spread his word

😤😤😤Talos the mighty! 💪💪💪Talos the unerring! 💯💯💯Talos the unassailable! ✊✊✊To you we give praise!🙏🙇🙌

We are but maggots, 🐛🐛writhing 〰in the filth 👣👣👣of our own corruption! 💰💲🚫🔪While you have ascended😱😇 from the dung💩💩 of mortality, 👥💀and now walk among the stars!🌠⭐✨

But you were once man!👨👨👨 Aye!✅✔✅ And as man, 👦👦you said, “Let me show you the power💪💪💪💪 of Talos Stormcrown⚡👑🔱, born of the North,🆙🔝☝ where my breath 💨💨💨is long winter. ❄⛄I breathe😤😧 now, in royalty,💍👑💲and reshape this land🌐🌄 which is mine. I do this for you,👉👉 Red Legions, for I love you💞💞💞.”

Aye, love. ❤❤❤Love! 💓💓💓Even as man,👴👴👴 great Talos cherished us. 😭😢For he saw in us, 👐👐in each of us,👫👬👭 the future of Skyrim! 👏👏The future of Tamriel!👏👏👏

And there it is, friends! 🙏🙏The ugly truth! 🙀🙀🙀We are the children of man! 👦👨👴Talos is the true god😇⛪💒 of man! Ascended 🙌😇from flesh,👃👃👃 to rule the realm of spirit!👻👻👻👻

The very idea is inconceivable to our Elven👱👱👱 overlords! 👺👺Sharing the heavens 🌌🌌with us? With man?👮👷💂 Ha! They can barely tolerate our presence on earth!🌎🌏🌍

Today, they take away your faith.🚫⛪🚫 But what of tomorrow?⁉⁉ What then? Do the elves 👱👱take your homes? 🏠🏠🏠Your businesses? 🏧🏦🏥Your children? 👪👪👪Your very lives?🔪🔪🔪

And what does the Empire do?🏰🏰 Nothing! ❌❌❌Nay, worse than nothing! ❎❎❎The Imperial machine enforces the will of the Thalmor!🙅🙅🙅 Against its own people!😠😠😠😠

So rise up! ☝☝Rise up,👆👆👆 children👶👶👶 of the Empire! 🏰🏰Rise up, 🆙🆙🆙Stormcloaks!💧⚡ Embrace the word of mighty 💪💪Talos, he who is both man and Divine!👼👼👼

For we are the children of man!👶👦👦 And we shall inherit both the heavens🌌🌌🌌 and the earth! 🌎🌏🌍And we, not the Elves👱👱👱 or their toadies, 🐸🐸🐸will rule Skyrim! Forever!💯✔💯

Terrible and powerful Talos! 👑👑👑We, your unworthy servants,🙏🙏🙏 give praise! 🙌🙌🙌For only through your grace and benevolence 💓💓may we truly reach enlightenment!👍👍👍

And deserve our praise you do, 👏👏👏for we are one! 👐Ere you ascended 😇😇😠and the Eight🕗🕗🕗 became Nine, 🕘🕘🕘you walked👣👣 among us, great Talos, not as god, 🚫👼🚫but as man!👲👳💂

Trust in me, Whiterun! 👌👌👌Trust in the words of Heimskr! 👍👍👍For I am the chosen✔✔ of Talos! 👀👀👀I alone have been anointed 💦💦💦by the Ninth 🕘🕘to spread his holy ⛪⛪⛪word!💌💌💌

the real ciel killed agni and tried to kill soma so he’s a pretty despicable dude. but when people call him the “evil twin” it inadvertently implies that our ciel is somehow the “good twin” which seems funny when you remember this face


Jackson said PLEASE STOP to the person who tagged him on a post showing a project of Markson shippers & Ahgase in China (see second photo). The text on the building said “Even if the world crumbles, we’re still Ahgase” The post is now deleted.

It seems that Jackson wasn’t joking when he said he doesn’t want shippers to tag him. We should respect his opinion. Spread the word.

Misshaped Memories

Request/Prompt(s): could you either do a super fluffy 40s!Bucky x reader with prompts 22 & 36, or an angsty current… day? Bucky x reader with 4 & 7 and a hint of monachopsis?

22.   “You’re so cute when you’re sleepy.”
36.   “I’m going to kiss you now.”
4.    “I couldn’t sleep, and I know you’re practically nocturnal, so I thought  you’d answer.”
7.      “I needed you. You weren’t there and I needed you.”/
89.   Monachopsis- The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.  Sorry I couldn’t squeeze this last one in.

Warnings: I think there is 1 swear word. Massive amounts of angst and corniness.

Word Count: 4311

A/N: So much for ficlets. I mushed 2 ideas together, what can I say.

*****Takes place JUST after TWS.*****

Originally posted by allthisherostuff

Your fingers absentmindedly spun the simple gold band around your finger. This was where you always sat, sinking into the deep recliner next to the window where you could people watch and let your memories mingle with the present in an indecipherable dance. The soft metal had long ago worn smooth from your constant spinning, the small diamond perched on the top just heavy enough to drag the ring to the side on your now small withering finger.

A gentle voice called you back to your present surroundings. The young nurse gently shaking your elbow. “It’s time for meds, honey.”

