so read it if you feel like being annoyed

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having read, like, half a dozen, i think maybe you should directly respond to people's thoughts instead of reveling in being a sarcastic ass so you can chuckle to yourself about how everyone's annoyed by your behavior and/or you

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Things Not to Do in a Tarot Reading

Originally posted by korilakkuma-say

Most readings go over great! However, there is definitely some level of etiquette expected. Here’s a list of some things that can instantly turn a reading sour!

For the Querent…

💎 Be Disrespectful. This should really go without saying. If you’re getting a reading, treat them with respect! They are providing a service just like anybody else you would give money to. Even if they’re doing it for free, they’re still taking time out of their day to help you out.

💎 Cram Questions. Typically, it goes one question, one card, with more cards providing more insight or addressing different facets of a single question. It makes a reader’s head ache when someone purchases a single card draw, but sends the reader a billion questions. They’re trying to get the insight of a ten-card spread for basically a dollar, and from the reader’s end it feels like they’re being slighted. It’s simple: if you want more insight and more detail, choose a reading that fits your needs.

💎 Fight the Reading. There are two ways people do this: fighting the message, and fighting the reader.  In the first, if the cards say something the querent doesn’t like, and they get upset, trying to get the reader to “fix” their answer. This mostly comes from people who wanted a tarot reading for self-affirmation, rather than insight into a problem. If you want a feel-good tarot sesh that’s fine; be sure to either purchase a reading designed for that, or let your reader know you’re not up for bad news right then. The second comes from fellow readers! The reader will be going about their business and the querent will say, “I read tarot and that’s not what that card means.” It may seem like a kind gesture at first, but not all decks have the same meaning for every card and the reader’s intuition and unique interpretation are just as important as the card. If the meanings were set in stone for every card, we wouldn’t need to go to other readers!

💎 Treat the Reader Like a Hack. Skepticism is understandable. Skepticism is completely fine! A lot of skeptics end up getting tarot readings either for the novelty of it, or because their friend dragged them into it. It’s okay to approach a reading with a healthy amount of reservation, waiting to see what’s in store before totally investing in it. However, there’s a line between being skeptical, and being a jerk about it. Don’t spend the whole time trying to “expose” your reader as a fraud, constantly critique on how vague or not they’re being, and just steamrolling over the message they’re trying to give you so that you can feel superior somehow. It doesn’t make you look like a hero, it makes you look like someone I impersonate with an annoying voice to my friends over dinner.

💎 Ask Questions that are Clearly Out of Line. Tarot can get pretty heavy sometimes. A lot of experienced readers have at least one story of someone who really opened up to them about dark subjects, and they worked through it together. A lot of different subjects are acceptable, but some just… really aren’t. My friend had a querent approach him online, all but straight-up saying they were meant to be together and asking for a reading about their future. I’ve had people approach me asking for me to diagnose their illness. If you have a question about a potentially triggering subject, please please ask your reader if they are comfortable reading for that topic before just unloading a graphic description on them. Also, don’t hit on your reader. It’s the occult equivalent of hitting on your waitress.

For the Reader…

💎 Minimize the Querent’s Concerns. This person came to you with a question in mind, and is putting their trust in you. What seems trivial to you may be a big deal to someone else! If someone approaches you asking what they can do to bond with their cat more, don’t make them feel silly for choosing that question; that’s their prerogative. If they’re concerned enough about it to get a tarot reading, maybe there’s more to it than meets the eye!

💎 Judge Their Question (to their face.) I won’t say “don’t judge them at all,” because often that’s impossible. We’re only human, after all. Let’s say your querent is considering leaving their long-term relationship for a sketchy but passionate fling. You might think this person has garbage priorities, but I promise any lecture you feel like giving them, they’ve already heard. They’re not paying you to nag or bestow your personal ethics onto them. They’ve already done whatever they’ve done, and now they would just like some insight before moving forward. It’s not a reader’s job or a reader’s place to place moral judgement on a reader. (It’s a lot like being a therapist… everything is neutral and confidential, unless there’s evidence of abuse or potential harm to the querent or someone else. If the querent did/is doing something illegal, that’s a different matter.)

