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During the Dribble & Spitz segment in WarioWare: Smooth Moves, a song called Tomorrow Hill plays. However, whenever the player fails a microgame, the song changes briefly to an alternate version, called Falling Off Tomorrow Hill, that ends every few lines with a “failure” sound and different, nonsensical lyrics. This is the full version of Falling Off Tomorrow Hill.

There have been a lot of weird, quirky one-off characters with stupid, ridiculous weapons in RWBY, but my favorite is still Flynt and his gun trumpet.

Look at this idiot

This is how he dresses to an organized fighting tournament between what are basically national military academies for people with superpowers. “Hmm, I’m going to be fighting highly-trained fighters who can summon explosions, move faster than sound, and control objects with their mind, what kind of armor should I wear to that…got it. Fedora, shades, and a vest. Oh, and an untied tie for good measure.”

That fucking trumpet is his weapon too. People in this show wield scythes bigger than themselves, gloves and boots that double as magical fireball shotguns, floating swords they can control with their minds, and this moron decided to take a trumpet, stick a trigger and grip on it, and call it a day.

And the dumbest part is it works

YOUR MAGICAL ABILITIES ARE NO MATCH FOR THE POWER OF JAZZ

MY SOLOS ARE LITERALLY ON FIRE

Like everyone else in the show, he has a special ability on top of his ridiculous weapon. What is his ability? Is it something musical? Something that has to do with waveforms? Something that makes sense? Nope, it’s him playing with himself.

HE TURNS INTO HIS OWN FUCKING BAND

IT’S BASICALLY A DELUXE VERSION OF BLAKE’S SEMBLANCE SINCE HIS CLONES CAN ACTUALLY FIGHT

JAZZ BAND MOTHERFUCKER

In a world of superpowered crazy people with giant illogically powerful weapons, Flynt Cole is a man with a trumpet, a hat, three clones of himself, and all the jazz his soul can muster.

I fucking love it.

Bring back Flynt!

If you want to know what heart break sounds like, ask someone why they don’t talk to the person that meant the most to them in high school.
—  Things I realized when I went away for college, part VII
Wish (Part 1)

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Pairing: Kagehina
Show: Haikyuu!!
Summary: Howl’s Moving Castle AU,  in which Kageyama makes a wish upon a falling star, and gets Hinata instead.

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Hockey Pucks | Jungkook (m)

Prompt: Um, Jungkook is a hockey player, but basically what happened was that it had very little to do with hockey and very much to do with sex. You’re both college students and apparently opposites really do attract just like they do in the movies.

Warnings: (18+) use of marijuana, smut (lmao what’s new), and an accidental mommy kink

Word Count: 8.4k

A/N: Yo, this spiraled very quickly and turned into a monster long fic. ANYWAy thanks 4 readin. No excuses or regerts…

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Punk (Chap. 8)

Summary: You’re head over heels for your best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: 4284…oops

Warnings: Same as always

A/N: Okay here it is chapter 8.  Let me know if the flow of this chapter is okay, if it makes sense.  I’d like to get a better feel of how I construct scenes so I can improve for the future.  I LOVE feedback, you have no idea.  So don’t be afraid to lemme know how you feel!

Also, there is a line in here with an asterisk (*) after it.  It is a paraphrase from Criminal Minds season 3 episode 8 said by Penelope Garcia to Derek Morgan and it is something that has always stuck with me and I just thought it was so perfect for this chapter.



Perhaps watching Investigation Discovery’s documentary on the world’s most notorious serial killers at one o’clock in the morning while finishing off the leftover apple pie in an essentially deserted tower wasn’t the smartest move.  Every sound was suddenly more sinister and every shadow could be hiding a deranged murderer who wanted nothing more than to chop off your head and keep it in the freezer, which had startled you so badly when it spit out ice cubes into its inner bin that you spilled an entire glass of water on Ferdinand who ran shrieking from the room and knocked over what was probably a very expensive vase. Fuck.

