okay guys i went back on

Go Fish

A/N: I just noticed that I didn’t post this during the celebration…. so here it is… My Bad guys!

Uno, Back In

Prompt: Part Three (and probably final unless I get more than one person asking) of the Card series.

You had been working your new job for a few months now, you came to work you had coffee waiting for you at your desk, you worked until lunch where you had lunch with the other secretaries (okay, they were former SHIELD agents, and didn’t look like secretaries, but still).  Before you went back to work until about five. You too the elevator down and went home, talking to Jarvis the whole way down and slowly getting over your fear of elevators. Some days you’d even get to see Doctor Banner if he wasn’t too busy. It was nice, and it was routine.

Until the Tower was randomly attacked. The former SHIELD agents sprang into action as the tower shook. You wanted to dive under your desk and stay there, but as the other secretaries pulled out guns Had they been strapped this entire time?!? someone else entered the room. Doctor Banner, he nodded to them as they ran out and he reached for you, “Y/N, There you are,” he said and you fell into step with him as he guided you out of the lobby towards the emergency stairwell. “Come on, the emergency evacuation is enacted the moment the Tower is attacked, you have to get out of here.”

You looked back at Doctor Banner as you stepped through the doorway into arguably the soundest and most fortified part of the building, “What about you?”

Doctor Banner smiled, “I’ll be fine.” That was when you saw something fly towards the window that was behind him.

Your face fell when you saw it coming “Doctor Banner,” you said while you reached for him, to pull you inside the stairwell with you. Doctor Banner turned to look back by the time you had locked onto his arm, you pulled hims forward while he turned back, you saw green, then there was an explosion, you were knocked out with a loud roar and ringing in your ears.

You woke up in the hospital. You were fine-ish. You had a headache and could tell that there was a lot of bruises forming. You looked to the right to find none other than Natasha Romanov, otherwise known as the Black Widow, sitting by your bedside, You had seen her briefly, for a moment or two at the tower. She gave you a small smile, “Hello Y/N. How are you?”

You cleared your throat, “Very beat up, but otherwise, pretty okay.”

“Good,” she stood and went to get you a cup of water, “Well, from what I heard from the Doctor, you’ll be fine. The Big Guy took a lot of the damage.”

“Is he okay,” You asked taking the cup from her, “ I don’t remember much…”

Natasha nodded, “Yeah, he made it out okay. So don’t worry about it, he actually handed you off to me and I brought you here.”

“Shouldn’t you have been helping,” You asked, one eyebrow raised.

“Oh, I did,” she smiled, like a mountain lion, you decided, pride radiation off of her, “did pretty well when I got back. But, thought I’d come check on you.”

“Thank you,” You said, finishing your water, “ I appreciate it.”

“No problem,” she noting as she left just as a doctor and nurse walked in to check you out before they dismissed you.

Your business went on as usual, until someone got footage of Hulk carrying you to the ground floor. Not only that, but Natasha approaching him and getting him to hand you over to her. Paparazzi and fans of Hulk wanted to get you pictures and interviews. You avoided them while trying to get through your daily routine.

Apparently, that was what made it easy for you to be grabbed on your way to work. You were dragged into that van kicking and screaming, you dropped your purse and got one good right hook to one of the attackers, but it didn’t do much good.

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So today started out dumb, but this afternoon was AWESOME.

I’m on the porch attempting to construct a railing for the stairs when I notice a weird noise. Like, a kind of droning or buzzing? And it’s getting loud. So I investigate. It’s coming from the neighbor’s yard. 

It is a metric fuckton of bees. I have never seen so many bees in my life. It is a fucking swarm of bees, and I have been reading about bees because I got a wild hair a few weeks back about wanting a hive of my own, but haven’t yet convinced Husbandthing, and there is suddenly a SWARMING HERD OF WILD HONEYBEES IN THE NEIGHBOR’S YARD.

I see postings on the neighborhood page all the time for feral swarm collection, but I also know the guy in the house across the alley just set up a hive. “Hey I think your hive escaped,” I text him. 

He calls me back about three minutes later. Turns out, the swarm he was supposed to get never came; the company went out of business and his order got cancelled, and he’d found out HALF AN HOUR AGO. And he says he’s got a friend who is a professional beekeeper, and he’s going to go pick her up and would it be okay if they came and got this swarm please please please?

So Bee Neighbor and Professional Beekeeper show up and immediately don bee suits. Apparently there is fierce competition for feral swarms, and the swarm in the neighbor’s tree is HUGE, and also twenty feet off the ground, and Bee Neighbor wants them very badly. 

The tree the bees are in is in a yard belonging to neither of us, so we go knock on the door, but there’s no answer. I knock on the house adjacent to it, but that guy’s not home either. Finally, I text the neighbor on the other side of me to see if he’s got contact info for the property owner, who is incredibly shy and in three years has never made eye contact. No luck. 

So…we trespass. We get my extension ladder, and Bee Neighbor climbs the tree while Professional Beekeeper stands on the ladder and walks him through the swarm collection. Turns out, you just shake the swarm into a box, and as long as the queen makes it into the box, the rest of the swarm will eventually follow. Bee Neighbor has never collected a swarm before (this is, in fact, his very first swarm of bees ever) and it takes the two of them the better part of an hour in the tree trying to shake the swarm into the box. 

Bees eventually get into the box. Bee Neighbor gets out of the tree without dying, and Professional Beekeeper examines the swarm and makes pleased noises. At this point, the box is the neighbor’s driveway, and about two thirds of the swarm is still milling around the box all confused. Since the neighbor isn’t home and we can’t contact him, he risks coming and parking right in the middle of a huge cloud of bees. Professional Beekeeper doesn’t want to move the box too far away, because we risk the milling bees losing the queen’s scent and never going into the box. An equidistant point between the current location and Bee Neighbor’s yard is the top of my recycling bin. 

