okay guys i went back on

okay so when lydia spelled stiles’ name by writing the word “mischief” over and over…am i the only one who’s brain went to mischief night and when did teen wolf cover that? in season three aka 3x15 galvanize aka the episode that had one of the most pure and most honest stydia scenes of all time in stiles’ room when he is telling her she felt something and he would go back and search all night just to prove it to her.

is this somehow connected? is this the moment lydia realized her feelings for stiles stilinski really fully and truly and then buried them but really is this the moment because i would not be surprised at all if this is the moment

oh my god, this could be a thing…couldn’t it? 

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..."
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

NO

I’M NOT USUALLY ONE TO JUDGE BEFORE SOMETHING COMES OUT BUT

THIS IS THE WORST THING I’VE EVER SEEN. Did these guys even WATCH the original? WTF are those girls?? They’re not even fitting in Spirits time period god damn it! 

OKAY BUT. THIS RUINS SO MUCH OF THE MESSAGE IN THE FIRST FILM. TWO SPIRITS THAT COULDN’T BE BROKEN. WHERES THAT MESSAGE HERE? SPIRIT WENT BACK TO THE WILD. WHO ARE THESE SADDLE CLUB LOOKING SPOILT STABLE GIRLS. 

I HATE THIS. THIS IS SHIT. 

THIS IS NOT WHAT SPIRIT WAS ABOUT.

they could have made a brilliant show based on the lakota culture and ideology. If you had to have a little girl, have it be the daughter of Little Creek.

THIS IS DOWNGRADING A BRILLIANT PIECE OF ART WITH A STRONG MESSAGE INTO ANOTHER ‘SADDLE CLUB HORSE SHOW FOR LITTLE GIRLS’ 

I HATE IT.

2

Okay so you guys know he linked the Anti clip from PAX in the description of his most recent vlog.

Weeelll I went back because I needed to get the link and I noticed he added a line to the description. Although the zalgo text is hard to read, especially because I kept it highlighted in the first screenshot, so here’s what it says:

You thought I was gone
tried to replace me
I’m always here

I know we won’t see Anti for a long while but I thought I’d make a post about it!

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.


This is 1.7k and thus a fic

-Matt

Send us your sins

Okay but Genji went back to Hanamura in order to take down the Shimada Clan, right?

Well what if word got out that this cyborg guy was fucking obliterating the most powerful criminal empire in Japan, then one guy– Maybe a guard at the castle or something– saw Genji summon his Dragon and everything just CLICKED

So he goes to warn people that hey, Genji is alive, but of course they don’t believe him because there’s no way he could have survived what Hanzo did to him. They just kinda wave him off like “Yeah okay Craig whatever”

But he’s CERTAIN that this is what’s going on. He starts telling anyone in Hanamura who will listen, but they’re not buying it either.

So eventually, it becomes a fucking village-wide meme.

“Genji Shimada is alive he sucked my dick behind Rikimarus”

boyfriend!Jaemin

Request: anon: can i request a boyfriend!jaemin?

Genre: Disgustingly Fluffy

Warning: Slight Language // Probs Really Cringy

Author’s Note: Gender Neutral

This is purely based on my own personal opinions. Agree or disagree, either way, enjoy!


Originally posted by haechannie


- shit okay im gonna be real with you guys…

- I’m chokin back tears rn becaUSE I MISS THIS BOY SOSOSOO DAMN MUCH

- I JUST HOPE HE’S HAPPY AND HEALTHY

- BUT I ALSO WANT HIM BACK ):

- ALright I’m calm now….. shall we begin?

- So you and Jaemin are best friends

- Have been for as long as you can remember

- There’s even pictures of the two of you as babies

- Butt naked

- Anywho!!

- You guys went through the best friend stage

- Then you hit a lil rough patch when you got to the “”cooties”” stage

- But once that passed, you two were inseparable again

- Everyone always assumed you two were dating

- And when you would correct them, they still didn’t believe you

- It was just another movie night at Jaemin’s

- The usual messy pillow fort filled with stuffed animals, buckets of popcorn and your favorite snacks was thrown together in the middle of Jaemin’s bedroom

- The movie was playing but neither of you were watching

- You guys talked and talked while one of you occasionally tried to throw a piece of popcorn into the others’s mouth

- And then, like usual, Jaemin starts to tease you about one thing or another

- So you (jokingly) get defensive with him

- Before you knew it, the two of you were in the middle of a profound battle to the death

- And by that you mean play wrestling

- By the time the rolling around came to a halt, Jaemin had you pinned underneath his lean frame

- Both of you were breathing incredibly hard

- When suddenly, Jaemin’s hand slowly inched towards your head

- Brushing away the disheveled hair from your face

- The two of you stared into each others eyes for what felt like an eternity

- Not uttering a single word

- And then BAM!

