shoe did this not me

i was just wondering why ben platt never wears shoes whenever you see him in pre-show photos and videos. like, does the man hate wearing shoes or something???? i mean, honestly:

and it just dawned on me that the reason he doesn’t wear shoes before the show is BECAUSE HE DOESN’T WEAR SHOES AT THE VERY BEGINNING OF THE SHOW!!!! HE PUTS THEM ON DURING ‘DOES ANYBODY HAVE A MAP’!!!!!!!!!! i was agonizing over why he doesn’t wear shoes. i was honestly so confused because literally everyone else is wearing them but he isn’t????? 

Day One Hundred and Four

-I witnessed a young girl in a tiara being pushed around the store, the soundtrack to Moana being blasted from an indeterminate location. She has figured it out. She is living the true Disney princess life.

-Two squabbling toddlers came through my lane. As expected, stickers soothed the savage youth instantaneously, turning them into pinnacles of behavior. I am convinced that I have been unwittingly brought into a Snickers commercial as the Supplier.

-A man zoomed past my lane, hustling and hobbling on his way towards the bathroom, his eyes darting all around, his hands clutching a hidden object beneath his shirt. I am grateful for the shoplifters who opt to take it easy on me. It is far too early for me to be at the top of my game, and I appreciate the handicap. 

-A boy chanted, “Circle paint. Circle paint. Circle paint.” He grasped a wooden circle and a bottle of paint. I suspect that he intends to coat the circle with the paint. Only time will tell.

-Moments after being berated and ridiculed by a pair of elderly women, I was visited by a pair of puckish toddlers. Somehow sensing how crestfallen I had become, they stepped up their antics, making the most absurd facial expressions and noises in a heartfelt attempt to cheer me up. I am pleased to say that their endeavors were a positive success.

-I passed by a mother sternly explaining to her two year-old son that, were he to smack my manager, he would be sent directly to jail. I am not sure what he could have done to warrant such a warning, but this child does not seem too likely to heed it.

-A woman asked if we carried shoes. I told her that we did. She asked me where they were. I gave her detailed directions. She continued with her purchase. I asked her if she would like to go back to look. She told me that she was not interested in shoes. I do not know what I was thinking to presume as much of her.

-While attending to urgent corporate business, I found a comic book pamphlet entitled, “TITANIC” sitting on the toilet paper dispenser. Upon further inspection, I have found that it is a Christian story of how the Titanic hit the iceberg due to one man saying that he hated Jesus. This is not the first piece of religious literature, or religerature, that I have found in this stall, and I cross my fingers that it will not be the last.

-A woman asked if the shirts that she had just purchased had pockets. After I confirmed that they did not, she explained that she was worried as my shirt did. The shirt that I was wearing was by no means the same style, type, or brand, and had come from a different store, but I am a firm believer that it is always better to be safe than sorry when it comes to pockets.

me: i like justin timb-

jeongguk: did someone say timbs??? with these shoes💯💯💯they call me justin seagull💸💸💸like my sunbaenim justin bieber sunbaenim🔥🔥🔥i love timbs, timbs are the best💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻they are what makes justin seagull the best of the best💦💦💦 the other members💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻don’t compare, because i got🔥🔥🔥timbs💦💦💦gods creation, like justin bieber sunbaenim💸🔥💦you don’t compare to me because i am jeon jeongguk💯💯💸meme god and president of the justin bieber sunbaenim fanclub with my timbs💸💦💥and member of the charlie puss fanclub with five golden stars like spongebob sunbaenim💥💯💯💯

The Jealousy’s Evening

for the anon who sent in this amazing prompt, thank you! 


Today wasn’t Castiel’s favorite day. The past few days hadn’t been his favorite day. A lot of things were currently not okay and all he could do was fake a smile and get on with school, with life.
It wasn’t that he was allowed to complain - in the end Dean had never been his in the first place. But seeing him kiss Lisa… it hurt. It hurt seeing them together, so close and happy. 