So they put the box of bees on my recycling bin, and I text Husbandthing.

Now I have a box of bees that I am babysitting. They’re being all lazy and dopey and bumbling around. I think I might be in love. Bee Neighbor will pick the box up later tonight and put them in his hive, and then the bees will be MY neighbors too!!

THIS HAS BEEN THE BEST DAY EVER

VLD, Season 3, Episode 1
  • Shiro, casually walking onto the bridge with a Sephora bag and a mango smoothie: "Hey guys, sorry I'm late, I noticed before we went into the astral plane that I was out of eyeliner...oh." *sees everyone yelling and pointing frantically at maps*
  • Shiro, slowly backing out of the bridge: "O-okay, I'll, uh, just be in my room."
  • Shiro, later, to himself: "I wonder what that was all about..."

anonymous asked:

I can tell you've been through a bad breakup, what did your ex do for you to leave him? I've been following you for years and you're always so positive so I hate to see you down..

Our last encounter he locked me in a room for two hours and verbally abused me, damaged my shit, threw my phone and fucked it up so badly I had to get another one, at the same time he hit me and head butted me, and only left when I threatened to call my mum. I had a bruise on my head for over 10 days. He texted my mum abusive shit claiming I’m a hoe because I reblogged a guys picture on tumblr and even tried to turn my friends against me by telling them all the “bad things” about me. Which didn’t work - it just made him look foolish. I called a uber to take me to london to fix my phone and it happened to be a guy I went to school with. He stayed with me for 4hours and didn’t charge me. He brought me food, reassured my mum I was okay and even calmed down some of my male friends. An hour after my ex left, his mum then sent me abusive messages calling me “the angel of death” because I wouldn’t take her son back. The manipulative emotional shit he/ they did during the entire relationship only resonated recently. It was literally a nightmare disguised as love. If I ever see him with another woman I will warn her too and so will my friends regardless if they’re with me or not. I recently spoke to one of his old ex’s and she confirmed that that was the reason why she left too. So I’m glad I walked when I did. I felt stuck and knew shit would get worse. He apologised via email a few weeks later and then 2 weeks ago sent another email blaming me for everything lol. He’s still playing victim online too. It’s hilarious but scary at the same time. He was much older than me, so there’s really no excuse for his behaviour/ his reluctancy to change and seek help either.
I have 5 brothers and the only reason why I didn’t involve them, is because I know what they are capable of and they’re all in a good place now. Plus he really isn’t worth it. I informed the police and they have reassured me that if anything happens, they will take full force. My God brother is a police officer.

I’m in a great place now though. It’s been 3 months and I’m completely over it. My life is gone back to being stress free and light. Heartbreaks are difficult. Walking away from a narcissistic and sociopathic person is even worse and repairing the damage could be a long process for some. But it isn’t the end of world. I’m back to being me again and I’m happy. I feel beautiful again. I’m being introduced to/ meeting some amazing prospects lol. But this summer I’m just living and going with the flow. There are some amazing men out there and I’ll be damned if I let this fuckery prevent me from experiencing love in its truest form.

Emotional and physical abuse is very real and if you find yourself in that situation, put yourself first and run. These types of people will never give you the closure you need as they thrive over the power of controlling you emotionally and they will continue to portray themselves as a victim to whoever listens. Let them. Who gives a shit. You’re free and life will open up and become light and beautiful again.
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17TH OF MAY SPECIAL

THE GUYS: Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab!!

[HEY BRISKEBY]

MUTASIM: Yes, we love…* Today, it’s the 18th of May, so we’re going to have a, boom, 17th of May special.

ELIAS: What are you doing?

MUTASIM: Bro..

ELIAS: You know this is my Youtube channel, right? And then you come with this 17th of May stuff..

MUTASIM: Look, look, look how tired this guy is and I’m like fresh.

MIKAEL: He has a bowtie.

MUTASIM: Bowtie! I got this, understand?

MIKAEL: [Singing]

ELIAS: But what’s the thing with the 17th of May? Why do we celebrate the 17th of May?

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Jewel In The Crown (M)

florist!kihyun, 15.1k, he knows what beautiful is but he’s also a bit jealous and has shitty friends

warning: smut (kihyun is a virgin, his first time, oral for both, slightly dom!kihyun i guess??)

“You look really nice by the way…Ignore that. You look beautiful. You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever known.”

Originally posted by wonhontology

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SO I SAW THE NEW BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

AND THERE IS A SONG THAT THE BEAST SINGS

AND IT REMINDS ME SO MUCH OF RHYS AND WHAT HE MUST HAVE FELT WHEN FEYRE LEFT AND WENT BACK TO THE SPRING COURT WITH TAMLIN THE TOOL

I WAS CRYING GUYS. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL OKAY

ITS CALLED ‘EVERMORE’ AND ITS SUNG BY THE BEAST BTW. LISTEN TO IT GUYS

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A;N: Things and people you meet are not always what they seem. 

Pairing: StilesxReader

Author: thelittlestkitsune

Warnings: Smut. 18+ Explicit Content.

Word count: .9,612

Listen to me.

Originally posted by stilinskisvoid

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Suga Daddy: Part 6

Suga Daddy: Part Six

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Word count: 6.5k

Genre: smut, angst


I was going to post this later but what the hellThis is in Yoongi’s pov, there will be more in his pov but I figured this needed to be done since I had some people freaking out over the last chapter. Thank you to anyone who has supported this story, it means the world to me. Anyway, hope you enjoy! (Also if you messaged me about how to make a masterlist, I forgot your username, i’m sorry! Message me again for the link it you still want it.)

