reading some of my old posts

Oh no…..

Shane and Shauna switched rooms after Brady was born.  She was never bothered by the monster in her old room.  Looks like the monster likes this room.

Poor baby…..

Running off to get some adult help.

If you’d like to read the Runaways (Sophie/Caleb) Legacy from the beginning and check out my other stories, please click here.

Runaways Legacy History - a synopsis in one post


Better version of yesterdays post - this time with some of the actual art (my faves) - you can see all of the art here (plus some stuff about the art) in my A03 post: Art for Old Folks

And you can read @beignetbenny‘s story also on A03: Old Folks

This was for the @sabrielbigbang 


Sam Winchester had been working his entire life for that moment. He would present his expedition, get the funding, and finally follow through with his dream. Traveling the world for the things that go bump in the night. The real monsters, cryptids, that were just there in the world’s own backyard.

There were a few slight changes that needed to take place though. He’d need to do all of that with one thousand dollars, a Volkswagen Bus that nobody trusts to go more than one hundred miles at a time, and a smart talking anthropology major who is originally only there for the money.

Today, I fucked up... by having a cracked iPhone screen

I go to a religious school, and it has a rather large church that we attend on Sundays, so a lot of time I browse Reddit. Past week I finally decided to make an account so I can upvote and comment and that sort of shit.

Anyways… here’s the story- I’m cruising old Reddit posts on /r/AskReddit under the top rated section, and reading the comments.

I find the funniest comment to me for some reason which was “Nothing puts me in the mood to fuck a pregnant stripper like Squidbillies.” So like a normal guy, I copy paste it to send to my friend down the row who is also on Reddit.

But instead of iMessage, I have to hold it and send it as a text bc his data is off, whatever. But because of the cracks in my screen I accidentally pressed “Speak” which is next to “Send as text message”

Then proceeds Siri’s voice- echoing over the dead quiet sanctuary, down the balcony and off the walls: “NOTHING PUTS ME IN THE MOOD TO FUCK A PREGNANT STRIPPER LIKE SQUIDBILLIES”

And 300 people all around me turn to see my face- red from embarrassment and eyes with tears because of how funny it actually was.

So.. this morning after my first final exam I get a call slip to the Administration office and assigned 75 demerits and having my enrollment threatened if I let my phone scream about intercourse with pregnant strippers again.

Check out more TIFU: Internet`s best fuck ups are here.

anonymous asked:

((psst you said u were reading sappy klance fics, would u mind pointing me in the direction of a few? Im gonna read the professor au one I posted rn. dw if u don't want to (: ))

egilrghlladgl i WISH sorry, i was just catching up to some old klance fics that i’d been saving up like dirty laundry but here’s some from my ao3 history:

Sorry that’s all i got, i havent looked at newer ones and would actually appreciate some recs myself


alright so here’s the masterlist on my new blog. it’s the exact same, just on another blog tbh ;) 

if anything isn’t as it should be (the links aren’t working, wrong title, ect) please me so i can fix it 

if you wanna chat about writing and 5sos and stuff pls hit me up ! 

now, happy reading and tell me what you think about the writings!

(most/some of the pieces are on my old blog but there won’t be posted any writing on @calumsbtich anymore)

☆ = means personal favourites 

☼ = means over 100 notes

= means over 200 notes

 = means over 300 notes

* = means smut

valentine!5sos blurb night with @calumsbicth​







The Awful and the Adorable ☆ ♔

The Unprepared Guest (Halloween series)  ☼


Eyes ☆ ♔


soft apologies *✧



Nia  ♔

Coping Mechanism

That Lovelis Bitch  ♔

Years Long Past ☆ ☼ - Part 2

Jealous Daddy ✧

The Cutie from Stanford

You Could’ve Killed Me  ✧ (Halloween series)

Two Lovebirds In The Water ✧

Love In The Air(port) ✧

Please ✧

In Charge ♔

One Match 

Change of Status 

A Christmas Miracle ✧



How Can I Be Good Enough? 

Let’s Just Pretend ☆ ✧

Scary Ex-Girlfriend ♔ (Halloween Series)

A Treaty Trickster  (Halloween series)

Long Time No See ✧

Angry Arzaylea ♔


Hurt ☆ ☼



Doctor Stranger(Halloween Series)

Movie Theatre and Chill 

No, Please & Thank You 

Everything that doesn’t make sense about me, makes sense when I’m with you

4 / 4 / ALL

Jealous (4/4) 

Worried about nothing (4/4)

How you cuddle (4/4) 

Breakups are painful (4/4) 

Closer - Song Preference

Outer Space - Song Preference

Request here! (unless they’re closed. of course, you can still share your ideas, but don’t expect them to be written)

Prompts if you can’t think of anything

I didn’t realize the grave robbing story was a meme?? I know I just talked about this, but I’m going to make a separate post because all the jokes about this kinda rub me the wrong way.

