made it a long time ago

The Brothel (Pt. 1)

Jungkook x Reader

“He is beautiful beyond the dreams of pornography.”

Warnings: Very explicit sexual content.
A/N: None of these pictures are mine, credits to the owners. Not proofread. Enjoy! **the keep reading doesn’t show up in mobile, so you can go to my description and find the story there

Part 1

You remember the first time you saw him in front of you.

You got out of your apartment and into the hallway when you saw his tall figure stumbling down the corridor. His jaw was was clenched and he was breathing through his nose – every exhale echoing through the old, decaying corridor of your building.

He finally lost balance and stumbled into a wall, coming to a stop, and pressing his back flush against the torn wallpaper of the corridor. He started sliding down the wall, his legs slowly giving out.

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Cool dad - Dean Winchester x Reader

Title: Cool Dad

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader (I guess? Not romantic tho)

Word Count: —

Warnings: Orphan Reader

Prompt: The cuteness was awesome and I have to agree Dean would make a great dad. On that note could you do an imagine were the reader is an orphan and runs away and Dean finds them walking in the pouring rain when driving and takes her in and gets attached to her, and just a bunch of cute father daughter moments. Thank you!!!

The rain that was pouring down no longer felt like cold water soaking you to the bone. It actually felt like needles piercing your skin, some to the point they reached your bones. You actually checked yourself for that, fearing that it had somehow managed to pierce your skin but there was no blood so it was just your imagination. Not that it lessened the pain anyway. You were wet from top to bottom, your clothes doing absolutely nothing in shielding you from the downpour and no matter how tightly you held your jacket to yourself you knew it would do nothing because it was certainly not made to withstand such a weather.

Your lower lip was trembling just like your entire body was shaking as you walked down the dark road. You didn’t even care about a car passing by because the road was pretty much empty at this time of the night, considering you had walked it down many times. In your age it would have sparked doubts and worries but you had realized long ago that nobody cared about you, especially at the orphanage. You had no friends there, and the ladies that were supposed to take care of you didn’t show the interest they should. You doubted they even knew about your existence in the first place, how would they notice you would leave in the middle of the night, every night, to go stargazing?

You felt your eyes closing several times, and you stumbled just as many. You caught yourself fast enough but the cold surrounding you and the lack of food in your stomach made it all so tempting to just let go and lay down and sleep. For a few hours or forever it didn’t matter to you, you didn’t have anyone to care about you or miss you anyway. Just as you thought about it your eyelids felt even more heavy and before you could realize the darkness that surrounded you became deeper and more black.

The only thing you registered was the sound of a car’s tires screeching and a light before you were completely out.

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Pick Me Up

Request: Could you do a cute Peter/Spiderman fluff where the reader dances with him?

Requested by: anonymous.

Pairing: Peter x Reader

Warnings: fluff.

Originally posted by tomhollandisdaddy

Peter had lost the Stark Internship. And obviously, because of this lost, Peter was devastated. 

So, you being the wonderful best friend you were, you’d pulled Peter into your living and started playing your guys playlist. It was something the two of you made a long time ago when you realized the similar taste in music you both had. You’d blasted it the loudest you could, and started dancing. Your dancing was everything but good and you knew you looked silly, but it was Peter and he needed a pick me up, so you delivered.

“Y/N, i’m really not feeling it…”

You’d ignored him, shaking your hips back and forth as you sang along to the song loudly. Luckily your parents weren’t home, or they would’ve thought you were insane. When a smile slipped past Peter’s lips at your awkward dancing, you smiled brightly. Taking the few steps over to him, you grinned at him mischievously, leaning down to grab his right hand. “Dance with me?”

He sighed, but relented, letting you pull him over to yourself. You waved your connected arms up and down, laughing all the way along. Eventually Peter started to get more into it, and you two ended up being two best friends dancing like idiots in your living room. 

You spun him around, laughing at his expertise ballerina moves. Unlike you, Peter actually knew how to dance and was quite good. So, actually in reality, it was only you who was dancing like a fool but you didn’t mind. 

By the time two songs had passed you out of breath, and the room suddenly felt increasingly long. You felt blessed that you’d decided to wear one of Peter’s shirts that you’d stolen before coming over, so there was a bit of an air flow. As the song came to the end, you fell against Peter, panting. He laughed, his arms falling around you. 

“Thanks…” He breathed.

“It’s no…” Your voice trailed off as you heard the beginning of the next song. It was an increasingly slower song, and as it began, you finally noticed the position you and Peter had fallen into. Your cheeks flamed, your head coming off his chest to look at Peter in the eye. “Problem,” you finished, your voice just above a whisper.

You’d be lying if you said you never thought Peter was attractive. In fact, he was really the only boy you cared to say was attractive. And you’d be lying if you said you never imagined Peter and yourself as more. He was one of the kindest boys you’d ever met and always took the time to care for you. You’d never acted on this feelings or thoughts because, well, he was your best friend. But now as you stared into his dark brown eyes and the room zoned out all noise but the slow song, you found it hard not to step closer to him.

