Week Ending September 11th, 2017

  1. Tom Holland
  2. Sebastian Stan +2
  3. Bill Skarsgård
  4. Chris Evans −1
  5. Dylan O'Brien +10
  6. Tom Hiddleston +1
  7. Jennifer Lawrence
  8. Jensen Ackles +2
  9. Kim Kardashian
  10. Kit Harington −8
  11. Katie McGrath −5
  12. Emilia Clarke −7
  13. Evan Peters
  14. Margot Robbie
  15. Cole Sprouse −3
  16. Finn Wolfhard
  17. Dominique Provost-Chalkley −8
  18. Kylie Jenner −4
  19. Gal Gadot −3
  20. Kendall Jenner −1

The number in italics indicates how many spots a name moved up or down from the previous week. Bolded names weren’t on the list last week.

Originally posted by wellclutchmypearls


Either the world is coming together
or else the world is falling apart—
         here—now—along these letters,
         against the walls of every heart.

Today, tomorrow, within its weather,
the end or beginning’s about to start—
         the world impossibly coming together
         or very possibly falling apart.

Now the lovers’ mouths are open—
maybe the miracle’s about to start:
         the world within us coming together,
         because all around us it’s falling apart.

Even as they speak, he wonders,
even as the fear departs:
         Is that the world coming together?
         Can they keep it from falling apart?

The image, gradually, is growing sharper;
now the sound is like a dart:
         It seemed their world was coming together,
         but in fact it was falling apart.

That’s the nightmare, that’s the terror,
that’s the Isaac of this art—
         which sees that the world might come together
         if only we’re willing to take it apart.

The dream, the lure, isn’t an answer
that might be plotted along some chart—
         as we know the world that’s coming together
         within our knowing’s falling apart.


Song of the Shattering Vessels

Either the world is coming together,
or else the world is falling apart —
here — now — along these letters,
against the walls of every heart.

Today, tomorrow, within its weather,
the end or beginning’s about to start —
the world impossibly coming together
or very possibly falling apart.

Now the lovers’ mouths are open —
maybe the miracle’s about to start:
the world within us coming together,
because all around us it’s falling apart.

Even as they speak, he wonders,
even as the fear departs:
Is that the world coming together?
Can they keep it from falling apart?

The image, gradually, is growing sharper;
now the sound is like a dart:
It seemed their world was coming together,
but in fact it was falling apart.

That’s the nightmare, that’s the terror,
that’s the Isaac of this art —
which sees that the world might come together
if only we’re willing to take it apart.

The dream, the lure, is the prayer’s answer,
which can’t be plotted on any chart —
as we know the world that’s coming together
without our knowing is falling apart.

By Peter Cole.

The Adventures of Disneyland - Cole Fluff

Request: can you write something about Cole having a kid and spends the day with his gf and kid at Disneyland

Warnings: None :)

Notes: Y/k/n = Your kids’ name. Y/k/c/n = Your kids’ character name. Also, sorry it’s a bit short!

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“Mummy! It’s Peter Pan!” Y/k/n yanked on my arm excitedly. A laugh left my lips as we approached Peter. 

“Well hello there, Y/k/c/n!” Peter exclaimed excitedly, bowing his head. Y/k/n laughed and waved a shy hello. 

Originally posted by justapatheticbaka

“Can I take a picture with you?” Y/k/n shyly asks.

“Of course! But, how? Though your eyes?” Peter asks confused. Cole laughed and shook his head. 

“No, it’s a thing called a camera,” Cole smiles, taking his phone out of his pocket. 

“A camera?” Peter asks, confusion taking over as he scratched his head. 

“Yeah see,” Cole smiles, sticking out his phone and taking a selfie of all of us with Peter Pan, before taking a few with Y/k/n. After a few more minutes spent with Peter Pan, Y/k/n wanted to go on some other rides. 

“Alright, well I hope to see you in Neverland!” Peter waves, with a massive smile on his face. We say our goodbye and depart, going our separate ways. Cole gently grabs Y/k/n’s hand, whilst I grab the other as we continue walking. 

“What ride next, Y/k/n?” Cole asks, slightly bending down and looking at Y/k/n.

Originally posted by gabbiesworld

“Teacup! Teacup!”


