so done with them for real

And a little child will lead them...

Today’s episode of Transformers:Rescue Bots - the people of Griffin Rock get frustrated with their mayor, so they instead elect one of the transformers (an alien robot.) The alien has no earthly idea what to do, how to be a politician, how to get things done, and eventually, how to solve a major catastrophe. The people who elected him immediately regret it. He resigns, and the people rejoice.

Even pre school television is getting too real right now. 

ok so real talk here. what would you guys like to see more out of me, art wise? i’ve never really done a lot of sketches ( i don’t like how they turn out and am embarrassed to publish them most of the time ) but i really need to start breaking out in terms of finding a big audience for my artwork.

do you guys want more fandom, overwatch stuff? drawing ships? sketches? flat colors? daily sketches, reference pics? a separate blog just for my art? any feedback would be greatly appreciated. i’m just feeling like i’m struggling to gain a foothold in anything i do

thank you in advance

Drunk In Love

Originally posted by mithen-gifs-wrestling

Pairing: Johnny Gargano x Reader

Rating: M

Warning: Adorableness and smuuutt.


Tagging: 

@randyortonstattoos. Thanks for this GLORIOUS idea girl!! 

@wwelover22

@withwordslikeweapons

If you wanna be tagged just shoot me a message and I’ll gladly add you to them!! :)

I also got WAYYYYY to carried away with this one soo yeah! Okay… ENNJJOYYY!!! :)


Tonight was a big night. You were going up against Asuka for the NXT Women’s championship and no doubt you were so fucking nervous it’s not funny. She is one hell of a wrestler who gives real mean kicks to people. You’ve done your homework on her and nonstop worked out till this big day. No doubt in your mind that you won’t have this match… even if Asuka is undefeated. 

But thankfully, you’ve had your best friend by your side. One half of the NXT Tag Team Champions, Johnny Gargano. He’s kept you completely calm and ready for this match. You loved how much faith he had in you. He believes that you can and will defeat Asuka. He believes that you’re the one to break her undefeated streak and become the new NXT Women’s Champion. 


There you sat in catering next to Shane Thorne, waiting patiently for your match. The closer it got, the more your nerves were coming back, making you 100% shit scared for your match. 

“You alright there Y/N?” The Australian accent brought you out of your little day dream, startling you just a little bit.You smile softly at Shane and nod your head.  

“Yeah. I’m perfectly fine, just.. a little nervous I guess.” Your voice was a little shaky, and your knee was bouncing constantly from the nerves. Shane gently placed a hand on your knee, drawing small circles on it with his thumb. Your knee immediately stopped bouncing as your face turned bright red. 

Yes, Shane Thorne is one hell of a fucking fine ass man, but you don’t see him in that way. More like just as a very good and close friend. Though, with how close you two are, it’s sparked some rumors in the locker room. Even to Johnny. And that was something that you didn’t want to happen. 

The only man that you could ever want will always be Johnny. But he doesn’t know that.

 And it was staying that way. 

“You’ll do okay Y/N. Everyone knows you will. You’ve worked so hard for this moment, so don’t think that you can’t do it cause you can.” Maybe Shane is right. No point in giving up. But,why is he all of a sudden being so.. caring? I get that we have that kind of friendship where we’re practically like family but.. this, is quite odd.

You smile softly, wrapping your arms around Shane, giving him a somewhat comforting hug -for yourself mainly- “Thanks Shane. I’ll have that running through my head till it’s time to kick some ass.” You both share a small laugh as you let go of him, turning your focus on the TV only to see the current match between Tye Dillinger and Bobby Roode had come to an end. Meaning that your match, was up next.

And here come the nerves again.

Shane gently pet your knee, smiling at you as you stood up and sent him a nervous smile. “You’ve got this Y/N. I’m looking at the new NXT Women’s Champ.” You chuckle softly and quickly pecked his cheek, giving him another hug before you ran out towards the gorilla. Best to be early than be late.

Just as you got there, you spotted Johnny walking up to you. You smiled and waved at him, but he just walked by you, not even acknowledging your presence. That hurt. You watched as he walked towards catering, though, he stopped within his footsteps and looked over his shoulder at looked right at you. He smiled slightly and mouthed “Good luck.” At least he wished you luck. 

“It’s okay Y/N. You’ve got this. This may be one hell of a brutal ass match but, you’ve got it.” You tell yourself as you do a couple of stretches, mentally preparing yourself for your match. You shake your mind from any negative thoughts, though what happened earlier with Johnny won’t seem to leave your mind.

Though your main focus right now needs to be on beating Asuka and having that NXT Women’s title around your waist.


Halfway throughout the match, Asuka had taken control, not even let you have one bit of it. You had been battered and completely bruised. You tried to get in a couple of hits but you were too tired and sore to even move. Just as you were getting up, Asuka ran at you, trying to hit you with a vicious clothesline, but somehow you had managed to duck underneath it and hit her with your own. She got back up only causing you to run at her and hit her with another grueling clothesline, and another after another.

