so they get along very well

My long-winded take...

We did not get receipts, but we have gotten the next best thing, and it will suffice for me for now. Here are the little jigsaw puzzle pieces that fit so perfectly together. Magic? Coincidence? Or just that 98% chance that it is true?

1) Z’s first free weekend that we knew of. I talked about this a week ago saying how if they are a couple, she will take the first opportunity, which is this weekend, to go visit him before he starts getting into full 16-hr/day work mode. So, this weekend was just not ANY weekend.

2) Tom’s snap on Friday implying they were done working and the weekend was nigh. Everyone thought he was pretty much saying he is ready to enjoy the weekend, meaning he is free.

3) Ohh la la, what do we have here? Z snapped on a private plane on the day we said she would go visit him. She ran to the plane first thing after KC was done on Friday night. And when does she take private planes? For personal reasons (visiting family, visiting Trev on film set, etc). She also took one for her Daya clothing line pop up store openings but there has been no Daya related anything going on outside of LA lately. 

And if she went for a photoshoot, they would NOT pay for a long-ass private plane ride and she would not pay one for a photoshoot either. No matter who the shoot is for, the budget would never cover that. So, this was her taking the plane in the middle of the night for personal business. Also, Darnell travels with her EVERYWHERE, every time. My mutuals and I never thought she would visit Tom without Darnell in tow. If you do not get this, you don’t get how a celebrity PA life is like.

4) I have been following this girl for three months now. She is on twitter liking things first thing in the morning, regardless of if she is on KC set, on a photoshoot, etc, because at work she always gets time to kill. But now, we had her come on SM at 1:30 pm barely liking a tweet and disappearing again for hours. We had Tom liking only Marisa’s pic and not doing anything else. NO SNAPS from Z, which is her MO whenever she is with Tom.

Remember, if there wasn’t a pap chasing them, we would not have gotten her snapchat that day. But my mutuals and I KNEW she was with him that day, as it was his last day in LA, and voila, we were right. Sometimes if a pattern is established, you ignoring it is like ignoring a big road sign in front of you and you still wondering where the signs are.

5) Haz being spotted alone at the gym. But the kicker was not that, but that he said “Tom was up North training”…Hmm, if it was gym/boxing training, he would have done it in Montreal like he has so far. If it was any other training and he needed to go “north”, his PA would tag along. Haz has only been completely alone abroad when Tom and Z hang together. Otherwise he is glued to Tom’s hip, as he has been with all the other training they have done (horseback riding, dog training, etc). Also, what happened to Tom’s “hard work is done; the weekend is nigh” sentiment if he was gonna work on the weekend as well?

6) Sunday comes and we get Haz’s tweet that they are moving to a house.

7) Very few SM activity from Tom and Z on Sunday, the way it was Saturday. But no Snap from Z still during the day. Then in the evening when it is time for her to hit the road again, we have a snap from her from an airport runway. I linked you to the other plane’s activity. It arrived from Denver to LAR airport in Wyoming noon yesterday, which means they were at Wyoming, and it was a refueling stop, because what else would she do in the middle of fucking nowhere? (No disrespect to those who actually live there, lol). And it looked like they were killing time, goofing around while the plane was being taken care of.

8) Again around the time at night, we get a snap from Haz. Lookie here, they are in their house, and Tom is back “from North”. And we get more snaps from  Z in a good mood with some love songs playing.

The NORTH thing is MAJOR suspect. Open your eyes, if you think otherwise. Her flying right after work on Friday and going back at night on Sunday makes it  so convenient for him to also allegedly disappear to “North” for the weekend.

All the clues fit too perfectly.  And remember:

sometimesvictini  asked:

Noshi's dads are the coolest! I can't wait to see more of them! :) Do they all get along well? They seem like they'd be a close-knit family.

yes!!!!!! ill draw them doing stuff more eventually….!


junsu is korean but moved to japan for eizo! his ability allows for him to form and shape his own ink into arrows. his ink is very sticky and can trap most things!! he isn’t made of paper but rather held together by it….. noshi gets his shyness from him. he likes to paint and is a clean freak. he wishes his quirk wasnt so messy.

 eizo is paper based and like noshi can form his body into specific sizes and forms. his strong stuit is sharpening/hardening his body tho!! he can cut through anything!! he’s not like his husband and is very fiery and dramatic..extremely loud!!!! he likes theatre and wrestling.

they both support noshi in whatever he does!!! the two dads are very much opposites but they get along ok! junsu has a lot of patience for eizo and eizo brings out the best in junsu. they do argue tho whether or not noshi prefers drawing or theatre!! (noshi obviously likes drawing better. eizo is still trying to teach him the joys of theatre.) noshi gets a little nervous cause he’s afraid he’ll never amount to anything because both his parents are talented but they try not to pressure him. 

so i was talking to someone who’s a little biased towards anti-army and she told me that they were saying that bts are using fans for money, they have no artistic integrity, they are fake as hell, don’t care about fans before the billboard awards, only care about the ones they gained afterwards because money and that they’re not humble and they’re unoriginal she agreed with them on some points

normally i’m a very happy person who gets along well with anyone but one thing that’ll anger me is pEOPLE TALKING POOP ABOUT THE BOYS 

I WILL NOT STAND FOR IT 

anonymous asked:

Why do I imagine rob and mare would be good friends?

I think he’d get along with Mare rather well. Mare isn’t very aggressive and he’s rather cuddly as well, so the two would understand each other’s need for comfort and probably be each others shoulder if they needed it

Emma invited Jade over after the house was built. She knew that Jade and Juaquin had to at least have met before. 