💎 Be Disrespectful. Again, this should go without saying. Our querents deserve a little dignity! It’s okay to laugh with them, should the atmosphere allow for it, but never laugh at them. A querent’s feelings are perfectly valid and should be treated as such. They are not inherently foolish or less wise than you, so let’s all agree to not present ourselves as these sages of wisdom helping the poor little mortals.

💎 Half-Ass It. Someone is actually giving you literal money! We get that you’re tired. We get that you hate the question, but literal shapeshifting master of darkness Aku could kick down the door to your Tarot Shack, slap down a five dollar bill, and ask for a reading on his love life. You would still be ethically obligated to actually try and give a reading based on what the cards say, and in a reasonable amount of depth that someone who doesn’t read tarot would feel like they got a sufficient amount of insight. Basically, you’re offering a service. Give it your all!

Originally posted by verona7881

Sneaky bastard - Bruce Wayne x Reader (NSFW)

Since I have no shame, yet another smutty story (it’s been a while). It’s not just smut though, there’s a plot, and there’s lots of fluff@whovianayesha hope you’ll like it and don’t think it’s total shite, because as usual, I feel like it’s pretty badmaybe I rushed things a bit too much ? I mean, actions gos by too fast and don’t make sense ? EEEEEH I’M ALWAYS SO STRESSED YOU GUYS WON’T LIKE MY WRITING WHENEVER I POST SOMETHING, sorry for being such an annoying angsty woman, I just hope you’ll like  :

WARNING NSFW (smut, don’t read if it makes you uncomfortable, go read my other very safe for work stories instead ;)), LANGUAGE. It’s long, sorry.

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If someone would have told you a few weeks ago that you’d save the goddamn Batman, you’d probably would have laughed in their faces. It seemed so ridiculous, that a rookie such as you, who literally joined the forces not even a month before, would ever save a man like the Dark Knight. 

And yet, it happened. And it was wicked awesome.


He was fighting a bunch of thugs in a back alley, when you came by. You weren’t even gonna intervene, you knew the man, you already saw him roaming Gotham City before you became a cop, he could definitely handle himself…But then, you noticed one of the guy he was fighting take a few steps back, and draw a gun. It was pointed right at the bat’s head and he was going to pull the trigger in a matter of seconds ! 

You didn’t think, you acted. You jumped in the alley, surprising all of them, and with an expertly done high kick, you got the gun out of the man’s hand, knocking him down with a mean left hook. Damn, you turned into a total badass under the adrenaline ! 

Batman quickly got rid of the las few thugs, and turned to you. Suddenly, you didn’t feel that excited anymore, the man was impressive. So tall. Large. Muscular. Yeah ok, he was totally sexy. 

He turned his weird glowy white gaze on you, and, with a voice too rough and low to be human, asked you : 

-Are you alright ? This was very foolish to jump in like that, I didn’t need your help. You could have been very hurt. 

-Yeah I’m alright, and like Hell you didn’t need my help, I totally saved your life dude, be more thankful ! Jeez louiiise. 


-Wow. Ok. So you’re an ass. 

-The ass can give you a ride to the nearest hospital, you’re bleeding. 

-What ? 

He pointed to your arm, and…oh. Yeah. You got shot. Damn. 

-I didn’t even feel it…

-Must be the rush of epinephrine in your blood. Come on, follow me. 

-Wow wait, you’re gonna give me a ride…in the batmobile ?! 

-Do you see any other car ? Climb in, and do not touch anything. 

You tried to keep your cool. To act like it was no big deal…but the adrenaline in your veins doubled in volume as you sat in the car you so often dreamt of riding when you were a child. Fuck this was great ! 

He drove you to the nearest hospital, without saying a word, and almost threw you out of the car. Ass. 

Your wound wasn’t deep, a bullet just grazed you and you only needed a few stitches, you were out two hours later. You went home by foot, because walking always cleared your mind, and damn it needed to be clear right now. Anyway, you weren’t living too far away. 

You just saved the Batman ! YOU JUST SAVE THE BATMAN !! 

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Imagine being the first and only girl in the Penetrator Russ bus.

