some sushi

Dan’s Liveshow // 3.14.17

“Hi, I’m Dan”

“You look young”

The AmazingPhil hit 4m YouTube subscribers

“Thanks. For him?”

Tb to the subbydingdongs tweet

Him and Phil went to get sushi with some old pals

He got a dessert that looked like a zen garden

Tiny wooden rake

He turned off the heating today

Taking sherbet 

Phil’s new video

He said “we” joined the gym so perhaps he did also?

When Phil got home he was literally green poor guy

“Promoing my pal aside”

He was really angry when Phil told him what happened 

New danisnotonfire video either tomorrow or day after

A lot of cat gifs and peer pressure

The video is something he made for himself (?)

Meditation

Curls r cool

Japan trip tips

He loves long chatty videos 

“’What do you think about kickthepj?’ I don’t know who that is but he sounds like a dick with no talent”

“Don’t be hard on yourself”

He prefers understated clothing

“’You look tired’ Always”

Him and Phil will be attending Playlist Live in Florida 

He loves bumblebees

Fuck wasps though 

RIP bumblebee 

Queen on my vagina

He hasn’t seen Logan yet

He may change the title of his piano teacher video to not be in all caps

“Is love a social construct?” discussion 

He loves Lorde 

Steven Universe 

He preferred stoic Garnet 

Haru who? 

Recent dapg videos

“He sheer panic Phil was exuding trying not to die… it was funny.”

He’s been listening to Swedish electro pop

New Frank Ocean song discussion or something 

Yuri on Ice saved us all, so season 2 will come when we need it most

Kinkshaming (perhaps relating to the new video?)

Expect nothing from the new dinof video

Crustypie9

“Phil is a weirdo magnet.”

The mess in Phil’s bedroom is a shoe and a plastic bag

He wants to see Get Out

Tb to when Phil fell off of the stage at TATINOF Playlist

They’re excited to go back to Australia 

Appaz him and Phil discuss rodents 

No one knows if the trainer was named Kyle or Leon

Sparkling water

“The background of my mind”

“Dan talk about the grandma vagina”

They will be asking for new ideas for the 7sc app soon

He doesn’t like people but nature is cool

Hello to everyone in Chile

New Sims and DannyFire videos soon

“Hydrate, meditate, contemplate, try to get a mate”

“I’ll see you next time, internet buddies”

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Showing her the city…                                                                                                     Finally, this tournament it’s over. And yup, we won ! I can’t wait to go back to my real bed now. Thank you Chipmunk for taking a 14 hour flight to support me. I still can’t believe you did that for me. My Little Banana ! (She’s so short, Haha) 

K, I’m starving now…

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Brunch at the Top at California Grill located in Disney’s Contemporary Resort.

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If you wanna start a fight
You better throw the first punch
Make it a good one
And if ya wanna make it through the night
You better say my name like
The good, the bad, and the dirty

HAPPY SUSHI SUNDAY🌟😋 I got a bit fancy today and made some extra special sushi ~ chickpea ‘tuna’ (recipe is on my blog), cucumber, carrot + pulled oyster mushroom 'chicken’ (with homegrown mushies!), #vegan mayo, purple cabbage, carrot👌🏼👌🏼 all rolled up in organic green rice and raw nori sheets, which I got from @sprout_market 🌿 cruelty-free sure doesn’t mean missing out on taste!

IG: @naturally_nina_

BTS| Mafia AU| Them telling you about their “job” and you don’t care

YEEEESSSS, I’ve waited so long for a reaction in this direction. Any more ideas for a MafiaAU or YandereAU?

Requests are open. More information here.

Masterlist


He was nervous. Yes,he, member of the mafia and feared by many was nervous to tell you, the only person he really cares about, that he isn’t the businessman he told you he was. But it was time. He entered your home and walked straight to the living room where you were.


Jin

He didn’t knew why, but on his way he stopped at your favourite restaurant to get your favourite food. He held the bag tightly when he started to talk.

“Y/n…we need to talk about something.”

While he told you the whole story, you stood up and observed him attentive. When he finished and waited for you to speak, fear filled in his body.