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mooniva  asked:

Ok so I wasn't on tumblr for like an hour? And now there's this whole Phevin thing. I'm all for it I just wanna know why it's a thing haha

okay so the lovelyphandom group chat basically realized how similar old school phil and kevin jonas from 2007 looked which can be found here. And then we started shipping phil and kevin to make phevin and realized that phevin is true love and that dan and phil are leaving for 3 weeks to visit kevin after they go to Australia and that when dan and phil ended the dapc video with “we are going with him now” he actually meant kevin jonas. follow #phevin for more phevin updates!!!

I’m Sorry (I Fell In Love Tonight)

( PROMPT: We’re making out on the couch when a member of your family - who doesn’t know we’re friends with benefits - walks in and what do you mean I have to be your pretend girlfriend? )

A/N: I’M BACK!! FIRST STORY SINCE MY ARRIVAL IN ROME!! I’ll be posting sneak peeks of my stories, as well as edits and graphics on my Instagram (3rdgymbros), so do follow me there!! Comments and reblogs are appreciated! I love you guys!!

WARNINGS: Sin. But slight sin this time. 

Taglist (temporary, for this series only): @mashed-fandom-imagines | @gryffindoggo | @ardenthly | @hawkiye

Taglist (permanent): @mainspidey | @x-wing-starwriter |@tomsleftbrow |@tryn25|@tanglefire | @midnight-memorial | @tiny-friggin-human |@tacklemyackles|@fangeekkk |@beamagtuto | @captainaudreystark | @hellosuperewczi | @dasia-aye

Hands, warm and strong, grip your hips. Peter’s lips, so firm yet soft, press against yours. His mouth slants against yours, seeking and ravenous, sucking on your lips and tongue. Moaning, you arch into him, your fingers tangled in his silky hair.

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All that Jazz - Sirius Black x Reader (smut)

[Request: Hi could I request a Sirius imagine where reader and Sirius have an argument and like hanging out with the Marauders becomes awkward as the two make sarcastic remarks and stuff. But after a few days there’s too much tension and make up smut (quite rough) but the Marauders walk in and are like ‘well I guess you guys made up then’ xxx
Warnings: SMUT/ kink/ my English/not that great? Idk!
I don’t own the gifs/ Credits to their original owners. Also, thank you @ra-veela-claw  for the gentle push!
Thank you for requesting!]
Requests are open!

You were struggling to study and remain calm at the same time because, in all honesty, all you wanted to do was flip the damn table over and burn your notes. It was soul sucking. Merlin knows how long you have been studying. You have been studying for hours upon hours. You weren’t that studious usually and you would prefer to be with your boyfriend but alas! N.E.W.T.S. 

“You’ve been studying all the day. And yesterday. And the day before. I missed you” Sirius said while he played with a strand of your hair affectionately
“I know, love. I just need to study for the exams. It’s not like I can fail” you said while you tucked the strand he was playing with behind your ear. He was pouting.
“Come on! Let’s do something fun! I feel abandoned” he murmured while he started pecking your neck. You let out a heavy breath. You can’t give up now. It’s only one more chapter after all!
“Cut it out Siri” you pulled away from his kisses. You wouldn’t be able to resist him any longer if he kept doing that.
“Jeez, woman!” he said mocking you. You really didn’t need that kind of attitude right now.
“Stop it! I need to study. You may not care about your future, but I do. So leave me the fuck alone!” you snapped at him. You weren’t really that mad but it came out that way. Truth is, you were bottling things up. Like how he didn’t care about the exams or anything, that is. He seemed to be so laid back and chilled out when you were studying your ass off and still- you hadn’t even finished one book.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he spat cruelly at you, causing your mind to shut down. With you? What was wrong with him?
“I am not the one who doesn’t give a flying fuck about anything. I want to do something with my life. I don’t want to waste it away because I was so stupid to throw every chance out of the window. I have goals and aspirations”. You were yelling at him by now. You just didn’t understand how someone could throw his life away to have fun. Fun. How fun will it be when he can’t even find a job?
“Screw this” he yelled at you, venom spreading through his words into your blood. He just stood up and left. And took all of the air with him. For a while, you felt numb and you tried to regain focus. Nothing seemed to work and soon tears were streaming down your face, sobs echoing around you, silent at first, deafening after a while.
You grabbed the books and threw them at the wall while ripping your notes apart and creating a chaos.  
Lily marched in. Your legs gave away and you crashed the floor.

Dinner was… Heartbreaking. You were sitting alongside the girls. They were talking about the next Hogsmeade trip and how beneficial a day off would be. You wouldn’t dare to look up because he was sitting there with his friends, laughing and girls were right beside him. Too many girls. Not you. You were mad and sad and mad. You literally wanted to scream at them that he was yours… but was he? The only thing you wanted to do after the argument was to apologize to him because you just didn’t mean it. You didn’t want to yell at him. He wasn’t the problem. The exam thing was just too overwhelming and you… Oh, great you thought to yourself. Here they come. They sat right across you. You had to keep your posture.
“Lily-pad! How is it you look so ravishing every day?” James flirted. Lily just rolled her eyes and offered him a forced smile.
“We are already dating James” she simply stated. Yeah, like that would do it. The guy never stopped flirting with her.
“At least she isn’t screwing you over studying”. He didn’t. Your mouth agape. Fine, two can play this game.
“I’m not listening, but keep talking. I enjoy the way your voice makes my ears bleed” you said sarcastically, making eye contact with him for the first time. He raised an eyebrow.
“I’d agree with you but then we’d both be wrong” he returned. You felt like punching him straight in the face.
“Are you always this retarded or are you making a special effort today?”. Who would have guessed that you could go this cocky?
“If it looks like I give a damn, please tell me. I don’t want to give off the wrong impression” he continued. You rose from your seat. You wanted to scream and punch and kick the hell out of him.
“I’d insult you, but the sad truth is that you wouldn’t understand and if I tried to explain it to you, your brain might implode from information overload” you spat at him. You were glaring daggers at each other. Every student was staring at you two. Your friends were trying to distract you from each other but every attempt failed.
“Why are you here?” he growled. You faked an innocent smile and batted your eyelashes.
“Wow, you sound better with your mouth closed” you answered too sweetly. You walked away from your friends and made your way towards the exit. What you couldn’t realize though was that even though you were furious at him, you actually found him so damn hot.

