one of the best couples ever

♡ ℓσνє ωιηѕ ♥

i’m going to be honest, this was literally one of the best things to ever happen in an anime. their relationship is so healthy and realistic and its actually treated seriously. its not used as a gag or bait to lure in lgbtq viewers, the series lets it develop along with the plot in a way that is so perfect and it

this

this normalizes same gendered couples and takes these kinds of relationships away from simply being a “weird sub-genre”. it’s proper representation, i really hope other production companies decide to follow in these footsteps. i don’t think i will ever be able to shut up about this

How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you’ll never meet them. All right, so we do the best we can. Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a chance encounter.
Do not let them go.

Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other.
You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored,
you could tell them things and they won’t judge you.
This person is your soulmate, your best friend.
Don’t ever let them go.

shoutout and a toast to
  • the pjo blogs who were relevant a couple of years back but have been forgotten or lost their relevancy because life got in the way
  • the pjo blogs who have slowly transitioned into other fandoms but is still lowkey in the fandom
  • the pjo blogs who are simply forgotten 
  • the pjo writers who wrote the best shit ever and have paved the way through progress, but now no one reads their stuff due to a new writing medium becoming popular (i.e. bulletpoint fanfic/headcanons)
  • the pjo writers who write the rawest shit but don’t get any recognition for it. you don’t need awards for validation of your masterpiece. it’s amazing. already and i’m happy you wrote and finished it! 
  • the pjo artists who are getting into pjo but because they’re not a big-named long-time fan-artists they fail to get notes. 
  • the pjo artists who are in pjo for a long-ass time but because they’re not a big-named fan-artists they fail to get notes anyway.
  • the pjo blogs who make an effort to contribute and spread the love but don’t get recognition for it.
  • you guys are great, keep doing what you do. 
  • Harry: *is the chosen one and a jockey idiot*
  • Hermione: *is smart and strong and saves everyone's ass at least ten times and is basically what everyone should aspire to in life*
  • Ron: *is a genuine guy and an amazingly loyal friend and adorably dorky*
  • Neville: *overcomes his insecurities and fears to save his friends butts*
  • Ginny: *is a kickass mofo who literally is just James reincarnated* *but cooler* *dont tell him I said that*
  • Lavender: *eventually finds her chill and becomes a badass in the war*
  • Dean and Seamus: *the worlds cutest couple and hella tough*
  • George and Fred: *best non couple couple to ever live and die*
  • Luna: *smart in the only way anyone should ever need*
  • Pansy: *you have to admit she kicks ass*
  • Blaise: *is hot*
  • Draco: *lives to gay*
  • James: *from heaven* I worry for McGonagalls mental stability
  • Lily: Oh yeah.

Skin New, Hands True, My Hands All Over You by PearlyDewdrops (44k)

Harry designs wedding cakes, so of course meeting blissfully happy couples every day is part of his job description. Unfortunately, it’s caused Harry to perpetually hope each new day is the one he’ll find love, too. That is, until Harry realises everything he’s ever wanted is right under his nose in the shape of his best friend, Louis.

But predictably, Harry only comes to this epiphany when Louis starts seeing someone else. And this is not a John Hughes movie as far as Harry is aware. Everyone else is pretty sure, though.

Featuring a heavy dose of pining, copious amounts of alcohol, drunk dialing that results in a situation reminiscent of Rachel Green’s, a ginger cat that likes to interrupt intimate moments, and a Halloween party that changes everything.

I can just imagine

After the war, everyone becoming friends and Draco’s line of “My father will hear about this” becoming an infamous joke. Harry and Ron teasing him with it; Pansy, Theo and Blaise adding fuel to the fire with stories from their childhood. Draco hates it but his best defense is only ever “I said it a COUPLE TIMES! Get over it!” And everyone just looks at him like 😒 “a couple times?” And it never gets better but in the end it becomes endearing.

One time while they’re out for drinks Ron uses the joke and Draco realizes the ginger is using it as teasing banter, not a low-hanging insult and he tosses back a bitting quip that’s met with laughter and another round.

