no one is gonna search for these tags

further shitposty saihara/momota from urs truly

Okay, please look at this pic one more time:

Ignoring the weird thigh grab, I’d like to point out that this is the only existing image we have of a happy Saihara. This weird, shippy, “we’re taking the moon” promotional art (can i call it ‘searching for the moon’? That’s cute, okay)

And just, look how angry Kaito gets when they accuse Saihara. Everyone else is generally just in disagreement, but Kaito looks pissed, almost:

He also seems to be one of the people you have to “push” for

And Saihara’s expression during the debate can totally be taken as embarrassment. He’s embarrassed that so many people are defending him.

Am I going to far? Fuck yes. Will any of this matter? Probably not. But if Oumami already has smut headcanons based on one picture, then let me have my Saimota/searching for the moon headcanons (i was gonna use momohara but it seems that tag exists, for some reason)

Hooking up with my Cousin Complete Story

It started when we were young… 14 or so. She was 1yr younger than me and lived in the house behind ours. As kids we would wrestle pressing our bodies against one another and always searching for each other in games like “hide and seek” and “tag.” While wrestling I remember wanting to press my boner against her body. It felt good, and she didnt protest, I think once she blushed covered her mouth laughing, acknowledging but not saying anything.
We talked over messages online, I don’t recall the conversations, I think most were along the lines of, “when are you coming back” or “we’re fine over here, hows the family?”
I just knew we were gonna hook up. Little flirts, little smiles, she was interested. And I was in my teens, sex was all I thought about.
I remember giving her a little vibrator as a gift it was a little lipstick that vibrated. It was a joke, but I also wanted her to think dirty, maybe she would think of me while playing with herself.
When we were about 18, we agreed to get drunk together. We got a bottle of tequila and passed out in my room. When we woke up in the middle of the night in our stupor, I made my move. She said while we kissed, and undressed “we shouldn’t be doing this, we’re cousins,” as if testing my resolve. She wanted it and so did I.
But I was new at sex and drunk as fuck so I got it in for a bit but couldn’t climax. I could barely focus. She said it was ok. She went home and that was it for the night.
We met up a few months later, this time at her place. This time sober. This time without whiskey dick. This time with a hard cock seeking retribution. While we kissed I recall feeling guilt like we shouldnt be doing this, like shunning away at a dirty picture, but that passed. The heavy breathing and anticipation was deafening. I thought “this is what you’ve been wanting for so long.”
My heart was pounding so hard, I could feel it pulsing in my ears. I took deep breathes in, exhaling slowly. We took our clothes off and I was finally slipping my dick in and out. Fuck it felt good. Adding to it was the thrill of getting caught, the taboo, the “holy shit, this is actually happening,“ and the look she would give me, as if saying its ok.
I remember a gentle caress from her hand on my chest. I remember her face and body. The moonlight lit the room, as she laid supine at the edge of the bed. Her legs spread open, in my arms. I stood at the edge of the bed looking down. Her head was tilted to the side, eyes closed, and her hand in a fist biting her thumb. The moon was visible shining whites, and blues through the window above the bed.
When all was done, we got dressed. Then talked for a bit about the future and our worries, assured this was between us. And I left.
Im in my late 20’s now and we still sleep together from time to time. We see each other whenever I visit dads hometown. We always hang out when I visit, looking for a chance. There’s a closer bond, like I can trust her with anything. I make excuses saying I cant find somewhere else to sleep, so I stay with her and her roommate. I don’t think her roommate suspects anything would be going on. The family have their suspicions but no confirmation.
I have no regrets. I love having the convenience and secrecy, maybe too much. It may be effecting my current relationship but I really don’t mind.

Not A Date (5/?)

Summary: Bucky Barnes is an infamous player with a well-known reputation. Can he woo the wary girl who had her heartbroken too many times? Or will she woo him so he changes his ways?

Warnings: Swearing, College AU

Words: 1.4k

A/N: This is part five to my College AU! I’m assuming it’s gonna be within 4 to 5 more parts! Hope you guys enjoy. Also, my requests are still open! You can send requests/tag requests/ feedback here.


| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 |

Originally posted by little--batman

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loreenya  asked:

How would the Turtles react to getting a love letter? May I request two scenarios, one where it's from their crush and one where it's from - what they thought - just a friend?