Of course, Castiel didn’t have any feelings for Dean, he was just upset that he was losing his best friend. They had been close for a long time, stayed over at each other’s houses a lot, slept in the same bed, shared clothes and did everything together. They were inseparable, until Dean started dating Lisa. 

For Castiel it had been out of nowhere when Dean had told him he and Lisa were a thing. At first, he’d just been slightly annoyed, but when days passed he began to realize how much it influenced him and his friendship with Dean. Way more than he wanted to admit. 

He just wanted the old Dean back, spend time with him doing nothing- hang out on the roof and talk about school or Dean’s father being a dick and Gabriel who’d stolen from the candy shop. That was ages ago and Cas was probably never getting that back.

Dean never wanted to hang out and ‘do nothing’, had not once suggested to take a ride with the Impala and watch the sunset while sipping beer as they sat on the hood of the car. The only thing that was the same, were them staying over at each other’s houses, doing homework together and their movie night on Friday. 

At least, Castiel thought.

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BTS Reaction to Their Bestfriend Accidently Confessing to Them; Jungkook Version

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“Y/N! C'mon, hurry up! You move like an old lady!” Jungkook whined as you slowly got out of your car, checking and making sure that you had everything that you needed.

“Jungkook, the fair isn’t going anywhere.” you teased like a mother would to her child. Jungkook held open your door impatiently, hopping slightly from excitement. When your butt was finally out of the car, Jungkook slammed the door shut, grabbed your hand, and dragged you off to the entrance of the fair with a large smile on his face.

“I know, but I wanna go and spend as much time with you as possible!” he said, happily skipping into the fairgrounds with you trying to keep up from behind.

You chuckled and shook your head, gazing at his backside with a certain longing in your eyes. You and Jungkook had met that same year at university, in your intro to psychology class. You sat in the back of the lecture hall, since you arrived late and didn’t want to be scolded by your professor for tardiness on the first day. Jungkook sat four seats down to your left, obviously, he hadn’t woken up to his alarm either.

Your relationship went from shy smiles, to throwing notes over the empty seats, to him sitting next to you with your knees brushing and up to your best friend status that you proudly held today. However, you couldn’t deny the attraction you had for your adorable, yet cocky best friend and oh how you wish you could just tell him how you felt. For now, though, you were happy being one of his closest friends; supporting him through his studies and his dream of becoming a singer.

You took in the smells of the fair; powdered sugar, fry oil, and something buttery and fattening that made your mouth water. Jungkook’s eyes shined with excitement as he led you to a funnel cake booth, buying you both one to share as you wandered into the petting zoo area, sneaking the baby animals bits of your fried, sugary goodness.

“Hey look, I found your dapple gangers.” you teased when you ran over to the hordes of bunnies. Jungkook just stuck his tongue out at you, but cooed none the less when one of the rabbits crawled into his lap. As you were petting the bunnies, Jungkook gently grabbed your hand, locking your fingers together with his. You looked up at him and saw that he had a slight blush on his cheeks and another bunny perched on his shoulder, making you giggle at his cuteness.

“You alright Kookie? You’re looking flushed.” you asked, running your free hand over his forehead and pushing some of his hair back. Jungkook just smiled and squeezed your combined hands.

“Never better Y/N. Let’s go on some rides, yeah?” he suggested, gently placing down the balls of fluff and leading you out of the petting zoo; walking with you to the rides. He never let go of your hand, and you inwardly smiled to yourself. Sure, Jungkook was always close to you like this, but the small victories always counted.

He took you on some fast-paced rides first: the little fast kiddie coasters, spinning teacups, bumper cars (which you totally beat him in, even though Jungkook wouldn’t admit it aloud) and one of those drop-down rides that always made your stomach do flips. After begging him to allow you to sit and rest, he placed you on a bench by the game booths and you watched him play from afar.
He won game after game, and slowly the bench you sat at was covered with fluffy stuffed animals and a new fish friend that you both named Marius.

