tall pride

Shoutout to girls with broad shoulders

Shoutout to girls who accidentally rip the inside liner of their jackets

Shoutout to girls who slouch and get bad posture because they feel “too big/tall”

Shoutout to girls scared to buy short skirts because their legs are so long

Shoutout to girls who are worried their too big to wear heels

Shoutout to girls who are tall and still wear heels

Shoutout to girls who are bigger and proud

The stereotype of tiny girls should never get you down

Well, I thought I was done for the day, but apparently not. So have a sketchy sketch of Solas’ angry child, Spero. Goodness the Evanuris are not going to know what hit them. XD

Companion piece to this! This time it’s the beta kids :’D Like Jake, I think Jade would be the one to be able to pick all her friends up with ease! (This was also me putting down similarities and contrasts I’ve already spotted between the Alpha and Beta children~)

shout out to

trans women who are super tall

trans women who look masculine when they don’t want to

trans women who are masculine

trans women who don’t pass

trans women who have to deal with being misgendered

trans women who have deep voices

trans women with guy friends

trans women who have to deal with transphobia

trans women who don’t know how to use makeup

trans women who don’t want to wear makeup

trans women who are called drag queens

trans women of color

I love all of you and keep on going! You are valid and amazing!

Andrew Hozier-Byrne aka Hozier

Height: 6'5"

Most Famous For: Irish musician and singer-songwriter best known for hit single “Take Me to Church”

Suggestion Credit: Anonymous

Library Girl - a danisnotonfire smut

yo I know I said I’d do a bunch of phil ones but I wrote this AGES ago, it’s not even a request it’s just my dirty little mind writing fics when I’m bored so.. no one asked for this but here ya go anyway . Btw I just realised in every single one of my fics there have not been mentions of condoms and let’s make this clear, Y/N is always on birth control.

warnings: smut, swearing, public sex kink, daddy kink

notes: secondary school (high school and middle school combined if your American I think) au with bad boy!dan whoop (in this fic your wearing that classic school girl outfit, skirt and all

You stepped out of your last lesson, feeling relieved. It had been a long day at school and honestly all you wanted to do was sit and read on your own. You walked towards the library next to your school, bag in your back and book in hand. As you entered the familiar building, the warmth of the place greeted you with the smell of dust and candles. You wasted no time in finding your regular spot and sitting down, getting comfortable in the chair.

Suddenly, a large hand closed your book, making you jump. You looked up to lock eyes with no one other than Dan fucking Howell, the stand off rebel at school. He was smirking at you, and you hated to admit it but God, he was hot. He was wearing a black t-shirt, a black jacket over it and black jeans as usual. He had his earrings in, which made him look even more badass and hot. Snapping out of your haze, you glared at him.

“What do you want, Howell?” you spat, folding your arms.

“Oh nothing. I just wanted to say hi to the pretty girl” he replied, flashing you his signature flirtatious smile. You could feel yourself blushing and you hated that, so you scoffed and opened the book again. Dan frowned playfully at you, closing your book again forcing your attention. “Hey, maybe we could get out of here?” he suggested, winking at you. You were actually appalled by this suggestion but thankfully one of the library workers interrupted you.

“Daniel! I’ve been looking for you all over the place. Miss Taylor said you are supposed to be reorganising the books into alphabetical order for your detention, not tormenting this poor girl!” the librarian scolded. She smiled sympathetically at you and marched Dan away from you and towards her desk. You sighed in relief and continued reading, engrossed in the book.

Some time had passed and you hadn’t seen Dan again, which was amazing. If you spent another five minutes with him you would pounce, not able to resist that fucking smirk and his charm. But you must’ve spoken to soon as you heard footsteps come your way. “Y/N!” Dan’s voice called. You were surprised he even knew your name. Sure, you had some classes together, but he never even went to class and you were always incredibly quiet anyway.

“What now?” You asked, watching him approach you.

“Y/N, I can’t find the young adult fiction section and Miss Redd thinks you know where it is” he said, his voice innocent but a devilish smile on his face. You highly doubted that Miss Redd, who you assumed was the librarian would let him out of her sight, but you sighed and got up anyway, leaving your book and bag behind.

You led him to the section he wanted and were about to turn and head back to your little corner when he pressed you against the book shelf, his body close to you. “W-what’re you doing?” You stuttered, your breathing already ragged and he hadn’t even touched you.

