the different reactions after defeating Zarkon and after all of the fights that they didn’t have to fight just to keep the universe safe
pidge and matt turning to each other with tears in their eyes before they throw their arms around each other and just holding on for hours
lance bouncing on his toes, his fists punching the air, with an unbreakable grin stretched across his face because he gets to go home
hunk having to sit down and take a breather because he feels light-headed to the point where he thinks he’s going to faint…and maybe vomit
keith gazing down at his sword, thinking about his parents and the family he lost, and then breaking down into silent tears after he realizes that the people around him have become the family he always wanted
and then shiro, ripping off his prosthetic arm as hard and fast as he can; throwing it across the room and watching it bounce off a wall and hit the ground, its wires and lights flickering and sputtering until it finally dies; his chest heaving as he tries to calm the sudden rush of visions and thoughts in his head; staring with wide, teary eyes at the rest of his team as they wonder what’s going on with their captain; his knees buckling and his limbs giving out; collapsing to the ground and just s o b b i n g, not even bothering to keep it down
the slow realization that shiro isn’t mad or angry or upset; he’s ecstatic
allura and coran being the first to sit down next to him and wrap their arms around his shoulders
keith pulling his head out of his hands to look up, and then immediately running towards shiro and falling right in front of him to press his forehead against shiro’s
pidge and lance following after them, both attempting to hug him from either side
hunk allowing everyone to go before him just so he can hug shiro from behind, gently slipping his arms past everybody else’s, nodding at the other paladins if they came too close to the stub where his arm once was
the long, silent walks down the hallways of the castle
staring at the healing pods and remembering all those times they thought one of the other paladins was dead, and then remembering the first time they met Allura and Coran
laughing at the remaining food goo that hadn’t been cleaned up after the little “incident” (Crystal Venom, I think)
running their hands up and down their beds, knowing they won’t have to sleep there anymore
the hope that there’s another monster out there so that they don’t have to go home
the flight back to Earth, passing through endless wormholes and past planets celebrating the Galra defeat
everyone, including lance, asking if allura could slow the ship down so they stay together longer
the panic and then endless excitement from the people down on Earth when Allura first speaks to them and explains what the paladins have done to protect them
the swim to shore after they decide to land in the ocean
because of gravity differences and after however many months/years in space, most of them have forgotten how to swim in Earthen waters, but they eventually remember, and then fall over instantly once they reach land
lance accepting his fall and kissing the ground beneath him
pidge and matt running their hands through the dirt and sands of the beach realizing that they forgot how soft it is
hunk and keith holding onto each other and laughing as they brush sand from each other’s faces so it doesn’t get in their eyes
shiro still crying; thankfully calmed down, and now being supported by coran and allura as he’s swarmed with paramedics and reporters
the interviews in the hospital
the insane amount of excited kids running in to ask their favorite paladins questions about space and about all of their adventures
the paladins deciding that they talk together, and then moving their congregation of fans into the lobby so all of them can be together again and add onto their stories
t h e r e u n i o n w i t h t h e m c c l a i n f a m i l y
the sudden rain that starts pouring down once they leave the hospital
DANCING IN THE RAIN
the international, breaking news reports with headlines such as “heroes return from intergalactic space mission: real or fake?” “ALIENS HAVE TOUCHED DOWN ON EARTH” “president awards paladins medal of honor” “world holiday decided today for Voltron heroes”
the laughter as they read conspiracy theories together
the celebration at the Garrison and the immediate ceremony in shiro’s honor
the excitement lance feels when someone tells him they’re planning on building a statue for each of the paladins
Notes: dominant, jealous, possessive Chris; but also puppy-dog Chris, smut, fluff. (I just felt like doing this)
Summary: something short about Chris being jealous for no reason and letting you know who your daddy is.
You knew something was off the moment Chris walked up the few steps into the trailer, and slammed the door shut before locking it behind him. You were used to him sneaking in a private moment with you in between filming, but he always just closed the door quietly and never locked it, or made a show out of it for that matter. Now, he came stalking up to you, making you drop the items of clothing you were about to put back on a rack after steaming them, and just stare.
the air in my lungs feels heavy. like a long rain is coming. i see how you are with him. like the moment the sky kisses the ground in lightning. he seems wonderful and i’m not drowning. you seem happy and i haven’t cried in six months. the thunder shakes my house. why am i never enough.