Author’s note: Here you have it, angels. As usual, a big thank you to Alyssa, @imyourliquor-youremypoison, for being the best beta writer in the world. I don’t even know what to say so, good reading, and if you feel like it, just give me a little feedback so I won’t freak out thinking you guys hated it hahahahah

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From Enemies to Lovers. Pt:11

Kim Seokjin x Reader

Genre: Angst & gradual fluff

Pt:1 Pt:2  Pt:3  Pt:4  Pt:5  Pt:6  Pt:7 Pt:8 Pt:9 Pt:10 Pt:11 Pt:12 Pt:13 Pt:14 Pt:15FINALE

Originally posted by jjilljj

Another year has gone by and I still have no idea why you hate me so much, and I still have no idea why I’m buying you these gifts when all you do is throw them aside and never bother opening them anyway. Maybe that’s why I’m writing this… But I never wanted you to feel as though you were left out although, me not paying you any attention probably has no affect on you anyway. 

Since you’re not going to read this anyway, I have a bone to pick with you Kim Seokjin. You’re an asshole, why are you treating me like crap all the time? What did I ever do to you for you to hate me so much, so much to the point where you have to pull the most disgusted face when I appear in front of you?

Do you know what’s most annoying even though you treat me as though I’m your enemy? It’s the fact that I have these crazy feelings for you. At first, it was just a mere crush because holy heck you’re a beautiful human being inside and out. Well at least that’s what I thought, but now, even after so long. My feelings for you never disappeared, instead I only grew more fond of you when you grew to hate me more. 

There were so many things about you that caught my eye, the way you don’t blink whilst concentrating on cutting onions whilst you were cooking… cooking food that you never allowed me to taste. The way you look up crosseyed at your bangs that were getting too long. The way you pouted your lips during eat Jin after shoving a huge chunk of steak into your mouth… There were so many traits that you had that I found adorable and honestly it’s regretful that I’ll never be able to tell you these things in person, whilst these feelings are still here because I’m sure they’ll go away eventually - right?

Gosh I really hope you don’t open this because it’s so damn embarrassing to confess through a letter, especially when it’s so cliché and considering how much you dislike me, this must be entertaining for you. But if you do so end up reading this then, I want you to know I never hated you and no matter how hard I try, I don’t think I ever can and if you do see this then laugh all you want because I’ve decided now, that it’s finally time to get over you. So maybe next year I really will stop buying you these gifts. 

- Your number one enemy, Y/N.

December 4th 2016.

Why did she lie? She told me she had a crush on me at the start but I never knew, I never caught on that she’s had feelings for me all these years. I went on to opening the box that was originally stuck to this card, only to find a pair of customised in ears. How did she know? How did she know that I loved Mario? The in ear was white with the Super Mario star printed onto it. 

She’s paid attention to me all these years, she knows the things I like and she knows my favourite foods, she noticed a lot of things. There were so many things that she knew about me and I’ve just come to realise that I know nothing about her.

guess it’s time for my first follow forever with this blog! :’) I could never imagine I would reach this milestone so fast, especially after remaking and turning my writing around. and even if numbers are not really that important, it is still heartwarming and incredibly touching to see 6,000 people giving me and my writing a (second) chance.

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When Baz finally returns to Watford he finds Simon waiting for him in their room.

Genre: Smut

Many thanks to @carryonsimoncarryon and @eroticgropefest for being amazing betas <3

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“You look like shit.” I say when Baz finally enters our bedroom.

He glances at me sideways as he takes his jacket off and hangs it on his wardrobe. Then he sneers. “You look awful too, Snow.”

I feel myself on edge, and he just got here. He’s so bloody annoying. “Fuck off.”

“I’m just saying…” He glances at me again and looks me over from head to toe before continuing. “You usually look better by now.”

I step closer to him. If it wasn’t for the Anathema, I would just punch him. It would serve him right for insulting me; this is all his fault, after all. “Well, how could I? You could jump me at any second. It was driving me insane.”

He takes a step forward in my direction; I’ve never been this close to him before. He blinks, then focuses his deep grey eyes on me and asks me in a hushed tone, “Missed me much?” I feel his breath on my face.

“Oh, piss off,“ I say, and our lips brush when I do it. When did he get so close? And then all I can think about is shutting him up. With my mouth. So I do it. I close distance between us and let my lips crash against his. He immediately reacts and put his hands on my hair, and I move so that I can deepen the kiss. He lets me.

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Boy Friends

Imagine~ You and Kol being best friends and Kai getting jealous. 