You feared rejection, but Peter only smiled nervously, and rather than holding you around your shoulders, he let his hands fall to rest on your hips. Hesitantly you let your own hands fall onto his neck. You were positive your cheeks were the reddest they’d ever been, but somehow you didn’t care.

“Dance with me?”

Grinning, you nodded. And soon your feet began moving in sink, You didn’t move your eyes from his once, and neither did he. All you focused on was him.

When you’d come to cheer Peter up, you definitely hadn’t been expecting this, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t love it.

Manager suxks

So a while ago our manager made a new guy close our department. Now closing our part of the store isn’t necessarily hard to do, it’s just that it’s more a 2 man job. Now at this time he was closing alone, which unfortunately happens a lot to us. Well the manager made the new guy close with someone who knew NOTHING about closing our department. Our manager left 2 people alone with little to no experience about how to close a department that night. Well long story short , they did a bad job and the manager got in trouble. So now he rides our asses when we close thinking that we don’t know how to do our job and trying to not get in trouble again. He actually got mad at us for not doing everything when we had been busy with customers even after we had technically closed. He just doesn’t seem to notice he messed up and plans on making us pay for it.

this crown of thorns.


She never knew Jughead Jones. She would never know the man in that video, happy and carefree amidst all the death and war around them.

She knew Winter; a man who was fearless, feared. A man who was quiet and cold, almost a statue of a human being. She knew a man with enough demons and monsters to echo her own. She knew a man that stayed up all night, thoughts plagued with nightmares of deaths he wished he could forget. She didn’t know the war hero, she knew the asset; the man who brought war with him. She loved Winter. She didn’t love Jughead.

MARVEL AU. Some events were taken from CA:TWS. Betty = Black Widow. Archie = Captain America. Jughead = The Winter Soldier. Veronica is Hawkeye, Reggie is Iron Man, and Cheryl is Scarlet Witch although they’re only really mentioned, not key characters in the story. 

As of right now, this story is just a one shot. I could consider adding another part if anyone wants it, though.

Thank you to @bettydooper and @itstenafterfour for cheering me on with this fic. And thank you to @jaded-youth for helping me with the ending. You guys are too good to me. 

Jug speaks Russian in this fic so a few translations are (and don’t blame me if they aren’t entirely correct. I used Google, lol.):

Не стесняйтесь - Do not hesitate. 

мое сердце - My heart.

Вы мое сердце - You are my heart. 


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You keep reminding me of aura, I made her a long time ago. This is the only photo I have of her (and her son?) I thank you for that reminder!!


DUDE THEYRE SO CUTE !! ilove the lil baby!!

Since I got Spotify, I realized a lot of my long-time favorite folk songs aren’t on there :( I went back and listened to a bunch of them and it made me think of an old friend of mine and the time when I first started getting into folk bands nearly a decade ago. So this drawing is sort of inspired by my friend and that era in my life :)

In general: 

Real name: Azalea

Nickname: Zay

Age: 22

Sexuality: Demisexual

Gender: Female

Are you a morning person?: I am a “please lemme sleep the whole day” person

When swimming, do you prefer to do it in the ocean, or in a lake?: Neither really

On Tumblr: 

Anyone you would like to meet in real life?: @ariableu @cloudpools  @cadcnce and @alicehart  just to think of a few I guess

Anyone you have met in real life?: Nobody from my tumblr community, but I have met a few artists and other people a few cons, does that count?

When did you first join? How old is your current account?: Omg I don’t know a long time ago, maybe 5 years ago? Whenever I made Mika a thing here. This remade blog is almost three months old.

Any peeves?:  Not reading a character’s information if the character is already provided; it takes a mere moment to do.

Unpopular opinion: I like the Sun and Moon anime art style, it’s cute, fluid, and bubbly; the backgrounds and colors are solid too.


Do you easily get jealous?: No

Do you easily get angry?: Not really

Are you easy to cheer up?: It depends on the situation I guess

What’s the most hurtful thing someone could do to you?: Well if we’re speaking just online I’m not sure maybe berate my characters or find away to hurt me offline?

What’s the most hurtful thing someone has done to you?: Tried to perverse one of my characters into something gross

Are you good at hiding your emotions?: I guess? A lot of the time I don’t even know how I feel

What’s the very best way to cheer you up?: Just talking to me in general I guess


Are you currently in a relationship?: Yes

Do you currently have a crush on someone?: My crush is my nerd

If yes, might that someone be reading this?: My boo don’t be on tumblr so …*sighs*

Do you kiss on the first date?: No

Do you prefer going out, or staying home, when it comes to dates?: Either one I’m down for honestly. 


Favorite drink: Most fruit juices, ginger ale, cream sodas, and fruity sodas

Favorite food:  Most pastries and sweets, most pasta, most breakfast dishes, turkey meatballs, and plain rice

Most calming place?: My room I guess

Most stressful place?: The den, cause that’s where my art/school computer is

Most prized possession?: Honestly every gift my late mom gave me

Tag some people (if you want to): 

TAGGED BY: @isleomuses (thanks!)

TAGGING: steal it if you guys want!


Jane the Virgin

Life is full of tough moments, you have to fight for what you want.