“Tell me about this stuff when I ate my kimchi. I hope you didn’t forgot it?”

His heart almost stopped, you seemed more angry by the possibilitie, that he forgot yout kimchi, than about the fact that he was a member of the mafia.

“K-K-Kimchi?”

Originally posted by chimtae


Suga

“Y/N ?”

“Yeeees?”

“We need to talk”

So he told you about his “job”. You were confused at first, but you kind of anticipated that he wasn’t the good man he tried to make you believe he was.

“Well…ok….good to know. Do you want some sushi? I just made some.”

He was trained to never show a emotion, but since he expected you to sceam at him and in reality you didn’t even asked further made him stand there in confusion.

“Are you okay, jagi?”

Originally posted by chokemejimin


Namjoon

He was more than nervous since a lot depended on the way you would react. His presence was dangerous and he had enemies. He started to speak when he saw you.

“…..hello babe, I hope you have time, we need to talk.”

And he spoke about everything. You listened without interrupting him. After he finished, his big orbs stared into yours, observing your reaction.

“O-Ok, but I will have the last piece of the cake now, and belive me, I can be more dangerous than the whole mafia.”

He was confused before he started to smile.

“I should have predicted this…”

Originally posted by bangthebae


Hoseok

He couldn’t say how you would react, but he was almost sure that you would freak out. He rushed into the living room, to get it over and done with. His voice was nearly commanding when he told you to sit down. 

“You may be confused but I can’t keep it from you, and I’m sorry for all the danger i put you in with telling you….”

He made his explanation quick and easy before staring at you, his hands trambling.

You slowly nodded your head while pouting your lips.

“Mhm, okay, I’ll go and get the ice cream, you need to tell my everything.

“S-so your not angry?”

“Why should I?”, you answered while turning back to him to almost die from a heart attack. He run to you and hugged you tight, obviously relieved.

Originally posted by orchid-bud


Jimin

He wanted to keep you from all this, but he knew that he couldn’t lie to you anymore. But he was scared. Scared of losing you. He gathered all his courage and started to talk.

“Jagi, you know how much I love you and that I would never allow someone to hurt you. But you need to know that I’m not the angel you think I’am. You know when I was younger I had this friend who was involved in some shit and I wanted to help him but-”

He was stopped by your fingers on his lip.

“Jimin, come to the point. What Are you scared of?”

“A lot. I-I’m something like a member of t-the mafia…..”

“ Uhm, okay, will you tell me also what dish I should order?”

“ I know it’s dangerous and that- wait…..What?!”

To say he was caught off guard would be a understatement.

Originally posted by kths


Taehyung

He was too scared to look into your eyes. 

“Jagi, please sit down, I need to tell you something and please don’t freak out. I love you and this will never change.”

And he told you everything while looking at his shoes. After he finished, he still didn’t looked up, until he felt your hands on his chest. 

“Naw, my little Tae, let’s go and eat cookies.”

His confusion didn’t lasted long and he followed you into the kitchen while smiling like he always does.

“Yeah, cookies would be nice.”

Originally posted by jeonbase


Jungkook

He had no plan. No plan how he should tell you the he was a ruthless member of the mafia. When he found you laying on the couch he placed himself beside you and took your hand,

“We need to talk. But before that I want you to know that I love you and that I’m sorry that I didn’t told you from the beginning that….”

He played with your entangled hands while talking, clearly avooiding to look at you. Even when he finished he didn’t stopped, while he waited for you to break his heart.

“Okay, but the next time you try to take the last cookie you will give him to me to show how guilty you are for not telling me earlier.”

“Maybe I should reconsider this..HEY.”

You attacked him and a tickle fight began.

He was so surorised but relieved at the same time.

Originally posted by jeonbase

-mi

Advice for dealing with a creepy patron?

(God I submitted like two or three asks and a submission within the past two months I feel like I’m posting so much here I’m so sorry. D| ) This is gonna be long, and I apologize, but I’ve never dealt with this type of person or situation before and I’m entirely unsure of what to do. tl;dr at the bottom.