“I see him everywhere I go, but we don’t really hang out. I can’t believe he actually punched himself,” Jade snorted. “Our mutual friends think he’s kind of weird, but I mean you’re weird so you two might actually get along.”

Emma smirked at her friend, “I’m not weird!” Emma laughed, okay she was a little weird. She liked to think of herself as rather odd. Bright, mix matched colors, animal decor, shiny things, and apparently boys who don’t dance very well.

I just watched the newest Jacksepticeye video.

Throughout the video Schneeplestein tries to save Jack, starting confident but getting more and more scared and desperate as the video goes on. The glitching gets worse and worse, his voice cracks as he yells at Jack to hang in there, and at one point he even breaks out in the crazy laughter we associate with Anti.

As his patient dies Scheenplestein looks to the camera and yells to the viewer, to the audience, “I need your help! Save him, save Jacksepticeye!”

Furthermore, when he prescribes antidepressants he rants about how we need to “depress Anti” and “get him out”.

Until finally Jack dies and Schneeplestein cries out. The screen glitches and then, Anti takes over.

And the very first thing he says, establishes, is that “I am in control.”

He goes on to talk about how we all thought we had saved Jack, yet there’s a huge difference in how he presents it then all his other appearances.

I’ll direct you to his last video, the PAX appearance.

In this video, the very first thing he does is laugh. And throughout the video, he mocks the audience, revels in the fact that we thought Jack was ok, yet he was in control the whole time. He is confident and enjoying putting on a show.

He does so in the Say Goodbye video as well, along with many of his other appearances. And that is the difference.

In this video Anti is serious. Angry. Yelling in a fury that nothing gets rid of him, that he is eternal, always there. And for the first time, he curses, yelling that we are going in “fucking circles”, for the first time feeling the need to use such an expletive to portray his anger when in the past he was confident enough that he didn’t feel the need to use such accentuation.

He once again yells about how Schneeple was weak, just like the rest of them, immediately followed by once again saying he is in control. He even hits his chest in his absolute fury, waving the knife around as he yells about him being in control.

Which all leads me to believe Anti is scared.

I believe this is an act of “offense is the best defense.” A defensive front of anger that he’s never portrayed before. He yells multiple times about being in control, more times than really necessary. He does not laugh or smile and instead is furious and serious. He portrays confidence in the form of anger, when really, we know anger does not equal confidence.

This is the behavior of someone who knows they are slipping and can feel themselves losing influence, lashing out violently in what is almost a desperate attempt to scare the viewed aggressor.

He’s seen the septicsave tag, seen fans beginning to raise up and save Jack and the other egos. Before this moment the fans have only watched and done nothing and he has sat back while leaving hints that send us all into a frenzy.

People are starting to retaliate and Anti is scared.

To this, I say; support the septicsave tag. Continue to retaliate. Anti was created in the first place by us and is sustained by our ever growing excitement and attention. He is not, as he claims, all powerful, and he knows this. I remind you that while he says he is in control - he depends on us and our attention.

@therealjacksepticeye

(That being said, fantastic job on the video! I am  S H O O K  man! Congratulations to Robin and Jack for once again throwing the fandom into awesome turmoil! )

edit: you know if you’re gonna share this at least tag it septicsave please

That Night

I had just come out the shower and was now chilling in my boxers. There I was laying in my bed watching the Justice League DVD on a Saturday night while my room mate was out having fun at the club on this rainy night. In my opinion, this was a better way to spend my night instead of going out in the rain to get sick. I am Derek, a slender light skinned black male with brown eyes. I’m not much of a party enthusiast as most in my age category of 18 are but I am human and my dick was starting to make me aware of that fact as it ascended from slumber. If you haven’t guessed already, I’m a virgin. I lowered the TV volume and just as I was about to give it some attention, there was a text notification sound on my phone .

Me (Derek Towers)

My friend AJ hit me up on whatsapp. Now AJ was an attractive guy with an amazing ass and what I had to guess was a pretty good size dick. I could only imagine as I saw the outline once while we were on the beach. AJ was an easygoing fellow about a year older than myself. We met at my job at the hotel where I was a waiter and he was a lifeguard. He was cool and we got along great but he was ridiculously homophobic and there was no way I was going to let him know that I played for both teams.

After our conversation, I still had my little problem. I opened the tumblr app on my phone and scrolled down looking at sexy guys for hours, occasionally watching some porn video. Eventually, I saw a new story by my favorite author @morrisondauthor​ entitled  “Freak by Night 7: Freaky Sneaky.” His stories are always so sexy that I find myself ejaculating before I get to the end. I get so upset when he takes a while to post his stories because they give me life and take me to a world I could never imagine. For some reason, the context usually gets me hornier than the images he uses. I got to the good part and it made me so close to my climax when my phone notification alarmed me. If you haven’t guessed, it was AJ letting me know he got home safely. He went on to tell me about his night and how he had four rounds of sex with his date in her car and she came all 4 times. I was so jealous, I was trying to come once to satisfy myself and he interrupted me boasting about his extravagant time. Now all I had in my mind were images of his sexy ass f***ing her sexy ass in the car and my vivid imagination made me ten times hornier. I had to get my nut so I told him the truth.

Me: You got your nut now I’m going to work on mine

Him: With Pamela? 😂😂😂 Night. Don’t forget the jergens.

