squeeze tempted

Tips For Clear Skin
1. Wash Your Face: Always wash your face before bed! If you’re not washing away all the dirt and sweat from the day, you’re asking for a breakout. Stash cleansing wipes on your nightstand for nights when you’re too tired to move.
2. Face Mask: Whip up a spa-worthy mask right in your own home using strawberries and yogurt to help smooth bumps and unclog pores.
3. Spot Treatment: Before bed, use a spot treatment containing a combination of sulphur and salicylic acid. After cleaning your face, use a Q-tip to apply a spot treatment directly to any budding blemishes.
4. Use a Clay Mask: The ingredients will penetrate deep into your skin and clean out excess oil and bacteria. This can also double as an exfoliator to open pores and get rid of the gunk clogged inside!
5. Don’t Pick It: Whatever you do, resist the urge to squeeze. It is tempting to pick and pop at a pimple, but that can lead to permanent scarring and further breakouts.
6. Aloe Vera: Aloe Vera is famous for treating wounds and scars and also acts as a remedy to rid of acne fast. Apply Aloe Vera juice or gel on spots and let dry for about one hour before washing it off with warm water.
7. Steam It Out: Put your face over a bowl of boiling water and let the steam moisturize it for two to three minutes. This helps in removing dirt, dust and oil from the pores of the skin without aggravating pimples.
8. Aspirin Or Baking Soda: Dissolve an aspirin in a little water and then apply the paste to the spot for no more than five minutes. The reason this works is that aspirin and baking soda contain the same acid that many acne treatments use to exfoliate dry skin and decrease redness.
9. Ice It: Rub an ice cube all over the area for about two minutes before applying an acne cream or a DIY face mask.

Characters: Kenny Omega x You

Summary: Literally a fic based off my own current kink for watching guys jack off for me. Shameless self-insert. I’ve given up pretending these arent.

Warnings: None

“Just imagine I’m not here.” You purr, nuzzling into his scratchy beard, inhaling his clean, familiar scent. Wrapping yourself around his body, tugging lightly on his curls as he let out a growl.

“Why would I want to imagine that you’re not here when all I think about while doing that is you?” He chuckled, opening his neck up so you can place more kisses along his jaw, allowing you to shower him with the love and praise he constantly desired.

“I just wanna watch you do your thing… solo.” You sigh, trailing your fingers under his shirt and over his abs, dancing them over the hemline of his boxers. “Like what position you do jerk off in, how do you stroke yourself, what noises do you make. I bet they are really really sexy, Ken…”

Keep reading


Choromatsu : We tried but she got bored quickly…but it’s because she wants to level up faster!!

Osomatsu : She’d look so cute fighting the high level bosses ♡♡

Choromatsu : Right?!!

Osomatsu : She says she’ll keep playing so maybe we’ll try making a guild? Our fans can join too! Let’s make a guild Choromatsu~ I want to see that cute cleric and everyone else join!

Choromatsu : I can make it, but don’t do anything weird!

Osomatsu : Make sure I’m the guild master okay?

Choromatsu : I’ll think about it…

Oh Brother! I put my hand right on it.

So this morning I went to wake up my brother and sure enough he had his morning wood nicely on display, with a sheet pulled up to his chest, but only up one side so his bare bone was completely visible. As I lay in bed last night, scanning thru possible scenarios, the one where I trip and I fall with my mouth hitting his dick didn’t seem plausible. I’d looked at his room and it is a virtual land mine with baseball gear and clothes and stuff everywhere on the floor. There is some big tube he uses for idk what, practice swings I think, lying quite close to his bed and if you accidentally stepped on it, for sure it would send you for a loop.

But falling so far forward as to get my mouth on his stiffy would be too much of a stretch. So I did the  one that works more naturally. Stepping on the big tube could make you lose your balance and send you forward alright, and the natural reaction would be to put your arms out to brace your fall. So here’s how it went down.

