maybe there will be one


and todays sketches are: jasper tries REALLY hard to be cool and impressive to pearl

a dumb taakits au i had,,,,,where they are neighbors and kravits grows veggies and herbs and stuff as a hobby on his balcony and catches taako stealing some tomatoes one day and eventually he just gives taako some produce to use and taako invites him over for dinner a lot and they fall in love…..and then this happens eventually idk i just really needed to get this idea out 

hi everyone me and my friend have been doing some big planning for our Move next year and i’m feeling better about it now, both of us have been wanting to get away frm our families so i’m hoping it goes well

im kind of refusing to get into that “we’re gonna move and be able to do WHATEVER WE WANT” mindset bc we still gotta go to school and work to make rent and stuff so it’s not gonna be the Easiest Thing but im starting to think, instead of jst hoping, that we’ll be okay, like its not gonna be a breeze but its not going to be the hell my awful brain keeps fearing it’ll be

Just a quick sketch of an Umbreon. Nothing to see here.

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you're still doing the writing prompt list but if so could you do "Is that lace I see?"- Modern Ciel to Sebastian

I’ll typically answer them as long as I keep getting them. So everyone else, feel free to send in a sentence starter from the list!! And without further ado…


“Is that lace I see?” Ciel eyed the dark blue bag in the backseat, a corner of elaborate black lace peeking out amongst the white tissue paper. He slammed the car door shut and reached for his seatbelt, his feet aching after another long day at work.

“And hello to you too,” Sebastian muttered, flicking his eyes to the rearview mirror. He was stalled on the side of the road, hazards blinking as he waited for Ciel to get settled into the car.

“Hi,” Ciel said brusquely, leaning over and kissing Sebastian on the cheek. “Thanks for picking me up. Now what’s in the bag?”

Sebastian chuckled, pulling away from the curb. “You’ll just have to wait until tonight to find out.”

Ciel rolled his eyes and nodded, “Whatever.” It was undoubtedly some skimpy pair of underwear, perhaps a corset or set of garters, something frilly that he only wore when Sebastian brought it up. He had a few pairs of fancy underwear that he wore under his work pants, but only because they were so comfortable. Sebastian praised him constantly for how beautiful he was, but Ciel personally didn’t particularly like how he looked in all this exquisite intimate apparel, so it went untouched in the bottom of their closet until Sebastian was in a mood.

And Sebastian was definitely in a mood.

When they got home, he shuffled Ciel into the house, holding the shopping bag behind his back as he followed behind. Ciel saw no sign of the blue bag or the black lace until after dinner, which featured shrimp linguine with homemade garlic bread and roasted tomatoes with goat cheese. Sebastian set to cleaning up the dishes and sent Ciel upstairs to wait. Ciel relaxed on the bed, watching YouTube videos on his phone until there was a soft knock at the door.


“Yeah, close your eyes.”


“Just do it.”


“Are they closed?”

“Yes, they’re closed! What’s this about?”

Ciel heard the door swing open and Sebastian’s shoeless feet pad lightly across the floor. “Sorry, you can open them now.”

Before opening his eyes, Ciel rolled them once, knowing Sebastian would notice the movement behind his lids. He expected to see Sebastian standing there, a new little getup held up in his fingers, as if it was some special surprise for Ciel.

Oh, boy was he in for a surprise, alright.

Ciel opened his eyes, and his jaw nearly fell to the floor. Sebastian was standing there, but there was no lacy outfit in his hands. Sheer black stockings, see-through black briefs with lace along the waistband, a matching strapless bustier – all draped on Sebastian’s own immaculate body.

“What do you think?” He asked.

“Holy shit.” Ciel blinked, looked Sebastian over from head to toe. Again. “Holy shit.

“Do you like it?”

“It – you…” Ciel didn’t know what to say. He had never expected to see Sebastian dressed in black lace and bows, a hint of leather surrounding the tiny silver clasps on the back of the top that glinted when he spun in a slow 360 for Ciel to admire him.

“Anything else?” Sebastian laughed, running his hands down the front of his chest and the tops of his thighs.

“I mean… Why?” Ciel asked, standing up. He crossed slowly to Sebastian, blinking hard because he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Sebastian was incredibly handsome, that was undeniable, but the outfit looked so foreign on his huge frame, it almost made him laugh, if he wasn’t so busy trying to keep himself under control.

“I know you don’t like wearing this kind of stuff,” Sebastian said softly.

“So you thought you’d try it out?”

“Oh no, honey,” Sebastian laughed, pulling Ciel the last few steps into his arms. “I love dressing up. I feel incredibly sexy,” he said in a sultry voice, “I just didn’t know if you would think I was, too.”

“Oh, come on,” Ciel replied. He looped his arms around Sebastian and squeezed, rising to his toes to kiss him on the mouth. “It looks good,” he rasped, his mouth suddenly dry. “Better than good… I just can’t believe you found shit that would fit you.”

Sebastian picked Ciel up, wrapping his legs around his back and striding towards the bed. “I know a girl,” he said. “She does great custom work.”

“Did you let her measure you?” Ciel asked, suddenly indignant as Sebastian dropped him onto the mattress. “Even here?” He reached out and grabbed Sebastian between the legs, as if he was staking his own claim.

Sebastian hissed as Ciel squeezed and grabbed his hand. “No, calm down. I know how to take my own measurements. Nina and I just talk designs, and she sews it all by hand for me. That’s why it’s so expensive. But I didn’t know if it’d be worth it,” Sebastian purred, leaning down and whispering into Ciel’s ear. “I didn’t know if you’d like me like this.”

“You’ve gotta be kidding…” Ciel sighed, pushing Sebastian’s mouth away from the sensitive skin between his hairline and neck. He grabbed onto his shoulders and pulled, throwing him down onto the bed and quickly rolled on top of him, careful not to sit directly on the expensive lingerie, resting on the gap of skin surrounding his navel. Now it was his turn to lean down and rasp lowly into Sebastian’s ear. “I love you like this.”

Okay guys

I may be REACHINGGG here… like way far out on a very small limb…..

But just hear me out

So at the Super Saturday Night concert, taylor came out with her usual straight hair with bangs. Normal 1989 era type things.

Halfway through, her bangs started curling a little. Nothing major, usual stuff.

As the night went on, her hair became more and more curly.

We all know taylor has access to the products necessary to keep her hair straight if she wanted to.

By the end of the show, her hair was totally wavy/curly… very…. dare I say….. reputation era……

We all know each era is always marked with a change in hairstyle….

So… just listen… what if…. Super Saturday Night was symbolic for the end of the 1989 era, welcoming the reputation era… but in SECRET. Via… Taylor’s hair.

SSN was the last time taylor was heard from/seen before she fell off the face of the earth for over four months.

A goodbye to 1989. A hello to reputation. But in complete secret. Hair secrets.



When I decide to finally continue and finish Die for a Laugh - Dean Winchester x Reader x Joker, and upload it all!


Yes, I know! It’s a story I would love to have up during summer because it reminds me of Jurassic World but better late than never! Lemme start by finding the perfect gifs!