jesus my hair is getting long

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“I’m not sure how you got in here.”

“This is where we study the conditions that cause shiny pokemon.”

“I suppose my pokemon could use some exercise. Very well, since you’re here…”

You are challenged by Mystic Admin Po!

Gift for @littlehidingowl! I told her that she looked like an anime character when she was wearing an eyepatch, so I took it to it’s next logical conclusion. XDDD

I figure the Go teams are like all the others: there are admins in charge of different things.  This is a perfect fit for Po, who has the patience of a saint and a full team of shinies at any given time. XDDDD I’m pretty sure she has an all-shiny Hall of Fame on ORAS, and if she doesn’t have a full shiny team in Sun yet, she’s getting there.

Drarry headcanon thing

-Draco secretly braids Harry’s hair while Harry is sleeping bc it’s so long and jesus is it soft and Draco likes to play with it

- Harry isn’t always asleep and hears Draco’s hums of satisfaction.

- Draco thinks Harry doesn’t know. Harry knows Draco doesn’t know that he knows.

- so when Harry “wakes up” he’s all like “omg how’d my hair get like this as Draco giggles in the other room

- Harry usually leaves them in and wears them to work and at first people are like ???, but then they just get used to Harry having some tiny braids mixed in with his messy hair

-one thing Harry doesn’t notice is on the back of his head the braids are tied with little pink bows.

I spin and spin and spin in her orbit,
Until the stars are afraid,
Until she is holding with her lips every peak of my spine.
She is holding together my skeleton,
She is holding together my teeth which are not bones,
Sewing together my fingers which have been dipped in holy water,
Which have sinned, and sinned for her.
I have tasted the red wine, the holy wine, the blood of Jesus Christ,
And I have tasted the unknowable truth, the holy truth, the peach pit that lives inside her.
And as I drank with my sinful lips,
I believed in a God, I believed in a Heaven,
I believed in a space under her tongue that belonged to my skin.
She is golden before the leaves of autumn turn,
She is an infant’s first breath outside of the womb.
My nails grow long and leave bruises in her back,
My nails grow long and get caught in her hair,
My nails grow long and trace the constellation of Leo on her left thigh.

Something with maid costumes and birthdays

Prompt: (i didnt see the come untouched part until now oops SORRY and i also eased down on the dirty talking part bc ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

Summary: Dan rides Phil with a maid costume on during his birthday. (ps this a modern day royalty au)

Genre: fluffy smut

Warning: secks!!! Swearing!!!

Words: 2, 007 words

A/N: I’m finally not sick!!! YEAH !!! ok but honesty I didn’t update for a long time I thought I was dying. So here’s the sex. (im also holding off the angst fic bc it’s taking too long fuck dammit) i may or may not write another one we’ll see

“I swear to fucking God, if I don’t get my birthday sex right now I will throw your fucking crown out of the window.”

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anonymous asked:

Ok but like dad-hot (he's not a dad he just looks like one) current jon as a college professor and he fucks you (his student) over his desk when everyone's gone and he knows he could lose his job if you get caught but it's been s o long since he's had hot sex like this and when you ask him to come inside your pussy ("please daddy I wanna feel it") his brain whites out

okay so my friends and I were talking about this recently bc none of us are into him now bc he looks like jesus and then Cassie posted this

A post shared by Cassie Walker (@cassiewalkermindbody) on Mar 19, 2017 at 7:08pm PDT

and he looks good??? which is new and honestly I’m so glad he cut his hair because now he is definitely a hot dad now and totally college professor

Hi my name is Judas Iscariot and I have long ginger hair with dreadlocks that reaches my shoulders and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Tim Minchin (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Jesus Christ but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I have pale white skin. I’m also Jesus’ right hand man, and I belong to a revolutionary group called The Twelve in Israel where we’re in our third year (I’m frightened by the crowd). I’m an apostle (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly grungy stuff. For example today I was wearing a green coat, grey t shirt, checked scarf, jeans and combat boots. I was wearing black eyeliner and eyeshadow. I was walking outside the camp. Simon was setting things on fire and rioting so there was no quiet, which I was very happy about. A lot of Romans stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

Hi my name is Delphie Diggory Lestrange Riddle Rowen and I’m related to all the families in Harry Potter (that’s how I got my name) and I have long silver and black hair and a lot of people tell me I look like Bellatrix Lestrange (AN: if u don’tknow who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Cedric Diggory but I pretend I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m the daughter of Lord Voldemort but I have a nose. I’m also a witch, and I like to brefriend pre-pubescent Hogwarts students (Im at least twenty). I’m also trying to create a regime that will destroy everyone that isn’t a wizard (in case you couldn’t tell) and I’m divising the most absurd ways to do it. I love my father and I’m trying to bring him back despite him having been dead for twenty years. For example today I tricked two children in believing I was trying to help them, stole a Time Turner, went back in time to stop Cedrci Diggory from winning the Triwizard Turnament, failed, tried to stop my father from trying to kill a one-year-old child and failed again. I was walking outside of Hogwarts. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of Harry Potter fans who thought the plot of the Cursed Child was going to make some logical sense stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them

‘Osho, why did you never get married?’