I didn’t dignify him with a response. Instead I went to the living room and sat in the couch with nothing on but my boxer briefs. My dick stuck fully erect through the hole in my boxers and I jacked away once again replaying Morrison’s story in my head imagining it was me coming down the stairs to a sexy surprise. The sound of the thunderstorm outside with sprinkles of rain violently pelleting the window fueled my hormones and I could feel my balls ready to release the seed from their constraints. Suddenly there was a loud crash at my doorstep synonymous with a lightning bolt outside which ignited fear into my heart and caused me to forget that I was horny. Cautiously I approached the door and peered through the peep hole to notice nobody standing in the hallway. Still my curiosity wouldn’t let me rest so I opened the door ready to put my self defense skills to the test if I needed it. Imagine my disappointment when I viewed my roommate, Kevin wet from head to toe lying at our doorstep in the fetal position. He appeared to be highly intoxicated and since he doesn’t have a car, I can only assume that a Good Samaritan literally dropped him at the door. As the epinephrine wore off, I started to realize that I was once again disturbed from achieving my natural high.

Even though I was upset, I couldn’t leave him there like that so I dragged him inside. Like AJ, Kevin was straight, usually requesting that I keep the “gay shit” to myself. Yes, he knew about me. I’ve known him since we were kids because we were neighbors and grew up living in each other’s homes. When I found out that I had a taste for both girls and boys, I was around 13 and Kevin was the only person I told at the time. His reaction to the news could have been better. He called me a faggot and stormed out of my house. We didn’t speak for weeks afterward. Eventually he came to me randomly one day and apologized. I couldn’t forgive him and asked him to leave letting him know just how much he hurt me. He didn’t give up though and proved himself from that day forth that he wanted to be my best friend again. He fought off bullies, walked with me home from school and acted like the friend he was before I told him. I forgave him after a while and we were boys again. He constantly tries to get me to go out and drink with him but like I said before, I really don’t have a taste for it. We got this apartment when we moved to Florida for college and we get along well despite his occasional battles with alcoholism. Even so, it’s never been this bad.Kevin loved the gym and he worked out every weekday evening at 5 and went jogging every morning at 6. He took his physical health very seriously which is why I never understood why he drank alcohol. He also managed to maintain above average grades for his track and field scholarship at UCF.

Kevin Dill

I lifted Kevin off the floor and even though he was rather heavy, got him to the bathtub and removed the wet clothes from his barely responsive body. I haven’t seen him naked since we took baths together as kids but when I saw his naked body I had to step back and admire the marvelous muscular masterpiece. My eyes wandered to his dick which wasn’t even hard yet his uncircumcised attachment was 7 inches long and fatter towards the base. I finally snapped back into reality left to get a glass of warm water and an empty bucket in case he vomited. I ran some warm water in the bathtub and thoroughly bathed him. I couldn’t believe I was cleaning a grown man, but I didn’t want him to go into hypothermia. Not only was he drunk, but he was also wet from the cold rain. He started to gain a reasonable level of consciousness.

“Derek? What are you doing?”

“You’re drunk and cold just relax and drink this.”

I gave him an aspirin and the glass of warm water and watched him take it.

“I’m naked”

“I know”

“Why?”

“You were wet and unconscious”

“You couldn’t let me sleep it off?”

“I’m sorry would you rather get a cold or die from dehydration and hypothermia?”

He sucked his teeth, “you didn’t have to remove my boxers.”

“Hey if it’s wet it comes off.”

“Get out,” he said covering his private area.

“Nope, you could pass out at any minute. Look, I already lifted your heavy ass in here, removed your clothes by myself then took my bare hands and wiped your dirty ass. In fact it was my hands that peeled back your foreskin and cleaned your penis. It’s a little too late for modesty.”

He was speechless so I said, “What’s that on the floor? Pick it up you’re making a mess.”

He looked down, “What? What are you talking about?”

“Your bottom lip, now get out the tub and come dry off”

“Ha Ha…very funny,” he sarcastically mumbled as he stumbled out the bathtub.

I was right there to catch him with a towel and prevent him from falling. I began to dry his body when he smartly remarked, “I can do it myself you know”

I removed my body support and he dropped to the ground barely breaking his fall with his forearms.

“I thought you had it.”

“Help me up”

“Help me up what?”

“Help me up please”

“Help me up please what?”

“D’, I’m not saying that”

“Ok,” I began to leave the room.

“Fine, Please help me up Supreme Overlord Towers”

“No problem.” I helped him up and noticed he had an erection.

“Friend of yours?” I teased.

“Shut up!”

I assisted him to his bedside and helped him slide on his boxers.

“I feel so embarrassed,” he admitted

“Why? It’s just us here, chill.”

“This is not fair. You’ve seen me naked now and I even got hard,” he slapped his face in embarrassment.

“We used to bathe together all the time, washing each other’s backs and laughing at each other’s nakedness. What’s the big deal?”

He couldn’t make eye contact and stayed quiet so after sucking my teeth, I slid off my boxers, threw them to the side and danced around in a circle wagging my dick from left to right.

“Woah!” He exclaimed.

“Now I don’t have on anything. Are you happy now?”

He laughed hysterically, “that’s not what I meant.”

“Go to bed.” I helped him lay down and covered him with a warm blanket.

I turned around to leave but to my surprise, he grabbed my hand, “Please, don’t leave me again.”

“Again? I never left you.”

He burst into tears, “yes you did. When I called you by that word and you got upset with me, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I never wanted to lose my best friend. Those were the hardest months of my life, I never even cried over a girl like that.”

Confused, all I could say was, “This must be the alcohol talking.” I turned to leave again.

“Please!” He shouted.

“Okay, okay, just don’t yell like that again. The neighbors are sleeping.”

