Bill got to travel the stars with her GF and didn’t die a Cyberman
We got good John Simm content
The Master and Missy together
Cute Nardol Moments
I’M PRETTY SURE THAT MAY BE THE FIRST ON SCREEN LESBIAN KISS FOR DW CORRECT ME IF IM WRONG
That boner joke and the whole weird threesome master thing was gr8
Hint that the next Doctor may be a woman
We get Peter Capaldi for one more ep
FUCKING FIRST DOCTOR HOLY SHIT YES
Probs the last time we see John Simm
That was a great ending for Bill buT FAR TOO SOON I WANTED ANOTHER SERIES WITH HER IM FUMING
WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MISSY YOU BRING HER BACK TOO
legit im just fuming it was great happy ending for bill but too early i want pearl mackie back we had rory and amyfor 2 and a half series, clara for 2 and a half + specials and i wanted pearl mackie to have at least 2 whyyy
summary: dan and phil get drunk and film the boyfriend tag (similar to what shane dawson did)
tags: alcohol, so much sweetness and cuteness your teeth will hurt, extreme fluff
by: angelboydjh on tumblr
word count: ~1.8k
first fic posted!! please, ignore any mistakes and reblog and like!! ilu!! send in requests for fics :-)
dan and phil got a little drunk. they originally got out some Ribena, which is completely unharmful, until dan spotted vodka on the kitchen counter, which they only keep for parties. its almost gone, with a half a bottle left, so dan thought of an idea.
“phil, lets get drunk.” phil looked at dan confused; dan never really likes drinking as much as he used to, hes grown, the satisfaction of being drunk doesnt really thrill as much, and its the same with phil.
“why?” asked phil, sipping his Ribena.
“because why not! we have no meeting tomorrow, we are bored out of our minds, and itll be fun! we’ll even be safe, we can control each other well.” phil thought about it. he never really likes hangovers, who does? he gets them bad, and he knows dan gets them worse, but dan was right, they were extremely bored and had no meetings tomorrow. phil shrugged, and replied with a sure, causing dan to jump up with joy.
dan grabbed the bottle and went to phils room, closing the door, and sitting on his bed. he opens to bottle and pours a lot in his drink, doing the same to phil. there is now many 4 shots full left of the drink and dan was happy he rationed out well.
“wanna do a toast?” asked phil.
“with our vodka filled ribena?” chuckled dan. phil nodded, giggling a little.
“why not?” phil responded, and dan nodded agreeing. they lifted their glass cups up and they look at each other. “to us!”
dan laughed at the cliché, but echoed phil, and a clink noise was heard when the touched glasses. dan downed about half of his drink in that one sip, phil only taking a baby sip.
phil made a face, hating the taste of vodka. dan hid his disgust, looking at phil.
“now we wait.” dan took another sip, already feeling slightly dizzy.
dan was fully drunk. he was giggling, putting his head on phil, slurring his words, all of it.
phil was only tipsy. he didnt drink much yet, only about half of his drink. dan, of course, drank all of it, even the rest in the bottle!
“phil!” dan slurred out, and phil glanced over slowly, so he doesnt get dizzy, and raised his eyebrow. “we should do a boyfriend tag.”
phil thought about this. is he that drunk that he doesnt really care if they do one or not? yes. he doesnt really care, its not like itll be posted. phil knows better than that.
“sure.” phil got up to get his camera from the other side of the room, and dan plopped on the bed laughing at who knows what.
it took phil about 2 minutes to set up everything for filming, and an extra 5 minutes to find good goddamn questions.
he finally found some question, a total of twenty. he can barely read them because of his blurry vision, and since he didnt have neither his contacts or glasses on. so he grabbed his glasses from the bed side and put them on to see if itll help. nope. he took another sip of his drink and locked his phone. he’ll cross that bridge when he gets to it. he gets up and turns on the camera, praying to god its in focus.
“dan, its on, we are filming.” once those words left phils mouth, dan shot up from phils bed and looked at phil.
“okay, okay, okay, okay,” he kept repeating that until he finally was next to phil on the bed facing the camera. phil giggled at dan, dan looking at him with his red cheeks.
“okay, ready, babe?” asked phil, seeing double of dan. dan nodded, and smiled at phil and then at the camera.
“okay,” phil breathed in and then ‘took in his persona’.
“hey guys!” he said cheerfully, but all it did is make him dizzy. dan was like, on top of phil, so hes grateful that he was, or phil wouldve fallen over.