- He confesses

- Failing to hide the smile on his face when he asks you out

- finally

- And of course you agree

- Because who could turn down such a boy ????

- Anyways,,, enough yappin

- Onto the actual dating !!!

- Can somebody say  c l i n g y

- V V greasy !!

- “Are you a camera? Because every time I look at you, I smile”

- “Jaemin, you smile at everything?”

- “Oh shit, you’re right…”

- Alwaayysss cheesin

- But I mean who’s complaining

- That boy has a god given smile

- This kid is surprisingly  b o l d

- So y’all are sittin on the couch watching a movie or somethin

- It’s pretty chill

- Until this lil shit fake yawns and stretches his arm around you

- Yea,, you know the move

- “Jaemin…”

- “Yes, cutie?”

- *sigh* “nothin…”

- Or let’s say you’re reading a book

- And suddenly Jaemin comes out of nowhere

- Laying his head on your lap

- Cuddling up to your body

- “Nana, whatcha doin?”

- “Nothin,, I’m jus-”

- Followed by incoherent mumbling as he shoves his face farther into your lap

- He absolutely adores kisses !!!!!

- Cheek kisses !!!!!

- Nose kisses !!!!!

- Surprise kisses !!!!!!

- ESPECIALLY long, meaningful kisses !!!!!!!!!!!!!

- He likes droppin bombs on you, too

- “Jae?”

- “Yeah, babe?”

- He asks while coming behind you

- Snaking his arms around your waist as he holds you close to his body

- QUE THE STOMACH DROP

- You just stand there kinda stunned

- “Y/N…? Did you need something…?”

- “I… i can’t remember……”

- Seriously so extra!! when it comes to reactions

- *Insert the gif of him on Mickey Mouse Club House where he’s slapping his knee and pretending to laugh*

- Seriously doesn’t give a fuck if his bandmates are around

- Sometimes he even purposely kisses you in front of Donghyuck because he knows he’ll get a hella funny reaction outta him

- But honestly,, he loves showing you off

- He gets a rise out of making you flustered

- For example ;;;

- He’ll be standing behind you, arms wrapped around you, chin resting on your shoulder

- A very familiar stance for the two of you

- And suddenly he’s planting light kisses on your neck

- The ticklish sensation causing you to flinch away

- A red tint instantly flooding your cheeks

- And this fucker knows what he did to you

- Cause when you look at him he’s already looking at you

- Grinning like an idiot

- And failing to suppress his giggles

- Prompting you to whine while you bury your face in your hands

- All in all, your relationship is very comfortable to say the least

- This kid just wants someone he can hold

- Someone who alleviates the stress from his career

- Someone who loves him just as much as he loves you (’:

Camping

Request: Hi Tori, I don’t really know how are you right now but I hope you’re good and I hope everything is okay. I really love your writing and your account and I just hope, if you still want to do this of course, that you’ll be back soon. Also I just thought of a cute idea. So maybe the whole team went on a camping trip somewhere and they all knew that Bucky and the reader have feelings for each other so they decided to put them in one tent? And just a lot of fluff? I hope everything’s okay. Love ya!

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warning: f l u f f

A/N: There’s this guy that likes me but I don’t like him in that way and I told him that I only like him as a friend but he keeps sending me cute texts and shit and it makes me really uncomfortable bc I just wanna be his friend


You couldn’t believe it. Staring at Wanda and Natasha, you give them a hard look.

“Can I talk to you two alone?” you say.

Bucky licks his lips. “Yeah, I need to talk to you guys too.” he gestures over to the guys.

You guide Wanda and Nat away from the boys and once you were at a decent distance you spun around, glaring at your friends. “What the fuck were you guys thinking?”

“Calm down, Y/N.” Nat sighed dramatically.

“Yeah, it’s not that big of a deal.” Wanda shrugged.

You scoff. “Not that big of a deal? You’re joking right?”

“We were tired of you two constantly flirting with each other around the tower so we took matters into our own hands.” Nat explained and you roll your eyes.

“We did not flirt.”

Wanda lets out a laugh. “Yeah you guys did. So much to the point where I wanted to bang my head against the wall.”