“Sleep here tonight.”

“If that would make you feel better, fine, but don’t vomit on me please.” I went to the corner to get my boxers.

“You don’t need those.”

Once again, confused but internally contented. I happily obliged, turned off the light went on the other side of his queen sized bed, pulling the covers over my exposed body.

“Good night.”

“Good night.”

The sound of rain pattering on the window echoed in the room and I was falling asleep. Unexpectedly, I felt a warm gentle touch on my dick that slammed the emergency brake of the train to dreamland. My dick was being massaged by none other than my best friend. I silently protested in my head not wanting to disturb the amazing sensation I was feeling which caused me to leak pre-ejaculation fluid. My brain finally gained control and I managed to stop him.

“Wait, what are you doing?”

“Shh. Just let it happen.”

“Now you sound like a rapist. This has to be the alcohol affecting you. You are not in your right frame of mind.” I got up and as I was standing up to leave, he pulled my hand and I landed supine right on the side of him. He lay against me leaning on his side I could see the shadow of his head in front of me and I could feel he was staring at me. Lightning flashed and I saw the look in his eyes that paralyzed me for that moment. I felt the heat radiating from his head increasing in intensity as he slowly approached my face. I felt like Chris from Get Out in the hypnosis scene, helplessly watching this happen through the windows of my eyes. When the eternity passed and he connected with my lips, the curtains closed but I could sense the brightest flashes of lightning outside. I regained control and participated in the best kiss of my life. Opening our eyes and pulling apart met us with nature’s fireworks applauding our performance.

“Wow,” we chorused.

He grabbed my body and brought me into a passionate make out session, rubbing his well toned body against mine allowing me to once again feel it’s shape, this time against my own. He went down to the left side of my neck and started sucking on it while rubbing his hands all over my back down to my bare ass. I hate hickeys but the euphoria was too intense to stop. I felt electricity flowing through my body as he continued. He kissed his way down to my left nipple and I expressed a soft moan. It felt like there was a string directly attached to the pleasure nerves in my dickhead. He continued kissing down my abs until he got to my pubic hairs and he got up. My eyes opened reacting to the sudden pause. We breathed deeply and synchronized.

“I never did anything with a dude before,” he admitted

“I’m still a virgin,” I countered.

“I know.”

I felt my face blush with embarrassment only to be aroused with pleasure at the immediate moist warm sensation that came from the head of my dick. Did he really just put my dick in his mouth? I looked down and he continued down the nine and a half inch solid shaft managing to get half of it in his mouth. That was the most mind blowing feeling in my life.

“You sure you never did this before?”

He chuckled and continued up and down repetitively sending me to a new level of heaven. He paused again and I couldn’t handle any more suspense. I reversed our positions and did exactly as he did to me in the same sequence. I thought my reaction was intense but as I sucked his neck his hands went all over my body and their favorite place was my ass. I worked my way to his nipples and he let out the sexiest deep moan that I couldn’t compare to all my years of watching porn. It send jolts through my body causing me to be extra turned on. I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to know what that dick tasted like. I skipped his abs and went straight to his pubic hairs which like mine were short lavishing in the musk they produced. I licked his dick from the base along the underside to the tip where I licked around the head tasting the pheromones produced. I experimented sticking my tongue in the entrance and he jumped.

“That was intense!” he smiled

I continued taking his head in my throat and he rewarded me with another deep moan. I continued my assault down the shaft attempting to go as far as I could. I made it as far as about 3 inches when ii felt my teeth hit his skin and I pulled back thinking about how much that hurt.

“Easy with the teeth baby”

Baby? If I wasn’t black I’m sure my face would be an apple right now. I tried again, this time opening my mouth as wide as I could and I made it down 5 inches of his eleven before I started to choke and retreat for air. He moaned again and that made me determined to get to the base. I went for it again this time holding my breath and swallowing as I went down fighting hard to resist the urge to cough. I think I made it as far as 9 inches that time but it was as far as I could possibly go. He let out another deep moan lasting longer than any of the predecessors.

“Damn baby no girl ever committed to going that far down.”

I was happy to satisfy him but after that I went up and down taking in only what I could manage, slobbering all over that sexy tool of his. After a few minutes, he pulled my head up and lead me in another intense kiss.

“I want to make love to you baby.” He stared intimately at me.

“How?”

“I want to fuck you.”

“You gotta let me fuck you too”

“No way I’m letting you anywhere near my ass with that thing.” He protested

“And I’m supposed to let you in mine?”

“Yeah but I love you and I want to prove it to you by taking your virginity.”

“I love you too and you can prove your love by letting me fuck you and take your virginity as well”

“I’m not a virgin.”

“Your ass is.”

“You always did have a smart mouth. It’s one of your most attractive qualities.”

“Well, the ball is in your court”

“Ugh….Okay, just go easy on me please.”

“I could say the same.”

“Okay turn over.”

“Umm no. We need to do a couple things to prepare first”

“We? Things like what?”

“Yes we! Come on, I’ll show you”

I went in my bedroom and grabbed my fleet. It’s a good thing I got two new bottles just in case a miracle happened. Didn’t think I’d get to use them so soon. I researched online how to prepare a long time ago and even practiced a couple of times. I taught Kevin what to do and after a while we were ready. We returned to his bedroom and turned his desk lamp on dimly. The patter of the rain was the only sound for a brief moment.

“That felt wierd,” he complained.

“Well there’s one more step we have to take,” I handed him the tube of lube.