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Behind the Scenes of SEVENTEEN’s Boom Boom MV

Pledis: Okay you guys it is FINALLY time! We are going to release a dark concept!

Jun: Thank God

Joshua: *quietly* noo

Vernon: *high fives S.Coups*

Hoshi: Wait…Why????

Pledis: Um maybe because you have only done cute concepts since debut, and Carats are ready to see you be mysterious, dangerous, bad and show yourselves as tortured souls.

Minghao: *looks up with puppy eyes* I thought we already were tough?

Seungkwan: *pulls out nail file and begins filing nails* Yeah our manly image exudes in every performance we give!

Jeonghan: *rolls eyes*

Pledis: Whatever. Look I want you to come strong with the action and charisma. We need mega sex appeal!

Dino: Pretty sure I’m not legal

Hoshi: Pretty sure nobody cares, SO! I have a great idea for the outfits!

Woozi:*under breath* of course you do

Pledis: Tell me

Hoshi: How about we wear these really cool jackets and we ta–

Pledis: TAKE THEM OFF AND SHOW BARE SKIN! GREAT IDEA! Usually that’s something Starship would do, but it’s not like that’s helped them one bit so we can do that most definitely!

Hoshi: I was going to say that when we take them off we reveal a track suit underneath!

Joshua: *raises hand* I second this idea.

S.Coups: Wow that is sexy! And how about we have a lot of spy and espionage type things, maybe even sho–

Pledis: SHOW YOU GUYS KILLING OR BEING KILLED IN LIKE A SUPER TRAGIC WAY! THAT IS GENIUS!

S.Coups: No…I was going to say we can show a bunch of maps and kind of stand out on in a soccer field or something.

Seungkwan: And I can even have a restless sleep with a ship in a bottle behind me!

Pledis:

Vernon: Wow, This dark concept sounds awesome. Move over BAP. We’re about to be the top dogs of darkness!

Wonwoo: I want to dye my hair blonde, I want to really show the bad boy look

Mingyu: And we did get the okay to dye my hair out of this ridiculous orange color right? It’s bad enough having one video with this color I DEF don’t want two.

Pledis: DO ANY OF YOU BOYS EVEN KNOW THE MEANING OF DARK CONCEPT???? NONE OF THE THINGS YOU SUGGESTED ARE EVEN DARK!!!!

S.Coups: Oh so you want us to suggest something dark to you?

Pledis: YES!!!

S.Coups: *gestures to Jeonghan*

Jeonghan: *flicks his hair back and walks over to Pledis*

Jeonghan: *puts hand on Pledis shoulder*

Jeonghan: *leans in and whispers* If you don’t let us do whatever the CENSORED we want to CENSORED do then we’ll leave you and your CENSORED company in the dust so fast you’ll be kissing Nu’est butts with chapstick to try and hit it big again. Got it?

Pledis: Wha-wha-what??

S.Coups: *yells* DID YOU GET THE FREAKING PICTURE?!!

Pledis: *jumps* Y-yes Sir…I mean Sirs!

S.Coups: Good, now go. And don’t come back unless you have our paychecks and a–

Dino: bag of skittles!

S.Coups: *rolls eyes* Bag of skittles in your hands!

Pledis: *turns and leaves*

Joshua: So….when did we get so bold exactly?

Hoshi: when we realized our record sales were the only thing that was keeping the lights on.

Woozi: Finally.

Joshua: I’ll admit, it does feel a little good.

Jeonghan: *stands back up* I’ll be back. I want to go scream at him again and see if he’ll cry this time.

S.Coups: Have fun!