He ignored your question, leaning even closer towards you. “Do you know,” he started, his hot breath on your neck, “how long I’ve wanted you?” he asked. You shook your head slightly, still shocked that this was happening. “Forever. Ever since I saw you, you and you’re pretty little face always buried in a book” he said, laughing. “I’ve wanted to fuck the innocence out of you and get you moaning my name like the good girl you are.“

Your eyes widened in confusion with a mix of excitement. Dan felt this way about you? He wanted you? Daniel James Howell… the boy you’d secretly liked since you were eight… wanted to ‘fuck the innocence out of you’. You shivered slightly at the thought and before you could stop yourself, you’d put your arms around him and pulled him closer. “Do it then. What’re you waiting for?”

With that, he pressed his lips against yours, kissing you softly, softer than you anticipated. It made you want to swoon. You kissed him back with new found confidence, tangling your fingers in his hair and closing your eyes. You could feel his tongue against your,s, expertly exploring your mouth. You pulled away for air, breathing heavily. Dan however didn’t seem to want to take a break as he attached his lips to your neck, sucking and biting on it. “D-dan” you moaned out, tugging on his hair which made him groan.

“Da,n, w’re in a library, we can’t… f-fuck” you breathed out as he reached your sweet spot.

“Yes we can. You just have to be a quiet little princess and not make noise” he said against your neck. You put your fingers in the belt loops of his jeans and pulled him closer, grinding against him slightly. He moaned in pleasure, pulling away from your neck and closing his eyes. You could feel his hard on pressing against your thighs, which made you even more desperate for him. He hitched your skirt up, immediately groaning when he saw the wet spot on your pants that made you blush yet again.

“You’re so wet Y/N” he said, his breath ragged and uneven. “Who made you this wet?” he asked, whispering into your ear now.

"Fuck, Daddy!” You moaned out before clamping your hands over your mouth in embarrassment. Dan looked up at you with the cockiest smirk ever.

"Did you just call me.. ‘daddy’?” He asked. He laughed to himself and said, “here I was, thinking you were sweet and innocent but you’re actually a kinky little slut”. You startled a bit at his choice of words. Was he insulting you? He must’ve seen the perplexed expression on your face and he quickly added, “it’s so fucking hot”

He smiled at you again, his dark eyes filled with lust. “On your knees now, princess” he demanded, pushing your shoulders down slightly. You obediently knelt down, undoing his belt and pulling down his jeans. His erection was standing tall, filling you with pride. “Get on with it then” he said, pulling your head closer to his crotch. You spotted a damp spot where pre cum had leaked and teasingly licked a stripe through his underwear, making him whimper.

"No teasing, baby” he whispered, a breathy sigh leaving his lips. You pulled his boxers down too and your mouth almost watered at the sight. Still deciding to tease, you licked a line on his slit, collecting all the droplets of pre cum on your tongue before taking him into your mouth, sucking gently. “Fuck Y/N, suck harder baby” he whined, tugging your hair. You hallowed your cheeks and took more of him in your mouth, soaking harder. He gripped the back of your hair, feverishly thrusting into your mouth.

“Holy shit, I’m gonna cum” he said, pulling your hair even harder. You pulled away from his cock and stood up.

“I want you to cum inside me, Daddy” you said, your voice laced with innocence .

"Oh fuck” he groaned, pulling your pants down hastily. “Shit, I will”. He teased you with the tip of his cock, rubbing it against your clit.

“Daddy please don’t tease” You begged.

“Oh baby, you don’t even know what that name does to me’ fuck” he moaned into your name, thrusting into you roughly. You screamed out, making Dan slam his hands over your mouth. “Shhh, we’re in a library” he whispered, winking at you. He thrusted into you again, this time even rougher and deeper, reaching areas you never thought reachable.

You moaned loudly, making his hand vibrate. “Faster” you cried out, his hand muffling your words.

“What did you say babygirl?” he asked removing his hand.

“I said fuck me faster, Daddy” you breathed out, overwhelmed by pleasure. He groaned at your words, going even faster, hitting your g spot over and over again. You could feel that familiar heat in your stomach as your orgasm began to build. “Daddy, I’m going to cum” you said, sneaking your hand under his shirt and scraping his back.