“Jungkook, there is one thing I’d like to do before we leave.” you told him as you shared a serving of blue cotton candy. Jungkook’s lips were tinted lightly with the dyed sugar, and you were sure that your lips mirrored his. In a large bag over his back held all the toys he won, and you insisted that you’d carry Marius safely in your hands.

“Yeah? Anything you want Y/N, we can do!” he said happily.

“Can we go on the Ferris wheel? The sun is setting, and I bet the view is amazing from up there.” you said dreamily. The corners of Jungkook’s lips pulled up in a smirk and he nodded.

“Of course, anything for my best friend.” he said, nudging your side playfully. You could feel your heart slow and the smile on your lips fall an inch.

“Yeah, best friend.” you mumbled quietly to yourself as you followed Jungkook to the Ferris wheel. You both secured your winnings in one of those large storage containers and hopped on the ride. Jungkook sat next to you and he poked your cheek when the ride started to move. You went around once, twice, and then the cart stopped at the top on the third spin.

“Wow, it’s beautiful.” Jungkook mumbled, staring at the pinkish orange hue of the dusk sky. You nodded.

‘It is, but it’s not as beautiful as you.’ you thought.

“You think I’m beautiful, Y/N?” Jungkook asked. You turned to look at him with confusion in your eyes. Did he just read your mind? The stupid smirk on his face made your cheeks feel hot with blush.

“Did I just say that out loud?” you asked sheepishly, looking down at your shoes.

“You did, you did. Is there something you’d like to tell me Y/N? Do you like me?” Jungkook teased.

“Not funny Kookie, don’t tease.” you said softly, taking a deep breath before looking up at him again. His lips were still blue, the mischievous glint in his eyes made him look younger, and you couldn’t help but fall even more in love with the cute, yet handsome man sitting next to you.

“I do…like you. And I hope that this won’t ruin our friendship. Because before anything you were my friend first and I hope that we-”

Jungkook cut you off with his lips gently pressing against yours. You could taste the remnants of sugar on his lips and you melted at the feel of how soft they were. You brought your hands up around his neck, pulling him in closer as his hands moved to cup your face, his thumbs stroking the soft apples of your cheeks. The kiss was slow, both of your lips just brushing together in between soft breaths, testing the boundaries and just feeling, tasting, and loving. Jungkook pulled away first, resting his forehead against your own as you both caught your breath, both your cheeks flushed in red.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a while now. Does that answer your question Y/N?” he asked softly, a small smiling tugging on the corners of his lips. You nodded and laughed airily.

“Kookie, you look so cute when you blush.” you admitted, and Jungkook grinned, leaning in to peck your lips gently as the Ferris wheel started to descend.

“And your blush is absolutely stunning…my jagiya.”

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 Pairing; Kim Namjoon x Reader

 Words; 8.6k

Genre; Angst, fluff, smut

Summary; You had fallen for Namjoon, the guy you’ve been sharing an apartment with a long time ago, but he wasn’t the type to settle down into a relationship. One night you both end up sleeping together, but what then would become of your relationship?

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One thing I don’t know if a lot of people really think about is how fiercely loyal Phichit probably is. Anyone who disrespects his country or one of his friends would get threatened with knife shoes

Qrowin!Jelsa for @knightsquall and @shinamatsuoka 

I think I just need excuse to draw Elsa in Atlas Specialist uniform

girlmeetshit  asked:

prompt: "Hey, taking care of a baby wasn't so hard, right?" Betty and Jughead get stuck taking care of Polly's baby.

Sure thing!


Violet Elizabeth Blossom came into the world on a stormy night. She had her mothers eyes and a lock of hair the color of fire - and the personality to match.

Months later, that hadn’t changed. She cooed and giggled for her mother and her mother only. This caused Polly to never leave her side. 

“Please, B? I haven’t gotten a hair cut in forever.” Polly begged. 

Betty stared at Polly for only a second. “Okay, yes, of course. I can handle a couple hours of screaming.” Betty wiggled her finger in front of the baby’s face. “Can’t I? Can’t I?” Betty said in baby talk.