The same scene was playing on repeat. Every time you two were in the same room, doing as much as breathing the same air, the world would stop spinning and sarcastic, mean even, remarks would be exchanged. Your friends tried to reason both of you but nothing could change the fact that he was an ass to you and that you were an ass to him.
You were currently about to enter their room because Lily made you the messenger. She wanted you to tell James to meet her in the Astronomy Tower. You were fuming at your friend but you did owe her that much.
When you did enter the room, however, James wasn’t there. In fact, no one was there but the very person you wanted to slap. He was shirtless. That was a sight that never failed to make you blush. He was gorgeous and he knew it.
“You’re not that lucky and I’m not that desperate!” he exclaimed. But you’ve had enough. More than enough.
“Yes. Yes, you are” you whispered, your voice stripped from any sarcasm. It was the truth. It had been one week and two days since this crazy thing had begun. You haven’t touched each other for what seemed like, forever. You’d lie if you said that you didn’t miss his hands on your body, his lips on your face.
You took a few steps closer. You could feel the heat that his body radiated.
“And Merlin knows, I am” you breathed out, inches away. Your hot breath fell on his lips, sending shivers down his spine.

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anonymous asked:

During sex harry choking you and he's doing you so good you're in tears.

tag yourself i’m the tears

Harry really would be doing so well.

He’d be fucking you from behind, sitting back on his heels on the bed, surrounded in messy sheets, having you on his cock with your clammy back pressed to his sweaty chest. Your legs are tucked against his own calves and you use them as a reinforcement to help you bounce against him, the sound of slapping skin and breathy moans scattering around the atmosphere of the room.

Harry’s prick is slicking into you nice and hard and you can feel the tight muscles of his chest pressed against your back, flexing with every move. He has one hand in between your thighs, toying at your clit to intensify the pleasure. He’s pinching and flicking and alternating between wide, slow circles with the entirety of his hand as well as quick back and forth movements with his two middle fingers, slapping your folds every now and then to gain a cracked yelp from your throat.

Harry’s other arm had been tucked underneath your arms and across the underside of your chest in order to keep you from falling forward, but now he moves it to lay diagonally across your chest, large hand coming up to your neck.

His long fingers wrap around your throat, squeezing lightly at first– not too tight, but snug enough that your inhales stutter.

“Y'like this?” His voice is deep and throaty, warm air puffing against the sensitive shell of your ear as he jerks his hips up at a brutal pace. “Like t'be choked, now, do you?”

You nod furiously, whimpering in his glistening arms, hands reaching up to tug at his mussed up hair because you need something to hold onto, if not your sanity.

You can feel his smile against the top of your ear. Can feel it trail down the curve following down the back of your head and down the slope of your shoulder. His hot lips makes your blood boil, the notion of him filling you up til the brink overwhelming your senses.

Harry stops playing with your clit, bringing his wet fingers up to your abdomen and ghosting his short nails over it temptingly, the feathery motion causing your stomach to instinctually tighten. “Can y'feel me here, kitten? All the way in your tummy?”

“Y-Yeah,” you croak out shakily, entire body quaking with unharnessed arousal and anticipation.

“And here?” He tightens his hold on your throat, causing your breathing to hitch for what feels like an eternity. Being constricted only amplifies your neediness.

After you give a short nod, he proceeds to brushing his nose up and down the curve of your shoulder, tracing up your neck and licking at the tiny junction just behind the curve of your jaw. You’re eyes roll back without consent as you squeak out a satisfied whine.

“Such a naughty little thing you are. Kinky, too. Y'like me here,” Harry thumbs over your belly button, “here,” he presses your neck back against his collarbone so that your head is forced to fall back on his shoulder.

“And here,” a quick slap is placed on your clit, to which your body reacts to by thrashing against his hold, which in return earns you a tighter grip on your juglar. He thumbs over the teeny bulb rapidly, teeth sinking into your ear lobe as he swivels his hips up into you, nails digging marks into the skin along your throat.

Harry’s hair is tickling the underside of your jaw as he trails his lips down to the dip where your neck and shoulder part ways, pooling light kisses there as his hold on your windpipe goes into more dangerous territory.

But you’re absolutely living for it. Living for the flashes of red and blue that thrum at the back of your skull. For the webs of bright yellow and orange that spider across your shut eyelids. For the panicky, enclosed feeling that sets fire to your lungs and makes your fingers go numb. But especially living for the way your entire body tingles as adrenaline surges through every crevice in your bones, sending a buzzing sensation down to your center that has your mind spinning in circles. Tears of desperation smear out of the corners of your eyes, the sensory overload being simply too much to handle.

The feeling is amazing. The only other thing that beats it is when Harry starts to buck harder into you, bouncing on the balls of his feet faster as he feels you tightening around him while also pulling you down roughly to meet his thrusts.