You started to pick up your momentum, constantly throwing all that you had at Asuka. Throwing punches and kicks any chance that you got. Suplex after suplex. Dropkick after dropkick. At some point you even managed a freakin corkscrew moonsault. And landed perfectly. You looked around the crowd, listening to all their cheers and screams, giving you the adrenaline that you needed to finish this match. You waited until Asuka had fully stood up and ran at her, hitting her with a move Chris Jericho had given you with pride, The Codebreaker. You waited until she fell to the mat and walked right over to her. A smirk appeared on your face as you flipped her over onto her stomach, grabbing her legs and locked her into The Walls of Jericho.

You had looked up to Chris when you were younger, so you felt privileged for the fact that he had allowed you to use his moves for this match. He knew that it was a big deal for you, and you wanted to honor his talent (or well known moves) in this match.

The sound of Asuka screeching in pain only caused you to lock the submission in even more, leaning back and practically yelling at her to just give up already. You had a tight hold on her legs, moving back further until your back was touching hers. How has she not tapped out yet? The sound of Asuka’s hand hitting the mat constantly brought a wide, happy smile to your lips. You let go of Asuka and get off of her, instantly kneeling on the mat, your head in your hands.

This was a dream come true. You finally did. You made it.


After you had returned backstage, everyone came up to you, congratulating you. Triple H had hugged you and you could’ve sworn that you saw tears in his eyes.He told you how proud he was, how he saw the moment as a proud father watching his child putting on a heartfelt performance for a dance recital or something. The moment was something that you definitely will remember till the moment it’s your turn to be inducted into the hall of fame.

Asuka had came up to you, placing her hands on your shoulders, a wide smile spread on her lips. She pulled you close to her, catching you by surprise. You wrap your arms around her waist, your title still in hand as you both give each other a tight squeeze. Asuka pulled back and looked you in the eyes. “I’m so proud of you.” You smiled widely, trying your hardest not to cry.

After Asuka had left, you were looking around the room wanting to find that one person. But he wasn’t there. It didn’t make any sense. Usually Johnny was the first person to meet you at the curtain and congratulate you on your matches. Now, he was nowhere near you.

“If you’re looking for Johnny, he’s waiting by your locker room.” The voice belonging to your Australian best friend, completely bringing you out of your day dream and making you almost jump out of your boots. You turned around and smiled softly at Shane, placing your title on your left shoulder. You walked up to him and hugged him, silently thanking him to yourself that he knew you so well, but yet, finding it somewhat scary as well.

“Thanks Shane. I’ll talk to you later.” You smile sweetly, letting go of him and make your way towards your locker room, fingers crossed in hoping that Johnny would be there. Letting out a deep sigh, you take the title from your shoulder and hold it in your hands, a wide ass grin showing on your lips. You still couldn’t believe that you won. It all felt like a dream. 

As you looked up, butterflies had instantly came back and no doubt that your face was blushing like mad. Johnny looked up at you, a small yet somewhat sad smile painted on his lips. You slowly walked up to him and as you stood by him, his arms wrapped around your shoulders, his chin resting on the top of your head. “I’m so proud of you. You deserve that championship.” The way he spoke was so gentle and loving, it made you feel weak in the knees.

You smiled to yourself, hiding your face in his chest, not wanting to let him go. You always loved it when he hugged you. His hugs always made you feel safe and so very loved. The both of you reluctantly let go of each other, his hands staying around your waist a little longer than intended. 

“You have no idea how much that means to me.” You said softly, looking up into his mesmerising brown eyes. Johnny smiled softly down at you, one of his hands coming up to cup the side of your face. You could’ve sworn that he was going to lean in, but instead he pulled away and walked away.


As everyone else had gone out to celebrate at a nearby bar, but as for you, you decided to celebrate your win by yourself. Eat a bit of junk and watch a shit ton of Netflix. Shane had tried to get you to go out, but of course with your earlier encounter with Johnny, you didn’t really feel like going out at all.

“Yep. This is the life. Cookie dough ice cream and Suicide Squad.” You say to yourself, placing a spoonful of ice cream in your mouth. Letting out a deep sigh, you place your ice cream on the coffee table and turned your full focus onto your TV. Just as you were getting into the movie, a soft knock came from your door. You let out a deep sigh and got off of the couch, walking towards the door. It was probably just Shane or Peyton coming to check up on you.

But when you opened the door, you were completely surprised to see none other than Johnny Gargano. A slightly drunk Johnny Gargano.

“He-hey Y/N. Can I come in?” He asked, a slight slur to his voice. You didn’t know what to do or even react. You opened your mouth to say something, but immediately shut it, moving to the side and allowing the somewhat tipsy Johnny into your room. You closed the door gently, turning around and become face to face with Johnny.

“Johnny? Are you alright?” You asked softly, walking up to him, placing your hands on his shoulders and giving them a gentle squeeze. He looked down at you, his brown eyes looking deep into yours. His hands had reached yours, gently holding onto your soft, little hands. You could’ve sworn that he was slightly more ober than drunk, but he was most defiantly drunk. The clear smell of alcohol confirmed that.

“I… I… Do you know h-how.. Pretty you are? Like, just so, really, really pr…etty.” You couldn’t help but let out small giggles, loving how adorkable Johnny was being. You wish you had a camera recording this moment right now, cause it was pure gold!

“Yes Johnny. I am aware of that little fact. You tell me it everyday.” A small smile found it’s way to your lips, your eyes carefully watching his reactions and actions.