“Stop being so dramatic.” you huff, crossing your arms over your chest.

“It’s only for like, three days Y/N, it’s not like you’re gonna move in with the guy.” Nat rolled her eyes and you glare at her.


“Are you guys insane!?” Bucky shouted once you were far enough.

“We didn’t do anything wrong.” Sam smirked and Bucky was so close to punching the smug son of a bitch.

“Oh yeah? How ‘bout putting me in a tent with Y/N!” he fumed.

“Oh, did we - did we do that?” Tony placed his hand over his chest and pouted. “We had no idea.”

Bucky glared at him.

“Bucky listen,” Steve started. “Natasha and Wanda are sharing a tent and me and Tony are.”

“Well what about Sam? He gets a whole tent to himself?” the super soldier huffed.

“I got this sleeping disorder called ‘I don’t want to share a tent with Bucky Barnes’. It’s hard to sleep sometimes.” Sam shrugged and Bucky rolled his eyes.

“Well why doesn’t Tony share a tent with Sam and I can bunk with you, Steve? Hell, I’ll even take Tony!”

Sam put on a fake frown. “Mmm, nope. I have this other disorder called ‘I’m a lone wolf and I don’t share a tent with anyone’. It’s pretty tragic.”

Bucky groaned.

“Sorry Buck, looks like you’re just gonna have to share a tent with Y/N.” Steve says, a smirk playing on his lips.

Tony perked up. “Oh my god, you like her! I almost forgot that! Remember guys, Bucky likes Y/N.”

Bucky knew damn well what these idiots were up to.

“Oh yeah!” Sam exclaimed.

“How could I forget such a thing.” Steve shook his head.

“What a coincidence that you two will be sleeping next to each other for three days.” Tony smiled.

Bucky glared. “You guys are assholes, you know that?”

Tony shrugged with a smile on his lips. “It’s in my genes.”

Sam, Tony and Steve look over Bucky’s shoulder, seeing that you and the girls were walking back. Sam pats the brunette on the back. “Have fun dude.” and with that, they left.

“Hey, the three of us are gonna go out and get some wood for the fire tonight.” Steve spoke towards you and the girls.

“I’ll come!” Bucky volunteered.

“No need, we’ve got this under control.” Steve smiled at his friend.

Natasha and Wanda looked at you then at Bucky before rushing over to the guys. “We’ll come with you.”

“For uh.. Moral support.” Wanda added.

“Sounds good to me.” Steve smiled. “Buck, you and Y/N stay here and watch over our camp. We’ll be back soon.”

There was no point in arguing with Steve so the two of you watched them walk off up until you couldn’t see them anymore. They had planned this all along.

There was no doubt that you and Bucky had feelings for each other and the whole team could see that. You both made it quite obvious. But over time they got tired of the flirting back and forth and since neither of you were going to tell the other how you feel, they decided that they’d take matters into their own hands and help you guys. Hence why you two are sharing a tent.

“So..” Bucky dragged the word out as he turned to you. “How’ve you been?”

He mentally slapped himself for asking such a stupid question.

“Good, good.” you nod. “You?”

“Good.” he says. There was a brief moment of silence before he turned to you. “They set this up, didn’t they?”

“No doubt.”


It had become dark quick and all of you were gathered around the campfire, laughing, talking, telling stories - it was great. But, soon that all came to an end when everyone decided to go to sleep.

“We’re going to the lake tomorrow so everyone needs to get their beauty sleep.” Tony announced then gave both you and Bucky a look. “And no fooling around. We can hear everything.”

You and Bucky blush while the others laugh. Bucky picks up a stick and throws it at Tony, muttering something under his breath about him being a dick. After watching the fire go out, everyone went to their tents and upon entering yours, you spot an air mattress blown up in the middle of it.

“Did you do this?” you ask, turning to face Bucky.

“Yeah, thought I’d put it in here so that our backs won’t hurt tomorrow from sleeping on the hard ground.” he shrugged, zipping up the tent.

“Oh thank god.” you breathe. “You’re a life saver.”

Bucky laughed and plopped down on the air mattress.

“Do the others have one too?” you inquired.

“No - Well Sam does. We only brought two and we all had to rock, paper, scissor it to see who would get them. Sam and I won.”  he explained. You nod and dig through your bag, searching for some comfortable yet warm pajamas. Even though it was midway through summer, it was pretty cold during the night. After finding some sweats and scolding yourself for not bringing a long sleeve, you turn to Bucky.