Parts: one | two | three | four | five


Yoongi got to work and walked through the double glass front doors. The secretary, Gina, spoke to him. “Oh, Mr. Min, your friend Mr. Park is in your office to see you.”

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A (Very) Promising Update

Wow. Okay. Hey everyone (that’s still around). YCPfE and I are finally back. Like. Actually back.

I know it’s been a long break and I kind of disappeared after saying I’d update - and I know there’s only so much I can say to excuse myself, but a bunch of things kind of all happened at once. (After I got out of the hospital, my father went into hospital (hence the trip back to my other home), and then because it was so bad, I had to move him halfway across the country to come live with me for a while. THEN, if that wasn’t enough, one of my partner’s family members was murdered. And they left behind a 4-year-old daughter, who, for quite a while, it looked like we were going to adopt. (It didn’t end up happening.) Plus a few other things I don’t want to get into.

BUT, now that my life has somewhat calmed down and there doesn’t seem to be any life-changing things on the horizon, I can finally get back to writing.

I hope you’ll all forgive me for the really long hiatus and not getting a chapter out when I said I would. I promise that I’ll do better at keeping you guys updated. I’m going to do my best at responding to the messages I can and getting back on track with original content here. If you have any questions or just want to rant to me, please feel free to message me.


AS IT IS. I’ll be updating Wednesday. I just need Tuesday to do a bit of editing and I should be good to go. I’ll get you a teaser in a few hours as well, just so you know this is actually happening. 

technically single || stuart twombly (smut)

word count: 6278

warnings: oral (both receiving), smut, strip club, unestablished relationship

author’s note: so i was listening to the way i are by timbaland and i just felt the need to use it as some sinsipration! enjoy xo

pairing: stuart twombly / reader

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JB Homophobia Analysis

Okay so there’s been a lot of bickering within the got7 fandom over what JB said during his celebrity bromance with Youngjae. Firstly, I’m disappointed in JB but I’m more dissapointed in people defending his actions. It wasn’t just one mistranslation, it was literally throughout the entire video. This is gonna be long but I took screenshots and I’m going to break it down for people who still can’t see why what he said was wrong.

But before that I just want to say this does not mean I think we should be sending him hate. In fact, we should be educating him on why what he said isn’t okay and a simple apology isn’t the end of the world. Idols aren’t perfect, they make mistakes and have flaws. JB’s homophobia is one of them. There’s nothing wrong with correcting ignorant behavior, but ignoring it just means it can happen again. Alright, I will now go in depth about the screenshots I took. 

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Shance Tumblr AU

…….why does my brain want to do this instead of the stuff I should actually be doing…..
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Pidge jolted up from her homework to the sound of her roommate screaming followed by a loud thunk and a crash.

She popped her head into the doorway of said man’s room, raising an eyebrow at the male currently sitting on the bed, jaw dropped, eyes wide, staring at where his phone had hit the wall.

“Lance? Dude, you okay?” Pidge prompted carefully, as her friend was seemingly in shock.

“He followed me back. Oh my god.” Lance whispered, seemingly in disbelief. Pidge blinked.

“What?”

“On Tumblr. That artist blog I told you about?” Lance hissed, still in shock.

Pidge’s eyebrow went higher. “The one you don’t stop talking about? The guy with the scar and the white hair?” Lance nodded frantically.

“I- I wrote a small fic based on an idea he had, tagged him in it, and yesterday he reblogged and liked it and I woke up and looked at my notifications and it was right there?!? How the fuck?!?” Lance’s voice rose in volume until he was practically yelling.

Pidge’s cat, Green, mewed and patted Lance’s lap, ears pricked curiously. Lance’s own cat, Blue, was used to Lance’s screeching and was peacefully napping on the Cuban male’s pillow.

“Lance. Chill.” Pidge deadpanned, moving over to scoop up her cat from the red faced man currently rolling on his bed screeching in a mixture of what she guessed was happy shock, probably. She also moved over to pick up the discarded phone, peeking at the notifications.

Yup. Famous art blog ShiroTheHero was definitely following BlueLionLance. No wonder Lance was practically having a stroke. The guy’s art was pretty good, as her own blog followed him too and was really only there for the gay stuff.

She glanced back over at her friend. “At least you didn’t throw your phone out the window screaming ‘I’m gay’ again.” She commented, setting the blue cased phone next to Blue on the pillow.

Lance rolled back over from where he was screaming into another pillow. “He posted a selfie! And he’s really hot! I couldn’t help it!” He wailed, pouting.

Pidge snorted in amusement. “I saw the picture too, and I didn’t have the same reaction as you. You’re literally the living embodiment of bisexual drama. Glad I’m not as gay as you, thirsty boy.” She teased.

Lance squinted at the tiny woman. “Pidge, you’re the gayest little shit I know besides Keith.” He said seriously, getting a huge grin from said lesbian.

“I know. Now quit the gay fangirling, I’ve got homework to finish for college finals and I can’t concentrate over the sound of you screaming your bisexual little heart out.” She scolded, before turning and leaving the room, Green still tucked in her arms.

Lance rolled his eyes and checked his phone again, smiling at the little notification.

ShiroTheHero is now following BlueLionLance
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Tbh I do the same thing as Lance whenever a popular blog follows me or likes/reblogs anything I post. I really do scream and chuck my phone at the wall in shock, I dunno why, it’s just a reaction I have??? Eh. Well, hope you liked this little Shance Drabble! :3 (I’m calling it the Tumblr AU, should I make more maybe?)

I’m In Love With My Best Friend – Cody Christian Imagine

Requested by Anon: Could you write an imagine where you told your sister that you have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set you up with guys, but now she’s coming to visit for surprise and you need a fake boyfriend during your sister’s visit so you ask Cody (your best friend) to pretendbe your boyfriend and everything seems goes right until the act stop being act?

