A/N: If you guys want another part, it’s going to be virgin Shawn smut, but we’ll see if you like this.
Word count: 4,431
You laughed as you and
your friends made your way through the crowd of slightly drunk people. Okay, more than just slightly. Just
before you were about to reach the doors to the club, your friend Laurel stopped
walking, making you and your other friend, Julia, stop as well.
“Alrighty girls-“ she
started, raising her left eyebrow at you.
For the first time in a billion years I L O V E the Italian entry to the Eurovision Song Contest without any kind of doubt but I’m scared shitless that tumblr will just label it as racist and appropriative (lyrics are all in Italian and people on this god forsaken website tend to Never Do Their Reaserch Before They Open Their Piehole) when it’s THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF THAT
The title literally means “The Westerner’s Karma” and it parodizes westerners thinking themselves knowledgeable, masters even, of Asian cultures/philosophies/traditions because they once took a yoga class or the googled “buddhism” and became overnight experts. While when you actually look at them up close they just look like “naked dancing monkeys” making fool out of themselves.
Prompt: Ravenclaw reader has been receiving gifts from an anonymous sender and after her friend drags her to the second match of the Triwizard Tournament, their identity is revealed.
Word count: 7,305 (sorry I got carried away)
Warnings: Maybe two swear words, other than that nothing
A bouquet of luscious red rose tied together rested against the door frame. Your breath hitched in your throat as your school work fell from your hands. They collided with the floor in an instant creating an echoing crash to follow.
Most cases you would have rushed to pick them up but the gift contained all your attention. Your fingers pressed to the side of your jaw, the palm of your hand covering your mouth to mask the gasp.
You scanned the hallway searching for any form of life. The empty corridor suggested no lead on as to who dropped the surprise off. Although there was a note attached to the clear plastic outer layer.
Bending down at the knees you plucked the thick card from the envelope and flipped it open. Excitement flooded you like a schoolgirl receiving a valentine. Not that this was too far from reality.
You unfolded the card gleefully yearning to see who the sender was. The tilted black cursive reflected opposite to the chicken scratch you had been gifted with the week before. This was neat, almost as if it had come fresh from a typewriter.
It was far too early
on a Friday night for Keith to be in bed and his body was simply not having it.
Groaning in frustration, he turned over and shoved his face into the pillow,
willing himself to fall asleep, even if by means of suffocation.
Behind him, his phone
chirps with what must have been the fiftieth text in the last hour. He bitterly
wonders who the latest message was from: Allura? Pidge? Hunk?
No sooner had the
thought crossed his mind, the phone begins to ring and ‘Waiting for Superman’
plays, too loud. It echoes in the otherwise silent room, in the otherwise
silent house. Loud. Far too loud. He grits his teeth, waiting for the
designated ringtone to end, and sighs in relief when it does. That was, what?
Call number four? Maybe five? Either way, he really wasn’t in the mood to deal
with Shiro or his annoying habit of trying to fix everything for him.
Honestly, he wasn’t
sure if there was anything left to fix.
The Get Down: Season 1 Part 1 -
Ronald “Ra-Ra” Kipling [1/?]
They call me King Ra, hear the fanfare when I enter the cipher, fly girls follow me like I’m the Pied Piper. Proper preparation prevents piss-poor performances, Get Down Brothers’ presentation for your enjoyment.
If you see two girls dancing perfectly in synch to your favorite classic tunes, there’s a high chance it’s sisters and bloggers, Julie
and Emily. As we walked up to the busy front gates before the
park’s official opening, we wondered just how we would find the two dancing
darlings in a sea of people. But to no surprise, we spotted them in their
matching Vans Lifeguard Hats & Sk8-Hi’s in a matter of seconds— after
all, Vans Girls always standout from the crowd. Their laid-back California
style and carefree attitudes may have already drawn you in, but their epic tips, tricks, and rare finds will keep you glued to their Insta stories and coming
back for more! We sat
down with Julie and Emily to get a glimpse into their mega fun
careers and to talk building a business as sisters, and having the happiest
place on earth as their office.