“im here with dan.” phil pointed at him, and dan waved, his white oversized cat shirt being exposed, and you could even see his naked legs, since hes wearing shorts. “we are doing the boyfriend tag.” phil said slowly, and dan nodded jumping up and down on the bed.
“phil is my boyfriend! boyfriend phil! philip lester, boyfriend!” he yelled, making phil giggle.
“okay, want ask the questions, or do u want me go ask them?” asked phil to dan.
“ask me the questions! then we will do it back!” dan suggested, and phil nodded encouragingly.
“okay, first question.” phil unlocked his phone and read it very carefully.
“when is my birthday?” he asked. “bonus points for the zodiac sign!”
“january 30th, that makes you a……” he strung out the 'a’ to think. “an Aquarius! aquarium.” he laughed, and phil chuckled.
“correct baby.” he leaned in to kiss dan, and dan kissed him, tasting of vodka and ribena.
“okay, now,” phil was going to go to the next question, but dan protested.
“now do mine! do mine!” dan pouted, crossing his arms.
“june 11th! youre a gemini.” phil stuttered out, making dan laugh.
“lucky guess.” he muttered jokingly.
“next question,” phil scrolled down the page. “where did i grow up?”
“im too drunk for this phil!!” he moaned out. “the north! thats all youre getting.”
“well, youre not wrong.” said phil. “ill give you the point.”
“what about me?” asked dan.
“ugh! exact place!”
“not fair, you didnt do that for me!”
“ugh, whatever.” dan pouted again.
“wipe that pout off your face princess.” phil whispered, grabbing dans chin.
“im just kidding philly!” dan kissed phil, getting him off guard.
“okay, next,” phil asked. “whats my middle name?”
“michael! these are too easy! i want harder ones. test me!” dan groaned out, and phil rolled his eyes.
“okay, okay,” phil said. he scrolled down to another website, which had different questions. “how about this: where was our first date?”
“EASY!” he yelled, throwing his hands up. “well, kinda,” he muttered. “its hard!”
“well, tell me.” phil said suggestively, leaning closer to dan.
“we first met of course at the train station,” he muttered out. “and then we went straight to your house, and, did things. does that count as a first date?” this took him way too long to say, as he was stuttering madly.
“yes, it does. great job, cutie.” phil said happily and leaned in for a kiss.
“okay, let me ask the question!” phil started to give him the phone, but dan refused, saying he wants go make one up.
“whats the first thing you notice about me?” he asked a bashful.
“your smile.” phil said simply. no explanation was needed to make dan feel all warm inside. dan covered his face and leaned on phils shoulder, grinning like mad.
once he got up, he looked at phil, seeing his wonderful, eyes.
“you know what mine is.” he muttered, almost inaudible. it was phils turn to blush. they lean in and kiss once again, but longer than before.
when they pulled apart, dan was seeing actual stars, and couldnt even understand what was happening, completely forgot about the video.
“oh my god, i love you so much.” he said in a shush tone, with phils hand on his cheek. they were only a few inches away from each other, and phil loved it. phil was exploding every inch of dans face, and so was dan. every moment phil made, it made him more dizzy and more dazed, but he didnt care.
within a few moments, they both locked eyes, and somehow, both remembered they were recording.
“uh, one more question,” phil stuttered out, as dan looked around for his almost empty drink. “okay, last question. what is my favorite color?”
“easy, blue.” dan said, as he drank his final sips of his drink before crushed it and threw it.
“hey!” phil protested, looking over at the cup.
“ill pick it ip later, babe.” dan slurred out almost incoherently. “whats mine?”
“easy, pink.” phil mocked. dan smiled softly, putting his arms around phils neck, phil put this hands on dans waist.
“what kind of pink?” he muttered, with his sloppy grin on his face, his curly hair perfect in tack still. (which surprised phil)
“pastel.” dan groaned jokingly, letting his head drop down onto phils shoulders.
“oh my god, i tried to trick you!” dan yelled.
“well, you didnt. 8 years of friendship pays off.” phil joked. dan put his head on phils shoulder, his head facing the camera.
“can we finish? i wanna cuddle with you watch disney movies.” phil chuckled and nodded.
“we’ll finish, lets do the outro.” phil tapped dan, so he can get up from his shoulder, but dan didnt move a muscle, indicating hes not moving.
“okay, well, goodbye everyone, please like a subscribe to me and dans channel, and our gaming channel! love you!” he waved and awkwardly looked at dan.
“i need to turn off that camera baby.” dan groaned and got up from phils shoulder. phil got up and turned off the camera, sitting right on his bed again next to dan.
