side bow


“What? Is the bow that lame?” 

Friend’s tell you when u got a googly eye on ur face. BFFs just wait to see how long it takes until you notice. it took an hour


i think my adventure time shorts are giving me xtra strength xx
stoked about finally getting my own pole so i spent last 2 days practising and documenting moves. i’ll move on to spinning tricks soon bc spinning mode is still my nemesis

oh and i’ll also start posting my pole progress on instagram so if anyone wants to follow : martinaborisova
i’ll follow back my fellow polers : )

he can be ur angle or yuor devil 

Quick 30m doodle bc I can’t sleep and I love this trashpile and I love AU’s where he’s actually a very good noodle. Left design high-key inspired from this fic by @blackkatmagic  which i totally..haven’t re-read like 20 times,,,

Charming - Chapter 1

Originally posted by ethereal-baek

Sehun, prince!AU

summary: Looks can be deceiving. Oh Sehun is far from being a prince charming.

Born as the first child of the last King of Yangdon, you’d expect me to be living the life. As a princess I was showered with dresses made of the finest materials and by the best hands. I never had had to worry about food - or had financial issues. Tiaras and diamonds were as common for me as candy is for commoners.

At first glance, that might sound like a dream - but I can tell you that all things materialistic things don’t outweigh having freedom and being able to love. 

That is the price people with blue blood have to pay.

I will be marrying someone for my country - not for myself. I have no say in anything regarding my love life.

As the firstborn of the King, I am the rightful heir to the throne. However there is one catch, I must wed to become a Queen. Until then, my mother will be in charge as my highest confidant.

Before my father passed away he made a promise to one of his childhood best friends that he would wed me to his friend’s son - if necessary. It seems like he already foresaw his early death and made this promise in order to help me. Apparently my father was fond of his son - Oh Sehun. Who by description should be my age.

Now that I am in a car to meet him for the first time.

When I finally arrive at the court of my soon-to-be husband, I feel myself growing more and more nervous. What if he doesn’t like me? What if he’s a bad man who won’t treat me right?

I step out of the car and look around. The castle was breathtaking. Trees of bright colors surrounded it like armies defending their citadel. A fountain was just in of the castle serving as a roundabout. But the castle itself was just exquisite. Judging by its style it was most likely built with the French King Louis XIIV in mind, because it looks like chateau de Versailles but just smaller - a lot smaller.

My mom and I make our way towards the entrance and from a distance I can see the King and Queen Oh of Hondo waiting to welcome us. Staff on the side bow to us politely and my mother and I smile back.

Behind the King and Queen I see a young handsome face that must belong to Oh Sehun.. the prince I will be marrying..

“Welcome!” The King greets us. “We are delighted to have you here.” He looks very calm and collected. A King who is amiable.

The Queen takes my hand but quickly decides to hug me too. “Welcome, darling. We have been waiting for you.” She too - looks like a person I can be comfortable with.

Next the young man steps forward and gives me a hand and a bright smile. I feel time slowing down for a second and I swallow. He is incredibly handsome. He has those wide innocent angelic eyes and cherry red lips. He might even be prettier than I am.

“Nice to meet you, princess. We have been expecting you.” He gives me a wink and I’m immediately melting. His voice is calm and sweet like a lullaby.

“Nice to meet you too, prince Sehun.” I smile back.

The atmosphere suddenly changes completely and I can see the face of the man in front of me fall. I can hear an awkward cough from behind me and suddenly looks are being exchanged - except with me.

“Ehh..” Sehun scratches the back of his head in awkwardness. Did I say something wrong?

My face turns red and when the Queens decides to help me out my face turns red and my stomach drops. “My dear, that is not Sehun. This is Luhan.. his brother.”

I wish the earth would swallow me up. I hear staff snickering in amusement. I feel so stupid for not even recognizing the man I’m going to marry. Instead I mistakenly think his brother is my fiancé.

But if this isn’t my soon-to-be husband then where on earth is he?