His words spread smoky tendrils across your hypersensitive skin, the pleasure he’s feeding into from everywhere taking over your being completely. But it’s his thoughts and actions, murmured quietly against your moist jaw as he rubs his light scruff against your cheek, that have you begging for mercy. He addresses you with a smug smirk, bringing to his mouth the thumb that was on your clit, licking the glistening digit slowly and holding full eye contact. His irises sparkle with pride as he releases his finger with a wet pop.

“Can’t wait to make you choke on my cock instead.”

Sinful (Lucifer drabble)

Warnings: Slight smutty, gracek!nk, bossy!lucifer, fingering

Summary: Just a drabble I had that I posted to my Wattpad, so I thought I would share here as well. The reader is left to babysit Lucifer, but things take a n unexpected turn. So let me know what you guys think? Should I write more like this?

“Y/n, he’s not that bad-” Dean began to say trying to reassure you.

 "-My brother is far too injured to be of any harm, Y/n,I assure you,“ Cas cut in casually.

 "Cas!” Dean scolded him, throwing him a look that read  ‘you’re not helping’ in big letters, but Cas either didn’t get it or didn’t care.

 "It’s true, Dean. Lucifer-“ Cas paused, interrupted by the door to the library suddenly opening, revealing none other than the devil himself.

 "Are we talking about little old me?” he asked with his famous half-smirk, the blue eyes of his vessel starring at you.




Originally posted by lucifersagents

 Lucifer smirk grew as he regarded the three of you.  He shifted back on his heels and blew out a breath. "So,” he began with a clap of his hands. “What about me has got you all guys gossiping like old biddies?”

“We are not 'old biddies’,” Dean mumbled under his breath, sounding like an overgrown child.

Of course this action caused Lucifer’s smile to spread, obviously happy that his words had affected Dean.

 "Y/N, does not wish to keep you company while Sam, Dean, and I go to investigate a case. We were trying to convince her you were of no harm,“ Cas supplied to Lucifer, looking quite pleased with himself for getting the gist of the conversation.

Lucifer out a hand over his heart dramatically, "Y/n, I’m appalled! Of course I won’t harm you!” He rolled his eyes at you, “it’s not like I’m the Devil or something.”

 "But, you are the Devil, Lucifer. Have you bumped your head?“ Cas asks him with furrowed brows.

 You bust out laughing, causing all three men to eye you suspiciously. This was getting ridiculous. You obviously weren’t going to get out of babysitting duty, but Cas’s innocence was to much for you to take. How had so many years with Dean not make Cas a sexual know-it-all?  How was he just so hilariously innocent?

 "Go,” you finally managed after calming down. “Just go. If I get bit by the Devil, I’ll call.” You start to push them playfully out of the library.

“Lucifer, please do not bite, Y/n! Dean has always told me that it’s rude,” Cas called over his shoulder.

You feel your face grow hot, as you slam the door shut. Starring at the wood, you try to push Cas’s words from your mind by instead focusing wholeheartedly on trying to calm down your humor and your hormones. It was no secret the Lucifer’s vessel Nick was very attractive. The blonde hair, the forked tongue, and all the other little things about him you wanted to explore. Not to mention Lucifer himself was just delicious. A fallen archangel. He was obviously hurting, had daddy issues, but there was a fire underneath, something that just spoke to you. A part of him still held love, passion, loyalty, humanity. You had fantasized about bringing those qualities out in him, healing the devil with affection-love? Maybe.
You were so engrossed in your thoughts that when Lucifer spoke you jumped halfway out of your skin.

Originally posted by lucifersagents

 "You wouldn’t really call them if I bit you, would you, Y/n?“

 You shrug, turning to face him. "Depends on how hard, I guess?”

Lucifer eyes seemed to darken at that point as he regarded you thoughtfully. “Do you like being bit, Y/n?”

 "Ah-“ you could feel your face heat up again at his words. Maybe they weren’t meant to sound so sensual. After all, angels-any of which you’d already met weren’t "hip to the lingo” of this day and age. So why would Lucifer be any different?

He’s only the Devil.  

Even still, you could feel the flush of your body warming up your neck and your face.  You tried to avoid his eye contact, not quite ready to admit the Devil put a fire deep in your belly. He couldn’t know what you were thinking about, obviously right?

“You didn’t answer me, Y/n,” came Lucifer calm and collected tone a moment later.

“Like I already said, depends on how hard and what context.”

“Ah- and what context would you like my bite, Y/n?” he asked stepping closer to you in a blink of an eye. 

 He was getting too close now, walking closer to you with a almost sensual demeanor with a determined glint in his eyes.  Your body and brain were shifting into to high alert for different reasons. Your body was beginning to buzz with life in areas you had not felt life before. You almost feel as if you are shaking at the knees in an anticipation that you didn’t understand. You were beginning to feel warm, and aching. In your mind, you felt a lot like prey- helpless tracking every movement of the predator in front of you. The way his muscles bunched and moved under his shirt as he moved closer, the way his eyes seemed to demand contact with yours. Rationally, you knew this was not a prey vs. predator moment, because who could honest run away from the devil?

 Lucifer chuckled, his lips picking up at the corners sinfully once more. “I would catch you, you know, Y/n.” his voice fell over your body like a dark, forbidden caress. Finally, standing in front of you, he raised one hand to your check in a gentle but dominant hold. “Tell me, Y/n, you will not run.”