This isn’t a “haha tumblr is so weird and crazy” thing.  The grave robber actually lives in my city (though of course they’re not from here). This is actually a huge problem in New Orleans. We can’t bury people in the ground because the bodies float back up. Most of our cemeteries look like this: 

They’re built like that to prevent exactly this problem. But some older and poorer (read Blacker) areas of the city have really old under ground graves. But like, let me reiterate how underpriviledged those people were/are to be buried without even a slab over the grave here. Tourists and transplant “witches” (which we have a lot of bc New Orleans and Magik and Voodoo right?!?) end up taking bones a lot. It’s serious deal here because after it rains, the bones from those underground graves just surface. What people doing this fail to understand is that families of those people still live here. And often in the same areas. Imagine finding out tourists and privileged “wiccans” are going to your family cemetery and taking your loved ones’ bones. That’s the reality of a lot of people here.

It’s not a joke to us.

16121x fansign

(post it) to. seungcheol
seungcheol-ah, people around me have called me pathetic because i like idols when i’m this old. they tell me to get a hold of myself very often… i’ve already said that my happiness is here (with svt) but i’d be lying if i wasn’t sad. i need some words of comfort.

s.coups: i don’t think it’s any of their business! sorry fan’s mother. what can you do about something you like…

(he was writing something then stopped)
sc: i almost cursed
fan: it’s ok if you do!
sc: it’s not something those people should worry about
fan: including my mother
sc: (surprised) no no sorry no sorry to your mother
(when moving onto the next member)
sc: noona, don’t worry about them and be a fan! except for your mother!

source: B.D!
translation by mountean (and some help from @tookorean)

31/05/16 (May 31st, 2016)

  • Had a small haul of stationery at Muji 2 weeks ago
  • Last week my amazing cousin (who’s been obsessed with Muji for years) also bought me more pens and highlighters from Muji😘
  • Got some washi tape from my trip to the US
  • Re-read parts of Othello and took more notes
  • Watched a documentary and added new information to my old notes📝

[Listening to: Bleeding Out by Imagine Dragons]

Amren and the King of Hybern

I may have become a little obsessed today with one character. While doing some research for my Easter Egg posts, I kept getting pulled back into a line from ACOMAF.

Amren said, “The King of Hybern is old Rhys – very old. Do not linger.” –pg 580

If 500 year old Illyrians are boys, how old must the King be to be classified as very old?  She was also speaking as if she knew the king, not of him, but interacted with him in her past adventures. Remember she was estimated to be older than Prythian, older than Velaris.

The team that goes to Hybern does not make logical sense to me. Amren can read the Book, why wouldn’t she go?

Rhysand said, “I heard a legend that it was written in a tongue of mighty beings who feared the Cauldron’s power and made the Book to combat it. Mighty beings who were here … and then vanished. You are the only one who can uncode it.” –pg 360

She was the only one from another realm (pg 194), estimated to be older than Prythian, older than Velaris. The only one of them that could read that language. She knew what the Cauldron was, knew of its power and was worried that the Cauldron could overwhelm Feyre. Why wouldn’t she go?

Mor could have stayed behind to protect the city, after all she was the one who Rhys will call when his generals failed, his armies failed. She could and would protect Velaris (it helps my cause that she is named after the Celtic goddess of war).

The only thing I can think of, is Amren has been or needs to stay hidden from the King.  Why the hell would Amren avoid (fear is too strong a word) another high fae, even if he is a king. Then it dawns on me, there is more to this king.

But someone appeared atop the stairs.

I knew him – in my bones. The shoulder length black hair, the ruddy skin, the clothes that edged more toward practicality than finery. He was of surprisingly average height, but muscled like a young man.

But his face – which looked perhaps like a human man in his forties … blandly handsome. To hide the depthless, hateful black eyes that burned there. –pg 590

Feyre did not describe him as she typically describes the high fae males. Each one is tall, muscled and there is something striking about them. Could he be older than high fae, different than the high fae?  Not even the Suriel describes him as High fae, but as a vile faerie king (ACOTAR pg 129-130).

Add the fact that Amren respects his power, we could be in for a very sad ending. But I will keep faith as the Cauldron purrs for Feyre and the king needs her to wield the book.

Don’t forget in the Spring Court where there is a mural with ancient symbols that Amren can read (ACOTAR pg 114).

A little fic that was born from this Easter Egg: Where is she?

Foreshadowing (Easter Eggs):

Feyre’s Prescience
Sleeping Giants
The Story of Prythian
Amren and the King of Hybern
The Bonds that Haunt Us
Creeping Like Frost

As promised @propshophannah

Feel free to message me, open a discussion or use the easter eggs to fuel your fanfic.