“Kol, you did not.” you laughed, entering the grill with your best friend. You and Kol had been best friends for as long as you could remember but there had never been any intimate feelings between you. 

He’d helped you when you turned, especially since you were a witch before you were killed. Kol was always the one to protect you which was why he was skeptical when you started dating Kai, but soon he learnt to accept it. 

“He was annoying me.” Kol shrugged, sitting down in a booth as you sat opposite him. You rolled your eyes, calling over Matt to order some food. 

“I’ll have some potato skins, mate.” Kai smiled when Matt reached your table. “Cheesy fries.” you grinned to Matt as he smiled back, completely ignoring Kol. 

Kol rolled his eyes, knowing that Matt hated him. “By the way, your lover boy’s over there.” Matt frowned, glancing over to the bar. 

You quickly span around to see Kai glaring at you and Kol, who just so happened to look like a couple right now. Giggling and telling jokes whilst sitting across from each other in a diner. 

You looked over at Kol, asking him with your eyes and he simply replied with a small nod. Kai’s eyes remained burning into you as you had the small exchange with Kol, and it was only now you’d realized how much his eyes were searing into you. 

Swiftly, you got up from your seat, giving Kol an apologetic smile before walking towards Kai. As soon as you reached Kai he turned his head, sipping on his drink, completely ignoring you. 

“Kai.” you sighed, sitting down on the stool next to him. He carried on ignoring you, sipping silently on his drink as he swirled around the ice. 

“Stop ignoring me.” you said, clearly irritated. He turned to you, his eyes still burning with anger. 

You could immediately tell he was annoyed that you were spending time with Kol and you couldn’t blame him but it would’ve been good if he accepted the fact that you and Kol were just friends. 

“What?” he spat, glaring over his shoulder to where Kol was sitting innocently. 

You rolled your eyes at Kai’s immature response to you hanging out with a friend. “Why is it such a problem for me to hang out with Kol?”

Kai looked back at you, clearly annoyed. “What makes you think that’s why I’m so annoyed?” 

You scoffed, staring at him with your brows raised waiting for any form of explanation. But he said nothing, instead he continued whirling around the ice in his glass. 

“Kai, I love you. Okay, not Kol. So can you please stop being so jealous because it kills me to feel like there’s a barrier between us.” you sighed, not bothering to respond to his question. 

Kai’s eyes flickered up to meet yours, a form of relief in his eyes but his emotions were hard to read but you knew he’d softened up at your words. 

He let out a sigh, glancing back at Kol who was still waiting patiently at the table, most probably listening in on your conversation. “I don’t trust him, that’s all.” 

You gave Kai a small sympathetic smile, hoping he would find some comfort in it. “If it makes you feel any better, he feels the same about you.” you chuckled. 

But to no avail, Kai continued to be tense, not wanting you to return to the waiting Original. “Look, go home. I’ll be there soon and we can spend the night watching films in bed. Sound good?” you smiled. 

Kai sighed, realizing his attempts to keep you away from Kol would be no use. “Fine, be home in an hour otherwise I’m going to find a white oak stake and kill him myself.” Kai grinned sarcastically, respecting your decision. 

You chuckled silently as you stood up, giving Kai a small kiss and a smile before watching him leave the grill reluctantly. 

Just as you returned to the booth, Matt set your food down as he gave you a small smile when you thanked him. 

“He does realize he couldn’t kill me if he tried.” Kai laughed, stealing one of your fries. You rolled your eyes, knowing he’d be listening in on your conversation. 

“Yeah well, whatever he wants to believe.” you giggled, grabbing one of Kol’s potato skins. 

“Yeah yeah.” Kol chuckled. 

The rest of the hour was filled with laughs and typical you and Kol talk, but you soon remembered your promise to Kai. 

“I should get going. Kai’s already annoyed at me.” you sighed, standing up whilst leaving a tip on the bill Kol had already paid for. 

“I know, I know.” Kol chuckled, “See you tomorrow Y/N” 

You gave Kol a quick hug before rushing out of the grill and hopping into your car. 

It didn’t take long for you to reach Kai’s apartment, and you were excited to spend the night cuddling with your boyfriend. 

The door clicked open as you unlocked it and walked into the apartment you’d grown so familiar with. As you entered the smell of Chinese food flooded your nostrils and you could feel yourself almost start drooling. 