“Thank you!” Polly cried and handed the baby girl into her sisters arms. Right on cue, Violet started sobbing.

“I’ll be back in a couple hours, thank you!” Polly called as she walked out of the house.

Betty bounced the baby on her hip, stuck her finger in Violet’s mouth, talked to her. She put on a kid-friendly TV show. Nothing was working. Violet was crying at the top of her lungs.

She was fed minutes before Polly left, so it couldn’t be that. Betty checked her diaper. 

“Are you too hot, babe? Too cold? What’s wrong?” Betty begged, as if the baby could answer her.

A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Shit - she had forgotten Jughead was supposed to come over.

“Come on, Vi, let’s go get Juggie!” Betty cooed at the baby rocking her gently in front of her.

“Jughead, hey.” Betty said, her voice loud to try and cover the baby’s crying.

“Woah, hey, little lady. What’s the matter?” Jughead cooed to Violet. He came inside the house, taking his shoes off as he did so.

“Want me to take her?” He asked Betty as they padded into the living room.

“Really?” 

“Yeah, sure. I used to take care of Jellybean all the time.”

“You did?” Betty smiled. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She loved learning new things about Jughead.

“Yeah, I mean. Look at my parents.” Jughead smiled sadly. He scooped the baby out of Betty’s arms.

“Hello little flower blossom. How’s my second-favorite girl?” He smiled and sat on the couch, placing the girl on his lap.

Violet stopped crying.

“How did you do that?!” Betty cried, kneeling in front of Jughead and Violet, placing her finger in the baby’s tiny fist.

“What can I say? Babies love me.” Jughead smiled.

“You learn something new everyday.” Betty laughed. “How many do you want?” 

“Hmm?” 

“Babies. Do you want kids?” Betty finished shyly.

“Of course, yeah. Someday.” Jughead smiled. “I want to be a successful novelist first but then yeah, I want a whole litter of my own. What about you?” Jughead asked as he bounced the baby gently on his knee.

“I hadn’t really thought of it but… yeah, I guess. I’d love a family of my own.”

“Me too. I want to give babies everything my parents couldn’t give me. Not that they didn’t try, but, you know.” 

Violet looked up at Jughead, cooing, then closed her eyes sleepily. 

Betty sat beside Jughead on the couch, pulling out her phone.

“I want to remember this.” Betty smiled and pointed the phone towards them, taking a picture. Jughead smiled. Then they took another one, Jughead making a weird face.

The baby was asleep.

“See? Taking care of babies isn’t that hard.” He smiled at Betty. “She was just tired.”

“I’m going to keep you around forever.” Betty laughed. “You’re the baby whisperer.”

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REQUEST by ANONYMOUS: Hi there, I love your writing so much! Can I maybe have a Roman smut where you find Roman talking to his ex-wife on the phone and he has her on the speaker because he was busy with something and you overheard her saying that she still loves him, which causes you to get jealous af and have a bitter argument with him? Thank you!

Warnings: smut, language
(A/N) I still have to practice when it comes to the argument part, but I did my best. And also, I have no hate or disrespect towards Galina or anyone in Roman’s family whatsoever. I adore her and everyone else, so please don’t get the wrong impression😚 And thank you guys so much for reading, liking and reblogging my works, it means the world to me♥️.

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‘’Thanks for bringing Jojo Ro,’’ Galina spoke as she guided their daughter into her car. ‘’I hope you guys had a good time.’’ She smiled.

‘’Yeah the tree of us just stayed home and watched movies,’’ Roman smiled back. It was his turn to have Jojo for the weekend and since it was Sunday, Joelle had to get back to her mom . Him and Galina split up right before she found out she was pregnant again. ‘’How are you doing?’’ he asked her, ‘’With the pregnancy. I’m sorry I can’t be a part of it,’’ he quietly said. I guess he didn’t want me to hear it since he knows that I’m still cautious when it comes to Galina. Even though I was in the passenger seat, I could still hear majority of their conversation because the windows were rolled down.