Okay but I really want Shiro and Keith to get married Pirates of the Caribbean style. Like they just found Shiro and Matt, but there’s not time for a proper reunion with tears and hugging because they’re right in the middle of a really gruesome battle. Shiro and Keith are fighting back to back, trying to protect each other. Shiro pulls at Keith’s arm to pull him out of the way of a blast and ends up dipping him. “Will you marry me?” Shiro asks, completely out of breath, but so damn happy that Keith is there.”I don’t think now’s a great time for that!” Keith shouts back, jumping into the fray again. “Now might be the only time!” Shiro says as he protects Keith’s back. Keith shouts for Coran to marry them, but he’s a bit busy trying to keep the castle functioning under heavy fire. Hunk preforms the ceremony instead, standing close enough for them to hear him over the sound of the battle and his gun.
Prompt: “Hi! Could you do BTS and GOT7 (seperately) reactions to you kissing their neck and grinding on them when you want to get it on? Thank you 😄”
Mark: Mark would close his eyes and lean back when you started to kiss his neck, biting his lips. When you ground your hips against his, he’d growl and grip them to help guide you. He’d grind up against you quickly and would kiss you roughly.
Jaebum: Jaebum would groan loudly as you kissed his neck and ground down on his member. His hands would roughly grip your hips, bruises forming under his fingertips. “You know, it’s not nice to tease, Y/N,” he’d say, flipping you over to have more control.
Jackson: Jackson’s breathing would become irregular as you trailed kisses along his neck. He’d have one hand on your hip and another tangled in your hair when you grinded on him. He would kiss you passionately as his hips worked in time with yours.
Jinyoung: When you straddled him, his eyes would go wide. As soon as you began to kiss his neck and grind on his lap, he would struggle to hold back noises. His hands would be placed on the small of your back as he watched your face. He’d eventually start to strip and would have you ride him.
Youngjae: He’d become a flustered, moaning mess. He would be unsure of what to do when you sat down on his lap and would be even more lost when you kissed his neck. His moans would echo throughout the room as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and ground down on his member.
Bambam: Although he acts tough, I don’t think he’d have any idea what to do at first. When he eventually was used to it, he’d still be a little taken aback, but he’d start to place his hands on your ass and try to guide your movements as he grinded against your hips. He’d be rough and quick, watching your face to make sure he was pleasing you.
Yugyeom: As soon as your lips touched his neck, he would groan and try to give you more access by tilting his head back. His hips would move in time with yours and he would have both of his hands roughly gripping your ass. He’d want to flip you guys over, only to slowly grind his hips against yours, teasing you and smirking.
Ladies listen up, if you are a genuine and real sugar baby then this post is for you. I’ll make this short. If you don’t agree with what I write that’s fine. This is coming from my brain not yours and this is what works for me. So take it or leave it ❤️
Let’s start with profile photos…
Men want things that are exclusive and private, I have one profile photo available for viewing.
It’s in a elegant place in a very covering outfit with my hair up.
This is what men will see unless I give them the option of seeing my other photos, I personally make them feel special by letting them view my other private photos.
Lifestyle expectations - negotiable, because we are not gold diggers we want them to see us as genuine. Which we are and we will be.
Now a introduction of yourself, honesty is key.
Stop this bullshit about how classy and luxurious you are. They don’t care stop selling a fake story.
Say your age, if you’ve studied, Talk a small bit about your childhood and a place you’ve lived.
As in I grew up on a farm and I worked hard for the things in my life… say the things you love to do! Write your passions and hobbies. Talk about how motivated you are and how ambitious you are. Men want to get to know you for you not your body, so let them. You need to put in that you don’t want drama. You are relaxed and love to learn or read or study or go to a boxing class.
Just short little things that make them go hang on this girls got a personality. Stand out in the crowd. Be as real as you can be!
Now WHAT AM I LOOKING FOR -
Speak about what you like in men, as in I’m attracted to older men I find them to be more desirable then boys my age.
If you have a passport put that down also, also I think it’s key to write that you don’t want a transactional hotel relationship. You want something casual and real, dinners or going to the cinema.