“can we just cuddle?” phil can tell dan was getting tired, and getting all drained. he gets like this when hes drunk, but also after recording videos.
“of course, princess.” phil laid down, then wrapping his arms around dan who is not next to them. they peacefully fall asleep, with the lights on and phils snoring.
it was the morning, and phil is posting his premade video on lessamazingphil, just a quick vlog from florida. its taking surprisingly long to process, since its only 2 minutes, but phil didnt question it. its almost done, so phil went to go see dan, who has the worst hangover ever.
“how are you baby?” asked phil, laying next to dan.
“better, how bad was it?” he asked, and phil laughed.
“you were fine, not as bad as a few months ago, but you were not any better.” dan groaned, and at that moment his phone dinged. he unlocked his phone to see the notification, YouTube popping up, and it was phils new video.
“uh, phil.” dan said.
“yes?” phil hummed.
“you posted the wrong video.”
“what?” phil yelled a little too loudly for dan, as he backed away and gave phil his phone in just one beat.
“i uploaded our drunk boyfriend tag.” dans eyes widen.
“we filmed a video? no way, i dont remember this. did we kiss?”
“i was drunk too!”
“well, i would keep it up.”
“we already made this mistake once, lets just let them have what they want.”
Correct me if im wrong but isnt holding hands just like kissing in the lego universe ? Since they’re legos and cant kiss? (I think there was a joke about this in the lego movie) And technically, Joker and Batman saved the city by “holding hands”…
Mommy: *Kneeling On Her Knee* Babygirl, Whats Wrong With You?
Little: *Sniffles Slightly* Nothing Mommy… It Doesnt Matter. Im Just Overreacting
Mommy: *Holds Little Close* Listen Here Sweetpea… Anything That Upsets You Matters To Me. No Matter What It Is. And You Are Allowed To Feel Sad. But Mommy Cannot Help You Until You Tell Her Whats Wrong Now Can She? Don’t Ever Be Afraid To Tell Me Whats Wrong. No Matter How Big And Small The Problems Are, They Are Still Problems And We Will Deal With Them Together. Understand?
Little: *Kisses Her Cheek* Thank You Mommy, I Love You 💞
Mommy: And Mommy Loves You Most… Now Whats Wrong Pretty Baby
warnings: swearing, mentions of sexual activities, lotso alcohol so underaged drinking, very belated request word count: 4535 (THATS WHAT IM TALKIN ABOUT I WROTE IT IN 1 DAY) requested by anon! again sorry the request took me forever to get to ya, but i didn’t forget! although I did change some things around… hope you still like it tho
“Kiss me if I’m wrong, but dinosaurs still exist right?”
You turned from where you stood on the steps of the school, and rose an eyebrow at Theo Raeken. He winked, bounding up the stairs towards you. “And how are you this mornings, darling flower?” You rolled your eyes, but let him walk next to you anyways.
“I am absolutely wonderful now that I have Mr Raeken escorting me into the building. And you?”
“Well I do find myself fancying walking with you, flower” He replied. You laughed to yourself as you headed into the school.
Request: Juice buys a you a vibrator in case he’s out of town or in prison. He gently explains he hates prison and on the run sex policy.
Its not like you’d never seen one before. You’d been single for two years before you met Juice, and those single nights in Charming were lonely. Plus vibrators are fun. But you’d been dating for three months. Still in the full swing of the ‘honeymoon’ phase of your relationship. Which in other words meant you were fucking like rabbits. So you stared at the box in your hands, a slightly confused expression on your face. Juice sat beside you nervously, chewing his lip, waiting for you to say something. You turned the box over silently, reading the description on the back. ‘This German made vibrator is showerproof, whisper quiet, features five programs to get you off and is completely body-safe and phthalate-free.’ Juice nervously took a sip of his beer. You furrowed your brows and turned to Juice, tilting your head slightly. “Do you.. want me to use this on you?” He spat his mouthful of beer, spraying a mist over the coffee table, thankfully missing you. “No!” He laughed nervously. “God no.” A blush crept across his cheeks and he rubbed his neck nervously. “Its for you.” You nodded your head. “Okay.” Juice stared at you. “Okay?!” “What do you want me to say Juan? Thank you. I love it.” “You don’t have any questions?” You shrugged. “Did it come with batteries?” Juice laughed and shook his head before taking the box from you and placing it on the table. He turned to you and grabbed your hands. “Theres a reason I got it for you, babe.” “You like watching me get off, I know.” You nodded. Juice grinned and shook his head. “I do, but thats not why.” “Then whats the mystery reason, Ortiz?” You turned away from him and swung your legs onto the couch before leaning back, laying your head in his lap. He draped an arm across you and caressed your cheek with his spare hand. “Sometimes things with the club don’t go to plan.” “No shit.” You snorted. It had only been a week since Chibs had been blown up with a car bomb, and that was something you weren’t going to forget anytime soon. “And