I work at a public library. There’s this woman who seems very well put together- dressed fairly well, straight posture, etc., but every single worker here has commented for me to be wary because there’s something “off” about her. I’ll call her M. And it took a while, but boy, did I start to notice it. So far, since I have started at the library, M has…

  • Asked workers and volunteers questions by getting so close you can feel her breath on your face.
  • Gotten angry with the circulation desk workers because we charge $3 for a replacement library card (your first one is free.) because she thought that they could write a new number on the back of her current one (numbers and barcodes are printed directly on the cards). She wanted them to write a new number because her crystals said it wasn’t a good number for her.
  • Sits in one of our armchairs and literally stares at us for at least an hour at a time.
  • Asked my coworker a question. Which was answered, no problem. M started walking to the front doors. Got to the doors. Stopped. Turned around and STORMED back to the reference desk, slammed both her hands on the counter as she leaned in really close, and demanded my coworker tell her exactly “how you got your hair like that!”
  • Tried to come behind the desk to look over our shoulders and see if we were using the right websites to find information for her.
  • We release the printed pages at the desk after people pay for them. They come out face down. M, at the time, had a cast on her arm. She kept looking at the cast and then at us, as if she wanted us to ask what happened. When no one took the bait, she decided to say that we better not look at her printed pages because they’re legal documents about her broken arm and it’s her personal business and she is not legally obligated to show them to anyone and we can be sued for reading them. :|
  • Among various other incidents that weren’t like, “you need to get out of the library” disruptive, but have caused workers to become very uncomfortable.
  • M also likes to try and trap librarians and volunteers into conversations when they are not on the clock.

Incidents that were specific to me include:

  • On Halloween, we are allowed to wear costumes, granted they aren’t skimpy/gory. I wore my unicorn kigurumi to work, and also brought my unicorn head mask in case my boss or our public relations committee wanted pictures for our website (I’m not really a picture person.). I was sitting at the reference/info desk with only the hood to my kigurumi up and we got the same kind of “walk past and then rush back” reaction my coworker got for her hair, only without the slamming of the desk. M asked me if she could take my picture. I said “no.” Had that been the end of it, whatever. But she wouldn’t take no for an answer. I got everything from “you’re so cute though” to “my sister in law likes unicorns and [insert semi-coherent rambling here].” Finally, my coworker flagged one of our security officers and he started heading over and M left.
  • When M had the cast on her arm, I was covering circulation one day. She asked if we had a bag, and I told her that we sell reusable canvas bags ($2). She asked if she could have one, I got the sheet out of the cash drawer to record the purchase, and she asked what I was doing. Then she said I was discriminating against her by charging her for a bag because “I have a broken arm and I shouldn’t be forced to pay.”
  • Some time ago, on a day I wasn’t scheduled to work, I took the bus into town to stop at the local art store and grab some sushi. Our bus terminal is a quite large building with storefront-styled windows all on the front and most of the way down the side. It is a straight shot from one street to the next. Normally, I cut through the bus terminal. However, when I neared the entrance, I saw M sitting inside and reading a book. She hadn’t seen me, but I still didn’t want to risk it, so I went around the building. Note, I’m wearing my giant-ass bright green headphones, and looking at my phone while replying to an email. As I get about half through the walkway to the next street, I catch M in the corner of my eye. Unsure of if she noticed me, I turned to go to the opposite side, and she actually speeds up and makes a beeline for me, catches up to me, taps me on the shoulder, and starts trying to talk to me as if I’d hear her over my music. Not really sure of what to do as the woman already makes me uneasy, I just point to my headphones and cell phone like I’m on a phone call and walk off quickly.
  • Today I had two incidents with her. I was assisting a student with her resources for a paper. She was having trouble finding non-reference books that she would be able to check out on the subject she needed, so I was discussing the online resources we offer with her. I’m a generally soft spoken person and she was right in front of me, so no problem. We’re quietly discussing them and I show her how to access them and then she leaves. Five minutes later, M comes over from her seat well across the main lobby, slams one of our database brochures and our bookmark that looks like the header of our website on the desks, and demands I tell her about the online resources “you told that girl about.” I’m just sitting here wondering how the hell she even HEARD me. There’s no way, unless she was either using a sound amplifier or she was hyperfocused on our conversation.
  • The second incident today was when I was on my dinner break. I left the library because my grandmother had asked me to see if there were any Peeps on clearance, being the day after Easter and all. I get out of work, get to the local Aite Rid, and grab a few packs for her. Right when I come out of the store- BAM, there’s M, sitting on the bench near the exit and staring in the direction of the store’s doors. Again, I’ve got my headphones on (don’t worry! I wear them around my neck in stores and only put them back on after I’m done buying my things!). She notices me and picks her things up like she’s going to get up to come talk to me, and I just go right in the other direction and cut through a department store to get right back to work. Fortunately, I think she’s gone for the day.