“Such…descriptive thoughts run through that pretty little head,” He says as he leans his face into your neck and you feel him chuckle against your skin. “And I thought I was sinful. You make me look like a saint again, Y/n.”

 "I do?“

You feel cold lips against your skin, a lingering caress. You feel him make his way around your sensitive skin, barely holding still. Was Lucifer really going to bite you?
"Oh, have no doubts, Y/n. I fully attend to accurately create and indulge in every single fantasy of yours tonight before those three return. And I fully intend to bite you.”

 He pulls back and stares at you thoughtfully. “As I said before, you make me look like a saint. But tonight- I intend to show you exactly why I am the devil.” He pulls you flush against him with a smirk, and smashes his lips to yours.

Originally posted by sensualkisses

 The cold yet comforting feeling of his kiss shocked you. You had thought his kiss would be demanding, arrogant, but that wasn’t the case. Yes, the kiss was demanding. He demanded you respond, that your lips moved with his, that his tongue caressed yours as your caressed him, but he was gentle. It was like he was holding onto the most fragile gift he had ever received. He was coaxing, not arrogant. It was a complete reverse of what you would have expect.

  When his lips finally left yours, he began his focusing his attention on your neck kissing down the sensitive column. It shocked you when you felt his slightly sharp teeth nip at your skin, causing you to jump with a squeak.

  “I thought you said you would enjoy my bite?” he questions against your skin.

 "I do,“ you whimper. "Please, Lucifer.”

In a matter of a few seconds, you find yourself against the wall, pants and shirt seemingly disappeared. Your legs around Lucifer’s waist, as he pushes your bra down. His lips hungrily attacked your hardened nipple as you let out a keening wail. His fingers were spayed out along your neck giving the impression of danger, but not really.

Originally posted by wonderlandgirlforever

He was everywhere.

You jumped when you felt a hand that couldn’t have belonged to Lucifer, slide into past your underwear line. Lucifer chucked against your breast, and pulled back to wink at you.

Originally posted by kissableandsexy

 "Even the little of grace I still have is sinful, my dear,“ he concludes to your unspoken question.

Lucifer’s invisible hands glided across your inner thighs, shivers following their path. They began to curve upwards, pressure circling around your clit. It felt strange, almost forbidden. It was torture to have this unknown touch against your skin. It was exquisite.

  And you wanted more.

You arched into his touch with a wanton groan which Lucifer was more than happy to oblige. You felt his teeth bite at your nipple a little rougher as you heard (more than felt) your underwear being ripped away.

  "I have to touch, Y/n.”

 You were so ready. The need hot within you, your juices flowing in anticipation. You clenched your thighs and nodded at him, breathless at the situation. You basically were fornicating with the Devil. And it was totally okay with you. The god of a man in front of you who was treating your body and needs as his on personal vendetta. His touches were cold and electric, but warm at the same time. Everything about him made you crazy.

 You felt his invisible hands run through your folds, and felt him groan against you again. “So wet for me. Damn, pet. You are sinful. So much delicious, sinful wetness. All for me. Say it,” He commanded, rocking his jean-clad bottom into your apex.

 You gasped, “Yours.”

 He presses against you hard, a growl in his throat. “Whose?”

 "Yours, Lucifer.“

 Suddenly, a cough across the room, catches your attention. Freezing, you and Lucifer throw your heads towards the location of the cough to find Dean standing there awkwardly.

Originally posted by godshipsit

You watch as Dean coughs and averts his eyes, rubbing his neck. "Guys, that’s nice and all, but can we not do this in a public library?”

 Lucifer’s eyes roll, “It’s not public, technically.”

Not. The. Point.” Dean reassures, pointing toward the door.

 Lucifer turns back to you and sends you an eye catching smirk. He brings his fingers up, and in a snap, you’re gone.

happier | min yoongi

Pairing: Yoongi + Reader

Genre: Angst 

Word Count: 1.9k

Summary: He hurt you and you left, but it didn’t help but make you both think if you actually were any happier than you once were before. 

Inspired by Happier - Ed Sheeran 

Yoongi’s POV

Walking down 29th and Park
I saw you in another’s arms
Only a month we’ve been apart
You look happier

As Yoongi walked down the street in the bright city of Seoul, he witnessed the several cars whizzing pass, while many people were talking and laughing loudly around him. But as he stared ahead, all he could see was you in someone else’s arms.

Looking happier.

It was only a month since the two of you broke up, his schedule blowing up with concerts, fan meets, radio shows, and other appointments, making absolutely no time for the two of you for months.

At first it started with occasional petty comments. Then came the small arguments and finally one day it all went spiraling downwards, either of you able to stop it from happening. You two had the biggest fight, throwing words at each other that you never thought would’ve been said, hurtful words that neither of you could forgot.

But till this day, Yoongi didn’t care. The moment you walked out his door, grabbing all your things in your hand, your face tear stained, he forgave you.

But it was too late.

Saw you walk inside a bar
He said something to make you laugh

Sitting down at the bar at the local club, he shot the burning liquid down his throat, wanting to relieve all the stress from work: his members, his producers, and the one, repeating question that they all had for him.

“Yoongi-ah, what are the updates on your music?”

But he had none.

Since you left, he hadn’t been able to write a single word. After all, you were his inspiration. All his songs were about you in some way or the other, because you were the only thing he loved as much as he loved his music in the entire world.

But now that you were gone, so was everything else.