Find out how they turned their passion into a career after the jump…
WARNING CONTAINS: human toddler with vampires, cute father and daughter moment+ big bro and lil sis.
“Tiny hands my only weakness” Carlisle said to the little toddler he had close to his chest. The child giggled clapping her hands together, she reached out again, little soft, warm hands attacking his face. Carlisle chuckled finding his new daughter to be adorable. He would dance like a fool for her just to hear her little soft giggles.
“Brave little cub” Emmett said coming into the room reaching for his little sibling. The tiny tot making a noise of excitement seeing her big brother, her little hands reaching out for him. Esme sat with her husband on the couch watch her son and new daughter playing together of ‘cub vs vampire’. One by one all of the Cullens came into the living room. moment like these are ones that Carlisle holds close to his heart.
Sidon/Reader Summary: Reader is afflicted with emotions they yet to comprehend. An unlikely advocate helps the reader with their issues. Word count: 1866
There was no way to ignore this feeling, it felt like you were soaring, but being pulled under water at the same time. Harebrained, finger tips always tingling, throat dryer then the Gerudo Desert, and with knees so wobbly you were afraid one step would do you in, it sometimes it felt like you had too much air, but also never enough. There were days you found yourself in a haze, eyes glazed over. Other times, your heart pounded so deep it you couldn’t tell if you were ascending, or about to die of a heart attack.
also, boris is really hard to draw okay. This is probably the best I’m ever gonna get, I tried dang it.
All their personalities as interpretation goes as follows.
-The loveliest asshole you’ll ever meet.
- a dancing fool
- sassy boy
- loves to screw with people
- thinks he’s prank master of the world but he lies
- loves kids and cooking, but not cooking kids.
- BaCoN SoUp ❤️😍❤️
- very competitive and hates sharing
-easily stressed out, just needs a nap
- PURE GOOD BOY
- not the brightest crayon but most loved
- master of all musical instruments, doesn’t toot his own horn about it though he’s very humble
- Is basically the papyrus of cartoon characters
- loves hugs and snuggles
- The best pillow this side of the hell™
- an absolute sweetheart with a heart of gold
- determined to a fault, she’ll never lose faith in whatever she puts her mind to!
- true prank master of the world
- is a tad to innocent: PROTECT AT ALL COSTS!!!
- is Loyal AF, fight her if you mess with her boys
- call her baby again and you’ll be visiting heaven sooner then you think.
- can become a bit of a prima Donna when given to much attention, you’ll need to give her a reality check in the form of bendy the dancing demon.
[iGOTARMY] GOT7 And BTS Interactions That Will Make You Believe In GOTBANG 170412
Idols are busy and hard working. They have little to no time for friends and family. But sometimes, because of common schedules, chart shows, or award ceremonies, groups get to interact with each other unscripted. These are the moments when fans get to see their idols’ seemingly normal side – just people being friends and hanging out. While there are many idols and groups who are close, this time we’ll take a closer look at the glorious friendship between two of the hottest male groups of the moment: GOT7 and BTS.
BTS having debuted in 2013 and GOT7 in 2014, their schedules overlap quite often, resulting in the most precious cross-group interactions. Performances, competitions, or random encounters – these are the most memorable GOT7 x BTS or GOTBANG interactions that have at least some iGOT7s and ARMYs believing in a world where a fandom called iGOTARMY exists.
Whenever one of the two groups happens to be in the audience while the other one is performing, things get a little… well let’s call it relatable. There was sit-dancing for entire performances, random dabbing, and just uncontrollable waving of arms and mouthing of lyrics. All of this has happened.
The most recent example: Jackson and BamBam struggling to contain their inner fanboys during BTS’s performance at the 2016 MAMA.
But that’s not all – they couldn’t handle their admiration for each other on many other occasions. More than once, members of both groups ended up cheering each other’s names, singing their respective songs, or dancing each other’s choreography. Probably the most accurate display of all of the above is their encounter on “5 Minute Delay,” where groups react to their performances on “Music Core.” There was shouting. There was cheering. It was beautiful.