It’s 7 am and I just got out of the shower and have a towel wrapped around me, tucked in just above the boobs and reaching down to my mid-thighs. I enter his bedroom, it’s quite small, and two or three steps take me to tube on the floor, I literally do step on it with my heal and it rolls back and I fall forward. “Shit.” I say as I stumble forward, my arms outreached, one palm landing on his hard shaft and the other right high up his thigh so my forefinger is touching the bottom of his scrotum.

I freeze as he makes garbled sleepy noises. I thought for sure he would wake up and I’d have to explain myself but he didn’t. He stayed, or pretended to stay, asleep. Anyways one hand is still on his bone, almost grasping it, and the other is nuzzled up against his balls. I make like I don’t want to wake him and move very slowly. I do one hand at a time. First I move one hand up and it lightly rubs his scrotum on the way. Next I release my other hand slowly from his shaft and my pinky touched the underside of the head. He flinched like when you’re falling to sleep then you kind of jolt. Again I thought he would waken but he didn’t.

Instead, he made a snorey kind of noise then shifted his body over so his dick was nuzzled up right in my palm. I looked at it and was tempted to squeeze it and start pumping or just put it in my mouth lol.

Anyways, no I was a good girl, let go and backed away. Jamie, I called, time to wake up, it’s after 7! As he stirred I said, and by the way, I almost killed myself on this tubey thing you have here. Your room is such I mess, I tripped on this stupid tube and nearly smashed my head. And as I bent over to pick up the tube to show him, my wrapped towel became dislodged and as I stood it opened up and fell to my waist before I caught it with the other hand.

With my boobs flashing, his eyes opened wide and I stopped and said, sure, have a good look! Then I dropped the tube, covered my front with the towel, and turned and left the room wiggling my bare ass.

Prompt #88: Stop Looking at Me like that, Weirdo!

Written for @amazingmeplusone


“And pressing this button will let you look inside of the Gravity Chamber. Once in a while I have to check on your father and make sure he’s not overdoing it.”

Mirai Trunks paid close attention to Bulma’s tour of her laboratory, which was completely different from the last time he had been here. He couldn’t help but think of how much the mother of his time line would be impressed. The thought of her brought a heavy weight to his stomach and he dropped his head, feeling less of a man, less of a Saiyan. A disgrace to even call himself the son of a prince.

Bulma picked up on his somber mood and placed a hand on his shoulder. He raised his head and looked at her, reciprocating her warm smile.

“Hey, Trunks, ” she said soothingly, “everything will be alright. Your father won’t let you down.”

He nodded, instantly being comforted by her words. He studied her face, much younger than the mom he remembered, clean of the pain that had been etched in the line of her future counterparts skin. It was a small victory in his eyes that he had a part in her being so happy, but his heart ached for the Bulma that he would never see again.

Her watch went off and she sighed, shaking her head. “Sorry, Trunks,” she smiled apologetically, “I have to go take a conference call. Can I leave you down here for a bit?”

“Yes, mother. I’ll be fine.”

She squeezed his shoulder, tempted to run her hand through his hair. She wasn’t sure how much he would appreciate it now, considering he was a man and not the teenager she had last seen . “It shouldn’t take longer than an hour.

He nodded, squeezing her hand gently, and watched her leave.

The light on the dashboard lit up, indicating that someone was occupying the Gravity Chamber. Curious to see what kind of training his father was preparing to do, he switched the monitor on, red lights instantly infiltrating the screen.

Vegeta and the younger Trunks were stretching their legs, preparing for a session. It was odd seeing a face that once belonged to him training with the father that he barely knew. He watched them closely, pretending that he was watching some sort of home video.

“Papa, when are you going to teach me your attack?” Kid Trunks resorted to doing a one arm pushup, sweat dripping down his forehead from the intense gravity.

Vegeta punched the air at rapid speeds, his arms moving so fast that even Mirai Trunks had a hard time keeping up. “When you’re older and have gotten stronger. You couldn’t handle either of my attacks right now at your level.”