sometimes we have to go away. On runs or to Stockton.” You swallowed and met his eye. The thought of him being in prison didn’t sit right with you. “I hate being in prison.I hate being on the runs. I hate the idea of being away from you.” “Theres an old club rule. ‘What happens on a run stays on a run’” You started to sit up but Juice stopped you. “Its stupid. You know that your the only one I want to be with. But it got me thinking. If Im away for a week, or if i have to go inside then I wanna make sure your not tempted.” “Juice, seriously? You know I wouldn’t do anything.” “I know, baby, I know.” He leant forward and kissed your lips quickly, trying to shut you up before you could get the wrong idea. “Its just.. I hate the idea of not being able to pleasure you. So I wanna make sure your still being.. pleasured.” You smirked. It was kinda sweet, really. You knew Juice had his insecurities and if giving you a vibrator made him feel better, then who were you to complain. “Thank you Juan.” You smiled at him and reached up to peck his lips before snatching the box off the table. You flipped it over in your hands,studying the oackaging. “You wanna try it?” You met his eye, instantly noticing the playful spark and his tongue gliding over his lips. You smirked and leapt off the couch and turned towards him. “There’s batteries in the bottom drawer.” You tossed him the box and headed for the bedroom. Juice leapt off the couch and practically ran to the kitchen. Once you reached the bedroom you lifted your shirt over your head and dropped it to the floor. You could hear Juice rummaging through the drawer and fumbling with the packaging as he tried to get the batteries into your new toy. You tugged your jeans down your thighs and kicked them off your ankles and skipped over to the bed, perching on the edge. Juice quickly reassembled the toy and charged down the hallway. He stopped in the doorway, once he saw you sat on the edge of the bed, already half naked. Juice grinned and sauntered into the room, catching your gaze and licking his lips. He knelt down before you and placed the toy on the bed before grabbing your thighs. You wrapped your hands around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. The taste of his mints lingered on his tongue and you kissed him deeply, letting his tongue explore your mouth. Eventually he pulled away and a mischievous smirk spread over his face. “Lay down.” You bit your lip and obeyed, falling back against the comforter. Juice leant over you and kissed your navel, his hands roaming over your thighs. He kissed a trail from your belly button to the top of our panties and he took the fabric between his teeth, tugging them down gently. His hands gripped the waistband and he pulled them completely off before tossing them to the ground. Once again he ran his hands from your knees to your inner thighs, caressing your skin softly, licking his lips as he looked at your body. He pushed your legs apart, spreading them widely and a low groan rumbled in his throat as he eyed your core. “Damn, baby.” He whispered. You propped yourself up on your elbows and looked down at him. Juice was a generous lover; he loved making you cum and tonight would be no different. He pressed a soft kiss to your already glistening folds before reaching for the vibrator. He met your eye and grinned before pressing the button, turning it on. The low buzzing sound was the only noise filling the room, as you held your breath in anticipation. Juice ran the plastic along your folds and when he reached your clit you gasped. He smirked and dipped the vibrator inside you before quickly pulling it out. You clutched at the comforter, twisting the fabric in your grasp. He pushed the button once more and the vibrations intensified. You whimpered as he ran it between your lips, each time lingering loner on your clit. “You like that baby?” Your only response was a moan and Juice pressed the button once more. He hovered the vibrator over your clit and pressed gently, enjoying the way you squirmed and moaned. Slowly he slid a finger inside you and you moaned louder, enjoying the new sensation as he added another and pumped his fingers in and out of you. He pressed the toy against your clit and pushed the button again. “Fuck!” The vibrations intensified and your hips bucked involuntarily as the pleasure became too much. Your stomach tightened and with the pumping of his fingers your body began to tremble as your high washed over you. Juice smirked as he watched your body shake, your hands desperately clutching at the comforter. He pulled the plastic away and replaced it with his lips, his tongue swirling around your clit as you came down from your high. You moaned and wrapped your hand around his head, holding him to you. You could feel him smile against you as he dipped his head lower and licked along your folds. His fingers left you and he stood. He unbuttoned his jeans with a sense of urgency. There was a hunger in his eyes as he looked down at you, flushed cheeks, lace bra, glistening core. He grasped himself and pumped his cock a couple of times before he lined himself up at your entrance. You pulled your knees towards your chest and wrapped your arms around