Much Requested Tips!

I receive a LOT of asks from new lifters/baby lifters and people considering starting to lift and a lot are very similar. I’m really flattered that people look up to me and come to me for advice so thank you guys💞 however, I think it might be convenient to make a big, general post for you guys.

Not all of these tips and strategies are mine! Some I came up with, some I’ve read and seen from other lifters. I am not trying to steal anyone’s credit. No pun intended 😉

Keep reading

Hi there (: Before reading this post, I recommend sitting down with a hot mug of tea/coffee and a packet of biscuits because this post is going to be quite long!
I stumbled upon one of my very old blogposts from my fetus blog and there was a very extensive “study + exam tips” post, so I thought I’d repost it on here with some of the information tweaked (that is, fix up my grammar mistakes and make the language sound somewhat more sophisticated and structured):


Making notes:
Every exam that I study for, I always write a set of notes and summaries. Personally, they’re quite useful for me because as I write notes, I also remember what I write. It depends on what types of study methods you prefer but for note-writing, here are a few tips:

  • Making it visually appealing:
    I recommend writing notes in a set of different colours and font sizes since it’d be easier to remember. For example, write all the main headings in capital with a highlight, and write the subheadings in red.
    By using a wide range of colours, you’re able to remember and visualise it easier later on.
  • Picking out what to write:
    Something that I struggle with whenever I write notes is choosing what to write. I’m a major word-hoarder, meaning that I’ll write everything in my notes, which is really bad since it’s not actually summarising. It’s more of copying the text word for word. Over the past few exams, I’ve learnt that in my notes, I only need the “super” main points like topic sentences at the start of each paragraph in a textbook. In text book paragraphs, most topic sentences summarise everything that will be discussed in the paragraph. Don’t go through the trouble of summarising everything because the rest of the paragraph will most likely contain examples, context, and definitions. I recommend taking small notes on these and expanding on the topic sentence.
  • Media, images and diagrams:
    As the saying goes, “a picture is worth a thousand words” and in notes, that is quite true. Diagrams and charts can show the same amount of information as two or three paragraphs of text. In my notes, I always aim to draw as many colourful diagrams, charts and cycles as possible. Since they’re colourful, they’re easier to visualise and remember during the exam and also, the points in which you’re meant to be studying are basically explained in diagrams.

You’ve written notes; now what?
Well, after writing notes, you’ve got to start studying them. I find it good to find points that you have no clue about, and remember and practice those.

  • Create/Take quizzes:
    A great way to see how much of the content you’ve remembered is taking or creating quizzes. During 8th and 9th grade, I remember creating tons of quizzes for myself about the points I was meant to study. The questions were very general but they did help me to remember my notes. I recommend creating them on Powerpoint and scrolling through the slides to quiz yourself. If you aren’t bothered to create quizzes, there are always many online. Tons of educational websites have quizzes about a wide range of subjects from maths to science. At my school, my teachers used to give us past exam papers to do. If possible, you can always ask your teachers for those, or search for some online. I recommend marking down the questions you get wrong, so you can study them later.
  • Read through them:
    Another studying technique is also skimming through a section of your notes then reciting them aloud to test your memory. 
  • Study with other people:
    Your classmates are probably cramming and studying for the exam like you are, so wouldn’t it be a good idea to study with them? I recommend joining Skype calls or chats with your friends who are also studying. It’s a good way to share and examine content, as well as learn new material.

How to prepare for your exams:
Okay. Now this section, I learnt through ALOT of experience. When it comes to preparing for exams physically and mentally, I absolutely suck at it. But through experience, I’ve learnt essential things that you should do to prepare for them.

  • Get enough SLEEP!:
    I 100% recommend you get a full night’s sleep before your exam.
    I used to stay up until 3 or 4am just writing notes, reciting them and repeating the procedure over and over. I would only have 2 or 3 hours sleep, having to wake up at 7am to prepare for school. The hours leading up to the exam were torturous. I was tired, groggy, and couldn’t keep my eyes open. Not to mention, I was also in a grumpy and foul mood since I was too tired. When the time to actually do the exam came around, I remember my mind just going blank as I sat there and tried to remember my notes. But I couldn’t! Because I was way too tired to remember anything!
    So yeah, get a good night’s sleep!
  • Eat all your meals!
    Back then, I used to skip meals frequently since I couldn’t afford to lose or waste time that could be spent studying. So I would go from the afternoon till the next morning with little to no food or meals. Thinking back, that probably was extremely unhealthy since I’d go to school with no food or energy in my system.
    I recommend taking regular food breaks, just to get your energy back up, and to make sure that you’re staying healthy!
  • Study early!
    Most people lose sleep and don’t eat because they have NO time at all. Study early and write your notes early for your exam. It definitely pays off in the long run and you don’t have to stuff up your sleeping patterns at all. I believe starting to write your notes when you get your assessment notification is good. It may be hard to start, but remind yourself that it’ll be beneficial in the long run!
  • Calm yourself down:
    Most people, including myself, panic or develop extreme nerves before an exam due to a number of reasons. The main one would probably be the idea of failing the test. I believe eating some food, drinking something warm like tea or coffee, and just ignoring the fact that you have an exam are some good ways to calm yourself down or cope with the knowledge of having an exam. It’s easier said than done, but trust me, once you persuade yourself that you’re prepared, and that you’ve studied as much as you possibly could, you’ll be much more calm.
    Talk to some friends about an interesting or controversial topic in the media. Or repeat to yourself that you’re going to get it over and done with, and then you’d be able to relax. 