Then I think you should honestly write. I’m looking for someone who will help pay for my rent, or someone who will be happy to give me some spending money per week or to save up for collage! Write down what you want financially don’t put dollar signs until after you meet them.
This will also stop salt messaging you because they won’t bother dealing with someone that knows what they want!!
Also on dates. Do not fuck them on the first date. KEY NOTE 📝 you want to be desired. Lusted and admired not used and thrown away!
Set your rules and say what you want. RESPECT is a key. If he is trying to stick his tongue down your mouth stand your ground. A kiss on the cheek is sweet. Also stop this flirting and trying so hard. Be short simple and easy… Meet them as soon as you can! This will show that he is genuine.
This gif does not belong to me. Credit to the owner:)
“Y/N…” he mumbled.
You were woken up by Jungkook mumbling a multitude of unintelligible things but heard your name among those things. You felt a warm body right behind you and a strong arm around your waist. This was definitely not how you went to bed. You tried to pull his arm off of you but he grunted softly and pulled you closer.
After he had you even closer, his breathing evened out and he peacefully and unconsciously started rubbing your exposed stomach. He started on your stomach at least. After he rubbed one section of skin, he would move higher up. Slowly, he eventually reached your breast and stilled his hand there.
often we say “I love you” with one eye opened and teeth touching
we say “i love you” like it is just brushing off of our face
we say it with clenched fists and broken hearts, noses, and lives
we say it with a twisted mind and a soul that is too tired to ever live by. we say it with hands that are too small for something we could have and too big for something that we couldn’t.
we say it abruptly, spontaneously and often we say it with minds hovering around the idea that this, this love we claim to have will end every drop of misery in our lives.
but darling, this is not the kind of love you are supposed to have.
a friend once told me that loving comes from within as how the sun slowly engulfs the darkness, eating away every bit of that pitch black it had harbored inside; only realizing at the end of the day that it had not really touched it, a mere brush, a peck on the cheek
that it will come back again by six in the evening
it will come back
it comes back
sometimes with scattered showers
and it will drench your feet and drown you
until you gasp for air, trying to breathe
you did try and
that’s when you thought of his smile that you love more than the cherry topped chocolate cupcake made by your mom everytime you turn a year old, that’s when you value him more than the poster of Winona Ryder with one hand on her hips and the other pointed at you as if she’s telling you that darling this is how you define beauty, that’s when you thought that your playlist had turned into this set of songs trapped inside your crooked heart due to continuous rambling writing and
like how leaves do before November
kisses our earthly ground
this, this is not the kind of love youre supposed to have
you deserve the kind of love
you give and more than that
you deserve the love that surpasses
and transcends everything,
you deserve a deep, immense and immeasurable kind of love
you deserve a love that’s not too much or too little, just enough so you could
sleep on it at nights you thought darkness could eat you
darling you deserve the kind of love that would let you dream
peacefully under your sheets
you deserve love more than that “love” you think you deserve
because you are
truer than true
creation of God
you deseve a love more than words could describe
i know you do
so go and stay alive beautiful,
Not one boy,
Not one mistake,
could hold you back.
How about pegging dominant harry? You're fucking him senseless but he's still telling you what to do, how he wants to be fucked, how good you're being for him.
I like this concept a lot I can’t believe I’m sweating gallons
Okay so just imagine Harry coming back from the New York premiere, feeling all high and mighty because for the last couple of days he’s been surrounded by people praising him for his talents and kissing the ground he walks on so he’s feeling cocky.
He gets to the hotel, walking into the room with his shoulders back, buttons on his expensive shirt already half undone and he’s working the knot in his tie loose, toeing off his leather shoes carefully and walking around the side of the bed. You’re watching a rerun of Scooby Doo, smelling him before you even see him. He’s wearing his favorite Tom Ford cologne, smelling all musky and manly with notes of citrus, cedarwood and ocean salts and he’s just so damn tempting.
Harry kneels onto the bed, mattress dipping under his weight as he crawls towards you, one arm stretching onto the opposite side of your torso, caging you under him as he hovers over you’re body, tie hanging from around his neck and shirt wide open to expose all of the tats on his tanned chest.