Kid Trunks pouted, changing positions to do some sit-ups. Mirai Trunks had to admit that he was taken aback at how strong his younger counterpart was. “I’ll get stronger, Papa, just you wait. I’ll be as strong as Bigger Me is.”

Vegeta nodded, continuing his string of punches. “You will be stronger than either one of us, Trunks. You should always want to be the strongest, and settle for nothing short of that.”

Mirai Trunks smiled. Goku had told him that Vegeta had matured in the years he was away, but seeing him being such a father gave him a bittersweet feeling.

Was this the life he would have had, if his own time line wasn’t so fucked up? Would he be a kid who got the luxury to train with his father in a high powered chamber? Would he have befriended the second son of Goku, instead of being heartbroken at having lost the first?

Would he have an actual family, instead of playing house with the past?

“Trunks!” Vegeta broke his thoughts, his voice echoing through the lab. He watched the screen to see what he would say to Kid Trunks, but the boy looked confused.

“I’m talking to you! ” Vegeta turned to face the monitor, his eyes glowing red from the lights of the chamber, “if you’re going to spy on us, the least you could do is be aware that the monitor is showing your face.”

Trunks felt his face go hot in embarrassment, and he scratched the back of his head. “S-sorry, father. I didn’t realize.”

“Hmph, of course you didn’t. I’m sure Bulma doesn’t have time to explain everything to you.”

“She went on a conference call. She said she’ll be back in an hour.”

“Well what are you waiting on?” Vegeta’s face grew impatient, “are you coming to train with us or not? There’s a lot I can reach you in an hour.”

Trunks felt a ball of emotion well in his throat, and he sucked in a breath of air. Vegeta was including him, as well?

“Won’t I be intruding?” he asked, although he really just wanted to say “Absolutely, Father! I’m coming right now!” but the Vegeta that he knew all those years ago still burned in his mind, and he didn’t want to ignite the flame on his anger. “It looks like a father and son training session.”

“Don’t be stupid!” Kid Trunks and Vegeta screamed at the same time, and Mirai Trunks chuckled at how alike they sounded. His mother was right; he really was the spitting image of his father.

Vegeta shot the younger Trunks a look, and the boy went back to his sit-ups. Vegeta turned back to the monitor, his eyes serious and determined. “Trunks,” he spoke sternly, “are you not my son?”

My son.

Mirai Trunks had not realized just how badly he wanted to hear those words come from his father. He didn’t realize that as an almost 30 year old man, he could be completely spun anew at the recognition of being the son of a Saiyan Prince.

My son.

He swallowed thickly, wiping his eyes with the back of his jacket sleeve. He looked at his father with a new level of respect . This was the Vegeta that his mother said she believed existed. This was the father that he dreamed about as he lay in bed at night, wondering what it would be like to have a warrior to look up to right under his nose. He wasn’t experiencing this third party anymore; Vegeta was acknowledging that no matter the time line , no matter the age difference, any Trunks was his son.

He wondered exactly what had transpired the change.

“Hey!” Vegeta shouted, “are you just going to continue to stare at me or are you coming!?”

“W-what? ” Trunks shook his head, having been startled out of his thoughts.

“I said stop looking at me like that, Weirdo!” Vegeta smiled, lowering his tone “and come train with your old man. I have something I’d like to show you that might aid us in this fight.”

“Yes!” Trunks nodded, a smile plastered on his lips that threatened to split his face in two. He eagerly shut off the monitor, lest Vegeta changed his mind all together.

Trunks wasn’t grateful for much these days, feeling like everything he ever cared about having been ripped from under his feet.

But in this moment, he was grateful to be the son of Vegeta, one of the greatest warriors he ever knew.

Honestly, truly, if anyone deserves some daddy son bonding time, it’s Future Trunks. Bless that guy

I will be writing the other prompts tomorrow. I am dragging my butt to bed.

