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BTS Reaction: They Punish You.

- Request: Can you do a bts reaction of them punishing you? -

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You had been teasing Jin all day in front of the members, and all Jin could think about was how he was going to punish you when the two of you got back home. When you both finally returned to your house, you had acted completely innocent towards him, pretending as if you had forgotten about the teasing you had done earlier.

“Stop acting innocent - we both know you aren’t getting away with this.”

It wasn’t long before the both of you started making out. You asked him to go down on you to which he laughed.

“I think you’re forgetting about your punishment. You’re not getting any pleasure out of this tonight, Kitten. Now on your knees, I want to feel your mouth around me.”

Originally posted by taeguk


“What did I say about moaning?” Yoongi asked angrily as he still continued to thrust himself into you from behind. Yet again, you let out another muffled curse into your pillow in attempt to conceal your screaming. “Bad, bad girl.” Yoongi mumbled, tutting afterward.

Yoongi lowered his body, leaning down, his chest barely pressing against your back. Yoongi’s hot breath brushed against your ear, which only caused you to shiver. His lips curled into a smirk, feeling extremely cocky with himself that he - and only he - could make you feel this way.

“I didn’t want to punish you tonight, but fuck - you just can’t seem to keep your goddamn mouth closed.” He said, pulling himself out from your folds. “Naughty girls deserve to be spanked, don’t they?”

Originally posted by no-ass-namjoon


“You just can’t keep yourself from breaking the rules, can you?” Namjoon asked, forcefully pushing you onto the bed. “You were blatantly flirting with Taehyung right in front of me. I think you need reminding of who you belong to.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy..” You pathetically apologised.

Namjoon chuckled darkly. “It’s a bit too late for apologies. Tonight, you’re not allowed to orgasm - got it?”

Originally posted by sosjimin


“You know what? I warned you to stop being bratty. I treat you like a goddamn princess, and this is what I get?” Hoseok said bitterly. You constantly picked fights with Hoseok, only because Hoseok was rarely at home because of his work to take care of your needs.

“I’m not fucking you until you stop acting like this.”

Your eyes widened, not used to this sort of punishment from Hoseok. “Daddy, I’m sorry!” You cried out your apology, but Hoseok just shook his head.

“No, Kitten, naughty girls like you need to be taught a lesson.”

Originally posted by hobis-moving-castle


Taehyung absolutely despised when you teased him in public. You wouldn’t do it often, knowing there would always be a punishment that came with it, but today you were feeling particularly horny, so you didn’t hesitate to touch him beneath the table at a restaurant. Taehyung warned you, telling you to stop what you were doing but you still continued to rub him through his jeans, feeling him grow hard under your touch.

When you both arrived home, you both were quick to remove each others clothes, and to get yourselves into the bedroom.

Taehyung was thrusting himself in and out of you at a painfully slow pace, so you begged for him to fuck you senseless, the slow teasing movements only frustrating you.

Taehyung chuckled. “No. I told you to stop teasing me earlier, however you didn’t listen. I get to fuck you how I want to, Kitten.”

And he didn’t even let you climax after, either.

Originally posted by jimin-bts-trashs


As Jimin was just about to release, you pulled your mouth away from his throbbing member. Jimin looked down at you with a look of anger on his face.

“What the fuck? Since when did you control when I cum or not?” Jimin questioned, extremely frustrated that you didn’t let him finish.

“I’m just needy, Daddy.. I want to feel you inside of me.”

Jimin scoffed at you. You had always been good for Jimin during sex, following his rules, so he was confused why you had suddenely disobeyed one of Jimin’s main rules which was that only Daddy controlled your orgasms, and that you didn’t get to control his.

“Well Daddy isn’t touching you now. Finish what you started or I swear to God, I won’t touch you for a fucking month.”

Originally posted by dirtywaaater


You had worn the most revealing thing in your closet around Jungkook and the members. You wanted to tease Jungkook, and drop the hint that you wanted to be fucked, without having to beg him. The members jaws dropped when they saw you, their eyes glued to you as you walked around the house.