.•*•.•*•.•*•.•*•.•*

“Is your father going to hear about this?” Harry asks as they’re both catching their breath in a dark hallway, shoved against the wall.

“Not until I know you’re never leaving me.”

Babysitter-Ashton Irwin

Originally posted by loserxhemmo96

Warning: obviously smut and language

Rating: R


Your phone buzzed next to you on your bedside table. Groaning, you rolled over in your bed and unplugged your phone. Your phone read 8:30am which made you whimper in exhaustion. Below the time was a text from your only babysitting client at the time, Ms. Irwin. You had only acquired the job because your mom had been childhood friends with her, but she was a kind woman nonetheless.

Ms. Irwin was probably the sweetest woman to have ever walked the earth, despite the hardships she had overcame such as her husband leaving her with three kids a couple years ago. But what puzzled you to no extent was the fact that such a kind woman could have the literal spawn on satan as her eldest child.

Ashton Irwin, also known as Hades by yourself and your best friend (Y/BFF/N), was probably the rude human being you have encountered. Despite his stunning looks and musical talent, he was probably the one person you admittedly hated. Although he was a kind child when the two of you where in lower school, right when he hit his teens he pushed you away and never explained his reasons for doing so.

Now, in high school, he never even spared you a glance. It wasn’t as if you were still mad at him, he had pushed you away so long ago but he only angered you when you were babysitting his two younger siblings, Lauren and Harry. It seemed funny how Ms. Irwin always had you babysit even though Ashton was right upstairs in his room playing on his drums, but you both knew he wasn’t capable of taking care of two young children. 

From: Ms. Irwin-8:30am

Hey (Y/n), I’m so sorry to be an inconvenience to you but I was wondering if you can possibly watch the kids starting from 11am today to 7pm tomorrow? Sorry my boss just told me I have to come for a conference this weekend.

You groaned and sat up, running your hand through your hair before responding.

To: Ms. Irwin-8:34am

I’d be happy to (: I’ll see you at 11.

Since you had already woken up you knew attempting to go back to sleep was going to be useless. Hesitantly, you placed your bare feet on the cold wooden floor and quickly scampered to the bathroom to brush your teeth and you went to your kitchen to eat something for breakfast.

Time seemed to fly by and before you knew it you were approaching the front door of the Irwin household with your small overnight bag by your side.

You knocked once and the door flew open seconds later. Instead of the bright and smiling face of Ms. Irwin, you were greeted by the irritated look on Ashton’s face. “Hey Ash,” you smiled, despite the uncomfortable look on his face.

He closed the door behind you, “Don’t call me that,” he mumbled before walking past you to climb up his stairs and probably sulk in his room.

“(Y/n)!” Lauren yelled before wrapping her arms around your legs, followed by Harry.

“Hey guys! Are you excited about this weekend?” you asked, ruffling Harry’s hair.

They nodded in unison and you detached yourself from them to find Ms. Irwin who was in the kitchen making them their lunch. “Hi Ms. Irwin, how are you?” you asked, leaning against the counter.

She jumped in surprise, “Oh hi dear! I’m great, how are you?”

“I’m okay,” you responded.

“Thank you so much for coming on short notice. I really appreciate it.”

You smiled, grabbing the plates from her that held the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches she had made for them. “Of course, anytime. And don’t you have a plane to catch?” I asked.

Her eyes widened, “You’re right!” she rushed to grab her bags, “Again, thank you and I hope Ashton isn’t too much of a bother. He probably won’t leave his room anyways. Text me if there’s an emergency!” she yelled before running out to her car.

You let out a long breath before turning back to the two kids standing behind me. “So, what do you two wanna do?”

—————–

“That movie was so good!” Lauren yelled from the backseat of your car. The three of you had just went to the theater to see Moana and the kids were ecstatic about it.

You nodded and smiled, “Yeah it was great! What do you guys say? Ice cream when we get home?” They all nodded in excitement at your offer and practically bounced in their chairs until you arrived home.