As if on queue I hear the sound of a vehicle on gravel. I turn around to see a white golf cart racing its way into the crowd. A few people move away in order not to get hit.

What the heck?!

The speeder stops right in the middle of the crowd and a tall male steps out of the cart in silk pajamas. I stare at him incredulously..

You’ve got to be kidding me..

Don’t tell me..

I’m not only shocked and infuriated for almost being hit by a freaking golf cart. I’m livid because I have a great feeling this is my fiancé and as a cherry on top he is accompanied by two barely clothed women on his side.

If this is my fiancé, then he treating me as a joke already.

I shouldn’t be taking this.

Not as the next Queen of my country.

Please let this not be Oh Sehun. Please let this not be Oh Sehun. I chant in my head.

Yet my worst fear comes true.

“Oh Sehun,” he introduces himself and extends a hand. When I don’t shake it he takes it back with a shrug and circles his arms around those two.. I don’t even have words for them.

The look on Queen Oh’s face is apologetic. She knows her son is being disrespectful towards me.

I am being treated as a complete joke.

I seriously can’t believe he doesn’t have the decency to welcome me like the rest of his family - in normal clothes. Instead he shows up by nearly killing people and two.. women on his arm.

Shoot me.

Right now.

“I take that this is my wife?” Sehun steps towards me and just stares. His face is stoic and every inch of him tells me he doesn’t like me. His posture is defensive and hostile.

Five minutes ago I felt welcomed and actually quite warmly received but all of that is now in the trashcan.

My face turns to my mom in help, and even she is utterly shocked by this show. Every part of her is holding itself back to not take me away but my country needs this marriage to go through and we all know that.

I wish my dad could see me now. Surely he would put a spot to this marriage.

This is not the kind of person I want on my side leading my country.

The King is twitching in anger too and decides to divert the attention from his son’s stupidity. “Let’s get everyone inside.” He smiles but I can sense his frustration. “Max!” He yells for one of his staff and a man in black suit with headset and all comes to the front.

“On it majesty.” He immediately knows what the King wants.

While I’m being ushered inside I turn around for a second and see Max preventing Sehun’s ladies from entering the castle with us.

“I’ll talk to you later about this stunt.” The King points into Sehun’s face and when he turns around Sehun rolls his eyes.

On Sehun’s side there is another man in suit making sure he follows the group.

I try to distance myself from my fiancé. This is going to be a wild marriage. On my right I feel a light tug on my sleeve. “I apologize for my brother.” It’s Luhan and he looks troubled. “He just has a hard time accepting an arranged marriage. He’s trying to protest against it. It’s nothing personal. I promise he isn’t like this.”

I smile back and nod. Yet Sehun’s actions still don’t sit well with me after those words.

This is the person I’m going to marry..?

I don’t feel well.

All of us are seated in the living room and I was right. The castle is beautifully rococo styled. Staff brings us tea and some delights to munch on.

While my mom and the Queen are chatting like women do and the King and Crown Prince try to make small talks with me, I can feel Sehun’s eyes on me. He has his arms and legs folded and his lips are pulled into a thin line.

He is staring at me.

I turn to him. Maybe he’ll tear his gaze away from me if I look back.

But he doesn’t.

We meet eyes and instead of looking away he just keeps a straight face while staring. All of a sudden he shakes his head laughing and  shoots me a dirty smirk. I shift uncomfortably.

He slowly opens his mouth. Not to say anything but just to mouth four little words for only me to see.

‘I… don’t…. like… you.’

a/n: yayyy asshole prince sehun! tell me what you think! i also didnt proofread this ;-; sorryyy

Fuzzy Slippers of Doom

(Context: Same group as Poke Out His Eyes and Take Off His Leg. Our group has a split party because two of our members have jobs that make them unavailable during the month of January. As a result, I’ve been running the rest of the group through side stuff that doesn’t have any impact on the main story.