Johnny smiled widely and rested his forehead on yours. “Good! Good… good. As you should know.” He brought up one of your hands to his lips, placing a gentle drunken kiss to your knuckles causing your face to turn into a bright ass tomato. 

Before you could say anything, Johnny had pulled himself away from your embrace, going over to the wall and lean against it. He rested his head against the wall and let out a deep sigh. He looked over at you and shook his head. “You know… you and Shane are great for- for each other.” At this point, you had no clue what the hell he was going on about. 

You tilted your head to your side, your mind trying to process what he was talking about. You and Shane. Shane and you. Just the simple thought of you and Shane getting together just made you feel a little awkward. Shane was someone who you thought of as a brother and well… if you did date him, somehow it would feel like.. Not right. Definitely not right. 

“Johnny, what are you talking about?” You slowly walk up to him, placing your hands gently on the sides of his face, making him look at you. Johnny, furrowed his eyebrows and gave a confused look. 

“L-look… Y/N, I might be drunk, but I’m not stupid. Okay.” He moved a hand, and used his pointer finger to gently tap you on the nose, in a playfully way. “I see the way that you two act, alright? Always… so close together. Laughing together. Smiling together… touching together.” Okay.. what? He defiantly drank a little too much.

“Johnny, I can tell how much that you’ve drank tonight. So, as the good friend that I am-” Before you could even finish your sentence, you felt Johnny place his finger over your lips, taking you by surprise.

“That… is one word that I don’t want you, to call yourself around me. Okay? Okay. Ooh bed.” Johnny moved away from you and plopped himself onto your bed, making himself comfortable. You couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle as you watched him. As he laid on the bed, he was trying to take of his shoes, and obviously failing miserably at it. You walked over towards him and helped him take his shoes off and decided to sit next to him. 

You let your mind wonder back to what Johnny had said. The one word that he doesn’t want you to call yourself around him? You furrowed your eyebrows trying your hardest to think. But then of course, it was oh so obvious. He wants to get out of the friendzone. Way out of it. You looked over your shoulder, seeing him all tuckered out, looking like an angel. A deep sigh left past your lips as you slowly got up off of the bed, wanting to get Johnny a glass of water and an aspirin for his head when he wakes up.

Before you could even make one step out of the room, you felt a hand gently grasping onto your wrist, instantly catching your attention. You turn around to see Johnny sitting up slightly and looking directly into your eyes. You sat back down in front of him, not once ever moving your eyes away from his. “Y/N.. what I said earlier, I actually meant. It wasn’t the booze talking. I was all me. All Johnny Gargano. I swear.” He sat up fully, his body so close to yours that you could feel his body heat. The hand that was holding onto your wrist slowly moved to your hand, a tight but gentle hold. “I’m gonna come out with the truth here-”

“Johnny-” Once again, he placed a finger to your lips, just wanting you to hear him out.

“The first day I met you, I was a nervous wreck. A beautiful woman like you, how could I not be.” A small smile found it’s way to your lips, your cheeks turning into a light pink at his words. “The first time we had a full blown conversation, I was in love. I loved the way you smiled, you laughed, how your eyes lit up when you spoke about something that you loved. I love how you always seem to tell a story when you’re in the ring. How you pull of your moves so smoothly I just don’t know, but that’s what I love.” Johnny moved a little closer to you, placing a gentle hand on your cheek, a perfect fit. “But one thing that I hate, is how close you are to Shane Thorne. I get it, I get it. You guys are the best of friends-”

This time, it was your turn to put your finger over his lips, a small smile on your face, soon turning into a smirk. “I think I know what you’re getting at here Johnny. And no, Shane and I are nowhere near getting to that level in our relationship. Okay? I think of him as a brother. And if I were to date him, I’d feel way too fucking awkward.” A small laugh fell past your lips as you watched Johnny’s reaction. You placed one of your hands over his, melting into his touch. 

Johnny’s cheeks turned pink as he took in what you said. You never liked Shane that way. He was basically jealous over completely nothing. How could he be so stupid. “C-Can I finish what I was going to say, please? I have a lot m-more on my chest that I need to say.” The way he spoke was so soft and quiet, completely unlike him. You watched him intently, eagerly but patiently waiting to hear what he’s going to say. “I love how your always so friendly towards everyone. Always wanting to help them if they need it. I love how you’d always go town to the Performance Centre and introduce yourself to the new recruits. All in all… I love you.” 

You sat there, frozen, not sure what to think. Your brain was flowing with emotions. Happy, excited, surprised. 

“D-did I say that out loud? Oh my god.. Umm.. okay. That was definitely the booze.” Before he could babble on any longer, you picked up the courage from out of nowhere and leaned forward, placing your hands on his face, bringing his lips to yours. Johnny had no idea what to do with himself, but soon enough, his hands found your waist, his lips moving with yours in a very sweet and loving kiss. As soon as you felt his touch, you felt a shiver, a good shiver, run up your spine and a billion butterflies going off in the pit of your stomach.

The both of you reluctantly pulled away, your foreheads leaning against one another. Small smiles appear on your lips, mirroring one another. “If this is a dream, please don’t wake me up.” Johnny whispered, his fingers playing with your hair.

