lulu…boy hangs low, I know that. I know that.” b y e


Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

With how many damn songs he got talkin bout his dick, you can’t convince me that good good ain’t on his mind 24/7. Luhan has a pretty high sex drive, but it’s not unbearable, he can certainly control his urges. “i was lonely so i got a cat” bitch why didnt you get a gf tf So you don’t really have to worry about him being a dog humping your leg every second you’re together, but he’s definitely ready to go at a moments notice, just let him know~

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
I imagine Luhan is a cat type of person, he sleeps easily and almost anywhere, he can and will pass the fuck out. Once sex is over and aftercare has been dealt with, he’s ready to curl up on bed and go to sleep or at least have a nap, he needs some shut eye to regain some strength. Night Lulu.

So okay, this is the other, angry version of Percy having a post-episode 100 breakdown. And this one comes with a very important preface - not everything Percy says is right. He says some shit that he has strong opinions about but he is not necessarily correct. He is mad about some things he is not necessarily justified in being angry about. Anger isn’t always logical or reasonable. Do not get on my ass about this. I know. 


“I’m going outside,” Percy says in a flat tone of voice that brooks no argument.

Everyone looks up at him with varying degrees of concern but if Percy spends one more minute in this monument to bad memories, he’s going to start screaming, so he bypasses all of them and heads down the tunnels.

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You don’t own me part 2

Originally posted by baekhyunsama

Excerpt: “I need you to stay with me for a little while”, his breath was hot against your neck. His lips could possibly only be a few inches away from touching your skin. You held your breath.

Word count: 1380

Warnings: A little to nothing. No worries yet ;)

Author’s note: Lol I actually posted the seconds part without starting a new story in between! I’m getting better at this 8D I wanted to apologise for the bad summary. I really can’t.

I got so much support for this story! I’m overwhelmed! ♥  A special thanks to @viewkai, @crovalkyrie, @imbaekhyunstrash, @byunbunniess, @baekmuffin , @vicassa for your kind words and just being lovely ♥♥♥

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            HOLY SHIT !! So it’s been five years today since I decided to join Tumblr and start a blog for one of my favourite characters of all time. It’s been an incredible journey, with lots of ups and downs but my love for Gwen never left me and it’s because of you guys that I was able to bring Gwen to life in ways I never would have thought possible. You’re the ones who loved and supported me through all my bullshit and allowed me to grow both as a writer and a person. I met some incredible people during my time here, people who’ve been with me since day one and friends I made just last week. You are all amazing and I am so thankful to have you all in my life. Below are the people who helped make my blog what it is. Whether we’ve been partners for years, just met or if we just see each other on the dash with a like or reblog, I love you guys and you bring my dash to life  If I forgot anyone I’m so sorry, just know that I love you all !

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anonymous asked:

hey i was wondering why you ship sheith. i've wanted to get into voltron because i love your fic but i've heard there isn't a lot out.

To be as concise as possible? There’s something about people who are in love but put the universe before their interpersonal problems that really gets me.

Emotionally martyring yourself in the name of protecting and being there for other people? Give me. Consciously doing it with another person? Mmm. 

As soon as Voltron starts, we learn that Shiro has been confirmed dead for a year. He was a talented pilot and selected for a prestigious piloting mission at a ridiculously young age (going the farthest humans have from earth). During this mission, he was abducted by aliens and the government covered it up, calling it a ‘pilot error’ and thrusting the blame on Shiro. It’s promptly alluded to that Keith (the most talented pilot of his generation) was close to him and dropped out of school as soon as Shiro was confirmed dead. We literally meet the kid as someone who lives in the middle of nowhere like a desert cryptid and has a coffee table made of cinderblocks and a piece of wood.

This is in the literal first thirty minutes of the pilot episode. 

Shiro returns after escaping said aliens, and as soon as he changes into clothes that were mysteriously at Keith’s house, Keith grabs his arm and says, ‘It’s good to have you back.’

Having been through months upon months of traumatic fighting, experimentation and exposure to violence (the man’s arm was ripped off for fuck’s sake), Shiro doesn’t even flinch and says, ‘It’s good to be back.’

They are close. Confirmed in the most subtle fucking way, we immediately understand these two have a serious trust platform. 

The depth of their relationship is interesting because it’s so nuanced throughout. This is probably why people have taken to klance more, which is loud and easy to digest since it’s mainly just teenage boys and inferiority complexes, to be frank. It makes sense. It does.

Keith and Shiro are the only ones who’re implied to have a deep relationship. Shiro has literally no fear in touching Keith, and they’re always standing beside one another throughout the show. Not to mention–and I don’t want to spoil it too much if you do decide to watch–Keith consistently sticks his neck out to save Shiro in ways that are damn near insane. 

That finale? Holy shit. You wanna talk about devotion to someone’s safety, then get to that final episode. The loyalty between them is immense.

And I guess I like that now. I’m getting older. I like the idea of people who’re in love being thrust into hard situations and finding ways to make it work. People who believe in one another from the start is so important to me now that I’m progressing into an area of life that’s so fucking grey and confusing. Shiro really values Keith’s potential just as much as Keith values Shiro’s strengths and weaknesses (he protects them, my god). You need that as an adult going through some shit. I’d be lost without it, I swear. 

It’s good.

They’re good.

I know there is tons of discourse around it, but if you critically examine these two and stop infantilizing Keith (he had a fucking house, okay?), then it’s heart wrenching in all the right ways. I cannot stress how good they are, especially if we look at the context we have and not fanon assumptions.