Word Count: 3,141

Warnings: None other than Cody saying a curse word, ha. Fluff?

Author’s Note: Y/S/N = Your Sister’s Name. I did this because in previous imagines where I’ve named a sibling or best friend, some of y’all have mentioned it was weird to read your own name. So I decided to let y’all use your actual sister’s name or come up with the name yourselves if you don’t have a sister.

Also, I sneaked in a line from Gilmore Girls. I wonder if anyone can point it out.

[My Teen Wolf Master List]

Originally posted by bysamoylova

“Come on. Come on. Come on.” Y/N whispered repeatedly as the phone rang. She paced back and forth in her bedroom, hoping her best friend would answer. “Pick up the damn ph-”

The sound of her best friend’s groggy and sleepy voice interrupted her rambling. “Hello?”

“It’s about time! Why aren’t you answering your phone? I only called you like a hundred times! I could have been dying and-“

Cody noticed the nervous rush in her voice and rubbed this tired eyes. He cleared his throat before he interrupted her. "Okay, first of all I was filming all night and I just got home a couple of hours ago. Second of all, you’re obviously not dying so this better be good, because as much as I love ya, you know I get cranky when I don’t get enough sleep. Lastly, breathe. Just breathe,” he inhaled and exhaled, which Y/N mimicked, making her feel a little better.

“Now tell me what’s wrong?” He asked groggily yet genuinely concerned at the same time.

“I lied to my sister,” she started as she finally sat on the edge of her bed.

“About…?” He trailed.

“That I had a boyfriend. I only did it so she would stop setting me up with all these guys she knew. I thought my plan would work,” she continued.

Cody hummed, following along with her story with his eyes closed. “I remember you told me that. So, what’s the problem?" 

"The idiot decided to surprise me by coming into town without any warning! Now she’s on her way here, because not only does she miss me, but also because she wants to meet my boyfriend of two months…” she trailed for a second, silently praying Cody would agree to the favor she was about to ask him. “So, I was hoping if you could come over and play the part.”

Cody’s eyes flew wide open. He heard what she said but he still had a hard time believing it. “Come again?” He asked, needing confirmation.

“I need you to be my fake boyfriend for my sister,” she explained as she fiddled with the hem of her shirt nervously. “I promise you, I’ll get you a gift card for Chipotle that will last you for at least three months,” she bargained knowing Chipotle was Cody’s weakness.

Cody quickly sat up, “I’m getting in the shower right now and I’ll meet you at your place.”

Y/N smiled widely. “Seriously, you are the best. Thank you so much.”

“Hey, you know I’d do anything for you,” Cody smiled back even though she couldn’t see him. “What time will your sister get there?“ 

"She said she was about 2 hours away,” she answered.

“Alright, I’ll get there before she does,” he said as he walked into his bathroom. “Hey, Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t forget the gift card,” Cody smiled as Y/N laughed.

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pastelgothiclesbian  asked:

Okay, so can you make a fic where dan is tied town and Phil has a vibrating wand on his cock and dan screaming and writhing around and he finally cums. BUT Phil does not let up and keeps the vibrator and the head of god cock until he is crying from the overstimulation.

Yooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Okay so gUYS I went to the potato bowl it was fuckin lit ++ dirty anons are back on @subbydan-answers for all you sinners ++ I’m doing OCs on my writing tumblr @somanydestiel

Tags: Overstim, Bondage, Edging, dom!Phil, top!Phil, Degradation, Daddy Kink, very rough rough rough play, cumplay if you squint really hard, Aftercare


- Looking back, Dan really shouldn’t have teased Phil and then gone off to touch himself without permission, because he’s now tied tightly to his bed, Phil staring at him with that smirk and his hands behind his back. “Do you know why I’m punishing you, slut?” He asks as he crosses the room and climbs onto the bed above Dan.

- “Yes, Daddy-” Dan’s voice is cut off when Phil slaps him across the face- not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough to sting.

- “Naughty whores like you don’t get Daddies.”

- “Yessir, sorry sir,” Dan amends, eyes shut and trying not to focus on his hard on. Knowing Phil, he won’t be cumming for a while yet. Phil kisses Dan softly on the lips before moving to his neck, biting and sucking dark marks into the skin there. It makes Dan wiggle and his eyes glaze over, because his neck has always been pretty sensitive.

- Phil sits back on his haunches, admiring the mess he’s already made of Dan, and then reveals what’s behind his back- a hitachi wand. Just the sight of it makes Dan’s cock twitch because he loves it, loves how good it feels, how quickly it can make him cum. Tonight is going to be hard. “I’m going to edge you once for every hour your slutty little ass teased me today.”

-Nine. Phil is going to edge him nine times. Dan bites his lip when Phil turns on the wand, hips lifting off the bed just at the sound. He whines in the back of his throat when it does touch him, vibrating up and down his length, Phil moving it slowly with a dangerous look on his face. “Feel good?” Dan makes an affirmative humming sound, looking at Phil pleadingly. Already, he’s wrecked, needy, and close. Riling Phil up takes a toll on him too. Right as Dan’s about to come, the ask for permission on the tip of his tongue, Phil pulls the wand away, running it up and down Dan’s ribs instead, brushing it over his nipples once or twice as Dan calms down slightly. “One. Beg me to touch you again, bitch.”

- “Sir, please, please touch me. Please punish me an’ make me yours sir. ‘M sorry I was bad, just please touch me.” For a long moment, Phil keeps mindlessly moving the wand, dragging it over Dan’s inner thighs. Then, out of nowhere, it’s pressed against Dan’s taint and balls, just enough pressure that Dan squirms. Slowly, ever so slowly, he moves it up to the sensitive head of Dan’s cock, holding it there.