“Hold on no need to rush just yet, I want to taste that ass first,” He kissed me intently then moved both of my legs up and attacking my asshole like it was his last meal. I don’t know which was better, that blowjob or the other level he was sending me to while he ate me. I felt his tongue go places that I didn’t know anything could. All of a sudden, I had this epileptic episode I couldn’t control. I was so weak after he finally finished with me. He grabbed the lube and inserted a finger inside my hole to open me up. He worked his second finger in there. and was about to enter.

“You better go up to 4 fingers, that thing is huge”

The third finger hurt like pins and needles. and the fourth was even worse. I really thought I was bleeding. He waited until I was comfortable, somehow managing to remain hard during the entire exercise. I guess he was as horny as I was. He entered me in the missionary position and I felt a sudden sharp pain as he passed my sphincter that sent kilojoules of electricity through my body. I cried and wanted to stop but he held me down and comforted me,

“Relax baby, just relax.”

I took slow deep breaths until the pain eased and he did not move. He waited until I was comfortable before he continued penetrating me at a steady pace. He didn’t go all the way in but he started a slow rhythm with about three inches of his massive meat. He only went further when I was in agreement. I stopped the rhythm and pushed him on his back without severing our connection. Gently I lowered myself onto his rod taking inch by inch until to my surprise, I fit the whole thing in there. I was so proud I almost didn’t notice the euphoric look on Kevin’s face.

“Damn baby, you sexy as f***,” he complimented.

I began a steady rhythm on him and I could feel him hitting my spot every time. Our session went on for a while. We went in every position we could imagine possible until he had me on my belly leaning against the edge of the bed drilling me.

“Hold on baby, you’re going to make me come,” I warned.

“That’s the plan baby,” he smirked.

I realized what he was trying to do and used every will power I had to stop myself from coming and resist him, ending that part of our session.

“You think you’re slick. I’m f***ing your ass tonight.” I retaliated.

He had a look of disappointment on his face but he lie back, removed his condom and succumbed to my wishes. He lie on his back rolling his eyes and pulled his leg up to reveal the prettiest pink spot I’ve ever seen in my life (only one I saw in person but it didn’t compare to anything in porn). I had to treat something so precious with the utmost care. I gently licked it for a few minutes before I let my tongue explore every delicious crevice of his ass it could reach. I imagine his ass would taste like ass but his was surprisingly sweet. I stuck my tongue inside and was shocked when I heard a deep moan escape his lips. I guess he was enjoying this as much as I was. I continued until I tasted something extra sweet and when I looked at it, it was a white fluid. I think he came from his ass. Damn I made him cream from eating him. I couldn’t believe it. His ass was moister than my tongue and I tasted as much as I could before grabbing the bottle of lube. I didn’t think I’d need it but I did not want to hurt him nor did I want him to chicken out. I inserted 2 of my fingers and they went in without a struggle. I had to fight with the third and fourth because his ass had a constant death grip on them. I positioned myself for entry and took it slow with him, exercising as much care as he did me. Like myself, he seemed to experience discomfort with the infiltration of the head. So I repeated the process and let him get used to it. After a while, he told me to go ahead. I started a slow rhythm  and carefully eased inch by inch into him until i was working 5 inches inside him. Without warning, he reversed the situation and put himself on top like I did. He started riding me. I was speechless but it felt so good when he slammed all the way down onto my dick taking all of it. He looked so sexy, I watched as his pecks vibrated and his ass jiggled moving up and down on me. He was so sexy I wanted to cry at the beauty I was beholding. His mouth was wide open and his eyes closed with his head tilted back moaning. He was enjoying this as much as I was. Once again we had another session with multiple positions until I was backshotting him. He creamed on my dick again throughout the experience. It felt so good, I knew I would climax soon.  He tried to run but I managed to pull him back every time. He said it was too intense and he couldn’t take much more, begging me to cum.

“What’s my name?”

“Derek”

“Wrong!” I violently pounded him.

“What’s my name?”

“I don’t know.” He cried.

“Yea you do,” I pounded harder, “what’s my name?”

“Supreme (moan) Overlord (moan) Towers,” he cried out in pleasure. With those words, 2 weeks of tension building erupted into the condom flooding it with life fluid. I came for a minute straight. I didn’t even know that was possible. The condom had the most cum I’ve ever seen in my life inside and I have know idea how all that fit in there. I looked down to see that Kevin came too. His sheets were soaked in his liquid release. There was so much I was sure he produced more than I did. We struggled to catch our breaths for bout five minutes. It was still raining and we took a shower together and had another make out session. We dried off and went to my room in our birthday suits. He spooned me and we had a long intense discussion even though it was now 3 in the morning.

“I wanted to do that for a long time,” he admitted.

“Why didn’t you?”

“I was afraid.”

“Of what? I’m your best friend.”

“I don’t know. I panicked that day you told me and the reason I freaked out is because I didn’t know how to react. I developed feelings for you and didn’t know how to express myself.”

“All these years and you wait until now to tell me. So what now?”

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Disclaimer: Persons in the images used are not necessarily as the story describes do not reflect their character or sexuality. They are a mere depiction of each character’s features. However if there is a problem, please write me and they will be replaced by similar entities

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A cage of golden glass

Synopsis: There was you. An ordinary human girl, wrong place, wrong time. Then there was Loki. God of Mischief, war criminal. When Thor brings you to Asgard to ensure your safety, there is nobody else you come to hate more passionately than his evil foster brother. Then Odin finally decides on a new and much more effective kind of punishment for Loki, causing your whole world to fall apart. He would simply marry him off to a mortal, someone who is, by all means, “beneath” him. You.