‘’The pregnancy is going alright and it’s fine,’’ Galina said as she put her hand on his arm and smiled. ‘’I wish things worked out between us.’’

‘’It’s for the better,’’ Roman said, ‘’I’ll see you in a few days honey!’’ He waved at Jojo who was excitingly waving back at him.

‘’Bye dad, bye y/n!’’ Joelle smiled, making me melt. I was thrilled that the daughter of the man I’m in love with, loved me as much as I loved her. I remember the first time meeting Roman; we were both taking a walk somewhere in a park in Pensacola as we bumped into each other, both of us not paying attention where we walking. He insisted on taking me to dinner and how could I say no to a man like him? We started to meet up more and more and we could really get along. One night, he finally got the courage to tell me that he was in a divorce for a while and I felt, logically, responsible. He managed to convince me that it had nothing to do with me and that things were tensed between the two of them for a while. Once the divorce was final, he wanted me and Joelle to meet each other. Not right away of course, it was too fresh for her, but after a month or two. I was super nervous, not knowing if she’d like me or not. She was a little taken back at first, but once she found out I loved Disney movies as much as she did, she was all over me and we could talk about everything. I smiled as I was thinking back at everything.
‘’Are we going to watch more Disney movies next week, y/n?’’ Joelle yelled happily as she put on the seatbelt.

‘’Of course we are, I promise,’’ I smiled back at her. She cheered happily as Galina stepped into the car, blowing me kisses with her hand. ‘’See you next week!’’

‘’You guys are just too cute,’’ Roman chuckled as he made his way to the driver’s seat. ‘’I hope you didn’t mind, coming along.’’

‘’Of course not, are you crazy?’’

‘’I know you too well baby and I know that you still have your doubts on the relationship me and Galina have, am I right? You can kick my ass if I’m wrong.’’

‘’It’s not that I have doubts,’’ I said as I turned towards him,’’ it’s not that I’m insecure, I’m just careful.’’

‘’There’s no need to be careful babygirl, I’m not going anywhere.’’ He smiled and kissed my cheek. ‘’Now tell me, what do you want for dinner?’’

‘’Uhm I don’t know, maybe we can order something when we’re at home. I seriously need some rest after a weekend watching Disney movies. Not that I don’t love them, I adore them, but a whole weekend long is too much, even for me.’’

‘’At least the two of you enjoyed it,’’ he absently replied as he looked in the back mirror and drove backwards. ‘’I’ll call a takeout once we’re home.’’

‘’I love when you’re focused,’’ I admitted. The moment he seriously had to focus on something, he frowned, making him look angry, turning me on and he knew. He had a big smirk on his face as I playfully hitted his bicep and looked out of the window as he drove home.

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‘’I need a power nap,’’ I groaned as I stumbled into the living room, throwing my shoes in the hallway.

‘’First tell me what you wanna eat Mrs. Reigns,’’ he chuckled as he grabbed my waist in one fluid motion, pulling me close to him.

‘’I’m honestly open for anything,’’ I wrapped my arms around his neck, ‘’I ain’t got a ring on my finger yet, Mr. Reigns.’’ I teased.

‘’As you said yourself, yet.’’ He winked and kissed me. ‘’So you’re fine with Italian?’’

‘’Totally fine.’’

‘’Great, then Italian it is, amore mio.’’

‘’Since when do you speak Italian?’’ I laughed as he picked me up bridal style and gently lied me down on the couch.

‘’I don’t, it just happened to be few of the words I know,’’ he smiled and tucked me in under the blanket. ‘’Now get some rest babygirl,’’ he kissed my head, ‘’By the time you wake up, the house will be filled with the smell of Italy.’’ He assured.

‘’It’d be better if I woke up in Italy tho,’’ I replied as I closed my eyes.

‘’You’re going to sleep now so dream about it.’’ Roman joked as he gave me one last kiss and walked away.