them, holding them close to you. Juice slid inside you and both of you moaned. He gave you a moment to adjust, his size stretching your walls and he gripped your hips before pulling back. Slowly he hurried himself inside you, pushing himself further into your warmth with each thrust and he set a slow pace, with slow hard thrusts. He watched himself enter you and moaned at the sight of your lips wrapped around him, his cock glistening with your juices. He slid out of you and grabbed your arms, pulling you up. You sat up and he kissed you hungrily, holding your face to his. “Turn over.” He whispered against your lips. You smirked and got on your hands and knees, wiggling your ass in his direction. A gasp left your lips as he slapped your ass and he rubbed the redness softly before landing another smack on the same cheek. He gripped your hips and pushed himself into you, making you moan at the change of angle. You arched your back and leant down on your elbows. He picked up his pace this time, thrusting into you hard and fast and you bit into the comforter to stifle your moans. Juice placed one hand on your back, holding you in place as he punted into you and he reached for the vibrator with his free hand. He hadn’t switched it off and it was still buzzing away. He carefully moved his hand around your hip and held the tip against your clit. The comforter did its best to cover the loud moan that escaped your lips and Juice smirked, gripping your hip tightly with his free hand. He thrust into you relentlessly and pressed the vibrator harder against you. Your walls began to tighten and you pushed at the mattress, pushing yourself up onto your hands and you arched your back. Juice knew he couldn’t hold out much longer and as he felt your walls clench around him he lost it. You threw your head back as your body shook and you collapsed against the bed. He groaned loudly as he filled you, his thrusts becoming slower as he rode out your high and he dropped the vibrator and released his grip on your thigh. Slowly he slid out of you and you whimpered at the sudden emptyness. Juice lay on the bed beside you and you rolled over, panting heavily. Once you caught your breath you reached for the still vibrating toy and switched it off. You stood before you knelt down next to the bed. Juice rolled over and watched you curiously as you reached beneath the bed and pulled out a black box. “What are you doing?” You smirked as you lifted there lid, revealing your stash of sex toys you’d always kept to yourself. Juice raised his eyebrows as he looked at your collection before turning to look at your sheepish expression. “And here I thought you were a good girl.” You smirked and placed the new vibrator in the box and you went to place the lid back on the box when Juice stopped you. He reached down and picked up your gold Rabbit vibrator. You bit your lip as he pushed one of the buttons, with of you watching the tip swirl and he pushed the other, and the ‘ears’ began to vibrate. He turned to you, the playful spark back in his eyes. “Wanna try this one?”
A/N: ((definition of domestic:
of or relating to the running of a home or to family relations)) So basically, their s/o is good at running their home lives (?)
Mark: He’d always tease you about how motherly you were towards him and how amazing of a mother you would be
Jaebum: *obsessed with every meal you make him and every other thing you do for him*
“If I had known living together would be like this, I would have asked you to move in with me sooner love!”
Jackson: -please ignore the subtitles- “Babe, how the hell do you do so many things at once?”
You: *while baking, talking on the phone, planning your friends birthday party, and somehow also cleaning the dining room all at the same time* “What are you talking about…?”
Jackson: “…You don’t even realize what you’re doing do you? Are you a robot??” *laughs*
Jinyoung: *when you become too fussy over him* “Jagi, If you want me to act like a child I can, but I can take care of myself occasionally!” *laughs*
Youngjae: -please ignore subtitles again… he’s so adorable though omg TT,TT-
*blushes every time you dote on him for too long* “Yah! How am I supposed to seem manly to you if you’re always taking care of me??” *playfully hits you*
Kunpimook: He’s in heaven. With you in his life everything is 10x more organized and he never has to worry about both his schedule and his home/future children. You are his partner in crime, his other half, and the love of his life. He makes sure you know how much he freaking LOVES THE SHIT out of you constantly
Yugyeom: “Jagi, I can clean the dishes tonight…”
You: “Nope, I got it love~”
Yugyeom: “But you made all this food let me hel-”
You: “No sweetie. I love you, but you’d put everything away wrong. I know where everything goes!” *kisses his forehead and takes dishes away*
Yugyeom: *angrily finishes eating the amazing food you made him*
A/N: I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME LIKE 12 YEARS TO GET TO! PLEASE FORGIVE ME TT.TT
Ok but this isnt just who is that girl to him??? We now know its also that he tried to kiss a boy before and everything went so so horrible wrong after that. And he desperatly wants to see Isaks reaction.