Fast and rough Peter Hale cosplay test.

I was in the middle of an alpha Derek practice and thought this particular test brow was more Peter. Nothing was applied fully, hence the editing.

Attempting to flesh out my cosplay tag a little. I’ll be wearing this outfit to WolfCon and possibly HowlerCon. It’s tempting to squeeze it in for Petopher and Steter cosplay pictures as well as my JR photoshoot…

Peter/Ian’s sport coat

signal boost

squeeze fucking rules



AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! FUCK AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK GOD FUCKING FUUUCK GWOGJWGOGJGGHGHGHGHTHTHGGHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH  A̡̝͙̪̖̭̠̿̒͊H͇̲̞̩ͪͫ͒̈́ͤ̔ͧ͟Ḩ̣͓̼͙̲̘̻͂ͥͦ̽ͩͭ͊H̷̤͔̦̐̎ͫ̀Ḧ͎͉̞̺̜̺̜́̊͑̔̓̓ͧḦ̩͔͍̤̟͕̝̠ͪ́H͚ͯ̌̒ͨ̈́ͯ́̎ͫͅH̝͙͙͇̖̤͍̣̿ͯ̀Ḧ͎͚̣̘̹̞͔́H̭͕̯͖̜̋̿͗H̡̞̹͚̎̉̅̏H̷͈̱̗̣́͡H̴̤͓͉͍̯͎̩ͫ͊ͭ͗͟͡H̛͖̝̘͎̤̽̔̎̒͐̌̉̐H̢͕̱̹͔͓͍͎͈͖̍̿̒̀͂͆ͭ̚͠͠H͍̟̩ͦͨͯ̽͒̇ͧ͡͡Ḩ̣̞̮̜̬͕̎̑̾ͭ̓́̀ͅH̨ͯ҉̱͓̦Ḣ̥͚͐ͅH̪̫̗͎̙̝͕͋͞͠H̹͎̤͓̼̩̫̞ͤͤ̈ͧ͛̏̕Ḩ̹̥͕̄͗ͬͥ̓͌̍̉H̏͛̈́̐ͥͨ͌̀̀҉̭̫̠͎̜͙͜H̟͚̜ͯ̈̐͌̋̊ͧ̾̕͜͝H̢̜̝̥̼̭ͮ̓̈ͣ̃͒͊ͨ̔̕Ḩ̣͌̽̈́̍̌̐͆͞H̡̙̜̤̤̺̏̑̌̿H͍͓̞̙̮̗͖̱̐͋ͤ̉̍͜͝Hͦͥͯ҉̺̹͚̰͟ͅH͎͉͇̱͉̟̱͇̊̉͗̽͌̂͝͠H͔̥̪͔̼̣͋ͨͩ̽̋H̸̙̖ͫ͒̒ͪ́͢H̗̻ͮͯͨ́͡͝H̡̯̦̞͎̩̒͛̃ͭ̿ͨͣͥḨ̸͕̮̳͔͉̫͇̀͊ͤ̾H͙̜͔̀͌̉ͦ͘H̴̻͖͖̲͕̀̔͋̅ͩ̚

Originally posted by gypsyastronaut

merhasstellyrhas​ asked me to recommend a few New Wave tunes so obviously I had to go ahead and make a playlist with 50+ tracks…