“Cum for daddy, princess. I want to feel your juices on my cock” he said, trying to bring you closer. It worked, and you felt your orgasm wash over you as he continued thrusting into you, riding out your high. He watched your facial expression of pure bliss and soon he was cursing as you felt his hot cum shoot in you. His hair was disheveled, his face was red, but in no other moment had he ever looked so sexy.

Pulling out of you, he kissed you again, this time gentle and sweet. “What was that for?” You questioned, grinning at him.

“You don’t think I’m just going to leave you now? You’re mine” he answered, pulling you close to him.

You smiled against his chest, your childhood dreams coming true before your very eyes. “Who knew such an innocent and pretty girl like you could play it dirty like that” he whispered, making you grin. “It’s all those books,” he continued, “you probably read erotic novels” You scoffed at that. “Only losers read shit like that” you replied, rolling your eyes.

Paul Van Haver aka Stromae

Height: 6′5″

Most Famous For: Belgian singer, rapper, and songwriter

Suggestion Credit: Anonymous

Lucky Blue Smith

Height: 6′2″

Most Famous For: Model

Suggestion Credit: yungxsupreme

House Plants

Title: House Plants

Summary: Dan gets jealous of Phil’s house plants.

Relationship: Phan

Characters / Pairing: Dan Howell, Phil Lester

Word Count: 1,268 (jfc)

Warnings: M/M, a little bit of angst…? Idk what to call it (but it ends well, I promise lol), a swear here and there, FLUFF, jealousy, slight obsessive personality (from both parties), emotional breakdown

Disclaimer: Ayyye like I love Dan & Phil, but they ain’t mine, ya feel? Also, I have nOTHING AGAINST HOUSE PLANTS. Plus I don’t think this actually happened irl but you never know I guess


Dan would never admit it.


He wouldn’t be able to see the look on Phil’s face of absolute amusement and pity at how stupid he was.

His pride was just too great.

The fact that it was jealousy was one thing, but jealousy over this.

Phil would surely burst into tears from laughing so hard, and Dan would just slink off into a corner - tail between his legs - and dwell in his shame.

But he couldn’t help it.

The fact that Phil was so obsessed; it absolutely pissed Dan off to no end.

It wasn’t even the fact that Phil liked collecting them, or that they were spread all over the flat.

Oh no.

It was the fact that Phil paid so much bloody attention to them.

He cared more about his bloody house plants than he did Dan.

And that caused an immediate rivalry.

Even Dan couldn’t help but want to smack himself.

They’re fucking house plants, it’s not like he’s cheating.

But Phil looked at them with so much tenderness and love; he woke up at ungodly hours every morning and left Dan’s side to go water his bloody house plants.

Every time they got home from any outing, Phil would reorganize them so that they got perfect sunlight.

Every time they were on vacation, Phil would call a friend to look after his house plants and call every three hours to make sure they were okay and double check that their friend knew how to take care of them. Dan would just sit and listen in complete annoyance because this defeated the purpose of his vacation with Phil.

Even when Phil said he wanted to make sure “all of his plants got an equal amount of his attention” Dan would scowl because they took that ‘equal amount of attention’ away from Dan.

So, it was no surprise that when Phil was about to leave for a traditional outing to Tesco that he planted a kiss onto Dan’s cheek and then tenderly kissed a leaf of his house plant by the door goodbye before exiting the flat.

As soon as the door was closed, Dan turned and glared at the plant.

It stood there, tall with pride, leaves beaming a glowing green. Almost mocking Dan by saying, “Phil loves me more.”

Crouching down to its level, Dan muttered a dark, “I found him first. He’s mine.”

Before getting up, turning on his heel, and marching into his bedroom without a glance back at the dastardly thing.

It also was no comfort when Phil left Dan during their blooming ‘morning anime’ ritual to go check on “Matilda” - his sick gardenia sitting in his room on the windowsill.

Dan frowned, a horrible feeling settling in the middle of his stomach as he watched the boy hurry away to check on the dying flower.

Dan did feel bad, as he had been the one to sprinkle some weed killer into its pot when Phil was out getting lunch. But the guilt was quickly replaced with burning jealousy as Phil only began to pay even more attention to it.

He was not happy.