He knew he had to get it together, this was his job for god’s sake. His members had helped him through it, understanding and taking their time around him. But how long could they wait too?

As he looked around, his eyes fell upon your dancing figure, making him almost lose grip on the shot glass he had in his hand. Your lips had tilted upwards into a carefree smile as you danced with a stranger who was talking to you, his words bringing laughter from your mouth.

I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours
Yeah, you look happier, you do

Yoongi felt his heart tighten in his chest, wanting to rip his gaze away from the scene playing out in front of him, too unbearable for him to see.

Even when you two were together, he barely remembered that smile on your face. Maybe towards the beginning, but that was years ago, a faint memory that tugged at Yoongi’s heart, bringing a bittersweet smile to his face.

Finding himself looking back at you, he noticed you looked happier, more than you ever did before.

Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain’t nobody love you like I do
Promise that I will not take it personal, baby
If you’re moving on with someone new

He knew he hurt her. His endless schedules. His long nights spent writing music. His long days spent trying to memorize the choreography to his group’s comeback song. All while ignoring you, while you waited back at his once warm apartment that soon turned cold and lonely as the weeks went by.

But by the fleeting second, he wanted to shout. At you, at the man that held you too close to his body and at the world. That he was the one and that nobody would ever love you like he did.

As the man’s hands wrapped around your waist as the both of you danced, swaying softly to the beat, Yoongi noticed your eyes that gazed up at him with an expression that was so familiar to him, it crushed his heart. Because that’s how you used to look at him. And that’s when he knew, you had finally moved on.

‘Cause baby you look happier, you do
My friends told me one day I’ll feel it too

Yoongi had gone back to is dorm that night, wasted, all his members rushing towards him in worry as he returned at an ungodly hour. He slammed the door shut behind him, as the younger boys looked up at their hyung, noticing his eyes were bloodshot red when they overwhelmed him with questions that had Yoongi’s head spinning in circles.

“She’s gone.” he whispered brokenly, as he fell to the ground, gasping for air as the sobs racked through his body. The boys were speechless, as they witnessed their hyung who never cried, never showed his pain, even during his hardest times, cry over you.

But they didn’t know just how much you meant to him. You were his medicine, the cure for all his depression and pain when you’d take him into your arms late at night, gently wiping away his tears and endlessly repeating the three favorite words that he loved hearing from you, making him feel truly wanted and truly loved.

But he didn’t have you anymore, and instead of him it was the other man, the other man who made you happier than he ever did.

“Hyung.” Jimin sighed gently, as he crouched down beside the frail boy, before pulling him into his arms and rubbing his back in reassurance.

“It’ll be okay, hyung. I promise you. You’ll be just as happier one day, if not more. And we’ll all be here with you all the way.”

And until then I’ll smile to hide the truth
But I know I was happier with you

Yoongi looked at the boy who gave him a sympathetic look, as his eyes glanced at all the others, all of them with evident pity for him as he sighed, before managing to muster up a small smile to reassure them. Because he couldn’t do that to them, not when he was in so much pain already. He couldn’t put them through it either, so he smiled. Even though he knew…

He was happier when with you.

Reader’s POV

You could still remember the way he looked at you that night, his gaze burning into the back of your mind.

It made you go insane how one look from him and it still had your heart racing in your chest, making your face flush a million shades of red, and making the man before your own eyes who loved you disappear when Yoongi came into the picture.

Sat on the corner of the room
Everything’s reminding me of you
Nursing an empty bottle and telling myself you’re happier
Aren’t you?

You were sitting in your room, scrolling through your phone mindlessly when you stumbled upon his pictures. Your finger hovered over them hesitantly, but before you could think any further, you clicked on them. The picture of him and his group enlarged on your phone and your eyes immediately fell on Yoongi.

His once blonde hair had been dyed back to his soft brown. The color transported you back to the memories of the two of you when you first met years ago, his sweet gummy smile and his chocolate brown eyes that you’d wake up to every morning as he’d gaze at you tenderly, making you feel as warm as the summer breeze.

But when you eyes traced his face you noticed his lips were pulled into a tight smile as his eyes that once shined brighter than any star, were dull, almost lifeless.

Feeling something wet on your cheek, your fingers flew to your face when you realized you’d been crying.

“Babe, are you okay?” a voice asked suddenly, making you shut your phone off and looking up in surprise as your lips parted as your boyfriend looked at you in concern, making you shake your head, no.

“I-I’m fine.” you managed to say, before wiping away the stray tears to which your boyfriend sighed, walking towards you and engulfing you in his embrace, murmuring words of consolation into your ear.

You should’ve felt at ease. You should’ve felt loved. You should’ve felt happy.

But you didn’t.

Because he wasn’t Yoongi.

Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain’t nobody need you like I do
I know that there’s others that deserve you
But my darling, I am still in love with you

But I guess you look happier, you do
My friends told me one day I’d feel it too
I could try to smile to hide the truth
I know I was happier with you

It was a couple days later, both you and your boyfriend were shopping at the local grocery store when a familiar face caught your eye.


Turning around at the sound of his name, the boy’s eyes widened before a uncertain smile made its way on his face, as he greeted you back before his eyes trailed from you to your boyfriend who stood next to you.

“Ah, This is my boyfriend,” you said softly, Jimin nodding in response and stretching his hand out to shake your boyfriend’s when you heard another voice.

“Yah, Jimin-ah, do we need this or-”

Looking away from Jimin, your eyes met Yoongi’s making it feel like time had stopped, as his brown eyes widened, lips parting as he stared at you, as a look of alarm spread across his face.