- “You’ve had worse,” Phil says with mild disinterest when Dan whimpers. “Be lucky I’m even bothering to touch a disgusting slut like you.” This time, Dan very nearly comes, but it’s taken away from him as the first spurt starts to dribble out of his cock. While Dan ‘cools down,’ if you can even call it that, Phil collects the cum with his fingers and presses them to Dan’s lips to clean. “Don’t get my toy dirty,” he chastises. Just like that, it’s back, and Dan nearly sobs with desperation. The amount of time is even shorter this time, and continues on in much the same pattern until Dan’s been edged eight times.

- Setting down the wand, Phil crawls on top of Dan and balances with his jean-covered thigh pressed between Dan’s legs, one hand balancing himself to the left of Dan’s head, and his right around Dan’s throat, pressing down so that Dan’s breathing gets shallow and his cheeks turn a darker shade of pink. “Rut against my thigh like the pathetic piece of shit you are,” he growls. That’s all Dan needed, and his hips rapidly drive his little cock forward for the painful friction and it feels so fucking good to be beneath Phil like this, surrounded by his scent, tears in the corners of his eyes. Precum smears onto the denim and Dan is about to come, a moan caught in his throat when Phil jumps off of him. No more weight against Dan’s body, no more hand on his throat, no more leg for him to get off on.

- “Sir, I’m sorry I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please let me cum, please! Please, sir, I’ll do anything, please! I’m sorry I won’t be bad ever again I’ll do anything sir please!”

- Instead of answering, he picks back up the vibrator and presses it to the head of Dan’s cock again. “You can cum,” Phil says casually, but what makes Dan hit his high is the way Phil reaches into his pants to start stroking himself, eyes never leaving Dan’s shaking form. But once Dan cums, Phil doesn’t move the vibrator, despite Dan’s protests and attempts to shift his hips away from it. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?” Phil mocks. “Thought the fucking whore wanted to cum.”

- “I did, I did, thank you so much Master but ‘s too much, stop, too much, no more,” Dan pleads, barely intelligible.

- Phil, the little shit, purposely misinterprets. “What’s that? You want me to make you cum over and over and then fuck you? Beg me.” No, that’s not what Dan wants, but he’s so far into subspace that he immediately starts begging, even though Phil’s already made up his mind. “You have permission to cum as much as you like.” He undresses then reaches for the lube, coats his fingers, and pushes two in at once. Dan’s used to it, and Phil knows how much Dan loves the burn of the sudden stretch. He seeks out Dan’s prostate quickly, and attacks it with his fingers, managing to get Dan to cum three more times (The last two dry) before he’s ready to fuck him, the wand still mercilessly against the head of Dan’s cock. He moves it when he pushes into Dan, and instead uses the hand to choke Dan again.

-”Sir, sir, Daddy, no, please, Daddy, Daddy, Phil too much, no!” Dan all but screams, sobbing, but Phil doesn’t- if Dan really wanted him to stop, he’d safeword. The fifth time Dan cums, he passes out. Phil. Doesn’t. Stop. He keeps fucking, and as he gets close, he takes Dan’s soft cock in his hand and jerks him off in time with it until Dan hits one last high, without even getting hard, moaning in his sleep and arching his back. Phil pulls out and looks at Dan, almost amazed. The boy’s neck is lined with hickeys and fingerprints, his cock and hole red and abused, come dripping out of him and drying on his chest. 

-While Dan’s still out, Phil starts a bath, brings in the wand and some water, and gently wipes the cum off of Dan with a damp warm washcloth. “Dan, sweetheart,” he whispers, shaking Dan’s shoulder. “Wake up, baby. Let Daddy take care of you.” Dan’s eyes blink open, unfocused, and his swollen lips are slightly parted. “Deep breath for me, Dan. Look at me.” It takes a minute, but Dan eventually does. “There you are. You did such a good job for me, baby. My beautiful little boy, doing so well for his Daddy.”

- “’M not pathetic?” Dan asks blearily.

- “Of course not, I love you so much, Dan. Can I pick you up and carry you to the bath?” Dan nods and winds his arms around Phil’s neck, allowing himself to be bridal carried to the bathroom. “What bath bomb, baby?” Dan looks over the basket of them and points to a dark midnight one with gold sparkles in it, marketed as being a lavender scent. Of course he picks the darkest one in there- even as out of it as he is, Dan has standards. Phil sets Dan on the toilet seat and drops in the bomb, waiting for it to fizzle all the way before lifting Dan up again and setting him in the hot water. While Dan relaxes, Phil wipes down the wand, brushes his teeth, and puts on his glasses in lieu of his contacts, occasionally glancing at Dan in the mirror to make sure he’s alright.

- As soon as he’s done, Phil whispers “lean forward” and climbs into the bath behind Dan, so that the younger is between his legs and leaning back against his chest. “Open your mouth.” Dan does, and Phil uncaps the water bottle to hold it to Dan’s lips, slowly getting him to drink the whole bottle. When it’s done and the bath is getting cold, Phil unplugs the drain and gets the warm water running again while he washes Dan’s hair. As he moves on to wash Dan’s body, he accidentally brushes Dan’s sensitive cock, earning the softest mewl of protest Phil’s ever heard, which makes his heart absolutely melt. “Don’t worry, we’re all done. After the bath, let’s go to bed, beautiful.”