Once you parked your car in the driveway they ran out of the car towards the house and flung themselves on the couch, awaiting their ice cream. You smiled at their excitement and went into the kitchen and pulled out the chocolate ice cream. 

You groaned when you realized the bowls where just about five centimeters from your reach even while you were on your toes. Suddenly, a body was pressed flush against yours. “You’re too damn short,” a voice said gruffly from behind you. You turned your head slightly to see Ashton’s bare, broad chest.

Before you knew it he had pulled down three bowls and placed them in front of you. “Thank you,” you whispered for no apparent reason, just because of the close proximity. 

His body lingered behind you for only a couple of seconds before he disappeared. You felt your face heat up but you quickly dismissed any thoughts of Ashton before scooping ice cream into the bowls.

“Who wants ice cream?” you asked, walking into the living room but you stopped in your tracks when the two toddlers were passed out on the couch. A soft smile spread across your face at the two softly sleeping. You set the bowls on the coffee table and picked up Harry to bring him to his room. 

After tucking both of them in you started walking down the hall to get to the stairs but you stopped in your tracks when you heard All Time Low blasting loudly from Ashton’s room.

You approached his door and opened it slightly, “Ashton can you please turn down your music? The kids are sleep-oh my god what are you doing!” you screeched when you saw Ashton laying naked on his bed, slowing pumping his length.

His face morphed into his signature angry expression and he pulled on his boxers before slamming the door in your face. You stood in front of his door, shell shocked for minutes until you finally processed what had actually happened and you ran downstairs to grab your bag and you shut the door to the guestroom down stairs.

Trying to get what you saw out of your head, you pulled out the book you brought with you and started to read. As you flipped through the pages you couldn’t seem to focus on what the story was telling you but rather on how hot Ashton looked, panting and grabbing his thick length in his hand.

A hard knock on your door interrupted your thoughts and you stood up from your bed, expecting one of the kids to be asking for the ice cream you promised them earlier.

But instead of the faces of one of the kids, when you opened the door you were faced with Ashton, and he looked more pissed then ever.

“Hey Ashton, I’m really sorry, I should’ve knocked-” your sentence was cut short yet again when Ashton flipped the two of you around and pushed you up against the door. 

You gasped when you felt his hot lips press hard kisses down the base of your throat. “Do you know what I was thinking about when I was jerking off?” he asked as he brought his face up to yours.

“What?” you asked.

His breath fanned against your face in uneven pants. “You,” he said before pressing his lips against yours.

It took you less than a minute to respond and you started moving your lips in sync with his. “Fuck I need you so bad,” he mumbled against your lips. All you could do was whimper in desperation.

“Where did this come from?” you panted, tangling your hands in his sandy curls.

He groaned when you tugged at his hair, “Fuck, I’ve liked you since we were crib mates.” With that his pressed his lips feverishly to yours again. You moaned when he shoved his tongue in your mouth.

His fingers slowly crept from your hips to your butt. He squeezed it lightly and pulled your body closer to his hips. He ground his rock hard erection against your clothed heat. “Fuck,” he drawled out. “I want to taste you so bad princess,” he mumbled against your lips.

He didn’t give you time to respond before he swiftly picked you up and sat down on the bed. With you straddling him, you pushed his chest back so you were on top of him. You tugged at his shirt, indicating you wanted it removed and he soon lifted it over his head. As he removed his shirt, you pulled yours over your head as well and you reached to unclasp your bra.

As soon as you had no clothes remaining on your top half, Ashton flipped you over so he hovered over you. “What do you want baby girl?” he asked, latching himself to one of your breasts. His tongue flicked over the sensitive bud and he grazed his teeth over it causing you to tug at his hair. 

“Anything, Ash. Please, I’m so wet.” 

A whimper escaped his lips as he left a trail of kisses down in between the valley of your breasts and he stopped right at the band of your sweatpants. He looked up at you for approval you merely nodded in response to his silent question.

Quickly, he pulled down your pants and continued kissing up your thighs from your knees. He kept stopping right where you needed him most so eventually you sighed in frustration, “Ash, please don’t tease-oh motherfucking shit!” you yelled wen he licked a long strip up your clothed heat.