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The smell of fresh pasta made me open my eyes slightly. I yawned and sat up, rubbing my eyes. I expected Roman to be somewhere near me but there was no sign of him. ‘’Roman?’’ I called out. No response. I stood up and folded up the blanket as I made my way to the kitchen, finding the whole table covered with food. Wanting to take a shower before I devour everything that’s in the kitchen, I walked upstairs. As I got closer to the bedroom I heard Roman laugh. Not knowing what he was doing, I peeked through the door that was open for a little bit, finding Roman sat on the side of the bed sorting the laundry. He always wanted to help me with the house holding, so I wasn’t surprised.

‘’So what’re you up to?’’ I heard a familiar voice asking.

‘’Nothing much, just doing the laundry, having dinner with y/n and just rest before RAW starts tomorrow.’’ Roman spoke.

‘’Can’t you come over for a bit?’’ The female voice required. It was Galina.

‘’You know I can’t do that,’’ he sighed.

‘’If you want to, you can always come back you know and I still love you despite everything that happened.’’

‘’Look,’’ Roman started. I couldn’t listen to their conversation anymore so I made my way straight to the bathroom, slamming the door shut. I usually don’t get jealous that quick, but as Roman said before, I still have my doubts when it comes to their relationship. I trust Roman, but not her. ‘’Y/n?’’ I heard Roman say, ‘’You okay?’’

‘’I’m fine,’’ I shortly replied as I made my way out of the bathroom, walking downstairs.

‘’No you’re not. Y/n what’s wrong?’’

‘’As if you don’t know,’’ I snarled.

‘’No, I don’t know, tell me.’’

‘’She is wrong,’’ I said, turning around, seeing Roman standing behind me.

‘’Who’s she? What happened?’’ He asked confused. I rolled my eyes and sighed as I walked over to the table to grab my keys. ‘’Where are you going?’’

‘’Look, before I say things that I don’t mean, I’m leaving,’’ I acknowledged.

‘’No, you’re staying and you’re going to tell me what’s wrong. Right now,’’ he demanded, grabbing my am roughly. ‘’So tell me, what’s the problem?’’

‘’Your ex-wife, she’s the problem. Can’t she just understand you’re with me now and leave you the fuck alone?’’ I angrily questioned. ‘’She constantly keeps flirting with you, telling you that she still loves you and god knows what else.’’

‘’You overheard the conversation,’’ he mumbled, kind of talking to himself. ‘’Y/n, we have kid together, soon to be two or even three, how am I supposed to ignore her? How am I going to tell her to ‘leave me the fuck alone’ while we share a history together?’’  His voice started to raise. I could tell he was frustrated but I wasn’t going to say sorry for anything.

‘’You know how much it irritates me when she acts like that towards you and you just let her get away with it, giving her the wrong signals. I maybe don’t say it, but you know damn well I can’t stand it and you keep on doing it,’’ tears started to fill my eyes.

‘’Keep doing what?’’ he almost screamed, causing me to take a step back. ‘’God y/n this frustrates the shit out of me. What the fuck do you mean with ‘you keep on doing it’?’’

‘’You keep on giving her the wrong fucking impression, Roman. If I didn’t know better, I would think you’d rather be with her than me.’’ I yelled back at him, tears falling down my face. His eyes widened and he probably didn’t know what to say since he kept quiet. ‘’I’m leaving now.’’ I quietly said and wiped my tears away. I grabbed my jacket and quickly wore my shoes as I shut the door behind me. Did this seriously happen? Roman and I never argued about anything. Sure, we had our disagreements, but who doesn’t? The cold night breeze made my cheeks feel extra cold because of the tears rolling down. I took a deep breath and started to walk.

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It was probably 11 pm and I had several missed calls from Roman but I wanted to talk to him in person. Walking always succeeded to clear my mind and help me to see situations from another perspective. As I was about to unlock the door, it opened. Roman was standing in the doorway, almost bursting out in tears. Before I could say something, he pulled me in for a hug.