Jungkook was already growing hard, and he couldn’t stand the way his friends were looking at you, so immediately he told them to leave.

As soon as they left, Jungkook pushed you up against the wall, licking his lips as he stared down at your body. “You only wear this stuff when only I’m around.. What the hell was you thinking?”

You smirked. “I just want you so badly, Jungkook..”

“Oh really?” Jungkook cocked an eyebrow, lifting his head so his eyes gazed into yours. “What about if I don’t give you my cock? It would serve you right for teasing me like this..”

“No! Please, Jungkook.. I won’t do it again, I promise.”

“Fine, I’ll fuck you.. just really, really slow.”

Originally posted by jungkookpresent

warm | jonerys [got] fic | jonerys week

Title: Warm
Characters/Pairings: Jon/Dany, Arya, Bran, Ghost
Rating: G
Spoilers/Warnings: R + L = J, post-season 7
Word Count: ~3,245
Summary: Three days had passed since Bran told him his true origin, and two had gone by after he had called up his bannermen and Daenery’s armies to prepare a plan and get ready, for the Dead were marching from Eastwatch. He had felt her stare on him during the whole reunion, everyone seeming to mind the way he had refused to look at her more than necessary.
A/N: I know it sounds sad, but it isn’t. I swear. This was made for Jonerys Week, day 1: Fluff. Also, Dany/Arya interaction was totally inspired by late night conversations with @queerafdonna.

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Vanilla Sex// Ethan Dolan Imagine +


A/N: Hey what up I’m not dead! Sorry for being MIA on this account, school has been so stressful and I completely abandoned my tumblr account. I’m back now though! 


Smut creds to: @smokedluh


Your day was exhausting as you had such a hard day at work.All you wanted to do was go to your boyfriend of a year and cuddle up next to him as the two of you talked about your day. The twins and Jack were all currently at the warehouse recording a video for the week. Ethan was always at the warehouse and it has technically become your second home. 

You decided that instead of going home and waiting for him to get there, you would go over to the warehouse and surprise him. Parking the car by the door entrance you turned your car off and stepped out. Using the copy that Ethan gave you many months ago you opened the door and quietly stepped in. As you approached the kitchen you could hear all four of the boys booming voices echoing through the thin walls. 

As you got closer to them you could clearly hear everything they were saying. 

“How are things with Y/N?” You heard Jack ask your boyfriend. 

Curiosity filed your body so instead of going in and interrupting them you pressed yourself against the wall and eavesdropped on them. 

“Things are going great man, It’s just that….you know what never mind.” Ethan trailed off as he shook his head dismissing whatever he was about to say. Mentally you urged the boys to ask him what was on his mind because you wanted to know what he was going to say. 

“What? Just say it bro we aren’t going to judge you.” Grayson urged his twin as he was curious himself on knowing what he could possibly say. All he received was utter silence from Ethan. 

At this point a lot of thoughts were crossing through your mind. Did he not love you anymore? Did you do something to annoy him? Does he not like my curves? Was I too much for him? All of this was silenced with the comment he made next. 

“It’s the sex man. I mean don’t get me wrong we have amazing sex but it’s all vanilla you know?” He shrugged while the boys hummed in agreement. 

This hurt you because you always thought that the sex was fine. You never thought that he hated the most intimate part of your relationship so much. 

“Talk to her about it. Sometimes girl have this freaky side to them that you don’t know about until you ask for more,” Jack suggested to your boyfriend and you nodded your head agreeing with him. Ethan should just grow a pair and tell you about how he felt instead of telling his twin and friend about it first. 

“I don’t want to hurt her feelings though. Like i said before it’s not bad. I just think its boring to do the same thing over and over again all the time. I just wish we added something new to our sex lives.” He replied back. 

This was when you had enough of listening in on their conversation. Stepping away from the wall you walked right out of the warehouse and drove right to the mall to buy a few things. 

You were ready to show Ethan a side to you that you were always afraid to show him. 