He pulled down your underwear and left a kiss on your clit. “I love it when you call me that,” he mumbled before completely diving in.

His lips wrapped around your clit, sucking harshly causing your back to arch. When he added two fingers you almost lost it, “A-Ash, I c-can’t hold on much longer,” you whimpered, pulling his head closer.

He hummed against you sending vibrations that sent you over the edge. You let out a long moan as the knot inside of you exploded and you chanted his name repeatedly.

When he finally came up for air you pulled towards you and attached your lips to his. A hint of you could be tasted on his tongue which only made you more excited.

You dropped one of your hands down and slid it beneath his boxers. Grabbing his length, you slowly pumped it and with your thumb, you spread his precum around his tip.

He shivered, “As hot as you are doing this, can you please save this for next time because I’m literally about to burst and I really want to be inside of you when I do so.”

You didn’t stop pumping him which caused him to growl and grab both of your hands in one of his and he held them above your head. “Fuck you’re such a bad girl,” he groaned, pulling down his boxers with his other hand.

Out of anticipation, you rubbed your thighs together to try and create friction but he placed a hand in between them and spread them so wide you already knew walking would be an issue in the morning.

You felt his pulsing tip at your entrance and your mouth opened wide when he pushed his length all the way in. “Oh my-holy shit Ash,” you moaned, struggling against his grip because you ached to touch him.

“You’re so tight, princess,” he let out shakily.

You begged him to move and when he finally brought his length out and snapped his hips back into yours you could’ve sworn you saw stars. “Ashton, you’re so thick-fuck!” you arched your chest into his when he hit your g-spot.

He finally released your hands from his and brought his hand down to rub your clit. Instantly you brought your nails to his back and slowly dragged them down his soft skin. “Faster,” you moaned and tugged his lips down to yours.

He obeyed your wish and started snapping his hips harder and faster against yours. When he hit you g-spot again you clenched around him and he let out a strangled moan. “Fuck princess, please do that again.”

You clenched around him and without warning, he shot his load into you, making you cum around him as well. “(Y/n)!” he chanted as his thrusts got sloppy as he milked out both of your orgasms. 

Once the two of you had come down from your highs he turned and slowly pulled out and leaned on his side to face you. “I meant what I said.”

“And what was that?” you asked with a raised eyebrow.

“That I actually have really like you since we were crib buddies,” he laughed lightly. “I just didn’t know how to talk to a girl I really like and I didn’t wanna fuck it up.”

You smiled and pressed your lips to his. “I like you too.”

A wide smile spread across his face as he pulled you closer so that your head was resting on his chest. He turned off the bedside table lamp next to him and he left a kiss on your forehead. “Goodnight princess.”

[ INTERMISSION ] Holiday Break!!!

It’s that time of the year again and for once I have a break.

Firstly, THANK YOU ALL for being around for another year, you’re the best! <3

Secondly, THANK YOU for your support through the lows of my life, for patiently waiting when shit hit the fan, etc.

Thirdly, THANK YOU for coping with my swearing, that won’t change anytime soon… like… ever. :)

I won’t be around for the next couple of weeks, so in case you’re celebrating whatever is you celebrate around this time of year, enjoy and I wish you all happy holidays and all the damn best in the next year, which hopefully will be less cruel.

Stay well, have fun, be safe, in case you’re going through tough times, don’t give up, keep kicking ass because you obviously do, you can do this, whatever ‘this’ is. Also, be fucking nice! Don’t be fucking dicks and cunts to one another, we got enough shit going on in this world. Meanwhile smile and fucking wave and… I don’t know, sugar, spice and everything nice, hearts and rainbows and all that.

God, I’m bad at this sort of shit. ANYWAY…

See you all in 2017, you awesomes!