You shake your head, rubbing your thumb in small circles on his bearded cheek. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” You whispered back, biting on your lip.

After a few seconds of just gazing into each other’s eyes, there was a slight tension between the two of you. But a very good tension. Your eyes moved slowly down towards Johnny’s lips where a smirk was displayed. Something about that smirk always drove you crazy. You felt Johnny’s hands tighten around your waist as he pulled you onto his lap, his hands moving slowly towards your hips, then towards your ass. His touch was burning your body and all you wanted was for him to touch your whole entire body. Have his fingertips run over skin, giving you goosebumps.

You pull his face closer to yours, you lips hovering over his. You gently at his lip, a slight hiss coming from his throat. You didn’t know how to react to it, but your lower region sure knew how. “I.. have been waiting for this moment, forever.” Johnny breathed out, the same smirk from before reappearing. You felt him squeezing your ass a little, causing a squeal to escape your lips and allowing him to pick you up, ever so gently and placed you down on the bed.

Your heart was beating like crazy. Just the thought of sleeping or well, making love to Johnny, drove you crazy. Your mind rushes back to all the fantasies you’ve had of him. Oh how you wish he’d do all those things to you. “That makes two of us then.” You smile up at him, your fingers running through his hair as you pushed his face towards yours, your lips crashing against his. The kiss was heated. Very heated. Your tongues fighting for dominance, moans coming from the both of you. Johnny reluctantly pulled away, slowly leaning back, his eyes roaming your fully clothed body.

You sat up with him, biting hard on your lip as you watched his hands go to the hem of your shirt. He started lifting it up, but you pushed his hands away, wanting to take it off yourself. He moved his hands away, watching you closely. Just as you got to your head, it got stuck. You heard Johnny let out a little chuckle, causing you to laugh at yourself a little.

“Let me help you with that.” You felt his fingertips gently brush against your chest, a slight shiver running up your spine as he eventually got your shirt off. He tossed it to the ground beside the bed, a wide smile still on his face as little laughs left past his lips.

“That was embarrassing.” You covered your face with your hands, hiding the deep blush that was showing on your cheeks, but yet carried a smile and a small laugh.  

You felt Johnny’s hands over yours, moving them away from your face, leaning down and leaving a sweet and gentle kiss on your forehead. His lips soon hovered just over yours, his eyes looking deep into your orbs. “I’ll make sure that you forget about it.”

His lips then met yours in another heated kiss. His hands moving all over the top half off your body. His tongue moved feverishly over yours, wanting to gain that dominance. You moaned loud into the kiss, pulling away from it ever so slightly, biting down on your lip and slowly moving your hands down his chest and to the hem of his shirt. Your hands sneak their way under his shirt, your fingers dancing along his abdomen, a small groan coming from his lips causing a wide grin to appear on yours. He sits up, slowly taking off shirt, his bare chest in full view. You could’ve sworn that you drooled a little bit.

You sat up with him as your fingers snuck their way to his belt loops, dragging him back on top of you as you lay back down, your lips finding their way to his neck. You left small, wet, loving kisses along his skin, a few marks being left behind. You could’ve sworn you heard him moan a little as you went to a spot between his shoulder and neck, a wide ass smirk written across your swollen lips.

Your hands were soon being held above your head and Johnny’s body was so close to you that you could feel how hard he was against your thigh.You moved your head to look up at him, but in an instant his lips were leaving small trails along your jaw, down to your neck, your collarbone and eventually your chest. He moved his gaze to yours, a wide grin spread across his lips. His hands slowly moved from your wrists all the way down to your jeans. You watched him closely, watching his every move.His fingers slowly undid the button, slowly pulling down the zipper and finally hooked his fingers into the waistband of your jeans. Johnny had somehow managed to also take your panties with your jeans, making you fully exposed in front of your best friend. And hopefully soon to be more than just that.

Before Johnny could do anything else, you quickly sat up, gently pushing him to bed and straddling his waist, your hands mimicking exactly what Johnny had just done to you. Slowly, but yet teasingly taking off his jeans, your eyes not leaving his as you did so. You watched as he pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth, a sudden rush to your heat. You threw his jeans across the room, leaving him in his briefs. A wide smirk appeared on your lips as you left small and loving kisses along his legs and up towards his thighs, your fingers dancing along the hem of his briefs.

Suddenly, he had grabbed your wrists, gently of course, and pulled you up to him, turning the tables with him being on top, again. He smirked widely down at you. But soon, that smirk had turned into a genuine smile. One that showed love and pure, pure happiness. You knew that smile from the first time that you ever had a full blown conversation with Johnny. You remember it like it was yesterday. He was talking about his passion for his job. You remember the way his eyes brightened up when he talked about all the accomplishments that he had achieved, and just simply how he enjoyed entertaining the crowd with his gift.

The feeling of Johnny’s soft lips touching your plump and slightly swollen ones brought you out of your little day dream. You immediately kissed him back, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs wrapping around his waist. Johnny eventually pulled away from the kiss, his forehead leaning against yours as he looked deep into your eyes, one of his hands resting on your hip and the other just above your soaked heat. “Tonight, is all about you, champ.” You smiled widely as the word left his lips. Up until that moment, you had completely forgotten that you won the NXT Women’s Championship. The moment your hands had touched that belt, every single one of your childhood dreams came true.