You stared at your reflection in the mirror as you fluffed up your hair one last time. You knew Ethan would be home any minute. The red two piece lingerie hugged your curves perfectly. The bra was a mesh red bra with only a thin material covering the nipple. The red thong rested perfectly on the curve of your hips while hiding your heat away from Ethan’s view. You loved how sexy it made you feel and you were positive that Ethan would love it as well. 

The lights were dimmed and candles were scattered around the room filling it with a vanilla scent. You purposely chose that smell to remind Ethan that you weren’t all vanilla. 

Hearing the front door open you quickly ran over to the king sized bed and kneeled on the sheets. 

“Baby what’s-damn,” he gasped out as his eyes widened at the site of you having your legs spread open as you sat on the bed. 

“Why don’t you come over here and I’ll show you what’s going on?” You flirted while spreading your legs fully open allowing him to slide his body through them. Lying down on the bed as Ethan’s muscular bod hovered above you. You felt your heart rate pick up nervous on how he would react to your actions. 

“I can’t wait to rip this off of you,” Ethan whispered into your ear as his hands ran down your body resting on the curve of your hips. You felt his hands slide under the thing material of the thong and lightly pinch your skin. 

Smirking up at your boyfriend you decided that now would be a great time to tease him. Ghosting your lips over his you lower your hand down and lightly press your palm on his hardening cock. 

Attaching your lips to his neck, you lick and suck his sweet spot. 

You hear a light moan escape his lips making you heat grow, now soaking your panties. 

“Fuck if you don’t let me do something soon I’m going to ruin you,” Ethan moaned out as he lightly bit your shoulder. 

“That doesn’t sound too bad,” you smirked as you took your hand away from where he needed you most and quickly flipped him around. Now you were straddling him with your hands resting on his chest. You were dominating him and he loved it.  

He peers over your arm, and his hands quickly rest on your ass, giving it a hard smack. His favorite thing on you was and you quote “your fat ass.” 

Jumping forward a little at the contact, you grind slowly on his crotch watching him squirm under you.

 “Stop teasing.” he groans, but it was no use because you loved seeing him all vulnerable under your touch. 

 You continued to slowly grind onto his crotch, sometimes pressing down a little creating a pleasuring pressure for him.

His hands roam your entire body as he tries to touch you and as much as you love it you decided that tonight he wouldn’t be allowed to touch you for a while. 

“Tonight’s gonna be a little different.” you say as you push his hands above his head and the other reaching for bag of things you bought today. 

“You can pick what you wanna use first.” you say biting your lip seductively at your bewildered boyfriend. 

 Leaning up, he started rummaging through the bag, his eyes occasionally widening at the sight of the stuff in there. 

Pulling out a blue vibrator, he quickly flips you over sucking on your neck, making sure to leave a trail of hickeys. 

 Sighing, you wrap your hands around the back of his neck, tugging at the napes of his hair. He grabs both hands and holds them above your head, not stopping his actions. “Mmm, that’s what the handcuffs are for.” you say while looking up at him with lust filled eyes.

 “I’ll use those later.” He says smirking up at you as his hands trail down your body creating goosebumps all around your skin. Getting down to your panties, he lifts them down agonizingly slow.

 “You’re always so wet for me Y/N.” he moans as he stares at your throbbing clit all wet and ready for him. 

 “All for you baby.” you smirk with your eyes staring at him begging for him to touch you already.

 Gasping as his lips close around your clit you begin to feel his tongue licking stripes up and down. Your toes curl at the vast pleasure coursing through your body as he eats you out. Your breathing grows heavy as you let out a loud moan while tugging at the top of his hair begging for more. 

 He busts out with his tricks; drawing patterns, figure 8’s, you name it he was doing it. 

“Fuck E, just like that.” you moan licking your bottom lip that’s was now becoming dry. Ethan knew your body like no other, and he knew what to do to get you squirming and coming under his touch in seconds, but tonight. Tonight I could tell he wanted to take his time, enjoy it and tease you. 