Those are some of the study + exam tips that I’ve learnt from experience for studying for exams and coping with the bucket of nerves that come with it.
Good luck studying (:


Daysea: 7C00 - 001E - C7D1

If you’ve read my latest posts you’d know that I’ve lost my town due to some issues with the amiibo update. Since then I’ve resetted and worked hard on making a new Daysea. it’s not the same as it used to be,the dirt paths aren’t there anymore,the villagers are different but I was lucky enough to find a very similar map to the old one. 

I don’t have access to the hacks very frequently now so this is still a work in progress as I still have to decorate the beaches and add palm trees here and there. As you can see the color scheme has also changed from orange+white to blue+yellow.

If you visit and take pictures please tag them as “mooncakecrossing”. Hope you enjoy this town as much as the old Daysea :)

Our Story - Fred Weasley Imagine


Could u do Fred one shot where the reader likes him and it’s really obvious but he’s super clueless about it but it comes up in a convo and someone finally tells him and realizes or just knows already that he likes her to plz? Thx! LOVE UR BLOG!!!! (Maybe read some of mine sometime? If u want. I’m new) THANKYOU

A/n: Thank you! I know you sent this a while back and that it’s taken me soooo long to get to it, I apologize. I also apologize to my new and old followers. I know that I haven’t been posting for a while and that I keep making excuses. I know it’s very rude to keep you all on hold for a long period of time but I hope you accept my apology.

Thank you to every single follower that I have! You guys are so supportive and bright and humorous, it makes my day everyday to read all of your comments and messages. I just hit 10,000 followers a week ago and now I have 10,158!!! I love every single one of you! Thank you so much for your love and time to read and message on my imagines💕


~(Y/n)’s POV~

“I know… I do try!” I exclaim slamming my ‘Hogwarts: A History’ book and turning in my chair to look at my friend who was laying on my bed.

She was laying on her back and had her head over the edge so I was upside down in her view. She was giving me one of her daily lectures about how I should try and talk to my crush and no matter how many times I say that I try and talk to him. She doesn’t believe me.

There’s this boy that I’ve liked for a while now, I’ve been friends with him ever since I met him on the Hogwarts Express on my first year. We were like two peas in a pod, you can say, we always had classes together, sat next to each other in the great hall… Everything was fine just until last year when I realized something.

I loved Fred Weasley and it felt like a fact I couldn’t deny. I don’t know what it was about him that got me but there were so many possibilities as to why. Maybe it was his ginger hair, his big brown eyes or maybe it’s that infamous smirk that girls faint over for.

“Oh really? When?” She questioned turning over.

“Yesterday! During Herbology! It’s…” I shake my head before sighing and turn back to face my book, I open it slowly to find my previous page.

“He’s either oblivious that I like him or maybe he’s denying it.” I heard my mattress shift and heard a few steps before I felt a hand touch my shoulder.

“(Y/n), don’t think like that” she whispers

“Why shouldn’t I? It’s probably true. He doesn’t want me, I should’ve seen that earlier”

After a few more hours of talking, she leaves. Maybe it was true, maybe he is denying my feelings for him because he doesn’t like me back. I close my book and walk downstairs, I was famished for hardly eating anything all day. As I reach the bottom of the staircase, I freeze in place as I hear someone call out my name.

“(Y/n)!” I turn around with my mouth open like I was expecting a giant man eating spider to come out and attack me.

It was Fred. He came up to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks. I put my head down in hopes that he wouldn’t notice my embarrassing blush.

“(Y/n) are you okay?” He asks me grabbing my chin in between his thumb and forefinger, he makes me look up and I make contact with his beautiful brown orbs. Our faces were so close, it felt like his lips were only inches from mine. My voice gets caught in my throat so I nod softly instead. He gently lets go of my chin and smiles down at me.

“Where were you heading?”