I’m really unsure of what to do. She hasn’t done anything outright ban-worthy in the library. I also don’t want to sound like I’m being an asshole in case she has a mental illness, but she genuinely makes me uncomfortable- especially since I’m unsure of what do do if she approaches me when I’m on the clock. I can’t really say what I wish I could (Which would be: “Please leave me alone, you’re making me uncomfortable.” or something…), and I don’t know if she’s the type to like, come in to the library and try to start something when I AM on the clock. Other workers in both the circulation and reference departments are also creeped out by her and we’re really not sure what to do because she hasn’t done anything that we really needed security for or anything.

Does anyone know how to handle something like this? She seems harmless and all, but you never really know. Anyone can lash out physically. I don’t think she’s targeting me specifically- as other workers have had similar “off the clock” complaints with her.

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TL;DR

Patron at my library is massively creepy. Invades personal space WAY too far (we can literally feel her breathing on us if we’re not safely behind a desk), tries to get behind desks, tries to trap us into awkward conversations, approaches us in odd manners when we’re off the clock, has asked to take pictures of me, has also accused me of being discriminatory when I was going to charge her for the bags we sell as one of our ways of funding the library, and various other incidents. I’m unsure of what to do because she legitimately creeps me out and I’m not sure if she would be the type to lash out physically. 

I’m not sure if anyone here would have tips on how to deal with her, other than to stay within sight/earshot of a coworker or even a patron when she’s near. 

Sorry for this being long, but having two incidents with her in one day kind of freaked me out.

Night Sky Chateau (Jeff Atkins Smut)