In this instance, the party has taken a contract to rid a cistern of its gelatinous inhabitants. Our Druid has cast Spider Climb on our Beastmaster Ranger, who has spent the entire battle creatively dropping explosives into the Cubes. She also has a homebrewed magic item called the Bag of Useful? Items.)

BM Ranger: I have a pair of fuzzy slippers from my bag of useful items. I would like to light a pop, wedge it into one slipper, flip the other slipper around and fit them together and drop them in the cube so that the fuse has enough air to finish once its in there.

DM (me): Okay. Roll a ranged attack.

BM Ranger: (success, rolls damage for the pop - 1d8 fire)

DM: Okay, you quickly light the fuse, wedge the slippers together and drop them. The slippers and their cargo are sucked into the Gelatinous Cube. A second later, the pop goes off. You see a flash of fire, and the Cube’s sides bow out with the force of the explosion. Congratulations, the Gelatinous cube was briefly on fire, and now sits below you, quivering like jell-o. Tiny bits of blue fluff litter its insides, remnants of the slippers.


Who: Peter Parker
Prompt: “I know this may be hard to believe, but I’m on your side.”

Peter had never felt so betrayed.

He trusted her. Trusted [Y/N] with his secret. He went to her when he felt discouraged, when he needed advice, guidance in what he was doing, and someone to vent to. And the whole time he was doing that, [Y/N] was the one he was battling every night. She was the one who was preventing him from getting close to [random villain of your choosing.]

The moment he revealed her identity in that alley, it was as if his entire world had been flipped upside down. His felt a huge blow to his chest as he watched panic settle in her eyes and every time she reached out for him, he felt his insides melting. How could she? How could she use him like that? After everything they had been, everything they had done. How? 

“Peter,” [Y/N] croaked out. 

Whipping his head in her direction, his eyes clouding with anger and betrayal again. Standing up from his spot from across the room, he walked over towards her. Despite the emotions he still felt for her, it couldn’t mask the fact that she was a liar. Grabbing a hold of the remote that would send electrical currents through her body, he closed his eyes. “Why are you working for [villain name]?” 

“Peter, please.” [Y/N] begged, “This is so much bigger than-” She screamed out in pain through gritted teeth. She deserved this. 

Deep down inside, hearing her scream out in pain and knowing he was the reason behind it was slowly killing him. This wasn’t like him, but he couldn’t get over her deception. He let [Y/N] break his walls and know everything there was about him. “I’m not going to ask you again.” 

Yanking on the chains that had her wrists bound, she cried out. “I can’t tell you.” Wrenching out in pain again, she blinked back tears and fell limp. Hissing through her teeth, she looked up at Peter. Shaking her head, “You…you were my mission.” Tears slid down her face as she heard him gasp. Biting her lip, she took a deep breath and looked at him again. “I was suppose to infiltrate and take you out.” Her body started to shake, “But, I became compromised when I started to like you. I couldn’t let [villain name] know you were still alive, so I did everything I possibly could to keep you from going after him.” Yanking on the chains again, she whimpered out, “I know you have no reason to believe me but I’m telling you the truth now. What he’s planning is so much bigger than you or I. I can’t let you interfere.” 

Peter gritted his teeth and held his finger on the button, watching as she shook with pain. Releasing the button, he threw it to the floor. So many things were buzzing in his head that he couldn’t think straight. Running his hands through his hair, he finally realized that he couldn’t be here anymore. He couldn’t deal with the possible lies right now. Pulling out his phone, he texted Tony his current predicament. He’d let Tony deal with it. He was done with [Y/N]. It would take time but he could never trust her again. And to be honest, he didn’t even want to look at her. 

He turned to walk out of the warehouse but not before he heard [Y/N] utter his name. Turning slightly to face her, she softly cried,  “I know this may be hard to believe, but I’m on your side.” Sniffling, she bowed her head again, “I couldn’t let him hurt you.” 

This photo accurately describes Matt Smith