Soon you felt cold as his lips pulled out from you. You groan missing his pleasuring tongue but you knew it would soon be replaced by his huge cock that would make you orgasm in the best way possible. 

Getting the vibrator, he slowly enters the vibrator in you, pushing it in out and slowly. After a few moments of that, he turns up the setting to medium, making you jolt from the pleasure. 

“Shit!” you moan while fisting the sheets into your hand not used to the feeling of the vibration inside your body. 

He soon starts thrusting the vibrator faster and faster inside of you hitting your g-spot perfectly as he does so. 

Your stomach begins to tighten letting you know that you were about to cum. 

“You like that Y/N?” He whispers in my ear while his empty hand reaches up to your boob and gives it a tight squeeze. 

He soon decided to turn it up to the highest speed, causing you to scream out looking down at his hands and seeing the vibrator soaked in your juices. 

“I’m gonna cum baby.” you warn while wrapping your legs around his back. 

“Nothings stopping you Y/N,” he moans out as he peppers kissing on the top of your boob that has yet to be taken out of the tight bra. 

Curses and pants leave your mouth as you orgasm washes over your body. Ethan stills his movements but leaves the vibrator in you until he sees that you have gone down from your high. 

“Not done with you yet.” He smirks while pulling off his sweatpants revealing the outline of his hard dick.  Sitting up, you get on your knees and grab the hem of his underwear, You pull his underwear down, his erection slapped on his stomach, leaking with pre-cum. The sight made your mouth water. 

Putting it to your mouth, he taps the tip on your lips wanting to have your lips around him immediately. 

“Suck.” He demands. Obeying, you take him in your mouth sucking at the tip until you get halfway down not being able to take the rest in. 

Wrapping your hand around whatever you couldn’t fit in your mouth you begin to pump him. 

Spit falls from your mouth and onto your chest as you bob your head on his cock back and forth. 

“Just like that Y/N.” he groans while tangling his hands in your hair tugging when his body would be filled with extreme pleasure. 

 Looking up at him innocently, you take him all the way in your mouth until he hits the back of my throat. You knew he loved seeing you do that. 

“Fuck.” He says under his breath. “Can i mouth fuck you?” He asks with a pant.  Even during things like this, he was so polite always asking you before doing something to make sure you were okay with it. 

 Humming yes on his dick, he jerks a little, the vibrations doing something to him. Grabbing your hair, he thrusts his dick inside your mouth at a fast pace, his dick hitting the back of my throat every time. 

He twitches inside your mouth before pulling out. “Why’d you stop?” you ask with a hoarse voice.

 “Don’t wanna cum just yet.” He says flipping you over onto my stomach. Grabbing the handcuffs, he cuffs one on your wrist and the other to the top of the bedpost. Gasping as you feel his tip lightly brush your throbbing clit you tilt your head back to look at him. 

You soon feel him fully thrust into you, not giving you enough time to adjust to his size. 

“Fuck.” you moan lowly while pressing your face into the pillow loving him being inside of you. 

He starts to thrusts at a regular pace, like he usually does before things really get heated. After a few moments of his normal paced thrusts, he grips my hips and starts to thrust faster. 

“You’re so fucking tight baby.” He says loud enough for both of us to hear. “Fuck baby maybe stretch me out with those big fingers of yours next time.” You moan out as he starts to hit your g-spot. 

Moans erupt from your throat and occasional screams when he plays with your breast. 

 Groans and swear words leave Ethan’s lips, before one hand leaves your hips and goes into your hair, wrapping it around his hand and pulling it a little.

 “You like it when I pull your hair? Hm, you like it when I fuck you hard and rough?” He asks in your ear. 

Ethan was fucking me so good, I couldn’t even give a response until he tugged my hair harder. “Answer me.” He says in a demanding tone. 

“Y-yes! Yes, Ethan keep fucking me like that.” you moan out as you feel his thrust getting painfully slow. 

Ethan stops his actions, before thrusting deep inside of you, so deep that he was hitting your g-spot at a perfect angle.

