its a whip

anonymous asked:

Hello! Could I possibly request some sfw and nsfw headcannons for a poly relationship with Keith, Lance, and their S/O?? Thank you, and I absolutely love your blog, btw!!!

uuhm yes hello is this the ER? … why am i calling?? becasue ive finally considered a Klance x me ship and it has broken me sufficiently please i need assistance yes thank y ou



  • the day it became official, Lance would not shut up about it, and Keith was such a blushy mess, and would sneakily try and hold hands with you  a lot, and You get Lance to be quiet but pulling him into a group hug. Keith is just so happy and Lance is just so happy too and they both express it in opposite ways. 
  • Lance likes to set up dates every weekend, sometimes theyre a surprise sometimes theyre not, but all of them are unique and special and intricate and just so lovely. usually end in cuddling in bed together reminiscing about stupid jokes that were mad or cool things youve seen.
  • In return for Lance’s great date planning, you and Keith band together to treat him to the best day or relaxation and company ever. you’ll give him foot rubs and share a bath mabey and let Lance give you both face masks to try liek he’s always wanted. probably paint each others nails because its what Lance wants to do and so it happens because it’s Lance’s special date day. 
  • If anyone doubts the relationship theres this group empathy/telepathy thing that kicks in and you all get so defensive of the others’ honour and even more in love than be fore its beautiful honestly. 
  • Lots of casual hand holding and stupid inside jokes. still the same petty arguments and sometimes you have insult war’s but its all out of love 


  • The first time you all got sexual together it was a mess. not the good mess either. a lot of pauses and confusion and worrying that everyone was satisfied and getting an equal share and that it was all good and stuff. it took a while to get a good system. 
  • early on it was discussed that everyone would feel most comfortable if sex with involving all three, but it was also explicitly understood that there would eb no grudges held if something happend between just two of you. Trust is really important, and jealousy is understandable. it only took a few weeks for it all to get settled in with no more worry.

  • Youve probably had sex in the dining hall more than in the bedroom tbh. There’s just something about the rush of possibly getting caught or being heard that really strikes the three of you, and the first time, Coran actually did find out pretty easily thanks to Lance’s inability to be quiet;;; didnt stop you tho. 

Taehyung: *breathes in and about to say something*

Hwarang: *complete silence and stares fondly*

Taehyung: *breathes out*

Hwarang: that was so good so funny you are such an adorable dongsaeng we lov

She’s Beauty and she’s Grace, she’s Alolan Dugtrio (ღ˘⌣˘ღ) 

You know whats one thing that is absolutely fucking horrible about mp100? The fact that its given me such fucking high standards for other animated shows.

Like, i cant even sit down and watch some other cartoon/anime without picking apart every little aspect of the animation quality. I cant help but feel disappointed when i realize that no, this show isnt going to have amazing multi media that doesnt feel out of place or forced. No, this show isnt going to have great camera angles that capture every aspect of the scene perfectly. No, this isnt going to be animated so fluidly and near faultlessly.

Seriously, am i just watching all the shows with bad animation? Or is mp100 as out of the ball park as i feel that it is? Because from now on i know for a fact that, no matter what im watching, i’ll ask myself ‘is this animation as beautiful as mob psycho 100?’

The day i can, in all complete honesty, answer that question with 'yes’, will be the day that my soul ascends to the heavenly plains.


princess rover + development

I have grown too soft for these
harsh winter mornings.
I have become too tender
for its whipping winds.

Let me be, for now.

I do not want to wake up.

—  “My bed is warm, and the cold is not
helping the ache in my head”

it’s funny to me every time got7 gets jealous and tells us not to look at, be fans of, or generally breathe in another boy group’s direction… as if i don’t already have tattooed on my ass, “this belongs to got7″ 🌚

how the hell could you want anything more

or, even’s birthday, as told through a fuzzed, 8 am snippet.

  • even bech naesheim was not a fanciful boy; well, man, formalities included. 
  • holidays bored him more than they should
  • it wasn’t necessarily his fault, though
  • years accustomed to wine drunken, mouth curdled would you rather’s and sonja’s seemingly unlimited supply of recorded hell’s kitchen re-runs, the boy had something akin to a routine
  • and so, much to his disgruntled chagrin, it was an oddity to be awake with isak at 8 am on a sunday, cooking breakfast simultaneously 
  • see, it wasn’t exactly unheard of for isak to cook
  • he just rather despised it, and thus left it up to even 
  • nonetheless, he got to work whipping the eggs and setting aside the dough for cinnamon rolls; courtesy of his lover’s endearing whining 
  • isak looked so cute like this, all sleep-fussed, a boy constructed altar of babysoft february
  • electric thrummed through even’s veins, made a home in the hollow of his ribcage spelling love, love, love
  • isak mouthed along to tlc’s no scrub as it played, and even found himself reminded of sonja’s spice girls seemingly endless spice girls cd’s
  • it was enough to put a smile, hesitant and soft on his face, because, whilst he would never love his ex-girlfriend romantically, he would always cherish her endless companionship 
  • ‘’c’mere,’’ even mouthed, sweet like saccharine, beckoning his boyfriend in for a kiss 
  • and oh, even would never get tired of isak’s mouth, soft and wet and so impeccably him; enough to send the blond possibly reeling, hues fluttering shut as he savored that taste, like lavender and chamomile
  • the bacon sizzled quite angrily within its confinements, and isak let out a squeak that sent his elder’s heart pounding, ribcage like a mantra
  • as they dished up, they talked; talked about everything and nothing and how they slept and even wanted to do today
  • ‘’just wanna stay in with you. can we do that?’’
  • isak, bless his heart, giggled a breathy sort of giggle, smiling soft and sweet like scorched winter and yes, if they did end up missing any sort of activity the shorter had planned regardless, it was no thanks to even’s desire to kiss that pouty mouth bruised
  • all even wanted wanted for his birthday was his boy, to which he was starting to realize, and the fire in his lungs so tender had everything and nothing to do with it
  • ‘’we can.’’ 

help me.