The touch of Johnny’s finger running up your slit instantly brought you out of your daydream, an instant moan slipping past your lips. You felt his finger go to your clit, rubbing it painfully slow causing your nails to dig into his shoulders. He might be slightly drunk but he sure as hell knew exactly what he was doing.

Johnny moved down your body, slowly, leaving gentle kissed along every ounce of your skin, teasing you still as he does so. You bit your lip hard as you watched him, his lips moving down to your thighs; placing gentle kisses on the inside of your left thigh, his lips getting dangerously close to your heat. He looked up at you, a wide smirk on his lips as he soon slid his tongue up your slit causing a loud moan to escape your throat.

Your fingers quickly moved to grip his hair tightly, unable to control yourself. Johnny let out a loud groan, causing vibrations to flow through your heat. Just hearing the sound made you moan even more. His tongue did such wonders. He played with your clit a couple of times, unsteady and breathy moans escaping your throat. And of course you couldn’t dare to look away from him. Just watching him go down on you had somehow brought you closer and closer to your orgasm.

Once his lips attached themselves to your clit, your legs trapped his head between them, your back arching all the way and a loud scream fell from your lips. Johnny lapped up your juices, a wide cocky grin spread across his lips.

You pulled him up closer to you, crashing your lips onto his in a harsh but passionate kiss. You could taste yourself on his lips, causing a muffled moan to come from you. You soon moved your hands towards his shoulders, running your nails deep into his skin, leaving red marks towards his chest.

“Johnny… you seriously need to stop teasing me.” You dug your nails deeper into his skin, an inaudible sound coming from his lips. Johnny looked down at you, a wide ass grin across his lips.

“Can’t handle it?” He pushed on, digging his hips into yours, causing you to squeeze your eyes shut and roll your head back into the pillows. “Well.. by that reply, I’ll take that as a yes.” Johnny leaned back a little, only enough so that he could get his briefs off. He threw them across the room and crawled back over you, only to reach towards the bedside table.

“Johnny? Seriously?!” You turned your head to see what he was doing. He had a box in his hands, causing you to raise your eyebrows at him. He looked down at you and chuckled slightly, shrugging his shoulders.

“Okay, so I may or may not have snuck into your room just to put a box of condoms in your nightstand drawer.” He said, a very proud smile written across his plump and slightly red lips You couldn’t help but to laugh along with him, his cute little smile has always been so contagious.

“You’re a little shit, you know that right?” You look up at him, shaking your head at how unbelievable he’s being. But these are the moments that you’ll cherish. This is the reason why you had fallen in love with Johnny in the first place. Time stood still as you admired Johnny. How you took in every single detail of him. His facial features, how his eyes shone when he spoke about things that he loved, how his muscles flex when he works out -and that is one hell of a sight to see- and just simply how every inch of him is just… a gift from God. Just simply, beautiful.

In reply to your statement, Johnny sent you a wink and a wide ass, cocky grin as he opened the condom packaging with his teeth and eventually, got it on. This was happening. And like as if he read your mind, his lips instantly found the skin on your neck, gently biting down on it, leaving a small mark. His lips found their way to your ear. “It’s okay beautiful. If you don’t want to continue, just let me know.”

You wrap your arms around his neck, your fingers dancing on the back of his neck as they rail up to his hair, combing through his soft locks. You gave a warm smile, bringing your lips up to his, your lips dancing against one another. You reluctantly pulled away as Johnny kept his forehead against yours. “I’ve waited for this for a long time. I’m not going to stop you. At. All.”

“That’s all that I needed to hear.” Johnny smiled down at you as he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead as he entered you slowly. You bit down on your lip and rolled your head back into the pillows as he eventually filled you up all the way, a groan falling from his lips as he hid his face in your neck. His hips thrusted into you at a painfully slow pace. You knew that Johnny wanted to savour the moment. He wanted to make sure that you felt good. He wanted to show you how much he loved you.

Your fingers ran down towards his back, your nails digging into his skin. “Johnny.. Go faster. Please.” You looked up into his eyes, arching your back as he took your command and thrusted his hips at a very fast pace.

Your moans filled the room, the moans getting louder and louder every time Johnny’s hips met yours. You wrapped your legs around his waist, bringing his body closer to yours, both of your chests touching.

“Jesus Johnny… holy shit! G-go harder.”

“As you wish, beautiful.” Without hesitating, Johnny went harder, immediately finding your g-spot as he did so. Your nails had dug even deeper into his skin and you could’ve sworn that you almost drew blood. He’s gonna want to hide those marks from everyone. Your back arched up even further as you screamed out his name, your grip tightening even more around him.

You felt the familiar feeling in your stomach, getting closer and closer with each thurst that Johnny gives. And as if Johnny knew how close you were, he trailed his hand down towards your clit, rubbing it at the same of his thrusts, driving you even more crazy.

“Fuck… Johnny! I’m close! So close!” You bit down on your lip harshly, no doubt that your lip was bleeding. A lot. Johnny leaned down and took your lips onto his in a passionate and rushed kiss.