Their underage girlfriend straddles them and kisses their neck (BTS)

Rap Monster: -he would look around as soon as you sat down on him. He didn’t mind that you were more flirty than anything- “you can kiss my neck now. Just don’t do more”

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Jin: -he would be smart about it. He would stop you when you start kissing his neck and just let you sit on his lap- “honey you’re too young to be doing that to me”

Originally posted by jjilljj

Suga: -he would look at you cutely. You would sit on him and kiss his lips before moving down to his neck. He would giggle before pulling you back- “honey you’re still underage”

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J-Hope: -he would instantly move you from his lap. He didn’t mind your age but he still wanted you to be older when things became more serious between you two-”lets take it slow okay. We’ve a lot of time to be together after you become an adult until then. Lets just hold hands and cuddle”

Originally posted by hoseokwhy

Jimin: -he would think you were just going to be cute and sit in his lap before you started to kiss his neck. He would make a sound before moving your mouth away from his neck- “honey please you’re too cute for that”

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V: -he would instantly froze as soon as your lips were on his neck. You could feel it and move away seeing him have an inner battle- “can you wait a bit. I want nothing to go wrong”

Originally posted by toughchim

Jungkook: -he kissed your lips as soon as you sat down on him. You kissed his lips and then started to move to his neck. He wasn’t much older so he found nothing wrong with your affection-”what made you want to kiss my neck?”

Originally posted by hohbi

Late for Late Late

Meant to have this finished and posted earlier on in the week, but it’s here now so I hope you all enjoy it!! Let me know what you think xx B