“Kai?” you called out, making a rustle sound in the kitchen before Kai came into view, a large smile on his face. 

“Hey, I got take away.” he smiled, approaching you. You returned the smile, happy to see him happy. 

“I can tell.” you grinned, as he stood in front of you. Looking down at you and grinning. 

He pressed his lips against yours, only for a moment but enough time to make your heart flutter. After he pulled away, he rested his chin on the top of your head, leaving a small kiss on your head top. 

“I’m sorry for over reacting.” he sighed, and a small smile formed on your face at his apology. 

You said nothing in response and simply pulled his head down and pressed your lips together again. Showing acceptance for his apology. 

(a/n) don’t overly like this one, but it might be because it’s midnight and I’ve been up since 7am. so that might be why this one isn’t the best. 

Advise for Extended Essay

Yesterday all IB2 students at our school handed in their final drafts of Extended Essay. 

I am very satisfied with mine and the work I put into it, but I know that some students are not. I have some easy and general tips for you when it comes to the extended essay:

Put effort into your First Draft

The first draft is very important, because that is the only draft you will actually get feedback on. I wrote 3200 words for my first draft, because then I would have space for writing more, but I was still pretty much done with it.

Read the criteria

This will help you SO MUCH! Reading the criteria and fully understand what you are to do makes it easier to break the essay down into smaller, manageable parts. It is difficult sitting down to write an essay of 4000 words just like that, without guidelines.

Talk to your supervisor

If you have any questions - ASK! Don’t feel like you are being annoying. Your supervisor is there to help and guide you. If you have any questions regarding referencing, what to include, something you are unsure of - ask your supervisor.

Write your final draft as soon as you have gotten feedback on the first one

It’s so easy to forget what you were supposed to change or add, even though you have notes. I would really recommend writing the final draft as soon as possible so you don’t forget.

Read it over and over again

It may seem boring, but it does help you a lot. When reading it through, you will find sentences that may be changed or words that could be replaced. Print your essay out, read it and underline everything that you may want to change, or possible misspellings etc.

Ask someone else to read it and give feedback

This helped me A LOT. I asked my parents to read it, and underline everything that seemed unclear or didn’t make sense. This helped me to see mistakes I had not noticed myself. It also gives you another point of view, since you yourself may be able to understand the essay but others has to be too.

anonymous asked:

oh my god! congrats on 1,3 followers! what a milestone! would you do a hc for me and Tom too? i'm 1,70 have greyish brown hair and brown eyes and am foreign. i am a sucker for friends to lovers/being friends with Harrison. I love reading drawing painting or just lying around lazily. do whatever you like, i sure will love it anyway. Huge hugs to you, I'm off to bed 💋

  • Being best friends with Harrison and dating Tom means the three of you are basically always together
  • Sometimes Harrison feels like a third wheel when you and Tom are showing a little PDA but then you’d grab a hold of his hand and annoy him with kisses on the cheek so he doesn’t feel left out
  • Harrison would do anything he could to cockblock
    • Like the dude would hear you from the other room gettin busy and let himself into the room for something or call a phone non-stop
    • He wouldn’t be jealous, he would just love how annoyed Tom would get and how you guys were terrible at making up excuses for what you were doing
  • The boys would get so defensive over you and would try to protect you from anything (especially Tom because he always wanted to be your hero)
  • The three of you would always be hanging out together just lazing around, you basically lived together
    • Jacob was low-key worried that you’d replace him in the Holy Trinity
    • But really no one could ever replace him and you guys were basically a family by this point

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Choices - Part 3

Originally posted by nctiful

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Genre: angst, fluff

Pairing: Mark x Reader, Johnny x Reader

Word Count: 2k

*REQUESTED* Can you do a scenario where you are Mark’s classmate in college and he likes you, whilst Johnny who happens to be an upperclassman but was your tutor back in high school likes you too? And you are kinda torn between them and don’t know who to choose. You can put her up with anyone toward the end, your wish. I just want romance with both of them being into her and confusion on her part. TIA ❤

Johnny walked with you and your friends to the other side of campus, to your dormitory; Melissa and Mark walked behind you. Though you didn’t know it, Mark burned with jealousy. He wanted to be the one walking with you. You weren’t holding his hand or anything special, but he was still feeling jealous. He didn’t know for sure if things would escalate between you two or not after tonight but he was still uneasy, nonetheless. It seemed like he might like you. Either that, or he just had a flirty personality.