As the words you’d been wanting to say for months stood on the tip of your tongue, beside you your boyfriend slowly grabbed your hand in his, his fingers entwining them with yours. Your eyes widened as Yoongi’s gaze on you faltered, looking down at your hands and then away, before muttering, “Jimin, I’ll be at the cash register.” and walking away.

Jimin looked at Yoongi and then back at you, a conflicted look in his eyes when you motioned for him to follow Yoongi, telling him you understood and that it was okay. Nodding slowly, he said his goodbyes to both you and your boyfriend before disappearing around the corner just as Yoongi did, making the air around you suddenly cold and desolate.

“Are you alright?” your boyfriend asked, snapping you out of your thoughts.

Looking up, you gave him a forced smile, hoping he saw through your act, before nodding a little bit too happily.

He seemed to fall for it though, as he smiled back at you, letting out a sigh of relief before mumbling to himself, “ That’s good, I knew you were over him anyways.” as he pulled you gently along the aisles of the store.

If only he knew.

Baby, you look happier, you do
I knew one day you’d fall for someone new
But if he breaks your heart like lovers do
Just know that I’ll be waiting here for you

“Hello?” Yoongi answered as he balanced his phone between his shoulder and ear as he continued to clean the clutter on his desk. At the sound of a sniffle that sounded all to familiar, his hand stopped moving midway, several of his lyrics falling to the floor.

“Y-Yoongi?” a voice said back, one that had Yoongi’s stomach churning and his heart pounding, as he gulped, his tongue tied together in so many knots that the words he once had were lost.

“I–” you faltered on the other end, biting your lip down harshly as you fought the tears back, “Y-Yoongi-ah..I-”

“Y/N.” Yoongi breathed softly, your heart stopping in your chest as you could hear his heavy breathing on the other end, the mere sound comforting you.

But the next couple words that slipped past your lips made Yoongi go still.

“Yoongi. I-I need you.”

anonymous asked:

Could you please make a prompt to Robert and Aaron kissing passionately in the Woolpack after getting back together,in front of all the whites of course 😜

Could you please write a prompt were robron get back together and kiss in front of loads of people including the whites in the woolpack Love your fics btw

Robert hadn’t even noticed. 

The pub was packed and Aaron had asked him to have lunch there, together. It was the first time in too long and Robert had to ask if Aaron was sure. The genuine smile and touch on his arm had been enough to convince him. 

They were sitting arguably too close together for a simple lunch-date, legs touching under the table, elbows accidentally knocking together as they ate.

It had taken them lots of pain and then lots of healing to get to where they were, and Robert wasn’t about to miss a second of it. 

“Talked to Diane yesterday,” Aaron said, hands busy cutting his fish and chips. “She came for a small visit.”

“What, she went to see you at the Mill?” Robert asked. His hands went still.

“Yeah,” Aaron replied, “she came over to have a chat about you.” 

“No,” Robert said, his heart sinking. 

“Wanted to tell me that if I wasn’t sure about this, about us, that I should just let you go. Said you couldn’t handle losing me again and if I wasn’t serious I should just stay away.” 

Robert put a hand over his face, masking his embarrassment. Aaron was chuckling beside him, set his fork down and placed the hand on Robert’s knee. 

“It shows she loves you.” The teasing had not left his voice and Robert rolled his eyes at him. 

“Sod off. It’s bad enough I have the whole village wondering why you’re giving me another chance, I don’t need Diane telling you how pathetic I was without you.” 

Aaron couldn’t hide the grin that spread at his words. 

“I think it’s sweet,” he said, thumb stroking circles onto Robert’s thigh, “shows you have people looking out for you.” 

Robert met his eye and felt his embarrassment evaporate. It wasn’t as if Aaron didn’t know what a mess Robert had been - Vic had told him everything as soon as they started working stuff out. 

“I have you now, though…” Robert said with a smile, and Aaron nodded. They went back to eating, each picking up their cutlery and sitting in comfortable silence. 

After a while, curiosity took over. 

“So, what did you say?” At Aaron’s questioning face, Robert elaborated. “To Diane…” 

Aaron cleared his throat, set down his knife and fork, and leaned in, making sure he spoke only to Robert. 

“Said I wasn’t going anywhere, not this time. Told her I wouldn’t be leaving the love of my life again,” Aaron conceded. 

It was new, hearing Aaron speak with such affection, and it made Robert’s insides melt. He couldn’t resist.

He leaned in, caught Aaron’s bottom lip between his own and they shared a lingering kiss. Aaron tasted of fish and curry sauce and something so distinctly Aaron that Robert felt his head go light at the touch. They knew it was lunch but neither of them could resist deepening the kiss, letting their tongues touch just briefly before pulling away, eyes wide with want and love. 

“More of that later, yeah?” Robert asked and Aaron hummed in assent. 

Robert went back to his fish and chips but Aaron froze beside him. It made Robert look up and see Chrissie and Rebecca standing by the bar, Chrissie indifferent and Rebecca, slack-jawed and incredulous. Aaron challenged her with a raised eyebrow, wanted them to say anything he could fight back against but Robert pressed a hand to his leg and brought him back to their table. 

“Hey, ignore them… just you and me, yeah?” 

Aaron nodded, eyes softening as they met Robert’s. 

Robert smiled at him and they went back to their lunch, back to their bubble. Robert’s attention was focused solely on Aaron and he wouldn’t have it any other way. He didn’t even notice the rest of the world, and right now, he didn’t want to.