When GOT7 and BTS meet on stage, there are greetings, hugs, and sometimes, probably when the planets are aligned in a certain mysterious way, a magic mixture of dancing, laughing, and fooling around. Legend has it that 2015 MBC Gayo Daejejun was one of those dates. It featured dancing Taehyung and JB, a shy Jimin, and in the background, the entirety of GOT7 and BTS. Add fancy suits and “Uptown Funk” and you have one of the best GOTBANG moments to date.
It was powerful, it was badass, it was 14 dancing machines — aka VIRTUAL BOYS — and people were screaming their lungs out. The dance performance featuring all 14 members only lasted about two minutes, but the fact that people are still talking about it more than one year later shows that what happened in these two minutes is very much worth your attention.
Of course when talking about GOTBANG interactions, we can’t skip their encounters at the annual Idol Star Athletics Championships. From sitting together and goofing around to giving us amazingly mischievous reactions when someone (looking at no one in particular, Jackson) misses in archery, the whole image seems as if they weren’t two separate groups but one super group with 14 members.
It seems as if an essential theme in this relationship between Rapmon and Jackson is low key dissing each other, from the backstage interview at the 2015 MAMA that’s basically just them teasing each other to the fact that they even created their ship name Rapson themselves (yes, seriously). There seems to be quite some emotional potential, at least on Jackson’s side, and trust us, if someone made a TV drama out of this, we’d watch it even before English subs.
If we didn’t know any better, we would think this was scripted. The golden Maknae and The evil Maknae. Kookie and Yugi. JK and YG. Nochu and Hit the Stage. The two ’97 liners have been spotted around town on several occasions. Jungkook actually explained on screen that Yugyeom is his closest idol friend. He even mentioned Yugyeom (and BamBam) in the thank you notes of the “You Never Walk Alone” album – long story short: if you don’t love this bromance by now, you might as well be a rock. Time will tell if this is a match made in heaven or if it will result in terror for the other members and despair for all fangirls and fanboys.
We’ll probably never know more about these because, YES and THANK GOD, idols do have a private life. There were certain incidents where GOT7 and BTS members talked about calling each other or even did call each other on air. We hope this is just the tip of the iceberg and their friendships sail happily into the sunset.
“Do you want this? Why don’t you beg for it, hm?” I'm a sucker for 'tough guys' being broken. If you could!!! Could you do Jesse making Hanzo beg? I love begging so much.
“Do you want this? Why don’t you beg for it, hm?“
Hanzo tried not to groan at the words Jesse growled into his ears as the cowboy palmed him through his jeans. He could barely hear his lover over the pounding of the music, shaking the walls of tight bathroom stall they were squished into. Outside in the main hall, their team mates danced, partied, drank, celebrated a successful mission and the one year anniversary of the recall. Lucio was DJing, Lena was no doubt pouring everyone another round of shots, his brother dancing like a fool with Hana. But they were a distant memory to Hanzo now, they didn’t matter. There was only one thing on his mind; Jesse McCree.
He bit down on Jesse’s shoulder to keep from moaning, not that it would have been heard over the steady bass. His hands were heavy on Hanzo’s already throbbing member, his need tearing him apart. He loved and hated this game they played, where Jesse broke him down without a second thought, making him weak at the knees and needy with their teammates so near by. But the rush was intoxicating, and it was utterly blissful to drop his guard and let the cowboy control him.
“P-please,” he groaned, trying to rub up into McCree’s hand.
The cowboy grinned, voice dark and low. “Please what sugar? I dunno what ya want if ya don’t use yer words.”
To emphasize his point, he gave Hanzo a hard squeeze, and the archer cried out, gripping him tight. “Touch me!” He yelped, panting hard. “Give it to me, something, please! Don’t make me wait!”
McCree let a low groan leave him lips before growling, “oooh fuck I love when you beg, sweetheart. I’ll give ya what ya want, but ya gotta work for it first. Can ya do that?”
Hanzo nodded weakly, body trembling with desire.
“Good. Now get on your knees and show me why you deserve it.”