“Could you..” you trail off and he nods, covering his eyes. Once you were done changing you tell him it’s okay to look before laying down next to him, quickly covering yourself to get warm.

You watch Bucky stand up and remove his shirt all while looking at him like he’s gone crazy. “What are you doing?”

He looks up at you. “Getting undressed to go to sleep?” he answers as a question.

“Aren’t you freezing?” you curl up in a ball, bringing the blankets closer to you.

Bucky laughs. “I never get cold, doll. I was injected with the serum, remember? They didn’t call me The Winter Soldier for nothin’.”

He chuckled at his own lame joke and you playfully roll your eyes. His hands then go down to the button of his jeans and he looks at you. “Are you okay with me sleeping in my boxers? Cause if not I can find some sweats to wear.”

You wave your hand. “Nah, it’s cool.”

Bucky smiles before pulling his pants down and tossing them towards his bag. He crawls into the blankets and gets comfortable before sighing.

“You know,” he starts off. “I hope this isn’t weird or anything - Us sharing a tent.”

You turn your head to him. “It’s not.”

“Good, cause for a second I thought-”

“I’m trying to sleep here.” Sam’s voice interrupted him and you almost forgot that everyone could hear you guys talking.

“Don’t try just do, lone wolf.” Bucky replied, Causing Tony and Steve to laugh.

After the laughter died down, it went silent and not long after soft snores could be heard from the others. You turn on your side, facing away from Bucky and trying to sleep but it was so damn cold. You hadn’t realized you were shivering until Bucky tapped you on the shoulder, causing you to turn around.

“Hey..” he whispered. “Did I wake you?”

“No.” you respond, your head almost all the way under the blankets. “I was still awake.”

“You were shivering - Are you cold?” he asked, his face illuminated by the light of the full moon outside.

“Yeah. Sorry if I woke you up.” you apologize.

“You didn’t.” he says. “Do you want to.. Um.. Do you want to - I have a lot of body heat so if you want to-”

You scoot closer to Bucky, laying your head on his chest and entwining your legs with his. He wasn’t kidding, he’s so warm. Bucky let out a sigh of relief and wrapped his arm around you, loving how close the two of you were before drifting off to sleep.

The next morning Bucky woke up to giggles. Opening his eyes, the first thing he sees was you laying on top of him, his arm lazily wrapped around your body. You must have shifted on top of him while sleeping. Smiling at how gorgeous you looked while sleeping, he almost forgot about the giggles until he heard it again. His eyes shot up at the entrance of the tent, noticing it was now open and everyone was standing there, gawking at the two of you.

A flash of a camera took Bucky by surprise and Tony smiled. “These are getting printed out and going on the fridge.”

“What the hell?” Bucky groaned, glaring at everyone.

“This is so cute.” Wanda comments, Nat nodding her head in agreement.

“Shut up, you guys are gonna wake up-”

Bucky didn’t have time to finish because you had started to wake up.

“Good morning Sleeping Beauty.”  Sam chuckled. “Sleep well?”

You look at where you were laying and close your eyes. “Oh god I’m sorry Bucky, you were just so warm and I was so cold and-”

“It’s fine, doll.” he smiled, hand rubbing your back. While continuing his actions he shot everyone a glare. “Get out.”

They obliged and leave, closing up the tent and announcing that they’ll start on breakfast. You plop back down on Bucky, pulling the covers up and closing your eyes.

“Come on, doll. We have to get up.” Bucky laughed.

“Five more minutes.” you murmur.

Bucky smiled at you and hums. He was okay with five more minutes of you on him.


A/N: Didn’t know how to end this lol oops. Anyways I just had some bomb ass tacos. I love tacos. o k a y y y y y tell me what ya think! :)

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Will edit in the morninggggg

okay, this is totally irrelevant, but have a quick story time because i had to scroll past this post and felt guilty.

way back in time, many summers ago, little old me went to visit the local library for the first time. i was young, very young, in elementary school at the time, and it blew my mind. see, the local library is more of a city library, because it’s located in the town square and is absolutely massive. we’re talking three stories and a grand staircase here. there were so many books! for free! for literal free! and i could have all of them! 

so, because elementary school me had no idea what restraint was or how to apply it to my daily life, i checked out approximately 20 books. possibly more. (the library only had a checkout limit on academic texts. well. used to only have.) i then went home and read voraciously, and was done with all of these books in about 5 days.

only no one believed i had finished all of them that fast. my parents refused to take me back, because they thought there was no way i could have finished them all. 