‘’Look Ro, before you can say anything, I’m sorry. I know you guys have kids together, but that doesn’t stop me from feeling the way I feel about you. I’m crazy about you, I really am, but you gotta tell Galina to respect that we’re in a relationship right now.’’ I quietly said and looked up at him.

‘’I know baby, I know,’’ he sighed. ‘’I’m sorry I screamed, it was not my intention.’’ He caressed my cheek softly. ‘’And I know that I’m wrong when it comes to being clear to her. I don’t want to be mean towards her, let alone you. I’ll make sure I’m more clear next time, okay? But you gotta promise me one thing.’’

‘’And that is?’’ I asked as he pulled me closer to his body so there was no space left between us. He closed the door and pushed me against it.

‘’You have to tell me when something is bothering you because how’s daddy gonna know when something is wrong with his princess?’’ His deep voice was rough and full with lust, his pupils were blown. I was quiet for a moment, just looking at him. The longer I stared, the more aroused I got. ‘’I still got no answer, princess,’’ he spoke as his hands rubbed my waist.

‘’I promise,’’ I softly replied.

‘’Good girl, now let me show you how badly I wanna be with you.’’ He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, making me laugh. I felt him chuckling as he walked up the stairs. Once we reached the bedroom, he threw me on the bed and just looked at me. He slowly got rid of his shirt and unbuckled his belt, his eyes never left mine. I sat up and crawled towards the end of the bed, stopping him from getting rid of his pants. I bit my lip and looked up at him, pulling his pants down along with his boxers. He let out a sigh and grabbed my hair as I started to stroke his length. His grip tightened I swirled my tongue against the tip, still stroking him. ‘’Fuck y/n,’’ he groaned. His hand pushing me deeper, causing me to take his whole length in my mouth. I could feel him hitting the back of my throat, almost making me gag but I kept my breathing under control. I slowly made my way back up and licked the side, making him shiver. He pulled my head back and I smirked up at him. ‘’Christ y/n, I was close, but daddy wants to please the both of us,’’ he hoarsely said. Without warning he got rid of my leggings and buried himself between my legs.

‘’Oohhh fuckk,’’ I moaned. His tongue circled my clit and dipped right into my entrance. I grabbed a fist full of his black hair and arched my back. The way he made me feel was unreal. He moaned against me, feeling the effects throughout my whole body. Two fingers found his way inside of me. ‘’Romann…baby…fuck..’’ I gasped as I felt my orgasm approaching. ‘’Don’t stop, don’t stop,’’ I squealed. He abruptly stopped and started to kiss his way back up. His hands roamed over my upper body and teared my shirt open. I raised my eyebrows, but before I could say a word, he flicked his tongue over my hard nipple. ‘’Roman,’’ I panted.

‘’I’m gonna make you feel so good babygirl,’’ he whispered in my ear as he stroked his dick slowly before I felt the tip push inside of me, ‘’So, fucking, good,’’ he grunted as he pushed all the way inside me. I couldn’t say anything because of the pleasure he was providing me with. My hands found their way around his neck as he set a pace.

‘’Daddy’s making you feel good?’’

‘’So fucking good,’’ I moaned. In a blink of an eye, I was straddling him.

‘’Ride me princess.’’ He seductively said. I nodded and started to bounce on top of him. Roman groaned and threw his head back, his hands guiding me deeper down with every movement. The friction of my clit rubbing against his pelvis made me reach my orgasm even sooner than expected.

‘’Roman I’m gonna cum,’’ I breathed. ‘’Oh my god, shit.’’

‘’That’s right babygirl, cum for me, cum for daddy,’’ he smirked as his thumb found my clit and started to rub it slowly. My vision went black as my orgasm ripped through my entire body. My walls clenched down on him, making his grip on my waist tighten. ‘’Shit, gonna cum,’’ he panted. I felt his dick jerk inside of me. He cursed and moaned my name loudly, making my body tingle. I loved the fact he wasn’t holding himself back, vocal or not. He gently pulled me off and lied me down next to him. ‘’There’s no way I would wanna go back to her, you’re all I want babygirl,’’ he said after a minute.