Johnny said, “I’m glad you came out tonight. I didn’t know you were into parties and stuff.”

You nodded. “Well I don’t think I’ll go out every day of every weekend but I like to party sometimes.”

“You were much quieter when we were in high school…”

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anonymous asked:

FUCK coworkers that repeatedly ask me of I'm bothered by being a vegetarian. I was raised vegetarian, so don't ask me if I feel like I'm missing out when I haven't even had reason to feel so, stop asking me after the 35th time. I understand that some vegetarian/vegan people can be annoying but so can the mega meat people. Like those that repeatedly try to get me to eat meat. I'd get sick! And I don't talk about it v much bc I see no reason to. Why are you so concerned about my eating habits?

Unrelated, but I’m reading a zombie apocalypse book based on this very thing(meat eaters vs vegetarians). lol It shows the extreme of each side. Anyone interested, it’s called Apocalypse Cow by Michael Logan. Your post reminded me of it.

Now that I got the sidetracking out of the way, it definitely is none of their business. Just because you eat this or that doesn’t mean your way is the only way. Same goes for a lot of things. People just love forcing their beliefs and what not onto others and I just don’t get that. -Abby

Bath Time Paladins

I’m in the tub and I started thinking about how nice a warm and relaxing bath is. And that got me thinking, which of the Paladins enjoys warm steamy baths? This is a useless headcannon but I’ve gone and made it anyway.

Not Sorry, 


Shiro: Being the team’s Space Dad is difficult and he often has a lot on his mind. Prefers showers because they are more efficient and therefore he has less time to get lost in his own head. Would maybe take a bath with you if you begged asked really nicely. 

Keith: Like Shiro, prefers showers over baths. He doesn’t really see the point of wasting time sitting around in a tub full of water, slowly pruning as the minutes tick by. 

Hunk: Not huge into long baths but will occasionally draw himself one if he’s got a good book or article to read. Sometimes experiments with additives like essential oil (Yellow likes the way lemon and sage smells) or tea leaves, supplied of course by Lance.  

Lance: This. 👏🏻 Boi. 👏🏻 Goes. 👏🏻 All. 👏🏻 Out. 👏🏻 💯 Steam-activated facial mask? Check. Multiple scented candles? Check. A ridiculous amount of bubble bath and/or bath fizz? Check (seriously his bubble bath to water ratio is like 100:1) And you’d best believe he’s got fuzzy slippers and a warm bath towel for when he’s finished soaking 5 hours later. Will 100% have Spa Days, and will invite you to join in on the fun if you are so inclined. 

Pidge: Don’t get her wet she is a gremlin. (Really, though, enjoys being surrounded by warm water and steam it makes her feel safe. Is only slightly annoyed when her glasses steam up when she’s trying to read in the tub, eventually just tosses them to the side. Makes Rover wait sadly outside until she’s done relaxing, but he’ll play music for her to listen to anyway.)

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I have to say that that last snippet of their wedding night was so lovely and touching. I share Matt's sentiment though, that if only he could see his Omega. ❤️ Does Peter pamper him in other ways though? Does he talk dirty to Matt? Does Matt ask him to describe where his limbs are? Does Peter use undergarments that are softer? Does this couple have any hangup about sex?

I imagine that if Matt ever miraculously got the ability to see (he won’t but we’re imagining right now), Peter would be so afraid of Matt actually seeing him because what if he doesn’t like what he sees??? Matt doesn’t know this but Peter is kind of grateful that Matt can’t see him. He’s been told he’s attractive but he’s not sure, and it would crush him if Matt found him lacking. (He has nothing to worry about though. Matt would be shocked that he’d landed someone so beautiful. Wtf why would Peter marry him when Matt can’t even see. His beauty is being wasted on him.)