While Ariana Grande sang through the speakers, people were dancing, drinking, and overall just having fun. Although prom was supposed to be one of the most special nights of your high school experience, right now it seemed like a regular school dance—except we’re in a hotel and not the gym. Between the saved money from bake sales, the Dollar Valentine’s, car washes, and other shit, we were able to make enough cash to have prom at this hotel called Night Sky Chateau. Pretty long name if you asked me, but it definitely suited it. Lights flashed all around the enormous dance hall, while I sat at one of the pushed aside tables. The song changes, everyone grinding one another. That’d be me and my date, if he hadn’t got a stomach virus and was bedridden in the hospital. Ate some expired sushi, and that was the end of it. I sigh, honestly just waiting for this night to end. I would go upstairs to my room, but a certain someone kept me down here. Jeff Atkins. He is honestly so sweet, unlike a lot of other people here. My eyes scanned around the room, before seeing him with my friend, Miranda. Also his girlfriend. Jeff did some of the cutest things for Miranda, and 9 out of 10 times she never deserved it. When they first got together, I knew how their relationship was gonna be. Miranda would use him as a sugar daddy, and give him sex and fake her love for him. Did it work? Hell fucking yeah. Did I wish it did? Fuck no. Jeff deserves better—he deserves me. I’m snapped out of my thoughts when Hannah sits next to me, pulling me into her side for a hug. I hugged her tightly, another pair of arms holding me on my other side. I take a glance, seeing Clay. I sigh, even my two best friends are finally dating, while I still sit alone. After Hannah tried to commit suicide, a miracle happened and she survived. Of course, Tony still had the tapes, and Hannah didn’t know what to do with them. So we did the only thing that made sense: show her parents and then the police. Bryce was put in jail, Courtney finally admitted to being lesbian, and everyone else on the tapes had been exposed for what they did. Clay officially asked Hannah to be his girlfriend, and here we are today. “What’s going on over here?” I hear Tony ask, Hannah, Clay, and I all letting go of each other. “Hey Tony.” I smile, a hint of sadness in my voice. Tony sits across from us, drinking from a can of Coca Cola. “Thinking about Jeff again, aren’t you?” Tony questions, Hannah and Clay looking at me. “No.” I lie, but the three of them see right through it. “Yes.” I sigh, after Hannah gives me a look. “I don’t know why you just don’t speak to him, and tell him your feelings.” Clay says. I glare at him, Hannah gives him a “I know you’re not talking” look, while Tony just shakes his head and sighs. “What?” Clay asks confused. “I know you’re not talking, considering how you ended up with Hannah. Hell, you even had a damn coach to talk to her so hush.” I explain, Hannah and Tony laughing, while Clay turns redder than Tony’s mustang. “(Y/N)!” I hear my name being called, the voice coming from Miranda. “Be right back, guys.” I say to the trio, walking off to see what Miranda wants. “Hey, what’s up.” I greet her, a cup of punch in her hand. “How you liking prom? Happy I brought you?” Miranda smiles, taking a sip from her cup. If you mean, dragging me out of my house, and kidnapping me to go to a dance with no date, just to leave me by myself hidden in a corner, then yes. I love that you brought me here. I think in my head, but say a simple yeah. “Well, where’s Jeff? You two were pretty comfortable on the dance floor.” I say, not knowing what to say or do. “(Y/N), please. I honestly don’t know or care, matter of fact. He’s yet to put a ring on my finger, claiming we should wait till after school ends.” Miranda rolls her eyes, me internally choking her. “Like how much time does one person need to feel ready for marriage? It’s not like I’m gonna stay afterwards. Hell, I might sign the prenup as he’s getting down on one knee.” She shrugs her shoulders, taking another sip of her drink. “Seriously, Miranda? You do realize he actually loves you right?” I say, not being able to hide my disgust, but like everything else I say or do, Miranda doesn’t notice. “That just gives me more leverage. If he would propose already, that scholarship would be mine too. It’d be my way out of this boring shit hole, now that Bryce is gone.” Miranda whines. “What the hell are you talking about Bryce for?” I say utterly confused, my eyebrows knit together. “(Y/N), you honestly think I was fucking Jeff for a relationship?” Miranda snorts. “Bryce is my actual boyfriend, Jeff is just a side piece.” Before I could even reply to that, I hear someone scoff. I look behind me, met with Jeff. “Are you fucking kidding me, Miranda?” Jeff’s voice is thick with anger, while Miranda stands there in shock. “Baby, that was all a prank, you know I lov—” Miranda tries to grab him, but Jeff yanks his arm back with a shake of his head. “Stay away from me.” With that, Jeff walks out of the dancehall. I go to follow him, but Miranda pulls me back. “Where are you going?” She questions, tears in her eyes. “Fuck you Miranda. Jeff should’ve never even gave you the time of day, and neither should I.” I yank my arm away from her, running after Jeff. I