“Yeah,” you answer softly, arms reaching up to drape over his shoulders and wrap around his neck, pulling him down to your lips.
The kiss is slow and tender at first, with gentle sucking and a little bit of tongue. His body gives and melts on top of yours, one knee propped against the bed in between your legs as the other straddles your thigh. One hand is cupping your jaw as the other grips the back of the opposite thigh roughly, all of his chunky rings biting at your skin over the material of your bunny pajama pants.
Harry is the one who takes the first step in making it a heated night. He bites at your bottom lip all of the sudden, causing you to yelp into his mouth, pulling back in surprise. But he refuses to let you, suckling at your now swollen lip and hissing into your mouth.
“Fuck me.” His voice is deep and raspy, yet smooth like velvet and thick like molasses. The hand groping your thigh begins to rock your leg back and forth, resulting in your center rubbing against the knee he has placed between your own.
His eyes bore into you, a dark mossy green with bronze specks littered throughout its depth. They show nothing but utter lust and a twinge of haughtiness.
“Yeah?” You tug at the collar of his dress shirt, pushing it back until it starts to roll down his shoulders. “Want me to ride you?”
But Harry shakes his head, thumb caressing your chin as an ominous smirk pinches his dimples into place. “I don’t mean it as in, ‘fuck me.’ I mean it as in fuck me.”
@imonlyheretowatchstuff : So I have a prompt? Its klangst, hope you don’t mind! anyways, lance and Keith
have a bad fight, ending up with Keith saying something to lance that just
REALLY gets to him. Langst and he leaves. Just leaves. He packs his stuff and
leaves in either blue or some other way. Thus ensures klangst however you want
it. They search for him and you choose whether they find him immediately or
later on then klance! He leaves a note, “I was only just a
replacement.” or something like that. Its okay, if no.
[A/N: as you read, there is gonna be klangst ahead! I am really excited
to do my first prompt-fill! I hope you enjoy, lovelies! I have a plan for what I want Lance to do while he’s disappeared, so keep an eye out for Part II!
Warning: maybe a little OOC, but I tried my best to keep them as in
character as I could, but I know that Keith wouldn’t do that, and Lance wouldn’t
do this. So just,,, keep an open mind, I guess?]
The day hadn’t been good for Lance to start with – he’d
overslept for the first time in a week, he didn’t get to eat breakfast because
of it, and he must’ve been coming down with a cold or something because he’s
had a nasal headache all day. So when he went to go see Keith while he was
training, he’d hoped that the boy would be able to see how upset Lance already
was, and snuggle up to talk about Earth or something to make him feel better.
“Keith?” Lance called as he walked into the training deck,
looking around for him, finding him battling the Gladiator again. “Can you come
cuddle?” He asked, not expecting anything but a kind ‘sure, give me a tick,
babe.’ What ensued next was the biggest fight they’d had to date.
“No, Lance, I need to train. You need to, too. Zarkon won’t
wait for us to be ready to battle him,” Keith said in between blocking and
attacking the robot.
“But Keith,” Lance whined, rubbing his eyes. “I’ll train
tomorrow, okay? But right now I’d like some cud-“
“No, Lance,” Keith snapped, turning to the Blue Paladin
after calling off the training exercise. Minor
progress, Lance thought to himself. “We need to train, all you do is sleep
in, and expect everyone to kiss the ground you walk on. It needs to stop,
because sooner or later you’re going to get hurt because of your carelessness.
The war isn’t over; therefore, we need to keep battling until we defeat the
Galran Empire, and save the universe. But you can’t seem to wrap your head
around that, can you? All you do is make sure you get your beauty sleep,” Lance
made an affronted noise, he’d been doing great at waking up until today, “flirt
with aliens,” he hadn’t done that since Keith and he got together, “and slack
off. It makes me wonder if you really have what it takes to be a Paladin for
Voltron.” Keith knew the moment the words left his mouth that he would regret
them. That he already regretted them before they finished being spoken. Keith
knew in that moment that he had messed up, all the progress they had made with
Lance’s insecurities came crashing down.