Alright!! You gotcha darling!!! EDIT I forgot I put all of them here lmao oops


Each word has him SHOOK. He’s searching every letter for some kind of joke or cue that this isn’t for real, but it is and it’s here and you like him.

It’s so surreal that he for once feels ungrounded, not in the now. When he comes to terms with all this, he folds the letter neatly, and runs to you. He books it.

He gets to you and embraces you and for the first time in his life he feels so helpless because you, a beautiful, wonderful darling of a human being, love him and it’s all so overwhelming.

But if you’re a friend, his reaction isn’t as sloppy. As he reads, he’s doing things unconsciously. Biting his lip, blinking in rapid periods. This is a friend, and a close one whom he’d never would have thought liked him.

And that’s when it would hit him. He likes you too.

He begins to discover how he would notice everything you did. To your unique way of hand gestures, the way you breathe in the quiet, to the way your hands find themselves in your hair. He noticed it all.

He’s going to be quiet, bring you into another room, take your hand. Talk to you with a growing blossom in his chest. Because this was his friend and it feels good to have you know him, like really know him before you fell for him.


He hangs on every word, every loop and line you wrote. His hands will shake the farther he reads, and he’ll start pacing. He wants to believe it’s a joke. Only because it’s so much like a dream that you like him back- and you want him, truly want him.

He’s going to clamp down on the letter and sigh shakily. Keep in mind, he’s still a teenager, so he doesnt really know how to go about this. So, Raph being Raph, he’ll storm into the living room where you are and demand to talk to you. When you two are alone, he shows you the letter and has you read to him aloud. He needs to hear it from you, in your voice. And afterwards he’s just so damn happy. You made him so damn happy.

Now if you’re a friend, someone he’s known for a good while, he does what he does best. He doesn’t think. He doesn’t need to. He knows you, and he knows how he feels.

Even though you surprised him, he’s relieved, because that means that little warm shock he would get when you’d joke around with him wasn’t unrequited. He is going to have your ass for not coming out and just saying it though. Not that you’re complaining, but still.


He reads it a hundred times. Over, and over and over again. He is, and pardon this, shell-shocked. Its just…it’s you and you like him and he never thought in a million years would his angelcakes like him back.

He’ll be sitting alone withe the paper in his hand, reading every line for the 50th time, a smile on his face as he whispers to himself; “they like me…they like me!” He definitely pounces on you when you come to visit again.

If you’re a friend, oh boy. He’ll wobble in his place and have to sit down. As he reads, his hand is clamped over his mouth and he’s probably crying. Because not only is it a major relief to him, [he’s been trying to deny, deny, deny for months as to not make it awkward] but the fact that you, that cool, chill-ass lovely human he adores likes him back.

If that’s not a Christmas miracle than I don’t know what is.

When he comes to the part where you finally say it, he gasps shakily and starts to cry, leading to you coming in running. At first you’re embarrassed, because of the letter and you think he’s gonna reject you, but he starts to tell you through hiccups that,

“I’m just so *hic* happy you l-like me because *hic* I really r-really like you and I’m just really really happy…” poor thing is gonna cry into your shoulder for a while to let all that pent up relief out.


His mouth will drop open the second you hand him the letter. You’re fast, but not fast enough to exit before he reads the first line and tells you to wait. You stand there, and proceed to witness the most fascinating emotion switcharoo you’ve ever seen.

He’s at first shocked, then a blushing mess, stuttering and fumbling, then stoic as if thinking something over. Finally, when he snaps out of it, [it was really because he hit his hip on one of the tables in his stupor] he’ll sit you down and explain to you:

“Y/N, I-I never thought in a million years, or maybe even my entire life that someone such as yourself could ever have feelings for me. But it appears I’m wrong…a-and you’ll h-hopefully b-be pleased to find that I like you, a-as well…” He’s so flustered, but God damn if it isn’t that happiest moment of his life.