believe you me i was not about to take this lying down, so i must have argued for hours before i finally accepted defeat. i went back up to my room and shoved this pile of books under my bed, determined to bring them out again on my next trip to the library.

by now you might be getting an inkling of where this story is going. 

that pile of books was then forgotten under my bed until approximately my freshman year of high school, when i unearthed it as i cleaned out my room. (i was going through a ‘reinvent myself’ phase and had decided the new me was not going to be a compulsive hoarder.) somehow, in all of that time, i had never returned to the library. it seemed unbelievable. how could this have happened? i must have sat there for a solid 10 minutes in stupefied horror, running my fingers over the dust-coated spines. i knew immediately i had to return these books.

i did not immediately return the books. because freshman me was dumb as hell about a lot of things, but not about consequences, and i knew there were going to be consequences.

eventually, though, i womaned up and grabbed my wallet and a bag for the books and went to the library again. i marched right up to the front desk area and said i had some books to return and some fines to pay. so they direct me to another desk, where i hand over the decades-old (hahaha but really) library card.

this is where it went to hell in a handbasket. 

turns out when my parents brought me to the library they didn’t register for a full library card and opted to get a ‘guest’ one that would expire in a few weeks. they only put down the home phone number, no address or email. except the phone number was one digit wrong. so this library card had 20 books on it when it expired, and the librarians had to keep refreshing it or whatever for the past however many years while also repeatedly calling a number that never worked. so the fines kept racking up and they had no way of tracking down the owner of the card. 

things only got worse when i pulled out the stack of books and put them on the counter. now, i did my best to wipe off the dust and grime, but there was only so much i could do. these books looked like they belonged in a haunted house or an evil witch’s lair after spending years under my bed, and from the way the librarian was glaring at me by then i was pretty sure that was where my corpse was gonna end up too.

skip ahead to after the librarian scans all of these books, death-glaring me into submission the entire time, and informs me my total amount of fines owed is $90.26. which holy shit. holy fucking shit.

keep in mind i was an itsy-bitsy freshman in high school at this time. $90 was a lot of money to me. as a matter of fact, it still is. so i’m getting out my wallet and counting the money inside, and lucky for me i happened to have $100 and 25 cents. lucky is actually a bit of an understatement, because i got the feeling that if i had anything less or wasn’t able to pay the fine a haunted house would be one of the nicer places my corpse was gonna end up. 

except i wasn’t done being a little shit, because i apparently hadn’t learned my lesson yet. whatever that lesson was supposed to be. so while i could have put down $100 and waited to get my 74 cents change, i put down $90 and 25 cents. 

so the librarian started counting the money, and i started subtly moonwalking towards the door. as fortune would have it, i reached the glass-paned portal to salvation the moment that librarian realized i was exactly 1 cent short of paying off my fine.

she looks up and sees me standing at the door, hand wrapped around the handle. i look back at her. cue the western standoff music.

i don’t know how long we stood there. i honestly don’t. it could have been seconds. it could have been minutes. all i know is that when i felt my palms start to sweat and my knees begin to shake, i wrenched that door open with all of my strength. i had to go. 

and the librarian- the fucking librarian- vaults the desk and comes after me.

the noise that came out of my mouth was not human. it was somewhere between the shriek of a prey animal and the dying wail of an electric guitar. because this librarian, swear to god, was ancient. i’m talking ancient ancient. so ancient my own grandma (bless her heart) would look young. white-haired, sweater-vested bottle-glasses-wearing ancient. yet here she is, heels clicking across the floor, ankle-length skirt flying behind her and twin fires of pure fury burning in her eyes. i could almost hear the souls of the damned strike up their chorus. 

i deadass sprinted out of there so fast my gym teacher would have been proud. i put every action movie star from the past three decades to shame. usain bolt himself would have looked slow next to me. and i did not stop until i was standing in my bedroom again, several miles away.

to this day, i have not set foot in the city library again. i know that if i do, i will not escape alive. sometimes, in the deep, dark of the night, i hear high heels clicking across tiled floor and the sound of a door slamming shut behind me. i burned my library card and never keep anything under the bed.

so, if you’re ever wondering why i can never go to a library again, this post is why. 