Just because I am not mad!

Jesus was standing in front of a full-length mirror admiring his complexion and clear eyes. He brushed his long hair, oiled it and arranged it in a braid. Then he plucked his eyebrows and combed his blonde moustache.
Mary was watching him. ‘My son,’ she sighed ‘you are so handsome… you should really get married!’
‘Me! Married?’ cried Jesus. ‘I would rather be nailed to a cross!’

—  Osho
Hi my name is Allen Dark'ness Dementia Raven Avadonia and I have long blond hair that reaches my chin and sea blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Len Kagamine (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Germaine Avadonia but I wish I was because she’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a prince but my teeth are straight and white. I’m also Jesus, and I’m stuck inside a black box and have been for 500 years. I’m a servant (in case you couldn’t tell) and I mostly wear my uniform. I was walking outside my box and some souls in the Heavenly Yard stared at me. I stuck up my middle finger at them.
—  Allen Avadonia
Richonne Headcanon: Hilltop Rendevous

Based on the Andrew Lincoln gifset by @andy-clutterbuck | Thanks @glowysweetfab for getting this scene stuck in my head! 


Gregory was still moaning in pain as they carried him into the house and up the stairs. Michonne, Glenn, and Rick trailed behind, watching Jesus and Maggie converse quickly before the long-haired man followed the doctor upstairs to Gregory’s room. 

“He wants us to wait in the other room,” she informed them.

“He gonna explain who this Negan guy is?” Rick demanded and she nodded, reaching out to take Glenn’s hand as she rubbed her stomach absentmindedly.

“He’ll explain,” she affirmed. 

Glenn gave her hand a squeeze and led the way to the other room before he paused and stopped Rick, who was still covered in blood from the altercation outside.

“Um… Rick, you should probably clean that up,” he recommended, waving his hand over his own face.

Michonne stepped forward before Rick could respond, sensing that he was still riled up by the recent events. He had been ready to take on those other men single-handedly, and while she had no doubt that he would have just killed them, she knew it was best now to let him cool off a bit for the sake of the group. 

“Rick,” she whispered, cutting off any attempt to address Glenn’s suggestion and shooting him a clear ‘simmer down’ look before she motioned to the stairs. “You do look like hell,” she added, walking up the steps.

Rick’s face twitched slightly before he reluctantly followed her, turning once to see Daryl and Abraham finally enter the building.

“Keep an eye out and make sure nothing else happens,” he ordered as he and Michonne disappeared up the stairs. He trailed behind her to one of the bathrooms they had used earlier when Gregory made them clean up. 

Michonne opened the door and motioned for him to go in, adjusting katana on her back as she observed his bloody face carefully. They could still hear the unpleasant man groaning and swearing as the doctor worked on him. She glanced down the hall and then back at Rick. 

“I’ll be back in a minute,” she told him before she headed down the hall to check on the leader of the Hilltop while Rick moved to remove his jacket and shirt, eyeing the drying stains. He could feel the adrenaline still pumping through his veins, the vision of Ethan stabbing Gregory and shoving Michonne running through his mind as he turned on the faucet and let the water to run for a couple of seconds. He did his best to wash the blood out of his shirt and jacket, but it was clear the stains would remain as he hung them up to dry. He could not help but wonder how this day had turned so quickly, given its promising beginnings prior to Jesus’ arrival. Submerging his hands in the warm water, he allowed his mind to wander to that morning after they had kicked the unwanted visitor out of the bedroom to wait by the stairs. He remembered how beautiful she had looked, standing with her katana in all of her glory, questioning him about the long-haired, bearded man, completely disregarding how her nakedness was affecting him.

A knock at the door brought him out of his thoughts and he opened it to see Michonne waiting with a washcloth and towel. Her lips parted slightly and her eyes widened at his bare torso, but she quickly attempted to seem unaware as she entered the bathroom and shut the door behind her.