“I - I was heading to the great hall” I mumble

“Me too, I’ll take you” he whispers and grabs my hand. Okay, he probably knows that I like him. I feel like he’s taunting me for liking him. Him putting his arm over my shoulders, the chin hold, lips merely inches apart and his hand holding mine. Maybe (Y/f/n) told him that I liked him. No. She wouldn’t do that to me, I know her to well.

“How’s your day going?” I finally get the courage to speak up.

“Great now that your with me.” He smiles, my heart stops beating. “How’s yours?”

“Good, good” I awkwardly blurt out, he chuckles at me before looking forward. I smack myself in the face. I can’t even form a sentence when I’m around him.

The meal throughout was quite unpleasant until Fred started making conversation with me, I couldn’t help but laugh at his really bad jokes. I accidentally snorted and my face reddened in embarrassment. He just laughed and said that I’m “too cute”.

He then started talking about the game that happened yesterday and that if it weren’t for him they would lose. I kept smiling like a fool as he laughed explaining the whole story.

“I hit the bludger with my bat and then thank Merlin, it hit flint’s broom! I-” he stopped talking as Lee Jordan came up to him and asked if he can talk to him for a minute, Fred looked at me. He shouldn’t have to ask me if he can talk to someone else.

“Go ahead” I say it like a question. It’s not like I’m his girlfriend and that he has to ask me. He stands and walks away from the table to a less crowded spot in the great hall. Just in time, (Y/f/n) swoops in and sits next to me.

“Oo! Having a date I see” (Y/f/n) teased me.

“Shut up” I mutter “I’m actually quite comfortable talking to him”

“Have you been flirting?” She questions, I roll my eyes at her.

“(Y/f/n), I already told you. He doesn’t see anything in me.” Now, she rolls her eyes at me.

“Whatever” she mutters, whenever she says that it reminds me of class because when a teacher scolds her. She usually says the same exact thing. I soon remember that I have to finish chapter 7 of ‘Hogwarts: A History’ for a quiz on Monday.

“I- I have to go! I have to finish reading chapter 7 of that book” I say quickly before standing. “Uh… Tell Fred I had to go and that I’ll want to hear the rest of that story.”

I walk out of the great hall and towards my dormitory. It makes me a little sad that I had to leave but I know that I’ll have to spend another day with him to hear the last of that story.


~Fred’s POV~

“They’ll want to recruit someone new for that position and-” Lee’s voice seems to disappear from my mind, I glance back at Gryffindor table and do a double take as I realize that (Y/n) is no where in sight.

“Will you help him?” Are the words that snap me back.

“Sure” I said hesitantly “Whatever you said” I mumble the last words before walking over to (Y/f/n).

“Um. Where’s (Y/n)?” I ask.

“She had to leave and read a book. Also, she said that you’ll have to tell her the rest of that story.”

I stand and was about to walk away to go find (Y/n) but (Y/f/n) stopped me.

“Not so fast, ginger! Sit!” She scolds me. I sit and sigh. I really wanted to go see (Y/n) and finish that story, I liked watching her smile and snort.

“Are you dumb?” She questions me, I scoff. (Y/f/n) and I have been friends for a while and I feel that she hates me more than homework, which is scary.

“What kind of question is that?!” I exclaim

“It’s a question! Answer it!”


“Are you sure?”


“Then why are you so oblivious to see that (Y/n) likes you, you arse!”

I stay silent and process her words in my mind. (Y/n) likes me? (Y/n) likes me!

“What?!” I stand and she stands too.

Why haven’t I noticed this before? Maybe it’s because I was so busy watching her laugh and smile.

“I- I like her too!” I blurt out loudly. The great hall goes silent and all eyes are on me.

“I’m in love with (Y/n) (Y/l/n)!” I say breathlessly and laugh. I can’t believe, I didn’t notice this before.

“Then go get her mate!” George yelled. Everyone clapped and whistled yelling my name and encouraging me to go get her. I run out of the great hall to find (Y/n).


~(Y/n)’s POV~

“The ceiling is bewitched to look like the night sky” I repeat, it’s probably going to be on the quiz tomorrow.

I stop reading as I hear running footsteps and then a thump.

“Ow!” The running steps begin again and then the next thing I know, Fred is in my room. He’s panting and holding his side.

“Fred, are you okay?” I stand and rush over to him.

“Yeah, just fell down.” He smiles and I can’t help but smile because with the look of pain and the forced smile on his face, it was something I had to laugh at.

“Sorry” I laugh “but why were you running up the stairs?”

“I… I had to tell you the rest of that story”

“Oh” I smile “Right now?”

“Um… Yeah. I wanted to tell you the ending.” He grabs my hands in his and my heart begins to race.

“What happens?”

“In the end… The guy kisses the girl” He then presses his lips against mine. I kiss him back and put my hands on his face to deepen the kiss. He puts his hands on my waist and pulls me closer. I detached our lips, completely out of breath.