Smutty Chaptered Fics

Brick by Brick - embarrassing_myself and insanityplaysfics

Summary: No one said having an unmated Alpha and an unmated Omega living under the same roof was going to be easy, but add in a mess of feelings and desire, and things go from bad to worse. When Phil Lester asked his best friend, Dan Howell, to move in with him, he thought he could ignore his feelings and refrain from submitting, but with an oblivious Dan scenting him every other day, he decides he has to put a stop to it. Jealousy and misunderstandings collide to throw their lives into chaos, forcing both men to reconsider their relationship. Will they ever get their happy ending, or will prevalent sexism force them apart?

Come What May (ao3) - PhantasticFiction

Summary: Phil Lester usualy wasn’t one to go to strip clubs. But after being coaxed into it by a couple of his friends he meets the ever hypnotizing Greyson Bear(Dan Howell). Easily falling in love with him Phil works to save Dan from the underworld of prostitution.

danandphilKINKS (ao3) - snsk

Summary: “I’ve got mine!” Dan said, waving it triumphantly. Phil knew this was serious, then, because a) he hadn’t procrastinated on it at all, and b) it was barely legible: he’d handwritten it.Or: Dan and Phil have a bucket list. Except with less seeing the Great Wall of China and more Googling how to wash enema.

God’s Gift To Men (ao3) - rossendalebabe

Summary: Phil and his girlfriend seem quite happy until one night, his flatmate Dan has a bad experience and everything changes forever.

Good Luck Boy (ao3) - iguessicantry

Summary: Born of a prostitute, Dan never expected anything better for himself, until he met Phil.

How Much For That Bear In The Window? - venuslester

Summary: Dan, an eighteen year old boy who has finally reached the age to be sold from the whorehouse he used to call home, is given to a man with dreamy blue eyes who makes this seem a lot less terrifying.

In Another Life (ao3) - analester

Summary: A chaptered fic made up of a series of smutty oneshots taking place in the pastel!dan and punk!phil alternate universe.

Let Me Be Your Call Boy - embarrassing-myself and insanityplaysfics

Summary: After coming out as gay to his friends on his birthday, the last thing Dan is expecting is to be gifted a call boy as a present, let alone one that’s been paid for for the entire night. Allowing Phil to show him the ropes is his first mistake, paying him to come back every week is his second, and using him to convince his parents he really is gay is his third. As a successful lawyer, the money isn’t the problem - falling in love is.

kinky week (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: It’s like spooky week, but instead of videos and scary games I’m just writing five really* kinky things.*by really I mean not actually that kinky probs.

Showbiz (ao3) - jlawad

Summary: Dan, a shy college freshman, finds himself a job working as a model for an art student. Phil, the art student, likes to explore the art of BDSM.

Your Love’s a Fucking Drag (But I Need It So Bad) - phansdick, whalefairyfandom12

Summary: Dan likes black and leather jackets, Phil likes reading in solitude and playing video games. But they have one thing in common as new roommates at uni: They are both completely straight. Just because they like to get each other off every once in a while doesn’t make it any different.

its always the person who you won’t think will ever hurt you that always does and its always the best friend thats “forever” that ends up being the one whose not.
Nothing is fucking predictable, and you can’t predict anyones intentions in your life, you can only live through them. And these past couple weeks I’ve been feeling so damn alone, I seem to forget that I am surrounded by people.
All I can do is replay every single word you’ve said to me over and over again, and I still feel the same way I did, when I first heard those words.
And I can’t make sense of anything anymore. Everything that I thought made sense, stopped and everything that I thought I knew turned into everything that I didn’t know at all.
I used to think that we were forever. I mean, we’ve been through worse, and we were still side by side after it all and now nothing has even happened, we just stopped telling each other everything and then we just stopped telling each other anything at all, and then before i could even make sense of it, there was so much distance between us that there was nothing to reach for anymore. Your so far away, and there is no point in reaching over anymore because we are not the same people we used to be.
I used to think that when somebody said they loved you they’ll love you forever. i used to think loving someone was something that would never go away. the words “I love you” were so raw for me, but none of that makes sense anymore because the truth is, people lie.
Sometimes “i love you” is just a lie, and sometimes its not. But when do you know when its real?
the answer is, you dont.. and sometimes someone will love you one day and then completely ignore you the next for no reason at all.
nothing about anything makes sense anymore. people are here one day, their gone the next. sometimes you don’t even get a reason, you just get to stay up night after night wondering where the fuck did it all go wrong?
and it just doesn’t make sense. nothing makes sense, and I don’t know how to take in the fact that, there are no reasons for why things happen, and sometimes you get no reason to why someone just stops loving you and stops being there for you. You just get to live through it.
—  We used to stay up on the phone talking for hours, now I cant even get a text back. 