see Jeff get in an elevator, before running towards him. I get in the elevator just in time, Jeff sighing. “(Y/N), what do you want?” His voice is weary, his eyes closed as he leans against the wall of the elevator. Something comes over me, causing me to kiss Jeff. After awhile of him not kissing back, I pull away and start to apologize. He just stares at me as I continue to ramble, before grabbing my face in his hands and kissing me. I kiss back, the kiss turning into a make out session. Jeff picks me up, pushing me against the wall he used to lean against. His lips move down to my neck, nipping and sucking all over it. “You mind being a rebound for tonight?” Jeff asks, against my neck. A small amount of pain pokes my heart, but his lips make it all disappear. “No.” My answer comes out breathy, my fingers tangling in his hair. The doors to the elevator open, Jeff taking us to his room. He holds me up with one arm, his other hand unlocking the door for us. He walks us in, closing the door with his foot before slamming me against it. I moan low, Jeff kissing my neck and grabbing at my ass. I hear the sound of a lock, Jeff bringing us to the bed. He drops me on the bed, before we both strip. Jeff drops to his knees in front of me, spreading my legs. “We’re gonna play a little game, alright?” Jeff looks up at me, his hands placed on my knees. “I’m gonna write a letter, and you have to guess it. Get it right, we go on to the next one. Get it wrong, you get punished and try again. Understood?” “But, Jeff—” I get cut off quickly. “It’s daddy, baby girl, daddy.” He smirks, before licking a long stripe up my heat. I moan loudly, covering my mouth instantly. “Baby girl, don’t.” Jeff pulls my hand away from my mouth. “I wanna hear you.” I nod, Jeff going back to his letters. He does two half circles, after doing the line again. “B-b.” I stutter, my stomach clenching at the feel of Jeff’s tongue against me. “Correct.” He does the next one, but I can’t think of it so I guess. “R?” I ask, hoping I’m right. A hard slap against my thigh, makes me jump from the bed with a slight shriek. “Try again, baby.” Jeff does the same thing, but I still don’t know. “M?” This time I feel his fingers pinch my clit, my body shivering as I cum at the touch of pain and pleasure. “Wrong again, baby girl, and you came without permission.” Jeff shakes his head and sighs, I bite my lip. “One last time, or else it’s over.” He does it again, my mind finally getting it. “N?” Jeff nodding, gently rubbing my thigh. “Good girl.” He kisses my inner thigh. By the time we’re done with the alphabet, I’ve came 6 times altogether. I close my eyes, my pussy sensitive at this point. “Baby girl, you think I’m done?” Jeff asks, a smirk clear in his voice. I look up at him, his body hovering over mine. I slightly nod, my body still going through the motions. “I’m sorry to say baby girl, but we’re just getting started.” The biggest smirk is planted onto his face, before he lays down next to me. “Show daddy what you can do.” I find the energy to get up, and line myself with him. I slowly slide down his cock, the stretch bringing tears to my eyes. Big is an understatement, as Jeff completely fills me. “Holy shit.” He grunts, while I try my best not to cum right here on the spot. I lay my hands on his chest, lightly scratching him as I get used to his size. Once I’ve got used to him in me, I start to bounce up and down, Jeff’s hands grabbing a hold of my hips tightly. I can feel the bruises growing under his fingertips, but the enormous amount of pleasure I’m in surpasses the thought of it. Jeff starts to buck his hips up, putting me in shock for a second, as I squirt all over him and the comforter. We both look at each other in shock, going harder and faster. Jeff flips us over, his strokes slow but deep. I feel every of inch of his cock in me, my nails creating patterns of scratches up and down his back, but that just makes Jeff go harder. He puts my right leg on his left shoulder, wrapping my left leg on his right hip. The change in angle has me screaming so loud, my throat starts to hurt. A thrust harder than the last, brings me over the edge, me squirting for the second time in my life. Jeff keeps going, kissing me on the lips and neck again. Jeff pulls out, turning me on my stomach. He pulls my butt up, pushing my head down slightly, me arching my back to help him out. He slams into me, my hands clawing at the sheets, my moans and screams muffled by one of the many pillows. “You’re on the pill, right?” Jeff grunts, me answering with a yes. In a blink of an eye, Jeff shoots his load in me, me squirting all over again. Jeff pulls out before falling down on to the bed next to me. After a minute or so, Jeff gets up, getting a towel from the bathroom to clean us up. I get up, pulling the comforter off the bed, thankful the sheets underneath are still dry. I get under the sheets, Jeff laying behind me, wrapping his arm around my waist. “If being your rebound gets me this, oh I’ll be waiting for your next break up.” I joke, the rumble of Jeff’s chest because of his laughter, vibrating my back. “Or…” Jeff trails off, making me turn around to face him. “You just get it any time, by being my girl.” He kisses me. “I’d like that.” I smile, kissing him.

Originally posted by umpontoazulnoceu