“Let go for me princess. I’m right behind you.” And with that, you let out a curse of profanities as you let yourself clench around Johnny, letting go completely as you felt his thrusts getting sloppy and lots of groans and moans coming from his mouth, your name being mixed up with the wonderful noises as Johnny let go a couple of seconds after you.

He collapsed on top of your body, the both of you becoming a panting mess. A wide smile was spread across your lips as your hands rubbed Johnny’s back up and down his spine. You felt the vibration of Johnny chuckling against your body, the sound bringing music to your ears.

Johnny eventually pulled out and rolled off of you, getting off of the bed and taking off the condom, tying it up and throwing it in the bin in the bathroom. He came back to the bed, plopping down next to you and wrapping his arms around you. He let out a happy sigh, running his fingers through your soft hair.

“That just happened.” You said with a happy smile on your face. Johnny looked down at you, mirroring your smile.

“That… was amazing.” You both let out a small chuckle, looking into each other’s eyes.

You leaned your head against his chest, his now steady heartbeat completely relaxing you and almost putting you to sleep. “Please tell me that’s not the last time we do that.” You whispered, a hopeful look in your eyes.

“Oh trust me beautiful, it’s definitely the first of many, many nights.”

I’m having that kind of week where there’s so many things I want to write, but I don’t have enough time to write them all (courtesy of having to sleep, eat, and take care of other real life stuff).

The good news is, I’ll be getting a lot of writing done…

Can any of my writer followers/mutuals relate to this?

not to be… that guy but I’m very, very broke and I need some makeup for ppls prom looks this year. this is not a real need but if u can help me I’d be so fuckin’ grateful. My amazon wishlist is here: https://www.amazon.com/registry/wishlist/3D2A6W1S5F9CD/ref=cm_sw_r_k5_wl_o_C2SFyb5TFHN0Y

I’d get them myself but my mom isn’t letting me get a job until I’m done w/ school :( tysm if you can help and if you can’t (or don’t want to) I 100% get it!!

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It’s finally done!!

Funny thing is that I doodled this comic out on valentine’s day and just never did anything about it. But then recently I got a bunch of followers who liked my cheerleader+nerd girl ideas so I thought I’ll finish this comic out for you guys!

Also they have names now!

Valerie (cheerleader) and Emma (nerd). I want to think of an official series title for them but nothing is coming up at the moment but I will eventually!

Everlasting Party - Mystic Messenger Time Loop AU (pt 25)

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Summary: You’re caught in a time loop during the 11 days leading up to the RFA’s party unless you can do… what, exactly?

13+ Spoiler-free…kinda? Doesn’t spoil any events from the game, though I do mention a thing or two about the organization Unknown is with. I think you first learn about it in Yoosung’s route. …Frankly if you’ve read this far, I expect you’re fine for spoilers :P



But how to get inside…?

He can hack the security cameras – give them a dummy feed that just loops over the same empty hallway. But the RFA’s hacker is good; he’ll notice it rather quickly, and then he’ll call their new member to warn her or something. From his observations she seems to be a highly suspicious person, so it’s also unlikely that she’ll willingly unlock the door, even if he’s disguised as someone else.

The passcode to the apartment has changed, too. If he brings his laptop he can probably hack it, but there’s the matter of time, again – he’ll have to give the security cameras the dummy feed and time it so that the hacker doesn’t have time to warn their new member that something is up. He might be able to distract the hacker if he lets him know about V’s current situation, but it’s a gamble he’s decided not to take.

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anonymous asked:

Do u think the justice league put bets on Batman's identity?

not the big seven obviously because even on non-secured intercoms they call each other by their first names, but like… the smaller heroes? the newer groups? absolutely. it’s the first thing they try to find out after initiation, it’s become like… a sorority thing. every time a bunch of new heroes get into the justice league, there’s this thing hal someone coordinates. “try to shadow him and follow his every move until you find out where he lives. that’s what makes you an actual, real justice leaguer”. and it sounds so much like bait material, these are capable, young, bright, absolutely not foolhardy people who made it into the big leagues because they can get the job done, but then you think about how the flash or wonder woman had to do it too or something and it gives you a sense of honor. so you do it. and hal laughs

and the best part is i imagine bruce letting them tag along during his gotham patrol, pretending he didn’t detect them five milliseconds after they got on his tail, and just blatantly leading them to some forested grounds outside the city at dawn or something and reaching a tree, right? just getting near a tree and not moving for the rest of the day. he’s just standing there for at least seven hours because you know he can do it and nobody has moved because they might make noise, so you see all those heroes with their bright costumes hiding behind a bush and going “holy crap he’s sleeping standing on his feet hwat the fuCK bob???”

been thinking a lot about how the adventure zone handles representation and why it’s so satisfying and well done… i think a lot of it is because the mcelboys understand that diversity is realistic, natural, and frankly just more interesting.

that’s why it usually doesn’t feel forced or tokenistic. there’s an understanding that as the real world is diverse, so should fantasy be. they’ve also taken the time to listen to criticism levelled at them; justin’s hesitance over making taako’s sexuality explicit once griffin pointed out the possible negative connotations of his character voice, their decision to rework the designs of the characters in the official graphic novel once people complained about the whole main cast being white. it’s not pandering, it’s a genuine commitment to creating an interesting and believeable world that their diverse listenership can relate to.