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“Angel,” Harry’s voice was tense as the dressing room door slammed shut behind him. “Have yeh seen m'jacket?” A smirk tugged at your red-painted lips as you straightened the lapels of his ‘missing’ suit jacket, your fingers running lazily over the delicately embroidered Donald Duck’s here and there. Stress was the only feeling Harry seemed to feel over the last day, and his eagerness to please people turned you on much more than it should have. Hence why you stood in the dressing room bathroom in his suit jacket only. Completely bare for him underneath the silken cloth.
When you eased open the door, Harry’s back was to you as he bent over his suitcase, searching for the top half of his outfit. You leaned against the door frame, eyes raking over his long legs and bum. Harry heard the door open but didn’t turn to look at you, his hands moving to dig through the rack of clothes his stylist had in the corner of the room.
“Can yeh please help m'look? I’d like t'be on set on time.” A mischievous smile took over your face.
“What are you looking for?” A frustrated breath left Harry as he clenched his jaw and pivoted to face you.
“My–what’re yeh doin’? I don’ have time fo’ this, lovely, the show starts in half an hour, and I’m already too stressed about it. Please give m'my jacket,” Harry sounded anything but patient as he held out a hand for his top, and you feigned innocence.
“Oh, this is what you’re looking for? This jacket?” You didn’t miss the way your boyfriend’s eyes narrowed at you words.
“Pet,” the word was a growl, his stress getting the best of him as he prowled towards you. “I won’ ask again. Give me the jacket.” You pretended to contemplate, your lips pursing and head bobbing to each side as you made your way to the vanity area. With an evil glint to your eye, you hoisted yourself onto the cool surface, legs crossing as you leaned against the mirror. Harry’s hands tightened into fists at his sides.
“Hmm…I don’t know…maybe you’ll just have to come take it off me.” Your fingers toyed with the hem of the jacket, eyes never leaving his as he glowered at you.
“I don’ have time fo’ this.” But he was stalking towards you, hands already working on his pants.
“Better make it fast then.” Harry’s mouth covered yours, his tongue prodding against your ups for entrance. You eagerly granted him access, melting into his body as his hands ran up your thighs.
“No panties, love? How naughty.” There was a pleased lilt to his voice as his fingers skated up your tummy, circling your belly button once before continuing upwards. “’M gonna fuck yeh now, angel, and when I get back, I’ll deal with yeh distracting me. Maybe I’ll have t'take yeh over m'knee, teach yeh a lesson?” His hands now cupped your breasts, thumbs rubbing over your nipples teasingly. Harry lowered his mouth to your neck, sucking and biting a trail down your skin. You impatiently grappled for his pants, pushing them down with his underwear with a moan. Harry made no move to take his jacket off of you, only shifting his hips so that he was nestled between your legs. A large hand slid down the front of your body to dip into your center, a long groan rumbling through Harry as the pads of his fingers met the wetness waiting for them. “Look a’ yeh. S'wet fo’ m'already.” You whined as his thumb circled your clit, his fingers slipping into you easily. Your head rolled back against the mirror, hands gripping Harry’s hips tightly. In a sudden movement, Harry yanked your forward, pulling you so your soaked core was almost right against his hardened cock, your legs wrapped around us waist.
“Please,” was all you could manage as Harry circled his length in one of his hands, the other going to his lips so he could suck your excitement from his fingers. Then his head was easing into you, thick and smooth. You moaned, eyes screwing shut as Harry sheathed himself inside of you fully.
“Feel s'good, angel. Always take m'cock like a good girl.” You nodded breathlessly, hands shoving his shirt up and over his head. Immediately your nails sunk into the meat of his shoulders, and Harry grunted at the pleasure, hips shooting forward. His pace was quick and almost brutal, fucking into you with no hesitation. The single button you’d actually done on the jacket popped open as harry lowered his head to your breast, mouth latching onto your nipple and sucking with fervor. Your mouth fell open in a silent cry, your hands tangling in his hair and tugging harshly. A moan vibrated through Harry as he slid his hand into your hair. You whined, arching your back as he slid back into you, his hand pulling your head back as he thrusted his hips. His hips went slow and powerful, making your eyes screw shut at the pleasure. You moaned loudly as his tip brushed your sweet spot again, his free hand gripping your hip and shifting you closer to him, so your knees were bent and your ankles were locked around his waist as he thrusted into you.
“Oh, God,” you panted, “Please don’t stop.”
“Christ, angel…so tight. Does tha’ feel good? Does m'cock feel good inside yeh?” You nodded hastily, loving the way he dragged out of you. His hand unraveled from your hair, his fingers going to your clit and circling it. You cried out, mouth wide as pleasure seared through you.
“Harry! Oh, God, yes!” You moaned, and Harry grunted as his hips moved faster. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, and you panted loudly as pleasure curled in your belly. Harry hardly took a pause from suckling on your breasts, his soft tongue lapping over your pert nipples languidly. Every now and then, his teeth would sink gently into your tender skin, enough to indent but never enough to bruise. “Love yeh tits, sweetheart, s'pretty fo’ me.” His lips puckered just around your nipple, sucking fervently as you squirmed beneath him. Your walls clenched around him, and you could feel him pulsing inside of you, a clear indication of how close he was to cumming. Sweat beaded on Harry’s brow as his mouth released your breast with a wet pop, his face burying into your neck.
“Please, Harry, I’m so close,” you whined, hips shifting off of the counter to meet his, sliding him further inside of you. Harry grunted in response, one hand coming to slap against the mirror behind you while the other worked relentlessly against your clit. Your orgasm loomed ahead, and Harry shoved you towards it, his thick cock brushing every nerve possible.
“Yeh gonna cum? C'mon, pet, cum fo’ me. Need it, need yeh t’ cover m'cock,” Harry’s words were filthy as he continued to plow into you. Your eyes rolled in pleasure. “Cum.” With the last word, your release washed over you, and you cried out as your legs began to tremble.
“Fuck! Fuckin’–Bloody hell, I’m gonna cum!” Harry’s hips thrusted forward quickly as you ran a hand through his hair, breath puffing over his ear.
“Cum, baby, I want you to fill me up, please. I want it so bad.” Harry groaned into your skin before he stilled, warm cum painting your walls as he panted into your neck. The silk of his jacket now felt stifling as his body pressed you back into the mirror, but you said nothing as Harry worked up the strength to peel himself off of you. You brushed a sweet kiss to his cheek. Sliding the jacket off, you handed to him, gasping softly as he withdrew, leaving you empty. A wicked smile tugged at your lips.
“Still stressed out?” Harry shot you a look.
“Y'just wait. I’ll use the scarf that goes w’ this jacket to tie yeh up later fo’ this.” A knock sounded through the dressing room.
“Harry, come on! You’re meant to be on right now!” Jeff’s voice was terse as he spoke, and Harry raced to put his clothes back on.
“Now look what yeh’ve done. Gone and made me late for Late Late.”