Now then. If you’re a friend. Dondon values every single person in his life. Especially you. He doesn’t get it at first, poor darling may be a genius but is blind to how he feels until it hits him like a ton of bricks. Those brick being, a letter. From you.

And suddenly he understands why he gets jealous when you talk about other boys or girls, why he is overprotective of you, and why he feels like churring when you touch him. It’s because all this time he was in love with you. And that sent him into a frenzy.

He bursts from his lab and shouts at his brothers, asking where you are. When he finds you, he’s so excited and so shocked at himself and at the world and how it worked so wonderfully to allow this to happen to him. Now, if you could get him to sit down and tell you how he feels not in the form of a breathless asthmatic guppy, that’d be a start.

anonymous asked:

what's your favorite lq pic of each member?

oooh this is a good question im only gonna do the ones i have on my blog cause if i do a twitter search i will never be able to answer







yixing, i could honestly post all his photos but if i have to pick one

ok fuck it heres another 



sorry this took so long my computer is a slugggg

ask anything about me~

Suffer In Silence.- CH

He is your best friend. He is your other half. He is your missing piece.

But he isn’t yours.

He is someone else’s.

You are surrounded with a sea of eyes yet you are only searching for his.

It kills you to see him with her. His smile speaks a thousand words and the touch of his lips on her shoulder makes a chill run down your spine that stops you in your tracks. It’s sad. Everyone around you has had the chance to feel the rush of adrenaline that comes with love, everyone around you has felt what it is like to be loved. But not you. Instead you suffer in silence and let your unspoken words become coated with poison as they build in your head, waiting to be said.

It’s no surprise you can’t warm up to her, instead you flash a fake smile that you have perfected and pray that you have everyone else fooled. You don’t want to be the girl who sits on the side and waits but five years later nothing has changed and you still hope Calum will wake up one day and see what has been right in front of him from the very beginning. You don’t want to be that girl but here you are, holding back your tears as you watch them together and vow to yourself that she will never be able to love him like you do. You don’t want to be that girl but here you are, heart in hand willing for him to take it and call it his. But he won’t. He isn’t yours.

“What are you thinking about?” His voice startles you and it only takes one glance to be knocked off your feet by his mischievous grin. His shoulder playfully knocking yours.

“Nothing. Just like watching you being so happy. I’m happy for you, Cal.” You want to be telling the truth but one glance in her direction and you feel sick.

“See anyone you like? You know I can be a good wing man!” There it is. His eyes are searching yours and he throws a wink in your direction.

Instead you give him your best laugh that you can force and swallow the words that are rising in your chest. You clamp your mouth shut and let them cut you open with their sharp edges. It was supposed to get better but instead it hung over you like a sin, your own dirty little secret that you can’t share with anyone. You look at him and all you can picture is the way he looks at her, how he rung you after his first date and how his voice was filled with so much happiness that it made your stomach sink and your heart shatter. You look at him and ask how is it fair that she has him and you don’t? You were the one to pick him up after every fall, after every heart break and after every hard day. You were there, you had always been there. It is a constant struggle.

A part of you knows she doesn’t deserve him, you don’t deserve him either. How can you when you can’t even be happy for him without having a rage of jealousy surge through your veins. Unrequited love is one of the most potent forms of love there is, every feeling he gives you, she is giving him.

He is your best friend. He is your other half. He is your missing piece.

But he isn’t yours.

He is someone else’s.

But for the time being all you can do is hope, hope that one day he will let you live within the walls of his heart and let you call it home.