“I think I want to hear the ending again” I laugh breathlessly. He smiles and then kisses me again. Now that’s the end of our story.


Ye Olde Fandom: “Here’s a bunch of moments where these two characters seemed very close and compatible, which is why I believe they would make a good couple. If this appeals to you, read some fics with this pairing.”

New Hell Site: “Here is all the ways THIS SHIP is so CANON ENDGAME that if you DON”T ADMIT IT, you’re a homophobe!”

“But THAT SHIP isn’t as politically correct as MY SHIP. Call-out post for everyone who has this PROBLEMATIC SHIP!”

“How dare you attack a positive depiction of characters with mental illness finding love, just because neither of them canonically have mental illnesses! CHECK YOUR PRIVILEGE!”

“Hey, what about this canon pairing?”


12/01/17 (January 12th, 2017)

  • Had a really productive and long study session today
  • Most of my breaks consisted of me texting old friends, listening to music and reading LOTR (again)
  • Tried to check off some items off my to-do list studygram

[Listening to: Cosmic Love by Florence + The Machine

Things that are spoilers to anime-only Blue Exorcist fans

Welcome back from the dead, Blue Exorcist fandom. You’ve probably noticed that we’re about to return as a two-part fandom, with one part actively following the manga and one part actively following the Kyoto Saga anime. To help with that transition, I’m putting together a list of things that have not happened in the anime for manga fans who are trying to remember what to tag as spoilers.

(On my own blog, I’ll be using “blue exorcist spoilers” as a general spoiler tag and “blue exorcist manga” for things that are only spoilers if you’re an anime-only fan. Some old posts may escape getting tagged but I do try to hide the worst spoilers behind warnings and “keep reading” type things.)


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I Can't Believe I'm-No, We're Doing This (Cisco Ramon X Reader)

NSFW! SMUT! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT MENTALLY MATURE! (I’m not gonna judge you 13 year olds who want some of Cisco.) Christ my future jobs are gonna find this. And this isn’t even good smut, it’s the first time I’ve posted smut. Damn me and my sexual frustration. I hope you all are satisfied.

“Stop teasing him (Y/N). All the low tops and short skirts are driving that man crazy.” Barry laughed, shaking his head.

I giggled, glancing at Cisco from the left side of the cortex. He tried to hide that he was staring, but failed, quite badly.

“I’m not even wearing anything that bad Barry. Just a tank top and leggings.” I said innocently, flicking my gaze back to Cisco’s flustered form.

“Leggings two sizes too small, and a tank top that literally has everything hanging out. Class, not sass (Y/N).”

Caitlin walked to stand next to us, a tray of samples in her hand. Her comment had me in a fit of giggles,
Nearly knocking myself over. Suddenly, a thought came to my head.

“If I stole him away for maybe 20-30 minutes, do you guys promise to try and not find us.” I whispered, my grin widening at their nods. Barry nodded at me, before dragging Caitlin away.
I ruffled my hair, getting quite giddy at the prospects.

Alright, I’ve only done this a few times, so I was still rusty. But hey, I can be sexy if I want too. And if my boyfriend didn’t find me sexy, we were gonna have a problem.

I walked towards the computers, leaning my body against the back so I was looking down at Cisco. The rail just presented my boobs even more.

“Ciscoooo.” I sang, watching with a loving smile as he flicked his eyes up and caught my figure.

“You sing like that again and I’ll fuck you till you can’t stand.”

My heart sped at his words, watching as he began to rub his temples in an attempt to concentrate. So loyal to his work, one of the many more reasons to love him.

My inner self was practically drooling at what he said, wanting him to have at it right now, not caring about who saw. I had to calm myself, clearing my throat to catch his attention. His looked at me again, practically daring me to try anything.

“Ciscoooo please don’t ignore me.” I purred, letting the notes role off of my tongue. I was shocked when he stood out of his chair suddenly, walking around the computers to grab my hand.

“I warned you.” He said, dragging me out of the cortex. As we left, I caught sight of Barry throwing a thumbs up.

As we entered the hallway, he slammed me against the wall, the lust dancing in his eyes as he scanned my body hungrily. This side of him drove me wild. The silly side had basically just jumped into a bush to watch as the more hungry side too over. He leaned forward slowly, just to tease me more.

“Did you seriously do all of that this week just to rile me up?” He asked, the more inquisitive voice of his returning. I nodded, biting my lip to suppress a grin. He shook his head, grinning, before finally slamming his lips to mine.

This was not other kiss he’d ever given. This was lust filled, hungry, and powerful. And I sure as hell wanted to know what else he could do. I moaned softly into the contact, trying to press my body further up against his. His movements were calculated, precise, like he knew every trigger that would make me lose it.

The slight grinding, the growling, the hand placement. It was as if he just watched me, trying to see what would get a reaction from me. Damn, was he right about it all.