Peter does pamper him in different ways! Matt is sensitive to scents, so sometimes Peter will water down a perfume and dab on just the smallest amount. And then he doesn’t say anything. He knows if Matt likes it because he’ll be reading to him and all of the sudden he’ll feel Matt just sag over his back, nose buried behind Peter’s ear, and sigh like everything is right in the world. (Matt loves being read to while he weaves his rugs. He doesn’t have to sell them anymore but it helps ease his mind and gives him something to do.) So far Matt’s enjoyed lavender, honeysuckle, and vanilla. He also takes over Matt’s grooming. Matt was initially very annoyed because it makes him feel like an invalid, being taken care of this way, but eventually Foggy points out to him that Peter’s just trying to help and also “You can’t fucking see all the soaps he has you idiot it’s terrifying.” “Why have you been in my bathroom.” “Peter’s a doll and wanted to give me his scented bath salts because my head had been aching.” “What the hell is bath salt.” Matt makes up his mind to not be upset by Peter washing his hair for him when he opens what he thinks is his bottle of unscented soap and is basically slapped in the face by something very pungent and nearly passes out.

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Peter does talk dirty to him. Unlike Tony, Peter was never told that sex was an alpha’s right and that he was a slut for wanting it himself, so he’s way more sexually free. The only sexual hangup either of them really had was Matt’s unwillingness to have premarital sex, and that was because of religious reasons and not because he actually wanted to. (He wanted to. A lot.) So after they’re married Peter has no problem draping himself over Matt’s back and whispering about how attractive he thinks Matt is when he’s thinking hard about something and how much he would like to ride him if he’d just direct that expression at him. The first time he whispers something dirty in Matt’s ear, Matt drops what he’s holding (a book he’d wanted read to him) and basically dragged Peter back to their bedroom. Peter is delighted by how easy it is to rile Matt up, but he definitely has his favorite:

When he notices how much Matt likes touching soft things, Peter writes a letter to Serena to ask her about options for softer fabrics. Serena shows up at the castle with fiery eyes because she loves a challenge and is determined to rise to it. Peter gives her way too much money for it because he’s so pleased. He’s so excited to wear these new things! Peter nearly vibrates with glee as Matt begins to strip him, because he always pauses to run his hands over his stockings before he strips them off. And, according to plan, Matt slides his hands down the outsides of Peter’s thighs. He pauses just under Peter’s knees, then slides his hands back up. “What’s this?” “A present,” Peter answers coyly. Matt runs his hands back down, trails them back up gently, then feels over Peter’s hips to explore the new panties, too. “Soft,” he comments, and then, “Oh, fucking hell.” Peter is worried he’s done something wrong for a second but Matt immediately leans back and just sort of–drops, mouthing at Peter’s cock through the panties before trailing down, licking at his wet hole through the fabric. Peter moans and yanks at Matt’s hair and sends Serena a letter saying he was going to need several more pairs of those.

Peter doesn’t need to describe where his limbs are but only because Matt likes feeling things out. He knows Peter’s body by heart, but he loves to memorize it again and again. Peter loves it when Matt trails gentle fingers over him, mapping out his body with tender touches. (Of course he also loves it when those hands aren’t so gentle, when they grip tight and nails bite into his skin. He loves Matt every way he can have him.)

No You’re My Bitch {Lisa Drabble}

114 (No, you’re MY bitch) and Lisa from bp

Note: Gahh my bias of black pink slays me! Thank you anon for all the feels! Hehe~ anyway, enjoy! ♥

  • Warning: This is smut, it also contains swearing. Read at your own risk.

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Originally posted by blckspink

It’s that time of year again where people put up the Christmas decorations too early, and pound your head with Christmas songs while you’re still recovering from bonfire night. Being in the Black Pink dorm room is no exception to the rule.

Jisoo, however lovely, can be the most annoying person at Christmas because she gets so excited. You may sound like the Grinch, but you really couldn’t care less, especially when all you can hear is the reciting of each and every word of ‘home alone’ from the living room.

But on this fine evening, you’re not getting away from it all so easily as you find yourself underneath a fluffy blanket beside your girlfriend on the sofa, watching an over sized man in tights prance across the TV screen.

“I just love elf.” Jisoo sighs happily.

Though you’re not concentrating on her words. You don’t have the willpower to retaliate with a smart ass comment, not when Lisa’s hand in trailing along your thigh, smirking as if she’s doing something to be proud of. Any moment, one of the other members could clock onto what she’s doing, and that would cause more chaos than Christmas in November.