- He carefully dries Dan off with a fluffy towel, and carries him back to Phil’s room. Dan’s room is where they scene, and then they sleep in Phil’s clean bed. “I know, I’ll be right back,” Phil says as he puts Dan down, since the boy made a soft sound of dissent. He pulls on a pair of boxers and grabs some clothes for Dan. “Arms up.” The green uni hoodie comes over Dan’s head. “Up for me real quick, baby.” Dan stands up long enough for a pair of boxers and soft pajama pants to be pulled onto him. “There you go. I love you so much, Dan. You did such a good job for me and I’m so proud of you,” Phil assures, kneeling and putting one hand on Dan’s face, thumb smoothing over his cheekbone. “My good little boy.”

- Dan throws his arms around Phil’s neck and cries, while Phil just holds him until it’s out of his system. “My good boy, Dan. You’re so amazing, I love you, you’re my perfect baby.” At that point, Dan pulls away and lets Phil kiss his forehead, then lies back on the bed with a slight shiver. Phil pulls the duvet back and gets both of them under it, then throws an arm over Dan’s waist, holding him close while they fall asleep.


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You know what is amazing ? Truly amazing ? Is that we can go back and reading bleach KNOWING that ichigo had a crush that transformed into love for orihime . 

Like this ichigo ? 

Totally had a crush on Orihime 

And this ichigo ? 

ALSO totally had a crush on Orihime 

And this ichigo ? 

He is a dork trying to take care of his crush 

AND THIS ICHIGO IS FALLING IN LOVE WITH ORIHIME 

AND THIS ONE GOD LOOK AT THIS ONE TRYING TO PROTECT THE GIRL HE LOVES DESPITE HAVING GREAT TROUBLES TO CONTROL HIS HOLLOW 

AND THIS ONE IS FUCKING PROMISING TO PROTECT HER . HER AND ONLY HER WHEN HIS OTHER FRIENDS WERE HURT TOO . Also in japanese culture this particular sentence hold a lot of meaning in the romantic sense . 

“ Ok ok I get what you mean “ you say to me “ But what about THAT ichigo ????” 

ALSO FUCKING IN LOVE WITH ORIHIME MY DUDE HELL YEAH 

And this ichigo ? Crushed by Orihime being taken to Hueco mundo . 

LOOK AT THIS BOY LIKE CALM DOWN ICHIGO WE KNOW YOU LOVE HER BUT CHILL DAMN no but seriously look at his reaction rukia was about to die and yet his gut reacted here at the mere mention of orihime’s name ???? 

And look at this mofo seeing his love in slow motion hair blowing in the wind and shit 

AND GOD LOOK AT HIM PROTECTING HER WHILE SHE HAD HER SHIELD IN FRONT OF HER . lIKE ICHIGO YOU’RE SIXTEEN TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

And look at him not even being able to look at orihime in the eyes because he sees fear in the way she looks at him . God this breaks my heart 

Ok this heals my heart look at him being completely awestruck , look at Kubo represented her voice reaching out to him ! Look at his eyes GODFUCKINGDAMMIT 

*sobs* FUCKING ORIHIME SAID HIM TO NOT BE FUCKING HURT ANYMORE AND LOOK AT HIM , THIS LOSER HE WAS NOT ABLE TO KEEP UP WITH GRIMMJOW BUT JUST ORIHIME CHEERING FOR HIM AND SUDDENLY HE IS . NOT ALLOWED . TO SUSTAIN ANYMORE DAMAGE . He is so fucking in love with this girl it disgusts me 

Ichigo! You’re dead ! On the floor! You have a hole in your chest! like dude it’s not the time to think about orihime and how much you want to protect her oh god 

OMG ICHIGO YOU JUST HAD A HOLE IN YOUR CHEST AND YOU TRANSFORMED INTO YOUR HOLLOW WHICH WAS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR LIKE THE FIRST THING YOU DO IS ASKING ORIHIME IF SHE’S ALRIGHT WHILE SHE’S OBVIOUSLY UNINJURED . LIKE JUST HOW MUCH DOES HE CARES FOR HER OH MY GOD 

And look at him , puppy faced and all mushy mushy just because orihime cried for him . What a loser omg ichigo like be cool in front of orihime stop wearing your heart in your eyes your feelings plain for the whole world to see like that 

“ yeah I noticed you were real popular with the guys … not that it bothers … but you know… I’m just placing it in the conversation … like that … just to … you know… ANYWAY” 

We SEE YOU ICHIGO WE KNOW YOU NOTICED ORIHIME WAS SO POPULAR WITH THE GUYS AND IT BOTHERS YOU but except from keeping the creeps away from Orihime he won’t do anything about it because he always respected Orihime’s agency so much like this kid is so pure I love him god 

Look at him being awestruck once again by orihime . Thinking she is so great and amazing and his heart must expands so much knowing just how much her and chad care for him . He must be so grateful 

Omg don’t do this to him orihime he’s so in love with you SO IN LOVE . He cannot stand the thought of losing you because of tsukishima’s power look at how heartbroken he looks STOP ORIHIME STOP also orihime my love breaking through tsukishima’s ability just because OF THE STRENGTH OF HER LOVE FOR ICHIGO LIKE WHERE DO THEY STOP FOR THE OTHER OMG THIS IS TOO MUCH 

Once again look at him being all dorky and happy like a puppy just at seeing orihime !! He had just been beaten by Bach and was depressed he couldn’t protect everybody but POOF one look at Orihime safe and smiling and bam puppy eyes showing his feelings to the whole world 

OMG ICHIGO BE COOL THIS IS SO TOTALLY LAME 

oKAY YOU LOST IT I GET IT HORMONES YOU’RE A TEENAGER AND YOU’VE LOVED ORIHIME FOR SO LONG YOU’RE BOUND TO ACT LIKE THAT SOMETIMES I GET IT MY GUY 

And look at him comforting orihime like “ NO ORIHIME DON’T BE SAD NO” . Omg he is such a dork , he is so in love it’s killing me

HE WENT BACK TO PROTECT HER CRADDLING HER TO HIS CHEST LIKE SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE HE’LL ALWAYS ALWAYS PROTECT HER NO MATTER WHAT

Okay ichigo danger is over you should let her go now even if her hair is really soft and it feels really good holding her so close to you  

AND LOOK AT HIM MY GUY IN THE MIDDLE OF BATTLE COMMUNICATING WITH HIS WIFEY BY A SINGLE LOOK TO REASSURE HER . LIke godammn ichigo you’re fighting against a god FOCUS 

OMG ONCE AGAIN YOU STOP MID BATTLE TO REASSURE HER . ARE YOU SHOWING OFF YOUR NEW COOL FORM IN FRONT OF ORIHIME , ICHIGO ??? ARE YOU ???? ARE YOU?????????????