Pairing: Loki x Reader
Rating: M
Chapter: 1/1 (Oneshot)
Words: 7217
Warnings: smut, forced marriage

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I’ve seen some stuff about this before but I just wanna bring it back… yknow, that one time Taako accidentally calls Merle “dad”, and he’s not about to live that down, ever, so after a couple weeks of relentless teasing he decides to just make it a fucking thing. Merle? Merle who? That’s my dad right there dunno what you’re talking about, I’m respectful enough that I don’t call my dad by his first name c’mon. 

The thing is, it eventually catches on. First with Lup, because they’re twins so obviously they share a father, then Magnus because he thinks it’s funny as fuck. Barry says “well I guess you being Lup’s dad makes you my dad-in-law and I’m just gonna simplify it by calling you dad, too. Or maybe pops.” And Lucretia comes in with “if Merle is our dad what does that make Davenport?” and everyone instantly agrees he’s the Other Dad but he’s the Cool Dad who goes by his own damn name, actually. 

Angus starts to call him “Granddad”, much to Merle’s annoyance, though Taako finds it hilarious. Merle tries to deter it by pointing out the implication that one of them must be Ango’s parent to make him the grandfather, but both Magnus and Taako proudly claim the title as their own but insist that they, like Davenport, are cool dads who go by their first names (lbh Angus probably ‘accidentally’ calls one or both of them dad as well, just not in front of people usually). Merle complains a little more because his own actual kids are closer to Ango’s age than anything, but when it gets down to it he really doesn’t mind that much. 

It gets so pervasive that they even do it in public. One time at a bar Merle is drinking with Lucretia and picking on her, teasing good-naturedly of course, but before they know it, some young fella next to them asks Lucretia if everything is okay, if she’s being bothered or whatever, and she just looks at him and says “Um, no, I’m fine, he’s my dad.” and the guy looks between them, confused, but nods and walks away. 

Merle’s biological children think it’s kind of weird, at first. After the initial reaction, though, Mookie is actually more excited than anything to have all these cool older siblings around, and after a while Mavis learns to appreciate it too (she’s very partial to Lucretia and Barry, the tamer and nerdier of the bunch, but she eventually gets along well with all of them).

One time, someone eventually asks them if they mean it like Merle is a “father” because he’s a cleric, and they’re all stopped dead in their tracks because none of them had ever thought of it that way, but they agree that that could be one interpretation of it. More than anything, though, they just all know they’re family in some way, so why not make a sort-of joke out of what is basically true? 

I’ve gone back and forth so many times on whether or not to post about Snowflake here.  Snowflake is a year old persian mix with extreme socialization issues.  Basically, she’s terrified of humans. 


She’s an excellent study in cat body language, especially with a focus on self-soothing behaviors.  When I took this picture, she was purring, making eye contact, rubbing against things, and rolling around on her cat tree.  In most cats, these would be signs of contentment and happiness.


In her case, she was extremely anxious and trying to communicate that to me.   It’s basically the cat form of laughing anxiously to diffuse tense situations.  It’s really hard to distinguish these from actual happy behaviors.  The best way I can describe it is that the energy levels are different.  A happy cat usually has very even and smooth movements, even when trying to play.  Snowflake was dashing all over the place, her movements almost frantic and desperate.  I’d love to get a video of her to further explain, but I haven’t been given permission to film inside my workplace just yet. 


Whenever I work with her, I remember the various asks and messages I get from people saying “this cat was purring at me, but when I tried to pet her, she just scratched me and hissed!!  Why are cats so weird???”


All behavior is communication.  It’s important to recognize just WHAT is being communicated though.  You can prevent misunderstandings by letting the CAT decide if they want to approach you or not.  Extend your hand and just wait.  If the cat wanders off, don’t pursue.  You don’t have the right to pet every cat.


I’m very happy to say her socialization is coming along well.  In cases of poorly socialized kittens, it’s important to find a drive.  Most cats are pretty food-driven, but Snowflake is largely toy-driven.  She’s frightened of wand toys, but loves soft toys.  Right now, my socialization plan for her is centered around me tossing a toy towards her and her batting at it.  The goal is to make my presence (or the presence of any human being) a happy event, something she looks forward to.


It seems to be working.  She headbumped my hand yesterday. 

little monster | (m)

Originally posted by gotjimin

pairing: park jimin x reader | feat. kim namjoon
genre/warnings: smut, voyeurism sort-of, auralism? masturbation, teasing, switch themes
words: 8,844
summary: you’ve been good friends with your roommate Jimin for a while, occasionally flirting with each other, especially when you’ve had a drink, but nothing has ever happened between the two of you…until that is, he secretly listens to you and Namjoon have sex one day…He thinks you don’t know, but he’s wrong…
note. based on a request.

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Take It Like A Puppy (M)

Originally posted by jaayhope

Summary: You and Hoseok have been best friends since you were young. Your friendship with him, was struck as odd since you were a cat hybrid, while he was a dog hybrid. But that didn’t matter, that is until you both start attending university. What happens when one of you unexpectedly goes into heat?

Pairing: Jhope x Reader

Genre: Smut (M), hybrid!au, Cat hybrid reader, Dog hybrid Jhope

Word Count : 5.5k

A/N: This story contains graphic descriptions of sex, cum play, bondage, oral, etc. Heavy dom/sub undertones. Lmao this is just a sinful read. I’m a sucker for hybrid aus, so i had to make one ;) Anywho, this is a mature read! You have been warned!