 “Holy-oh my gosh please don’t stop, E.” You whimper.

 Only sounds that could be heard were our moans and our skin slapping together and gosh you hoped Grayson wouldn’t be home anytime soon. 

 You never wanted this to end, but you knew that it would soon end because you felt that familiar tight bundle at the bottom of your stomach. 

“Wait, stop.“ you say and you soon feel him stop all his movements and pulling out of you. 

“Why, what’s wrong?” He asks concerned at the thought that he was doing something you didn’t want. 

 Grabbing the key off the nightstand, you unlock the cuffs before turning around to face your sweaty and worried boyfriend.   

Laying on your back, he repositions himself to your opening. “You okay now?” He asks. 

“Yeah, but one more thing.” you say going for the kill. “What is it?” He ask while furrowing his eyebrows.

 “I want you to choke me while you fuck me.” you say while biting your lip nervously. Smirking, he thrusts back inside while his hands snake around your neck. 

Smiling into it, your mouth forms into an ‘O’, as he continues his deep, hard thrusts. 

“Fuck.Yes.” I moan with each thrusts. “Fuck I’m gonna cum.” He says before moving down to my neck, kissing it tenderly. 

Intertwining our fingers, he whimper and groans into your neck as you both cum together. 

“Holy- fuck Ethan!” you moan out as you cum out for the second time that night. 

 Pants and moans leave your mouth as your second orgasm comes down. Rolling over, his chest heaves up and down before he starts to cuddle you from behind.

 “Best sex ever.” He mumbles into your hair as he presses a tender kiss on top of it. 

 “You still think our sex’s vanilla?” you ask feeling slightly insecure about your sex life. 

You feel him tense up behind you and he quickly sits up looking down at you with a guilty expression. 

 “You heard?” He asks you as he runs his hand through his hair. 

 “Yeah.” you say in a sad tone while sitting up and staring at your hands. 

 “Y/N, I’m sorry.” He says quickly apologizing feeling extremely guilty for talking about it with the boys. 

“It’s okay…..but why didn’t you tell me about it? Why go to the boys first?” You ask turning around to face him wanting to know why he did that.

 “I just didn’t want to hurt your feelings. Next time I’ll say something, I promise. I know it was really shitty of me to go to the boys first and not tell you about it.” He says kissing your forehead. 

 “I mean I’ve always had a inner freak in me. If you would have asked I would have shown you sooner.” you tease while giggling at your boyfriends expression. 

“I know.” He smirks while capturing your lips in a sweet kiss.

 “I love you.” you say once you pull away from his kiss.  “ I love you too.” He says planting a quick kiss to your lips before pulling up into him and lying down on the bed. You rested on top of him your lips both on either side of his lips and your head resting perfectly on his naked chest. 

“I just realized we never took this off the entire night,” Ethan mumbles while pulling at the strap of your bra. 

“Oh yeah,” you mumble while sitting up and reaching behind you. Quickly snapping the bra off you slide it down your shoulders and threw the bra behind you. Before you could lay back down to cuddle Ethan you felt his hands cup both your boobs lightly grazing your nipple. 

“Round two?” He smirks up at you with a raised eyebrow. 

“Thought you would never ask,” you smirk back before pushing him back down and bringing him into a passionate kiss. 

Originally posted by tuesdaygirl8055

Leave You - Andre Burakovsky #4.2

about/request: could you possibly do a part 2 to the andre one with the kid?? that one was so adorable, and if you do choose to write a part 2, it could be maybe 1-2 years down the track and it’s even more family oriented???

warnings: none

authors note: this is the fluffiest thing i’ve ever written wow. i hope you enjoy it, i did end up making it a little bit down the line!!

word count: 1461

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glittery-cyan-skies  asked:

So my parents want me to stop having chewing necklaces because they believe it's a substitute for escaping to properly deal with my anxiety. And now I'm starting to think the same thing. Any thoughts?

Oh boy, my first response to this was unprintable but now I’m back and will try to unpack things a bit, because there’s a lot here for just 2 sentences. 