And most importantly the most in love with orihime of all those ichigo 

It’s been 12 years he’s been in love with her and look at the softness in his eyes , the casualness because THEY ARE FUCKING MARRIED FOR AT THE VERY LEAST 6 YEARS OMG THEY SPEND EVERY DAY TOGETHER BEING ALL DORKY AND IN LOVE . cAN YOU BELIEVE THEY GOT THEIR HAPPY ENDING ??? CAN YOU BELIEVE THEY ONLY EVER LOVED EACH OTHER ???? CAN YOU BELIEVE THEY BOTH GOT TO MARRY THEIR HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEART ???? CAN YOU BELIEVE THEY HAD A BEAM FOR SUNSHINE AS A SUN ?? CAN YOU BELIEVE HOW HAPPY THEY MUST BE WAKING UP NEXT TO EACH OTHER EVERY MORNING GOD ????

THEY ARE JUST . SO IN LOVE . 

* spontaneously combust*

The Only Exception (Part 5)

Summary: AU. Reader is given the task of running a popular love advice internet show when her coworker is fired. Her cynical attitude toward love makes her offer some harsh advice, and more than a few hearts are caught in the aftermath. Will hers be one of them?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,844

Warnings: language, fluff, angst, sarcasm, hot firemen, draaaamaaaa, did i mention angst? this is getting ridiculous.

A/N: Cliffhangers are mostly unintentional. I got so many ACK HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME messages that I wanted to post the next part. Warning: it’s mostly just to move the plot along.

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The end of all things (Pt.1)

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Taehyung X reader

Fandom: BTS

Summary: BigHit thought it would be a good idea to have someone else be your boyfriend’s girlfriend. As in she walks around him and takes pictures with him for social media but he was all yours when he came home. That’s what you thought until he admits you’re actually the other woman and he’s been in a relationship the entire time you were dating. He’s just now telling you he wants to break up after you tell him you love him for the first time.

Pt.2 // Pt.3

Originally posted by the-rap-man

The restaurant was filled with people sitting around the two of you. Across the table was the man you’d fallen in love with but he had yet to say anything since you arrived. You watched him face to get a read on him but all you ended up focusing on was the details of the face you loved so much. He long eyelashes became apparent as he just stared down at the table. You focuses changes to look outside the window and across the street you see a sign about a movie night. Your lips curve into a smile and you look back at Taehyung.

“There’s going to be a movie night tonight. We should go together-”

“Y/N, Stop it..” He says with his deep voice.

Your smile begins to fade and you grow quiet. 

“I don’t want you to make this harder than It already is. We both know why we’re here….” Taehyung adds.

You look down into your lap, trying to push down the overwhelming feeling to cry.

“I know. I just Don’t believe you.”

He finally looks at you.

“You’re lying when you say you don’t love me. You’re lying when you said you never loved me..You-…..We spent all that time together so don’t tell me that none of it meant nothing to you. I don’t even care if you’re still going to see her! I just want to be with you. Please, Tae.”

He sighs, knowing you wouldn’t just give up.

“I don’t love you. What did we do for the most part?”

You looked up at him, meeting eye to eye. He serious expression was a little intimidating but you had to respond. 

“…What are you implying?”

Taehyung stood up from the chair, getting his wallet out of his back pocket. He paid for your meal.

“Let’s not do this here. Come on, let’s go.”

You grabbed onto his arm, turning him around.

“Just answer me!” You finally cracked. 

The whole place got quiet and people turned their heads to see what was going on. When they took notice of the two of you people started to recognize Taehyung and they took pictures. You knew this would be bad publicity for him but nothing else matter to you than the fact that you were going to lose him. He pulled his arm away from you slowly, leaving the restaurant alone. You stood there in the middle of the place all by yourself. Before you could stop yourself you chased after him. 

“Wait! Just give me one week!”

He stopped walking on the sidewalk to turn around and look at you.

“What?”

You ran over to catch up, looking up at him.

“If you stay with me for a week I’ll make this easy for you. No strings attached and we can have a clean break-up….Please. I don’t know if I can just get over you this easily otherwise.”

A look of pity swept across his face and he sighed once more. 

“Fine. One week but Y/N. I love her and one more week with you isn’t going to change that.”

You nodded. “I know…but can you at least act like you love me for this last week?”

Taehyung looked down as if he was contemplating it but eventually agreed. You had him for one more week and it didn’t even bother you that it would be filled with fake love and meaningless sex. If you got to hold his hand for just a little bit longer or see him smile at you one more time you were happy. That in itself was sad but you were blinded from the stupidity of it. The two of you went your separate ways home and you found yourself in your bed checking twitter. Not to your surprise were pictures of you two at the restaurant from earlier and people wondering who you were. You sighed knowing this would cause slight drama for him but also felt he deserved it. You kept replying the memories of you two that you cherished. You refused to believe that he was using you for sex when he was always so sweet to you. Afterwards he’d turn on the TV for the both of you and cuddle you until you fell asleep. The night he thought you’d fallen asleep he kissed your head and whispered something you knew was a lie.