“I can’t believe this.” You commented, biting the inside of your cheek as Lisa’s hands slid underneath the waistband of your jeans, still looking smugly at the TV screen.

“I know right, Christmas is just amazing.” Jisoo continued, not at all getting what you were truly implying.

“You’re my bitch.” Lisa whispered suddenly, winking at you as her thumb rubbed against the soft skin of your thigh.

You swallowed hard, trying to concentrate on the film, but that was becoming increasingly difficult now her fingers were brushing inside of you. It took everything in you not to moan, or make any noise at all.

“Are you okay, {y/n} you look a little flushed?” Rose questioned, somewhat worrisome.

“Well actually, I’ve just thought, I need to finish off some work for college tomorrow. Mind coming to help me Lisa?”

“Not at all” Lisa shrugged, pulling herself away and standing up. Smiling, because she knows what she’s getting once the two of you were out of there.

Once the door was securely closed behind the two of you, Lisa smirked at you, pulling you in. “What did I say? My bitch”

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

“As you wish, Jagiya.”

fucking sawamura




“men’s honor”

“yours truly’s”

“my fair lady”

sawamura is so happy about this that his brain lost its function

sawamura.exe has stopped working

^ this is so me seriously

look at how happy sawamura is hahaha

okumura doesnt look that annoyed at him either

who else would come up with these puns??? haha
fucking sawamura

yes. agree. finally

honestly im just being here like

“im proud of u ma frend. the hard-working warrior sawamura eijun has finally leveled up, though he has yet to reach his max level. my dear little warrior, you surely must have felt overjoyed when you read these words phrased with kindness.“

reading this official translations, i feel like getting goosebumps tbh man

shit, who wouldnt get goosebumps??

sawamura moved by kataokas words

so blunt into the face (honestly i enjoyed it a bit)

but honestly, this is the best way to make him realize a few things about himself. it was needed. kataoka had to point this out.


well this chapter was by no means bad, it was actually one of the most unexpected chapters (everyone on mangafox thought that it was just a filler chapter based on the spoilers)
im always astound at how formal and encouraging kataokas words are.. i mean, of course it should be like this.. but just reading this makes me think that he deeply respects and trusts his players and that he is very proud of them. i really like it!

so then.. i also get bad vibes from this too, because of this

im pretty sure they have mentioned injuries a lot (well of course they would, in every important tournament someone got injured)

if he can do well, he would be the preliminary ace..
from all the pitchers.. sawamura is the only one who didnt get injured (physically).
furuya was injured twice, his first spring tournament (cracked nail) and fall tournament (his ankle was sprained)
kawakami was “injured” when he hit raichis pitch - his fingers were numb so he couldnt pitch properly anymore
and sawamura? well, he had yips… i mean from this is a huge mental problem and kept him from playing like he wanted to.. but im talking about physical injuries.

this is a huuuuge red flag here. “if he can show good results”. i really have a bad feeling about this
everything is going way too smooth for sawamura.. i think that sawamura will get injured. he probably takes good take of his shoulder (cuz chris) so i doubt that he will strain his shoulder..
my gut feeling also tells me something is going to happen, my gut feeling is quite on point… (not always tho)

‘im annoying,okay? like i will want to kiss you all the time. i love hugs so let me cuddle you and you’ll have to bribe me to want to stop. i’m sleepy all the time too so your lap might be my pillow. i like to know you’re there so playing with your hand while i’m reading or we’re watching something is something i’ll do. i’ll trace parts of your body while you lay on me. holding hands makes me happy. i like being close so you can feel my love. that’s all.

10 of the most beautiful words in different languages



(n) the wordless look between two people who both desire something, yet are equally reluctant to initiate.



(n) a longing to travel, missing a place you’ve never been.



(n) the glimmering, road-like reflection the moon creates on water.



(n) a joke so poorly told and unfunny you can’t help but laugh.



(n) just the right amount.



(n) an absence of anything annoying, taking pleasure from the presence of gentle or soothing things.



(n) the feeling of being alone in the woods



(n) a friendship bonding two girls together for eternity as kindred sisters.



(n) the ability to gauge mood of others, read the atmosphere, and react appropriately.



(n) the bittersweetness of a brief and fading moment of transcendent beauty