After five minutes of just pulling at the rubber band that connected our two primal instincts, waiting for it to snap, I pulled back.

“Let’s go back to your lab.” I suggested with a whisper. The smile that appeared on his face clearly indicated his thoughts.

“Lead the way Princess.”

I slipped out from underneath him, sprinting down the hallway towards his office. I heard his footsteps following close behind, and the feeling of excitement that was building in my core was insane. The less rational side of me wanted him to fuck me senseless in the hallway, but we both knew that was a horrible idea.

Just as I stepped through his door, I felt him run in, slamming the door. Before I could turn around, he had his arms around his waist, and he sat me hungrily down on one of his tables. He just swiped stuff off of the desk, letting it crash to the floor.

“So when Harry does it, you get ticked. But when it’s me, you don’t care?” I teased, tangling one of my hands in his hair.

“If it means I can do this every time, I will break every object in this room.”

I giggled, bringing his head back to mine, pressing kisses from his forehead, down his nose, and along his jaw. When I got to his ear, I bit down gently, causing his to moan my name quietly.

He started tugging at my shirt, and I finally allowed him to pull it off. Nothing too fancy, just a soft pink bra laid under my shirt. Suddenly, my head traveled to my imperfections, leaving Cisco alone with my shell.

“Princess?” He asked, recognizing the look in my eyes. He used to get this way, judging the many things that made up him. He hated that point in his life, and to see his girlfriend’s expression hold the same sadness, it crushed him.

“(Y/N), hey, look at me.” He said finally, pulling the my head into his hands. I snapped out of my gaze, finally falling back to earth.

“Stop it. I know that gaze anywhere. Judgment. Regret. Just stop. Everything about you is absolutely perfect. No one can tell you otherwise.” He said, rubbing his thumb in circles on my side, in a calming gesture.

“You are the most incredibly perfect woman I have ever met, and I should say something. I’m the guy about to make you scream my name.”

The loving grin that followed after almost immediately had my spirits lifted. I just giggled, shaking my head before bringing myself back close to him.

(Christ on a Bike, it’s my first smut. End me.)

The feeling of soft, yet calloused hands making there way into the hem of the leggings I wore, catching on the edge of the underwear I currently had on caused me to hum in excitement. Cisco’s kisses gave me the extra boost, not wanting to wait much longer.

Go big or go home, I guess.

I suddenly kicked off my shoes, before pulling the leggings I had on swiftly off. I was now left in nothing but my bra and underwear, while Cisco, the little cheater, still had everything on. I grinned, moving to try and unbuckle his pants, but I was stopped by him literally bending me backwards until I laid flat against the desk.

He had my heart rate through the roof from his smile alone, but the feeling of something pressing to the space in between my legs had me breathless. Cisco moved his hand slowly, trying to make sure every inch of me was explored beneath his grasp.

I was putty in his hands, moaning his name increasingly more and more with each movement of his fingers that he made. I hadn’t even seen him unbuckle his belt, for my core had made my vision go hazy from the stimulation. Suddenly, he ripped my panties off of my legs, leaving me exposed to the cold air of the room.

“I can’t believe I’m- no, we’re doing this.” He whispered, laying against me. I felt a completely different appendage brush against my entrance, causing me to moan slightly.

“Dammit Cisco.” I mumbled, trying to slow my heart so I didn’t give myself a heart attack. I curled my hands into his t-shirt, smiling as I read the words ‘Han Shot First’. He just grinned, pressing himself further into me. My core was practically begging me to just slide down, that’s all it took to have him inside of me, but I waited.

“Impatient are we?” He asked, the smugness returning to his grin. His eyes were lust filled, but something else danced beneath the surface. Meant for only me. Complete and utter adoration. I rolled my eyes, sliding down on the table, feeling the tip of him enter me slightly.

I moaned again, stifling a laugh before commenting.

“Sorry if I tear any of your p-papers.”

Of course I was stuttering, this incredible man chose me, out of all the girls in central city, he chose me, and I was going to enjoy this.

“It’s not problem.” He mumbled, before fully sliding into me. The gasp that escaped my lips was audible, and I immediately found myself winding my fingers into Cisco’s hair.

He groaned softly, the vibrations of it fluttering through me. We locked eyes, before nodding to each other at the same time. In sync, like any good couple should be.

His pace was slow and deliberate, pushing me more and more towards my edge, before dragging me back at the last second. He was practically torturing me.

He tried to keep his moans at a minimum, but I had completely lost it. I was constantly begging him to go faster, screaming his name. He did say he would have me at that point, but not this slow. This was more loving that his original actions, but I knew what he was doing. He knew what he was doing.