Roxy Music-Avalon**Ultravox-Vienna**Japan-Quiet Life**Duran Duran-The Chauffeur**The Cure-Let’s Go To Bed**Siouxsie and the Banshees-Cities in Dust**Eurythmics-Here Comes the Rain Again**The Blue Nile-Tinsel Town in the Rain**Pet Shop Boys-West End Girls**The The-This is The Day**Spandau Ballet-True**Echo & the Bunnymen-The Killing Moon**XTC-Making Plans for Nigel**Talking Heads-Burning Down The House**Adam and the Ants-Stand and Deliver**Bauhaus-She’s in Parties**Bryan Ferry-Kiss and Tell**The Icicle Works-Birds Fly (Whisper to a Scream)**INXS-Don’t Change**Billy Idol-Eyes Without a Face**Grace Jones-Slave to the Rhythm**Wang Chung-Dance Hall Days**Depeche Mode-Shake the Disease**Joy Division-Shadowplay**Plastic Bertrand-Ça Plane Pour Moi**Romeo Void-Never Say Never**The Cars-Drive**Simple Minds-Alive and Kicking**Split Enz-I Got You**Tears for Fears-Everybody Wants to Rule The World**The Nails-88 Lines About 44 Women**New Order-Bizarre Love Triangle**Blondie-Rapture**The Church-Reptile**Haircut 100-Favourite Shirts (Boy Meets Girl)**The English Beat-Mirror in the Bathroom**Aztec Camera-Oblivious**Elvis Costello-Pump It Up**The Fixx-One Thing Leads to Another**Joe Jackson-It’s Different For Girls**Madness-House of Fun**Nick Lowe-Cruel To Be Kind**The Style Council-My Ever Changing Moods**Squeeze-Tempted**Violent Femmes-Add It Up**The Boomtown Rats-I Don’t Like Mondays**The Jam-A Town Called Malice**Erasure-A Little Respect**The Motels-Only the Lonely**The Psychedelic Furs-Love My Way**Falco-Der Kommissar**M-Pop Muzik**The Human League-(Keep Feeling)Fascination**Howard Jones-What Is Love?**Missing Persons-Words**Gene Loves Jezebel-Desire**Big Country-In A Big Country**Oingo Boingo-Weird Science**Flesh for Lulu-Plastic Fantastic**ABC-Look of Love


You can tell a lot about someone by the type of music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod and write down the first 20 songs then tag 10 people.

tagged by treefrogie84

  1. Fugazi, “Dear Justice Letter”
  2. They Might Be Giants, “O Do Not Forsake Me (demo)”
  3. The Mountain Goats, “See America Right”
  4. The Cure, “Faith”
  5. Golau Glau, “Tricky Tonsils”
  6. The Mountain Goats, “Broom People”
  7. Scissor Sisters, “Ooh”
  8. New Order, “Touched By The Hand of God”
  9. Jen Titus, “O Death”
  10. Gorillaz, “Feel Good, Inc.”
  11. R.E.M., “Turn You Inside Out”
  12. Clutch, “Bacchanal”
  13. Jeff Buckley, “Grace”
  14. Lorde, “White Teeth Teens”
  15. Nine Inch Nails, “The Downward Spiral (The Bottom)”
  16. Duran Duran, “The Chauffeur”
  17. Joshua Sanders/Imagine Dragons, “Radioactive (Music Box version)”
  18. Goldfrapp, “Satin Chic”
  19. R.E.M., “Let Me In”
  20. Squeeze, “Tempted”

Tagging: dontbearuiner, airspaniel, wildmustard, yaelstiel, deducecanoe, under-the-moonlight-tower, spiderine, emmyloo03, avyssoseleison, acebiro


I love this song so much! It’s one of my all time favorites!


Garden of Earthly Delights: two mixes for Adam and Eve. [Listen here: vol. I, vol. II]

Volume I: Genesis 30:3 - The Mountain Goats // Admiral - King Creosote // Songs For John in D - Kurt Vile // Year of the Snake - Sufjan Stevens // My Sister’s Tiny Hands - Andrew Bird // Gates of Eden - Bob Dylan // Garden Gates - Neulore // Pariah King - The Shins // Plants and Rags - PJ Harvey 

Volume II: Tempted - Squeeze //  Temptation Inside Your Heart - The Velvet Underground // Snakes in the Grass - The Essex Green // Eve - Neulore // It’s Only Life - The Shins // Piccadilly - Squeeze // Original Sin - INXS // Dead Agains It - David Bowie // Mind Eraser - The Black Keys