I was tagged by @vulpes–vulpes thank you so much!!!
Rules: Answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you want to get to know better (probably won’t tag a full 20 but that’s okay :3)

Nicknames: Ali, some of my friends call me Sofia, Grandad of course, and Leroy (don’t ask lol)
Star sign: Capricorn
Height: 5′0 :^)
Time right now: 6:35pm
Last thing you googled: a google image search for “bird” because I wanted to draw a bird on my friend’s arm….there’s a story there lol
Fave music artist: oh boy there’s lots, twenty one pilots, Breaking Benjamin, Incubus, Anberlin, Dream Theater, Imagine Dragons, Linkin Park (I see your judgemental looks), Muse. I’m gonna stop now cause I could go on and on
Song stuck in my head: Africa by Toto I’m dyin my dudes it’s been stuck in my head for d a y s
Last movie I watched: Jack Reacher: Never Go Back (it was ok I guess but I never watched the first one lol)
Last TV show I watched: Limitless, it’s this really cool series about a neuro-enhancing drug and I’m low key hooked
What I’m wearing right now: a big ‘ol white t-shirt and black shorts (I’m sick ok gimmee a break)
When I created this blog: I made this blog in like late October of last year
The kind of stuff I post: Pretty much all Voltron related content, occasionally something else will crop up like if I’m tagged
Do I do asks regularly: I mean I try and reblog ask games fairly regularly but I don’t get many actual asks for them ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Why did i choose my URL: I was having a conversation with @eatcherpeas about how Coran would make a great grandad, and it just kinda snowballed from there
Gender: I’m a girl yo
Hogwarts house: uh I think I’m Gryffindor
Pokemon team: lol Team Mystic, I haven’t played in forever tho
Favorite color: I love green, like almost any kind of green
Lucky number: idk??? Like maybe 42 or something
Favorite characters: wow ok so I love Coran obviously, and also literally almost anyone else from Voltron, Leo Valdez (from Percy Jackson), Edward Elric (from Fullmetal Alchemist), Andy (from Parks and Rec), Roxas (from Kingdom Hearts), Saitama (from One Punch Man), Luigi (you can heck off if you think it’s weird that I’m a Luigi stan), Spider-Man aka my husband (I love him so much), Midna (from Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess), and plenty others that I can’t think of right now lol
Number of blankets I sleep with: I have one sheet that I sleep with cause Texas sucks and also I just kinda naturally heat myself at night
Followers: 594 wow ok I haven’t checked in a while and I’m about to hit 600 niCE :^)

Okay so I guess I’ll tag @eatcherpeas @arianaacruzzz @adhdklunk @galra-prince-lance @vodka-aunt-coran @baconator4ever @nightly-spoops @bluethisisforyou @cryptidcriss @qreenpaladin @trulytragic @keiths-stupid-mullet I love you all and I can’t wait to learn more about you!!!

anonymous asked:

hey! <3 do you have any advice on how I can get people to see my art I upload here? I just started a side channel for it (@sofis-sketchbook) and of course no one knows it, but I don't have many followers on my main to promote it to either.. I tagged a few bigger art blogs (including you lol, sorry), but they probably don't search their tag often. Idk, I'd just really like some reviews or advice on my art, but if no one sees it, it's not gonna happen :|

I must admit I don’t search my tag often haha. I’ll check your blog out!!

✨ promos #3

@prcfessorlupin +f -  same @ ur description omg where does one get a remus sob sob. and ur updates tab??? me af too. (i’m gonna stop listing all the things i so #relate ahah) (ur blog is rad ok franca!!) 
@sanapottergryffindor - lovely hp blog!!! voted for hrrypotter eheh but all of them are neat!!! (a heads up that tags don’t show up in the /search or /tag if they’re not on original posts!) 
@howlingremus +f - another remus url u guys i love u omg. your blog is wonderful sandhya! and love the lettering! :) 
@heavenlyoswald - ok but the blue of ur mobile theme is hEAVENLY (eheh) and absolutely lovely multifandom content omg!!?
@slughcrn +f - honestly??? to be honest i thought i was following u??? omg @tumblr whyyy. love ur url bub and ur mobile theme!!! it’s all aesthetic af. (honestly still v confused @ the “follow” button,..??) also i know i just said honestly like 3 times but i’m v muddled rn.

fun promos + short lil compliments

Empty Threats & Hollow Lies- Part Three

Have you ever wondered what John was doing while Dean and Sam were searching for him? Here’s my take on it.

This story begins shortly before Season 1 of Supernatural. Sam’s away at Stanford, Dean is hunting on his own, and you (the reader) have been hunting with John, but now, you’re embarking on a new romantic relationship with him.