Your parents’ opinion sounds a lot like another form of Quiet Hands (also a good read on quiet hands) or Stimming is Socially Inappropriate. Autistic bodies often make non-autistic people uncomfortable and as a result they make up “rules” about what we can or can’t do, mostly so that they can feel more comfortable. 

Of course I don’t know your parents, so their reasoning could be totally different and well meaning. Perhaps asking some questions would help you sort out your feelings and then present them to your parents. Things like: 

How do you want to deal with anxiety? Does having a chewing necklace help? Does stimming help? Are there other things that might help? Therapy? Medication? Accommodations? Lifestyle changes? Some combination of these together with your natural coping mechanisms? 

How do your parents feel about what you want? Are they willing to help you make the changes you seek? Or do they want you to suck it up and do the things that make you anxious without accommodations or supports? Sometimes by “deal with” people actually mean “make go away” and when it comes to anxiety that’s not realistic. 

It help to ask your parents what they mean by dealing with your anxiety. Do they expect it to go away? To not prevent you from doing a specific thing? To not be present in daily life? To be manageable? To be worked with in a way that allows you to do things with support or accommodations? 

Thinking that not having a chewing necklace will force you to deal with your anxiety is a really simplistic view of anxiety tbh. Like if someone told me to deal with anxiety by taking away my stimming objects, I’d literally start having anxiety about my anxiety. 

Finally, because it might help, I’ll share a little about how I decided to deal with my own anxiety. The thing that helped the most was realizing that my anxiety isn’t disordered (linked blog post is specifically about social anxiety but you may be able to extrapolate to your own forms of anxiety?). 

As an autistic person, I’ve accepted that the world around me can be incredibly confusing and stressful and over time (especially as a younger person), that stress and confusion gets wound into a churning ball of anxiety. 

It was only when I finally stopped to look at where the roots of the anxiety were, that I was able to start making helpful changes. Mostly these involved accommodations, asking for support from loved ones, learning to say no to things that were just too much and resolving to be my gloriously autistic self whenever reasonably possible, even if that makes some people uncomfortable. 

As an autistic or otherwise disabled person, having agency over our bodies is so important and life giving. 


Nialla wanders the halls of the estate, wondering how she could sneak off to see Killian without anyone noticing. She was worried he would brush her off even if she did manage to track him down. 

Nialla frustrated: Ugh. I HATE this! I hate how Kill refuses to accept what we have unless I wear him down. It’s so tiring having to chase him and convince him all the time. And now that he’s back with Selina, it’s even worse.

She’s lost in her thoughts and nearly bumps into Maxine, who was making her way to the pool.

Nialla snaps: Watch where you’re going, Maxine, you clumsy thing!

“You bumped into me!” Maxine thinks to herself, but she decides to ignore Nialla’s nasty tone.

Maxine softly: Sorry, Nialla. Hey. My friends are here by the pool. Are you joining us?

Nialla: *sarcastic laugh* Absolutely not. Your friends look as boring and backwards as you do.

Maxine frowns: That’s very unkind of you to say, Nialla. *sighs sadly* But okay- talk to you later.

artasticjunction  asked:

Dude!! I love your voice acting, it's wild to me that you can have such a range voices. Any advice for other aspiring voice actors?

Punch 3 babies and drink the blood from their sunken skulls. Lol Nah im just kidding. Honestly, just make content. Doesnt matter what it is, just make it. And dont worry about it being seen by people bc you arent making it for other people. You are making it for you! If you wanna get good, you will improve naturally. I was not making content while voice acting for like 4 years. Until i started to make shit. I didnt improve. I was just some same sounding scrub, but after making content, putting my voice out there, I started to want to improve. It became addicting. Now im on my 5th mic set up and could have bought a car with the amount of money I’ve spent on mics. (like a used car but not shitty used, but still used) Anyway… im rambling and supposed to be finishing editing a Sassy Zen dub to put out today… so yea! Take this knowledge and get out of my garage with my new Lamborghini.

modernstoryteller  asked:

Sketches are sketches yes, but sketches are good for practice as well. They help build the foundations of what comes later. For example a talented chef does not always create a three course banquet. This does not mean when the Chef makes a simple Mac and Cheese that this is not tasty. To those who like Mac and Cheese it could be really really good, and they rave on about it. But the chef might not listen because it is not what it normally can make. In other words, don't worry too much. Have Fun.