“They’re still working on him,” she whispered, moving to the sink and wetting the cloth while Rick came to stand next to her. “Here,” she held up the cloth to his face. She stopped momentarily, stunned by how striking his eyes were under all that blood and grime on his face. He had a knowing smirk on his face and she blinked, reaching out to him. “Let me…”

For a couple of minutes she silently washed his face, running the cloth against his stained face and neck gently as she slowly removed the blood. While she tried to remain focused on the task at hand, she could feel his eyes on her and sensed his desire to say something. Since Jesus’ arrival that morning, they had not had a chance to really talk. Not that she felt they needed to. Even after the disruption, it was clear to her that last night had been anything but a mistake. The excitement, passion, and deliberateness of their first coupling came rushing back to her as she ran a finger across his stubbled chin, brushing his lips with her cloth before he offered her a smile. 

“What is it?” she asked quietly.

He was quiet for a moment, watching her rinse out the bloodied cloth with her beautiful, long fingers. God, he loved her hands…

“I’ve thought about what it would be like to be half naked in a bathroom with you,” he admitted, catching her gaze. He flashed her a crooked grin and a wink. “I just never imagined it would be like this.”

Despite her dark skin, he could see the tinge of red on her cheeks as she blushed under his gaze and smiled. 

“Well,” she muttered teasingly, brushing the warm cloth over his cheek. “I think after a day like this, we’re both going to need a shower.”

Rick reached out and took her hips in his hands, pulling her body up against his as she chuckled and swiped his nose. 

“Kinda wishin’ we’d put him up a tree,” he grumbled to himself, loving the feeling of her in his arms. It felt so natural and that it stunning to remember that just last night they had taken that step into a realm he realized they should have entered long before. 

“Put who up a tree?” Michonne questioned and he shook his head, reaching up to take her gloved hand in his. 

“Don’t worry about it.” 

Michonne could see by the look in his eyes that he was clearly thinking about last night and their time together. The very idea of it caused her body to heat up as his fingers slipped under her top, grazing her skin and the hem of her pants tantalizingly. Without another thought, she leaned up and brushed her lips against his, cupping his face as he pulled closer. In spite of the violent actions outside with Ethan, the intimacy of the moment brought them a moment of peace before quickly morphing into a heated embrace when their lips parted and allowed their tongues time to explore once again. Rick’s hands moved further under her top, running over her hot, tingling skin as she dropped the cloth, their original duty momentarily forgotten. Her fingers twisted up into his curls, brushing the nape of his neck, causing him to moan into her mouth while he maneuvered them around so that she was up against the sink. Michonne gasped when he lifted her up onto the counter, smiling breathlessly into his lips as he stepped between her legs and pressed his arousal against her appreciatively. Their eyes connected, excited that the nervousness of last night was gone, replaced now by a sureness that further verified the love they shared. 

“DAMN IT! JESUS!”

The sudden and jarring yelp broke the two out of the moment as they heard heavy footsteps move around down the hall before a door slammed shut. Rick and Michonne waited a moment before Michonne slipped off the counter.

“We should probably get downstairs,” she murmured, causing him to sigh in frustration at the sudden loss of warmth and intimacy. 

“Must we,” he groaned, running a hand along her arm pointedly. Michonne laughed and grabbed his shirt, handing it to him. As he reluctantly slipped it back on, but not without noticing her eyeing his torso with wanting eyes. 

“Gregory still hasn’t given us a good answer,” she reminded him and he snorted, moving closer to her.

“Gregory’s an asshole.”

Michonne shivered when he caressed her cheek, her heart racing as his eyes roved over her body with obvious desire. “Yeah, he is,” she breathed, distracted by his fingers as he traced his way down her neck to her collarbone, brushing her skin reverently. 

A thought occurred to Rick and he smirked. “We should do something about that,” he offered cheekily and she tilted her head to the side curiously. 

“Like?”

Cheekily, he reached around her and grabbed his jacket before taking her hand. “Come with me.” 

“Where?”

He leaned in so that their lips barely touched, mischievousness and lust dancing in his bright blue eyes.”Come with me and let’s have sex on Gregory’s desk…”

In any other circumstance, Michonne would have instantly rebuked him, reminding Rick of the task at hand and they needed to concentrate on sealing a deal with the Hilltop. But Gregory’s unpleasant introduction added with the Jesus’ rude awakening and the altercation with Ethan and the woman who had struck Rick left Michonne in a strange mood. Leaning in, she pressed a kiss to his lips, running her hand over his chest and stomach, landing teasingly over the hem of his jeans, tugging them towards her. They parted slightly, breath mingling as their hearts raced and their bodies heated up. Michonne exchanged a smile with him and kissed the corner of his lips before leaning into his ear, closing her eyes as he pulled her up against him, his erection pressing against her own hot core. Everything else was now forgotten.

“Let’s go.”


While my imagination certainly took this further, I’ve decided to end this here. Let me know if you want more! :)