like okay. i remember back in 2008 being a fifth grader. and like i was at my friend’s house and she was like, “i watched this guy called amazingphil on youtube, and he reminds me a lot of you so i think you should watch him” so i did and i went “wow yeah he’s pretty funny”

i didn’t watch youtube often till about 2011 when i got really into PewDiePie; of course i still watched phil from time to time but i watched Pewds every day

then one day in 2012 i finally decided to watch danisnotonfire and branched out from there

now here we are in the end of 2016 and i am sitting here thinking of that autumn day back in 2008 when my friend booted up her family’s old computer and i saw a phil video for the first time i can’t even remember which video it was

i remember when the superamazingproject happened

i remember the big move-in with dan

i remember them moving apartments

i remember laughing my ass off when they pretended to be a guinea pig on a dating website

i remember dan uploading the psycho french teacher video

shit i remember when they met irl

and now they completed a world tour and wrote two books and produced their own song and i cannot believe all that has happened

i remember so much from over the years and i’m so happy i found a goofy british guy online while watching youtube for the first time.

Had a guy hand me a 50 for a 10 dollar order and I gave an internal sigh
But when I said “Out of fifty? Okay, I’ll be right back I need a manager to check it.” He gasped and went “OH That’s not my 20 I’m so sorry!”
A wave of relief washed over me. I gave him his 50 and he gave me a 20.
He told me “I don’t know where my head is today, Sorry about that.”

No no. It’s fine, bless u for catching that tbh I only have 5’s and 1’s.

Okay guys! So I just came back from New York, where I went to see Hamilton and let me tell you- oh my god. It surpassed my already high expectations. The cast was SO FREAKING AMAZING! The night I went Jevon McFerrin played A.Ham, Elizabeth Judd & Syndee Winters both played Eliza and the rest of the cast was played by the people who normally play them.

Here we go:

• BRYAN TERRELL CLARK PLAYS WASHINGTON BEAUTIFULLY, I mean- In my opinion, I prefer his Washington over Christopher Jackson’s. It is THAT exceptionally good.
•Elizabeth Judd is gorgeous and so freaking good.
•Mandy Gonzalez IS AMAZING AS ANGELICA!
•Alysha Deslorieux is so good. Peggy was adorable and Maria was soooo GREAT.
•Anthony Lee Medina is my new crush. He is so freaking gorgeous and his voice is amazing, he is hilarious and makes a wonderful Laurens.
•J. QUINTON JOHNSON IS SO FREAKING AMAZING.
•Seth Stewart is also so good, he tripped on some words during Lafayette’s rap but jesus- so would I. He was amazing.
• TARAN KILLAM IS HILARIOUS, HIS KING GEORGE WAS PERHAPS THE GREATEST THING ABOUT HAMILTON.
•Thayne Jasperson stole my heart, I’m in love.
•BRANDON VICTOR DIXON IS LORD AND SAVIOR. AMEN PRAISE THE LORD IN HEAVENS UP ABOVE AND BLESS HIS TALENT HIS VOICE IS ACTING SKILLS AND HIS AARON BURR.
•I saved the best for last: JEVON MCFERRIN… Literally nothing can put into words how great his Alexander Hamilton was. His voice is similar to Lin’s, he was exceptional and I would 700% go see Hamilton again with him playing Alexander and I’d probably cry happy tears.

More stuff:

•My mom is in love with Jevon McFerrin and Taran Killam. She got very mad at Alexander when Say No To This came around but she loved Lafayette, thought Jefferson is an asshole and would 100% go hug Eliza during It’s Quiet Uptown.
•I never realized that in The Election of 1800 when Madison says “Please” after Jefferson goes “Can we get back to politics?” he actually says it the way he says it cause he’s crying?? Am I late to the realization or what? Oops
•Hurricane has the most breathtaking staging out of all the songs
•Yorktown is actually very intense.
•I spent nearly $200 on merch
•It was the best night of my life
•I cried when “Alexander Hamilton” began

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*Imagine (bxb) based vaguely off of “You Belong With Me” by Taylor Swift.

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So… that went badly.

I guess I’ll be hanging around awhile to help out, because there is no way in hell that I’m going to let Tigerclaw bring that monster back. I can’t.

As for Hattori Tatsu… I wish it hadn’t gone down that way. He was a skilled swordsman, and despite the fact that he made my childhood training agony, he still didn’t deserve to die by… whatever that dragon guy did to him.

Now the Foot are scattered and frightened and confused, and I don’t have the time to pull them together. What a mess.

There was a guy who went crazy with an axe at the main train station of my city (nobody died) a while back and the day after an American friend messaged me to ask if I’m okay, he’d “heard about the shooting”

And that’s when I realized how bad media coverage in the US is