Funny thing - if people talk about something philosophical and try to support somebody (mostly in art)  they give as an example cooks

Originally posted by raenchels

Maybe sketches will help me, maybe not. Now i feel like i can do only them

anyway, thanks that you care about me, its very nice and i feel a little better 

i`ll try my best for you

anonymous asked:

I joined an ace message group and I feel very disillusioned by the way people communicate and what they say. I know it was naive to think I'd just randomly feel a connection to these strangers, but not liking the group at all makes me kind of sad. :/ I'm abroad right now and I could really use a hug, so I guess it's affecting me more than it should... :(

I hate when that happens! It happens to me sometimes and it’s still disheartening even if not seemingly logical. May I give you a hug in gif form?

Originally posted by idolos-frases

terrifiedtwinning  asked:

If someone were to eat you, how would they make your stay the most enjoyable?

Oh my….

Well first of all, the pre-vore is very important to set the mood. Cutesy teasing like “you look so cute, I could eat you right up” or passive aggressive teasing like “Oh, hear that? My belly sure is making a ruckus, if only there was something I could eat to sate my appetite…” is super cheesy but I LOVE it. Gotta have licks and mouth play too, of course. My ideal tummy environment would be either empty or full of ramen soup or something that I was eaten along with. Belches are always extremely hot, and when the pred starts rubbing at his swollen belly, commenting on how full he is and cooing over his meal… that’s it, I’m basically in heaven. I know it sounds a little self-absorbed, but I just wanna satisfy a handsome man and have him tease and dote over me while blissfully dozing off…

“Come on, Integra. Fight. Show me wrong about Britannians. Fight!” he snarled in Breton, his tone rising with desperation.

“Fuck you!” Integra immediately screamed back in Wallachian, her eyes opening and cleared slightly in her rage as she switched back to Breton. “Fuck you, Vladislav! I wish… I wish you could fucking feel what I was feeling right now! When this is over I’m going to make you pay! Fuck!”

Chapter 3 of Love on the Battlefield is up! Sorry for the delay! As always, co-writing and art credit to @aluwucard/@thiscatdraws

When I first watched the original Blade Runner 10 years ago, I found it amusing how the advances in technology were represented. There were androids and flying cars, but people still used film cameras and made physical photos. I think that’s even more amusing today now that we have smartphones that take photos and do everything for us, but we still drive regular gas cars on paved highways. 

The story at the core of Blade Runner isn’t really about technology, of course, and it mixes futuristic imaginings with well-worn tropes from mid-20th-century noir films and detective novels. The question that drives Blade Runner is: what makes someone human?

Depending on which version you watch (theatrical or director’s cut), you might get a very different answer. Your answer could also depend on your gender and sexuality, and how you are used to seeing yourself represented in fiction. You might see yourself in Deckard, Rachael, Pris, or even Roy. 

So, what makes us worthy of calling ourselves human? Was Rachael not really human, even if she deeply believed it, until Deckard loved her? Did Deckard’s love for Rachael and identification with the Replicants mean he was not human? 

If a human and a Replicant fall in love, does that make the Replicant a human or does it make the human a Replicant? 

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☔️ Purple Rain🦄

Trying to sail, where the seas are run
Running away from a battle which can never be won
I have lost my nerves and I have lost my soul
I don’t even know what is my goal

I never cared for anything other then those setting suns
Now i say these things should never be done
Your path is wrong, and you have paid the cost
Everything you learned to care for,
Is now forever lost

So, I ask all your messiahs
To cast their eyes on me
And take me out of my misery
They will see a man
Who could never be free
Who could never know in time
What he needed to be
Who could never make anyone smile
Or help anyone even if he tried
Only give them sorrows and pain
Leave them dancing in the
Purple rain


Originally posted by zakeno

anonymous asked:

3,4, and 29?