‘’That’s good to hear, because I wasn’t going to let you go anyways.’’ I chuckled and intertwined our hands together. I sighed and looked up at him. Despite the exercise we just had, he still looked flawless as always. I tangled my hand in his hair and played with it. ‘’I love you.’’ I whispered against his lips.

‘’I love you too, babygirl,’’ he smiled and kissed me. Minutes later, we shifted positions; he was lying between my legs, head on my chest. I continued to play with his hair and moments later, I could feel he had fallen asleep. I kissed his head and fell asleep myself, feeling confident about our relationship. 

anonymous asked:

Yuuri: Viktor, is your name Google? Cause you are everything I've search for :)

Viktor turns fully towards him with a swirl of his skates, and he’s every inch of those unfairly good looking models from shampoo commercials, hair flipping in front of his face only to be swept back by an impalpable breeze (they’re in a closed ambient, how is that even possible).

His mouth slowly stretches into a full toothed, beaming smile, and that’s definitely a blush, isn’t it?

“Yuuri!” is the only warning before he’s got his arms full of excited russian man, and he would fall on his ass, had he been not so thoroughly trained for this particular occasion (that is, Viktor deciding to launch into his arms despite being on a very slippery surface perched on knife shoes). “Did you look it up for me?” Viktor inquires into his neck, sounding incredibly smitten and awed.

Yuuri sheepisly nods, and Viktor makes a squealing noise and starts rubbing his cold nose on his cheek, cooing and swaying them on the ice like a ship in rough sea. “You love me so much,” he tuts, super embarrassingly.

“Yeah, yeah,” Yuuri says, because it’s absolutely true and his husband is a giant baby, and Viktor hugs him even more tightly and makes a high pitched noise, like he’s about to start crying.

Yaaaaakov,” Yurio hurls, skating past them with a grimace “they’re being disgusting again!” 

things have changed for me

This is nowhere near as good as the perfection from @jiilys and @alrightpotter but this was still super fun to write.


James Potter to but does Buzzfeed know which friends character it is in five random questions: approximately how many jelly beans are too many

James Potter: because I bought all of the bags in the store

Sirius Black: enough to fill a car?

James Potter: I think it’ll be enough to fill Claire

Sirius Black: “riding claire” wasn’t even funny the first time prongs

Remus Lupin: wouldn’t it be “riding in claire”??

Sirius Black: #exposed

James Potter: #blocked


Peter Pettigrew to i’m lizzie bennet and sirius black is way hotter than darcy: I don’t think this is going to work

Peter Pettigrew: and even if it does, will people even watch it?

Sirius Black: people watched it on the middle

Remus Lupin: you’re the only person on earth who watches the middle

James Potter: does anyone even watch our regular videos

Peter Pettigrew: true

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Luci’s Tattoo

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Title: Luci’s Tattoo

Reader: Lucifer x Reader (Soulmate AU)

Word Count: 921

Warnings: Fluffish and slight angst

A/N: I hope you all enjoy some Lucifer <3 <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I hope you all enjoy this, I love you all so much!! <3 <3

This was requested by an anon: Hey can you do a Lucifer soulmate au where they have matching tattoos of his wings and make it angsty then complete fluff

Ever since you could remember, you had this tattoo of wings on your back.  Your parents used to tell you that one day you would see a tattoo that would match the one on your back.  That person was your soulmate.  

You were getting ready for a party and you heard a knock on your bedroom door.  You were having trouble getting the zipper the rest of the way up.  “Come in,” you called over your shoulder.  Perhaps the person on the other side of the door would help you with your dress.

Lucifer poked his head into the room, almost surprised to see that you were still getting dressed.  “Are you trying to seduce me [Y/N],” Lucifer asked as he entered your room.  

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