it’s natural and non-sensationalised - queer characters in particular don’t have a big shock reveal, it’s just a part of who they are. take roswell as an example - they’re agender/nb because of course they are. if you think about it for more than four seconds it’s pretty obvious that arbitrarily assigning a gender to a powerful earth construct would be a much weirder decision.

taking away that automatic assumption that all characters should be cisgender & heterosexual as their default setting makes inclusivity easy - when griffin asks clint about merle’s marriage, he doesn’t automatically ask about his wife, he says ‘husband or wife’. little things like that make so much difference.

i’m not saying it’s always perfect, but jesus, they’re really trying. and usually succeeding. as white (i’m assuming) cishet guys they would not have been dragged for neglecting diversity, but they did it anyway. we need more content creators like them, who treat representation as something natural and normal and interesting rather than an annoying obligation.

tl;dr i love taz & the mcelboys a lot and i think about it all the time

The magic’s still here

I’ve just seen Fantastic Beats and I have a LOT to talk about, so here’s a non-spoilery review:

I was worried I wouldn’t feel the magic and I wouldn’t enjoy it as much as I did when I watched the original movies, I was wrong. Boy was I wrong. Listen, they played an ersatz of Hedgwig’s theme at the very beginning and I was DONE. I was home. They mentioned Dumbledore’s name and I was nearly crying. I just missed it so much, I can’t believe I actually get to say I saw another (sort of) Harry Potter movie. The fantastic beasts were awesome! I mean, I knew most of them by name already, as I own the “Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them” book, but there were some I was not familiar with, and they’re all amazing. The CGI was well done, you can see that they’re not real creatures, but that’s not what I wanted. They look surreal, and that’s what they should look like, in my opinion, so that the magical world stays… well, magical.

There’s a LOT of humor, funny bits and lines. You can just feel that JK Rowling wrote this, it felt like the books again. Because, let’s get real, they left out most of the funny bits in the movies. Not here, though. NOT HERE. I laughed out loud quite a few times. JK’s sense of humor always gets me. It’s ridiculous in the best way. It’s insanely British too, and I loved it. But the movie also knows when to be serious and there are also a lot of moving scenes and a lot of darker scenes. 

I also understand a lot better why they’re making 5 movies, I feel like I know where they’re going with the story. There’s a lot more to explore about this world, and I want to know even more than we already know.

It was weird to see the movie without knowing what the storyline would be like though, for the vast majority of the HP movies, I had read the books beforehand, I knew what would (mostly, they made changes, but still) happen, so it felt unnatural to be watching something brand new. But it was a good feeling, and I enjoyed it.

If you’re like me and you’re a bit too obsessed with the HP universe, you might freak out when they mention things you already know or see something familiar. I swear I felt like Hermione during class, wanting to shout “OH I KNOW WHAT THIS IS” as if the movie was quizzing me about my HP knowledge. I think I passed. Might have been fan service, though, but I was too darn happy about it to care.

TL;DR: it’s awesome and I want to watch it again and again. GO SEE IT. 

yo i love those posts about how aliens view humans or the ones about how humans are scary space orcs so here’s one

imagine if we found aliens but they just? have absolutely no sense of collectivism nor groupthink/mob mentality. they are a race of total individuals, there isn’t anything like “collaboration,” warfare is guerrilla strikes of individuals or small bands, there’s no real government because acting as a unit just ISN’T A THING.

so when humans visit this planet they freak the hell out because how are they so organized? why do they stick together? how do they get so much DONE

and the absolute scariest, most incredible thing about human culture to them is not war or our inventions or culture nor our incredible physiology. no.

it’s fuckin marching bands.

a HUNDRED people all dressed in the SAME OUTFIT, marching in time to a single beat, organized in a grid, playing musical instruments in a certain time measure so that all the instruments work together to form a cohesive whole song, and sometimes they all YELL at EXACTLY THE SAME TIME…

this scares the absolute shit out of the whole race and NOBODY CAN HANDLE IT

Bite Me (Oneshot)

AN: Soooo guess who’s not dead? Yeah, sorry guys. I started my Senior year and everything just went to hell from there. Fortunately, I’m graduating next month and I won’t be starting college until the Fall, so guess who has more free time soon!? Anyways, I started a new request, but then remembered I had this one already started and almost done. So I finished it real quick and I’m posting it as a sort of apology for being so inactive. I hope this one is to your liking, anon!

Prompt:  Hi! Can you do a Bucky x reader where they kinda have a love/hate relationship and one day they are arguing and the reader is like “bite me” to Bucky and he’s like okay and leaves a bunch of hickeys on her. And then like the next day while them and the avengers are chilling Steve see’s the marks and is like the hell? And Bucky appears and is like she said bite me so I did. Sorry if this is confusing and thank you so much!!

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, teasing, angry/horny Bucky, heavy kissing, hickeys, no smut tho.

Gif not mine


The relationship between you and Bucky was friendly but at the same time… strained. At times the both of you would get along and sometimes actually hang out. Other times you would be at each other’s throats. This obviously was driving the team crazy since they never knew what mood the two of you would be in. However, everything finally came to a head one evening after a particularly stressful mission.

“Hey, Y/N, have you seen my-” Bucky was cut off as soon as he walked into the bathroom connected to your room and saw you. He narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms over his broad chest.