Sooo..you guys remember that comic page I posted up about theee son of blossom appearing out of no where and brick wanting to kick his ass cause he thought he was a threat? (He doesn’t know that’s his son :p) This is the continuing of that little comic. Anyway encase your lost I will post up the parts on here and on the other pages :3! 

Part 5-10

Act 2 - ??

Pages 1-4 : http://ppgxrrblove.tumblr.com/post/160162533355/brick-meets-his-son-part-1-4-act-1-art  (thank god for the search engine q u q)

Art By: misterzei

p.s sorry for the quality ..i don’t know why it shows the art like that o- o..i tried right clicking it to see if the image on a new tab lets you zoom in more but i won’t ;-; which fucking sucks..i advice ya’ll to just go to deviant art and look the artist name up and read the comic there. I’ll help out on spreading word on his comic..i just yeah ..

(BOTW) Surprise!


SYNOPSIS: Zelda decides to throw Link a surprise birthday party! Cute and fluffy with a sprinkle of sad. Zelink. Post-calamity. Spoiler Warning! Enjoy!

“A little to the right, Sidon. If you please.”

Zelda’s gesture mimicked her suggestion, eyeing the banner the tall Zoran prince fidgeted with. “There. Perfect.” She nodded her approval and smiled.

She didn’t mean to micromanage these minute details, but she just couldn’t help herself. Today was a very special occasion.

Link’s seventeenth birthday—give or take a century.

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Why you should listen to the adventure zone- a abbreviated sprawl of text as to why I love and will continue to listen to the podcast no matter what direction it takes next.

As an artist (while not a podcaster/producer of audio drama) I can appreciate the thought , commitment and Love that is put into every single episode of the adventure zone. A podcast that started out as three brothers and their dad playing some dnd as a one off episode/adventure spiralled and grew into a beautiful hilarious dnd arc broken down into episode after episode of adventure, excitement , laughs and most of all story. No matter which episode you pick non of them feel like they stray from a story there’s always progress even if that’s making mistakes, dying and finding out you come back again (the 11th hour) or harrasing a certain rainbow bowtied wizard attendant Jenkins (murder on the Rockport limited). Or merle’s you know….. Scene with the plants (eghk) in the petal to the metal arc. Every scene has some sort of progression to the story or helps us learn more about the characters.

As a person interested in creating a podcast in the future I adore The adventure zone for it’s music , the fact that Griffin McElroy produces atleast 1 song an episode while editing them together shows just how much commitment and love is put into each episode for the listeners to enjoy. The characters have their own voices and characteristics and it isn’t too formal heck one of the funniest characters I can think of off the top of my head is fantasy Garfield the deals warlock and magic Brian both because of how silly they are but that the idea of a fantasy Costco makes imagining the scene SO much easier to imagine and thus see this Garfield the cat making shifty deals in it.

And talking about Garfield the deals warlock that brings me onto my FAVOURITE part of The adventure zone. The foreshadowing and the plot twists.
The content is so detailed and has enough foreshadowing and hints that the listeners (us) can geuss and theories about plot twists and what will happen next. The plot twists leave you gasping (literally I was gasping and trying not to Lose my mind when a certain character turned up episode 65). The audience feels immersed into each episode and wants to know what’s going to happen to the characters because you begin to love the characters and want to know what’s going to happen next. I hope to one day be able to create such interesting and compassionate content too.

And finally as a listener the adventure zone is exactly as it reads on the tin. An Adventure. You go into each episode not quite knowing what to expect and come out with quotable and drawable content that makes you laugh, cry and listen on further.

To conclude if you think you’d like:
- a jellyfish that erase memories

- a fantasy equivalent of Costco run by a warlock called garfeikd that will always have a deal for you

-a found family of adventurers
-lizard people (leople)

- adventures that cover a range of genre styles such as western, who dunnit? , Sci-Fi and fantasy (obviously).

- the power of fantasy pringles (once you pop the time warping never stops).

And a cast that includes:

Merle highchurch:
-a dwarf cleric who pulled a fifty shades of grey scene on some plants to get into a robbery. And with the support of pan wants to spread the word with his Extreme teen Bible in hand.

Magnus burnsides
-a human fighter who only wants dogs to be allowed on the moon (lucretia please?). And like a monarch butterfly rushes in to any situation. He can carve you a mean rocking chair and an even meaner wooden duck.

Taako Taaco (you know? from tv!)
-a elf wizard that not only seduced a bugbear (accidentally) but the HECKING GRIM REAPER. Oh and also has a flaming hot umbra staff (a umbrella that works as a magic staff).

And more wonderful wonderful characters and faces like:
Barry blue jeans,
Team sweet flips- Killian, Carey fangbattle and No3113 (Noelle) ,
Angus McDonald! The best kid detective,
Sloane and hurley! The battlekart racers
And the director Lucretia.

Every episode has heart in it and its a rollercoaster of fun , humour and magic to listen to and that’s why you should listen to the adventure zone.

(feel free to add your reasons for listening to the adventure zone or some of the characters that you think would interest people in the podcast!)

At the show this weekend I met another author who was asking questions about how to spread the word about his book. “How do you get a social media following?” 

So what it boiled down to was that internet fame is weird- you have no way of gauging who is watching or what their tastes are. The bulk of my recent followers are here because of a colorful rant about glue. 

So get angry about something on the internet, I guess?