can you believe that next week my life will be over and so will season 3 of skam and i will forever be in a state of numbness bc

on the one hand i will be so happy to have gotten to witness this entire series in real time whilst making the BEST memories along the way on this whole epic journey of isak and even’s as both individual characters and together as a couple

but i’ll also be in a constant state of mourning bc i KNOW that NO OTHER show will ever meet this intangible standard that skam has set, ever, to fulfill every deep need of mine i have ever wanted to see be depicted on a tv show in such a REAL form and be represented SO ACCURATELY. no other show is just gonna do it for me now? how do i move on now? how do i go back to life without skam until season 4 now? what am i gonna do?

ugh this is so bittersweet bc this HONESTLY is a case of “i know you’re gonna end, and i know you have to end, because all good things come to an end … but i don’t want you to end and go because … you’ve been so good to me. so good to me.”

Reblog this if you ship bechloe

I mean lets be honest how can you not? just look at them to be honest Brittany and Anna have made their characters who they are, they have built up such a strong chemistry together that it just flows off on to that screen and off screen, no wonder they one best chemistry award i mean hello?

the chemistry between Brittany and Anna though is so commendable because if the chemistry wasn't so strong between the two of them there wouldnt be any bechloe and there is!!! 

i find it so strange how they just shoved Anna and Skylar as (Jesse and Beca) together as an on screen couple even though them as actors had no chemistry together what so ever where as you can just feel the chemistry between Anna and Brittany, that is why it comes off so well on screen. 

SO FLIRTATIOUS 

Originally posted by brittany-snodes

EYE FUCKING

Originally posted by brittany-snodes

THAT LIP STARE THOUGH

Originally posted by ppure-serendipityy

THAT LIP STARE AGAIN 

Originally posted by thisliarisonfire

SO HANDS ON WITH EACHOTHER

Originally posted by purplemartiansfrommars

OOPS JUST SENDRICK

Originally posted by as-normal-as-it-gets

I’ll Be There - Part 11

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Member: Hoseok

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 3523

Summary: You and Hoseok are best friends and just like any story that starts like this, nothing good ever happens. One night when Hoseok is in his drunken state, he says some things that make you reconsider how much worth you actually have in his life.

A/N: There are a couple of things that I just want to let you guys know. Firstly,  I’m not too sure if there will be an update on sunday because it is New Year’s and I’m out all of tomorrow so I won’t have any time to right. Second, I don’t know if you guys know this already, but I do read the comments you guys post on the chapters and I do reply to them :) (not that you guys have to reply to my replies, but I just wanted you to know just incase some of you thought that I’m not seeing them or anything) Enjoy Xx 

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

We need to talk.

We need to talk.

We need to talk.

But do you really want to talk right now? After everything that has happened after you and Hoseok “talked.” Nothing ever worked out peacefully. There is no such thing as “just a talk.” Is there?

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Shower Secrets (M)

Originally posted by defsouljb

A shower with your male best friend - in what world would that ever be a good idea? You know how it’ll end, yet you can’t seem to bring yourself to stop Jaebum from joining you.

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 3,161

Warnings: very rough

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x-i-l-verify  asked:

Hello there! I just wanted to say that I love your Critical Role art, especially your designs for all the characters. :D I couldn't help but notice, however, that we've never seen your take on Tiberius. If you ever feel like drawing him, I'd love to see how he looks in your style. :)

aw thank you so much!! that means alot to me, and ive had a couple tibs sketches kicking around ive been too lazy to clean up lmao but hereS ONE FOR YA