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just a bad dream, just a bad dream

anonymous asked:

Is it okay if I ask if you can do Lukas, Kliff, and Tobin (Or just one of them) to taking care of a sick! Ava?

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Lukas: “That’s quite a nasty cough you’ve developed,” Lukas’s voice carried into your tent with a gentle softness, taking care not to exacerbate your headache. You groaned anyways, the miserable feeling all over your body not making you particularly welcoming.

“Don’t have to tell me that.” You grumbled, pulling the thin blankets over you as best you could. Lukas smiled at your pitiful attempts, setting aside the bowl in his hands to help you.

“Are you feeling any better than before?” He questioned you next, reaching down to properly tuck the blankets around you. You hummed a sound that was akin to a “thank you”, and shook your head.

“Everything s-still hurts.” You stuttered, burying your face in the pillow. Lukas sat down by your head, gently carding his hand through your hair. You weren’t one to get sick often, but when you did, it hit hard.

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will i ever stop making fanart for this fic????????? 

more gifts for @adreamingsongbird!! just think of this as me stuffing love letters in your shoe locker like in the animes 

Okay but why did Harry have to look at the picture of him and Louis to say it was photoshopped? Like my dude I thought ya were just friends? And why did he look mad shaky? Ain’t ya just friends? Also, why that lady seem disgusted by my Tiny Son and my Alien Son kissing? I mean we know the answer to that but let’s put that seemingly homophobic woman on the spot.

anonymous asked:

picture this: you are in a dark room sitting opposite sh/eith, sh/ance and sh/kla/nce. in your hand you have a gun with one bullet. you have been told you must kill one. who do you kill

i’d make them stand in a straight line and shoot a bullet right through all three of their temples

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trade mistakes // panic! at the disco

DANCE MAJORS AU. (Part 1, Part 1.5, Part 2, Part 2.5, Part 3 finale) 
Contemporary Ballet Dancer Shiro is someone everyone admires and basically Everyone’s Crush™ but he already have his eyes set on a certain new hip-hop dancer recruit next door who’s always wearing red. He doesn’t have the guts to ask him out–at all. However, he asks if he could teach him hip-hop dancing. 

Redbubble Shop

Pre-Raphaelite ask game (Part I)
  • Dante Gabriel Rossetti: Are you a very passionate person? Does emotion or rationality rule you?
  • John Everett Millais: Do you mind what others think of you?
  • William Holman Hunt: Are you a proud person?
  • James Collinson: Are you religious? If so, how important is religion to you?
  • Frederic George Stephens: Would you rather express yourself through painting or the written word?
  • William Michael Rossetti: Are you a very organized person?
  • Thomas Woolner: Would you consider moving to a foreign country or do you like to live close to home?
  • Charles Allston Collins: Are you a determined person or are you prone to abandon things when hope/inspiration seems to be lacking?
  • Alexander Munro: Are you good at keeping secrets?
  • Walter Howell Deverell: Purely for aesthetic reasons, are there any modern-day celebrities or public personalities that you would consider your muse? Who might they be?
  • Algernon Charles Swinburne: Do you have any guilty pleasures?
  • John Brett: The forest or the sea-side?
  • William Bell Scott: Would you ever consider a polyamorous relationship?
  • William Morris: Do you generally draw inspiration from life or from literature?
  • Simeon Solomon: Biblical stories or Arthurian legends?
  • Alice Boyd: If you could be the Lord or Lady of any estate, what would it look like?
trc characters as things people at my school have said
  • blue: he has a trump sticker! ram him!
  • gansey: hey remember when i almost died on multiple occasions? good times
  • adam: i'm not driving the struggle bus. i'm driving the struggle camper.
  • ronan: *listening to irish music, comes to a slow song* this one isn't lit. *skips to faster song* this one is
  • noah: i'm made of vanilla, cinnamon, and dead bodies.
  • henry: what's your favorite position in bed *answering his own question* right next to the wall so i can charge my phone
  • bonus! kavinsky: it's alright, i wanted to burn stuff too.
A Game: pt2

It was nothing. 

It was nothing nothing nothing……you had been flirting with Crowley for…for ages now and nothing had happened. Or was going to happen. Because it was just flirting, right? Just….confidence boosting side-eyeing and smirks. Sass and salt spat at each other speckled with teasing and goading encouragements. 

Not…not when the boys were around of course. They had given confused and then concerned warning looks so you backed off for awhile. But you missed it. Just to…to unwind. You enjoyed it….no-one else got what it was like to “have banter”…maybe it was a British thing. 

But oh it wasn’t nothing was it?

“See you soon love.”

How many times had he said that? Love was a term like dude, or buddy, or..or some other completely platonic normal name to call another. And he loved the power he had, of course. That he could pop in and out of buildings and just appear like he did so it was a teasing threat…but it felt….different. 

And you were so distracted Sam even asked if you were okay. Things went back to usual and Crowley didn’t pop up and-

What? What would he do? Would you throw yourself at him? No….the idea makes you hate yourself. You hadn’t even dared pleasure yourself thinking of him often….though you often found yourself aroused to point of discomfort at passing thoughts~

Alpha males. You had such a weakness for alpha males….hell when you first met Sam and Dean…..but you didn’t flirt with them for the same damn reasons you’d never act on your fantasies: alpha males are usually assholes. Jerks at best and at worst downright dangerous. But that made it all the hotter didn’t it~? Ah……..it was a mess. A big, stupid mess and you HAD to resist. 

He wanted to fuck you. 

And even if you were totally okay with having spontaneous, presumably awesomely mind-blowing, casual sex, Crowley was a demon. The King of Hell. He was fap material and that was all. 

But he had made his living persuading people to hand over their souls so charming some-one’s legs apart shouldn’t be too hard……..

FUCK. 

Was he making you wait on purpose? Was he making you needy? Or had you just never noticed because you never actually noted how many days went past without that smug bastard around?

And then there he was. Same as usual, nothing out of the ordinary and you were falling over your own feet and yet everything was casual? He gave you a look but you helped with the boys.

“You alright?” 

There he was, far too close yet not close at all really. 

“….you are very quiet.” Was he being genuine or teasing you? Either way you worked your jaw, and managed to swallow the lump in your throat and nod. 

“Best buck up then…..boys might think you’re up to something~” He winked and followed the boys from the library and you knew, then and there, that this was not just something, but something.

Excitement, a hotness, and a rolling thrill filled you and it was like the sun came out from behind some dark clouds……flirting is nothing, right? And two mutually attracted people can flirt and reap the benefits without going over the top.

After all, what’s a little flirtation? 

But more importantly, you wet your lips as you hurried to catch up with them, what if he really wanted to play the flirtation game~?


filler episode to get an important question sorted: male or female reader? put in your choice now kiddies and we can start this funtrain all the way to smutsville~! Woo-woo!

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