What finally pushed Dan over the edge was when he had organized a wonderful surprise night out - just him and Phil - for Phil’s birthday and Phil had called to say he was not going to be attending that night because he was going out late to find some treatment for “Matilda”.

Dan had gone silent over the line when Phil had said this and didn’t even reply when Phil had called his name worriedly from the other end. He’d only hung up and dropped his phone to the ground.

Turning, he began walking in circles, pacing around the flat and trying to fight the stinging sensation of tears in his eyes.

He was losing him.

He was losing his Phil.

His Phil.

Phil was not the house plants’.

Phil was his.

With that thought, tears began cascading down his cheeks; flowing endlessly like never before.

He was losing his boyfriend to a bunch of house plants.

Dan began to scream.

He didn’t know what else to do.

He screamed and cried and screamed some more.

And when his screams died down, he threw himself onto Phil’s bed and buried his face into Phil’s comforter because that might be the last time he would be able to smell something distinctly Phil and not some strange mix of pollen and gardenia.

He didn’t know why it was called a comforter, because it was supplying no comfort whatsoever.


Squeezing his eyes shut, Dan shook his head as he shrunk even further into Phil’s comforter.

Phil was going to truly see Dan at his lowest.

And he thought that putting weed killer into an innocent gardenia’s pot because it was receiving more attention from his boyfriend than he was an ultimate low.


Heavy footsteps approached the bedroom and Dan cringed more, only causing more tears to streak his cheeks.

There was a pause as they reached the open door and Dan held his breath, preparing for what was to come.


The comforter was pulled back and a helpless, sniffling Dan was exposed in all of his broken glory.

He peered up at Phil with large, broken eyes and Phil’s face visibly crumbled.

“Oh my god, Dan!” He swooped down and pulled Dan into his arms, causing a strangled - and embarrassing - mewl to slip from Dan’s throat.

The amount of shame he felt for this was unbearable.

Phil stroked a soothing hand down Dan’s back while Dan clung onto Phil with so much desperation that only he would understand, because Phil didn’t realize how much Dan craved and cherished his closeness these days.

Phil pressed a kiss into Dan’s hair and mumbled a quiet, “Oh Dan, what’s wrong?”

He would never admit it.

Not in a billion years.

But this was Phil.

This was the man he fell in love with.

No matter what.

And Dan respected him and trusted him enough to tell him the truth, no matter how damaging it was.

“I… I think I’ve reached an ultimate low, Phil.” He breathed out, not daring to look up or pull away.

Phil continued to rub soothingly at Dan’s aching muscles, magically relaxing them with every careful touch.

“How so?” He must have realized how serious this was, because his voice became soft and yet so casual, almost not acknowledging the state in which Dan was in and Dan was so grateful.

He didn’t think he could handle it if Phil treated this like it was a rare occurrence.

Dan laughed humorlessly. “I’m jealous of your house plants.”

Phil’s movements paused for a moment and Dan flinched.

The bomb was dropped, and now Dan was going to have to face the aftermath.

He held his breath, regretting every decision he’d ever made in his life as the silence continued with each passing second.


Dan blinked.

That was it.

Phil just kept Dan wrapped up in his arms.

He didn’t need any further explanation. That was all that he needed.

For the rest of the night they stayed in that position.

And Phil limited himself down to two house plants, giving the others away despite Dan apologizing and feeling horribly guilty. He waved Dan off and responded very simply.

“I love you, and if you feel that I am spending more time with my plants than I am with you, it is me who is in the wrong.”

And in that moment, Dan fell even more hopelessly in love.


Armie Hammer

Height: 6′5″

Most Famous For: Playing John Reid (Lone Ranger) in “The Lone Ranger,” Prince Alcott in “Mirror Mirror,” and Cameron and Tyler Winklevoss in “The Social Network”

Suggestion Credit: Anonymous

Chapter Seventeen

A Conflicted New Home

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Ship: Kylo Ren x Reader

Rating: M

“Today is the end of the Republic! The end of a regime that acquiesces to disorder! At this very moment, in a system far from here the New Republic LIES to the GALAXY while secretly supporting the treachery of the loathsome Resistance. This fierce machine which you have built, upon which we stand, will bring an end to the Senate! To their cherished fleet! All remaining systems will bow to the First Order! And will remember this… as the last day of the Republic!” 

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