Buckle up, kiddos. This is gonna be a bumpy ride. :)

CHARACTERS: John Winchester, Female reader, Pastor Jim Murphy (mentioned)
WARNINGS: Language, oral sex (male receiving, female implied)

TAGS: @crzcorgi, @winchesterenthusiast, @fandommaniacx, @kittenofdoomage, @mrs-squirrel-chester, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @manawhaat, @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog, @mamapeterson, @deandoesthingstome, @aprofoundbondwithdean, @deanwinchester-af, @abaddonwithyall, @spnfanficpond

Part One—-Part Two

Originally posted by darlingcap

John watched you as he brushed his teeth. You hadn’t been able to go back to sleep after your dream. Instead, you’d laid in his arms until just before dawn, when you went ahead and showered, fixed your hair, did your makeup. Now, you were sitting on the edge of the bed, hands folded in your lap, staring out the window.

John walked back into the bathroom and spat into the sink, washing his mouth out before walking into the room, over to the bed and kneeling down in front of you. He set a hand on your knee and you looked at it, before meeting his eyes. You gave him a smile.

“Hey back. Are you okay?”

You nodded, and he clicked his tongue behind his teeth.

“I don’t believe you.”

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  1. search and destroy - the stooges 
  2. bad moon rising - creedence clearwater revival 
  3. nowhere to run - arnold mcculler 
  4. tush - zz top 
  5. we are the league - anti-nowhere league 
  6. life in the fast lane - eagles 
  7. if you’re gonna be dumb - smut peddlers 
  8. born to be wild - steppenwolf 
  9. be a man - black lips 
  10. if the kids are united - sham 69 


Rules: Answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you want to get to know better!

@salexandra thanks for tagging me! 

Nickname:  My name literally only has 2 letters so i dont really have one

Star sign: Gemini

Height: 177cm

Time right now: 22.28

Last thing you googled: I was searching for a job lmao im broke

Fave music artist: Beyoncé, Banks (Im gonna see her live in a week!!!)

Song stuck in my head: River by Bishop Briggs

Last movie I watched: Narnia

Last tv show I watched: The Mentalist

What I’m wearing right now: a flannel and pyjama shorts

When I created this blog: at the end of 2015 when i was still a baby gay

The kind of stuff I post: tbh this blog is a mess so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Do I get asks regularly? not really

Why did I choose my url: Sappho is a lesbian just like me so

Gender: Female

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor 

Pokémon team: I’ve never played Pokémon, oops?

Favorite color: Black

Average hours of sleep: 4-5 bc school :))))

Lucky number: idk i like 11?

Favorite characters: tbh any gay character is probably one of my faves

Dream job: psychologist 

Number of blankets I sleep with: 1

I tag: @queeralex @licking-uranus @heda-sanvers @daddywanheda @shadowknight-danversluthor @lezcorp @svperkara

anonymous asked:

FYI if you include something anywhere in a post at all it shows up when you search for stuff on mobile so maybe be aware of that when you bitch about ships cuz I don't go into the tag for the hate ya feel me? If you use punctuation in the word it doesn't show

look guys i got anon hate for talking about not liking a ship where one person literally killed the other to manipulate him and be his pawn and there’s always gonna be that issue of trust even if one did start to change and learn from that

theres also a huge power imbalance in that one member can and does literally play with the lives of others

and the fandom usually reduces both multifaceted characters down to flamboyant gay stereotypes

wonder why anyone would ever post about disliking it

When you’re talking bad about a ship you dislike on your private post, remember to put punctuation marks or symbols between the letters of the ship name so it won’t show up on the ship tag search results.

Also, don’t put full ship names in the post tags either. They still show up in the search.

People who go through the ship tags come for specific ship contents. They don’t want to see you complaining about the ships or making fun of them. No matter how much you complain about how other people’s tastes don’t cater to yours (and therefore ‘bad’), no one’s gonna have a moment of epiphany and stop enjoying whatever they’re enjoying.

Common courtesy for other users, please.

the negative post

when i feel shitty i’m gonna reblog this and rant in the tags. that way i can just search the title on my blog and delete them all after