We all sat in the green tea cup, at the Mad Hatter Party ride. Cole and I were on either sides of Y/k/n. As the teacup started to spin, a loud giggle left Y/k/n’s lips, causing Cole and I both to laugh along too. 

The ride slowed down and stopped, and a worker came and undid the bolt on the outside, allowing us to step off. 

“Do you wanna go in the gift shop now?” I ask.

“Yes please, mummy!”. The three of us walked down to the gift shop, and keeping my eye on Y/k/n, Cole and I stood in the corner, looking at a few items. 

“Thanks again for coming with us. It means so much to Y/k/n,” I smile over at him. Cole places his hand on my cheeks, and lent down to place a gentle kiss on my lips. 

Originally posted by b-l-u-e-l-u-n-g-s

“Well, thank you for letting me be apart of Y/k/n‘s life.”

Originally posted by riverdale-edits

Request Prompts

Here are some prompts to use when requesting.



1. “I actually thought I could count on you.”

2. “So you thought what we had was a joke?”

3. “I wonder if you wander in my dreams to catch my nightmares.”

4. “Please tell me your real.”

5. “I like the way you kiss me.”

6. “Your hair is like a marshmallow.”

7. “You are mental.”

8. “I have lost so much, and I don’t want to lose you too.”

9. “Your smile is the only thing I want to see.”

10. “Would you just kiss me already?”

11. “I like you for a lot of reasons. Too many for my own good.”

12. “I’m not very good when it comes to relationships.”

13. “Do you really love me, or was that an illusion you made me believe?”

14. “You, me, date, Friday. Pick me up at six. Okay bye!”

15. “You are a real asshole, did you know?“

16. “Between you and food, I choose food.”

17. “I just want to cuddle.”

18. “Tell me something good.”

19. “I am a never ending spiral of emotions.”

20. “He is so ignorant, to the fact I’m in love with him.”

21. “Now that should go on Instagram.”

22. “Tony, shut up, I’m not afraid to go world star on you.”

23. “God, I love you so much.”

24. “How the fuck did someone hack me?! I have Norton!“

25. “I don’t want to be your friend.”

26. “I love you dork. Even if you don’t feel the same way.”

27. “I’m like a house of cards. One blow and I’m broken.”

28. “I got lost in you. And it’s the kind of lost that is exactly like being found.”

29. “How stupid of me to think I was the only flower in your garden.”

30. “I hope you find the happiness you’ve been pretending to have.”

31. “Oh please. You know I give a fuck about you everyday.”

32. “I saw you in my dreams again. It felt so real.”

33. “I want to feel nothing the next time I see you.”

34. “Your hearts too big for your own good.”

35. “You won’t understand and I can’t explain.”

36. “You can’t take back what you said.”

37. “Wow, you weren’t kidding when you said you couldn’t dance.”

38. “Does it bother you that we barely ever talk?”

39. “What do you do if you don’t complete the person that completes you?”

40. “But I needed you. And guess what?-you were never there.”


A new method of physick: or, A short view of Paracelsus and Galen’s practice: in 3. treatises. I. Opening the nature of physick and alchymy. II. Shewing what things are requisite to a physitian and alchymist. III. Containing an harmonical systeme of physick.
written in Latin by Simeon Partlicius, phylosopher, and physitian in Germany. Translated into English by Nicholas Culpeper, Gent. student in physick and astrologie, dwelling on the east-side of Spittle-fields, neer London.
London : Printed by Peter Cole in Leaden-Hall, and are to be sold at his shop at the sign of the Printing-press in Cornhil neer the Royal Exchange: and by S. Howes, J. Garfield, and R. Westbrook, 1654.