Lance froze, staring at Keith with wide eyes. Then he shut
down on himself, hunching his shoulders. He didn’t say anything, he didn’t trust
his voice to speak. Instead, he turned on his heel and walked out of the
training deck, ignoring Keith’s calls to come back. When he passed the kitchen to
get to his room, he didn’t stop in to say hi to Hunk, he ignored Shiro as he
walked by, and even ignored Pidge as they worked on something in the hallway
outside of the rooms. He was glad that he hadn’t passed by Coran or Allura, he
didn’t know if he’d be able to hold himself together in front of Coran, and
Allura didn’t like how he flirted with her, so he didn’t want to see her
either. He finally walked into his room, locked the door, and then broke down.
Lance thought he’d been doing good – great even. He’d been
waking up in the morning on time most days – occasionally he’d slip up and not
get breakfast, but he’d been working on it, he stopped flirting with the female
aliens they came across, feeling no need as he was in a relationship with Keith
already, and he’d only been joking around when they were relaxing or eating.
Apparently, Keith didn’t think he was doing as good as Lance thought he was.
Until that moment, Lance’s insecurities hadn’t been bothering him for a few
weeks, but Keith poked each of them as he got yelled at by him. He knew it was
likely just stress causing Keith to lash out at him, and it wasn’t even Keith’s
fault, Lance was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Logically, he knew that,
but still, the weight of the words that Keith spoke were heavy, and this time,
Lance couldn’t take it.
Keith was right, anyway. He wasn’t cut out to be the Blue
Paladin, he was just a boy from Cuba who missed his mamá. He was probably just
holding the place of the real Blue Paladin until he or she could claim their
spot in Voltron. He swallowed thickly as his insecurities once again consumed
him. He didn’t hear the banging on his door, or his name being called by Keith,
or the apologies flying out of his mouth as he stood on the other side of his
door. The only thing Lance was aware of, was that he needed to get out.
Distantly, he heard Blue’s unsettled purrs, but he ignored it. He needed to make
room for the real Blue Paladin. So, he was leaving.
Why the Malec Wedding Kiss is the Best Kiss in TV history (in my opinion).
you know, i’ve always talked about the wedding kiss and how great it is, but i never really stopped to pay attention. i’m now convinced it is the best kiss in tv history. honestly. looking at it from a different perspective, and not just as someone who loves malec. i’m explaining under the cut with pics & gifs.
well, let’s start with the obvious: it’s an interracial/bisexual/gay couple on TV. like for public consumption. i know they are not the first gay or bisexual couple on tv, but they are one of the most unique. (really who can say their tv show has an openly bisexual asian male warlock who is dating a recently out gay man who fights demons for a living?) keep in mind that all of this is in preparation for just one kiss.
moving onto the whole concept of the wedding itself. the reason it’s being done is to restore the lightwood family name. alec did choose to do it, but he most definitely would have been forced if he had refused. so, alec was going to marry a woman, a woman who knew he was gay. thank god that crisis was averted.
okay, now we’ll get into it. you can basically tell from the start that alec is totally unsure about this whole thing. it’s very visible in his body language and facial expressions (bravo, matthew daddario).
then we have isabelle, sweet dear isabelle. she’s against this and you can see it in her face because she knows alec is gay. she looks very reluctant to be handing over the wedding bracelet. (i would gif this, but). cut to alec putting on lydia’s necklace and we get to see isabelle once again. she’s trying to smile, but you can tell it’s so forced. she doesn’t want this for her brother. you see isabelle the whole time behind lydia looking like she wishes she could just end this.
then we have the so very awkward ceremonial procedures begin. that’s the only word i can say. awkward.
ah, and then magnus. the door’s close and everyone’s heads shoot up, facial expressions confused. then magnus walks into the room and it’s almost like you can feel time stop in that moment.
everyone is clearly confused, and alec’s mother is not even trying to hide her anger. isabelle breathes a small sigh of relief and we see a genuine smile on her face. jace is confused, and asks isabelle if alec invited magnus. we find out that isabelle did (thank you, izzy). alec’s mother rises and storms toward magnus, telling him to “leave this wedding now.” magnus immediately silences her and tells her that this matter is between he and her son, and he’ll leave only if alec asks him to.
now alec, alec is just standing there in shock. he hasn’t even moved his arm from where he was preparing to have his bracelet put on by lydia. his mouth is actually hanging open, his face reads complete disbelief.