3. do you want kids?

I don’t know! I’ve always been told that I would make a wonderful mother, and I think it could be wonderful to have kids, but for now I’m too busy to even consider it.

4. if you do, will you adopt or use some other form of child birth?

I am totally down for adoption, but as I don’t know about having kids full-stop, I’m not sure of the method I would use to acquire said kids.

29. what is the most uncomfortable / strange coming out experience you have

Most of my coming out experiences are the same, honestly.
“I’m a pansexual!”
“What the fuck does that mean?”
More frustrating than uncomfortable, really.


Akira’s POV

“I can’t believe it!” I snapped a little too loudly. “Kelly, you’re such an idiot. How could you give in to him like that?”

He pushed to his feet and glared at me, his cheeks red with anger. “I said it’s none of your business. Sebastian never left me then, and he’s not leaving me now.”

“Then where is he? If he cared so much, shouldn’t he be here?” He opened his mouth to speak, but I stepped closer into his personal space, cutting him off and making him stumble back slightly. “He’s not here because he got what he wanted and now he’s done with you. This is exactly why I told you to stay away from him, and now I have to make him pay.”

His lips began trembling before he fell to the porch again. I frowned instantly when I realized he was about to start crying. “Just go away, Akira.”

I sighed. “Kelly, I’m sorry. You need to understand the truth. You’re a sweet guy, but most aren’t. They just use-” I began before a buzzing sound interrupted me. It was Kelly’s phone. He pulled it out, tears shining in is eyes. I don’t know who it was or what it said, but it seemed to make him stop.

“If he didn’t care, then why is he texting me?”

I narrow my eyes. “It’s just a text. What does it even say?” He didn’t answer, instead replying quickly. I reached to grab it before he sent whatever he was writing, but it was too late. I glared intently at him, opening my mouth to speak and being shut up by an intense glare in return from Kelly.

“Just leave me alone, Akira. Sebastian is coming over to get me.”

“I won’t let him take you. Not again.”

“It’s not your decision,” he said with a huff before getting to his feet and moving around me to wait by the road.

I turned and stared at his back before moving over to his side. “Fine, go over to his house. Get in trouble some more and let Sebastian break your heart. In the meantime, I’m going to find a way to make you forget he ever existed.”

He turned to me, his glare still prominent. “If you were really my friend, you’d understand why he’s so important to me. Just…go home. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”

I growled low in my throat. “Fine, Kelly. Enjoy your night.” I walk away before he could reply, knowing full well he was probably going to cry some more. He’s too nice to be mean and not feel guilty about it. I hate that I made him cry, but sometimes I lose my temper. I refuse to lose Kelly to that obnoxious pretty boy. I know exactly how to take care of him.


anonymous asked:

On Thursday i already finished my assignments in class so my best friend told me to meet him outside. When I went out he told me that he knew my "weaknesses", I asked what he was talking about and he replied "there's certain things I could say that could destroy you... isn't that right princess?" I was blushing and stuttering so much. Now knowimg for certain for the rest of the day he would discreetly call me kitten/princess whenever he saw me, making me blush and squirm.- 💚

That’s very cute, props to him for being brave enough to do all that

capslockconfessions  asked:

firefly red- what gives you purpose?

firefly red: what gives you purpose?

the idea that in whatever minute capacity, either now or later in life, I’ll be able to make this world a little easier for others to exist within (could this sound more pretentious? oops)

crayola crayon colour asks
Agents of SHIELD Coming Home: chapter 12 Archive of Our Own
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 12: Melinda makes a decision. Phil’s mission concludes. 

Note: Still awaiting deployment because things in Puerto Rico are much worse than people originally thought and they don’t want us to be a drain on resources right now. But we’ve heard that we could be leaving as soon as tomorrow. We’ll see. For now, I’ll continue to work on this and update if possible.Thanks for the support!