A fascinating mid 17th century text - printed in 1654 the preface dated is 1653 - making this one of the last books published in Nicholas Culpeper’s lifetime [Oct.18, 1616 - Jan.10, 1654]

Remarkably scarce I can trace only one physical copy of this edition on Worldcat Worldwide in the University of Glasgow

Imagine- Out to Dinner with Led Zeppelin- Requested Yesterday

Imagine you’ve been dating Jimmy Page. You’re unsure about whether he’s serious about you or not. You’ve been thinking about that all day. Then he calls you and you two have a long talk. He asks you to back to England with him,he wants you to move in. You spend the night packing and get to sleep at about 4. The phone rings and wakes you up.
It’s Jimmy, he tells you it’s 5 pm and invites you to dinner at the Whisky. He says he’ll come around to get you in about an hour. You quickly shower and dress. You put on a little foundation and some eyeliner. A little mascara. You put on a gorgeous pair of heels and go down to the living room to wait. A few minutes later, there’s a knock at the door. It’s Jimmy, you link arms and he walks you to the waiting limo. He puts the door and you see the rest of the band. You get in and Robert tells you, you look lovely. Jimmy and John Bonham agree.
On the way to the whisky, the boys drink and talk about their last show, tomorrow. You lay your head on Jimmy’s shoulder and his hand snakes up your thigh. You can tell he’s feeling pretty frisky tonight buts it’s okay. He’ll pay for teasing you later. The limo stops and the driver opens the door. As you get out and walk away you see the driver checking you out from the corner of your eye. Your glad you chose such a form fitting dress for tonight. Every man seems to have trouble keeping his eyes off you.
Jimmy leads you all back to a table in a darkened corner. You make sure to let everyone else get in first leaving you on end with Jimmy directly next to you. As you all order drinks, you rest your hand on Jimmy’s thigh. As you make small talk with the band’s manger Peter Grant, your hand moves farther up his thigh. Robert asks you about your hometown. You two start talking about small town life and you slip your hand into Jimmy’s pant. You causally glance around the table to make sure no one sees what your doing. They don’t, they’re all engaged in conversation with groupies and fans. Even Robert’s attention has turned to Catherine James.
Jimmy’s breathing quickens as you begin to stroke his member. You lean over and whisper “you just wait, I’m not even halfway done.” As the night progresses, everyone drinks more and more. They’re all pretty plastered within an hour. This whole time you’ve been stroking Jimmy, just to the brink and stopping. You look around the room. Robert has tongue in Catherine’s mouth and his hand noticeably in her pants. John Bonham, Peter Grant and Richard Cole are shooting pool. John Paul Jones has disappeared, as he has a tendency to do.
This is perfect, everyone distracted and entirely wasted. You slip under the table and undo his zipper. You then him in to your mouth, sucking him eagerly. You keep a fast pace because you know he’s going to cum any second. His hands wrap themselves in your hair. He pulls it gently. You hear him hiss and feel his warm seed go down your throat. You crawl back up in your seat and wipe your mouth on a napkin. You look around to see if anyone noticed, they didn’t.
The bar has degenerated into a dull drunken roar. No ones paying attention to any thing but their own fun. You kiss Jimmy and say “Your turn.” He descends down underneath the table. You spread your legs nice and wide. He crawls between them and looks up at you. “Naughty girl, no panties.” He says with a smile. You lean back in your seat and smile spreads across your face. He licks you with long hard strokes. Soon your quivering with anticipation. He slips in one finger then another. He begins sucking your love button and moving his fingers in and out in unison. Soon your on the verge of cumming and he stops.He gets up and grabs your hand. You both walk out to the limo. On your way back to his hotel, he continues rubbing you wet, aching kitty and whispers in your ear"Darling, I always get the last laugh.“

With 2016 approaching, I decided to get back working on a trailer/tribute for the Eighth Doctor’s “Era” in the EU, as it will be the 20th anniversary of the “Doctor Who” TV Movie. The gif above is from the Eighth Doctor Adventures section and shows the Edifice hanging over Gallifrey as seen in The Ancestor Cell

anonymous asked:

There's a really cute new Bughead still out, too, Zumpie (cute as in, it's Bughead and they're holding hands, though Jug looks to be on the phone with "business"). BTW, I figured out what that new SH pic reminds me of. Lili is like Wendy Darling who had to disguise Peter Pan (Cole) with regular pants and a less suspicious hat. He's going to buy new wooden flutes for the lost boys, hence their location. Love them.

Awww….I think the fiming pic is from a couple of episodes earlier, in fact I’m pretty positive Juggie’s getting word FP’s about to be released, but we’ll see. However, it’s quite apparent they’re very much together, there.

For the second, I thought since it’s a music store, they were shopping for Betty’s tambourine. Or since Cole’s the non-musical one, maybe HE’LL play tambourine in the band, with Betty on drums….