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You know what? Part of what makes Lord of the Rings so great is that Tolkien knows how to end a story. You’ve been on this massive 1,200-page adventure and it has been sometimes joyous and funny and sometimes dark and hopeless, but crucially the story doesn’t end with everything just going back to the way things were before–because the world can’t come through a story like that unscathed and neither can the people who took part in it. It’s a good ending because it’s not a completely happy one. Momentous events should have consequences, and if you don’t let the reader have those along with the happiness and hope you’ve done them a sort of injustice. So take that lesson on storytelling from Tolkien. Write good endings. Write whole endings. Write real endings. Happiness is only part of that.

Just so you all know, I’m gonna take a hard stance on normalizing the Trumps

They’re unlikely to show up at any major fashion events, but in the event a Trump shows up, I refuse to acknowledge them in my fashion coverage. 

Fashion does not undo the very real harm being done to marginalized groups in the Trump name, and I am not going to be a part of making their bigotry and hatred even marginally normal or acceptable.

I encourage my followers to please call out any other publication or blog that makes the Trump family cute or normal or anything else that makes their hatred and the real hatred caused by them acceptable.

It may seem mundane, but “I don’t like his views, but I like what his wife is wearing!” is how hatred hides itself and perpetuates itself.

anonymous asked:

So imagine some fanficish shinanigans happen and the Scout that had just began drawing God n' Gabe comics on the internet gets mysteriously transported to present you while you're chilling at a con or something. What happens?

oh god i’d have a word or two but i wouldn’t be surprised

Anonymous said:

Are you my real dad?

well i certainly am now

Sponsors needed

I just copied the list that keeps track of the numbers in the sponsorship, and sorted them in order of where most sponsorships are needed. US and UK people, do a few if you can! Apparently, in the UK Louis is only 1000 ahead of Matt from the X Factor, so this will make a real difference.

List is here. Gifting a copy can be done here. Do it TODAY to give everyone time to claim it before tomorrow the latest.

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Fakemon Region Challenge!

I’m sure these have been done before, but I figured I might as well make my own challenge out of them. Throughout the generations of pokémon, there have been some recurring themes, so I tried to make a challenge that helps you echo these themes in your own region! There are even things I put in simply for fun. Above the cut are the region itself and pokémon ideas. Below are some more details that I added for fun. Have fun with this!

Region Itself

  1. Real Life Inspiration
  2. Starting Town
  3. Significant Towns/Cities
  4. Evil Team Base
  5. Pokémon League

Pokémon

  1. Starter Pokémon
  2. Regional Bird
  3. Regional Rodent
  4. Regional Bug
  5. Pikaclone
  6. Bat Pokémon
  7. Cave-Dwelling Pokémon
  8. Forest-Dwelling Pokémon
  9. Common Fish Pokémon
  10. Rare Fish Pokémon
  11. Ghost Pokémon
  12. Non-fish Ocean Pokémon
  13. Fossil Pokémon
  14. Pokémon with Branched Evolution
  15. Pokémon Based on an Animal that Hasn’t Been Done Yet
  16. Mountaintop-Dwelling Pokémon
  17. Pokémon that uses Camouflage
  18. Bear Pokémon
  19. City-Dwelling Pokémon
  20. Creepy Psychic Type
  21. Pokémon Based on an Object
  22. Regional Variant
  23. Naturally Enemies (Seviper & Zangoose, Durant & Heatmor, etc.)
  24. Synthetic Pokémon
  25. Mascot/Box Legendaries
  26. Legendary Trio/Quartet
  27. A Third Legendary

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Early design work for my Doctor Who stuff!  Patrick Troughton had an interesting face, that lends itself to being both heroic and comical.  It was really fun to play with that balance!  I think the animation being released has a heavy emphasis on photoreferenced artwork, which I think is a real shame.  By not understanding the shapes fully (or not designing them in a way to be fully understood), it’s so easy to have stiff and clunky animation, especially when there aren’t photos to rely on for specific actions or angles.  The Doctor Who episodes I saw from this time have such a cartoon-y feel to them, and I thought it would be really cool to emphasise that.  They have that balance between cartoonishness and theatrical melodrama.

I haven’t done any character design work for animation in a while (I’ve only been doing character designs for my own book at the moment).  It’s a really fun challenge to try and communicate clearly how you want something to be- enough that other people can draw it themselves.  Can’t wait to do this sort of thing again.

HOW TO ROLEPLAY GANGS AND EX OR CURRENT GANG MEMBERS

this guide will teach you the ins and outs of realistic gangs, roleplaying gang members, and how all of that works. almost all gang roleplays i’ve seen are so inaccurate, glamorized and romanticized. movies are not realistic. even if it isn’t a gang rp - a gang related character could be interesting in any sort of character development plot. so here we go –

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quick and pretty dang small amara piece done real quick! about a 45 minute warmup. i haven’t drawn a ton of ladies recently, and suddenly just had a craving to. PLUS i love amara so it’s a win-win. this was pretty loosely referenced as well–wanted it to have a more stylized look

i also watched a little tutorial on how to freehand smoke, which i’ve always been pretty awful at. so this wasn’t originally supposed to have that effect, but i decided to be brave and practice a little