there’s a lot of staring between alec and magnus, but each look has so much meaning. jace asks alec if he’s going to be okay, and alec never responds, cause he looks like he’s about to pass clean out. he finally breaks his stare with magnus when lydia calls his name. alec proceeds to tell her, “i can’t breathe.” now let me tell you, earlier in the show, magnus is telling alec what happens when you’re falling for someone. one of his quotes is, “you lose your breath every time they enter the room.” i don’t think alec has breathed once since magnus walked through that door. lydia thinks the comment is about her, but alec shuts it down almost immediately. he tells her that he can’t do it, he thought it was the right thing to do for his family, but it isn’t.
we now have a moment where lydia tells alec not to worry about her, he deserves to be happy (thank you, lydia). you can see alec preparing himself for what’s about to happen. he smiles nervously at lydia and then breathes audibly deep before turning around to face magnus once more.
ahem. now i would like to personally thank whoever did the music for this scene. “war of hearts” by ruelle describes their relationship perfectly and it fits so so well with the scene. okay, so now you can almost touch the tension it’s so strong. the anticipation is building inside of you. for a moment, just the piano is heard while they’re staring at each other and that’s when it hits you: he’s really about to do this.
there’s a lot of staring that goes on before alec starts walking, but he never breaks eye contact with magnus after he sets his eyes on him. you can see the moment in alec’s facial expression when he decides what he’s going to do. i’ll let you see it for yourself.
reminding you all now that all this set up is for one kiss. a very important, ground-breaking, earth shattering kiss.
alec’s walk is determined as he plows down the isle toward magnus. magnus has no idea what’s about to happen. he doesn’t know if alec is coming to yell at him, coming to tell him to leave, or what, but he certainly wasn’t expecting what was coming.
alec’s mother demands to know what’s he’s doing, and alec tells her one word: “enough.” he says this without ever looking away from magnus. and then suddenly, he’s in front of magnus and your stomach is flipping. alec grabs magnus by the lapels of his jacket and just goes for it.
it does not matter how many times i watch this scene, my stomach will always get butterflies and i will always smile. you see the reactions of everyone. jace & isabelle are happy, the silent brother is confused, lydia is happy for him, and clary & simon look pretty ecstatic). alec’s mother is pissed, and the dad just looks kind of embarrassed, i guess?
anyway, it doesn’t matter. what matters is how passionate the rest of this scene is. it is honestly one of the best television kisses i have ever seen. you can tell how much meaning this singular kiss holds. you can tell just how much this is going to change everything for them, but they don’t care.
magnus? he doesn’t want it to end. when alec breaks away, magnus chases after his lips and it’s a wonderful moment. the two make eye contact briefly.
then alec, well, alec goes in for more.
i’ve watched this scene more times than i can count and it never fails to give me butterflies. most tv kisses don’t do that for me. the preparation for the kiss is so so crucial and important and beautiful. it makes the kiss itself that much more powerful.
now, i know not everyone agrees and this was simply an opinion. but i thought that i would share. this kiss changed both of their lives. it was the start of their forever. i would like to thank matthew daddario and harry shum jr for the effort and love they put into these characters. without them, malec wouldn’t be what it is. they are simply incredible together and it shows (if you need more proof, watch 2x18). i suggest you watch the scene for yourself and really pay attention, it makes it so much more gratifying.
i’ll end this with a quote from my best friend who is a member of the lgbt+ community herself. i asked her what malec meant to her, and this was her response: “it means that it’s possible to just do what’s gonna make you happy in a relationship no matter how the people around you react. the fact that slowly, but surely, the people around them start to accept them and support them. despite the fact that alec ‘disappointed’ his whole family. this interracial couple defying all the odds and being together even when it means destroying their safe and comfortable world to strive for their own happiness is my shit.”
Twenty-nine-year-old Dr. John H. Watson, thin and nervous, stepped off the ship in Portsmouth. He had returned from Maiwand when a thousand had not. Other men embraced kith and kin who greeted them at the dock. Other men kissed the ground and rowdily struck off together in search of drinks and women. John struggled with his bag and found the railway ticket office. One for the first train to London.