You’ve known Hoseok since you were nine years old. At the time, you were just a quiet little kitten, who didn’t have many friends. Hoseok, was an annoying hyperactive puppy, who everybody adored in your class. He didn’t really bother you that much, until you became desk partners. That’s when he thought it was okay to pop your ‘personal space bubble’ and sniff you, every second he got.


“Why do you keep trying to smell me!” the nine-year-old you shouted. This was the third time you caught him in the act, ever since you became seat mates a week ago.

“I’m part canine! That’s what we always do!” Hoseok explained, with a smile on his face. He didn’t really know you that much, only that you were always super quiet. But he wanted to change that, he wanted a feline as a friend for once.

“Well can you stop? Its kinda weird,” you replied uncomfortably.

Including you, there were only two other cat hybrids in your class, the rest were a split between bunny, dog, and fox hybrids. Thus, you were extremely uncomfortable with this puppy trying to get up all in your space. Besides, you were quite afraid of dog hybrids since they could become aggressive easily.

“No, you’re weird,” the puppy joked.

You finally turn to glare at him, then let a hiss seethe through your teeth.

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The Legendary Silver Tongue

So, for context, my rogue has just been busted for trying to steal an amulet in the middle of a very busy bandit town, and gets hauled in front of the head, along with the entire town.

After several attempts at persuasion by me and my party, it looks like it’s the end.

Me : “Wait, I have deception, right?”

DM : “Yeah”

Me : “Can I roll to trick everyone into thinking the amulet was mine in the first place?”

DM : “Sure, but you’ll need-”

Me : Nat 20

DM : …

Me : …*Progressively losing my shit*

So I managed to convince everyone that it was my amulet, got his amulet as well as everything he was selling and his gold. A good day.

Smells like teen primadonna spirit.

Bit of background. My little brother was in a high school band, and although I was never part of it, I used to drive them around to gigs and occasionally to the studio. I could drive, and if I helped my little brother out, it meant I got to borrow our Mother’s car for a while, so it wasn’t entirely altruistic.

As well as lil bro (guitar), there was also Kev (vocals), Bob (guitar) and Dave (drums).

This was in the late ‘90s, I was about 19-20 during these events, Lil’ Bro is 2 years younger than me. They were a rock/grunge band. Kev was very much the ringleader. His Dad worked for a local radio station at a town about 100 miles away, and Kev would often insist on making decisions for the band because his Dad’s background trumped everything. His Dad was a producer.
Mostly all happy times, although Kev would often pick on Dave, and drummers in general. “What do you call a guy who hangs out with musicians? A drummer.” Etc.

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BUT

Wait a second.

Tonpa has been taking the hunter exam for 36 years.
And Ging is 34(or so says HxH wikia which I trust to be informed) and took the hunter exam at about 12.
WHICH MEANS. Tonpa knows Ging! He met father and son!!

I mean damn Gon should have just gone to Tonpa to know more about his father: I bet in the process of trying to crush newcomers the man learn a lot about them.

And not only Ging!
Thinking about it, Tonpa knows 35 freaking generations of Hunters! He’s like, a walking bag of infos!

Kite, Shalnark, and probably many of the people who even examined him later on! He took the exams along with them!

Can you imagine Tonpa trying to have Ging or Menchi or Shalnark dropping out of the exam?
Can you imagine him actually succeeding with people like Menchi, who’s freaking impulsive and was probably very bratty when she started as well, so much that she could fall for idiotic traps just because she understimated his plotting skills?
And then having those same people examining him but, like, now they are stronger and look freaking dangerous and he better get away from those kitchen knives of hers because she still holds a grudge for being tricked.
Bet she fell for something like the drugged can. She was too eager of tasting something new.

Idk guys this is just too funny.

Sportacus is autistic

Here’s why:

• in some cases, autistic people have moderate to severe trouble differentiating relationships (i.e. it’s hard for them to tell the different between an acquaintance and a friend, that sort of thing) which is why sportacus is so kind and amiable with robbie, cos he just doesn’t get why he wouldn’t be
• sporp needs constant stimulation, which usually comes in the form of exercise, and that’s his method of stimming
• his special interest is anything athletic
• he doesn’t have many friends his age, instead choosing to hang out with the kids as he gets along with them well
• he’s got a tendency to be very literal, not taking well to figures of speech, sarcasm, or tone signals

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anonymous asked:

How would the Karasuno boys act when they have to buy condoms from Ukai's shop, having to look their coach in the eye as they pay for them?

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The only way I could rationalize them willingly buying condoms from Sakanoshita–as opposed to any place else–knowing that their coach is minding the shop is that the team has some crazy bet going on and these are in the event that they are the loser of said bet. Whether or not they’re doing the do and actually need them is entirely irrelevant.

Daichi

  • He’s one of the few who don’t make it weird somehow. It’s just another transaction, right? Not to mention that Ukai’s made it clear to them that whatever they do outside of volleyball is none of his business.
  • It’s not embarrassing until he gets to the counter to pay and has a moment of internal panic that this is very awkward. But Daichi’s a master of keeping his composure while screaming internally all the while, so you’d never know.
    • It doesn’t hurt that he buys a few things he actually needs along with them. But still.

Suga

  • He tries to play dumb when they’re rung up: “Whoops, how did those get in there? Well, I guess I’ll take them anyway. Doesn’t hurt to have some, right?” Cue the forced bashful laughter.
  • It’s clear to everyone within a 5 mile radius that Suga is playing this up too much. Like it’s painful to watch.
  • Once out of the shop, Suga will show no mercy and pelt either the first person who laughs or the person who suggested the bet in the first place with the box.