“I love you…what bullshit…” You mumbled to yourself.

Then you started to think about all the times he invited you over with the boys and how well you all got along. He’d sneak up behind you and scare you, making you both laugh. The thought of him laughing back then feels so strange now. Why would he try so hard to just hide the fact he never loved you? What did that girl have that you didn’t? She never once interacted with the other boys, unlike you. From the one time you met her she was high maintained and awfully stuck up. You couldn’t help but wonder why someone as sweet-well who you thought was sweet, would end up with someone like her. You reached for your phone off the night stand, dialing the number and placing the phone up to your ear. You took a deep breath.

“Hey Jimin…are you busy?”

“Y/N I don’t think I should be talking to you right now.” He stated, sounding sorry for you.

“P-please, just wait. I wanna know what I did wrong and I know for a fact he won’t talk to me about this. If you don’t know anything it’s okay…”

Jimin sighed. “It’s really not what you think and it’s not my call to talk about this.”

“Did he really never love me?”

Jimin grew silent on the other end.

“I think it’s best if you just let him go. He can make his own decisions and he made it clear to us what he chose. I’m really sorry. Things will get better, okay?”

“No, I get it. Thanks anyways.” Your voice was starting to shake.

As you hung up the phone you realized you couldn’t hold it back any longer, sobbing into your pillow. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted when you finally ended up crying but you also felt weak. Normally you wouldn’t be so hung up on a guy who cheated on you but technically he was cheating on someone else with you. A text notification went off, penetrating your train of thought. You wiped your eyes, checking to see who it was.

TaeTae ♥:

  “I’m coming over soon so be ready.”

You sat there trying to figure out what he was talking about until you remembered what you had said earlier about the movie night. You jumped up and rushed to get ready before he showed up. If you had one week left you were going to make the most of it.

hey-therejuliet  asked:

Your blog is simply amazing. I've read all of your prompts and godd I didn't think I could love this pairing more but you've made it possible. I was wondering though. Could you write a fic where they don't know what personal space is.. like they're always graviting towards each other but don't realize it until several people point it out. You would make my day like you did today and put so many smiles on my face and I felt really giddy. Love your work so much 💕

Hey, you’re awesome! Thanks so much love! I love this prompt, I could totally see it happening on the show.

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Reaching over to grab a handful of chips out of Betty’s lunch box, Jughead threw his arm over her shoulder, effectively dragging her even tighter against his side.

Kevin elbowed Veronica in the ribs, causing her to turn and raise an eyebrow in annoyance, dramatically throwing his eyes over to the pair he made some sort of quiet noise along the lines of “mmmhmm”

Veronica’s eyes widened at The sight in front of her, Betty leaning into Jughead while his arm was wrapped lazily around her. To anyone else in the world you would think these two were a couple, the level of comfort and intimacy They shared was unbelievable, they didn’t even seem to realize the closeness continuing with their conversations as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

“Strike two.” Kevin whispered into Veronica’s ear with a wicked smile. She returned it and quickly sent a text to the redhead sitting across from her.

VERONICA: Cheryl, you seeing this?

Cheryl’s eyes turned up from the text on her phone, casting a glance to Betty and jughead

CHERYL: this is totes nothing compared to the walk to physics class.

Veronica laughed out loud remembering the hilarious scene she had watched take place.

Betty and jughead couldn’t seem to stop tripping over each other, every time Betty would move right Jughead was right on her heels, stepping on the backs of her flats, if jughead moved to head the opposite way Betty just so happened to be going the other direction causing at least three collisions in the middle of the halls.

She was silently laughing so hard at the memory tears were streaming down her face.

“You okay Ronnie?” Archie said eyeing her watery eyes and reaching a hand out to wipe a stray tear.

“You’re crying!” Betty jumped up knocking jugheads arm right in his face , causing her to break into another fit of uncontrollable giggles.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. I’m just having….spacial issues.” At this she set off Cheryl and Kevin, they were now laughing equally as hard she was.

“Did I miss the joke?” Jughead said confused

Betty raised an eyebrow as the lunch bell went off “apparently I missed it too.”

Everyone stood to head back inside, feeling slightly high from there five minute long laugh fest

“You guys are so weird.” Betty huffed as she grabbed her bag.

Jughead just shook his head, nudging Betty over so he could walk beside her.

As the group walked to their final class of the day, one of the mathletes accidentally shoved Betty into jugheads arms

“Watch where you’re going! I’m sure solving derivatives can wait.” He snarled towards the tiny freshman.“you okay?” he asked, his arms still comfortably holding her from behind

She nodded, resting her head against his chest.

Veronica stared at the pair, looking around at her swooning friends, she had to get to the bottom of this.

“Okay what’s up with you two, it’s like you can’t be apart for more than three minutes and it’s like gravity keeps pushing you two into each other.” She said sassily

Jughead dropped his arms from her waist and Betty stepped away blushing.

“What are you talking about Ronnie?”

“Oh come on guys, everyone can see it except you two, you’re like destined to be close.” Cheryl answered giddily, she loved a good romance.

“Totally agree, like Romeo and Juliet.” Kevin nodded.

Archie laughed “its totally true, I haven’t seen one of you without the other in weeks.”

Jughead was smiling down at Betty now and she looked up at him with a curious smile

“Whaddaya say bets? We can’t let the universe down can we?” He smirked holding his arm out for her to take.

She laughed loudly, sliding her arm into his.

“You’re so right juggie, physics and all that.” Smiling and holding each other close the couple made their way down the hallway, leaving their friends to stare in shock

The silence was broken when Archie mutter d happily

“I ship it.”