At some point, he hit a specific area in me, causing my moan to be louder, and I tugged at his hair. The loud moan that escaped him had me feeling stupid at my forgetfulness. He had told me he was really into his hair being messed with. Especially pulling, and I think I would have to use that to my advantage.

I tugged, and he moaned again, this time, slamming into me faster. Way harder also.

Hell yeah, I found the trigger. Good job (Y/N), putting that brain to good use. Good use being fucking your boyfriend, but still.

I pulled harder, causing him to slam into me again. Oh hell yes. the moan that escaped my mouth was not as loud as his, as he became the one to beg.

“Oh my god (Y/N) why are you s-stoAHH”

Mid sentence, I tugged his hair, half giggling and half moaning as he slammed into me again.

“Trade. You keep up this pace, I’ll keep up mine.” I purred, pulling lightly at his hair. He nodded vigorously, before suddenly, he quickened. I didn’t even have time to adjust before I was a moaning, needy mess. I did keep up my end of the bargain, pulling at his hair with each thrust he took.

It didn’t take long for my core to tighten, and the urge to just let go was getting stronger and stronger. But I didn’t want this to end. I wanted to keep my boyfriend this close and carefree for as long as possible.

He locked eyes with me, and we both shared the same expression. We’re close.

I mumbled an 'I love you’ as I kissed him again, tugging as hard as I ever had at his hair. That’s when he lost it. He quickened again, throwing me over the edge almost instantly, following me not long behind. We stayed connected, trying to calm our tremoring bodies from our high.

Cisco pulled out softly, just gazing down at me.

“Thanks for the pick me up Princess.” He chuckled, gazing lovingly down at me. I pressed a kiss to his nose, suddenly feeling tired from the extremes we had both been at. I could see the weakness in Cisco’s eyes, but he was a lot more determined to stay awake than I.

“Can I sleep on your couch in here for a little bit?” I asked, gazing half lidded up at him. He nodded, finally getting off of me. He buckled up his pants one more, and picked me up bridal style from the table. I had no idea where my underwear went in the ordeal, but Cisco, being the amazing man he was, always kept spare clothes in the labs for me, in case I stayed on a late night with him.

I pulled the new pair of underwear on tiredly, along with a pair of sweatpants and one of Cisco’s meme shirts. I spread out on his couch, smiling sweetly as he laid a blanket across me.

“Alright, I’m gonna head back up to the cortex to try and get some work done, just come up if you need me.” He said gently, leaning down to kiss my forehead. I groggily smiled, nodding.

“That was fun. We should do it again some time.”

“Most definitely.”

Holy fuck. HOLY FUCK I DID IT! I WROTE SMUT! I HOPE YOU SINNERS ARE HAPPY! YOU THIRSTY CHILDREN! It was very artsy tbh, but I like I how I wrote it. Watch out 50 Shades Of Grey, I’m coming to kick your ass.
Sorry if this sucks guys, I wrote it on my iPod.

Bite Me (Bitch)

Originally posted by jjks

Note: This is another reupload with edits from my old writing blog (uyuagashi-fics).  I held a prompt game that was a lot of fun, and the request that time was “Suga + bite + breaking the rules”.  This one fits so well with all the vampire looks BTS has gifted us with.  As always, I added in a LOT more to the original post and tidied up some portions of the writing.  This is very BTVS-inspired in terms of vampire lore but there’s lore from other shows/movies/books mixed in as well.  Also, I lost so much steam with this, and I’m unhappy, but whatever.  

I am currently stuck on a very important portion of my Radio DJ Suga AU, and I need to focus on other writing to get out of my rut.  

Summary:  Your existence should repulse him, but Yoongi can’t bring himself to hate you when he craves your bite.  ~Vampire AU~




Yoongi is in a bizarre state of discomfort when he sits through eighty minutes of an in-depth lecture on vampires during DEM 325 (Demonic Physiology).  The other recruits in his class are studiously taking notes as their instructor goes through slide after slide of vampire anatomy, but he can’t bring himself to write down a word.  He can feel his ulcers acting up when the instructor pays special attention to mortality zones.

“Some of you are taking the laboratory component this semester with me,” Dr. Kim notes with a kind, yet condescending smile.  “And let me give you a hint: vampires are Big on the final.  The bulk of my field research is focused on vampires, so it’s an area I know well.”  She pauses for effect.  “And if I see outstanding talent, there are always positions open in my team.”  

The class murmurs with excitement.  Getting real field experience was the dream for recruits.

Dr. Kim gives the class an indulgent smile once more.  “So make sure you do the reading.”  

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I keep thinking about how there’ll come a time when all the 15-year-olds running ace discourse blogs grow up and realize they spent their teenage years trying to erase an entire group of people out of existence and cyber bullying people who are three times older than them and who were actually there paving the road for the lgbtqia+ community and making history, and I wonder how they’re gonna feel then