Asahi

  • He has to buy at least four or five other things along with them in hopes that Ukai doesn’t give the condoms a second thought.
  • Except he kind of just grabs whatever is within arm’s reach in a tizzy without paying attention, so it’s an interesting mix of things.
  • He forgets how to breathe when Ukai rings his things up. You’d think that having his coach be unfazed by all of this would make it less embarrassing, but the contrast in their demeanors makes it worse. 
    • You can bet his s/o will be the one to buy them from now on because he’s scarred for life.

Nishinoya

  • Slams the box down on the counter and looks Ukai straight in the eyes. It’s the only thing he’s buying.
  • Noya’s got a dead serious look on his face the whole time. Coupled with the fact that he’s standing in a power pose, it makes the transaction feel more like a battle of wills than a simple interaction between a shopkeeper/coach and his customer/pupil.
  • Seriously, Ukai is unnerved by this until Noya shouts out a thanks and bows deeply before leaving the shop, and hearing Tanaka’s cry of “Noya-san is so cool!!!” from outside.

Tanaka

  • Tries the nonchalant whistling thing, which makes the whole process more suspect and embarrassing.
  • “They’re for my sister’s…. boyfriend…”
    • He doesn’t know why he went with that excuse. Even if Saeko had a boyfriend, neither of them would bother having Tanaka buy a box for them.
  • Ukai’s, “Good for them, I guess?” does nothing to alleviate any of Tanaka’s embarrassment.

Ennoshita

  • If it’s questioned, he has his excuse of “A prop for the new movie” all ready to go. Although, he’s also worried that unless he can make up a plot for this movie that doesn’t exist (yet), it might be considered a cause for concern that his movies are getting too adult for high school students to be in charge of.
  • Takes five minutes to come up with an elevator pitch just in case before he has to go in.
  • Ukai doesn’t even ask or indicate that he’s buying condoms and Ennoshita–red-faced and stuttering–goes on about some Seth Rogen-esque stoner comedy that he’s working on.
    • “Well, just don’t get in trouble filming something like that. You’re still a kid, after all.”

Narita

  • Can’t stop dropping his change, which is the perfect excuse to physically hide how ridiculous he feels.
  • The transaction from then on can be described as swift, as in the second Ukai hands him the bag Narita takes it and heads for the door with a, “Hm thanks coach see you tomorrow bye!” It’s all in one fluid motion and yes, that goodbye is punctuation-less .
  • Just…never bring this up again. He’d rather forget the whole thing.

Kinoshita

  • He can’t go in alone. He has to do this with at least one other person going into the shop with him, and Noya is the only one who also isn’t embarrassed by this in any way. The other second-years are embarrassed by proximity, so-to-speak.
    • Except Noya gets distracted trying to find his usual ice cream flavor, so Kinoshita has to ride solo at the counter.
  • It’s clear he’s nervous about the whole thing; his whole body is stiff and he reacts to anything Ukai says as if the man is correcting his technique during practice.
  • He does have to keep his eyes on his wallet and money most of the transaction because there’s no one he can look his coach in the eye while buying them.

Kageyama

  • He knows he’s not smart and that everyone knows this as well, so he decides to tackle this issue by using this to advantage.
  • Except he anticipates Ukai will say anything in the first place, and blurts something out totally unprompted..
    • Ukai: “That’ll be–”
    • Kageyama: What do you mean those aren’t water balloons?
  • The following is the most tense five seconds of silence you’ll ever see between these two.
  • He’s so red that Ukai is worried that Kageyama’s head might explode. Or he passes out on the spot, especially because he stops breathing.

Hinata

  • He thinks he can play it cool, but it’s like watching a trainwreck.
  • He suddenly can’t hear anything. There’s so much blood rushing to his head that he can only hear that in his ears. Ukai tells him how much he owes and Hinata keeps repeating, “What?” each time it happens.
    • “Just… take them, alright, Hinata?”
  • Once he leaves the store, his face seems to be stuck in a smile and he doesn’t react to anything anyone says or does to him. His soul has left his body. He’s straight-up astral projecting in front of the vending machines outside the shop. Never make him do that again.

Tsukishima

  • Like Daichi, he also is does not make it weird. The glare from his glasses absolutely helps to hide anything his eyes might give away about feeling like an idiot the whole time.
  • But you could replace the condoms with any other item in the store and everything would be exactly the same about this interaction.
  • The rest of the team is mad because there was no point of having the loser of their bet do that if the loser wasn’t affected by it.
    • But this eventually backfires on Tsukki because guess who Noya and Tanaka have now playfully dubbed, “The Condom King.” He hates it.

Yamaguchi

  • He’s a blend of Suga and Kageyama in this situation: “I thought they were rubber gloves! What? T-those aren’t mine!” (Which one is it, Yams?)
  • Things get worse because the barcode scanner just won’t scan this box and every second feels ten times longer than it actually is during this.
  • At this point he’s just praying that no one else–sans the rest of the boys–has to bear witness to this. If Yachi walked in and saw, he’d probably die.
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Here lies the hypothetical evolution of the Genesis / Garou friendship.

Thanks to the headcanons of a friend, we decided Garou would probably get along with Genesis, because Genesis can give him all the attention he so very obviously needs, and Genesis holds back some of his murderous intents via guilt-inducing stares and polite requests to stop. As a non-combatant, he’d likely be of little interest to Garou’s Hunting (and even as a honorary hero, does it even count if all he does is patch up people?


There’s more to it than that and I’m probably not explaining well, but it’s late, so there you go! Enjoy the Garosis.